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BTS FIC RECS PART 4.1

Part 4.1 of some of my favourite BTS fanfics. Please do consider liking, reblogging and/or commenting on the fics you like. There are so many wonderful and amazing authors out there who do not get the recognition they deserve. So please send them lots of love to keep them going. If you're on here, then know I enjoyed every second of reading your story ♡

There will be two parts 4 as it's (sadly?) too long to be saved under one post. Stay tuned for part 5, joon recs will be added!

Please let me know if some of the links aren’t working. Happy reading!

⊹ Navi ‣ Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 4.1 | Part 5 |

⊹ Merry Kinkmas - part 02 Enemies to lovers au au | s | @bebejungkook ‣ You find out who your secret Santa was but his gift was a little too personal.

⊹ In Your Arms Tonight College au | s, f | @angelguk ‣ “I’m Team I Would Like To Be Fucked Tonight.” You stated, blatantly ignoring the stink eye he shot your way. “But clearly that’s not on our agenda. Have you ever seen Vampires Suck?”

⊹ Baecation Richboy!jk au | s, f | @1kook ‣ “Lose the top, or lose the right to present yourself in any low back gown for the next three months.” He truly knew the way to your heart.

⊹ Act Of Falling Fuckboy!jk au | s, f , a | @kooktrash ‣ What was supposed to be a meaningless fling has turned into much more before you both realized you were falling. Now all you can do is hope that all the challenges you’ve faced are worth something.

⊹ Candles & Flames Royal AU | s, f, a | @taegularities ‣  He wasn’t supposed to be yours. His foolery wasn’t supposed to target you. This wasn’t supposed to happen.

⊹ Distractions Practice couple au | s, f | @chryblossomjjk ‣ Jungkook agreed to let you do his makeup, but he can't stop getting distracted.

⊹ Naughty Boy Step siblings au | s | @scribblemetae ‣ Reader is older step sister that knows he has a crush on her/yandere tendencies & she teases him until one day he gives in. 

⊹ When It Feels Right (read part 1 first) Divorce au | a, f | @7deadlysinsfics ‣ Although Jungkook is struggling with the decision he made months ago, he still thinks it was the best thing he could’ve done for your safety. But he isn’t doing well, and his friends are worried about him and how he’s choosing to deal with his feelings. Meanwhile, you’re now living with your brother, his wife, and their ten-month-old daughter, who has helped bring some light into your life. Just as you decide to tell Jungkook the truth about your pregnancy, he appears at your brother’s house with a truth of his own.

⊹ When She Loved Me Terminally Ill au | s, f, a | @jungkookstatts ‣ How does one live when life is bound to end? 

⊹ your step brother fucking you in front of your parents Step siblings au | s | @aris-ink

⊹ Don't Blame Me (on-going) Single Dad au | s, f, a | @thvhoe ‣ Jungkook is known for his good looks and is often described by your friends as "daddy material." Funny enough, he actually was a daddy. The daddy of the baby girl you babysit every Saturday. Working as a nanny for the world's grumpiest single dad should have been easy, but you can't keep your eyes off him. He's handsome, a little arrogant, with broad shoulders and strong tattooed arms. And when he decides he can't keep his hands off of you. Who are you to resist?

⊹ Rolling Stone Idol au | s, f , a | @kooktrash ‣ He was a rolling stone with no ties to anyone or any place and that’s how he and his fans liked it. Now he’s found you and it’s never been this hard to convince someone that he’ll stay. The problem is neither of you know what it means to express yourselves without reverting to sex as a form to end discussion. It causes all hell to break loose when Jungkook realized if he wants you to stay for him [with him] then he needs to show it to you too. Can Jungkook and Y/n get past their own growing doubts on if what they feel is real and work out a way to be together—especially considering Y/n wants nothing to do with the limelight?

⊹ The Ability To Fantom - part 02 (on-going) Brother’s best friend au | a, f | @hanniwrites ‣ You are shocked when your friends reveal their theory: Jungkook, your brother’s annoying best friend, has a crush on you. A bad one.

⊹ Torn Apart Infidelity au | s, a | @bethschamberoftales ‣ That one time when you caught your boyfriend cheating on you.

⊹ My Love Is Here (series) Unrequited love to requited | s, f, a | @solemnreads ‣ You didn’t mean for it to happen. It’s not like you purposely woke up one day and thought “Hey I’m going to fall in love with my best friend!” No, that is not at all what happened.

⊹ I'll Stop Tomorrow Friends with benefits AU | s, a | @dreamyjoons ‣ You know it has to end.

⊹ Just A Taste Spring break AU | s, f | @cutechim ‣ “Your lips make me wonder what the rest of you would taste like.”

⊹ Flat Tire Established relationship AU | s, f | @ppersonna ‣ How do you pass the time when you’re stuck on the side of the road with your boyfriend, with a flat tire?

⊹ One Mistake (on-going) Idol!Tae & Cheating AU | a | @vamours ‣ it’s been three years since you and Taehyung had started dating. recently, you’ve started to notice changes in taehyung’s behavior towards you. with your four years anniversary only a few weeks away, you’ve come to discover the truth.

⊹ Akrasia Strangers to? | s | @nitaescence ‣ Basically two strangers fucking in a crowded bus.

⊹ Stepdad Taehyung Step!father au | s | @aris-ink ‣ "He was not touching himself right beside you. No, that was not possible"

⊹ Rock Bottom Idol Jimin AU | s, f, a | @jkbabiey ‣ When, in a four-year marriage, you get to the point where you question its worth, you know that’s your rock bottom. How many I’m sorry’s will you handle? How many times are too many times?

⊹ What's Poppin Established relationship AU, | f, s | @joonberriess ‣ Yoongi being the type to buy you a chain cause if he’s pimped out, his girl gotta be too.

⊹ Foundation - Part 01, 02, 03 feat Yoongi Non-idol doctors AU | f , s, a | @hamsterclaw ‣ You know Jungkook is a fuckboy. So why are you letting him fuck with you? Featuring Yoongi.

⊹ Looks so refreshed Idol AU | s | @kimnjss ‣ Friends with benefits is hard, but when he’s an international superstar… It’s much harder. So while you love his friends to death, spending the night holed up in his hotel room just sounds a lot more fun than a dinner party.

⊹ Friends (3TAN) Brother's best friend AU | f, s, a | @kithtaehyung ‣ The week you get with Yoongi has a few surprises. and one of them presents itself in the form of a phone call.

⊹ So it goes Friends with benefits (ish) AU | f , s | @prodagustd ‣  You and Yoongi have been hooking up, having dates and spending most of the week together for almost seven months. He was comfortable without a title, until the last two weeks, when you couldn't see him because of your busy schedule, Yoongi can't understand why he misses you so bad if your relationship is just sex to him. Or maybe he does, but he's too much of a coward to admit it..

⊹ Marry me, Yoongi Established relationship AU | f, s | @spideyjimin ‣ When Yoongi decides to get married in vegas after all the fan’s comments on the vlives.  

⊹ Amour Propre Established relationship AU | a | @randombtsprincessa ‣ Crumbling Relationship with one Min Yoongi

⊹ Blind Spot Established relationship AU | f, a | @randombtsprincessa ‣ Yoongi tries to win you back.

⊹Your Universe Rejection AU | f, a, s | @muniimyg ‣ Regretting rejecting oc, Min Yoongi goes through a circus load of gestures and tasks in attempt to be loved again

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Kinkmas 🎄 № 1: Cockwarming

summary: you kinda (not really) bet harry to ‘no nut november’ and its finally december 1st. 

word count: 2.8k

reading time: 11 min

content warnings: 18+,cockwarming (obviously), teasing, grinding, brief fingering, fluff, clingy reader (and harry tbh), desperate, passionate p in v sex, pet names (baby, lovie). 

a/n: Welcome to Kinkmas!

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You had told Harry it was a childish idea. But one thing about Harry, he was stubborn and hard-headed, and if you'd told him not to do something he was going to do anyway….well, he'd just commit to it ten times harder. And that's precisely what he did with No Nut November. 

He'd brought up the idea of participating directly after the two of you had some particularly mindblowing Halloween sex. You were giggling, wrapped up in one another, Halloween costume in pieces, still basking in your orgasm glow when you'd off-handedly joked how you couldn't believe you'd gone so long without sex like you'd grown accustomed to with Harry. He'd agreed, joking that he'd 'implode' without having you at least four times a week. Which led to you challenging him, lovingly calling him pussy whipped, and saying he couldn't last two days without you before he came begging for it. You know, because you've seen it before.  His record was actually three days. 

But still, if you think about it too hard, you'd realize that this, No Nut November, not having had sex with your boyfriend in a month, nonsense is all your own fault. You challenged him, and he swore to No Nut November because he's….Harry, meaning he also committed you to it as well, and now here you are. In bed, counting down the hours until December 1st. Literally. Minute by minute. And hour by hour. You've been trying to distract yourself with a book for the last hour, but you've not retained any of the words your eyes have been scanning despite flipping the pages. All you can think about is how Harry's barely touched you outside of light caresses and feather-light pecks to your lips. For. The. Last. Month. The material you were reading is by no means helping. All the talk of groaping, nipping, and ravishing. They seemed to be the only words you could pay any attention to. 

While you have made your disdain for Harry's unnecessary commitment known, Harry has seemed to be unphased by it all. It was your favorite thing about him and your biggest pet peeve. He was always so nonchalant. About everything, except you! Usually, at least, but much to your surprise, he's been able to contain himself and even turned down your many attempts to break his silly vow early this month. You were disappointed, and it may have led to an even deeper conversation that the two of you needed to have when it came to your relationship with sex and your sex life. And while you were grateful that this silly bet could be a vehicle for you to have that conversation, you were ready for it to all be done. You looked over at the clock on Harry's bedside table. 

One more hour. Forty-five minutes, to be exact.  

Harry was still in the bathroom, going through his nightly routine and trying to get a grip himself. Harry had been strong for 29 days, nearly 30 days. He could make it one more night. But, as Harry wraps the floss around his fingers, he tries to remember why he agreed to do this in the first place. To prove a point, he's sure. What point? He couldn't think of anything else but you to think of a decent answer. But he's noticed. How you've been huffing around the house all month, but especially today, hoping he'd break on the last day and give you what you've been desperate for. How you've been glancing at the clock every forty-five minutes since the sunset. How - 

"Harry, come to bed, will you?" your voice carries into the en suite from the bedroom. He can't help but smirk. You've been slightly whiny all day, all week, really, and he found it so fucking endearing. Knowing that you were just as desperate for him as he was for you. You'd deny it, but this arrangement the past month has been a fun challenge for you. He knows how much you enjoy being teased, and this month has been nothing if not one giant tease.  

So, not wanting to drag out your misery any longer, Harry rushes through the rest of his routine and comes to the doorway, leaning against it, smiling at you and your book, cuddled under the covers. 

"How's the book?" He asks. He always asks. 

"Meh. It's okay, not as good as the first one." You rush out, place your bookmark, and close the pages. You put it on your bedside table, turning off your light, leaving only the lamp on Harry's bedside table to illuminate the room. You pat his spot next to him, a slight pout on your lips when he doesn't budge from his spot leaning against the doorframe. "Harry….come on, bedtime. I'm exhausted." 

"Alright," he chuckles, pushing off the doorframe, "you just remember that." He says, peeping the cute set you'd decided to go to sleep in tonight. It was a silk baby blue, matching set that you'd just bought on a Cyber Monday sale. You figured it'd be the perfect thing to wear to break your temporary celibacy. 

"Remember what?" you question oh too innocently, through a yawn, your eyes already closed. 

"It's bedtime. Emphasis on bed." He flicks off the lamp on his bedside table and slides into bed in his spot behind you. You notice it after a few moments once he's comfortably tucked behind you, an arm around your waist. And you can't help the proud smirk that creeps onto your face. 

Your plan worked! 

You knew that the new set you'd put on, plus a few pouts, would get him hard…..he was almost too easy. So you allow yourself to wiggle around, to 'get more comfortable,' and be positive that you'd feel a grip around your hip, telling you to "be still, and go to sleep." It had happened so many nights this month, but not tonight. His tight grip is there tonight, but it's encouraging your movements. You let out a short gasp, biting your lower lip when you feel Harry's lips on the back of your neck. 

"I thought it was bedtime." you tease.

"It is. I just…..I was thinking…" he mumbles between kisses to your neck and shoulder and nibbles your earlobe.

"...yes.."

"What if I just slip inside. That's not cheating, is it?" 

"It's the last day." you giggle, wanting so badly to give him a taste of his own medicine but quickly losing any remnants of self-control with his lips doing wonders on your neck.

"Exactly, it would suck to come all this way to lose on a technicality, wouldn't it? So what do you think, Lovie? Did we still finish the challenge if I just - put it inside ya? Just missed you wrapped around me, baby." Now it's Harry who's whining, hand tight on your hip, grinding your ass down into his hardening cock. 

You have half a mind to turn him down. After all the struggle you've been through this month, just for him to want to give in on the last day? But he feels so good pressed against you, and his lips are so soft pressed against that spot on your neck that gets you every time. His voice grounds you back down to earth before you can get too lost in the feeling. 

"Baby…" 

"This was your idea," you say earnestly.

"You dared me." 

"I did no such -" Just then, he nipped at your neck before sucking on the sensitive skin under your ear, "No, I didn't. You're just a brat." you giggle, throwing the nickname right back at him…for once. 

He pinches your side with a groan. "Don't be mean. I'm in need here, baby. Come on." He continues his work on your neck, shoulder, anywhere he can reach. After a few moments, though, he's had enough and taps at your hip, signaling you to turn over. You allow him to flip you on your other side, facing him, his lips instantly catching yours. He slots his throat between your thighs, bringing your hips to grind down onto the flexed muscle of his thigh. You can't help but let out a moan of relief that slips from your lips into Harry's mouth, which he swallows for you happily. 

You allow your hands to twist into his curls at the nape of his neck, racking your nails down his scalp, pulling him closer. Wrapping your arms around his shoulders, you press yourself even further into him, your hips moving on their own accord now. 

"You sure you want to - wanna give up." you taunt, nipping at his bottom lip. 

"I. don't care. Need you. Please." 

In that moment, you realize that all he needed to do was beg. All he ever needs to do is beg, and you are absolute putty in his hands. 

You pull back from his lips just a few centimeters, leaning your forehead on his. But Harry was starved, chasing after your lips with his, nipping at your lips. 

"Please, baby." 

