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xhdream · 23 days

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can you make a fic with jiung “talking you through it” CAUSE HE MOST DEF WOULD???

tags: soft dom!jiung, phone sex, guided masturbation, pet names | mdni

“i just called to wish you a good day at work before i leave for mine,” jiung speaks calmly with a hint of playfulness in his tone which makes you realise he’s actually teasing you, “and you’re gonna make me hard?”

“you asked what my dream was about and i told you,” you reply as your fingers put pressure on your clit through the cotton fabric of your panties, slow circles that invite a well familiar warmth into your lower body.

his voice always sounds so arousing when he’s flirting with you, and listening to it so early in the morning after a wet dream… the temptation is too hard to resist.

“does it feel good, baby?” jiung shuts his eyes, painting the image of you laying in your bed; hair messy, thighs rubbing together needily, nipples hard.

“not as good as when you do it,” you say with a slight frustration while keeping the same steady motions going.

jiung’s lips slide into a smile at your words, before he bites on them from the sudden thoughts bursting into his head. he recognises that your breathing turns more heavy as time goes on, and he’s trying to imagine you in as many details as possible.

“did you push a finger inside you yet?”

“no, not yet,” you reply before humming from the growing pleasure.

“do it, baby... wouldn’t it feel nice?”

with your free hand, you slide down your underwear to your ankles, and press gently into your wet entrance. your middle finger glides through your tight gummy walls, making you gasp from the feeling.

“wet?” jiung asks, letting out a soft chuckle.

“yeah,” you sigh, moving it slowly back and forth. “i’m so wet, wish you were here with me…” your brows gather together every time you force your finger deeper.

“it’s alright, baby,” jiung’s smooth voice comforts you from the speaker while also making you more sensitive at the same time. “focus on my voice for now, okay?” his palm adjusts his boner as you let out a small moan at his ear. “add one more finger in.”

you do as he says, feeling the nice stretch. however, the feeling can barely compare to the one of his long slim fingers, even after you curl yours up and begin to pump them quicker.

“fuck—” you whine quietly and jiung is glad you cannot see the smug smile on his lips provoked by your desperate sound; by the obvious way you seem to not be able to imitate his ways; to bring half of the thrill he brings you every time.

“move them faster, sweetheart,” he encourages you, “i wanna hear how wet you are..” the squelching arousal spreads louder, turning jiung’s mind foggy and he palms his erection with a stronger grip before speaking again. “your pussy sounds so pretty, you got it soaking wet for me.” he breathes in meanwhile you shift against your pillow, arching your back, because the pleasure starts increasing the way you need it bit by bit. “gonna cum any minute now, aren’t you, love? i can feel it too.”

jiung remains silent for a moment, just taking in the sounds of your hand smacking lightly against your skin as you chase your high; the lewd noise from your slickness and your panting which makes the skin of his neck hot…

the way you chant his name doubles the tension in his pants; the growing need to feel you makes it impossible to ignore now.

“i’m right here, baby.” he softly mutters once you repeat his name few more times. “right here…”

while you, on the other side of the phone, feel how every next word of his pushes you further…

“you sound so fuckin’ beautiful, don’t stop.” he will listen to you losing control over moaning his name forever if he could. “good girl… gonna come over at your place after work today. the rest of your pretty body needs some attention too.”

a/n: hope this is close to what you had in mind <3

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keykeep · 2 years

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KINKTOBER DAY 17- SWEET SUGAR CANDYMAN - FRED WEASLEY

Warnings: food play, oral (M), Oral (F), sex

Fred Weasley awoke to the sweet smell of chocolate chip cookies coming from the kitchen. He loved being home because his mother always made sure there were enough treats. And as he ate she always complained about how her kids weren’t being fed enough and that they were all skin and bone and it’s her job to keep them healthy before handing them a gift box full of their favourite foods.

However, as he descended the stairs he was surprised that it wasn’t his mother cooking but his fiancé. She was standing in the Weasley kitchen listening to muggle music on their dad's record player wearing nothing but his T-shirt and a pair of booty shorts.

She danced around the kitchen stirring the bowl by hand. She loved muggle cooking and preferred wizard cleaning. He snaked his hands around your waist as he moved your long hair to kiss down your neck. “It smells so good”he said sniffing you as you giggle.

“ Where is everyone?” he asked breath tickling your neck “Everyone is enjoying the hot weather, they are shopping, eating or have errands to do, so we are home alone, I woke up early and asked Molly if I could bake some treats for everyone ” he smiled at this as it was rare to see his large family all out at the same time, and even rarer was it for his mother to let anyone into her kitchen. This brought a bigger smile to his face knowing you were accepted by his family.

