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argisthebulwark · 15 hours
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Come Kiss Me & Bite Me
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summary: them receiving oral. gn reader, no pronouns or y/n used. feat: Miraak, Farkas, Brynjolf, Erandur, Vilkas warnings: explicit sexual content. minors should not read or interact with this post in any way. consensual degradation, oral sex obv. masterlist / partner post - them giving oral
Miraak hisses your name, fingers buried in your hair and just enough pressure on your skull to keep him deep in your throat. Curses in old languages slip between his lips when your tongue drags along his cock, eyes watering and throat sore from edging him. His hips buck in a desperate attempt for contact when just his tip rests on your tongue, drool and precum dripping over your lips. You gaze up at him, aware of how lewd you appear when his cock twitches against your lips. His cheeks are flushed, chest heaving with every breath. You adore the sight. Miraak's face twitches as you lower your head, staring straight up at him while taking every inch of him into your mouth. He wants to be mean but has dissolved into a mess of whimpers and empty threats, pleading with you to let him orgasm.
The litany of sounds coming from Farkas make purchasing your own home worth it. Even with one hand slapped over his mouth you're certain the neighbors can hear him; his voice low and rough when your nose meets his pelvis, throat stretched around his girth. "Gods, you're heavenly." He moans, free hand clutching the bedsheets. You know how badly he wants to take charge but restrains himself, allowing you full control. You ease back, tongue dragging along the underside of his cock until your your mouth is empty. Sucking in a quick breath before you're taking all of him again, his muscles tensing in response. "Gonna cum," he mumbles mere seconds before cumming down your throat, your eyes squeezed shut as you bask in the way he moans just for you.
Brynjolf talks a lot. At first it's soft encouragement when you kneel before him, gathering any hair away from your face and murmuring about how good your tongue feels running along his shaft. It doesn't take much to have him completely undone - his head thrown back as your hands grip his thighs under the desk, his insistent fingers on the nape of your neck and groans echoing around the Cistern. "Gods, love - just like that, yeah." His hips grind upward, stuffing his cock deeper into your throat. It's hard to breathe and tears sting at your eyes but you want more of him, mindless to the possibility of getting caught. "So good f'me," he grumbles, petting down the back of your hair when you choke around him. "Always so good, love."
Erandur cannot fathom why you would do such a thing for him - he insists on reciprocating until you say those words that make his breath catch in his throat. "I want you." He's never been wanted like this. Never before has anyone hungered for him, no one has ever gazed up at him with eyes so shamelessly full of desire. Your lips look so pretty when they wrap lovingly around his cock, gentle fingers holding his hips in place as pleasure shivers down his spine. When his tip nudges the back of your throat apologies blossom on his lips, silenced by the little moan that vibrates through your chest. Erandur has never known the sheer bliss only you can bring; your tongue tracing along his cock, your hands on his body, your eyes staring up at him, gauging his reactions. You are everything.
After triple checking your comfort, Vilkas loves being mean to you. He knows it pleases you too - he sees the color in your cheeks when he smirks around those degrading remarks, nails scraping against your scalp when his fingers twist deeper into your hair. He watches your eyes roll back as his hand guides your mouth up and down along his cock, drool gathering near the base and dripping down his thigh. "Such a fuckin' slut," he praises as he fucks your throat, pleasure building far too quickly. He wants to last longer, wants to watch you shamelessly grind against the mattress in search of relief. "Gonna let me cum inside you?" "Mfhh," he feels your little nod and stills, breath coming out in huffy pants when you swallow around him. Each little move makes his cock throb but fuck you're so warm, so soft just for him.
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melancholyfleurs · 21 days
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something so deeply erotic about laying in between someone’s legs after you’ve gone down and licking your fingers off to taste every last drop in between little kisses to their trembling thighs, hips and tummy… yeah
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ribbonprincess · 3 months
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"my eyes burn,rafey..." you whine,tugging at his shirt while he sits on the couch,selling drugs you don't even wanna know about.
"I told you to not wear contacts tonight and you still went and did that,so I don't wanna hear anything." Looking down at the bands of cash as he counts them before putting them in his pocket. "but my head really hurts and the music Is loud-" "and what do you want me to do? tell them to lower it down cause the princess over here is sick?"
You hated when he got like this,way too mean after snorting coke all day long. "you're being mean...stop it." Searching through your bag for the tiny container of the contacts you pull it out, carefully wiping your hand with a wet wipe before removing the contacts from your eyes as you sigh in relief,closing the lids before throwing the container back in the bag; this time searching for your glasses.
"rafe,do I look stupid?" You ask,gazing at him with your glasses now sitting on top of your face and a small pout on your lips. "you don't look stupid,but you are for asking such a dumb question- you're the prettiest girl,yeah?" Tugging you closer with an arm wrapped around your shoulders,before pressing a kiss to your head.
"I'll finish selling and then we can leave if you really want to,okay? "okay..." Nodding at his words as you look around the party.
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A couple of hours later you find yourself in the bathroom of his room,wiping away your makeup off before proceeding with your skincare routine as Rafe stands at the doorway,only a pair of sweatpants on his body.
"feeling better,kid?" He asks,moving over you as he wraps his arms around your waist. "not really,Advil is not working." Turning around after you finish your rituals, you smile a bit. "hi daddy" "hi angel..." Pulling you closer as his chest flush against yours,grabbing your chin as he smirks "too tired tonight?" "a bit...don't feel really like doing anything crazy-"
"you're gonna let me eat it?" Gasping out loud you hide into his chest,giggling quietly. "yeah...fine,but nothing else-"
Making an instant move as he hoists you up in his arms,sitting you on the counter of the bathroom,pressing your lips together hungrily. "fuck,yeah yeah- just let me taste you" Running a hand over your cami top as he squeeze at your left tit,moving his mouth lower as he sucks on the skin of your neck. "you smell so good" "it's the perfume you bought me for valentine's day" Smiling as he pulls down your top,latching his mouth on your nipple as his other hand move slowly on your shorts,pressing on your clothed clit. "no panties right? you know I don't like those on when we're at home"
Shaking your head with a yelp,you grab his hair pulling a bit "rafe-" "I know I know...I got you darling" Pulling down your shorts he smiles,sitting on his knees on the cold floor of the bathroom as he grabs at your ass cheeks,bringing you closer to his face. "Bon appétit" He mumbles before diving in.
Pressing his mouth on you as he basically makes out with your heat, sneaking a finger into your needy hole as his mouth sucks on your clit. "fuck- rafe.." "yeah,I know I know baby,I got you." Adding a second finger as his tongue licks everything he possibly can,savoring your juices as he loudly slurps making you almost embarrassed if it wasn't for the fact he was giving you the best head ever. "you're gonna cum for me baby and you're gonna do it loud and hard" Nodding as you grind your heat on him,his nose bumping deliciously on your clit making you moan out loud,pulling at his scalp "daddy- fuck, right there"
Keeping his rhythm steady his fingers curls into your spongy spot, making your head tilt backwards as your hand blindly searches for your glasses "rayray...my glasses,wanna see you.." Looking up at you,he uses his free hand to take your glasses from the counter,not stopping any motion as he puts them on your face. "thank you" Fixing them a bit, you look back down at him as his hand moves back down your throat,squeezing a bit before stopping back on your boob,pinching at your nipple.
With the final stimulation you scream "m cumming,fuck fuck!" Pushing his face more into you,you cum loudly closing your eyes in pure bliss as he slows the movement of his fingers, pressing a final kiss to your clit before coming back up. Wiping the juice off his face with a hand before sticking the same fingers into your mouth,making you gag as you lick them clean. "how's that sweetie? your headache gone?" "what headache?"
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finsplurtz · 4 months
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all mine — sukuna ryōmen
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— dom ! male.reader x sub ! Sukuna Ryōmen
— Contents: sub top male reader x dom bottom Sukuna , OOC sukuna , A bit of x Yuji , madd overstimulation , could contain r4pe , power bottom Sukuna , degrading , crying , a bit of a breeding kink in there , Yuji is aged up……
Warnings : non con possibly, crying
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✩°。 ⋆⸜ 🎧✮
Itadori was panting while his body twitched. He was straddling yn, he was fully stuffed with his cock. Cum on yn’s stomach, and some dripping out of his ass.
yn was lazy and tired, he lied on the bed staring at the ceiling just massaging his boyfriend’s thighs.
“..ngh…” A small noise caught his attention. He looked at Ita’ who was slightly out of it.
“….you okay, hon..?” He asked bringing his hand to caress his boyfriend’s face.
Itadori hiccuped before nodding and slowly lying his body over his boyfriends chest.
Yn was slightly concerned but tried not to question him too much…he ran his fingers thru Yuji’s hair closing his eyes hoping to fall asleep.
He felt Yuji lift his ass slowly and sink back down with more cum pooling out. Yn quirked an eyebrow. He already felt a bit overstimulated so he hoped Yuji wouldn’t want to go again..
“Yuji…” yn whispered and groaned. He swallowed when he felt his cute boyfriend begin to kiss and suck at his neck.
Yn let out small moans grabbing a handful of Yuji’s hair to gently pull him off.
“Yuj—“ He froze when he made eye contact with the devil himself.
“..S-sukuna..?” The tatted guy sat up straight with a slight moan.
“..Impressive.” Sukuna smirked looked down at the small bulge in his stomach. Yn blushed looking away. He kept his hands off yuji’s body.
“We’ll see how much more you can handle, yeah? Now that I have you all to myself while Yuji’s passed out…I can use my time wisely.” He lifted himself and slammed himself hack down harshly laughing when yn let out a pathetic whimper.
“SUKUNA- my..dick..” he whined gripping the sheets.
The curse ignored yn’s protests and continued to fuck himself on him. After a bit the pleasure hit him as well as the overstim since Yuji had already came.
Yn was high off sex, his eyes looking everywhere but at this fckin weirdo
“Hah…~ look at you ynnn-yy ..already fucked out aren’t you..mm..~” Sukuna ran his sharp nails over yn’s bare chest making him twitch and whine.
“Ita must be lucky..getting to see this whenever he wants. Soon as I get my freedom…you’re all mine….” Sukuna laughed once more bouncing on yn’s dick again.