It was unnecessary, now. Harry's begging. You were already going to give him what he wanted, but the prayer rolling off his lips still makes your stomach flip. 

"S'not cheating." you rush out before crashing your lips to his once again, eating his moans. 

Suddenly, the two of you are a mess of limbs, trying to rid each other of your clothes. Granted, it was just your silk sleep set and his boxers, but the two of you refusing to separate lips made things much more difficult. Once you were both rid of the barriers, Harry rolled on top of you, burying himself in your shoulder, running his nose up your neck, nipping his way up, and moving his hips into yours. He lets out a hiss as his tip nudges at your clit, wet with your arousal from grinding down on his thigh.

"Fuck, baby." he takes his hand from your hip, snaking it between you two, "Gotta get you ready for me, okay?" He moans, leaning his forehead on hears, with a sweet peck to the pout that's made its way to your lips when you realize what he is doing. 

"Harry - just -" 

"It's been a month. You're not changing my mind, hey. Look at me." He says, nudging his nose to yours, "I'm right here. You just relax and take what I give you. Got it?" when you nod, without a word, he slips one of his thick fingers inside. "Got it?" 

"Mhm. yeah. Sorry." you moan, curling yourself into Harry's neck. 

"It's okay. Just relax; gotta fit me in there, yeah?" Harry coos at you, skillfully working his finger in and out of you. "Talk to me, baby. Missed you too much." 

"Missed you too, Harry -" You force yourself away from him enough to turn your head towards him to capture his lips in a searing kiss. "Missed you so much, you have no idea." you plead, "Please, more." You whimper, rolling your hips into his hand, and he obliges, slowly pushing in a second digit. 

"What do we say?" 

"Thank you," you whine out, rolling your head back on your pillow, allowing Harry the room to mark up your neck like he's been waiting for all month. 

"And, Lovie?" 

"Hmm." you hum, blinking up at Harry. 

"No coming," he smirked down at you, one hand between your legs and his other arm propping himself up on his elbow. You huff at him but nod your understanding, turning yourself into his neck for comfort while his fingers work you open. "There, you go, baby." He coos as he feels you relax on his fingers, making him want to add a third just for…safety. And he does, enjoying the cute noises bubbling up your throat with each drag of his fingers. "You're doing so good, baby. You think you're ready for me?" 

You nod frantically, rolling your hips up into his hand to convince him. "Yes, always ready. Please." 

He plants a deep kiss on your lips, pulling his fingers out of you, swallowing your moan in protest. He pulls away, licking his fingers clean, before maneuvering himself back, hovering over you. Harry grabs ahold of himself at the base, allowing you to roll your hips up, your clit rubbing up and down the tip of his cock.  

"Shhh, baby. I'm gonna give it to you but remember, I'm just - fuck - just filling you up, okay. Gotta stay still, I'm okay?" He huffs, nipping at your jaw, placing kisses anywhere he can reach. 

"Yes. Please, Harry, just -" 

"Stay still, baby," he smirked, holding your hip into the mattress. When he's satisfied with your limited wiggling, he slowly runs his tip up and down your folds a few times, lining himself up before slowly pushing inside, inch by inch. "Oh, Lovie." he groans into your mouth, "Missed you so much." he licks at your bottom lip, begging for entrance, wanting to be wholly consumed with you, and you allow him to be. When he's fully seated inside, you tighten your legs around his waist and arms around his shoulders, burying your face in his shoulder, enjoying the feeling of being so full. The heaviness of him, how deep he was. It was heavenly. You enjoy his lips, kissing, and his teeth nibbling, his voice whispering sweet nothings in your ear. Enjoying the feeling of Harry. And with his lips working magic all over? You weren't sure how much longer you could just allow him to be in you without him being in you.  

"Harry," you whine, "Please move." 

"I can't." 

"Yes, you can," you grumble, shifting your hips up to meet his, just for him to hold you back down. 

"Stay still," he begs, now because he's losing his resolve and his slow ability not to finish inside you, with the way you're wrapped around him, rolling your hips and squeezing - but he's made it far. He can't give up now, not when he's so close - god, is he already tight? Just from being buried in you for a couple of minutes? You are quite literally fluttering around him, but still, he shouldn't - 

"No. Harry, look. You can move - look." you insist, turning your attention to the alarm clock on his bedside table. 

12:02 AM

In blinking red numbers. 

"This stupid bet is over, please, Harry - oh." 

He only hesitated a split second, trying to wrap his mind around what his eyes were seeing. But once it clicked. It clicked. And his hips seemed to be on autopilot, the way they slowly and sloppily rolled against yours, quickly coming up with a pace that worked magic for you both as he ground his pelvis into your clit. 

"Fuck, baby - you feel so fucking good." He moans, leaning his forehead against yours, your head cradled between his forearms. "I missed you so much." 

"I missed - I missed you too." you barely get the words out before you feel it creeping up on you, the tightening in your belling and tingling at the base of your spine. "I'm -" 

"I know, baby, me too. Shit." He hisses, kissing down your neck, speeding up his hips. You wrap your fingers in his hair, giving it an encouraging tug that you know he always appreciates. To which he groans in your neck, and you revel in it. You're so close that your skin starts to prick with heat, and all you can sense is Harry. "Come with me. Please, Lovie." Harry begs, so you do. 

You come with a bright white light flash behind your lids, your eyes snap shut, and you hold onto Harry as he holds onto you, groaning into the juncture between your shoulder and neck, biting his own lip. 

A few moments later, you're still on cloud nine. You're floating, weightless, as Harry cleans up the mess between your legs, not before admiring at first, though. 

"You are such a freak." you giggle, swatting Harry away and closing your knees together. "Clean me up or let me do it, but please don't -." 

"Don't, what? I like seeing the mess I've made." He smirks. You roll your eyes as he opens your legs and begins work cleaning you up. 

"Thank you," you murmur through a yawn. Already drawing the covers over you. Harry cleans himself off, tossing the rag on the floor to the foot of the bed, promising to put it away in the morning. 

"Sorry, by the way. Didn't mean to make the first time we had sex in a month a quicky." he chuckles, climbing into bed with your wrapping himself around your naked form. "I don't know what I expected to happen, though. Don't let me do that again." He sighs, planting a kiss on your cheek. 

"Never." 

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[bubblebaththoughts]

Morning Sex

Neteyam x Fem!Na’vi!Reader

kinkmas masterlist

warnings: 18+ MDNI! p in v, lazy sex 🤭, teasing, bit of cursing

translations:

syulang - flower

Neteyam woke up in a cold sweat, his eyes frantically searched for you. You slept peacefully on his chest, in his arms, safe.

He groaned, his head tilting back to look up at the sky, which was getting brighter by the moment.

He felt you stir, your hands coming up to your face and you used them to rub the sleep from your eyes.

You blinked up at him, a sleepy smile on your face. “Hi.”

“Hi, syulang.” He smiled down at you, his own hand coming up to push your messy hair out of your face, “Sleep alright?”

You nod, softly yawning as you relax against his warm skin.

“Come here pretty girl.” He pulled you up until you’re straddling him

You look down at him with sleepy eyes, Eywa he loved you like this.

“What game are you playing Neteyam?” You accuse, your loving smile morphing into a smirk

“Nothing.” He squeezed your hips

“Liar.” You laughed, throwing your head back

His hands slid up to your waist, gently squeezing. “Want you.”

“I’m right here.” You tease leaning down to hovet over his lips

“Wanna be inside you.” He mumbled, then leaned up to connect your lips

The kiss is lazy, messy, sloppy. Everything Neteyam never was.

He always was very clean and calculated.

His hand came up to rest gently on your cheek, pulling you even closer to him.

He pulls away with a lazy smirk on his face. “You were begging for me last night, and I gave what you wanted. Give me what I want.”

“Say please.” You smile, your hand gripping his chin.

“Make me.” He teased, slapping your thigh

“I will.” You challenged, your hips began to slightly rut against him

“Whatever you say, pretty girl.” He laughed, pulling you in once again

He realized in this moment that he really liked messy kisses, and how he could hear the lewd sounds of your lips mashing.

Before he knew it, you had taken his loincloth off, yours being long discarded.

You begin to rock against him again, his cock sliding between the lips of your soaking pussy, but you wouldn’t let it slip inside.

Neteyam tried to steady your hips to control the movement, but you pushed his hands away.

“Baby.” He whined, throwing his head back “Lemme fuck you.”

“What’s the magic word?” You tease

His ears perk up, “You’re serious?”

“Quite.” You poke his chest

“Fuck, fine.” He surrendered, “Please.”

“Please… what?” You push him further, honestly you were wondering how far he would let you go with this, as he was always in charge.

He growled, his hands coming up to stop your hips from moving completely. “Please, let me fuck you.”

You smiled, moving back to let his cock slip inside.

“So good.” He groaned, throwing his head back.

In a quick motion, before you could even begin to ride him, he’s got you on your back, and he was deeply yet slowly thrusting into you with a purposeful pace.

You whine, gripping onto his shoulders for dear life. Your nails dig deep into his skin, creating deep marks.

Neteyam leans up, capturing your lips in a deep kiss. Small moans leave your lips as he practically tortured you with the slow drags of his cock.

He pulls you back by your kuru and presses his nose against your neck.

“You’re so amazing.” He mumbled

Your hands find his braids and push them out of his face, peeking down at him with a lazy smile on your face.

His hand slips down between your legs, finding your clit and beginning rub slow circles on it.

You whine, the sensation of his cock thrusting into you, mixed with his slow motions on your clit began to drag you to your peak.

He had you practically panting for him, torturing you purposely.

“Teyam, please.” You whine

“You want to cum, is that it?” He smirked at you

“Please!” You cry out

“I hear you. Cum for me pretty girl.” He began to work his fingers faster, and soon enough, you had finally been pushed over the edge.

You go lax, letting him use you like s rag doll.

He follows you have a few more thrusts, emptying himself deep into you with a guttural moan.

“Such a good girl,” He moaned, pulling you into his chest and letting you cuddle against him once more

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Kinkmas Day 10

B r e a t h P l a y

So’lek x Na’vi!Reader

Warnings: 🔞MINORS DNI🔞, breath play (duh), slight grinding, slight dub con, mentions of alcoholic intoxication

‼️Potential spoilers for Avatar:Frontiers of Pandora‼️

Cheers and music sounded throughout the Aranahe hometree, another RDA facility had been destroyed. It had been some time now since the Aranahe had joined the resistance in the fight for Pandora. While celebrations of every battle weren’t common, the Aranahe, mainly Nefika, had invited some of the members of the resistance to “lift spirits” after such a challenging battle. While you and the rest of your Sarentu companions were more than eager to partake in the festivities, So’lek was hesitant, feeling it wasn’t time for a celebration when the fight was far from over. 

Still when you gave him those wide and excited eyes of yours, his heart couldn’t help, but soften leading him to begrudgingly follow along, now leaning against the bark of hometree watching from a distance as a mix of both resistance and Aranahe members circled around Eetu on the ikran landing as he told fierce and enticing stories, most being of his accomplishments and time with his ikran, Zomey. 

A soft chuckle leaves you, overhearing part of Eetu’s tale as you climb the path to the ikran outpost with a bottle of some strange yet sweet smelling elixir in your hand. Your eyes immediately find So’lek as you reach the platform, his arms crossed over his chest and a stern look painted his features. Your smile didn’t waver as you approached him, admiring the celebration yourself. Upon a closer inspection you could tell So’lek’s eyes were hopping from Teylan, Nor, and Ri’nela with a protective look hidden beneath his gaze. 

“Enjoying yourself?” You muse, settling yourself beside him. A small hint of a smile rises to So’lek’s lips, his ears perking to the sound of your voice, giving you a gentle side glance before returning his eyes to the group before him, “The celebration brings a small comfort, it reminds me vaguely of ones my own clan would host similar to this. Still I cannot help, but feel on edge; this celebration is putting us in a vulnerable position.” So’lek huffs, shifting his weight from side to side anxiously. You nod your head softly as he speaks, his low rumbling voice, sends a shiver down your spine as you try to stay focused on his words.

“I don’t think we have anything to worry about, the RDA wouldn’t attack when we have a home field advantage.” You say simply, looking in his direction with a confident gaze on your eyes. So’lek returns your gaze, seeing straight through your confident statement to the innocence in your voice as he lets out a small chuckle and a shake of his head, “We may have driven Mercer out, but there are still RDA on Pandora… it is risky, especially considering what happened the last time we celebrated prematurely. The sky people hold no honor or boundaries. They will do what it takes to win.”, “And so will we.” You retort, holding out the bottle to him with a smile, “But for now, we should enjoy ourselves. Go on, drink. I promise I don’t have cooties.”, “Coo-tees?” So’lek repeats with a confused expression, pinching his brows together. 

“Just drink!” You can’t help, but giggle watching him struggle with the English term, pushing the bottle into his hand. His eyes drift from you to the bottle, scanning it a little hesitantly before bringing the tip to his lips, giving it an experimental sniff before titling his head back to allow its contents to flow into his mouth. A warm sensation immediately spreads through his chest as he swallows along with a harsh sting in the back of his throat, that prompts him to let out a few coughs. 

Your childish giggles fill his ears again as you watch him down the potent liquor, “It’s good isn’t it? Nefika said it would help you loosen up.”. So’lek gives you a slight scoff with a roll of his eyes, as he lifts the bottle once more, “I do not need to loosen up.” He emphasizes the words before taking another swig from the bottle. The light blush that dances on your cheeks now becomes obvious to So’lek, assuming you’ve probably been attempting to “loosen up” yourself. 

“You are drunk.” He accuses blatantly, making your overly cheerful expression drop to a forced frown, “I am not.” You say while lowering your tone to mimic his own voice. His eyes widen and ears perk looking a little unsettled before a small chuckle breaks from him, evident that he’s still holding back any true emotions. Damn he’s a tough nut to crack, you think to yourself. Yet throughout the night the two of you take turns passing the bottle to each other before its contents settle happily on the depths of your bellies. You notice even with the influence of the alcohol, So’lek’s mood shifted from almost inaudible chuckles to himself to almost unconscious silence as he sat in his own thoughts as your bodies inches closer together with each passing swig of alcohol. 

