#give us the gag reel

[niyana-the-ambiguous-mobian]

How annoying is it when they have gag reels in movies and they’re usually at most 2 minutes long? Like c’mon guys, there’s definitely more bloopers you can show us other than the “best ones” selection, they’re ALL best ones, let us see these actors flub up their lines and goof off more with their costars pls.

#I was watching the Inifinty war bloopers and was disappointed that it was only 2 minutes #it’s a almost THREE HOUR MOVIE and all you can give us is two minutes of goofy bloopers? unacceptable #it’s bad enough Pixar doesn’t do these anymore but let us get more time with these please… #bloopers #gag reel #blooper reel

[rileysluvr]

simon riley has a thing for lips. your lips, more specifically.

whenever you’re with him, he can’t help but have his attention focused entirely on your pretty lips. stationary or not, smiling or frowning; tunnel-vision takes over and everything outside turns to muffled ringing and blurry objects. they’re just so sweet and full, and the different glosses you coat your lips in throughout the many days at work all have low groans threatening to spill over his own, each and every time he lays eyes on you. though, the only word that comes to his mind as his gaze is tracing over every curve and divot when he knows you aren’t looking, is fuckable. and he knows it’s wrong, but…

your lips would look so, so good wrapped around his cock. as far as the head goes, anyway; he knows just the tip would suffice in filling that tiny mouth of yours. still, his mind runs rampant at the thought of seeing just how much you can take. how long he can use you until you’re absolutely writhing and crying under him, begging for a break.

the way your lips would stretch and turn swollen in a way only he could give you, the prospect has him reeling. he’d turn a perfect, clever thing such as yourself into a fucked-out, ruined little toy. drool pouring from the corners of your mouth, nodding your dizzy head and smiling for more despite already taking everything he gave you.

unfortunately, simon riley doesn’t think his morals could become any more corrupt when he backs you into a corner and discovers you’ve never taken a cock in your mouth, ever.

the smirk on his face grows at your confession, and even more when he sees how flustered and embarrassed you’re getting under his stare. you had no choice but to tell him, you think. he takes your face in his big hands, mumbling something along the lines of, “poor thing…it’s alright, love. i’ll teach ya.”

and before you know it, mental entrapment becomes reality when he’s pushing you to your knees, back against the cold wall as you watch him pull his hard dick out from the confines of his cargo pants. big and mean, just like the rest of him, and you whimper at the lone sight of it. he’s pulling the tactical glove off his burly fist and throwing it somewhere off to the side as you watch dumbly, and wrapping his fingers around the throbbing veins and sheer width of his shaft.

you can’t say you’ve ever been this intimidated by anything, but you absentmindedly lick your lips with hunger as you await whatever he’ll give you, watching him slowly fist his fat cock right in front of your worried face. he snickers at the sight, mumbling more to himself: “i’ve finally got you on your knees, and you still manage to test me.”

“open up, baby, that’s right. stick that pretty tongue out, just like that. i’ll go easy on you,” he huffs, and you listen instantly.

“fuck. watch the teeth, watch it,” he tisks, and when you can’t listen—because, well, who could while being this dumbified on cock? it’s your first time, you can’t be blamed—he’s forced to shove a thumb in your mouth, right beside his cock to hold your jaw down. it’s a tight fit and your lips sting and jaw hurts from the further strain, but a few words can cure all. “that’s right, pretty girl. just lemme use this mouth like we both need, and i’ll reward you soon enough.”

“y’know how long i’ve been meanin’ to do this?” of course, you can only respond with muffled gags as he shoves himself deeper, back of your head pressing up against the wall behind you almost painfully, testing your limits. tears blur your vision but you keep your eyes on him because he told you to, and you’d be crazy not to listen to your lieutenant, even if his ethics have strayed to nothing short of utterly debauched.

“always teasin’ me with those fuckin’ lips, like you knew i’d be watching, eh? that was your goal, yeah, to get me t’teach you how to put them to good use? ‘cause it worked, lovie…doin’ so fuckin’ good for me already… ‘nd we’re gonna make you even better.”

you rub your thighs together and even try to rock your hips a bit, searching for any semblance of pleasure that’s equivalent to his, but it wont come. he laughs at you again, that fucking laugh that shouldn’t turn you on as much as it does. “isn’t that right, princess?”

afterwards, he’ll shove his spent cock back in his pants and redo his buckle as he watches you, desperately panting on the ground in front of him and catching your breath. grasping at your throat, shoulders heaving, beautiful. he’ll join you in kneeling on the floor, frowning sarcastically when you’re barely able to meet his eyes while his are fixated on yours. and christ, the way your saliva and his cum drips over the edges just like he had imagined— no, even better. tears are permanently welled at your waterline and it’s no less than a gorgeous sight. he’ll study your every feature, every detail on your face that can give him any insight to what you’re thinking, feeling, wanting.

rather, it’s the way you shift in your uncomfortable spot and your thighs are squeezed together in his peripheral that has one corner of his lips curling, a scoff of amusement leaving his lungs. oh, he’s got you. his bare hand comes up to cup your face and the thumb that was once prying your jaw apart for his pleasure now caresses the apple of your cheekbone, almost lovingly, like he really cares.

“is my pretty girl wet?” he teases, giving you no time to compute the happenings of before your throat was tainted with the bitter-sweetness of his cum. he pushes a knee between both of yours, ignoring your groggy pleas of embarrassment, and shoves his other hand down your pants. he delves a thick finger in your cunt without any warning, and then another, effectively hushing your babbles and turning them into a strained hmph and bashful whimpers.

“tight little cunt’s practically soaked, and all from suckin’ your lieutenant’s cock?” you open your mouth to explain but a soft moan comes out before any words can, which might’ve been for the best. what could you even say in this moment? “christ, you’re a dirty fuckin’ thing, aren’t ya? and y’won’t even try to deny it… bet y’just love being treated like this, all mindless and stupid for your boss.”

he’s laughing at you, again. “we can’t just leave you like this, now, can we? are you gonna let me help you out, sweetheart?”

and with pinched brows, glassy eyes, and a quivering, alluring bottom lip, you can only think to nod your head, yes, sir.

#cod mw2 #simon ghost riley #simon riley #ghost x reader #simon riley x reader #ghost x female reader #simon riley x female reader #simon riley smut #ghost smut #ghost cod

[hitomisuzuya]

Stepcest, DNI if it's uncomfortable you. Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Slut training. Scara receiving. Collar. Degradation. Some soft Scara. Masturbation.

I'm trying to work out some writers block, so I am just free typing on a whim😅 I'm sorry if this terrible😭

Every other month, there were three weeks where your mom's left you both alone for some business or another. Each time they left, he always promised he would take good care of you. You sure would be taking good care of him.

Scaramouche enjoyed these weeks the most, and he sure enjoyed the hell out of you. How could he not when his precious stepsister was always so willing to please? You were so easily trainable.

He got you a new collar each time to wear around the house freely. He dressed you up in skirts and stockings, having you walk around with no panties on in certain skirts. Thigh high stockings were his favorite. That delicious little peek of thigh above the hem of your skirt always drove him insane.

It became routine for you suck him off in the morning in the shower. Your sucks were utterly worshipping on his cock, making him weak in the knees and reducing him to whimpering behind moans, his head resting against the wall with his eyes closed. His fingers gripped your hair a little tighter the closer he came to cumming.

Scaramouche legs shook as you gagged on his cock, holding your head in place while he thrust his cock in and out of your mouth. "Swallow it all, fucking slut," He groaned, his cum spurting into your eager mouth. "Be a good girl and don't waste a drop," His fingers stroked through your hair, a soft whimper keening from him, your throat tightening on his cock as you obediently swallow, looking up at him adoringly, your knees aching from being pressed on the floor of the tub.

His favorite place to fuck you was the master bedroom. It was such a rush for him to defile his darling stepsister, his willing cock sleeve, on his mother's bed.

Some nights he wouldn't put his cock in you at all. Making you look at him while you fingered yourself or used a vibrator, tears welling in your eyes while you whimpered and begged for him to fuck you. That you couldn't make yourself cum with your fingers as you desperately pumped them in and out of your clenching hole was a good way to train you crave his cock.

When he took your fingers or the toy away from you, your puffy cunt twitching and clenching, your clit swollen and sensitive, Scaramouche would spread your legs and rub his cock between your folds, snapping your stockings against your thighs. "Beg for it, whore. Beg for just the tip," He hissed, dragging the head of his leaking cock on your clit, "who knows, I may give it you depending on how sweet you sound." He would hold the head of his cock on your clit as his cum pooled between your folds.

After a long night to fucking his cum into you, Scaramouche liked to sleep in late into the afternoon, with you safely tucked against his chest in his arms. The comforting warmth your body brought him being up against his, the way you sigh softly in your sleep while his fingers lazily and sleepily run through your hair were moments to treasure to him.

You are more than just a fuck toy for him to enjoy. You are his whole world.

He loved it when you rested your head in his lap while he read or when you were watching a movie or a show on TV together.

The way you were putty in his hands when he bounced you on his cock, his hands groping and smacking your ass sent him reeling. Your slick would ooze around his cock, a buldge poking up in your stomach from how deep he was fucking his cock into your drooling cunt. You would absolutely melt into his touches as his hands greedily groped your body and grasped your waist. "Is my slutty sister gonna cum?" His fingers pinched and played your nipple

You could barely manage a nod, your eyes rolling into the back of your head as you drooled and moaned about how good your stepbrother's cock was making you feel.

Scaramouche's beautiful fingers hooked through your collar, yanking your body down to capture your lips in a rough, dominant kiss. "Answer me, whore," He hissed, biting your lips.