As his hands reach under your shirt to feel your chest feeling the hard nipples in his hands while he kisses you passionately. He stops to pull the shirt over your head “ I love this shirt on you but I love it better off”

He takes a cookie off the counter and pops it into his mouth, savouring the hot chocolate taste and oozing melting chocolate. As he moans. You swat his bare chest with your hand. “Freddy, don’t spoil your appetite”. His cock twitched at this as he raised his eyebrows at you. He reached into your hand prying the bowl out of your hands and setting the bowl down on the bench, As he kisses you.

“ I couldn’t possibly spoil my appetite for you love, us Weasleys have a good appetite and we love to eat” As he said that he presses himself into you and you feel his cock stir in his pants. With one swift motion he swept everything off the counter with his arm and lifts you onto it. “ oh what a mess” you sigh as he kisses you, hands travelling down your body. “ I’ll clean it,” he says with a wave of his wand.

He takes a moment to admire you sitting on his childhood home's kitchen bench in nothing looking like a snack“ I think I’m starving for you I need my breakfast” he says kissing you. “Freddy aren’t you full from last night?” You ask about your quiet bedtime antics in his old bedroom. “Weasleys have massive appetites” he mumbles against your mouth as he lifts you into his arms as takes your shorts off before putting you down again.

As you put your face to his and kiss his lips, his neck and ears with your passionate mouth, your hands work his Pyjama pants down as he steps out of them.

You wrap your legs around his waist with his cock in his hand pointing straight up to your entrance. You moan against him as his cock enters you with a push of his waist. Slowly at first but quicker with each pump. As he started to drive his cock deeper and deeper inside you. Your hips moved as if they had a mind of their own, matching him stroke after stroke.

And then it happened, the release of energy as passion from each other to each other as he explodes inside you and you also erupt, as you exchange bodily fluids in an act of passion and love. They come down in a sweaty, panting mess, their lips and tongues still exploring each other’s mouths. You untangle your bodies as your able to get your ability to move your legs without shaking. You smell an unpleasant smell wafting from the oven.

You jumped down off the bench running over to the oven and opened the door to a charcoal catastrophe. “Freddy they burnt,” you said pulling the tray out of the oven to show him. His hand smooths over your hair “don’t worry love, I’ll help you make more”.

Both of you getting dressed in your pyjamas again. He cleaned while you worked away on the batter for the second time. You scooped them onto the tray as Fred stood close behind you brushing your hair out of your face as he says “ hey, you have a little something there” next thing you feel his tongue licking down your neck.

You gasp as you lean closer to him, his mouth leaving little marks on your neck. His finger dipped into the mixture before running his fingers down your chest leaving a sticky cookie batter behind. “I’ve made you sweeter,” he says before he pulls your clothes off once again, as he dips his long finger into the batter again drawing on your body with food, from your chest, your abdomen. Before you knew it, there was more cookie dough on you than in the bowl.

As he smirked “my favourite part, licking you clean” his lips clash against yours moaning together, before his tongue follows the trail he left himself. Your moans fill the air as his tongue continues down your neck, your chest paying special attention to your nipples sucking them firmly. His hands hold your waist as his tongue licks down your abdomen as it continues down.

Your breathing gets shallower as he licks further and further down your body, as his teeth gently nibble your thighs close to your wet centre. He lifts his head to look at you “my favourite candy” before plunging his lips against you, his tongue thrashing against your clit, you groaned as you pushed his head deeper against you. You moan as he parts your wet folds and slides his tongue into you. Licking the remaining cum left inside you. As you writhe in pleasure, squirming as he holds your hips tight to stop you from moving around against his face. He flicks his tongue again and again into you before flicking your clit faster and faster. You can feel another orgasm building up until you feel your inner walls spasm, and wetness rushes out of you.

You sigh contently as you rummage in the refrigerator “ I’m missing an ingredient” you announced. Pulling out a can of whipped cream. You smile to him shaking the can up to thicken the mixture inside. “All this fucking and I haven’t ate” you whine as you push him back onto the bench.

His cock stands up straight, stiff and hard as you leave a generous helping on his abdomen, his cock and balls. You softly kiss down his stomach. Relishing in the salty taste mixed with delicious sweet cream feeling his abdomen flex as you lick. You dragged your tongue across one of the blobs of cream kissing and licking closer to his groin.

He sucked in a breath as your tongue ran the length of his penis. Licking off the sugary coating leaving behind your saliva on his skin. You brought the can over him again spraying little trails of cream over his cock before your tongue licked him clean with slow strokes.

Your mouth came down to lick the wetness from his tip tongue swirling over his slit. You slid him further filling your mouth with his long cock. Feeling his hips buck up pushing himself further. A satisfying popping sound as you released him.

Your hands continued to twist up and down his shaft. Your lips traced the vein on the underside of his cock. Earning a groan from Fred. As your tongue worked him. With each bob of the head, you tried to take him in a little further.