Before you know it, you can smell the booze on his breath as it hits your face as you find yourself absentmindedly staring up at him in your intoxicating state. “It is rude to stare.” So’lek grumbles a little cheekily, yet he had been mapping out your features with his own eyes just seconds before, “Then tell me what is on your mind. You’ve gone quiet.”. A low hum leaves So’lek’s throat as he sighs heavily, blinking rapidly for a moment, breaking eyes contact with you as he shifts his position, the internal confliction he was having with himself showing through the seams, “I will not… these thoughts are.. confusing. I am not entirely used to having them yet.”. His response makes you cock your head to the side, shifting your own position to lean your shoulder against the bark of hometree to face him directly, arms crossing over your chest, “Try me…” you reply with the utmost confidence.

Another low hum, this time louder leaves So’lek, making your ears twitch at the sound. So’lek too mimics your position, his eyes wandering your form once again, not daring to make eye contact with you for one reason or another. His hand twitches as he lifts it slightly, a sign of hesitance before leaning into the action of moving it to your thigh, allowing his knuckles to brush the soft skin, his eyes attached to his movements as he gently moves his fingers down the length of it, “These thoughts… they are like a parasite in my mind.” He says softly, the familiar gravelly tone in his voice makes you shiver, his eyes still trailing his hand as it moves back up, now moving in a gentle caressing pattern, “They start innocent… and then fester into something more…” he pauses briefly as his gaze finally lifts to yours, now taking in your fully awed expression, “-problematic.” 

His gaze is intense, leaving you feeling incredibly vulnerable under it, like he could see straight through you. The way your thighs slowly pressed together when his touch starts to provoke less innocent reactions from your body. A certain ache that seemed to occur more frequently when you were near him. “Problematic?” You echo in the form of a question, yet your words are quiet, soft spoken. Your ears flattening against your head as So’lek moves in closer, his cheek ever so slightly brushing against yours, his breath hot on your ear, lips just barely inches away from it, “I have watched you grow into a strong warrior from the time I helped you escape from the TAP facility. I hold great respect for you.” You stiffen as So’lek turns his head, nuzzling gently against your cheek, taking subtle inhales of your scent and you can practically feel his body tremble slightly in response, “Yet these thoughts… these- desires are not as respectful as I would like to admit.”. 

You feel your breath straining to exit your air way as you gasp at the intent of his words, what So’lek was truly trying to convey to you with both his tone and actions, gently running the tip of his nose along your cheekbone. Adrenaline began to course through your veins, your heart hammering against your rib cage as your body starts to move on its own, your hands drifting up his arms until your parks are pressed against the cool metal of his chest plate, fingers carefully looping around the necklace of sky people dog tags, “And… what if I don’t mind them? Those thoughts.” You ask a little bit more confidently than you thought you were capable of in this moment. A rough sighed out growl vibrates on your skin as So’lek shifts his hand from your thigh to your hip, guiding your back against the tree, while his other rests beside your head, pinning you between the bark of hometree and himself, “You should mind them.” He grumbles into your ear, his fingertips pressing indents into the skin of your hip, his tail lashing behind him as if he was attempting to intimidate you. 

“I don’t….” You say simply, watching him with half lidded eyes. He was so close, and if it weren’t for your intoxicated state, you would have sensed that a few of the party goers had noticed the surprising series of events that the two of you were enacting in such an out of character display. Another growl vibrates in So’lek’s chest as he lowers his face to the side of your neck, this tip of his nose drawing a line from your jaw to your jugular, his heavy breaths batting against your skin sends shivers down your spine. “So’lek?” You whisper only to be caught off guard when his hand slips from your hip to your lower back, bringing your hips to meet his as his tongue finally reveals itself from behind his lips, licking an agonizingly slow stripe up your neck.

A trembling gasp escapes you, your grasp on his dog tags instinctively tightening as your body submits itself to his advances, slightly leaning your head to the side in order to provide him with better access to your neck. This seems to please him, as So’lek lets out a low grunt, pressing his hips more assertively. Your brain became fuzzy, your senses overstimulated since your inebriated brain could only focus on So’lek and his touch and how it was making your body hotter and hotter, even still the growing patch of slick in your loincloth was becoming more prominent by the second. It became such a dangerous yet enticing dance, So’lek’s lips working to leave dark marks all along your neck, his hot breath fanning against the wet areas of sensitive skin causing you to shiver, while your hands began to aimlessly roam any part of his body you could reach, feeling him and pressing him impossibly closer to you. It was perfect… well almost perfect, if you weren’t completely out in the open, garnering more and more glances your way. 

This thought finally enters your brain in a moment of consciousness as you attempt to push So’lek back to detach him from your neck, “So’lek… So’lek.” You call to him in a slurring of words, practically tripping over your own tongue, palms now pressed to his chest plate in attempt to move him, yet he doesn’t budge. An assertive growl his breathed against your neck before he continues painting what has become an abstract piece on your neck, his grip on your tightening in retaliation. “S-So’lek we should move.. get out of the open. Perhaps somewhere a bit more quiet.” You try to rationalize with him, yet from the rough bite of his canines you had a feeling it wouldn’t be so easy… that is until a streak of yellow passes through your peripheral.

“Yes, yes as much as I am glad to see you have enjoyed the party as well as the drinks, your allies do not need to watch you mate before all the clans, child- may Eywa be your only witness.” Nefika chides humorously, which- although rather begrudgingly pulls So’lek from his escapade of your neck, grasping your hand with a simple “Come.” Before guiding you away from the festivities.

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NSFW MDNI!!!

kinkmas day nine ! size difference

keeho x f. reader

warnings: reader is smaller/shorter than him, tummy bulge, praise, unprotected sex+cumming inside (wrap it up ppl), sex in a public space but no one is around so

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you loved accompanying keeho to the gym. you both were busy and it was a good time to finally be able to be in his presence and just talking about your days or weeks. sometimes you would walk the treadmill with him or give kisses after each rep he does. other times, you just sit and watch him work out. you just listen to his stories as he somewhat struggles to tell them due to his breathlessness from the lifting.

this time was definitely the latter.

“baby.”

you blink out of your trance. “huh?”

“what’s going through your head right now?” keeho asks, setting down the weights and making his way over to you who sits on the bench. you become lightheaded after seeing the way his veins pop out of his arm. how the sweat drips down the side of his face. how he stops in front of you, his figure towering over yours.

“nothing! i was just listening to you.” you fake a smile but keeho just stares you down, making you feel extra small.

“oh, really? what was i saying?” he challenges you, crossing his arms. you stare at the veins that decorate them and your mouth dries up and somehow salivates at the same time.

“uhm…” you drag out, smiles growing on both of your faces until you two burst out laughing.

“so, what’s up with you?” keeho questions and kneels so you’re face to face, his hand resting on your knee.

you blush, “you’re just, really hot when you work out.”

keeho smirks as his thumb rubs against your thigh, you squeeze your legs together. “is my baby getting all worked up?” he pouts at you.

you nod, mumbling a “yeah, just need you.”

he leans in to kiss you, then softly laying you back against the bench. it’s somewhat uncomfortable but you ignore it because you’re a bit desperate. you feel his tongue on your lips and you open your mouth for him, you arms wrapping around his shoulders to get closer to him.

pulling away, he asks, “can i fuck you here?”

“please.”

keeho continues kissing you as his fingers pull at the waistband of your gym shorts and underwear, you helping adjust yourself to pull them off. he trails kisses against your jaw and to your neck, you grabbing his exposed arms and squeezing, feeling the way his muscles flex.

you look up at him with big doe eyes, “you’re so hot, kyo. so strong.” he curses under his breath, then drags two fingers up and down your slit, gathering your wetness and making you squirm. “fuck me, please.”

keeho tugs his sweatpants and boxers down in one go, freeing his leaking and hardening dick. he pulls you closer, causing you to yelp, until you feel his tip pushing into your pussy, you nearly becoming breathless.

as he sinks into you, you wrap your legs around his waist, locking your ankles together. your eyes roll to the back of your head with how he fills you up.

when keeho starts to slowly fuck into you, he curses, “fuck, baby, so deep inside you.” keeho presses his big hand against the bulge in your tummy while you whine.

“feels so fuckin’ good, kyo. so big.” he grabs your hand and guides it to the bulge, resting on it, you moan from the feeling.

“my good girl, taking me so well.” keeho groans, his fingers digging into your waist to help fuck into you harder. you grab onto his toned arms to ground yourself.

your eyes flicker between his focused face and your bulging stomach, the butterflies appearing quickly. you can’t get over how big he is to the point where you can see him through your belly. “ah!~ gonna cum!” you can only give a quick warning before you let go, creaming his cock and tightly squeezing him with your walls, helping him cum, too.

keeho stills inside you and basically fills your womb with his release, both of you moaning from the pleasure. “you did so well for me, baby.”

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Push It | Mikko Rantanen

summary: when Mikko sees you getting stressed late one night, he feels obligated to step in to help.

kinkmas: day nine (squirting)

warnings: sexual themes, p in v, oral (fem receiving!), thigh riding, swearing.

word count: 3.39k

authors note: this is my second time writing for Mikko and I have to say that I am kind of in love with this one? it also took me way longer to write it than I would actually like to admit either but we now only have three days left in kinkmas! if you want to read more from kinkmas you can find the playlist here!

Mikko swore you were doing this to punish him.

What for? Now Mikko didn't have the answer to that one just yet. But with Christmas a mere few days away and his family arriving on Sunday, you were in full swing wrapping presents. You had met his family for the first time in the summer when Mikko convinced you to come home with him. So it was suffice to say that you were beyond stressed out by the fact you were hosting his family for Christmas. His parents adored how happy you made their son but that didn’t bring you any comfort as you stayed up well beyond an appropriate time.

It frustrated Mikko as he woke up to an empty bed when his alarm clock flashed 3:00AM. With him being home for a couple of days before another road trip with the team all Mikko wanted was to spend time with you, something that became a challenge as you stressed about preparing the house for his family's arrival. Begrudgingly he pushed the comforter off of his chest as he got up sliding his slippers on in an attempt to bring himself some warmth in the battle of combatting the Colorado winter.

The lights in the dining room illuminated Mikko’s path down the staircase as he could hear you mumbling incoherent things to yourself in frustration. His footsteps were quiet as he stood at the door to see what looked like Christmas had thrown up over the table. Wrapping paper and ribbons covered as much of the wood as the eye could see “muru?” Mikko cleared his throat as he called out stood at the opposite end of the table.

Scents of the gingerbread house you made during the afternoon traveled around the bottom floor of the house “hey.” You forced a smile onto your lips as you pressed your hands onto the table. Concern was evident on his face as he walked over to you “come to bed.” Mikko’s voice was soft as he crouched down placing his hands on your knees.

You shook your head turning to look back to focus on the final presents in front of you “not yet love.” You mumbled avoiding his eye as you could feel his burning gaze.

Mikko ran his fingers over your bare thighs trying to capture your attention “I can’t sleep.” You explained chewing at the inside of your cheek “have a way I could help you.” He smirked pressing a kiss against your shoulder making you squirm.

He smiled hearing you whimper as you stopped wrapping the present as though you were contemplating hearing him out “what is it?” You sighed raking your fingers through your hair as you turned to him “if I make you come before finish wrapping then you come to bed.” The offer made you squirm as your cheeks turned red.

You ran your tongue over your teeth “and if I finish before?” You tried to puff your chest out in an attempt to keep your nerves calm “then I’ll wear that sweater of yours for the party.” Mikko hated the sweater you had gotten him for the team end of year holiday party, so either way you were truly winning.

Mere seconds passed as you thought about what you would do as you eventually nodded “deal.” You shifted to the back of your chair “need you to get up so I can get you out of these.” His voice was coarse as he tapped your thighs when he repositioned himself to sit under the table.

He watched you listen to his instructions leaning towards the table as your ass was in the air “you knew you were gonna do this didn’t you?” Mikko smirked seeing your pink panties that had a wet patch that formed on the center “won’t make you wait Rakas.” He cooed bringing your panties down to your ankles.

You sat back down shifting your legs so that your cunt was in line with his face “such a pretty little pussy.” Mikko mumbled pulling you closer to him as you sat on the edge of your seat.

The hockey player could hear you weren’t moving anything “you want to start before you lose baby.” Mikko clicked his tongue making you whimper as he pressed his lips against the inside of your thighs “right Mik.” Your voice was shaky as you nodded beginning to continue wrapping those presents.

His lips were soft against your skin as they left a trail of sloppy kissed until he teased your folds “can’t believe you’ve stayed up all night.” Mikko urged not giving you the chance to respond as he pressed his tongue flat against your slit making you groan.

It made your thighs tense “god Mikko.” You blew your lips into a raspberry as your hands clenched around the scissors “such a sweet cunt.” He praised you as he locked his arms around your thighs bringing you even closer to him.

You used all of your strength to focus on what was in front of you. Mikko latched his lips around your clit letting his tongue swirl around your sensitive nub “getting so needy already.” He mumbled against your cunt sending shivers up your spine making your hands shake.

Mikko had always been skilled with his tongue and tonight was truly no different. Treating you like you were his last meal. The starved man beneath you let his tongue lay flat in your cunt stretching as far as he could possibly go. You did you best to not think about the sheer levels of pleasure you felt as you tied a bow in the ribbon that wrapped around the box.

One down, three to go.

Your cunt tasted sweet on his tongue as it almost egged him on “r-right there!” You stammered feeling his nose hit your clit “the way you’re acting has me thinking you didn’t want this.” Mikko pulled his lips away from you as he moved his hand to tease your clit staring up at you “you aren’t even trying.” He clicked his tongue as he shook his head.

You whimpered in response gripping at the packaging of the box “I am!” You nodded figuring that if you said it with enough conviction you could actually believe it.

He watched you try to continue and part of him contemplated putting the bet off wanting please you properly but as your legs began to shake. The ideas of going east on you left Mikko’s mind “just let yourself go y/n.” Mikko didn’t often call you by your name as he usually settled for a nickname in Finnish since you loved his mother tongue.

The desire to let yourself come built in your belly as your eyes began to flutter “not yet.” Your jaw froze as you tried to put it off. But as Mikko swiped his tongue over your clit he slotted his fingers into your cunt making sure that you didnt have the chance to not come “fuck Mikko!” You groaned feeling his smirk press against your thighs letting your hands pull at his curls.

His free hand was soft against your stomach as he felt you grip his fingers “don’t stop.” You moaned driving your hips against his face as you came letting the pleasure wash over you. Mikko smirked as he began to slow his movements feeling your cunt loosen around his fingers.

Your body shook as his lips left you with a pop. Mikko pushed your chair back as he smiled getting up from the ground “looks like you lost muru.” He clicked his tongue seeing the second present only being tapped up.