"I am! I am! I want to cum on my stepbrother's cock so badly!" You whimpered, licking at his mouth submissively. You sound just as sweet as your cunt did clenching around his cock.

#genshin impact #genshin smut #fem!reader #tw stepcest #scaramouche #scaramouche smut #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche x you

[hopelessdazai]

✿ 》I'll have you muzzled and caged, ill put you right in your place, you want it.

╰⧼ 🪻 note.. ⧽ ; this was in my drafts for a period . I actually finished it tho so be proud of me ( reblogs appreciated !!! )

╰⧼ ☀️ features.. ⧽ ; beast dazai x gn!reader x beast chuuya ( reader is afab but only a cunt is mentioned ) WC : 1.5k

╰⧼ 🌙 contents.. ⧽ ; smut, petplay, buttplug (but it isnt used), handcuffs, chuuya is soft and dazais a little of a dick, it kinda gets right into it so be warned, actual smut begins after the divider.

“..puppy ears?”

the velvet headband was clutched between your fingers. a gift box on the table in front of you from the boss of the Port mafia. Dazai, your personal trainer. He didn't reply at first, simply smiling down at you - before stepping beside you and taking a layer of crinkled tissue paper off.

“There's a tail in there too.”

and that there was. your eyes caught specifically on the glint of a metal plug on one end. He would pull a stunt like this, you thought. to the side was a bone gag, a crystal white with a pink ribbon to tie around your head. shit, and there's matching handcuffs? How much was in here? You look up at him for a moment, your mind reeling.

he'd said you worked like a dog before this, but wasn't this a little self indulgent?

“..is this a joke?” You look up at him. wishing for some resemblance he was holding back a laugh. hoping this was some gag to mock you, that you don't have to actually wear these things. but there was nothing but a smile.

“a joke? I don't think so.” he hummed, taking the headband out of your hands and gently placing it into your hair. “I picked colours that would suit you, you know? it'd be a shame if you were to waste my money and not make use of them.”

you scoff, picking out the tail and holding it idly in your hands. It was soft. nothing you would've been into, nor what you'd wear for your boss when you're in the damn mafia. and for a moment you found yourself wondering if quitting without a notice was allowed here.

“I can help you put everything on.”

a laugh escapes your throat, one which you couldn't stop the bubble from popping. He had to be kidding, there was just no way someone like him had the nerve.

But he wasn't laughing, he wasn't even smiling anymore.

shit, he was serious.

“I discussed it with chuuya beforehand,” He begins, walking around the desk to sit himself down, one leg crossing over the other. “He wishes to see you in the getup too, if you don't mind.”

“This wasn't in my contract.” You frown, placing the tail on the table - the plug end making a small clatter. “When i signed up to work here, there wasn't anywhere that said I needed to prance around in sex wear.”

“Did you not read the fine print?”

there was a fine print?

you hesitate, shaking your head. “I don't see how that matters. this has to be some human rights thing ..” your voice trails as the door to the office opens, familiar ginger hair in your peripheral vision as he strolls over to stand beside you, giving you a smile. you smile back.

“Chuuya, it seems we're having some obedience problems..” Dazai begins, his hands coming to rest in his lap. “the outfit we so carefully chose for them, they refuse to wear. isn't that cruel?..”

You glance at Chuuya, and he looks back for a moment. no words are shared. but there's a mutual understanding of why you might be hesitant - a human response.

Dazai continues, “You've always spoken about wanting a dog, haven't you, chuuya? and you've certainly spoken more than once about wishing how (name) was with us during our sessions.”

Chuuya chokes on his spit, there's a strange silence afterwards.

“..I suppose.” He mumbles, crossing his arms and looking away from the both of you. Dazai stands up, walking around the desk to where you are. His hand rummages in the box for a moment, taking out a collar and clipping it around your neck.

“It suits them. don't you think, chuuya?”

he turns to look at you, mumbling something under his breath as he steps forward to twist the collar to suit your neck better. you mentally thank the fact you're stuck between two people who even each other out, at the least.

Chuuya gently pulls you close by the waist, holding your hands behind your back as he nuzzles himself into the crook of your neck. you feel dazai clip the handcuffs around your wrist, all happens without a word spoken.

The gingers lips encase a small area of your neck, gently sucking as you let out a light whine. you feel dazai slip closer behind you, his hands on your hips and an unmistakable bulge pressed against the curve of your ass.

shit, what have you gotten yourself into?

you would've done more if your hands weren't tied, and if you could do anything but let out a guttural moan as chuuya's tongue collected the slick off your cunt, you're sure you would've asked them to be gentle.

you blinked a hazy eye open, met with dazai's tip smearing precum against your cheek. a smirk on those lying lips of his. bastard. the clasp from the bone gag in your mouth clicked open, dropping to the floor with a thud. It almost made you flinch.

“Now, do you promise to behave?” The brunette hummed, his voice an almost patronising sing-song tone. You felt Chuuya grip your hips from behind, pulling you back onto his face. it prevented you from having any response but a whine. Dazai simply scoffed, slapping your cheek before forcing your lips apart with his thumb ; resting it on your molars. your drool escaping the side of your mouth.

“I expect a response when I speak to you.”

you did try, but with chuuyas tongue deep inside you and with dazai's thumb in your mouth, you could barely even think straight, let alone make any stupid promises.

“you're giving me the silent treatment, hm?.. bad dog ..”

you let out a whine, shortly cut off as the back of your throat was blocked by Dazai's cock. your nose pressed against the bush of pubes he hadn't even bothered to shave. He stayed deep as you gagged and your throat closed around him, your eyes tearing up.

“there we are..” He muttered, gripping the back of your head behind your faux puppy ears, forcing you to take his cock into your mouth as he practically used you as a human fleshlight. you could barely even let out any sound, your airflow practically fully cut off as your throat was rammed full.

chuuya’s thumb swiped your clit, rolling gentle circles that contrasted the brutal pace dazai used your throat in. it was just too much, letting out sounds you didn't even know you were capable of making. drool glossing your lips as tears run down your cheeks. your mascara had to be ruined.

“hah- look at you. pretty little thing .. the sounds you're making now ..” Dazai whispered, a low rumble of a chuckle leaving his throat. “It’s the smartest I've ever heard you be, you know?.. keep making noise for me, just like that..”

the rustle of fabric behind you as chuuya laid himself down under you, gently rubbing circles on your ass as your thighs shake from keeping yourself up.

“sit down f'me. be a good pup.” you hear him mumble. and you can feel his temper grow as you hesitate, dazai tugging on your hair hard enough for you to look up at him, eyes glazed over from tears.

“You were given an order, were you not? sit. down.” you gradually obey, feeling chuuyas mouth enveloping your wet cunt again.

it's too much, everything is too much. dazai’s pace on your throat increases, the gasps leaving his throat become louder. as do the shaky grunts against your clit as chuuya makes lewd slurping sounds, obviously to provoke the room further. you can barely even fucking breathe, the knot in your stomach is so tight. so close.

“swallow.” Dazai mumbles, letting out an involuntary whimper as he buries himself deep in your throat, the bitter taste of his cum of which you had no choice but to swallow down. and you swear you might drown in it, almost blacking out as you cum on chuuyas tongue.

everything is quiet for a while, save for the sound of heavy panting coming from both you and dazai. chuuya crawls out from under you, wiping his mouth from your fluids and leaning back slightly. you can see the wet patch on his slacks, he came untouched from taste alone?

“That's better..” dazai mumbles, pulling his cock out of your mouth and letting go of your hair, not sparing a shred of sympathy as your front half hits the ground. your body stings, the exhaustion hurts. you can't process anything other than chuuyas warmth as he gently tugs you into his lap, your head to his chest with his hand running through your hair.

he's always been gentle with you, anyway.

“well, I think that was a rather productive usage of our time, no? wouldn't you agree, chuuya?” dazai looked down at the pair of you, a smile on his lips. You couldn't speak, your throat hurt. But chuuya pressed a gentle kiss to your temple and nodded.

“I certainly enjoyed it.”

#bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs x reader #bsd x reader #bungo stray dogs imagines #bungo stray dogs x you #bungo stray dogs smut #dazai osamu #bungou stray dogs dazai #bsd dazai #beastzai #beast dazai #beast dazai x reader #beast dazai x you #beast dazai x y/n #bsd chuuya #bungou stray dogs chuuya #chuuya nakahara #bungo stray dogs chuuya #nakahara chuuya x reader #chuuya nakahara x reader #chuuya smut #chuuya x reader #beast chuuya #beast chuuya x reader #beastzai x reader #beastchuu x reader #bsd fic #bsd smut

[moonstruckme]

i don’t really request so idk if this is where i should be asking but I wanted to know if you could do a Sirius x reader story where Sirius is trying to ask out or “woo” the reader but she is rarely noticed romantically and sort of confused and surprised by sirius genuinely liking her

You nailed it, babe! Thanks for requesting :)

cw: alcohol, mention of vomiting

Sirius Black x fem!reader ♡ 1k words

The smell of vomit has escaped the bathroom and is seeping out into the hallway. You scrunch your nose and try not to breathe. Or hear. Your friend is purging all the alcohol she’s drank over the last few hours with your other friend holding her hair and murmuring slurred but heartfelt encouragements, and because you’re a sympathetic puker you’ve been put on bathroom guard duty. 

“Sorry,” you croak when another person comes up to you. “This one’s occupied. I think there’s another upstairs, though.” 

“I’d really rather people not use that one,” he says. His voice is silky smooth. “Last time I allowed that, everything in my medicine cabinet had moved around the next morning.” 

You blink. “This is your party.” 

“I’m Sirius.” He gives you a smile and sticks out his hand for you to shake. His palm is cool against yours. There’s something disarmingly intense about his gaze, the way he holds yours the whole time you’re touching. “This party is one-third mine. I live here with my roommates.” 