“Shit- Yuji’s stupid b..body is so..ugh..~” Sukuna placed his hands on yn’s abdomen struggling to lift himself with his shaky thighs.
Yn was practically drooling as his dick twitched inside the ‘King of curses’.
“Hm..~? Really hope Yuji’s awake..need him to see this fucjing beauty..!” He grabbed yn’s jaw and forced him to look Sukuna in the eyes.
‘Kuna rolled his eyes and did his best to continue overstimulating the younger male. Pulling the whiniest sluttiest whimpers and cries from this man. He thought sukuna couldn’t tell but, yn was stopping himself from placing his hands on the smaller body.
“S-scared to touch me..~? Or afraid of what Yuji might s-say..” Sukuna smirked intertwining his fingers with yn’s finding his own g spot.
Sukuna’s tongue lolled out and he let out a whorish moan fucking himself faster and sloppier.
“Shhhitt..~ you feel so fuckin’ good…so big..I want your babies in me..!” Sukuna bit yn’s lip who shook violently inside his boyfriend and hissed at the small sting on his lip.
“Wa-wanna breed me…~? I bet Yuji would fuckin’ loveeee our b-babies..” Sukunas nails dug deeper into yn’s shoulder blades making him wince.
“Cmon..give me your children.” Sukuna sat up straight and grabbed yn’s hands, placing them on his hips, he shuffled on his dick.
“Fuck me..~?” Sukuna said in a low voice. Yn whined and began to fuck Sukuna at his best abilities.
Sukuna smirked watching the guy crumble beneath him. He was so weak, so sensitive..he couldn’t bear the sensation.
He pulled at yn’s wrist sitting him up and l putting both his hands on his leaking cock.
“Look at you…all fucked up~” Sukuna laughed and grinded his hips into yn’s hand as well as massaging his prostate with his dick.
“You’re all mine…just a little mess..my messy big dicked bitch..~!” He moaned pressing yn’s hands tighter around his smaller dick.
“..right, yn..~?” With one of his clawed hands he grabbed at the guys jaw and looked into his eyes.
“All…mine..~” Sukuna whispered gracing his lips against yn’s, pulling him into a hot make out session. Yn was practically drooling letting his tongue roam Sukuna mouth, maybe the amount of stimulation was making him all the more horny…
He thrusted his hips trying to cum one more time having Sukuna moan into his mouth.
“Mmph..~ Gunna c-come…” yn whined looking into Sukuna’s red eyes.
“Yeah..? Cmon big guy..come deeppp inside me….~” Sukuna’s dick twitched as he was also close.
A couple more thrust and yn came with a loud sob, his body trembled, he hid his face in the crook of Sukuna’s neck, panting like a dog.
Cum spilled from Sukuna’s cock while he moaned at the feeling of the other’s cum filling him up. He loved it so much, the feeling of an orgasm was now stuck in his mind.
“You’re all mine…right, love..?” Sukuna whispered into yn’s ear who mumbled incoherent noises and kissed his neck.
Sukuna grinned and wrapped his arms around yn’s neck.
.
.
He heard a small sniffle come from Sukuna and pulled away to see Yuji looking down at him with teary eyes.
Yn caressed his face and kissed him passionately.
“..I’m yours, Yuji..” He said looking into Yuji’s beautiful eyes before smiling and laying down on the bed spooning the smaller.
“Only yours…” He whispered while Yuji held onto him tighter.
Secretly Yuji really liked seeing yn go all submissive and whiny for him. He just imagined it was because of him and not Sukuna.
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a/n: Sukuna typa guy to switch with Yuji while he’s having sex w/ yn to scare him…
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captainfern · 6 months
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thinking about ghost and price showing their ‘jealousy’ if some other guy flirts with you :(
18+, fem!reader
they don’t cause a scene. that’s not their style. but, after watching the way this guy at the bar flirted with you, making you laugh, they really fucking wanted too.
they had stepped out for five minutes to smoke, and they come back to some pathetic little cunt talking to their girl? oh, fuck no.
like i said, they don’t cause a scene— no violence or shouting or otherwise embarrassing you in front of a packed pub. but, they do stake their claim, and they do it well.
ghost would come up behind you as you sat on the barstool, pressing his entire broad chest to your back. he’d wind his arms around your waist, hugging you back against him as he tucked his face into the crook of your neck, breathing deeply and kissing the bare skin softly.
price would approach and take your hand, placing a gentle kiss to your knuckles while making eye contact with the guy the entire time.
ghost would ask, “who’s your new friend?” all cocky and smooth as he kissed up your neck, staring daggers at the man across from you. price would join his lieutenant’s goading, adding with a smile, “are you going to introduce your new friend to your boyfriends, sweetheart?”
the guy would bristle uncomfortably while you melted back into ghost’s hold, the alcohol in your veins feeling like hot, golden honey. it would only take a matter of seconds for ghost and price to whisk you away, hands roaming over every inch of your body right up until you returned home.
and when you finally got home ? god help you.
both men fucked you hard and rough— for them, they were going to take out their feelings on you now and make it up to you later. they’d promise— a sultry, whispered promise by price against your lips.
his words were smoky against your face, and he held your jaw with his hand. he was crouched at the end of the bed while you were on your hands and knees, ghost fucking you from behind.
god, did they fuck you. over and over, they’d make you come, screaming and moaning their names as you were fucked hard into the mattress. they wanted you saying their names only.
ghost liked to fuck you from behind when emotions like this took over him. jealousy, maybe. he enjoyed gripping onto your hips and watching the jiggle of your arse as it bounced back against his pelvis. if he’s really looking to mark you in a way you’ll remember (or feel), then after sucking kisses along your spine, he might just spread your arsecheeks and spit.
while ghost fucked you, price would kiss you. every inch of your face, he’d kiss. he’d smoke, too, and make sure he pushed smoke into your mouth as he smoothed his tongue against yours. he’ll pet your head, too.
when price has his turn, your bent up into a mating press, your knees nearly by your ears as he ruts into you in a brutal pace. his fat cock stretches you open, making you mewl, even after being fucked by ghost. the wet noises of your arousal and ghost’s cum are lewd, and make you moan. price loves getting as deep as possible <3
ghost’ll lay beside you, playing with your tits or your clit, maybe make you suck on his fingers too just so you could wrap your tongue around something.
both men would be obsessive in their praise and dirty talk. you’re theirs !!!
“fuck, you’re such a good girl, baby, takin’ my cock so well in this pretty little pussy, hm?” ghost would say as he fucked you. “can’t get enough of my cock, can you? can’t get enough of me and john’s cock— shh, shh, s’alright, baby, i know what you need— that’s it, yeah, come ‘round my cock. fuckkkk.”
and price would be uttering, “this cunt belongs to us, sweetheart. this pretty little pussy’s ours— ours to fuck and ours to stuff full, got it? you got it, darling? yeah, that’s our girl, our beautiful girl. oh, fuck— fuck, m’gonna cum inside too, just like simon, okay? both gonna stuff you full.”
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san8ny · 20 days
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Clerks ‘n Cunts
an: what if the guns n roses band name was uhh freaky and involved vaginas and gas station workers, how scary would that be.. / a draft i scrapped
Ellie Williams.
This was a bad idea.
Lewdly agreeing to hook up with the gas station clerk because you couldn’t pay for gas— genuine hoe shit.
You scruff out a few profanities as you climb over the counter, the lanky woman eyeing your short-shorts as you do so, smiling like this was the highlight of her shitty job
“Don’t give me that look, i’m not the one with an empty tank.” She snickers, calloused hand already finding itself sliding into your tresses as you kneel, “Now, be a good girl and open wide, yeah? I’ve had a rough da—aay..” Her words trail off, head tilted back in a breathy gasp when your wet tongue meets contact with her plushy lips, swollen clit hidden underneath like it’s asking you to come find it.
That’s one way to shut her up
You could tell with the mouth on her, she got no play. Just all bark, and no bite in return
“O-oh, ah! ah! ah..shiiiit..” Ellie whines as she rocks her groin onto your lips, her body at one point slumping forward, planting her hands flat on the counter as you suck, no—eat her soul out. How did this feel so good?
You didn’t let up on your assult either, wanting to make every second of this moment good for you.
To further the humiliation she’d unknowingly inflicted herself upon, the front door swings open, a customer.
A scruffy old man with a beer belly walks in, grease stains on his wifebeater as he throws a wad of cash onto the counter, “Pump 7, toots.”
Ellie’s eyes scrunch together as she tries to verbalize a quick-witted insult, instead, a meek moan quivering out when you begin tongue-fucking her, nose prodding up at her clit as you take more of her pussy into your inviting mouth,
The man looks confused, not understanding just what was happening due to the front counter’s concealment of where you kneeled
“A-allergies.” She mutters, taking the cash and pathetically counting it. Her legs were threatening to give out at this point from how much cum and spit were running down her inner-thighs. She wonders if he could hear your slurps?
Viscerally fed-up with her snail-like speed, he makes his way to the door and just leaves without the change.
Maybe she’d employ that method from now on?
“F-fuck, baby, i’m gonna cum..” She noises, looking down at you, beautiful face all wet and your cheeks hollowed out each time you apply suction to Ellie’s pearl, “Ahh..all in your mouth too? Hm? Give you a run f-oor your money?”
You nod, pulling your lips from her cunt and rubbing your pretty painted nails over the sopping mess, “Give it to me? Just really want my car to run..” You say, eyes tearing up from the pull she had on your hair, “Might let you finish on me too..”
Ellie doesn’t spare another moment, shoving you away and pulling down your top, “If i finish, I ‘wanna finish on your rack.” She heaves, slithering a hand down and beginning to draw figure 8’s on her cunt, all while you sit there with a smile on your slutty face, “U-uhnnn, so closeee.. ‘cmere doll..”
You press your soft breasts together, tilting your head up to watch the nasty scene as Ellie uses your tits to get off, perky nipples rubbing up on her slicked pussy giving just enough of a sensation she spurts cream all over them, fluids splashing on the cold marble floor and some on your face.
After a beat of silence and her slow breathing, you run a finger down your supple cheek and bring it inbetween your lips, “Pump 3, toots.”