It was clear you were trying to still recover as you were too dazed to even care about what he had to say “no.” You whimpered pushing your back against the chair as you tried to hold your ground “why don’t I help you then?” Mikko proposed placing his hand on your shoulder as he wasn’t prepared to leave you down here just yet.

Mikko loved how you were right after an orgasm. The way your lips were plump because you had bitten them trying to suppress your moans. Your eyes were always heavy as he always made sure to put you through the wringer. Usually that was enough for him to do once and then he’d feel content, but tonight Mikko wanted to push you that little bit further as sleep was now nothing more than a distance thought in his mind.

His hand was gentle as he helped you up, giving him just enough space to slip into the seat beneath you. Your head fell against his shoulder as you straddled his leg “let’s do it together muru.” Mikko cooed making you melt against his touch as you nodded.

But as you leaned forward his thigh tensed beneath you resulting in you letting out a moan “fuck!” Your cunt was already wet from your first orgasm of the night quickly coating the skin of his thigh.

Mikko smirked feeling his cock grow hard against his boxers “you giving up on the gifts?” The hockey player teased watching you begin to ride his thigh “nope.” You shook your head letting your tongue dart out of your mouth as you began to focus on the gift in front of you.

This quickly turned into round two of your little bet as Mikko bit his lip writing on the little piece of card as he made little effort to trying to help you. Signing it from the both of you before he moved to the next one. But during the time he did that Mikko didn’t lose sight on the fact that you were enjoying spreading your juices over his thigh “you should see how pretty you look.” Mikko mumbled as he pressed a kiss to your shoulder.

You were in one of his old camp shirts that looked like it was a dress over you “didn’t tell you to slow down.” He nipped at your ear lobe making you shiver.

Mikko watched how your body responded to his cold fingertips grazed over your skin up your shirt “meanie.” You huffed making him laugh as he ghosted over your nipples “promise I’ll make it all worth it soon.” Mikko offered flexing his thigh to make your clit hit it at a different angle.

He couldn’t help but smirk as you gave up on wrapping for a second time as you had finished the second present and rather than moving onto the next one you pushed them all away to the front of you. Finally revealing a clear space on the table “please Mik.” You begged as you felt his fingers roll your nipples between them.

The hockey player groaned as he wished he could see the reactions you had as all he wanted was to finally watch you come. But as Mikko felt his cock hate his boxers for keeping his boner pressed against his skin “gave you your first orgasm princess.” He clicked his tongue squeezing his hands around your breasts “this one is all on you.” His words made you whine as if you had a choice in how the rest of the events tonight were going to go.

This was one of the moments that you were glad you were in a house as it meant you didn’t have to worry about any neighbours hearing the devious acts that you and Mikko were getting up to tonight “want your cock.” You blurted out making the boy wish that he was dreaming as he found himself full of desire to lift you off of his cock and place you on his dick instead.

You fell back against him as you pressed your body against his “be a good girl and maybe I’ll give it to you.” Mikko had to silently praise the gods for making him come downstairs when he woke up “think you could do that f’me?” He asked watching your eyes lock with his.

If the walls could talk they would have brought up how embarrassed they were being forced to see you in your fucked out state when you hadn’t even seen his cock tonight “anything f’you.” You nodded bringing your hands up to cup his as you no longer needed the guidance to drive your clit against his thigh.

It was clear you both oozed desperation as Mikko wanted to bring you to your second orgasm of the night whilst you were trying to do everything to snap the coil your stomach had built up “go make a mess on my thigh baby.” Mikko’s soft voice was a total contrast to how you felt as your body began to shake as you pushed against him rutting your hips against his skin as you felt your eyes begin to struggle to stay open.

The sounds of your moans echoed through the house like a ghost dancing as you whimpered “I’m gonna- fuck!” You cried shaking your head as you gave up not being able to compose yourself anymore as you felt yourself come for the second time tonight. Mikko kissed your cheek as he mumbled soft words of affirmation in Finnish trying to hold himself quiet as he felt his thigh grow wet.

He was sweet in the way that he kissed your shoulder bringing you back to reality as Mikko brushed his fingers through your hair "think you can give me one more muru?" His voice was hushed as he pinched your nipples teasing the peaks as it caused you to jump.

You didn't have the energy to argue as you felt his cock press against your back making you moan as your mouth began to water "gonna let me fuck you with my cock?" He added drawing another moan from your lips as you squirmed.

A needy nod came from you as your head bobbed "sit up on the table then." He ordered as he pushed the chair back giving you space to quickly follow his instructions. It made him smile as watched you spread your legs "give me a kiss pretty girl." Mikko slotted into the space you created where he cupped your cheeks tilting your jaw upwards so that he could kiss you.

In the moment of feeling his tongue slide over your lip you took the moment to run your hands down his bare chest in an effort to bring him some comfort as your fingers danced over the waistband of his boxers. The cold feeling of your fingers made the hockey player jump "naughty, naughty girl." Mikko shook his head as he mirrored your actions with the shirt you were wearing "think it's about time we get you out of this." He mumbled tugging at your shirt as you raised your arms up.

It felt like the world stopped spinning for Mikko in that moment as he watched your naked body sat on the table like it was meant to be served to him on a platter "fuck this will never get old." He confessed making your cheeks turn red as you smiled.

Mikko could see how you stared at the bulge of his cock that could could see on his red boxers "you want my cock?" The Finnish man asked pulling his boxers down to show you how his cock hit his torso making you feel all that more warm as you nodded "I gotta fuck you baby." Mikko groaned as he pumped his cock in his hands a mere three or four times before he drove it's head over your clit.

He watched your jaw go slack as he thrusts his cock into your cunt upon deciding that you were wet enough to take it "still such a needy little girl huh?" Mikko wrapped hands around your waist bringing you closer to him as your legs locked around his hips.

Your face contorted as your eyes screwed shut "wanted your cock all day." It was true after a video came up in your snapchat highlights of Mikko taking you from behind after the Stanley Cup win where you had his winners cap on.

The boy found himself smiling as he pecked your lips "but instead you've been wrapping those fucking presents." He scoffed making your cunt clench around his cock as the walls of your core hugged him "for your family." You shot back shutting yourself off as his cock grazed your g-spot.

There was a mischievous look in his face as he watched your breasts bounce with each thrust that he made grazing your hips with his pelvic bone "you want to be a good girl and get to come or not?" He shot back making you moan "already let you go twice tonight." The hockey player added reminding you of the desperate acts that you had done throughout the night.

You went quiet unintentionally then encouraging Mikko as he dropped his head down to your breast "Mi-" your moan was shortlived as his tongue swirled around your nipple. It made you jump as you whimpered.

His teeth caught your skin making you tug at his curls trying to pull him off of you "relax princess." Mikko grumbled shaking his head as he moved his focus to your other breast not wanting that nipple to get jealous of the first "I can't." You shook your head wanting to give up as the sensitivity from your previous two orgasms brought you to where you were now.

The room felt hot as if the heating was no longer needed, whilst your bodies were burning up against each other "Mik, I'm not gonna last." You shook your head slotting your fingers between your bodies "know you can do it for me." Mikko had never pushed you that far in one night, not even as you celebrated the Stanley Cup win. Part of him didn't know what was going to happen but that seemed to only egg Mikko on more as he slapped your hand away replacing it with his as he used two fingers to swirl around your clit.

Your eyes struggled to stay open as your lips quivered struggling to form a coherent word that was stronger than a sound "c-can't Mikko." You cried out feeling your head begin to grow light as you would have fallen flat on the table.

Mikko smirked as his cock pulsated "gonna make you come sweets." He mumbled hovering his lips over yours as tears formed in your eyes "jesus christ mik." You moaned feeling you body go numb as all of you feeling was directed straight into your cunt as it fluttered around his cock "let it all go f'me princess." With those words came the green light you so desperately needed nodding your head as your mouth formed an o shape.

The feeling that came from your cunt wasn't something that you had ever experienced "shit, shit, shit!" You chanted feeling your eyes roll back into their sockets as your orgasm brought on Mikko's "right there my girl." He grunted beginning to fuck you through it.

Instead, you tried to pull away shaking your head "enough please." You begged as your throat began to feel raw "fuck that was hot." Mikko spoke to himself as he looked at his lower torso to see it glistening from where you had squirted.

He had too admit that he was proud of himself for getting you to that point but as he could see the look of shock on your face Mikko instead went into a comforting mode "you did so good tonight y/n." Mikko spoke seriously as he kissed your head desperate to make you feel the same way he did.

All you found yourself doing was nodding as you tried to get up before you realized that your legs were far too shaky for that to happen "why don't we go have a bath?" Mikko offered quickly picking you up as he brought your head to his chest. A subtle yawn left your lips as you blinked giving him the go-ahead too take you up to let the warm water comfort your skin.

Colorado was quiet as the sunrise was still a few hours away Mikko was sure that you two were apart of the mere few still awake at this time. But as snow fell on the earth outside Mikko had to admit that the time he spent with you tonight was better than any kind sleep he had ever had.

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[marilynthornhilllover]

Literally anything with Larissa please!!!!!

Kinkmas fanfic: #1

Snow ball fights

Larissa weems x fem reader

Warning: fluff, slight talk of smut and teasing.

It was Christmas morning and there was no better place in the world to be than in bed with your amazing wife larissa. You yawned as you sat up and looked around the room, adjusting to the sun light peaking through the thin curtains. Your alarm on your phone rang catching your attention, it was 6:45 AM. Sighing you quickly turned it off before it could wake up larissa. She stirred tiredly as she turned away from you, pulling the entire blanket away from your side and over to hers as she grumbled before laying still.

You giggled softly at her childish demeanor, she looked so perfect as she slept, like the sleeping beauty she was, like the goddess she is. Hair emblazoned out around the pillows, one of the straps to her pink silk tank top slightly off her shoulder. You couldn't help looking at her beautiful pale skin with red and purple marks that you designed from last night's activities. You watched as she looked so adorable and perfect as she slept.

You smiled softly at her peaceful sleeping form. You groaned, pulling yourself from the bed - the place you so desperately wanted to be. You weren't typically the early bird in the relationship, that would be Larissa because she has to work very often, you were quite the contrary. You wanted nothing more than to sleep in with Larissa but it was Christmas morning and you both were going to be having lots of friends and family over later tonight and the food wasn't going to cook itself.

You had already prepared lots of goodies the night before brownies, cookies, cake pops, sweet meat sticks and so much more, you just needed to put them in the oven. Tonight was going to be special because it's also the first Christmas where you get to spend it with Larissa's family. They're never in Jericho and not much of the traveling type, so you were both excited when her parents said they were flying out for the Holidays.

You were quick to call some close friends from overseas asking if they could join for the holidays and Larissa did the same, so there was going to be a full house tonight. You also prepared some fun activities to do before gift opening, such as karaoke, seeing who could watch the most cringy Christmas movies, doing couple and friend challenges, cake and snack eating contest and lastly secret Santa. You were beyond excited - excited would be an understatement. You were going all out this year. After all, we can all agree that 2023 hasn't been all sunshine and roses what better way to celebrate it ending that with a nice holiday fess.

The mansion was very well decorated, with the biggest Christmas tree in the living room and every inch of the house beautifully decorated with Christmas lights, and the outside had blown up reindeer and elves along with many different colored Christmas lights. Everything looked significant.

You took a warm shower with your vanilla-scented Christmas bath scrub and soap then changed into your matching pajamas that you had bought for both you and Larissa to wear today, you placed hers on the bed so that she could easily change into it when she woke up, as you continued to get ready. You did your hair in a Christmas themed hairstyle You slipped on your uggs before heading off to the kitchen.

You checked the pastries that you left in the oven last night to make sure that they were okay before proceeding to turn on the oven to get them baking. You decided to bake something that everyone enjoyed so there were lots of pastries done in consideration of that. But you still had to work on the chocolate spice cinnamon rolls that your friend loved so much as well as donuts and homemade pop tarts.

The kitchen smiled like heaven. You decided to brighten up the mood a little by playing some Christmas music from the Playlist that you and Larissa had picked out. You started working on Christmas dinner as well. Since you and Larissa were both having your family and friends over, and everyone had different food tastes you decided to cook traditional dishes.

You were making chicken soup, pepperoni and jerk Juliet pizza, grand turkey with fries, fired crab with gravy sauce and, bread and of course the classic and also larissas favorite, Italian baked chicken wings in barbecue sauce. You made sure to order all the famous red wines and sweet alcoholic drinks aswell hot chocolate mix from France.

You didn't even realize that you began dancing to the music singing along to the lyrics a little too loud awakening Larissa in the process. She sleepily made her way down the hall from the bedroom, dressed in her pajamas and hair in a messy bun with her bunny slippers. You looked up at her as she stopping in front of you and stretched, her shirt rising up, flashing you the beautiful pale skin of her belly. You smiled at her form and leaned over to give her a peck on the lips.

" good morning sleepily head" you spoke, turning to put the cinnamon rolls in the oven as you took out the other pastires that were finished and placing them in the heating oven so they won't get cold before tonight. Larissa gently wrapped her hands around your waist pulling you into her. She gently began sucking and biting on your pulse point as her hand slipped into your pants and underwear.

You squealed and grabbed her wrist and stopped her before kissing her on her knuckles as she whined.

" I'm sorry baby but we have things to do today. We haven't even started wrapping and labeling the gifts yet and your family likes to be early birds" She tried to protest but you placed a hand on her lips and chuckled at her needy state.

" Oh come on y/n I can make you cum in 5 minutes! It won't even take that long if I use my fingers" she spoke in her raspy morning voice giving you that dirty look that turns you on faster than a light switch. You tried your best to ignore the aching and throbbing feeling in your core as you gently pushed her off your body.

" very impressive rissa but I don't want our food to burn and we have things to do" you said as she sighed in defeat before giving you a kiss on the forehead and then heading off to your batch of cookies before attempting to steal one, obviously you couldn't let that happen, so you snatched it from her quickly.

" larissa! We have to have enough food incase our guests bring more guests! You can have a cake pop" You smiled sheepishly at her as you gave her a red velvet cake pop with strawberry sauce and sprinkles on it. She took it looking at you in utter disbelief, mouth slightly open in shock before turning around and walking back down the hall towards her office.

"Great, I can't have pussy or cookies" she mumbled under her breath but loud enough for you to hear. You chuckled at her childish nature and continued to cook. After getting a decent amount of the pastries and food done you decide to go see what larissa was doing. Making your way down the hall you could hear her on a phone call. You stood in the door way and looked at her for permission for entry, she side eyed you and made hand movements signaling you to come in.