“Right, I—uh—” You try to reclaim control of your tongue. “I think one of my friends knows one of your—James?” 

Sirius nods thoughtfully. “Seems likely. Is she in there?” He nods to the closed bathroom door. 

You feel embarrassed at the scene now, though you’re not sure why. “Yeah. She’s helping my other friend, who’s, uh…having a rough time.” 

He purses his lips. The movement accentuates his cheekbones, which you can’t help but notice are ridiculously striking already. They certainly don’t need the extra help. “Think either of them will go through my medicine cabinet?”

Your eyebrows bunch. “No. What?” 

But he’s already knocking on the bathroom door, cracking it a tad. He brushes a piece of hair behind his ear as he bends at the waist to poke his head in. It’s a deep, impenetrable black which moves fluidly like dark water. 

“Hi.” His voice softens as he addresses your friend. You imagine the situation probably looks dire. “She alright? It’s—no, it’s fine, babe, it happens. Would you like to use my bathroom? It’s a bit cleaner, more privacy. I mean, if you think you can make the journey?” 

Someone must answer in the affirmative, because then Sirius is ushering them upstairs. You take up the rear, providing vocal but cautiously distant support and trying not to gag when your friend does. 

“Well,” Sirius says, closing the door to his bedroom behind him, “that’s taken care of.” 

“That was really nice of you,” you reply. “Thank you.” 

“Oh, it was mostly selfish.” He grins, leaning over the banister to look down at the party. “See that broad-shouldered, smiley bloke in the middle of the couch, looks like he plays every sport known to man?”

You laugh and acknowledge that you do. 

“That’s James. You can see, I’m sure, how it’d be fairly easy for him to shake me about by my ankles if I let his friend kneel on the dirty floor of our downstairs toilet. Plus, now I get to keep the general public away from my bathroom and you don’t have to look so green and uncomfortable at our party anymore. Everyone wins.” He turns his head to look at you, eyes twinkling. “But mostly me.” 

Fuck, being in this guy’s presence is like being in a dark room with a shining star. You’re blinded by the sheer presence of him. 

“Did I really look green and uncomfortable?” you ask him. 

Sirius smiles like he’s trying to stop himself but not really. “I mean, you were obviously stunning regardless, but yes. You’re much improved now, though.” He nods downstairs. “Let me get you something to drink, doll.” 

You’re concerned you might be actually reeling, but you manage to nod, and Sirius takes your suddenly warm and sweaty hand in his cool one, leading you down to the kitchen. You don’t know what’s happening, how it came to be happening to you of all people, but you’re more than willing to go along with it. 

A girl named Marlene has requisitioned the party’s alcohol. She pours Sirius a gin and tonic, giving him a meaningful look and a smile when he turns to you to ask what you want and you squeak out “The same.” He hasn’t let go of your hand. 

“So on a scale of want-to-leave-right-now to best-night-of-your-life, how good a time are you having?” he asks conversationally as he guides you into a loveseat.

You clear your throat, doing your best to act casual. The most gorgeous man you’ve ever seen is sitting right next to you, holding your hand and talking to you like you’re halfway interesting. This night is ranking pretty highly. “That’s quite the range.” 

“Well, I want to allow for plenty of variance,” Sirius explains. “Earlier, you were standing outside our nastiest toilet and looking like you could be sick, so I might have interpreted that as a two and I’m hoping things have improved since then. What would you say?” 

You smile into your cup, hoping the lighting hides your blush. “Definite improvement.”

“Really?” He grins, sparkling. You try not to swoon. “That’s excellent news.” 

“Is it?” 

“Of course. I want you to have a good time, gorgeous.” 

Your heart does an odd, stuttering thing. You feel suddenly warmer. You wish any of that could be chalked up to the alcohol. If he keeps talking to you like this, you’re worried you’ll actually go into shock. These things don’t happen to you. 

“Why?” you ask, dumbly, before you can stop yourself, because you’re an idiot. 

“I mean,” Sirius swipes his hair behind his ear again, gaze dropping from yours for just a millisecond, “you might stay longer if you’re having a good time. I’ll take you for as long as I can get you.” 

His eyes have found yours again, but they’re different. There’s less bluster behind them. You feel the beginnings of a slow, shy smile spreading across your face. He actually does like you. Somehow, realizing his nervousness lessens yours. Maybe you’re on equal footing here.  

“I’m having a good time,” you tell him. “I want to stay.” 

Sirius mirrors your smile, and his charm is back in full force, but this time you can see through some of the smugness. It feels like he’s let you in on some sort of secret. “Thrilled to hear it, doll. Want to dance with me?” 

You find you really do.

#sirius black #sirius black x reader #sirius black x fem!reader #sirius black x y/n #sirius black x you #sirius black x self insert #sirius black fanfiction #sirius black fanfic #sirius black fic #sirius black fluff #sirius black drabble #sirius black scenario #sirius black imagine #sirius black blurb #sirius black oneshot #sirius black one shot #the marauders #marauders #marauders era #marauders fanfiction #marauders fandom

[rafeandonlyrafe]

you made me this way

words: 1.5k

warnings: 18+ only, smut, DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT, murder!!, guns!!, blood!!, drug dealer!rafe and reader, reader kills a cop!!, romanticizing murder and violence!!, p in v sex, unprotected sex, male receiving oral

“baby, give me the gun.” rafes eyes are wide, but they're not trained on you, even as he reaches his hand out for the weapon.

you quickly turn it and place the handle against his palm, your own hand shaking when you lower it. rafe unloads the chamber before tucking the gun into his belt, his eyes still on the body now bleeding out on the deck of the boat.

“baby. what the fuck did you just do?” rafe finally drags his eyes away from the growing pool of red.

you're surprised by rafes anger, his harsh tone.

“you-you said he was in our way!” you justify your actions. 

rafe knew it was a mistake to let you into the drug game on the island, to convert you from sweet innocent girlfriend to a dealer, to the partner in his growing empire.

“so you fucking shoot him?” rafe shouts, stepping closer to you.

“of course! i did this for us rafe, for you.” you emphasize. you'd do anything for rafe, and you were just showing him by taking out the competition, and a dirty cop in the meanwhile. no one would suspect that an officer was the one rivaling with the young dealer on the island, so the best thing you could do for business was to dispose of him before he was able to get enough dirt to turn to his colleagues and become the sole distributor in the outer banks.

“we gotta get rid of his body-fuck-who else knew he was here?” rafes mind is reeling, running through all the possibilities of ways you could get caught as he looks around the isolated area, his boat anchored in the sand.

“nobody! i was really safe about it and we are close to the swamp, we can dump his body there and then no one will ever know.” you explain, having learned from rafes stories and warnings that the alligators will take care of anything left in the swamp.

“okay.” rafe takes a deep breath. “okay. we’ll figure this out. lets just get rid of this body then go from there.” “you’re hard.” you point out, rafe looking down at his swim trunks, tented in the front. “you just murdered someone for me baby, of course i’m hard.”

“fuck me.” you cross over to rafe, pressing your body into his. “fuck me then we can get rid of the body.”

“you’re fucking crazy.” rafe says, but a smile graces his lips, his hand grabbing your ass.

“if i’m crazy, it’s because you’ve made me that way.” you kiss rafe, mouth quickly being devoured by him.

rafe moves you backwards towards the sofa, the sunlight hitting the plastic waterproof material as he pushes your hips down to sit, with rafe still hovering over top you.

“suck me, baby.” rafe tugs his swim shorts down, his hard cock instantly being swallowed as you lean forward, needing to taste his thickness in your mouth.

“fuck, so good.” rafe moans, thrusting his hips forward, fucking into your mouth as you relax your throat for him to slide down. rafes hands fist in your hair as he moans, eyes flickering over to the dead body, the man that you killed for rafe, for your joint business.

“love your mouth, baby. love everything about you.” rafes soft words are contrast to how hard hes pushing his cock inside of your mouth, not even caring when you start to gag around him, struggling to breathe through your nose.

you eventually have to tap rafes thigh to take a deep breath, but your hand takes the place while you breath, continuing to pleasure rafe.

“wanna fuck you now, come on.” rafe grabs your hips, turning you over so you’re kneeling on the couch, hands gripping the back, looking over the side of the boat towards the sea.

rafe tugs your dress up, the thin cotton material revealing your swimsuit. rafe groans at the tiny bows on either side of your hip, instantly tugging at them so your bikini bottoms fall to the floor.

“do anything for you rafey.” you moan as he rubs the tip of his cock through your folds, feeling how wet you are. “anything.” you shudder as he pushes against your entrance, his cock easily entering you with how wet you are.

“i know, baby.” rafe groans, pushing into you slowly but with ease. “you killed for me.” “would do it again.” you clench your cunt around rafes cock, encouraging him to move faster.

rafe keeps the slow pace despite you whining, his hands gripping your hips tightly to keep you still. “gonna fuck you nice and slow at first. make you feel real good.”

rafe moves one hand around to your stomach, gently caressing your soft skin before skirting lower, his fingers circling around your clit before pressing over it, his fingertips soft on your sensitive pussy as he rubs.

“so good.” you moan, eyes squeezing shut instead of looking at the horizon.

“i know, baby, i know.” rafe groans, glancing over at the dead cop again, the circle of blood expanding even more. rafe knows the clean up is going to be a bitch, but it’s worth it to get rid of the competition.

“harder, please.” you whine.

“not yet.” rafe smirks, loving that you’re already begging for him. “gotta be good and still for me, okay?”

“can’t.” you whine, trying to move a little, but rafes hands are too tight, keeping you from doing anything besides squirming a bit.