Safe to say you left with some snacks, a filled tank and a phone number.
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ventismacchiato · 10 months
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40.5 behind the lens — fuck me like i’m famous !
BONUS CHAPTER 🔞 NSFW
content warnings — semi public sex, hickeys, biting, blowjobs, untouched cumming, degrading, leashes, grinding, oral sex, top scara
word count: ~2.4k
notes; my attempt at gender neutral smut, when he’s fucking you it can be…ykw either 🐱 or 🍑…wtv u want! 🤞
no plot just porn so feel free to skip this chapter
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That Friday would have been a normal stream like any other week. Your camera was on, the game loaded and ready to go as you talked to your chat. It was going great as usual.
Well, apart from Scaramouche eating you out from underneath your desk.
“Thank you for the donation,” you smiled, albeit strained. Your sweats had been tugged off, bare thighs against the cushion of your gaming seat as Scara’s head was buried in your sex. His tongue working around it caused obscene sounds, which forced you to raise your voice to try and drown him out. Everytime his tongue slid across your soaking sex it caused your legs to tremble ever so slightly.
You let one hand wander under your desk, your nails digging into his scalp to reward him as he moves his lips off your sex and towards your inner thigh. At this point you were biting your lips as you tried to focus on your stream, a heat pooling in your stomach as Scara quickly lifted your legs to rest on his shoulders.
You had to hide your gasp as your knees almost hit the bottom of your desk, his warm tongue working its way back onto your sex. His cheeks, which were usually so pale, were now flushed red as he looked up at you. A bit of spit had spilled out from the corner of his lips as he sucked on your sex, wet sounds almost failing to be concealed by your nervous laughs.
Impatience grew between the both of you as you could feel yourself getting closer. The ring hanging on Scara’s lips felt cold against your sex as he tilted his head, gathering more access to you.
“I think I’ll have to end the stream early today,” you swallow, “I’m not feeling too good.”
You bit the inside of your cheek as a wave of responses came in, your fans wishing you well as you bid farewell. After a few minutes you shut the camera off and looked down at the sight before you.
“Can I have you now?” Scara asked, a lazy grin adorning his face as he removed your legs from his shoulders and came out from underneath the desk. He unceremoniously discarded his pants and belt as he did so, wiping your pre-cum from his lips.
Your expression was nothing short of captivated as Scaramouche slid into your lap, knees on either side of your thighs. It’s a tight fit on the leather chair, but it’s hard to care when his hands grab your waist to steady himself and god , they’re so slender and firm as he slides them underneath your shirt.
A moan easily slipped out of your lips, proving your sensitivity to his touch as Scara smirked at your reaction.
“Be quiet baby, don’t want anyone to hear this, yeah?” he murmured, tapping on your chest.
“Shut up,” you huffed, hands slipping around his waist to steady Scara.
“Watch,” he instructs, taking your hands off his waist as he makes his way to unbutton the top of his shirt.
You lean back obediently, moving to keep your hands on the arm rests but you couldn’t control your fingers from twitching as Scara slides the button-up off his shoulders, collarbone on display for you.
Your stomach churns as the sight of Scara teasing the hem of his top, his hand sneaking underneath all while maintaining eye contact with you before finally letting it fall off.
You breathe out audibly through your nose. Scara sitting atop your bare legs was almost enough for you to cum right then and there.
“Scara,” you whine, “This is unfair.”
“Watch.”
So you did.
Scaramouche was always snarky and playful when you both grew overly competitive while playing video games, but now he moved diligently, not letting you get a single touch.
He moves his head down and brings your hand to his lips. You both make brief eye contact before his lips meet your palm, trailing kisses alongside it before bringing your index and middle finger into his mouth.
Your gaze hardened as he swirled his tongue around them and pulled his lips back, a trail of saliva in his wake.
You’d had enough of just watching by then, moving your hand from his grasp to grab the back of Scara’s neck before you tug him close. Your eyes meet for a second before your lips do. His kisses weren’t gentle but they weren’t rough, it was possessive to an extent and it had you tugging on his dark locks rather harshly.
The position was awkward on the small chair with your bodies angled towards one another, but that didn’t matter since all you could focus on was the pair of lips moving against your own.
He pulls back, sucking on your bottom lip as he did so.
“How bad do you want this?” he mused, his voice a shadow of his usual condescending tone.
“Please,” you breathe, a heat pooling in your stomach as Scaramouche pulls off your shirt with expertise. It had you a bit envious to see him do it so quickly but that feeling dispersed when you felt Scara’s warm hand palm your chest as he took his cock out, now sitting ready against his stomach.
Without warning he shoves his fingers roughly into your mouth, the tips of his fingers just reaching the back of your throat.
“Spit,” he ordered, his dick still sitting straight up.
It was odd being given orders for once but you didn’t push it away as you did what you were told. Once again, a string of saliva left your lips as he pulled his fingers away. Instead of bringing it to your hole immediately, he brought it to his lips, his tongue licking around his own fingers and the remnants of your saliva while maintaining eye contact.
Within a blink, his fingers were inside you and your body surged with pain as two fingers went in and out of you. Your hands gripped the seat’s armrests as Scaramouche didn’t show you mercy and quickened his pace, his head coming down to suck the skin on your neck.
You bucked your hips up as Scara’s fingers went in and out, matching your rhythm. Your right hand found Scaramouche’s back as you steadied himself, dragging your nails across it as you did so.
Your neck was littered with his marks as he lifted his head once more, inserting a third finger with a gleam in his eyes.
Your sweats and underwear were pooled by your feet and you felt on display as your camera was only a few feet away, but you didn’t care at all as the pain seamlessly transformed to pleasure.
You reached down to use your free hand to pump his cock, body jerking this way and that as Scara had to keep himself steady which only made you go faster.
“I didn’t say you could do that,” Scaramouche teased, lifting his lips from your neck and removing your hands from his cock. He removed his fingers from your hole, much to your dismay, and dragged them along your cheek, your own juices staining your face.
“Stay still like the good whore you are,” Scara hummed, inserting his fingers once more, you could only buck your hips up in desperation for any friction. You could feel your hole tighten around Scaramouche’s fingers and a feeling rise from your lower region.
“I’m gonna cum, Scara,” you groaned, the material of the leather chair digging into your skin. Your eyes fell shut as you felt Scara slow down his pace.
“I can't have you do that so quickly,” your boyfriend murmured, removing his fingers slick with your insides and moving away.
Scara removed himself from your lap and got down on his knees once again to spread your legs open.
“Have to prepare your tight hole,” he murmured, voice muffled as his head was in between your legs. You felt his tongue slide up your thigh, leaving a trail of kisses until Scara reached your hole. His tongue swirled the edge, slowly and knowingly, as you let out a cry of pleasure. The feeling only increased when Scara traced a wet circle around the rim just before he dipped his tongue in.
Before you could release right then and there he removed his mouth from your hole and sat back up, crawling atop you and lining his cock with your hole.
“Fuck,” Scara groaned as he slid in, his cock inside you. The tip of his hard cock made contact with your entrance, unprotected.
Scara let himself simply sit inside you as you grew used to the feeling, not thrusting just to edge you even more.
“Are you gonna be good for me and be loud?” Scara asked, taking his belt from the floor of your room and snaking it around your neck. “Hm?”
“Yes,” you whimpered as Scara clasped the belt around your neck. He grabbed the loose end and used it as a leash to tug on it and bring your head closer to him.
“Good,” he praised, one hand on the belt and the other on your waist, “Nice and loud.”
You didn’t get a chance to respond before Scara was pulling out only to slam right back in again. He rocks back and forth as he does so, his nails digging into your bare waist. It was difficult to control yourself when Scara was buried so deeply inside of him.
You moaned in arpeggios as Scaramouche lifted himself out of you once again, his tip trailing the inside of your thigh only to thrust back into you again. It was rough and harsh, just like you both preferred it to be.
“I’m gonna fill you up at this rate,” Scara muttered, causing you to buck up your hips to meet Scara’s with every thrust, “You’re ruining me.”
Your head was tugged from the belt Scara held in his hands, your faces a mere inch away from each other when Scara locked your lips together. You felt the taste of metal as Scara’s tongue explored your mouth, the knowledge of the male above you having a new piercing only fueled your desire.
You could feel your orgasm nearing, your hole was tightening around Scara’s dick. You were just a hole at that moment and would let him do whatever he wanted to you at that point. The sounds of skin on skin filled the room as he kept slamming into you.
You pulled back, a string of saliva connecting your guys’ lips as Scara’s head tilted back.
“I’m gonna fill you up to the brim,” was the last thing you heard as Scaramouche rode out his orgasm. Your hole clenched as you felt warmth ooze inside of you, causing your eyes to fall shut and legs to tremble.
Scara slowly pulled his cock out of your entrance, cum spilling out as he wrapped his palm around his cock to get the excess cum off. Once Scara’s fingers were covered in white he reached up to shove his fingers into your swollen lips.
You were in a daze as you tasted Scara upon your tongue, swallowing every last bit as your lover tucked his cock back into his pants before looking down at your lower region.
“I can’t allow your filthy cum to get on your nice seat,” Scara slurred as he leaned towards you while inserting two of his fingers once again into your hole, “It cost far too much, how would I explain that to the cleaners?”
Scaramouche snickered as he pushed in the cum threatening to spill out of you with his fingers, “Would I tell them my little slut creamed all over it?”
You cried out at the overstimulation instead of responding, not like you would be able to since your mind was clouded. Scara’s words only sent trembles up your spine and down to your sex which was even wetter if possible.
“Excited…again? Already?” Scara asked, looming over you, “Didn’t know the Stardust was so easy?”
“Please,” you whined, wanting to finish yourself off, the stimulation was too much, even for you.
“You didn’t get to cum yet, think of this as your reward,” Scara said, removing his fingers and grinding against your sex.
Scara’s hips moved fast and it didn’t take much for you to release right into Scara’s lap. You were ashamed at how quickly it had taken you but your boyfriend just had that effect on you.
“A little pathetic at how quickly you came,” Scara scoffed, dragging his palms sullied with your cum across your bare chest, “Are you that much of a whore?”