You entered and listened as she talked to the person on the other side. A hint of annoyance in her tone as she tried to stay calm.

" you can't be fucking serious Josh, you deal with it! The fuck! - what did you just say?! You know what, I can't handle your bullshit and incompetent behavior today if all days, you're fired! And fuck you!" She shouted as she hung up the phone. You looked up at her surprised at her out rage. She held her hands over her face in embarrassment as she tried to calm down.

" wanna talk about it?" You asked quietly and she shook her head and sighed, looking up she was met with your worried gaze. She pouted and tapped her lap. "c'mere darling" you walked over to her desk as she moved out her chair so you can sit on her lap. She moved it back it so your back was pressed against the table and your front against her chest.

She held your hips firmly as she snuggled her face into your neck. You gently combed your fingers through her hair, caressing her scalp with your nails.

" it was my assistant, can't believe he would want me to come in to work on Christmas!" she grumbled into you. You sighed and grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at you. Her ocean eyes met yours in an instant. She looked at you so loving and caring. Like you were the only and rarest diamond in the entire world.

" it's ok, it's Christmas I mean you deserve your time off and he should know that" she hummed in agreement and kissed your nose smiling at you softly before her wide toothy grin came into evidence. She could tell that her actions and sudden out lash caused your mood to have a slight downfall and she didn't like that.

" I don't want my bad mood making you sad my love, you got up early and did so many things and I love you and I'm so externally grateful for you sweetheart" she spoke as she pouted playing with the waistband of your pants. You have her a warm smile while looking down at her veiny hands and red-painted nails before an idea struck you suddenly.

" I know something that could cheer you up," you said cheerfully with a huge smile that Larissa soon mirrored with a confused look. You pushed out of her chair with your feet and quickly got up dragging her along with you as you hurried back to the bedroom. You threw on a pair of black leggings, a white cardigan and your favorite pair of moon boots and you made sure that larissa did the same.

She still had that confused look on her face causing you to roll your eyes and pull her back down the hall and outside.

" what are you doing y/n it's freezing out here" she stepped out behind you turning to close the door as she wrapped her arms around herself to provide warmth for herself. As soon as she turned around that's when you striked. You threw a big ball if snow at her, resulting in it hitting her face. She froze in both shock and unexpectedness. She wiped away the cold ice remains from her face and looked up at you with put anger in her eyes.

" oh your gonna get it young lady " she practically shouted as she ran towards you picking up some snow in her hands and throwing it at you. You dodged it quickly making her gasp in as if she was hurt, you giggled and sticked out your tongue at her in a mocking stance. She raised her eyebrows at you in a playful form, her way of telling you "game on".

She picked up another handful of snow and threw it at you this time it did hit you and it went down your shirt making flinch at the sudden coldness on your skin, granting her access to make her way closer towards you. You quickly recovered and ran away before picking up some more snow and throwing it at her, this time she dodged it. This went on until two stray cats decided to join the both of you.

A ginger cat and a black cat, you and larissa giggled as the kittens played rough, of course they meant no harm, they're still young so it's their way of survival and they were just acting on instinct. The black one chased you around the yard, you quickly tried to run away from it before tripping over a high pile of snow and falling face first into the snow.

Larissa stopped dead in her tracks as she watched you get up, sitting on your knees as your entire face was covered in snow as you tried to get it off so you could see. She tried her best to hold in her laughter but she just couldn't. She busted out laughing as she watched you try to get up but only falling in the process. She held her stomach as she pretended to wipe a fake tear from her eye.

She chuckled as she watched you sit there helpless and embarrassed. She smirked as she saw you look at her in a annoyed manner before proceeding to help you up.

" they say karma doesn't forget anyone's address darling and it's very tr-" before she could finish her sentence you used the hand she was going to use to help you up to pull her down. You both erupted into a fit of laughter.

You both sighed as you tried to catch your breaths as you turned to look at each other.

" God I love you" you said as you looked up at the falling snow.

" I love you too, sweetheart " she spoke as she held your hand. You both smiled as you made snow angels before getting up.

" if you give me a piggy back ride to go in I'll l let you build that ginger bread house" you spoke looking up at her as she wiped off her leggings form snow and small twigs. She smiled and shook your hand.

" deal" she turned around and allowed you to get onto her back before proceeding to carry you inside.

The morning went on with more fun activities before it was almost time for everyone to arrive. You got dressed in a beauty black dress and larissa kept it fashionable as she rocked a navy blue suit.

Everyone started pulling up in the drive way, some already making their way through the door, in beautiful dresses and outfits and huge gifts.you both greeted them and showed them inside, saying hello to your friends and kissing your family members hello. You and larissa made your way to the dinning area to set up the table mats as everyone grabbed a welcome snack or pastire. You beant over the table to set one of the mats straight as you felt larissa bend over ontop of you behind you, her strap evident as she pushed up against you.

" larissa what the hell, someone can walk in and see us!" You whispered as you held onto the table to stable yourself and not appear truly helpess and needy.

" so? Don't act like you wouldn't want that. they just got here but I can't wait for them to leave so I can't fuck you in that dress darling" she husked as she walked away from you.

" larissa hi!" A guest greeted larissa on her way in to the dinning hall as larissa made her way out. She glanced over her shoulder and spared you one single look, before winking at you and then walking out. She left you desperate and aching and now you had to wait til God knows when to fuck by strap......

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[onyourhyuck]

Sleigh Race. | Lee Jeno (M)

prologue- “Never thought I’d say this aloud but I need you. So badly.” + “I know. Your body is doing the talking my love.”

summary: you love December for two things: the festive holidays and the sleighs race tradition that you always DO every Christmas. you never fail to win but what happens when your enemy challenges you to one?

warnings: enemies to ???. Childhood frenemies/enemies type thing. Fucking in OPEN woods with SNOW. Bitches are so horny but hate each other sm. Jeno and y/n have serious issues for fucking in the wide open. Rough… everything’s rough. Degrading and mean talk. There is nothing kind about this. There is soft aftercare bc everyone needs it after intimacy :). Enjoy this Christmas fic😭.

the notes- KINKMAS FIC.

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You plan to win the golden medal for this years Christmas sleigh race competition. You attended every year, the first time was when you were only seven years old. You might of never won that time but you have won last year and the year before that. This year isn’t any different because you want to come first. But this year line up is a little worrying. Too many people are involved this Christmas and it sort of makes you doubt yourself— yet you’re happy people are trying this ‘sport’ you’d call it. It is fun and who doesn’t like rolling down the snow mountain from the deep woods with the sleigh? If someone said they don’t, they would be lying. You never know until you try. People often ask why do you enjoy doing something so dangerous, you reply with because of the adrenaline it gives you.

The intense fear of overcoming something so terrifying with so many outcomes that could end up from bad to worse irks your skin with excitement. It feels like a wild drug, sleighing down that hill every year in the competition, able to defeat people and with immense speed, skin contacting the cold snow beneath you or sometimes other competitors would splash snow onto your body leaving you to freeze with grim delight. You love Christmas. Truly it would be your favourite season, holiday and activity. If you could repeat Christmas every month you’d be such a happy child. The smell of Christmas cake and the blazing Christmas lights on every house chiming the night street. The trees hung up from the neighbour windows, your entire family gathering round. The indecisive worry of making a decision what to buy for your friends and family as well. You have fond memories of it all.

Standing on the top of the hill buried at the very end of the woods. Silence engulfing you, deep breeze hitting against the winter coat and the many layers of sweaters and thermal leggings underneath the jeans to keep you warm. Hand thermal gloves put on your delicate reddish fingers, the cold infecting it to spread the colour red making the blood boil to the surface instantly. Not to forget the hat, you adjust it on to your head sighing.

“You forgot your thread to attach to your sleigh.” The boy behind shot you the red thread to match your colour coated red sleigh. You look up with an raise eyebrow. It was your childhood enemy and as much as you hate to admit it, you couldn’t recognise him almost. He grew up with a very matured face, much slimmer where he no longer had such a baby face and baby cheeks. One of his eyebrows has a split done. The body he dressed into many layers too— a large winter coat with fur and many shirts underneath the other with baggy black jeans and boots suitable to walk the heavy snow. You’re surprised, he even became buffer. How did he change so much? It shouldn’t surprise you considering you haven’t seen each other since the last day of middle school. Then your family moved to Seoul for a while where you attended high school there.

Eventually your family moved back to Incheon, where they stayed but you stay in Seoul for University. You have a dorm there.

“What are you doing here?” You suspiciously spat grabbing the thread from his hand as you kneel down to the ground holding the large sleigh upwards, it was a heavy compact and barely able to holding it up while you link the thread. The thread acts as a stirring wheel if you had to explain it. The sleigh is the car itself and the thread would be the wheel. The sharp heel of your feet are the breaks.

Jeno looks at you with disappointment in his cresent eyes, as if the boy was already irritated by only hearing your voice. “Sleigh Race.” He simply said.

He saw the way your mouth opens to protest but you stop. It might make you sound prejudice against Jeno (which you are) but to do it openly when it’s the first time meeting him after so long would make you look like a straight up dick. You’re better than that. So you only nod with hidden venom and hatred in your passive aggressive voice . “Suit yourself. I hope you fall and crash into a tree or something.”

“That’s very welcoming of you, y/n. Thanks. I’ll make sure to crash into you.” Jeno throws defensively pushing the sleigh next to yours as he sits on it awaiting the signal ahead from the distance finishing line where the judges and people crowding to view the many contestants in their desirable place to start. Seriously he could’ve moved anywhere else but he still choose to be next to you? Ridiculous.

You scoff. “You won’t catch up to me. I’m a god at this sports ”

“Just because you won two gold medals does not mean you’re a god. You lost fifteen sleigh racing events for fifteen years. You have more loses than wins.”

“I bet you won’t even win this one. You most likely got lucky twice.”

The boy was clear on degrading you and your egotistical confidence but who was he to tell and break you down just to make you feel so insecure? He never won a thing in his lifetime. You scowl turning to face him at the speed of light you grab him by the collar, hissing out with anger and your chapped lips parting away. The shock on his face amused you, he must’ve hit a nerve or something because this was the first time you laid hands on him. It never went far as verbal bickering and constant arguments but never— never physical touching. Jeno hates physical contact and skinship with his friends so why would he touch you? And you’re bluntly affectionate on skinship with your friends and family, overall touchy, but the hatred for jeno stops you from even befriend him let alone touching him. It’s the way your hand tightens the collar grip on his jacket. Your breathes turn to white smoke, the cold air making it visible to your eyes . The breathing touching each other faces, like a hot chocolate placed on the cold cheeks.

Your voice hoarsely warns him, he should watch himself if he wants to come untouched and not hurt out of the woods. Maybe you might snap and murder him, bury his body somewhere, who knows. “Shut the fuck up. Literally no one asked you. I can fucking count I’m aware i have less wins. But what do you have Jeno? Huh? You have abso-fucking-lutely nothing. You’re a Pathetic asshole for even saying that shit.”

You haven’t realised it but when you had stand up to latch yourself on to Jeno to grab the coat edge, you completely forgot your awareness of the surroundings in the environment. When letting go your body was supposed to head backwards on the sleigh where it was positioned. Your feet misstep tripping over the large sleigh slanting it over the hill, your body rolls down the snowy ground and down the hill you land somewhere into the woods with a slight bruise on your head forming. The boy quickly slides down leaving his sleigh on the starting line, completely discarding the competition to come check for your safety.

“Y/n!”

Strength radiating from his arms, lifting your daze body up, autumn leaves stuck on your clothing and hair. Jeno’s hands cup your face with anxiety on his beautiful sculpting face, the warm miniature blood drips down the slide of your face land on his palms. He gasps gently as you murmur with your vision going back to normal. Thankfully you did not hit your head but instead you scraped it by most likely tree bark. Concussion was outta the window, you couldn’t have that, the most your body will have is trauma and bruises. You never thought Jeno would come down to check for you, seriously, he distracts you and then he comes chasing you down? The face you saw wasn’t Jeno, because the Jeno you know would never look at you with wide eyes and speaking to you with sweet caring voice with worrisome emotions.

“Shit. Y/n you’re bleeding. I need to bring you to the hospital. Can you stand?” He stands up holding your arm by the elbow, you don’t say much but stand slowly with wobbling feet similar to jello. The moment you stood up you fell bad down, Jeno coming down to catch you before you hit the ground like a weak fool. You gasp in slight pain.

“Fuck, it hurts Jeno.” You croak out and he carries you softly in his arms before placing you under a tree with the heavy snow burying it. He kneels down brushing the messy hair out of your face. “Where does it hurt y/n?” He asks and you look down with your eyes signalling the ankle area.

Without saying anything back. They both breathe in to the nature silence, the woods were so big you couldn’t see the finishing line where the people were crowding and watching, celebrating happily. Your prediction is you landed into the far right of the woods because it was much more alive with animals than humans. You can hear chirping birds, flying crows and pigeons. In the far distance you were sure you saw a doe and it’s baby. Perhaps foxes as well hiding into the underground holes. The eyes land back on the boy rolling up your jeans and thermal leggings to take an examining look on the ankle, it looks swollen but not broken, perhaps fractured at most, but so far it looks only swollen. He was no doctor, but he seems rather accurate and confident in what he was looking for with broken bones. Thankfully you have none of those signs.

He spoke out softly with relief gushing over him. “It’s not broken. Your ankle will be fine. It needs to rest and warm cloth put over it.”

Your eyebrows furrow pulling down the thermal leggings and jeans over the ankle as well as lifting your shoes back on. “How do you know?” Jeno looks at you. “My best friend is a doctor. He told me before about fractured bones and broken bones differences.”

“Jaemin’s a doctor?” You blurt out in surprise and Jeno flashes a proud smile. The boy is surprised you even remember Jaemin, hell, it’s been too long. “Yeah. You should talk to him he would be glad to see you.” He tells you and your eyes couldn’t help but to admire the smile.

‘He smiles with his eyes’, you thought to yourself. Why was it kinda cute? Endearing? Adorable? Hell who smiles with their eyes? That was so unique and so rare to see him out of all people smile at you. It’s weirdly nice… ish.

He pauses, his smile going down as he looks away. You couldn’t help but why did the beautiful smile perish?