Until you could feel him at the back of your throat. He gripped your hair roughly bucking against your mouth. You were aware he was ejaculating as you felt streams of liquid coat your tongue. As he started to descend from his convulsions. She released her mouth from him.

“Bloody Hell,” said Ron dropping his bags at the door. surveying the mess of the kitchen as well as his naked brother and his soon-to-be sister-in-law.

“Hey, brother want a cookie? ” Fred said nonchalantly. “God, this is what they are like at home I gotta move out,” sighed George. “Hey George,” you said, waving your wand to clean the kitchen before turning to Fred “hey babe I am a hot sticky mess, wanna have a shower?” Fred’s eyebrows shot up as he chased you up the stairs.

“Like Rabbits those two” Ron Scoffed.

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lovingelegance · 2 years

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Camboy Monday AU (🎊Event)

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Summary of this event : You’re a cam person in this AU and when going live, you feature the genshin boys in them! I also tried to include some people I didn’t before in my last event so enjoy!(Once again, be prepared because I’m not including everything that’s in here…)

Characters, AlHaitham, Ayato, Childe, Kaeya, Pantalone, Scaramouche, Heizou, Thoma, and Xiao.

Side note : Oh my god. Id like to thank everyone who’s liked and read my posts, and I’d like to thank the people who follow me! I also can’t forget to thank my Anons!! Thank you so much for the support I really appreciate it, like I really do. Cheers to hitting 100 followers! 🥂

Before we start, sorry for my grammar mistakes! (If I have any) 🫶

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❕ AlHaitham

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“Cum, slut! Featuring, @|D3ndr0Wh0r3”

“You’ve got some pretty moans..” You say while pumping his cock nonstop. AlHaitham moaned harder, the chat rushed in, “Of course he does!” One person says, “Yeah, pretty slutty moans.” Another person commented. You smiled under the mask and began to stroke his cock more roughly. “Ple-Please..!” He whined out, you act confused for a second. “Please what babe?” You said gently, “I need y-your cock/strap in me!!” He cried out. You pulled his hair and went quicker.

“Oh yeah?” You say switching your tone instantly. Tears rolled down AlHaitham’s face, “Yesyes! Ah- Fuck—!” Pre-cum leaked from his cock as you shoved your cock/strap in him. His whole body tensing up. “Feels- amazing!!~” He cried out once again. His eyes rolling back and he took the pleasure you gave him. Fuck, seeing the expressions he’s making made you feel intense lust. Almost as if it was spreading all over your body. “I bet it does, doesn’t it?”

~🌱

❕Ayato

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“Cock Whore. Featuring, @|S1yS1ut”

“Take all of my cock you Whore.” You say demandingly. “Yes!- thank you!!” Ayato exclaimed. He bobbed his head on your cock/strap, he slightly gagged. The chat were cheering him on to take all of it in his mouth, praising him for being able to take all of your cock/strap in his mouth. You were reading the chat out loud to him, “They’re praising you for how well your taking in my cock, say thank you.” You say grabbing a fist full of hair of Ayato’s. A muffled thank you came out of his mouth.

“This angle is perfect!” You saw someone say. Ayato was riding you. You could see his cock, as well as his ass now taking your cock this time around. “Shit, he really is a fucking whore!!” Another comment appeared. When Ayato read that comment, he almost came right there and then. “Nngh..- ‘m gonna cum!~” you nodded your head signaling he could cum. Ayato came as his semen dropped down onto your chest.

~🧋

❕Childe

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“Bitch Boy!! Featuring, @|Pain4Me”

You slapped his ass real hard. Hard enough to get a imprint of your hand on his ass. “I bet you like that, huh?” You say while slapping him again. Childe whimpered, “I do! I do!” He said desperately. The chat was in awe of his desperation. Degrading him just how he liked. “You’re so fucking pathetic!” These mean words only added more fuel to the fire. He let out a strangled moan in response. You continued to slap his ass while giving him the most disgusted look you can ever give.

“Mmm..! Ah!- Shit~” he was gripping the arm rests of the chair. His drool seeped from his mouth. You stroked his cock just the way he loved. Childe’s eyes were now rolling back. The chat went crazy it. “He looks so hot while doing it?!” “Fuck, this type of sub makes me go crazy..” you smirk. It looks like you reached your target audience with Childe. You couldn’t believe how much Sadists were behind the screen watching, but at least they were enjoying this lovely view.

~🐳

❕Kaeya

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“Surprise! Featuring @|Pr1nceSS”

Now, Kaeya was very very popular. You didn’t expect him to have an account on this website, but here you were. Now fucking him. The chat flooded, they were all surprised. Their favorite dominate creator and sub creator doing a collaboration.. “Who would’ve thought? I’m not complaining though, there both so sexy.” A compliment along with a donation. “Thank you so much!!~” Kaeya said with a thoughtful look on his face, soon that look was wiped off as you fingered him.