You could only nod as the sticky substance dripped along his skin, your sex drained as Scara cleaned off his fingers, each one leaving a resounding pop. He dragged his fingers across your chest and swirled them around your nipples, moistening them before pulling back.
“I think you should sit in your mess until your next stream,” Scara teased, reaching down to grab his boxers and pants that were pooled on the ground and hoisting them back on.
You swallowed as Scara pulled your sweats up your legs and tied them for you. You could feel your wet sex against the fabric of your underwear. You were still full of Scaramouche’s cum and it felt warm as you squirmed around in your seat.
Unlike the sex they just had, Scaramouche was gentle with the way he undid the belt adorning your neck and rubbed at the red ring now encircling your neck from it. It had left red marks along with the love bites littering your skin. It felt sore but you wouldn’t have had it any other way.
“Sorry,” Scara apologized as he did so, trailing his fingers against your neck then proceeding to grab your top from the ground, “Looks like it’ll take a while to heal.”
“Don’t be, I quite liked it,” you assured as you pulled the shirt over yourself as Scara pulled you off your chair. Your legs felt weak as he did so but Scara caught you and left a short kiss on your lips.
“I’ll keep that in mind,” Scara drawled as he pulled you close, his lips now by your ear.
“Shower?” he murmured, and you could hear the smirk on his face.
“Fine,” you huffed, pushing him off of you,
“But now it's my turn to do what I want.”
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author’s notes — i didnt know how to end it 🤞 hope u enjoyed it sorry it’s kinda freaky and i beta read it myself so ignore any mistakes if any. also stop asking for updates! writing is my hobby! go touch some grass! also probably 1-2 chapters left depending on how i feel xx
synopsis — you, better known as STARDUST, and BALLADEER have always been in competition for the top streamer spot on twitch, which is especially impressive since the two of you have never shown your faces. you’ve never been on good terms, constantly one-upping each other in matches and getting into petty arguments on twitter, causing your fans to also dislike each other. that’s until BALLADEER does a face reveal that breaks the internet with his good looks…which makes you realize it’s the same guy you went on a date with last night. the type of date that made you crave to see him again. the only problem was he didn’t know you were STARDUST and he was way different behind the lens than he portrayed himself online to you. should you keep your identity a secret to salvage the relationship or just let him go?
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hoshiwhore · 1 month
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pretty baby
pairing: soonyoung x fem!reader
genre: straight up filth smut
warnings: car sex, cum play, dirty talk, exhibitionism (kinda?) (lmk if i missed something)
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"such an obedient whore, taking everything i give her," soonyoung groans as he grabs your hips and thrusts upwards, maintaining the initial brutal pace. his words keep adding to your pleasure, making you clench as you desperately bounce on his cock.
"yea, you like this baby? like getting... fuck-" he throws his head back, letting out a guttural groan that goes straight to your abused hole. "like getting fucked right outside your house like this?" you can't help but whine at both his words and the way he rubs harsh circles on your swollen, overstimulated bud.
you let out a cry, keening in pleasure as he continues spewing absolute filth from his pretty mouth, "what if your parents walk out, huh? what if- what if they see their precious, innocent daughter getting fucked in a car-" you clench around him again, your pussy throbbing at his words, "-in a car, out in the open like this?"
his hips bucking into you, hitting that one particular spot that has you seeing stars, paired with his nimble fingers toying with your abused clit sends you tumbling over your edge. you bite your lip, trying to contain your moans that sound borderline pornographic at this point and throw your head back as you cream his cock.
"that's my pretty baby, you're doing so good," he keeps slowly thrusting into you, trying to drag out your orgasm and you almost sob at how good it feels.
once you've come down from your high, he speeds up his thrusts once again and if you weren't already sobbing earlier, you sure are now. bouncing on his dick while he whispers absolute filth in your ears, you let out whines and whimpers at the burning overstimulation.
after a few more thrusts and a couple dozen messy kisses, you feel him spill inside you, painting your inner walls white.
you softly moan when he pulls out after a while and the sensation of his cum running down your thighs makes you clench around nothing. the very thought of him fucking you so good and filling you up to the brink with his cum has your now gaping hole wanting to be fucked full of his seeds all over again.
"you okay, baby? was it too much?" you're brought out of your dirty thoughts as soonyoung gently rubs your back. you bite your bottom lip, shaking your head side to side, "it was just right."
he tucks himself back in his pants and kisses your forehead.
"good." his fingers soon find their way back to your engorged clit and he starts to play it with again.
soon after, he gently enters two of his digits inside you and you let out a deep breath, slowly grinding against his palm. he continues finger-fucking his cum inside you while pinching and teasing your nub for a couple of minutes before he completely stops and removes his hands from your core.
before you can voice out your dissapointment and need in the form of a whine, his fingers are inside your mouth.
"you're never satisfied, are you?"
you let out a hum at the heady taste of both of your mixed arousals and maintain eye contact with him as you lick and suck his fingers, as you would his cock.
"such a whore," he chuckles and removes his fingers from your mouth as he slowly lifts you up from his lap. he looks around for your panties which he carelessly discarded earlier and once he finds it, he helps you put them on.
soonyoung pecks your lips as he runs a finger over the drenched white lace that sticks to your folds. you shudder and let your head fall against his shoulder as he shoves a finger inside your pussy again, this time the fabric snug against your walls.
"pretty baby's pretty hole is all mine, yeah?" he coos.
you nod shyly and he pecks your lips, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear.
"keep all of my cum inside you, okay?" he places another gentle kiss on your lips again.
"i want you to go home like this," and again.
"go to your bedroom," and again.
"and touch yourself for me."
"can my pretty baby do that for me?"
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wwinterwitch · 2 years
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nothing compares | namor x fem!reader
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summary: there's not really a plot, it's just filth
pairing: namor x human!fem!reader
word count: 1,8K
warnings/what to expect: SMUT 18+ (MINORS DNI), grinding, oral (fem receiving), overstimulation, fingering, p in v sex (unprotected), multiple orgasms, dirty talk, kinda softdom!namor, established relationship, not explicit but reader is latina/has latin american roots, spoilers free
note: I just really needed to write something involving this painfully hot man or I would've combust. I hope you enjoy!
note 2: My fic used to include Namor talking in spanish but it's been edited out to be respectful of his background. I will keep the reader's expression in spanish tho because it's my own little way of celebrating my latine roots after watching the movie and I don't want my fic to lose that because it does mean a lot me.
a reblog and/or comment on my posts really help me out as a content creator so thank you in advance if you take the time to do either!
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There's nothing that could compare to this feeling. The sensation of his body against yours, his lips exploring your body with a devotion you've only seen in the way he makes love to you.
Everything's just perfect. From his teeth marking your neck to his hands gripping your hips just a little bit tighter whenever you pull his hair. From your fingers tracing down his firm back to his erection repeatedly rubbing against your soaked underwear.
He pulls away from your neck to meet your lips once again, practically melting into you as he leans impossibly closer, sharing a kiss so passionate you felt dizzy as your legs wrap around his hips to keep him as close as you possibly could.
A grunt left his lips when he moved his hips once again, his cock fully pressed to your clothed pussy. It was impossible to control himself as he started to move, trying to keep the slowest rhythm possible as he felt your wet underwear against him.
He moves back from the kiss, smirking when he realizes how you lean up in an attempt to continue kissing him. A hand reaches your neck to keep you in place just instants before he rocks his hips in one slow, sensual move, making you moan in response.
"You have no idea how much I missed you," Namor says, his hand around your neck still.
"Missed you too...," you're able to say, a moan escaping your lips again when he moves again, "...so much."
"Yeah?" he asks with a smirk, enjoying seeing your desperation grow with each movement of his hips. You were only able to nod. "Tell me."
"I missed you so much...I was hoping you'll come to visit me soon. It's been so long, and I can't make myself cum the way you do...I need you, mi amor. Please..."
You could feel his grip on your neck tightening as you spoke, his eyes dark with desire and his cock twitching after your confession.
Encouraged by your words, he let go of your neck to grab both of your legs, moving them away from his body to spread them open again. His hands were resting on each of your knees before trailing down the inside of your things, eyes never leaving your face as he admired your reaction to his touch.
Namor takes your panties off in a rushed, determined move. He keeps his hands on your hips right after throwing the piece of clothing to the floor, moving down your body. His tongue licks up your belly before he moves further down.
You look down to find him already looking up, smiling like he won the biggest price before he licked a single strap up your folds, the contact of his tongue against your clit sending shivers down your spine, moaning softly. He continued to taste you with his tongue. At first he was very gentle, but then he started to move his tongue way faster, his eyes looking up at you while you continued to moan for him.
He had no mercy. Sucking on your clit as hard as he could, tongue occasionally teasing your entrance, the way he didn't care to be loud and messy...he was determined to make you cum as soon as possible.
And you could feel your orgasm approaching. The fact that he repeatedly looked up at you and the work he was doing with his skillful mouth were driving you to the edge.
You cum with a loud moan, Namor's arms hooking around your legs to keep you as still as possible while he continues. It's not like it was necessary for him to move back to breathe anyway.
Managing to stand up just enough to get a better look of him, you felt like you could cum again just because of this sight. Namor holding onto you and keeping your legs open for him, eyes closed as he enjoys savoring you, almost humming against you as he continues to eat you out like it's his favorite thing in the entire world.
It was a matter of time before you felt your second orgasm approaching. By the time it hits you, you collapse back on the bed as you feel Namor's grip on you tightening to keep you from closing your legs.
The fact that you just had two orgasms only encouraged him to continue his attack at the fastest speed he could possibly achieve, his mouth creating the filthiest sounds against your wet cunt.
You had to hold onto the sheets of your bed, feeling the tears in the corner of your eyes while he sucked on your clit. Your legs shake and your whole body spasms with your third orgasm, and you felt like crying out loud when you realized he's still not going to stop.
He gave you just a couple of seconds to relax, pulling his mouth away from you but quickly moving his hand to your pussy. The feeling of his thumb barely rubbing your clit made you tremble all over again, whimpering.
"Please...," you say. It was unclear to you if you were asking for a break or for him to put his fingers inside you already.
"Please what, my love?" he questions, mouth and chin all covered in your juices. The fact that he just didn't seem to care, not wanting to clean himself off after his attack on you was slowly driving you insane.