“I’m sorry.” Jeno states with guilt pulsing through his deep voice. He was sorry. Not just for making you almost die, he’s sorry for bloody everything he put you through. Sure, it was mutual. You made his middle school and elementary hell, he was happy you left and he could no longer see you in high school. For a while he was happy, it didn’t feel the same without you though. He had no one to tease and to banter with, you were one of those people before it all became too much for you both and those jokes turn into mean smack talking. Despite the bullying, he never once physically hurt you or mentally hurt you. It was all just words coming out of his mouth. You did the same as him. Neither of you were in the right. Both of you were in the wrong.

But he still feels more guilty than ever and all he can do is hope you forgive him. Jeno didn’t and never will need your apology either, your words were nothing but the past now and he would like to change the dynamic between you guys. He wants something more than enemies.

There must of been something wrong with your head, maybe you really did hit your head, because your body moved and spoke on its own physically, verbally. It was the way he looks so handsome and the way his words touch the surface of your skin, it brought back feelings you never knew you had subconsciously.

You pull Jeno closer by the collar once again. He looks at you with widen eyes when your lips peck his. Jeno wasn’t sure what to do, he was trying to process the softness of your lips on his freezing cold mouth. Did you just kiss him? Yes. Yes you did. Though the temptation to grab you and kiss you back grew, Jeno pulls away softly right after you did and staring at you with red cheeks and red lips.

He whispers dumbly, but very innocently. “Did you…just kiss me?”

You tilt your head feeling slightly awkward. ‘Damn he didn’t even return it back. Must’ve lost my goddamn mind there. Fuck, quickly pretend you went crazy.’ Your mind told yourself this all over again.

“Oh shit i must’ve lost my mind when i fell-”

Your voice hitches down your throat like it were a stuck lump. The warm closeness overtook everything you ever knew and senses, those five senses were gone like the light. The boy in front of you grabbing forward your face with his aggressive lips smacking on to yours, taking control over them when the cold breeze embraces your bodies like a rigid house. You take back everything you said. You never lost your goddamn mind, if anything you retrieved it and saw an opportunity for greater future. It never occurred to you before, not a single thought, that Jeno would ever be such a good kisser. He left you in the realm wonderland, he was the rabbit and you were alive, chasing him because he was kissing you to the point his lips touch yours spiritually. That was how good he was.

Mentally, you were lost in the pleasure and not a single handily thought ran in and out. The surroundings blur out as your bodies shift together. Jeno has you pinned against a tree with his hands pulling on your legs pushing them to his godly small waist. He was so snatched, it made you somehow envious, he truly was beautiful. He ran his hands through your hair, rubbing it in circular motions as the makeout carried against the tree bark. Your scar wound on the side of your head no longer pains you, he took all of your pain away and avert it onto the pleasure he was giving you and only you.

“Never thought I’d say this aloud but I need you. So badly.” You mutter lowly.

It was insane how well your enemy, could make you feel so desperate for more than just his lips now. Your body was far too greedy, it needed more. You needed more. It was a need. It was never a want.

“I know. Your body is doing the talking my love.” Jeno replies.

The risk of getting caught for what you’re about to do somehow, fills your bodies with temptation to do this even more. It weren’t stopping you. In fact it was encouraging you to do such sinful things in public. Jeno was just as eager as you were, pulling on your body to close the gaps between you— kissing down your neck as he pulls over the scarf wrapped on the neck to keep it warm. Now his mouth was keeping it warm, biting and sucking on the skin, kissing it so keenly. Everytime he did so your mouth fell apart like a crumbling sand castle on the beach, you’re so weak on the knees for him.

“Skip the fucking foreplay Jeno.” You spat in hasty manner. You were so done with everything you only need him. The race wasn’t even in your mind to comprehend, you’re pretty sure they fired the red starting gun a long ago when the both of you were kissing, but none of you heard it.

Jeno pulls away looking at you, with a deep glaring gaze. “Speak to me nicely, you’ll regret it if you don’t.”

You scowl. “Just fuck me. Don’t be soft. We’re enemies remember?”

“Enemies, yes we are.” Jeno leans close to your ears. “But enemies don’t want to fuck each other do they?”

“Maybe we do though.” You whisper back. Perhaps you’re the only enemies with benefits here? Pulling aback you didn’t have enough time and both were as equally desperate as the other. Jeno agrees on skipping foreplay if you said so, though he was still as pissed at the tone of your voice; he chose to not fight with you on it. Both of you can’t be nice to each other ever, even when you’re about to have sex. The clothes had to stay one but the only thing you were slipping off were your bottom clothing halfway, the cold could kill you if you take rest of your clothes off and none of you were that insane to slip of butt-naked in middle of December where snow was inevitably obvious as the dropping temperatures.

The boy took off his warmly thermal jeans have way, not slipping them down all the way to the ankles. He has your back completely pressed and nailed to the tree, if felt like you were one with the tree at this point; your spine shivering at the bark pressing against it, your lower body bend into his waist as his hard crotch finally hit the wet entrance of yours. His eyes gawking open at how wet you were he couldn’t help but let degrading words slip out. Calling you a ‘needy whore.’ But with the first letter changing to ‘my needy whore.’ it somehow made your stomach flip million times the more your brain replays it on repeat. He said you’re his. Even though you’re enemies, completely hate each other; perhaps a little less hate each other than before but you do still dislike one another. Here you are giving yourself to Jeno and here he is giving himself up for you.

It was Christmas Day and instead of winning a gold medal, you’re getting fucked. You can’t complain, it feels heavenly good. The sensation of being filled up, your lower body exposed into the cold air making you shiver but even though you were touching the cold temperatures and even the snow begins to fly from the sky again it never really made you feel cold, because Jeno’s warm cock inside you was enough to warm you up. He didn’t take his time with you, if anything he wanted this to finish quickly so he can do a round two with you. There’s no way he’s going to leave you here with only one round. He wants to indulge, becoming just as greedy as you are.

Your moans did not need to be secluded. Hell you were loud enough for the woods animals to hide away. He groans into the croak of your neck, somehow your walls pulling him in even deeper, you were pulsing on him and he felt amazing being so deep inside you. He was drunk, absolutely drunk on your body. Your eyes roll back when he hit a specific spot you weren’t even knowledgeable about it— it was a spot no one else hit inside and somehow it made you come undone.

You stutter at how his pace changed. He was slow and steady until he no longer was. He was fast and speedily quick, just how you both indenture. Gripping on the coat he wore, your thighs pulling him closed with how your body rubbing up and down the tree you let out a high pitch moan.

“J-Jeno shit. Slow down.” You croak out to the boy who seems to have lost it mind. He shakes his head. “I’m close. Hold on.”

“Fuck. Pull out.” You remind him quickly, Jeno did so, pulling out when he was ready to spill . When he was about to wank off the last minutes until he can come you drop to your knees down burying yourself into the snow and taking his hard erecting dick in your mouth. His eyes widen watching you completely suck him off, it was a dirty sight but a beautiful one at that.

He couldn’t help but admire the way you flick your tongue and move your entire mouth around his cock. He couldn’t last anyways but you sternly fasten the space, his cock was so big it hits the back of the throat, he gently pulls your long hair into a ponytail with his hands. Groaning.

“Y/n I’m…” he pauses as you hum a soft nod. Biting the bottom lip, he comes undone painting your mouth only white as the snow. He lightly falls down when you take out his cock to swallow the juices. Pulling up on his pants quickly, the warmth from your body disappears and only the cold stays inflicting on the body. You were needing help in which Jeno obliges without you needing to tell him.

You were far too stubborn to ask for help. Jeno however knew, he knew that. He knows you a lot more than you think. He dressed you back nicely, pulling up your thermal leggings and jeans over the another, he brushed his hands through your hair to make it seem presentable when you will head back. He then pulled you into his arms.

Your lips laps open a yelp. Jeno looks down at you. “I’m still taking you to the hospital.”

You huff out. “Okay, then give me a ride home afterwards. The goddamn race is probably finished already. Man, totally missed out on it this year.”

Jeno smiles down at you. “There’s always next year, darling.”

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This one was filthy 😭. - Miso.

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[puddle-nerd]

14 Days of Love

In honor of the official day of love coming up, @crybabies-heart has continued the seasonal writing challenge for all of our favorite Na’vi’s, inspired first by @pandoraslxna’s Kinktober and then by @neteyamsyawntu’s Kinkmas events. While all of my original works here on Tumblr have been smut, it’ll be nice to try my hand at a SFW love story or two. Below I have the lineup of which characters I plan on writing for per prompt and will add the links to each story once I have it published.

Update:  Unfortunately, because of real life, I was moving into a new house and my portable hard drive was smashed beyond repair and because I was oh, so smart, I didn’t backup any of my stories (including all of my WIPs) anywhere else… so I only have a few posts to upload from my drafts for 14 Days of Love while I scramble to rewrite some of the later prompts.

Prompt #01  –  Lo’ak and reader meet and hang out a bit, then plan to meet the next day  –  Golden Afternoon

Prompt #02  –  Neteyam and reader play in the forest and learn about each other  –  Everything

Prompt #03  –  Jake and reader play in the forest and learn about each other  –  Flirt

Prompt #04  –  Tsu’tey and reader play in the forest and learn about each other  –  Lean on Me (Part 1)

Prompt #10  –  Spider helps take care reader  –  Healing Warmth

Prompt #12  –  Tonowari starts to court the reader  –  His Paysyul, His Skxawng

Prompt #13  –  Tsu’tey sets a date with reader, and they mate at the Tree of Voices  –  Eternity (Part 2, mature story)

Prompt #14  –  *Time skip* To when Tsu’tey and reader have kids  –  Our Little Family (Part 3)

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This is now complete and I hope you all enjoy.

#𝐂𝐫𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐞𝐬𝟏𝟒𝐃𝐎𝐋𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 #masterlist #avatar #avatar smut #atwow #human reader #na'vi reader #loak x reader #lo'ak x reader #neteyam x reader #jake sully x reader #tsu'tey x reader #spider x reader #tonowari x reader

[munson-blurbs]

Kinkmas Day 9 (Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader)

Warnings: smut (18+ only, minors DNI!), fingering, oral (f! receiving), unprotected p in v (wrap it up), overstimulation (obvs), language

WC: 1.6k

A/N: Thank you to @corroded-hellfire and @moopshake for feedback and suggestions!

Kinkmas 2022 Masterlist

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“Every time a bell rings, an angel gets its wings,” Clarence Bailey chirrups on your TV screen. You snuggle deeper into your fuzzy blanket and sigh contentedly. Nothing beats a Christmas movie on a cold December night. 

“Whatcha watchin’, babe?” Eddie’s voice stirs you, and you look up to see him walking into the living room holding two steaming mugs of hot cocoa. Placing them on the coffee table in front of you, he plops onto your lap dramatically. “Oh, God. You’re watching this again? We saw it last year—and the year before that!”

You roll your eyes, trying—and failing—to shove him away. “I’d let you pick, but the only movies you like involve people blowing shit up, or people getting blown.”

“Speaking of which,” Eddie wrestles the remote from you, flicking to the Pay-Per-View channel. “Look! This one is called Santa’s Naughty Helpers XXX! Christmas for you; boobies for me.” Your living room is soon filled with the sounds of exaggerated moans and squelches. A muscular man with what might be the world’s longest penis is wearing a cheap Santa beard and nothing else. 

You can’t help but laugh at the way the three women—all dressed as sexy elves—are shrieking and crying out at the top of their lungs. 

“Whas’ so funny?” Your boyfriend’s eyes stay transfixed on the screen, unsure which pair of tits to focus on first. 

“It’s all so ridiculous,” you manage between giggles. “No woman actually makes those noises, or can orgasm like that over and over.”

Eddie’s brows shoot up, corners of his mouth turning up into a smirk. You know that look; he’s considering it a challenge. “Wanna bet?”

That’s how you find yourself completely naked on the couch, Eddie kneeling between your bare legs. He presses his lips against your inner thighs, alternating between kissing and biting as you shiver and squirm. His pointer and middle fingers glide over your folds. “Here’s what’s gonna happen, baby.” He’s smiling, but his voice is stern. “I’m gonna make you cum a few times with my fingers, then my mouth, and then my cock. And I’m not gonna stop until you can’t feel anything anymore, mmkay?”

You nod, frowning when Eddie withdraws all contact.

“You know you gotta use your words, sweetheart,” he reminds you, eyes glistening mischievously.

“Y-yes, Eddie,” you choke out. “Please, just touch me.”

He bites his lower lip and groans. “Fuckin’ love when you beg me.” He rubs his thumb over your clit in a clockwise motion, chuckling as you twitch at his touch. “S’needy and we just got started. You worried I’m gonna prove you wrong, baby?” Before you can argue, you feel the stretch of two thick fingers plunging into your pussy. “What’s got you so wet, hmm? Was it the guy on TV?”

“It’s you,” you whine. “‘M wet because of you. All you.” Eddie increases his pace, curling his fingers and making a come hither motion at your g-spot. The moans escaping your throat are guttural, rivaling the noises from the women in the porno. In fact, yours might be better, considering they’re genuine.

You cry out when he’s so deep that you can feel his rings pressing against your clit. “I’m s’close…gonna cum…” Your release washes over you, and you expect him to slow down like he normally does. Instead, he continues to pound his fingers into your clenching cunt. “Eddie…I need you.” You start to reach toward his belt buckle, but he swats your hands away.

“That was only the first one,” he sneers. “We’ve got so many more; I haven’t even given you my mouth yet.” Your next orgasm comes quicker, and yet Eddie doesn’t relent. Fingers scissoring inside you, bringing you just to the edge until he impulsively stops, sucking your slick from his digits. He presses his hands to his knees and stands up, revealing an erection straining against his jeans.

“...Eddie?” you whimper. “I was a-almost there.” Your cheeks flush pink at your own greediness; the man just gave you two mind-blowing orgasms, and you were pleading for a third.

“Baby, baby, baby,” he coos in your ear, nipping at your lobe. “What’s the one thing–besides me-that you’re always askin’ for?” When you wrack your brain but can’t configure a response, he just laughs. “Got you dumb with just my fingers?”

“Mhm,” you squeak out.

“Let me help you then, beautiful.” You’re momentarily relieved that he isn’t going to torture you, but that lasts all of three seconds before he’s picking you up and placing you on his amp. “Eddie, can you play a song for me?” He raises his voice a few octaves, mocking you playfully, as he grabs his guitar and strums a few chords. The vibrations shimmy up your core, and you squeeze your thighs together to create friction.