“just a bit longer, mmkay? you just killed a man for me, you need to calm down and let me take care of you.” rafe flicks over your clit before continuing to rub over it.

you take a deep breath, trying to calm down and just focus on rafes cock smoothly rubbing against your walls, lightly stretching you open.

“ready?” rafe hums, and before you can register his question, his thrusts suddenly deepening and quickening, pounding into you while pulling you back onto his cock with his one hand.

“oh fuck!” you shout out, glad that there is no one in the desolate area to hear you screaming, as well as the gunshot that went off.

“good girl, good girl.” rafe moans, bucking up into you as your knees stick to the plastic couch material.

“i’m-i can’t.” you moan, letting your head fall as your body pushes forward with every thrust from rafe. “can’t.” you moan again. “feels so good.”

“you gonna cum for me?” rafe questions, his fingers still rapidly rubbing over your clit. you feel his cock swelling inside of you and know he’s not too far away himself.

“yeah.” you nod rapidly. “yeah, so close.” you squeal, feeling lucky that you found someone as perfect as rafe, someone who can make you feel so good.

“gonna cum inside you, pretty girl.” rafe warns shortly before you feel him release inside of you, his cum flooding into your pussy. his orgasm triggers you own, high suddenly ripping through your body as your cunt pulses around rafes cock, milking him even more than he thought possible.

“oh, fuck.” your body quivers when rafe gently pulls out, cum leaking from your cunt and dripping onto the sofa.

“so good, baby.” rafe says, helping you turn over onto your bottom as you slump against the couch, adrenaline from the shooting and ecstacy from the sex quickly draining from your body.

“come here.” you reach up for rafe with the last of your strength, who quickly sinks to his knees and cuddles into your neck, his lips pressing over your neck.

“we gotta take care of this body, baby.” rafe mumbles, tucking himself back into his swimshorts.

“i know, i know.” you sigh, rubbing your fingers over his scalp before allowing him to stand up. you take a moment to breathe while he goes to the captains chair, navigating the boat further into the swamp. you finally get the energy to grab your bikini bottoms at put them back on, the mess of cum now on the seat, but its nothing compared to the mess of blood you know you’ll have to spend hours scrubbing off with bleach.

“here should be good.” rafe says, standing up and grabbing the cop by his arms, dragging him over the edge of the boat with a loud splash. you peak over the edge at the body, both watching as it takes only minutes for an alligator to surface, bumping the cops arm before the gators teeth chomp down.

you gasp, more surprised that you feel nothing seeing the ferocious animal tear into a man that you just murdered.

“come on, baby.” rafe grabs a bucket, knowing it’ll be best to clean as much as you can of the boat before taking it back to the dock.

“wait, rafe.” you grab his arm, looking into his bright blue eyes. “i-i liked it.”

“what?” rafe questions, his eyebrows scrunching together.

“i liked killing him. i would do it again. for you, for us.”

the corner of rafes lip quirks up. “you better stop talking like that before i have to fuck you again.”

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[tojisun]

I have a feeling gaz would sometimes, whilst face fucking you, hold your nose until tears pour down your face and he lets you go, you gasping for air head dizzy and hhhhhhh

I STARTED YELLING!!! OH MY GODDD!!!! absolutely. 100%. no lies detected; as far as i'm concerned (which is very because this is so personal to me) this is canon mhmm mhmm

he lets you start, his eyes crinkled in gentle delight when you slither between his legs, nosing over his crotch. you're already so whimper-y, breaths ragged as you stare up at him, pouting. kyle huffs a fond laugh and unbuckles his jeans for you.

you take his cock out with softness, your body thrumming with impatience—reeled in only by the fact that kyle's hand on top of your head is warm. heavy.

a warning.

you swallow him as far as you can, kitten-licks along his slit and over his veins, before choking when the bulbed head of his cock hits the back of your throat. with your gag reflex activated, you move to slip him out, only, you find that you can't.

it seemed that while you were lost in your euphoria, kyle's hand had slid from the top of your head to the base of it, cupping your skull with faux gentleness. mouth full, you stare up at him, the backs of your eyes prickling and your skin racked with goose bumps.

no—

kyle grins, dimples forming in his cheeks, then he pushes you down, forcing his cock into the passage of your throat. you squeak, mind blanking at the confusing tug of both pleasure and pain—"see? my pretty, masochist baby, y'are."—before tears finally trickle from the corners of your eyes.

"shh, love. shh," kyle croons, drumming his fingers against your scalp, his chest heaving with measured breaths. "y've got to learn how to hold me there, sweetheart. s'time f'r you to be good f'me, no?"

you can't even hear him from the sound of blood rushing into your ears, blocking everything of the world that isn't the weight of kyle's cock fucking into your throat, the organ pulsing with every of your choked-up swallow.

it's—

it's so good. so dizzying.

it's grounding, somehow.

you feel your body relaxing, your heaving chest finding its own beat as your breaths begin to pass through your nostrils with ease. your eyes, cloudy with tears, clear up and it is then that you see kyle gazing at you with such a reverent look, it makes you wriggle, shy. he smiles, gentle, and it fills you up with this creeping warmth until you're sagging onto him, comfortable. relaxed.

kyle chuckles, the rumbles of his laughter muffled. he pushes your hair away from your face, murmured coos passing through the fog in your mind, and you warble a response, unable to contain yourself at the weight of kyle's softness.

you want more. you want so much more. you want to show him that you can take whatever it is he'll give you; that you're ready for everything he asks of you. you want him to use you. to manhandle you. to fuck your throat until all you are is his toy. you want—

you want the pain.

kyle's eyes glint like he's got ahold of your dirty, twisted thoughts; gentle smile twisting into something mean. he doesn't even ask anymore, but he doesn't need to, and it makes you throb with such strong need when the hold he has on the back of your head gains strength.

he tugs you back from him, his cock easing out of your throat, leaving it so empty it feels wrong. the head slips until it lays on the flat of your tongue. you lick up, trying to get a taste of his pre, to savour it, but before you could kyle is already pushing your head back down again, smothering the ample amount of air in your lungs into nothingness as he fills you up again.

you squirm, choking, the gargled sounds of your words rumble from your chest, unable to actually be sounded out with how he has you stuffed. kyle huffs, overwhelmed himself as he repeats the action, chasing his orgasm from the press of your throat, his cock hitting depths that has you wailing, your eyes tearing up—

a heavy hand falls on your face, pinching your nose. instinctively, you try breathing in, mind overwhelmed at the sudden threat, but it only makes blood rush to your head, making you heady. making you feel more cornered than you really are.

no.

you’re thrashing, nails biting at his legs as you scramble for purchase. for air. for anything to save you.

you try to slack your jaw, stretching your lips until they go taut in hopes that it’d create a sliver passage way for oxygen, but it’s futile.

nonono—

you are sure hours passed before he removes his hand from your face, trilling praises that you couldn’t even digest. not even with his thumbs swiping just underneath your eyes, a mimicry of all of the times he’s done this to calm you down and comfort you.

but now, crying as you are while your trembling body is still poised for a threat, you see the way kyle is looking at you so adoringly. his eyes are narrowed in that way that lets you know how pleased he truly is, and you understand that this wasn’t a fluke nor a one-time thing.

“breathe, little star,” he murmurs, his palm sliding from your cheek to your throat. he rubs at the stretch of your skin softly, almost humming to himself as he feels the bulge of where his cock starts and where it disappears underneath your muscle and skin.

you sniffle.

“c’mon now,” kyle tuts. “i know you want this.”

you narrow your eyes at him. he just grins, so boyish all of a sudden.

“don’t worry,” he says, his hold around your neck tightening slightly. “i’ll be gentle.”

liar.

anon im staring at you with my mouth agape bc me next !!! (also im sorry its not written well 🥺 i was horny one moment [bc of this] n then angry n betrayed the next [bc of work]. im sorry if it was reflected on the work. i hope u still like this <33 mwah mwah thank u for gibing me it!! i adored it teehee)

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[queenof-curses]

Owned

Miya Twins x Fem!Reader

Summary: The Miya twins have been watching and waiting. What happens when they finally catch you alone in the gym after practice?

Tags: Minors DNI! Explicit in all ways. D-P. Dub con. Yandere themes. Obsessive personalities. Ownership. Str8 up smut. No plot really. Mind break. Overstimulation. Please read tags! Fic located under the cut.

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“So fucking pretty for us- isn’t she samu?”

“God- sh- she’s so tight…” the gray haired twin moaned. 

You couldn’t give anything more than a soft whimper as you got lost in your own pleasures. 

“That’s right baby- your ass is so fucking tight.” The blonde said. 

You were smashed between the two brothers, with Osamu under you. He was currently buried to the hilt in your cunt, relishing the feeling of your warm walls gushing around him as you squeezed his cock tight. He softly thrusted upwards, languidly fucking into you from below as the more feral of the two brothers took control from behind. 

Atsumu had you bent over his brother, holding your hands against your lower back with just one of his own. The other was holding your jaw- two fingers hooked into your mouth as he gagged you on his digits like a fishhook. He was always the rougher of the two, and he couldn't help himself as he used your body as his own personal toy. 

Not able to get more than your own moans out, you were stuck in the position as the brothers ravished you. Atsumu buried himself into your ass, you could feel the way the thin layer between your ass and cunt stretched as the twins filled you with their cocks. 

You felt so lost…yet so- full. 

- -

It was just a moment ago you finished up your own volleyball practice, your last college season coming to a close soon. Emerging from the locker room, you noticed the twins cleaning up the gym. You offered your help, since it was shared space between the boys and girls team- but little did you know that you’d end up caught in the Miya’s trap. 