"I– I don't..." you attempt to say, whimpering once again. "Can't...think."
Namor gives you a quick and sympathetic "Aww" in a clearly teasing manner before leaning down so his entire body would be closer to you again. His fingers start exploring your folds until they're at your entrance, making you shudder again. "What's the matter? Can't think properly when I make love to you?"
You nod eagerly, whimpering against his lips when he's kissing you again with as much devotion and need as ever. As soon as you feel two of his fingers entering you, your arms wrap around his neck in a desperate attempt to just do something. He was fucking you stupid, barely making it possible for you to move or talk without him instructing you to.
His tongue explores your mouth as his fingers curl inside you, and the taste of your own arousal invading your mouth mixed with the way his fingers move in and out of your still sensitive core only makes your situation worse.
You were so dizzy you were practically his doll right now. He could move you around however he pleases and you won't dare to complain because everything he does to your body just feels too good.
Due to how sensitive your whole body was, and the fact that his fingers kept curling inside you with no intention of ever slowing down, it was inevitable that a fourth orgasm would flow across your entire body. It forces you to move your head to the side to escape his kiss, panting as he whispers praises to you against your cheek, his hot breath hitting your skin as his fingers are still buried deep inside you.
"You think you can take my cock now?" he asks in the sweetest tone, contrasting with the words he just spoke and the way he didn't want to give your body any rest.
He awaits for your answer while he fixes your messy hair, moving it away from your face before one of his hands holds onto your chin, looking down at you. "Yes, please," was your response, earning a smirk from him.
"Always so polite," he comments in a joking manner, secretly enjoying the way you'd always ask for him to do things to you...how you never care to beg for him. He'll never get enough of it.
His fingers finally slip out of you and he moves his hand up to your lips. You understood the message fairly quickly, licking his fingers clean while he observes you proudly. He then uses that same hand to stroke himself a few times before he starts entering you in the slowest way possible, wanting to enjoy the feeling of your walls stretching around every inch of him.
You hold onto him as he enters you, every inch that disappears inside of you makes you that much desperate, rocking your hips up until he starts to hold you tighter, keeping you in place. Despite being so sensitive, you needed him to move already.
He's finally completely inside of you, and he takes a moment to take in the feeling of his cock entirely buried deep inside before moving his hips back, his cock sliding out of your tight hole as both of you moan at the feeling of it. It didn't take long for him to lose all sense of self control, starting to rock his hips in a faster rhythm as you hold onto his bicep, looking up at him with pleading eyes.
Namor completely gives in to the feeling, fucking you in a fast yet incredibly loving manner, trying to show you how much he loves you while also making it clear to you the way your body drives him crazy. To have a literal God worshiping you in this way...it was impossible for you not to let that go to your head.
He's gripping your hips with such strength, leaving a trail of sloppy kisses all around your neck, cock repeatedly hitting a particularly sensitive spot deep inside you...all of that is only contributing to your next orgasm rapidly approaching. You can tell he's close too, his grunts, praises and curses crashing into the skin of your neck like the waves were crashing against the shore the first time you met him.
"Fuck, just like that," he mutters close to your ear. "Keep squeezing me just like that," he added, the comment making you realize the way your walls are tightening around him as you're about to cum yet again thanks to him.
You finally cum with a loud call of his name, holding onto him for dear life as you spasm underneath him once again, tears falling from your eyes as you feel yourself in heaven for the fifth time. He keeps fucking you as you bite onto his shoulder in an attempt to muffle your sounds. Namor rocks his hips a few more times, his loudest grunt yet falling from his lips when he's filling you with his cum, giving a couple of hard, decisive thrusts to secure his cum inside you.
After a few seconds of entire bliss, you feel his fingers wiping your tears away before he once again makes sure to brush your hair away from your face. His eyes were looking down at you with such love, it was once again contrasting with the way he just fucked you. You run a hand up and down his arm affectionately in response, eagerly receiving his kiss when he leans down closer to you.
"You did so good for me," he praises you in a loving voice.
And as he continues to gently kiss your lips, cock still inside you and hands carefully roaming across your body, you once again could confirm that there is absolutely nothing in this world that could ever compare to this feeling. Absolutely no one could ever compare to Namor. You're entirely his, just like he's entirely at your mercy. You wouldn't have it any other way.
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robinsno1lesbian · 2 months
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𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫!𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 - 𝐑.𝐁.
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𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: rockstar robin™️ thoughts
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 18+ mature content! (MDNI), mention of alcohol & weed, nipple play, oral, fingering & finger sucking, strap-on-sex, phone sex, mutual (?) masturbation, semi-public sex, hair pulling, implied voyeurism & exhibitionism, light spanking, didn’t beta-read and it’s showing.
𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: god damn that’s a long list of warnings. anyway, thank you @aylasology for your rockstar!robin content and for bringing me back to tumblr. definitely check out ayla’s rockstar robin content here !! :)
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⭒ hear me out: her signing your tits. anyway-
⭒ rockstar!robin eating you out from behind. that’s it. that’s the thought.
⭒ like???? her hands massaging your ass, her rings leaving marks on your skin while she’s absolutely devouring you: hair up in a messy bun, her tongue buried deep inside of you, spit and slick drooling down her chin.
⭒ good girls go to heaven, bad girls go backstage type of situation.
⭒ rockstar!robin has her nipples pierced idc 👁️👁️
⭒ the way she has to be at least a little bit muscular from spending hour on stage, jumping while holding her guitar and shit…
⭒ she will lift you up and pin you against a wall.
⭒ and fuck you against it while she’s holding your legs.
⭒ eating her out in the back of her tour bus? yes.
⭒ her hand guiding you by the back of your head, occasionally pulling your hair, while the other is holding a joint.
⭒ “yes. a little lower…yeah- fuck, right there!”
⭒ and she is vocal. letting you hear all those low groans and praise for you while you’re making her feel good.
⭒ her fucking you in front of a full length mirror in the backstage area???? putting her fingers in your mouth and watching you gag on them??? while she’s pounding you from behind???
⭒ no but what if i said ruined orgasm? her leaving you on the edge as she goes up on stage?
⭒ i mean?? imagine her rasping “stay here, i’ll be right back” against your lips?!
⭒ and when she does come back, sweat stained and breathless and ready for you, she lays you down and makes sure to make up by putting her mouth on you.
⭒ even with her head between your thighs she still talks dirty.
⭒ “fuck you taste so good. you’re so wet for me too, god. waited all this time for me to come back and fuck you so good”
⭒ kissing her tattoos? kissing her tattoos!
⭒ the phone sex when she’s on tour and you’re waiting for her to come back? fucking phenomenal.
⭒ she calls you whenever you’re not with her so she can hear your voice and so she can hear you cum through the phone
⭒ her voice is more than enough to get you off.
⭒ “that’s it, that’s a good girl. touch yourself for me, hm?”
⭒ but she prefers to take you on tour with her, prefers it when you’re around so she can ruin you in various hotel rooms. or her tour bus. or the dressing rooms.
⭒ oh and the eye contact while she’s performing??
⭒ she knows how much you love to watch her perform: her long, delicate fingers around the guitar neck, the way she moves, the way her muscles flex.
⭒ and you record all of her performances on your camcorder.
⭒ that same camcorder that has a video of her fucking you on it.
⭒ “so good for me. god you’re so fucking pretty like this”
⭒ imagine her taking her rings off to fuck you, sliding them off of her fingers one by one.
⭒ she’s definitely into leaving marks all over your body. whether it’s hickeys on your neck or love bites all over your thighs while whispering “mine” against your skin.
⭒ plus her nails will always leave crescent shaped marks in your hips & thighs after she’s done eating you out.
⭒ sucking rockstar!robin off backstage.
⭒ “such a good girl, getting that strap ready for your pretty pussy”
⭒ she definitely enjoys to make you beg for it. on your knees, with mascara staining your cheeks and her hand on your cheek.
⭒ “you want it bad, don’t you pretty girl? come on, say it. say it for me. tell me what you want”
⭒ she definitely enjoys watching you.
⭒ and it’s your favorite way of getting her attention too.
⭒ she’s sitting on a bed in a motel room, trying to write down new songs?? you will start humping one of her pillows until she gives you the attention you desperately crave. she’s pacing back and forth, trying to figure out a guitar riff?? you will sit down on the edge of a table and spread your legs for her. she’s rolling a joint?? you will sit on her lap and ride her thigh.
⭒ you’re always wearing her clothes or tour merch and she fucking loves it.
⭒ she prefers taking it off though.
⭒ and fucking you in nothing but her band shirt, pulling you back by the hair as she snaps her hips forward over and over again.
⭒ her mumbling “take it” in your ear as she pulls your back flush against her front by the hair???
⭒ she takes you to the recording studio sometimes. to “motivate her”, she claims.
⭒ when, in reality, it’s just so she can drag you into the nearest bathroom and finger fuck you while covering your mouth with her hand.
⭒ “we don’t want them to hear how much of a desperate slut you are, do we?”
⭒ she stuffs your lace panties into her pocket when she’s done, leaving you flustered and with no other option but to go commando for the rest of the day.
⭒ easier access for her though….
⭒ she takes you to most of her shows so you can watch her perform, plays her newest songs for you on her guitar and dedicates them all to you <3<3
⭒ when the scratch marks on her back are showing through her tank top on stage >>>
⭒ that woman cannot keep her mouth shut and you love it.
⭒ literally talks you through it over and over again until you’re an overstimulated mess for her.
⭒ “oh, right there? yeah? want me to keep going? use your words for me baby”
⭒ she carries polaroid pictures of you with her wherever she goes.
⭒ plus she constantly takes more pictures for her collection: your body in pretty lingerie she got you or in nothing but one of her oversized shirts, the marks on your thighs, you bent over her lap…
⭒ you love how rough she gets with you after a long night out.
⭒ (after you spent half the night teasing her, grinding your ass against her while you’re dancing, only for you to feel the hard bulge of her strap through her pants.)
⭒ both of you slightly tipsy as she pushes you against the wall the second you’re behind closed doors, lifting one of your legs around her hip as you grind against her desperately.