“The only question is, what song should I play?” Eddie muses, flicking his tongue along his lips. “We could go with something for the holidays…” You recognize the tune as AC/DC’s “Mistress for Christmas, and Eddie hums along. No matter whether he’s performing for a crowd or just practicing alone, he goes all out in his movements, fingers flying over the frets. Quite frankly, it’s the hottest thing you’ve ever seen.

The hum of the amp makes your clit ache with need, and you slip your hand between your legs in a feeble attempt to relieve the pressure. Eddie shakes his head, continuing to play as he instructs you, “no hands, baby; just use the amp.” You nod in acknowledgment, rutting against the machine and edging yourself before realizing that you need him to get you to finish. Hooking your finger around his belt loop, you tug to get his attention.

“Need you,” you murmur, and Eddie’s face splits into a grin. He removes his guitar and presses you against the wall, fingers around your throat.

“Don’t move,” he warns, lowering himself to the floor and bringing one of your legs over his shoulder. You feel wanting, hungry licks against the sensitive bundle of nerves, already swollen from overstimulation. “This what you wanted?”

You lean your head against the wall, keeping your balance on twitching legs. “N-not just want, Eds; need.” His low chuckle adds to the pleasure, and your third orgasm comes with a dull soreness. “Don’t know how much m-more I can take.”

Eddie’s eyes are blown-out, filled with lust. “You’ll take what I give you,” he growls ferally.

“B-but my legs…” You feel them trembling from both the waves of pleasure and from standing in this position.

His gaze meets your own, a mutual understanding exchanged without any more words. “Let me make you cum with my cock then, okay, sweetheart? If I let you lay down, I think you can give me one more.” He gently brings your raised leg down, picking you up and bringing you to the bedroom. You land on the bed with a soft thud, and he’s unbuckling his handcuff belt as fast as he can.

You’re breathless as he pulls himself out of his boxers, fucking his fist a few times before pushing himself against your weeping hole. He’s so big; his fingers aren’t his only thick appendages. He’s stretching you with just the mushroom tip, muttering about how “beautiful your tight pussy” is.

He thrusts into you with the same force as he used with his fingers. You’re grateful that he says this will be the last one, because you’re starting to feel numb. He grips your hip with one hand and pinches your pebbled nipple with the other, eliciting strangled groans from your lips.

“Y’lucky I couldn’t hold out any longer,” Eddie grumbles, “I would’ve kept doin’ this all night, baby girl.” He pulls away so he’s nearly out of you before slamming back in. “God, you have the best fuckin’ tits. Wish I make ‘em bounce like this f’me all the time.”

You choke out a sob as you finish around his rock-hard length, right as he’s filling you up with his own release. “Such a good girl, givin’ me everything I wanted.” He leaves himself inside you for a moment, catching his breath, before gently withdrawing. Your quads and calf muscles are screaming, and you have to use upper body strength to watch as his cum drips out of you.

“Let me clean you up, huh?” Eddie purrs, placing a chaste kiss on your nose. “Consider it a consolation prize.”

“Huh?”

“You said,” Eddie remarks pointedly, returning from the bathroom with a warm washcloth, “that the women in the movie weren’t being realistic with their moans and number of orgasms, and I proved you wrong.” He helps you sit up, pulling you into his lap and cuddling you. “And as the winner of this challenge, I demand that you be the big spoon.” He flops onto his side, back facing you, and you throw an arm around his waist.

“Oh, and one more thing, since I’ll probably never hear this from you again,” he adds, and you furrow your brow in confusion. “Say it. Admit it.”

“Eddie…” you complain, but he just tuts.

“C’mon…”

“Fine,” you huff. “You, Eddie Munson, were right.”

He turns his body so he can kiss your lips. “Now that is the best noise you could ever make, sweetheart.” 

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[bambithewriter]

Kinkmas day 1

Neteyam(20) x fem!omatikaya reader(19)

Neteyam art made by cinetrix

A/N: Kinkmas has officially started! This is the first time that i've ever written smut so that was quite challenging to be honest so i'm always open to feedback!

Content: 18+, p in v, cockwarming, Needy Neteyam, reader is a tease, pussy spanking

Paskalin - honey

yawntutsyìp - little loved one 

yawne - beloved

I could hear Neteyam’s soft groans and whimpers as he was softly panting in my ear causing shivers to run down my spine. I was softly humming to myself while working on weaving myself a new top for the upcoming spring celebration, ignoring his cock buried deep inside of my pussy.

My back was pressed against his chest while he had his arms wrapped around my waist with his face buried in my shoulder attempting to muffle his grunts. His tail was impatiently slapping against the floor of the cot. All he wanted to do was to push his mate face down, ass up and pound her silly.

“Paskalin please hurry up, I need to move so badly. My yawne’s pussy is so warm and tight, warming my cock up so well.” Neteyam hissed, trying his hardest to restrain himself from thrusting up into my pussy.

My lips crooked into a small smile as I continued working on weaving my top, adding beads for decoration. “Ma Neteyam, be patient. If I let you do your thing now I’ll never finish weaving my top in time.” Neteyam let out a soft sigh as he bit on his lower lip in anticipation waiting for me to finish. 

I then purposely clenched around his cock feeling in a teasing mood causing him to let out a hiss as his grip around my waist tightened. “Ah shit, yawne, you little tease.” He said through gritted teeth as his body tensed at the feeling of my warm cunt squeezing his cock.

“What is wrong Ma Neteyam?” I asked him innocently while clenching once again causing him to lightly growl in my shoulder as one of his arms moved down from my waist towards my little nub.

He then gave my clit a firm spank causing me to jolt in his lap. The top that I was weaving fell from my hands while a soft whine rolled from my lips.

He removed his other arm from my waist and lightly wrapped it around my neck while his other hand cupped my pussy. “You want to be a little tease yawntutsyìp? I’ll show you what I do to little teases…paskalin.”

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[quicktosimp]

Pretty Lace

Kinkmas Day 03

Warnings: Lingerie, Thigh Fucking, Alien Genitalia, Breeding Kink, This is Mostly Fluff

A/N: I have never seen lingerie in person before, so I am hoping that I did decent on this one 😅

Go and check out @neteyamsyawntu, and give her a huge thank you for this event 💗

Tsu’tey and I have been courting for over two years, a common occurrence for the long-lived Na’vi. Because of their longevity, the Na’vi do not mind long courtships because once they mate before Eywa, it is for life. Now, early mating is not rejected or rare either, as long as it is announced and the proper rites have passed. One of the main reasons Neytiri and Jake’s mateship was such a scandal is because they hadn’t announced their courtship or allowed her parents to prepare Neytiri for the before and after party. Similar to a human wedding, there is a great gathering of the clan, where the Olo’eyktan and Tasik give their blessings and prey to Eywa for blessings upon the union, with their parents by their side, the following day after the completion of their mateship, a party to celebrate their union, they are the largest parties for the Omatikaya. The day our courting was announced, the clan celebrated, glad that Tsu’tey was finally looking to mate. The party started before eclipse and didn’t end until after dawn. While my avatar form was stuffed with food and fermented drink, my human body was starved when I awoke from the linking pod. My avatar form was sleeping off the hangover whilst I cared for Tsu’tey, who swore off excessive drinking between heaves. 

“Now, what has you smiling, Yawntutsyìp?” Tsu’tey asks me from his spot on the floor, restringing his bow.

“Just remembering our courting party, mostly the morning after,” I tease at the end.

“Ba, that morning was awful. Why would you find amusement in that?” He asked, his nose scrunching in distaste. 

I laugh softly as I walk over to him, wrapping my arms around his neck as I kiss his cheek, “Because that was the first I got to take care of you. Before that, it was a challenge for me to care for you. You would doge any of my attempts while trying to care for me. It meant a lot for me to help you then, and it helped afterward, too. You would let me start doing things for you, bringing you foods, restringing this damn bow for the millionth time,” I trail off, as Tsu’tey placed his bow to the side and wrapped his large arm around me. 

“I guess something good did come of that morning then. However, I did not realize that I was that bad,” Tsu’tey admits, rubbing his chin on my head.

“You literally refused to use the spare cleaning cloth that I brought and instead chose to walk covered in ikran dung through the village to the waterfall to bathe,” I leaned back to look at him flabbergasted.

A beautiful purple blush speckled at his cheeks, “That was an exceptionally bad day. I hoped to impress you before giving you a gift to initiate courtship. Instead, I made a fool out of myself.”

I giggled at him, amused by the truth, “I only thought of you as being foolish when you walked through the village and even refused your own mother's help,” I shook my head at the memory; that was how his mother and I met, watching Tsu’tey refuse any aid and storm away to bathe. 

She had invited me to her kelku for tea, and she told me many stories about Tsu’tey and his stubbornness growing up.

“Well, I, um, I didn’t want to seem incapable to you,” He stuttered out as his face became a deep shade of purple.

“I love you darling, but you must admit, you were quite stupid then,” I laugh as I stroke a finger down his nose before cupping his face.

Tsu’tey’s laugh merges with mine, “You are right, Tìyawn, I really was an idiot,” his hands smooth over my body, and his finger dips under my dress.

“I’m glad to see we're on the same page,” I smile as I bring our lips together.

Tsy’tey pulled me closer, bringing us chest to chest, as my other hand tangled in his braids. Our lips moved in tandem as we reconnected, bringing ourselves closer after a long day apart. As Tsu’tey’s hand traveled up my shirt, I backed away from him, both of us panting from lack of breath. 

Tsu’tey looked at me confused, wondering why I backed away when things were just starting to heat up.

“I have a surprise for you,” I explained coyly. 

His expression is now one of eagerness as he leans forward, intrigued.

Slowly, I move my hands down over my chest and stomach, grabbing onto the hem of my dress and wiggling my hips as I pull it off, giving Tsu’tey a show. I hear a sharp intake of breath as Tsu’tey’s eyes dilate. Underneath my dress, I revealed a powder blue babydoll. It was all a beautiful floral lace with interactive patterns to match the stripes of my avatar. The top was slightly richer in tone with a plunging neckline that showed more than it covered. The sheerness of the garment revealed matching lace panties in a deep blue that matched the color of Tsu’tey’s stripes. This was finalized by a pair of white stockings that went right above my knee.

“What is this, Syulang? It is gorgeous,” Tsu’tey whispered reverently, licking his lips.

“Humans called it lingerie; it’s meant to be worn around your lover,” I explain bashfully.

Slowly, Tsu’tey reaches for me, gently running a finger over the lace of the babydoll, “I must say I think this is one of the only things Tawtute have gotten right,” he says distractedly, as his eye rake up and down my body.

“I’m glad you like it,” I stated gleefully, glad that my hundreds of hours from hand-crocheting lace didn’t go to waste, a huge relief for me.

“Yawntutsyìp, is this what you have been working on for the last year?” Tsu’tey asks me, bewildered.

I nod, glad he noticed my work, “Yes, I wanted something special just for us. "

“The material is so delicate. I will have to make sure it stays pristine,” Tsu’tey lays a kiss on my navel over the lace, “I cannot let something this important be damaged.

He moves his head, kissing lower, as I thread my fingers through his braids, tightening my grip as he reaches my core. Tsu’tey places a gentle kiss on my clothed clit, before the flat of his tongue licks from my hole to clit over the fabric. His tongue pushed the lace into my skin, creating a delicious friction. 

“Tsu’tey!” I gasp as electric pleasure flows through me. 

I feel his chuckle on my cunt, as he latches himself onto my pussy, sucking it into his mouth. The pleasure made my knees wobble, and Tsu’tey moved to hold me steady, letting go of my cunt, to rearrange me. He laid me on my back, lifting my legs, leaving my ass in the air. The babydoll fell, exposing my stomach, but miraculously still covering my tits as Tsu’tey stared at my clothed cunt. He then placed my feet on his chest as he fumbled with his central slit, easing out his cock into the open air. 

I moved to try and take off the babydoll, wanting to expose myself to him only to be cut off.

“No, Syulang, leave it on. I want to enjoy the gift even more,” Tsu’tey reached over me, grabbing the bottle of oil, “Do not worry about a thing. I will take care of everything. All you need to do is enjoy,” He purred. 

I lay myself flat on the ground, open to whatever Tsu’tey chooses to do. And I watch as he pours the oil into the palm of his hand before rubbing it onto his cock, making sure to cover each spine. He then moved to my open thighs, rubbing the oil all over them. I cocked my head to the side but did not mention my confusion, simply trusting him. Tsu’tey places his large dick between my thighs, squeezing my legs tight around him. Slowly he starts to thrust, and each spine on his cock rubs against my clit, making me soak my panties.

“You feel so good, Yawntutsyìp,” Tsu’tey groans as he continues his slow movements between my thighs.

I whine as a harsher thrust causes several spines to hit my clit repeatedly, “Please, Tsu’tey, more!” I beg.

Each thrust causes electric waves of pleasure to flow through my body, forcing me to arch my back even more. Tsu’tey’s arms wrapped firmly around my thighs before he began to move faster.

“Is this what you wish for?” Tsu’tey asks breathlessly, “Eywa, your thighs feel so good, and these pretty things covering your feet, I almost wish you would never take them off,” He growls.

I can’t help the small squeal that left my lips as the growl vibrated down into his dick, causing a sharp pleasure to flow through me. My thighs tremble at the feeling, and my eyes roll into the back of my head. The coil in my core was tightening, ready to be released.

“Does this feel good for you, too, Yawntutsyìp? My muntxate, that is what you will be soon, and the thought of it makes me want to breed you now. That’s why I cannot be inside you now, or I will mate with you here, with or without Eywa’s presence,”  Tsu’tey words were said with love and lust, and his spines hardened with every word that spilled from his lips. 

“Tsu’tey!” I screamed as his words were followed by harsh thrusts, bringing me over the edge.

My vision whited out as pleasure racked through my body, and my limbs trembled as wetness covered my body. When my vision cleared, I was panting harshly but was greeted by the sight of Tsu’tey cumming, his face contorted in pleasure, as rope after rope of cum, sprayed, landing on my thighs, body, and face. Gradually, as Tsu’tey’s high wore off, he laid my legs down, rubbing at my hips and thighs to make sure they wouldn’t cramp. From there, his hands traveled, rubbing his pearlescent cum onto my skin, marking me as his; finally, he curled around me, his tail flopping and wrapping around my side.

While I am slightly bummed that Tsu’tey’s mom won our bet, overall, I am happy with how this turned out because no matter what, I win, and after all, I did just get proposed to.