At first it was a harmless conversation between the three of you- them inquiring about your intense practice schedule compared to their own. Soon the conversation turned into banter. Atsumu teased you about your love life- how volleyball was your entire life and left your boyfriend high and dry. You were quick to remind them that you didn’t have a boyfriend, that you hadn’t for a year or so now. 

Of course they knew you didn’t have a boyfriend- it’s the answer they were looking for as Osamu moved in for the kill. Offering to rub your shoulders after noticing how tense you were after folding the net up. 

In the end, you let them have their way with you. Giving in to their temptations as the siren twins lured you into their trap; slowly removing your clothes for a “deeper massage.” At that point you were undone; and when Atsumu leaned in for a kiss, you found that your previous hesitations flew out the window and you ultimately ended up opening your body to the brothers. 

- -

“We’ve been waiting for this, baby… you were made just for us, ya know? …we’re never giving you up now.” Atsumu tells you from behind.

Each delicious drag of their cocks against your most sensitive parts sent you into overdrive. You were a mess between them. Osamu kept his eyes locked on yours, the deep pools of grey staring into your own as tears of pleasure blurred your vision.

“You’re doing so well for us, such a good girl,” he tells you as his hands take control of your hips. The tip of his swollen cock teases your womb, fucking up into you from below at a set pace. His grip was tight, no doubt leaving bruises as a reminder of their capabilities. 

“Oh god, Samu- Please!” You beg.

“Shhhh, sweet girl, you’ll get your fill.” he hushes you. He drags your hips up and down his cock, your clit grinding into his pelvis and sending your mind reeling with every thrust. 

Osamu feels you tighten around him, the clench of your tight heat being his undoing as he tilts his hips slightly. The action causes you to see stars as he pounds up into your g spot. 

“Oh-fuck!” you scream, lost in ecstasy. You grip his shoulders, digging your nails into his chiseled arms as he rips your orgasm from you.  

“That’s it Princess, cum for us- show us how good we make you feel,” Atsumu says from behind. He feels your asshole clamp down as you begin to finish around both their cocks. 

Your vision goes white as you scream, coating Osamu’s cock in your finish. He takes the opportunity to bring your mouth to his. Warm lips take in your cries as his tongue plays with your own, swallowing each whimper and moan that left your being. Wet sounds filled the gymnasium as the three of you danced in bliss. After a moment you go limp in Osamu’s arms, having no choice but to take what the two gave you- an onslaught of pure ecstasy.

Osamu needed no further push as he planted his feet on the mats below your bodies. Gripping your hips tight, he thrusted up into your heat, sending shivers down your fucked-out body as he slammed into your cunt from down under. 

“Shit-I’m close, this pussys just too fucking good. Want my cum, babe? Yeah- you fucking do, gonna bury my fucking cock deep in this pussy.” He tells you, words fumbled as he loses himself in your tight grip. 

Atsumu lets his twin take the reins as he relishes the way your ass takes hold of his shaft- using the opportunity to admire the way the fat of your behind bounces with each thrust of his hips. The blonde was mesmerized by the way your body took his length, all the way down to the hilt as his balls slapped against the bit of skin separating his current territory from his brothers. He feels close to cumming himself, but he holds back- wanting to finish in your cunt just like his twin. The thought of him and brother’s cum mixed inside you made him groan. 

They wanted to own you completely; tired of waiting on the sidelines for you to notice one of them, Atsumu was glad they took the risk today to try and catch you alone in the gym. It had been well worth the wait. 

“Fuck, I’m- I’m cuming!” Osamu moans, pulling Atsumu from his dark mind. 

You feel the heat of it before you register what was happening. Your mind is clouded in a lustful haze as you realize the gray haired twin was cumming inside of you, filling your deepest parts with his hot seed as he slowly thrusted his finish into your womb. 

“O-Osamu,” you whimper, the sensitivity of your flesh high as his shaft begins to soften inside of you. He takes a moment to relish in your warmth before pulling out of your soaked hole, knowing his twin was eager for his turn. 

“Shhh baby, you’re such a good girl…” he’s sure to comfort you, hearing your whimpers and soft cries- he knows how sensitive you are. 

You cry out at his praise, relishing the way he reaches to caress your hair as the blonde twin slowly pulls out of your other abused hole. 

Feeling Atsumu lift himself from your body, Osamu helps maneuver you. You were still sensitive from your previous orgasm, but the twins treated you as if you were made of porcelain. Carefully, Osamu sits up and moves you to lay on top of his body. With your back to his front, you were now facing the blonde twin. 

Resting with your full weight on Osamu, you feel his strong hands grip behind your knees and pull your legs up. You were practically seated in his lap with nowhere to go. He opens your core up towards his brother, who sits between your thighs and admires the way his twin’s cum drips out of your pussy. 

You look down and realize how hard Astumu still was… his angry red tip leaking precum as you admired the veins that dance down his long shaft. He spares no second thought as he positions himself at your opening, pumping his fist up and down his shaft in anticipation.

Slowly, the blonde feeds his cock into your wet cunt. With yours and Osamu’s juices acting as lubricant, Atsumu was quick to resume the pace he had set on your ass- chasing after his own orgasm. 

He buries himself balls deep inside of you immediately- the tip of his cock slamming the exact same spot his twin brother’s did moments ago.

You thrash in Osamu’s grip, another orgasm creeping up fast as his strength holds you in place to his sibling’s harsh thrusts. He holds you open for him, the blonde taking no more hesitation to bring his thumb up to your swollen clit. He fondles it slowly, the bundle of nerves pulsing and bringing a coil of heat to the pit of your stomach. 

“I- I’m cuming, oh god!” you cry out to them, not able to hold the pressure any longer.

Your words make Astumu smirk, the blonde proud to see you break so quickly under his grasp.  

The action on your clit was your ultimate undoing, you feel yourself clamp down on his member, a field of white flowing into your vision as you wet yourself and both brothers. You squirt hard, screaming in Osamu’s grip as you coat Atsumu’s cock with yourself. 

Atsumu watches as you juices cover himself and Osamu, absolutely hypnotized by both the image and feeling of you wrapped around him. It was messy… nasty even- and he couldn’t get enough of you.  

“Fuck- that was so hot Princess, I’m close- you’re too fucking tight, ya know?” He tells you as he picks up the pace of his movements. 

Osamu whispers praise into your ear, telling you what a good girl you are, that this is how you deserve to be taken- like this each and every day. 

“From now on, you belong to us- Okay, Princess? Me n’ samu are gonna make sure you’re all taken care of from now on…” he tells you, voice ruff as he nibbles on your earlobe. 

You moan in response as Atsumu gives a final thrust into your cunt, burying himself just as deep as his twin did moments ago. Emptying himself into you, he pulses his hips, ensuring his cum sticks to your deepest parts. If you got pregnant, he wanted to ensure it’d be his seed over his twin brothers. 

He plugs you with his cock, keeping himself seated for a few moments as he relishes the way your warm cunt pulses around his shaft. He feels his balls tighten up against your opening, now empty and content. 

“Oh fuuuuuuck,” Atsumu groans, finally removing his semi-hard cock. He admired how soaked he was, with not only his and your juices, but Osamu’s as well. 

It was a sight to behold as he watched his brother release your legs from his tight grip, moving to a seated position with you upright and between his legs. Your knees fall apart, and Astumu catches the way your glistening cunt starts to leak the cum that was just buried deep inside of you. 

“Ah ah ah- not on my watch,” he teases you and moves between your thighs. 

The blonde twin reaches down, taking a swipe of cum and fingering it back inside of your cunt. 

“Oh God, Sumu… it's too sensitive,” you cry out, attempting to move away. Osamu was quick though, holding you between the two of them with stern hands.  

Your words don’t stop Atsumu’s actions though, and soon after it’s Osamu reaching from behind you to rub your little clit as his brother finger fucks you. It was embarrassing the way your pussy gushed; you were soaked and still wanted more... You could feel your cheeks heat at your compromised position, attempting to hide behind your hands. 

Tears fill your eyes as you and Atsumu look at each other through the space of your fingers. He knew you wanted more- that you could handle both of them with whatever they gave you. This was their plan after all. 

“This is how it’s gonna be, Princess. From now on…” Osamu whispers into your ear.

“You like one of us, you have to accept both of us. We’ll make you feel double good, baby” 

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[fruitscall]

just thinking abt giving leon head

you pull down his boxers slightly to free his cock, slapping against his stomach; he lets out a small whine reeling his head back. you wet your lips slightly and go to lick a stripe along the underside of his dick. you lightly kiss the tip making his cock twitch and leave him panting slightly, leaning further in to take more of his cock, getting about half way, he’s withering against the couch and eventually gets tired of your teasing. he grabs the back of your head and lets out a guttural moan as he forced you to take him whole in your mouth.

you gag around his length, hes dragging your head back and forth on his cock at an ungodly pace, causing you to grip his thighs for support. you look through teary eyes to see him grinning at your fucked out expression, he pulls you off of his cock, strings of saliva connecting it from your mouth. looking down at the drool and precum dripping down your tongue he chuckles and tells you how much of a slut for him you are while stroking your cheek softly, posing faux affection.

all is cut short when he grabs both sides of your head and shoves himself back into your mouth again, now using it at a frantic pace chasing his high. his hips are stuttering, hid thrusts are sloppy and what do you know

he’s released in your mouth.

you grimace slightly at the salty taste, you ponder onto wether you should swallow but stop once he tears your head away from his cock and looks down at the globs of his cum on your tongue, tilting your head back telling you to “swallow like a good girl”

you oblige and he tells you so sweetly how well you done, how you’re his good good girl.