⭒ “such a dirty slut. can’t stop yourself from grinding your ass against me all night. did you want this? hm? bet you wanted me to fuck you right there on the dance floor for everyone to see!”
⭒ and while she would never actually do it, she loves to be vocal about her fantasies in moments like these.
⭒ “bet you would love to get fucked in front of all of them hm? next time i might bend you over on stage, let them see your face when you cum all over my strap. they all suspect that you’re my girlfriend already. they should know you’re my pretty slut too”
⭒ and then she spins you around, bends you over and fucks you against the wall with her hands holding you by the hair.
⭒ and slapping your ass whenever you’re squirming for her.
⭒ “hold still, pretty girl. let me make you feel good”
🎸⋆⭒˚。⋆
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taegimood · 5 months
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small chest reader w taehyun? honestly we need more small boobie lovers 😭💔
*short circuits* YES PLS MORE SMALL BOOBIE LOVERS 😖 also i got WAYYY too into this. i am: Wet
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taehyun sitting back on the couch while he has you straddling his lap, shirt and bra discarded to the side — you’re shyly fiddling with the hem of his shirt as he looks up at you endearingly, big hands slowly tracing your body; your ass, your hips, sliding along the curves of your waist before finally making their way up to your breasts.
they look so cute and small in his hands as he cups them, thumbs caressing the skin as you sigh out, his eyes staying locked on yours all the while, even as he slowly leans in to press a kiss against one nipple and then to the other — not breaking eye contact the entire time.
“such cute little tits, baby.” he murmurs as he massages them in his hands. your bottom lip is tugged between your teeth as you watch his movements in anticipation, hips twitching, tempted to grind down on him but knowing that he wouldn’t let you. taehyun’s foreplay is slow and torturous when he wants it to be; times like these when he’s feeling patient, feeling like worshipping your body until you’re trembling with need before he even gets anywhere near your pussy.
him slowly leaning forward again to take your nipple into his mouth, pulling at it languidly, pinching the other between his fingertips as his teeth graze over your bud.. you’re shivering and moaning softly, gripping his shoulders and arching your back into his mouth when he starts to suck <3
will refuse to touch you further if you start grinding on him; he’d immediately stop and lean back against the couch, waiting with an eyebrow cocked, not having to say a word for you to stop obediently and whine out an apology.
“be patient, baby girl. want me to fuck you, right?” you nod vigorously and he continues as he leans in again, “then stay still until i say so if you want to cum at all today.” before latching onto your breasts again, sucking harsh hickies all over them until he’s satisfied with the pretty marks that show you’re his.
taehyun is always telling you how pretty your little tits are.. always giving them a possessive squeeze and leaning in to whisper in your ear, “these are mine.” if you’re ever feeling insecure about how small they are compared to others, he’s sure to remind you how ridiculous that is as he fucks you too good to even care anymore, giving them extra special attention when you’re feeling particularly sad about it.
he’d spit on your tits and then massage them with it, or finger you till you’re dripping before smearing your arousal all over your nipples to suck them clean right after. making you ride him so he has a full view of your tits bouncing in front of his face; fucking you rough in missionary so he can slap them, grunting out “yeah, you fucking love that, huh? love feeling like my little whore? love it when i slap your pretty tits like that?” and it has you moaning and gushing around him INSTANTLY.
he’s also a pussy slapper just saying.. giving your pussy a slap before diving in to eat you out.. SLAPPING IT WITH HIS COCK BEFORE HE ENTERS YOU.. making you cum by that alone.. ANYWAY BACK TO THE TOPIC
taehyun fucking you so hard that when you cum your body automatically jerks nearly completely off of his cock from the force of your orgasm, but he just yanks you back down on it without missing a beat and continues fucking you, his pace never changing as you cream around him pathetically~
his aftercare is so protective and full of love, though, caressing your boobs softly while being careful not to press down on any of the hickies.. peppers gentle kisses to your jaw and lips, whispering about how beautiful you are and how you never have to feel insecure with him because he loves your and your little boobs so much ㅠㅠ he doesn’t care what size they are. you’re just so so sexy to him and he always makes sure to tell you that <3
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pandoraslxna · 8 months
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⋆。° ✮ minors dni 🔞
⋆。° ✮ Kinktober masterlist
⋆。° ✮ Warnings: oral (m receiving), sub!Ao‘nung, jealousy, praise
⋆。° ✮ adult Ao’nung art was made by the amazing @cinetrix 🩵
⋆。° ✮ Translation: Sevin = pretty
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"Nghh– Oh eywa, sevin, I’m gonna..."
The words come out in a breathless rush as Ao’nung says them. He’s leaning against a rock down at the shore, looking down at you, who kneels in front of him, sliding his length out of your mouth in one long, smooth motion.
Pulling off, you gently support Ao’nungs cock at the base with one hand and stroke it with the other as it flexes and twitches.
"Calm, Nungy", you purr, eyes determined and pleased before you flick your tongue whisper-light over his tip.
Ao’nung inhales long and shaky and exhales through slightly pursed lips. "Okay", he then says. "Keep going."
A few more gentle strokes of your fingers, then you take his cock down your throat in one go, lips and tongue making quiet wet sounds. Your other hand cups his balls deftly, kneading the tightened skin at the back with your fingers, and then you start to bob your head.
The way you do it looks practiced, almost relaxed, and it’s a stark contrast to Ao’nungs. He’s curved slightly forward, abs flexed, thighs pushing outwards— his whole body a testament to the strain of teetering on the edge.
Your tongue flutters, before you draw it firmly up the underside of his cock, that’s now flushed a deep, almost painful-looking purple color, and close your lips to suckle on the head. Your thumb and forefinger circle the base, a hard grip to stave off Ao’nungs impending eruption, so close you can feel the vibration deep in his balls.
But then you pull off once more, a silvery line of spit dripping in a long line from his leaking tip, glistening as it catches the sunlight. Holding your grip at the base, you look up at him again.
A dismayed little grunt escapes Ao’nungs lips. "Please, sevin", he groans. "I need to come."
"Breathe", you reply with a teasing smirk, tightening the squeeze. "Just one more time, I promise it‘ll feel good. Deep breath, handsome, come on now. I thought you were good at this?"
He is. And so he nods, closing his eyes and taking in a tenuous, shaky breath that does nothing to calm the tension in him. He does it again, longer.
And again.
His eyes open.
"Okay", he says, and doesn’t manage any more than that.
"Good boy", you smile, then bend to lick and suck at his ball, place a little kiss on the underside of his cock while staring up at him with lidded eyes. This time when you take Ao’nung in again, you tilt your head and keep the eye contact, making sure he’s watching as you sink onto it.
You keep the suction constant, stroking your tongue up and down and drawing your mouth almost off before filling yourself up again.
Ao’nung can’t keep his hips still any longer, pulsing them needfully, fingers gripping white on the rock.
"Yeah, fuck", Ao’nung breathes. "Just like that, keep- keep going, fuck. Oh fuck—" and he breaks with a drawn out groan of relief, wracked with shudders, pumping stream after stream of hot cum into your mouth. You’re staying on, sucking, milking him, lips and tongue coaxing every shudder, every twitch until finally Ao’nung calms, emptied of pressure. Deflated.
His unstable laugh has you removing your hands to rest on his muscular thighs, a smug, indulgent smile curling your lips.
"Okay, I admit it", Ao’nung says after a few moments, once he’s gathered his wits about you again. "You were right. You give better head than Ak'tari."
"You see? It’s not all about how it looks", you say, smiling proudly.
Ao’nung laughs again. "It looked pretty good from up here, sevin."
"You know", you begin, taking Ao’nungs hand that he offered to help you stand up. "I’ve also been told that I ride better than her.”
Ao’nung cocks an eyebrow at this, his smirk turning sly as he asks, "you��re not talking about ilu’s, aren’t you?"
"Nope."
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chrollohearttags · 11 months
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Can’t stop thinking about Eren and Reiner having a munch off and seeing who can make you cum the hardest.
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(Cause we all know the biggest munches out of all the men are them like… 🧎🏾‍♀️)
BAYBEEEE! Literally sitting here going half crazy 😫 both of humanity’s best eaters at the SAME TIME?! oh, let’s just get into it..it’s been a while since I’ve written a lil 3sum and y’all picked my husbands too 😵‍💫🌚
content warning: threesome, oral sex, spit play, fingering, slapping, the boys arguing over you 😭, choking
“C’mon, darling. Keep your legs open for us, okay?”
“And move that fucking hand, I won’t say it again..”
the complete and utter contrast of two men working vehemently on the same mission. One, as sweet as could be..always gentle and so attentive to your needs. The other, a bit more aggressive with a tendency to get rough in bed. But you always left satisfied..both with one common goal in mind..to make you come your brains out! Reiner Braun and Eren Jaeger, long time friends and coworkers of yours. For as long as you had known either of them, they acted exactly like this. Reiner, always subtly and shyly flirting with you, as if he were too nervous to talk. And Eren being playful and silly, even poking fun at you from time to time. You had never known them to be particularly close and they’d had their fair share of arguments but the one thing they shared was their infatuation with you! Each man vying for your attention and trying to get at least one shot to make you theirs. From that pretty smile, prettier face and kind spirit. Not to mention that beautiful body..they were smitten. But you had an even better solution: let them both have you!
so after a few drinks and some sultry confessions, the three of you made your way to the bedroom and from there, things only grew more intense. Going from making out with each man, both feeding you sloppy kisses until Reiner began to feel up on your breasts, removing them from your tank top as he bent down to flick his tongue on your nipples. Eren on the other hand shoved his fingers into your panties and began rubbing on your clit. Taking turns in delivering pleasure throughout your body..eventually, you found yourself flat on your back, legs dangling in the air and both of their faces buried between your thighs; tongues only mere inches apart as they both lapped on those folds.