#avatar #avatar way of water #atwow #smut #tsu’tey x reader #tsu'tey x reader #tsu'tey smut #tsu'tey avatar #tsutey #tsu'tey x y/n #tsu'tey te rongloa ateyitan #avatar 2009 #tsu’tey smut #avatar smut #x reader #avatar12daysofkinkmas

[finniestoncrane]

12 Days of Kinkmas • Day 8: Orgasm Denial - Gotham!Zsasz x GN!Reader request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist • dividers minors DNI!! 🔞 cw for nsfw stuff: nipple play, orgasm denial, teasing

The mattress below you was soaked in sweat, your body weakening, mouth dry as you let Victor ravage you, bringing you as close to a climax as he decided you deserved over, and over, and over again. The teasing was exciting, at first, but now your body ached for him, and yet it still seemed like he had other plans.

Victor brushed his fingertips down your sternum, his hand reaching your stomach and lingering there until he skirted back up towards your chest. With well-trained trigger fingers, more used to causing violence than pleasure, he flitted over your nipples as he grinned in delight. His teeth glinted in the overhead light as he grinned wide as he caught your eyes. You looked into them, dark and challenging, sparkling with the kind of cruel mischief he usually delighted in, and which you recognised as an almost permanent feature by now.

Lowering his head, he placed a soft kiss on your stomach, following it up in a trail until his lips were close to your nipples, grazing over them. His tongue prodded out, lapping at you as he felt your body rise up off the bed, trying to get closer to him. He took the hint and wrapped his lips around them, sucking softly. He chuckled as he listened to you whining, whimpering almost.

Your eyes prickled with hot tears of desperation. He’d been teasing you for almost an hour, watching your body writhe, ruining your orgasm at the very last minute, and then riling you back up again with his deft fingers and knowledge of every sensitive spot on your body. This was the final straw, his teeth around your stiffening nipples, pulling at them as you began to tremble. You could feel the climax coming again, and he was riding dangerously close to the line. Enough to make you think he might finally be allowing you to let yourself go completely.

But, that of course wasn’t the case.

Your breath hitched as your body prepared for what you hoped was the grand finale, but with a smirk and a giggle, he took his lips from you with a wet popping sound and sat back, not a bit of him in contact with you. He pouted and cooed at you as you groaned in frustration, tutting at your lack of self-control, and for thinking he would be anything less than cruel to you.

“I’m so sorry, my desperate little fool, but it’s only Christmas Eve. You’ll have to wait until tomorrow for the rest of your gift.”

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[bubblebaththoughts]

Female Submission

Ronal x Fem!Na’vi!Reader

kinkmas masterlist

warnings: 18+ MDNI, switch!ronal, switch!reader, cunnilingus

“I’m not asking you, I’m telling you.” You cross your arms, in front of Ronal as the words slip from her mouth

“Not happening.” You sass

You feel the anticipation in the air, your heart pounding in anticipation. Ronal stands across the pod, her gaze locked onto yours. You can feel the challenge in her eyes, the unspoken promise of a battle.

You smirk, slowly sauntering towards her. With a single movement, you reach out and grab her hand, tugging her towards the bed. She resists, but you're not to be deterred — you have a mission.

The two of you wrestle, your hands entwined as you fight for supremacy. You can feel her strength, her determination, and you know you must be the one to win. You wrench her arm back, pressing her down onto the mat.

Her eyes are wide with surprise, her body tense beneath yours. You can feel her struggle, her will to fight, but you refuse to relent. You position yourself above her, your lips just inches apart.

Your grip on her loosened as you leaned down to kiss her and she took the opportunity to flip the two of you over, not even breaking this kiss, taking you completely by surprise.

She ventured down, holding your body down by your hips, and leaving small kisses down your body a she went.

You feel her soft lips on your inner thigh, and your breath hitches in anticipation. She looks up, her eyes twinkling with mischief as she moves her way closer to your center. Her fingers softly stroke your skin, sending shivers down your spine.

Her lips meet your clit and you gasp out loud, feeling as if you're on the edge of the world. Her tongue darts out, flicking and teasing your most sensitive areas. You moan as the sensations wash over you, and her hands slide up to cup your hips once again, pulling you closer to her as she continues to pleasure you.

You can feel her breath on your skin, and the heat of her body radiates against yours. She pauses for a moment, and you can feel her smirk against your skin as she looks up at you. She licks her lips, and you can't help but blush as you realize how turned on you are.

Her mouth resumes its exploration of your body, and you feel yourself melting into the sheets. Her fingers grasp your hips, pulling you closer and closer to her face as her tongue works its magic. You start to rock your hips against her, seeking out the pleasure she's giving you.

The sensations overwhelm you, and you can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. You can feel her smile against your skin as she senses your pleasure, and she continues to lavish your body with her mouth.

You can't take it any longer and you let out a loud moan as you come undone in her arms. Your body shakes with pleasure, and you can feel her smile against your skin as she holds you close.

Finally, you drift back to reality, and you can feel her lips press against your skin as she kisses you tenderly. You can't help but smile as you realize the pleasure she has just given you.

"I'm not done with you yet, Ro." you whisper, your voice barely a whisper. You press your lips against hers, your passion and desire overwhelming her. She moans in pleasure and you can feel her body relax beneath you.

You press your body against hers, your hands roaming her curves. Her breathing is heavy and her heart is racing. You can see the desire in her eyes, the need for more.

The two of you move together, your hand slipped down to her pussy, and you started to gently caress her until she began rutting into your hand for more friction. You move faster, her moans growing louder. You can feel her body trembling beneath you, her breath coming in short gasps. You can feel her slowly surrendering to you, and you revel in the power.

Eventually, you feel her body go limp beneath you. She looks up at you, her eyes filled with awe and admiration. You smirk, knowing you've proven your dominance.

The two of you collapse in a satisfied heap, your bodies spent from the battle. You can feel her heart pounding against yours, her breath warm against your skin. You smile, content with the knowledge that you have conquered her.

“I win.” Ronal declared

You look up instantly, almost offended by her words “How so?”

“I made you cum first.” She breathlessly sighed “No argument.”

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[sunnyyangie]

NSFW MDNI!

kinkmas day one!! hate sex

theo x f. reader

warnings: coworker!theo, mean!dom!theo, big dick! theo, degradation and name calling, dumbification, praise, unprotected sex (dont do this yall), enemies to ?? fuck buddies?? lovers?? who knows.

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“i’m sick of your shit, taeyang.” you nearly yell at him. seeing the way he scoffs only pisses you off more. “you act like you’re my boss when i’ve been here longer than you! just because all the girls here love you for some fucking reason, doesn’t mean you’re better than me.”

you two were the only people left, both working on after hours duties. it was promotion era and you two were the top contenders. taeyang had joined the company just a few months after you, and you had even trained him. you got along okay with him at first, but when he basically dropped you once your coworkers and boss started showing favoritism, you nearly lost your shit.

“and just because you’re a kiss ass to the boss, doesn’t mean you’ll get promoted either. you’re just jealous that i have a better chance than you.”

you groan, “seriously, just shut the fuck up. i already have a headache and you make it so much worse. i can’t stand you.”

you turn to walk back to your cubicle until, “then why do you look at me like you want me?”

“what?” you stare at him dumbfounded.

“don’t act dumb, i’ve seen the way you watch me when i work. how you roll your ways when other girls talk to me. when you blush hearing my voice. and the way you’re squeezing your legs together right now.” he trails off, slowly walking closer to you.

you can only shake your head with your jaw slightly dropped, shocked he would even notice any of that.

he smiles as he stands in front of you, his hand lifting to under your chin, closing your mouth. “what’s the matter, baby? cat got your tongue?” he leans in and you close the gap, lips moving against each other. his soft, plump lips feel heavenly on your own as you whine into his mouth.

he pulls away and chuckles, wiping your bottom lip as you look up at him. “you’re hot when you’re mad.”

you furrow your eyebrows, mad at the way you’re caving in for him. “i hate you.”

“then get back to work if you hate me so much.” taeyang challenges you, looking into your eyes. it’s hard to read his expression but you know that he wants you and you want him, and he knows too.

you grab his tie and pull him down for another kiss. he easily slids his tongue into your mouth, your hands make their way to his long hair. his arms wrapped around your waist and he slowly walks you backwards to his desk. “just fuck me already, taeyang.” you breathe against his lips, a small strand of saliva connecting you two. your hands drop to tug on the waistband of his pants, starting to undo his button and zipper.

“shit.” he groans, returning the favor on your own. after he helps you out of your pants, he starts unbuttoning your blouse and nipping at your neck. you throw your head back and squeal at the light pain. “sound so pretty, y/n. wanna hear you like this more.”

you shrug off your shirt, finally leaving you in just your underwear. feeling the way his hands drag across your body makes you grab his arms for support. he spins you around and pushes you down so you’re bent over, chest laying on his desk. you’re dizzy with his roughness until you realize why you’re in this position. “jesus, dude, chill.”

taeyang chuckles and grabs your ass, squeezing and spreading. “says the girl that was cussing me out and is now bent over for me.” he lifts your leg to place it on the desk, now fully exposed for him. “gonna make you my good little slut.”

you whine and clench around air, needing to be filled up more than ever. “can you just hurry.” trying to keep your mean composure.

he lands a smack on your ass, “drop the fucking attitude before i leave you here like a bitch in heat.”

you whine out curses as he slowly sinks into your hole. “you’re so big, taeyang, shit.” it nearly feels like he’s splitting you open.

“just relax, angel.” his hands that grip your waist slightly rub your body to get you to not be so tense.

you take deep breathes and close your eyes as his dick finally kisses your cervix. “holy fuck, tae!” you grab the edge of his desk, crumbling a few papers in the process. “so big. fuck. and deep. fillin’ me up.”

“tae..” he notices the nickname. “cute.” as he completely slids out. you turn and reach back to grab at him, upset.

taeyang grips your wrist and puts in back on the desk, holding it there as he presses back into you. you drop your head. “so tight, baby. gonna ruin you.” he groans, keeping a stable slow pace of his thrusts.

all you can do is whine with the way your walls wrap around his cock, feeling every vein and twitch.

taeyang coos at you, “little y/n can’t even speak anymore, hm? just thinking about how good my cock makes you feel?” he snaps his hips against yours which causes his balls to slap against your clit, making you nearly scream. “where’s your attitude now, princess? huh?”

your eyes squeeze shut and a tear runs down your cheek. you mumble his name breathlessly, slightly overwhelmed.

“are you okay? do you wanna stop?” he asks, worry in his voice.

“i’m okay, i can continue. thank you, though.” you try to catch your breath. “jus’ so big. feels unreal.”

you can hear the smile in his voice when he says “here, c’mon.” he gently slides out and lifts your upper body up, slowly spinning you around to face him and laying you onto the desk again. taeyang spreads your knees apart and you watch as he lines himself back up with your hole, his tip diving in and out. he then slides his dick against your clit, slowly thrusting on the small button of nerves.

you crumble another paper when you try to find something to hold on to. “fuck me like you’re mad at me. i don’t got all night.” you mumble.

taeyang rolls his eyes and shoves his thumb into your mouth. “whiny baby, no wonder our coworkers prefer me. all you do is complain.” he finally slides his cock back into you and you nearly bite his thumb. “gonna fuck you dumb now so you don’t talk shit anymore.”

he starts a hard pace. he removes his thumb from you mouth and smears your saliva against your lips and cheek. “so nasty, babe. lemme hear you.”

each thrust and the sound of your bodies connecting makes you sound like you have pornographic moans, this situation turning you on way too much.

“fucking hot, you know i’ve wanted this since i started, right?” he confesses, picking up his pace. “dreaming of fucking you against my desk for months. feeling the way you would cream around my cock. how your moans would sound, fuck.” one of his hands grabs your hips while the other pushes your knee farther to spread even more.

your chest is heaving, trying to breathe normally but everything just feels so good. yet his confession confuses you, and you slightly wonder why he would basically drop you for all your other coworkers. “oh, so you’ve wanted this but never had the fucking balls to do something about it? so you go and flirt with others and are trying to steal my job?”

his hard eyes stare into your own, making you feel so small. taeyang grunts, continuing his movements. “well, sweetheart, ‘s not stealing if i’m the one who is rightfully getting promoted. maybe if you weren’t so hard headed..” he trails off, bringing a hand up to pat your head.

you scoff and slap it away, but he quickly grabs your hand and pins it down on the desk. his eye contact and silence worries you as he thrusts into you harder and faster than before.

his other hand slides down to your clit, and as soon as he starts rubbing, you snap and feel the most intense orgasm you’ve ever had wash over you. taeyang continues to fuck you through it, your body twitching and constant whining.

you begin to feel overstimulated before he grunts and asks, “where do you want me?” as he pets your head and slows his motions.

“here, help me up.” taeyang does as told and you sink to your knees, looking up with innocent eyes.

“oh, shit, baby.” he moans out.

you open your mouth and stick out your tongue. taeyang slaps his dick on it a few times before pushing in. heavy on your tongue, you bob your head and use one hand to jerk him off and the other cupping his balls.

taeyang has both hands on the back of your head, helping him to reach the back of your throat; you nearly gag, moaning around his length. “sound so much better choking on my cock, not talking back” he groans. “shit, you ready?”

you moan to acknowledge him, and he immediately starts cumming down your throat. his dick twitches in your mouth, and when it gets to be too much, you pull off of him. you slightly squeeze his base and one last string of cum drops onto your chin and falls down to your chest.

after a moment of catching your breaths, he takes a few steps to a nearby desk to grab a box of tissues. he drops down to clean you up. “did so good for me. wanna come back to my place?” he suddenly asks.

you’re taken aback by his confidence and bluntness. “we have work in the morning..”

“so? i want you.” he helps you put your clothes back on and he fixes his own.

“oh.. okay. yeah.” you hesitantly agree, already thinking about what round two would look like.

“let’s go, we’ve been here long enough.” he packs his back and cleans up his area, shoving the papers into his drawers. he smirks, “and also, i’m still getting that promotion, by the way.”

“oh fuck off, taeyang.”

#this is NASTYYYY nasty my bad yall theo has been making me feel CRAZY lately.. #my bad this is late but ive had covid the past few days so 🥲 but somewhat recovering rn so im gonna try to write more today to catch up #p1harmony smut #choi taeyang smut #choi theo smut #choi taeyang x reader #p1harmony x reader #sunnys kinkmas #p1harmony kinkmas #Spotify

[kiestrokes]

12 Lays of Kinkmas Challenge

🗝️Note: Just reposting the kinkmas prompt list from last year. Each two can be used together or separate! Have fun and feel free to tag me in the finished work.

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