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[intln]

AT HIS FEET : bully oikawa

nsfw under read more

SKETCH INFO : gn reader, smut, bootriding, bullying, technical voyeurism (oikawa knows issei is there..), kissing, slapping, hair pulling, slight dacryphilia, dom oikawa, oral, consented recording， mentioned power imbalance, petnames ( little crow, slut ), degradation, bully oikawa, facefucking, college au/timeskip

nsfw/end divs by : cafekitsune !!!!

s : he was awful, you didn't even want iwa!

"dont be so.. mean.." You cried on your knees in front of him with your head hung, knowing it would be embarrassing for him to see you. your hands shaking in your lap at every tap of his shoes against the floor. he looked down at you with a soft smile, but the look in his eyes said otherwise. "im being mean? Oh yn, you've got it all wrong!" oikawa laughed, his eyes going back to staring at his phone. you grabbed his knee and raised your head. "i didnt kiss him!" you whined, placing your head on his knees. his hand immediately grasped your hair as he put his phone down, looking down at you as if you had done something wrong. "why not beg for me to believe you?" he said, bending his once straight back to kiss you. "actually, what you can do is ride my shoe!" he smiled, his eyes drifting down to your surprised expression. "You dont have to use your pretty little head for something like this." he whispered, tapping your head. his facial expression changing quicker than you expected it to. "waah.. kawa.. so mean, " you whimpered, tears running down your face as you began to hump his shoe, whining in a mix of pleasure and pain. your hands clutching your shirt while you listened to him talk,

"You're so stupid, it's so cute," he giggled. You could hear the sound of him taking a picture of your tear ridden face. "What if i sent this to the whole school?" he asked, placing his hand on his thigh. "Wait.. please!." You gasped, grinding harder as he shook his foot underneath you. the feeling of his shoe against your barely covered crotch had you reeling. he wanted you to beg for him to touch you. you began to choke on your sobs, "i.. gunna cum, kawa. so close" but he payed no mind to your warning while he untied his shorts, dipping his hand into his underwear. "hold on, stay still ynie" he sighed, you were getting too quiet. "kawa.. " you sniffled, your chest visibly moving as began to cry again "keep crying, slut." oikawa glared, squeezing the fat of your cheeks together. you hiccuped as he stood up "c'mon.. suck me off" he smiled, tapping his cock against your cheek. you stuck your tongue out, giving him access to everything, he placed his hand on your head and pushed you down. the sound of your gagging made him laugh, "everyone is gonna see this.." he said, pulling out and doing it again. you began to cry even more, placing your hands on his thighs, incoherent cries came out of your stuffed mouth as he continued to use you to his liking.

"You.. you're so annoying- uhn.." oikawa moaned, throwing his head back, the hand that was in your hair slapped you softly. "Swirl your tongue, you know what to do." he demanded, annoyed. you wanted him to listen and forgive you, You wanted to cum, he was so mean to you. "Hey! less crying, more sucking." he whined, slapping you harder than before. you closed your eyes and sniffled, trying to do everything he asked you to. he gave up on telling you anything and took it into his hands, fucking your face until you scrambled to get away. "uuhg fuck" You coughed, finally able to breathe. "i tell you this all the time. breathe through your nose!" he slurred, shoving your head back down. as the camera focused, it showcased the tears rolling down your face as you tried to breathe and the way you struggled to suck him off correctly. " you're pathetic. " oikawa grumbled, pushing you away. "i always gotta do the work myself, hum?" he asked, audibly upset. "m' sowwy. i really am, " you sputtered, looking up at him with glossed and fogged over eyes. he threw his phone behind him after he had stopped recording to fuck his own hand. "can't even get proper head.. even mad dog does a better job than you!" he groaned, throwing his head back as he got himself off. his strokes got faster, curses spewing out of his mouth before he painted your face. "ugh, you're beautiful like this, but you aren't good at anything." you shook your head at his mean words, trying to convince him that you weren't useless." i can do somethin i promise, kawa!.." you cried, hands coming up to wipe your tears. "dont touch! let me take a few pictures.. 'kay?" he smirked, watching it drip down your face and onto your chest. He picked his phone back up and took a few close ups of your face, kissing you in the midst of two of them. "see, you're much better when you're quiet like this, like the little mutt you are." oikawa sighed. he picked his shorts up and grabbed his stuff, patting your head. "see ya, slut." he said, walking out of your room, making a dramatic exit. "toru, you bastard.. hic" your breath shook as you wiped your face off, struggling to think. you could still hear him, as quiet as he tried to be, talking to somebody unimportant.

he was too mean, but you liked it.

#haikyuu smut #oikawa tooru #oikawa smut #haikyu x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x male reader #haikyuu x female reader #haikyuu x gn!reader #haikyu smut #tooru oikawa smut #oikawa toru smut

[linos-luna]

Lessons ❣️

Yeonjun x Fem!Reader x Huengingkai

(Kinda poly relationship)

Warnings: smut! Inexperienced hyuka, sex, oral(all three receiving?) Dom! Yeonjun, ddlg, slight boy x boy?

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While you were technically Yeonjun’s girlfriend, you sort of became Kai’s as well. Yeonjun was happy to share you with his younger friend and although you weren’t very intimate with him, you still loved Kai. He was very sweet and cute.

Being the older friend, Yeonjun wanted to show his inexperienced friend; how to be intimate. How to properly please you.

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Kai looked at you nervously as he rubbed your cheek. You were on your knees and between his legs. His pants were gone but he still wore a pair of blue boxers. You only looked at him with big doe eyes.

Truthfully, you’ve only ever been intimate with Yeonjun. So you weren’t that experienced yourself. But you were excited to please the other.

You were already down to your bra and panties, and your beautiful body had the younger man drooling. The way your panties hugged your waist, giving you a lovely curvaceous body. You’ve always been insecure about it. But once you met the two men, that instantly faded away. They loved it.

“Don’t be so shy.” Yeonjun said while smiling reassuringly at his friend.

“Daddy, can I do it now?” You asked Yeonjun sweetly. “I wanna touch~”

“Yes baby.”

The younger man tensed up as you lowered his boxers, making you pause before proceeding.

“It’s okay.” You said with a reassuring smile. “I’ll be gentle.”

Kai blushed and sat back as you started.

You gave little kitten licks, teasing his twitching cock by moving your hand slowly along the length.

“A-agh y/n…” he whimpered, grabbing onto your hair as you slowly took in his whole length.

You didn’t move much, only slowly moving up his length, sucking on the tip while moving your hand along his thighs.

“Go faster, babygirl.” Yeonjun said sternly while stilling next to his friend. “We need to keep our boy feeling good.

Kai gasped as you bobbed you head even faster, making some noises to turn him on even more. He lightly bucked his hips although tried controlling himself.

The man let out breathy moans, closing his eyes as you really deepthroated him.

“Fuck her throat.” Yeonjun whispered in his ear suddenly while putting his hand over Kai’s that was holding your head. “Use her filthy mouth.”

Kai hesitated before Yeonjun helped move his hand.

You gagged as he fucked your throat with your eyes rolled back.

“O-ohmygod—!” Kai yelled out as he went harder. This was the best feeling ever, and the moments he could look down, he was reeling over your fucked out face.

“Cum on her face.” Yeonjun commanded and he did so without hesitation.

The younger man found himself breathless as he tried to regain composure. But that moment was euphoric and he needed more.

“I-I-… more…”

“She’ll give you more, don’t worry.”

“Baby did good?” You asked while moving some cum from your chin to your mouth with your finger.

“Yes babygirl.” Yeonjun smirked. He couldn’t help rubbing himself over his boxers while looking at your filthy state. “Such a good girl deserves a reward. “Right Kai?”

The man only mindlessly nodded, he just wanted to be inside of you again. He was aroused and desperate.

You laid down on the couch, watching as Kai removed his shirt and crawled over you to kiss your lips and grope your breasts. You moaned as yeonjun moved his fingers under your panties and rub your clit.

Kai ate up your moans as he sloppily made out with you. He pushed your bra down before moving to suck the nipple of your left breast. He’s always wanted to touch your breasts and you’d probably let him, but he was always too nervous to do it.

Again, Kai was painfully hard and he reached down to remove your panties.

Yeonjun moved to your head, rubbing your cheek as Kai teased your hole with his cock.

“”What do you want, babygirl?”

“I-I want-!” You gasped as Kai slowly inserted the tip. “Fuck! I want his cock~”

“Are you gonna let him know that?” Yeonjun teased as he pulled off his boxers. “Our boy needs to know.”

“F-fuck-!” You moaned with your back arched and he slowly moved. “I-I want your cock! I-I want you to fuck me! Fuck me!”

Yeonjun was amused by your begging and gave his friend a look, indicating for him to continue.

You nearly cried out as Kai fully entered. He wasn’t even moving but your tight walls had him grunting. Oh he loved the feeling.

He was quick to start thrusting, letting nature take over as If he’s done this all his life. You whined at how fast he was going. It made your breast bounce and eyes roll back.

Meanwhile Yeonjun was rubbing his length, moving it next to your cheek to let the pre cum touch you.

Without another thought, you turned your head and sucked on it. It was just the tip and very slow. Yeonjun held your hair with one hand while throwing his head back in pleasure.

“Fuck…” he gasped. “You always know how to please me—…”

It wasn’t long before yeonjun was fucking your throat. He loved how obedient you were and you loved being fully stuffed. You couldn’t have imagined it better. Every moan and whimper was muffled by yeonjun’s cock.

Yeonjun soon let go of your head and you practically when cross eyed as the other man hit that sweet spot over and over.

“You better fuckin swallow it, princess.”

Just as he’s taught you, you stick out your tongue to show him, a bit of the substance dripping out of the side.

“Fuck— so good—” you whimpered, voice getting more breathy by the minute. “Kai- fuck- Agh! Ah! Fuck!”