“..she’s so wet, does that feel good, sweetheart?” Reiner’s gravelly voice rang out over the sound of him sucking your clit so profusely. You couldn’t believe how sloppily he devoured you…a stark contrast from the rather reserved man you knew at your job. But Eren wasn’t one to be outdone either. Pushing him with a gentle shove, he’d pump those fingers in and out of that tightness, tugging gently on your folds with his teeth before spitting down onto it. Moving with the precision of a well oiled machine yet the other was only interested in bringing you to a climatic peak first. And needless to say, they were getting rather competitive.. “Yeah, no thanks to you. C’mon, baby. That country bumpkin can’t eat this pretty ass pussy like I can. He has no idea what to do with you. Tell him.” Eren giving you that cocky smirk as his digits remained inside of you..slowly moving as he brought the other hand to your jaw and tapped lightly. You’d soon find yourself suckling his fingers to pacify your moans and you had never felt more submissive, falling underneath his spell. However, Reiner had no plans of sitting back and allowing him to get the credit. Shoving him back, he’d swirl his tongue around your bud, gliding a hand up between your breasts to your throat to clutch lightly. He’d tilt your head down to ensure all focus was on him and him alone. “Eyes on me, darling. You don’t need that arrogant jackass, do ya? I’ll give ya’ all you need. Isn’t that right?” Giving you a wink as he sucked a little longer on your clit that previously before and not breaking eye contact once. Meanwhile, the only thing that you could do was moan and scream; barely catching your breath as you felt that climax coming on..just like the three previous ones they had drawn forth from you. One making you cream all over his fingers and the other finishing it out by coaxing out a stream of squirt. Regardless of their little competition, one thing was for certain: you’d never let either of them go!
@violetxxvenom here you go boo 🤭🫶🏾
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jaylienpotter · 9 months
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Rosekiller smut, requested by @star4daisy
TW: explicit sex, risky sex, blood, knife play, kink, dom sub, choking, dangerous behaviour, toxic relationship, dubious consent, mentions of necrophilia
2k words
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"Hey."
"Oh hi. I thought you went to Hogsmead." Evan had stayed behind, not in the mood to be social.
"I was going to but eh. Dora is going with Lovegood, Cas is with Mckinnon and Reg wants to drink tea." Barty rolled his eyes, not a fan of the calm and quiet. He'd much rather a firewhiskey. "Besides, I don't have the patience to see him staring at Potter."
"Jealous?"
"Nah. I got a great boyfriend. And..." He got close to Rosier, holding his tie. "He's hot as fuck." Ev knew his boyfriend still had some feelings for their best friend.
"Is he?" Barty pulled the green and silver tie, slightly choking the other boy while pulling him for a kiss. They both smirked during the make out, fighting for dominance. At one point it became less kissing and more so sucking and biting, pushing each other against walls, clothes flying around.
"You're mine." Evan would make sure Barty remembered that. Possessive? Yes. But that's just how they were. Toxic. And they wouldn't have it any other way.
Barty squat down and grabbed the other boy by the legs, throwing him over his shoulder and then again on the bed, kneeling on top of his legs to trap him. For some extra dramatic effect, he took the pocket knife he had at all times (don't ask) and pressed it against the Slytherin's throat.
"I win." Ev bit his lip shamelessly, glancing at the blade touching his skin, his pupils dilating. A dark eyebrow raised and the knife was dragged down, the blade always in contact with skin, sending shivers. The heavy breaths turned into a moan when the metal touched a specific spot on his left rib.
Barty pushed his tongue against the inside of his cheek, wondering. His mischievous stare went from green eyes to a ribcage, where he made pressure, leaving a small cut.
"Mh- fuck!" It hurt. But pain wasn't the reason behind the grip on the bedsheets.
"Kinky bastard."
"Shut the fuck up." Blade back where it was at the beginning. "Careful with the neck!"
"I'm offended, Rosier! As if I didn't know where to cut and not to cut if I want to kill someone."
"That's hot."
"Yeah? Y'know what else is? The dirty sounds that you made just now." After whispering in his ear, Crouch bit it and sat, doing another cut without warning.
"F-fuck!" It was deeper. Not only did Barty press a little harder, Evan arched his back, digging the knife even further.
"Aww, you're bleeding." There was absolutely no remourse or guilt, the tone purely sarcastic. He cleaned the blood with his fingers, pressing the wound a little. His boyfriend's squirms got him hard, repeating the movement.
"Mmh... Barty-" Two bloody fingers were licked and sucked clean. It was wrong of Barty to do it. And wrong of Evan to like it. But fuck it. The blood was licked directly on the cut, unheavenly sounds dancing around them.
"You always did like my tongue."
"Shut the fuck up and keep fucking going."
"Bossy." One cut on his abdomen. Two. Three. The fourth on his inner thigh, his dick peeking out of the boxers. "Someone wants to get out."
"Don't you dare touch my dick with that thing. That goes past all levels of kink."
"Relax. Don't you trust me?"
"Of course not." The one on top wasn't even offended, simply shrugged.
"Fair. Don't worry, I like your cock too much to damage it."
"Good because if you do, I'm cutting off yours."
"Feisty." While kissing, Crouch started cutting the sub's boxers from the inside, the tip of the knife digging into his skin sometimes. When both sides were cut, the underwear fell out, revealing red, bruised thighs and a throbbing cock, already leaking pre-cum. "Aww, such a pathetic little whore."
That was it. The switch in the blonde's brain. Strength wasn't on his side, he was hurting from all the wounds, several of them slightly bleeding. No, he had to go for the surprise effect.
"How about you talk less and kiss more?" It did the work. Barty started a trail of kisses from his inner thigh (where he bit), to his cock, to around his upper half, licking the red liquid as if it was juice. He could be a vampire and Ev wouldn't be surprised. If anything, it made things hotter. When their lips finally met, Rosier turned them around, blade fallen from the strong grip.
"You little fucker." The gleam in those beetle eyes showed amusement. He would seem angry to everyone else, but not to his boyfriend. Those eyes also carried madness but that aspect was clear as glass. "Good job, I can't move. Someone's learning."
"From the best." Their kiss was intense, mostly tongue and bites, the taste of their salivas mixed with the iron from Rosier's blood. "Can I mark you?"
"Mark me?" Intrigued, suspicious. As he should be. "Mark me how, exactly?" The knife was held by a different hand, less harshly, more delicate, equally as deadly.
"With this."
"You want to carve into my skin?"
"Mhm. I want to write something." This was the part where people would fight for freedom, scream, or plead. Of course Crouch did none of those.
"You're mental."
"I'm mental about you."
"Alright. Do it." Green eyes turned dark, not many people got to see this side of him. If you did, you were probably dead afterwards. Evan hadn't finished the first cut before Barty started laughing. Laughing!
"What the fuck are you laughing about?? The fuck Barty?!"
"It tickles!"
"It tickles?! It tickles?! Bloody psychopath, you are. Fucking laughing, I swear to Merlin..."
"You're saying that as if it was a surprise. Come on, babe. I tried to poison my father. Twice. I carry a knife with me. I've done so much shit and only now you realise I'm out of my bloody mind?"
"Shut up. You somehow always surprise me. Now hold still while I write!" He tried, he did. But he couldn't hold in the giggles from the pain and the feeling of blood dripping down his waist or inner thigh. "Stop moving, for fuck's sake! It's cutting deeper than its supposed to because you won't stay fucking still!"
"What's taking you so long anyways? The fuck are you writing?"
"I'd be faster if you stopped being a lunatic!" He took matters to his own hands (quite literally) and choked his boyfriend, hoping he couldn't laugh without breathing. It worked, to some extent. Barty still moved and it was harder to write with one hand. "Done! Bloody hell." After a cough, Crouch slightly lifted his body to see what his boyfriend did.
"Did you fucking carve 'EVAN' on my crotch??" The blonde licked the bloody knife, his boyfriend licking his lips, momentarily forgetting his question.
"Yes. So when you or your dick think of someone else, you'll have this little reminder of who you belong to."
"You're so fucking possessive." He wasn't mad. If anything, he thought it was hot. Ev getting so worked up because of Barty's ex crush on Regulus, the darkness that possessed his eyes when no one else was around, the grip he had on his lover. If Rosier fell, you bet he'd drag him along. And Barty would let him.
"I'm just claiming what's mine."
"And I'm the psychopath?!"
"We're both mental, love. But I hide it better." Hot whispers sent shivers to the boy below, the tattooed neck was invaded with tongue, lips and teeth, used as a canvas to leave dark spots on.
"We got a problem. How are we going to have sex? That shit tickled at first but now it's burning, I don't fancy bumping it against you fast and hard, you know?"
"I'll fuck you, obviously."
"Can't bend my legs, tosser."
"You're fucking thick. Get up." Once on their feet, Evan pushed the other against the wall, grinding from behind. "I can fuck you standing up..."
"What're you waiting for then?"
"You're not stretched enough." Neither of them had monstrous dicks but it was still difficult to penetrate dry.
"Use a spell or spit then!"
"Bossy." He extended his hand in front of his boyfriend's face, who got the message and filled it with saliva. Ev stroked his cock to make it slimy and used the remains of the wet substance to prep the hole he was about to destroy. Two fingers in, curling and scissoring impatiently.
"Mmh- go in, I can take it." Lean fingers were replaced with a shiny cock, struggling to slide in. Both boys adjusted their positions and soon enough, Evan's whole length was buried inside Barty. He didn't wait for a sign, beginning fast harsh thrusts with no warning. "F-fuck!"
"You're mine, Crouch. Got it? Mine. If I catch you with someone else, I'm killing them and then you. And I'll fuck your body afterwards." The boyfriend laughed again, it was annoying yet hot. As if he wasn't taking Rosier's words seriously. But they both knew damn well of what each other were able to do.
"Yes, my rose. Don't worry, your dick is my favourite."
"Is my dick all you care about?"
"Of course." He didn't need to see Barty's face. He knew he was smirking. He wouldn't be after his cock got grabbed, the grip too tight.
"You sure?" The one in front of him groaned and panted, reacting just the way he wanted.
"Your- lips are quite good too."
"If you're going to act like a whore, I'm gonna fucking use you like one." He grabbed a fistful of dark hair, yanking it back. His other hand still around a thick cock. He drilled himself inside the slut's ass, the intensity higher than usual. He moved his hands to choke him and press on the 'EVAN' wound.
"SHIT! Fuck!" The gasps and silent moans brought Ev to his limit, filling up his boyfriend. "Hey! Don't you fucking dare to stop! I haven't finished!"
"Too bad. You don't deserve it." Crouch leaned back, trying to go after the dick pulling out.