The younger man’s thrusts became sloppier, and his grunts turned to whiny moans. He pulled out when you came, watching as your cum leaked out which in turn, made him cum on your stomach.

You let out a big moan with your back arched when you came. It was all so much.

His first ever orgasm. It felt so very amazing.

You could barely hear his voice as you felt yourself on another plain of existence. When he released, you swallowed and he pulled out to check.

Kai still wasn’t down from his high and his older friend went to him, petting his hair.

“Lastly, you need to clean up our little girl.” He smirked. “Cant just leave her a mess like that.”

Kai only nodded as he lowered himself to eye level with your sopping wetness.

You nearly screamed when he suddenly licked it, the overstimulation making you twitch.

“You need to do more than that, boy.” Yeonjun laugh deviously before grabbing his head and pushing his face straight to your cunt.

He was caught of guard but quickly got the message as he mercilessly ate you out. Yeonjun held his head in place, listening as he made the most lewd groans as slurping noises.

You? Well you were a mess. The overwhelming feeling had you seeing stars as you were completely drunk on sex. Nothing you said made any sense. Only words slurred together to make incoherent sentences. You tried to reach down to grab him but yeonjun slapped your hand away.

Kai was merciless as he was pussy drunk, only getting more excited when you came again. You screamed and squirmed as he licked up all your essance.

“Good girl.” Yeonjun praised as he let Kai finally move back. His vision was glassy as he panted like a dog.

The younger man sat back again and only stared as yeonjun traced his fingers along your chest to your throat. You were completely fucked out and mindlessly let him slip his fingers past your lips and sucked on them.

Once satisfied, he went back to Kai to examine him.

Yeonjun loved his friend’s expression as he gave him a kiss on the cheek, then whispering in his ear. “Good boy.”

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[dreamescapeswriting]

Smutober Day 14 ~ Prompt ~ Hwang Hyunjin [M]

WORD COUNT: 0.8k

PAIRING: Hyunjin x GN!Reader  

GENRE: established relationships, minors DNI,, prompt: “Don’t Start What you cant finish” blow job, under the desk, workplace shenanigans, almost getting caught 

⤜Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - Smutober 2023

⤜MASTERLIST

Hyunjin stared at you as you sat down in front of him, his eyes widened a little as he waited for you to say something. Anything but you didn't. Instead, you ran your hands up his thighs and grazed your hands over his already-hardened cock in his work trousers, 

"Don't start something you can't finish." He warned you in a deep voice that drove you wild. You'd been working for him for months now and it was about time you cut the sexual tension between you as well as the literal tension that he was feeling.

"I'm helping you relax, can you not act like a cock about it?" You questioned as you unbuckled his belt, your heart rapidly hitting against your ribcage as you tried to focus on the task at hand.

Hyunjin stared at you, he'd been wanting to do this for a long time but he never wanted to be the one to initiate anything between you, he always thought the attraction you had for him was in his head. But it was obvious now it wasn't.

"You need to look busy, the blinds to your office are open.2 You reminded him as you worked him free from his pants, your mouth drying at the sight of him. He was already rock hard and the tip of his cock was dripping with precum.

"You're fucking huge." You whined as you slowly took him down your throat, he was so big you had to pause every couple of seconds to let yourself get used to it. Hyunjin bit down onto his knuckles as he looked at his screen trying to seem as though he was doing something.

"S-Shitting hell, your mouth feels so good," He whined out as he glanced down at you, watching as you took him to the hilt staying there for a second before gagging and pulling off him for a minute,

"God, you sound so pretty choking on my cock like that," The praise sent you reeling as you took him back into your mouth, slowly moving your head around him as you got comfortable with the size of his dick. Hyunjin grunted as he clutched onto the arms of his chair, his heart racing as he glanced down at you no longer caring if someone could see. 

It was magic watching you suck and lick him, his muscles tightening every time your mouth. You hummed around him softly, flattening your tongue and running it on the underside of his shaft as you pulled away from him. Pumping him in your hand while you gently sucked the head of his cock,

"Fuck, Yn, just like that." He groaned as you felt yourself getting more and more turned on at the thought of getting him off. There was something about having the power in this situation that sent you over the edge. 

Drool leaked from the corners of your mouth, dripping down on your chin but you didn't care, nothing was going to stop you. Every groan and moan falling from your boss's lips only encouraged you to keep going, to please him and give him all the pleasure that you could

"Good fucking girl." He grunted as he held onto your cheek, running his thumb along your skin as you took him to the back of your throat and gagged around the base of his cock,

"You take every inch, you like sucking this dick don't you?" You nodded frantically around him,

"You want my cum?" You once again nodded frantically at him as he grunted as you took his balls into your hand gracefully dondling them as you stared at him through your lashes.

"S-Shit," He hisses noticing someone walking his way to his office.

"Someone coming," He choked out but you knew everyone knocked before they came into the room so you had time. You picked up your efforts and began to move your head faster, using one hand to play with his balls while the other pumped the rest of his shaft.

"Oh fuck me," He let out a low grunt as a string of curse words began to fall from his lips. The sudden rush of adrenaline was sending him closer to his climax as someone tapped on the office door. Hyunjin let out a tiny whimper as he released himself deep inside of your mouth, your small laughter making him glare at you as he called for whoever it was to come into the room.

"I have the reports for Yn but they're not at their desk. Shall I leave them with you?" You stared at Hyunjin as he nodded at them,

"Are you okay sir? You look a little flushed."

"I'm fine, Just leave the reports and I'll give them to Yn when they're back." Once the door shut you smirked, watching as your boss went to close his blinds so that you were able to come out from under the desk,

"You're in trouble, Just wait until the next meeting and it's my chance to play." He warned you before kissing you deeply and passionately, lifting you up onto the desk and making out with you.

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[starlitmark]

Summary: Watching your husband so weak for you really sends you for a power trip. Pairing: San x fem!reader x Yunho Tropes: established relationship au Genre: smut Rating: R 18+ Warnings: language Smut Warnings: restraints, cuckoldry, mirror sex, dirty talk Word Count: 224 Note: Smalls wants us all dead. For the Tarot Card Drabble Event Requested by: @smallfrye

The Chariot ➾ self-restraint, watching someone while not being able to touch yourself, edging, cuckold, voyeurism, auralism, fucking quietly while gagged or gagging, fucking in secret

“Please, please, please,” you hear your husband beg in a whiney tone.

You ignore his begging and focus on the pleasure your mutual friend provides you. San is currently tied to the chair in front of you, humping the air hoping to get some pleasure. Yunho is railing you from behind. It’s enough to make you see stars. 

“Look at you, Sannie, desperate to feel something while I fuck your wife so good.” Yunho mocks. 

San’s hands are bound together, preventing him from touching himself in any capacity. All he can do is watch and wish that it was him fucking you. Each wet noise that comes from your pussy isn’t caused by him, and part of him hates it, but a greater part of him is absolutely reeling at the sight. You look in the mirror just past your husband’s seated form. You look absolutely debauched, tears staining your face, lipstick smudged. You notice a bit of lipstick on Yunho’s lips as well. You start to hear your husband whine again, thrusting into the air again, showcasing his hard leaking cock.

“If you start your whining again, I’ll gag you.” Yunho gruffs.

“Give him a break.” you whine slightly, “He’s desperate, Yuyu.”

“He wants to be a fucking cuck, then let him be a cuck. Now shush while I make you see god.”

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[rose-tea-and-strawberries]

Needy!Deuce Headcanons

Deuce Spade being needy is literally everything:

Masterlist

Warning: I write the reader as female

Never going a second without having your hand in his, whether you’re walking side by side or sitting beside each other in class, meal times and unbirthday parties.

You two would always be touching each other: cuddling, him resting his head on your shoulder, engulfing himself in your scent.

When he’s back in Heartslabyul, he’d stay up texting you even though he only just dropped you off at Ramshackle five minutes ago. When you point this out during a phone call, he’d pout and say that he misses your voice.

He loves you so much that he can still see your smile even when he closes his eyes.

He always keeps a protective arm around your waist, half so that he could shield you from any possible danger and half so that he can sate that need to have you as close to him as possible.

He’s never more than three feet away from you at any time.

He is literally: This is Y/N, Y/N loves her personal space. This is Deuce, Deuce also loves Y/N’s personal space

Just to be clear, he will always respect your boundaries. If you want space or alone time by yourself or don’t want to be touched or held - he’ll do whatever you want no question.

LIVES FOR PDA! If you’re not into it then he understands but if you are then hell yeah, go for it. For the first week of you dating, he was shy because he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable but after you have that ✨ healthy communication that we all love ✨ he’ll be living on cloud nine for the rest of his life: secretive pecks in the corners and shadows of the hallways, good luck kisses before a test, long drawn out hugs when he has to leave for Track and Field Club when he gives you a wide-eyed teary look of a soldier being stripped from his home and to go to war and not of a teenage boy just leaving your side for about an hour…

He doesn’t even react when Ace gags and demands that the two of you get a room because 1) he’s just jealous and 2) why would he want to move his head from your shoulder whilst you’re still petting it?

He loves giving you piggyback rides during your dates

His favourite thing to do with you is going on his Magical Wheel because he lives for that feeling of your head resting against his shoulder blades as your torso presses against his back and your arms are wrapped around his waist.

Have fun trying to get out of his hold during cuddle sessions. If his overpowering strength isn’t enough to keep you there then his pleading puppy eyes and sweet little whines begging you to not leave will.

But imagine Deuce getting kiss drunk: eyes glazed and half lidded, body moving out of his control as he wants more and more

It would start off soft and sweet. The two of you would be snuggling in your bedroom in Ramshackle, a calm and quiet reprieve from the hecticness of daily life. 

And you’d spontaneously have the excellent idea of kissing him so you do exactly that.

Cupping his face, you’d pull him towards you with and press your lips against his, letting them linger for a few seconds as your thumb strokes patterns onto his cheek, before pulling away, laughing internally at how his face immediately chases yours.

“More,” Deuce murmured, cheeks a rosy pink and pupils blown wide, looking at you so preciously, so captivated by your presence that you had no choice but to indulge him. So you draw him in again, physically feeling him melt into you, letting your mouths press against each other until your reeling head forces you not to.

Once you had parted for air yet again, he fisted the fabric of your blouse and brought you in for a third time, drinking in your yelp of surprise like a man starved. One of his arms wrap around you, bringing you so close to him it’s hard to tell where you stopped and he started. He could feel himself getting bolder, more confident, as adrenaline mixed into his ex-delinquent blood. The triumph he used to feel winning a fight is absolutely nothing to the pure euphoric exhilaration that fills every vessel, that rushes past his ears so loudly that he can’t hear anything else, his brain turns to mush and all he can think about is the complete and utter devotion he feels for you. His life, his love, his light, his salvation.

He couldn’t stop kissing you - it’s an endless vicious cycle; the more he fed that need to have you the hungrier and hungrier it became. When his treacherous lungs start to scream for oxygen he only allows you a second of reprieve before he dives back in and, with both hands on either side of your face, he begins kissing every inch of skin he can find - your cheeks, the tip of your nose, your forehead - all in a flurry of quick succession.

You drive him insane. All thoughts of reform, of becoming a good little honours student that keeps his nose clean and head down, turn to ash as he feels that already unstable fiddly little delinquent switch teetering dangerously inside him. He makes himself at home on the curve of your neck, trailing kisses down that smooth slope. He interlocks his fingers with yours and feels rejuvenated when your hand squeezes his.

Usually, he’d never let himself lose control in such a way, finding that intense, savage side too shameful, too deplorable to let out - especially to someone so ethereal, so perfect it’s no wonder they’re otherworldly. But here - hidden away in the privacy of your bedroom, the old, weary walls of Ramshackle stationed around you like guards, concealing the both of you from the prying eyes of daily life - he with you in his arms, he felt invincible. He could do anything, be anything. He could let out those secret sides of himself without a care or worry because he knows that you’ll be there to hold him. You’re always there to give even when he’s scared to take.

Even now, you lift his hand and place a gentle kiss on his wrist, all whilst looking him in the eye and giving him such a loving smile he feels his breath hitch.

And when he gathers you into his arms, hugging you close, he knows that he could be with you for eternity and it still wouldn’t be enough

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland x reader #deuce spade x reader #deuce spade #fem reader

[livebloggingmydescentintomadness]

the cockles masterlist, part 6

now split in SIX parts for link limit reasons

WARNING: this post glitches and crashes on mobile. it’s recommended you view this on your desktop, or at least on your mobile browser rather than the app. if my desktop theme is hard on your eyes, try an extension such as Just Read or Reader View to customize the layout and colors.

if you’re still having trouble viewing, or if you don’t want to have to switch between the five posts, here’s all of the links compiled into a google doc.

welcome to the cockles masterpost, a labor of love/insomniac hyperfixation.

i recently wrote this cockles manifesto, but after it got a lot of notes and i kept adding more links to it, i decided i should just go through my 8 years of archives and compile all the cockles posts in a much more accessible and navigable way. after everything with the series finale and destielgate, i figured we could use some happiness, and it turns out there are a lot of people who’ve never heard the cockles gospel.

important disclaimer: yes, i do think that jensen and misha have a private romantic/sexual relationship, but no i do not, in any way, think that they have ever cheated on their wives. we think they are polyamorous, which is a real and valid thing, and misha is openly poly. some people love more than one person, and that’s okay. their families are close and we love and support all of them.

second important disclaimer: despite the amount of innuendo below, this is not about fantasizing about two hot guys fucking. cockles is about the joy of witnessing two people who love each other and make each other happy and are disgustingly cute together. we’re not fetishizing, we’re just appreciating what they publicly share with us.

third important disclaimer: because some of y’all don’t know, the cardinal rule of cockles is that we don’t talk to cockles about cockles. DO NOT leave any comments on their social media accounts implying anything. not even green and blue hearts. they know that we know, but it’s on us not to make it weird. if we’re too obvious and say too much, they might start sharing less. don’t say anything.

for the sake of my sanity, these are in no particular order.

last updated: 3/8/23

🐚 denotes new content

part 1 (That’s Suspicious, mishananigans)

part 2 (#pray4jensen, gag reel hijinks, some posts i’ve written about cockles and rps)

part 3 (know your cockles history, the intimacy)

part 4 (the glory of jibcon)

part 5 (just for cute)

the glory of jibcon continued:

jib11 opening ceremony whispers and giggles

jensen turning his back as misha walks up to hug him | more gifs | video

"just swallow it" "he's always giving that advice" | video

"[danneel] does refer to misha as her boyfriend. which is funny, because so do i." | more gifs | video | fan discussion of this moment

misha sitting on the floor to watch jensen sing, jensen getting shy

jensen serenading misha with "angeles" | video angle 1 | video angle 2 | video of jensen looking at misha, getting flustered, and stopping suddenly | more gifs | photo | misha sitting on the floor watching | another misha photo | the significance of ‘angeles’

"i think you look nice and dapper" ... "then [jensen] went in for a kiss and i was like, whoa!" "hey, when in rome!"

the destiel song they improvised together | video | gifs minus lyrics

big dad angry machine

"i've been haunted by those bear underwear for some time"

jensen "woo!"ing when misha mentions gotham knights

jensen's face going soft when he looks from jared to misha | video

after misha says a unicorn toy is vibrating "for her pleasure", jensen pretends to sit on it | gif

misha moves his chair further away, jensen scoots his closer | video | “what are we doing? am i coming over?”

jensen spinning the wheel then staring at misha for ten seconds straight | video | photos

jensen tells everyone to stop cheering for misha to sing after misha makes it clear he doesn't want to | gifs + bonus “there goes jared with his job security” 👀

jensen winking at misha

jensen saying he's going to plan a big birthday party for misha's 50th, which is more than a year away | video

"you're my canary" | video

whispers and laughing (feat. misha's missing tooth) | photos

"i love those dishes" "you love those bitches??"

misha hyping jensen's new album | video

"my caretaker tells me i had a very nice birthday."

jensen staring at misha’s ass when he bends over

"this is our song"

roasting jared for bragging sam is tougher than dean | gifs

jensen staring at misha before making a birthday wish

riffing on “the european version of spn”: one, two, three, four

chatting about taking their families to amusement parks, jensen refers to misha as ‘daddy’

jensen’s nickname kink in full swing at jib11

12 years of jibcon secrets

head-leaning selfie with briana buckmaster | edit

2023 jibcon11 tag



just for cute (continued):

adorable photo ops: 70 71 72 73 74 75 76 77 78 79 80 81 82 83 84 85 86 87 88 89 90 91 92   93 94

2012 spn wrap party photo

300th episode red carpet flirting

"misha decided jensen was the gift" photo op

hand measuring photo op

#cockles #cockles masterlist #misha collins #jensen ackles #mine

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black album era james facefucking you in backstage ughhhh

i have only one word. yes.

You can hear the excitement through the walls, feel the crowd roar in anticipation through the floor underneath your knees. You'd been waiting for him, dolled up and leaning up against the wall. There isn't much time, James let you know that when he pulled you by the wrist into his dressing room, his lips attached to your neck so quickly that it made your head spin.

Your head is thrown back in a gasp, eyes fluttering closed at the sensation of his hands groping at your hips and ass, feverishly trying to touch as much of you as he could before he had to go perform. Your hand finds the front of his jeans, palming the prominent bulge with a smirk. He hisses, grabbing the back of your hair to pull your face a few inches away from his to look at him.

"Are you gonna be a good girl?"

You nod instantly, lips parted.

"Then get on your knees."

And it's really sloppy when he does it. Knowing he doesn't have much time when he holds you by the hair with one hand, using his other hand to tap the tip against your lips, murmuring under his breath about how pretty you are, before you open your pretty mouth for him and stick out your tongue.

Your eyes water as he fucks your mouth, his grip on your hair stinging but it feels good, both of your hands pressed against both either side of his thighs for balance. The makeup that you'd spent so long doing to look pretty for him is streaming down your cheeks, black streaks and smudged lipstick.

"God, you look so fuckin' pretty like this," he says between grunts, pushing your head all the way down so that he touches the back of your throat, groaning when you gag around him, before pulling you away so that you can gasp a breath, "that's it, fuck."

You just want to please him, swallowing around his cock and humming whenever he praises you, locking eyes with him through your eyelashes. It's that image that sends him reeling, to see you so wrecked, drool dripping down your chin and hair and makeup completely dishevelled.

There's a knock on the door and he falters, but doesn't stop.

"James? You better get your ass out here!"

"I'm coming!" James yells back through clenched teeth, throwing his head back.

"Fuck. Fuck, I'm coming."

And he holds your head down with both of his hands when he does, groaning, and you dig your nails into the sides of his thighs as you take all he gives you down your throat.

When he finishes with a few more grunts, you pull off him with a pop and wipe your mouth with the back of your hand, still on your knees on the floor, gazing up at him starry-eyed.

He zips up his pants and lifts you up off your knees to kiss you, tasting himself on you, landing a few pats on your ass before he pulls away, "I'll see you after the show, sweetheart."

#imagining black album era in this actually nearly ended my life #it's too hot to handle i literally started sweating #and YES i know the whole im coming thing is prob overused #but i am a SUCKER for it ok #yes that was a pun #a sucky one #james hetfield #james hetfield smut #metallica smut