"You're fucking selfish! I like all of you, is that what you wanted to hear?"
"Yes. But it's not enough. If you want to cum, earn it." A dark eyebrow raised in response to the smirk.
"If you're expecting me to beg, it's not gonna happen." Rosier wasn't going to back down, stubborn motherfucker. His boyfriend was one too, though. Plus stronger. He pulled blonde hairs and pushed down, pressing on one of the cuts to double the boy down.
"Ah! Fucker!" Having got what he wanted, Ev on his knees, Crouch forced his mouth open with his thumb and slid his cock inside.
"Bite and I'll cut your throat, got it?!" Green eyes looked up at him, showing defeat. He fucked that smart mouth deep and ruthlessly, making a mess out of his drooling boyfriend. Not even giving him a chance to breathe until he came undone. "Swallow." Rosier pulled away and opened his mouth, showing his clean tongue. Tongue he then used to lick along the bloody cuts he inflicted. "I still can't believe you fucking carved your name onto my skin. You're bloody mental." Getting up, brushing their lips together, Evan whispered in a hushed voice, just before pulling Barty in for a deep kiss.
"Right back at you."
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lloromanic0 · 5 months
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Bill Kaulitz eating you out. That’s all thank you.
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It was a cold winter evening, Bill was laying on top of you while you played with his hair.
“Bill let me get up I’ll get us something to warm to drink .”
“Hhmm but you’re so warm,you’re going to leave me here freezing to death.” He whined, dramatically placing the back of his hand on his forehead.
“You’re such a drama queen.” You started to tickle him so he would get off you.
After laughing from all the tickling he looked at you with mad expression, you kissed him on the forehead and went to the kitchen.
While you were preparing some tea with honey, Bill came to the kitchen to join you.He just stood there looking at you, probably still mad that you tickled him just to get him off you.
After adding peppermint leaves to the boiled water,you got a spoon and added some honey to it accidentally dripping some on your fingers. You licked one of them tasting the sweet honey.
“Hhmm!” You exclaimed “This honey is so good Bill, try it.”
You extended your hand to him, your honey coated fingers almost touching his lips.
He shyly stuck his tongue out licking the tip of your middle finger, sliding his tongue down to lick between your middle and index finger.
Your face got hot seeing him lick your fingers so eagerly almost like he was enjoying it more than he should.
“So sweet…” he whispered pulling away from your, now clean fingers, making long eye contact with you.
You pulled Bill closer to you kissing him hungrily, he placed his hands on your hips rubbing them as he moaned in your mouth while you scratched his back and started to pull him down by the back of his shirt.
Bill was now on his knees looking up to you waiting for instructions, you sat on the kitchen counter spreading your legs as you winked at him.
“You know what to do baby.”
He placed his hands on your tights slowly massaging them, working his way up to your waist pulling your pants down to your ankles. As much as you pretended not to get affected by his touch the wet spot on your panties betrayed you.
Bill licked the wet spot over and over, making you tremble and whimper. After teasing you through your panties he pulled them down exposing your puffy clit and drenched hole, he bit his lower lip getting his mouth close to you pussy giving it one slick lick from your hole to your clit.
He sucked hard on you clit making you moan loudly and pull his hair each time he sucked that sweet stop of yours that he loved so much. Now using his tongue to pleasure your hole and his hand to move circles on your clit, you cried in pleasure from the double stimulation.
“Fuckkk yes Bill just like that- you’re so good for me- yeah~”
The praise made him smile internally and eat your pussy with much more dedication.
He loved pleasuring you, you could say he loved this as much as you did, for him your pleasure was always a priority.
He moved his tongue back to your clit sucking and licking it and at the same time bringing his hand up to your inner thighs teasing you, slowly making his way up to your hole easily inserting two fingers in, pumping them at a steady pace.
The way he was sucking made you go numb, it felt like he was made for this, you locked his head between your tights feeling like you were going to cum soon.
“I’m cumming Bill- shit…don’t stop.”
He curled his fingers inside you making you squeeze your tights even harder around his head and finally cumming all over his face.
He slightly pulled away just to look at your face,your heart beating fast as you tried to calm yourself down. He got up,now being at eye level with you, you wiped his chin with your hand and kissed him deeply breaking the kiss to whisper “I love you so much Bill”
“I love you too Y/N”
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sugudollz · 6 months
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⊹ ࣪ ˖ Satoru with a Mommy kink <3
MDNI!! Mommy kink. Nipple play (male & female receiving). He sucks on your nipples. You call him “sweet boy” like twice. Riding. I lowkey forgot this was supposed to be a mommy kink thing. Half-assed cuz I got bored. I didn’t know how to end it so the ending kind of sucks. Not proofread this also took like three days each time I wrote it at 1 am - 5 am 😬 scared to post this cuz I don’t like it but it won the poll so 😭
tags: @daburgershop
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Satoru is sitting down, squirming, with his back against the soft and comfortable sofa, hands gripping tightly onto the armrests as he bites down on his bottom lip harshly.
“M-Mommy, please!” Satoru manages to choke out a whine, saliva spilling past his lips as he proceeds to moan continuously like a broken record. You’re bouncing on his aching dick, the head of his hard cock hitting that sweet spot inside of your pussy.
“Hm? Please what, sweet boy?“ your hand reaches for Satoru’s flushed cheeks, his eyes going shut and his grip on the plush sofa growing impossibly forceful. Satoru is pouting, his legs starting to feel numb from the overwhelmingly pleasureful sensation.
“P-please… help me cum…” Satoru then opens his eyes, glassy and on the verge of becoming teary, making eye contact with your pretty, captivating eyes. He doesn’t know what it is, he just knows that the way you look at him almost tauntingly has him whining from enjoyment.
A frown plays on your lips when you process his words with your hands traveling down his face to his chest and landing on his swollen nipples, your index finger and thumb doing the job of twisting and pulling at them. Satoru is looking at you shyly as his cheeks go rosy from the heated feelings.
“I always make you cum.” You say this before forcing your incredible hips down onto his aching cock and creating an earth shattering moment.
Satoru nods when you state the fact that you always make him cum, but his bottom lip is tucked under his teeth as a tear slips from his lash line, all from pure lust.
“Yes, you do… Mommy…” Satoru whimpers softly, barely audible. He throws his head back against the pliable pillows of the sofa as a moan makes its way through his pretty, sore lips.
After a moment, Satoru’s eyes drift down to watch the way your pussy envelopes his dick, mesmerized by the way you clench around him and use him to help you finish. Bright blue eyes are stuck on the way your juices are dripping down slowly on his flushed cock as you bounce on it, pleasuring both you and him.
“Mommy, it feels s’good…” Satoru’s eyes roll to the back of his head while drool leaks down to his chin and he’s barely able to focus on anything but the pleasure and the sound of your skin slapping against his skin. Giggling, you stare his fucked out expression down, a smile embracing your lips now.
“Yeah? You feel good?” The delightful sensation in Satoru’s body has him ruining the white bedsheets by clawing and holding onto them for dear life. Your warm, tight walls clenching down on his pretty dick as you bounce up and down and Satoru’s gaze fixes on your tits jiggling from the force of your hips work.
Satoru really can’t look away from your gorgeous, sweaty self, his baby blue eyes stuck on your pretty boobs bouncing along with your hips as you take in his cock, going up to his sensitive tip and slamming back down roughly to his pelvis. With his eyes going wide, Satoru feels tears forming all because of how insanely good he was feeling, all because of a silly name that got both of you worked up.
“Mommy!” Cries Satoru when you speed up the pace of your unforgiving hips, your fingers doing gods work by pinching his reactive nipples with your fingers and pushing him to edge. You’re eyeing his obviously vulnerable facial expression as you pull at his sore nipples.
Suddenly, Satoru’s hands grab at your tits and begin fondling them, not-so-secretly ogling the way your skin slips through the gaps between his fingers. After a gentle squeeze, Satoru brings your nipples to his mouth and looks up at you with what could have been mistaken for innocent eyes.
With that, he plops one of your nipples into his mouth and starts sucking on it, careful not to accidentally have his teeth scrape the delicate area. He’s watching your face contort into one of pure ecstasy form the unexpected action.
His other hand is groping your other boob to not leave it neglected, and Satoru’s eyes roll to the back of his head as if he was receiving the sucking. Your breasts are still bouncing as do your hips but in that moment you feel a knot in your stomach tie and your hips stutter, warning you that your orgasm is nearing.
Satoru notices the way your cunt clamps down on his dick, sucking him in like a vice. He then feels his release coming closer and his mouth moves to your other nipple on your other boob and sucks like his life depends on it.
“Mommy, ‘m gonna cum!” Satoru whimpers as he closes his eyes from the overwhelming pleasure he’s receiving, his mouths work on your nipple stopping because he’s too focused on earning that orgasm.
“Me too, sweet boy,” you say breathlessly as your attack on Satoru’s cock grows furious in hopes of bringing both yours and his finish to the edge. “Cum for Mommy, Satoru, you can do it.” You encourage the mess of a man that’s desperate under you and with a final drop of your hips, Satoru’s releasing his thick, heavy load into your pussy, reaching almost to your womb.
Satoru can’t even keep his eyes open at this point, the force of his orgasm taking all of his attention. With his finish, you’re brought to yours as well and your pussy is gushing all over his dick as chants of “mommy, mommy, mommy,” escape out of his lips as if stuck on repeat.
He’s shivering, poor Satoru, from the earth shattering release and poor boy looks so sensitive and fucked after his orgasm, resting his body on the sofa as he pants heavily and his body is limp.
Standing on your knees that are placed on either side of Satoru, you get off of his dick and admire the way his cum leaks out of your cunt and the way yours covers his thick cock. Satoru, however, is on the verge of passing out with all the heavy breathing and soul crushing pleasure from just moment ago.
“That was…” Satoru manages to breathe out but he’s obviously panting. “So good, Mommy,” his voice sounds so euphoric, even with the breathlessness in his tone. Opening his eyes just barely, he peers up at you as you’re still catching your breath.
You don’t respond, only nodding your head and falling to the side of him, your arm covering your eyes.
With that, both you and Satoru drift off to sleep.
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