Kaeya moaned out as he rode your fingers. Making the sluttiest noises possible from his mouth. “Before taking my cock in we should prep you with more than my fingers.. right?” You suggested. He was open to the idea but the dildo was larger than the normal sizes he used. “Ah- O-Okay..” he stuttered. You guided him onto the dildo, he whined out. “Oh my!— th-this is stretching me out..~” Kaeya said seductively. “If that stretched you out, then I wonder how you’ll do when you take me.” Maybe you should collaborate with him more often you thought to yourself.

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❕Pantalone

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“UHGH!- I’ll be a good w-whore for you!!~~” You pulled his hair, and fucked him roughly. “Do you know how many times people have told me that?!” You say harshly. What you said was true, but you knew he liked getting told those type of things. “I’ll be better- wait-! Better th-than the others! I swearr~!”he says while getting drunk on the pleasure. “You’re so fucking greedy. Such a greedy whore.” The chat was going crazy. The way you said it made everyone feel some type of way. The way that Pantalone’s eagerness sparked something in them.

“Yess..!! Hah—” You tugged on the leash. You read his collar one last time before going back in to fuck him. “Number 1’s Best Whore” you giggle a bit, but not loud enough that the people who were watching you can hear it. “You really are something.” You say watching him closely. Pantalone looked away, embarrassed. “Fuck I love that embarrassed expression of his.. it’s so fucking beautiful!” A person said in the chat. You read it aloud to him and made him cum on the spot.

~💰

❕Scaramouche

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“Maybe, Good Boy? Featuring, @|G00DBRAT”

“You know, you look pretty good in handcuffs don’t you think?” You say while sweeping the hair from his face. The chat agreed with you, saying all sorts of dirty compliments. “You.. you really think- so?” He says blushing hard. You nod and caressed his cheek. You gazed at him and made out with him. Suddenly, the kisses turned into sloppy ones and a competition to fight for dominance. Of course, we all knew who was going to win but Scaramouche still dared to challenge you.

Lifting up his skirt to show his panties, the chat were amazed with this. This was a rare moment. He practically begged. You wanted to see that adorable look of his during this round and keep it. You wanted to hear him beg aloud for the viewers to see it and cherish it. “I’ll touch you when you beg for it.” You whispered, just loud enough so the viewers could tell what you were whispering about. “Pl-Please.. P-Please touch me..~” he says cutely. Oh you were going to do some unspeakable thing to him after he said that.

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❕Heizou

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He knew how to push your buttons, but now.. You were pushing his. You denied his release. Every single time he said he was going to cum or said he was cumming you stopped your actions. “Why- Why?!” He cried out. You stopped again, grabbing his chin. “Why what darling?” You asked him. He hesitated but decided to talk back. “Why are y-you stopping everything when I say I’m going to cum..?” He responded. “Don’t worry, in the end it will all be worth it. Okay?~” you say sweetly. It’s as if he forgot about that part for a second.

“Fuck cumming, cumming—!” His semen goes all over his thighs. His eyes roll back and he throws his head back. “Now.. I finally let you cum. You satisfied?” You teasingly said. He nodded his head, though you had something else in store. “Well, sense you wanted to cum so bad the other times.. let’s see how many times I can make you cum.” He was shocked, but he should’ve expected this to happen. The only thing now is to prepare for the time of his life.

-📖

❕Thoma

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The chat hasn’t seen him in a while, though they loved him. They loved how innocent he seemed but in reality he was just another cheap slut begging for your cock/strap. “I love the maid outfit!<33” “sososo cuteee” you laughed reading the comments. “They all really like your outfit for today..” you murmured. “Too bad were gonna ruin it today~” saying in a low tone. That made Thoma shiver. Shit, he hasn’t been turned on like that for a while. You knew all the spots to make him feel good.

“Mmph—! Uh~!” He whimpered out, spilling cum all over his maid dress. You soon got him on his back and fingered him. “Does that feel good sweetheart?” You ask him. “AH! yesyes-!!” He moaned out. “How can they do it that fast?!” A person in the chat said. You just tilted your head and gave the viewers a smile through your eyes. Even though they couldn’t see it behind your mask, they could tell you were smiling. “Ohh~! I think ‘m gonna c-cum again!” You turned your attention to Thoma and signaled for him to cum.

~🧹

❕ Xiao

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“Ahh.. I see why my viewers like you so much.” You say with a smug look on your face. Xiao was all tied up and was in feminine clothes. At first he didn’t like this idea at all. Now he loves it and so does the chat. “Holy shit he’s so cute.” “The titles not wrong!!” He has a skirt and long socks on. You took off his shirt earlier because you felt like he didn’t need to hide his chest. He moaned out as the vibrator buzzed onto his cock and in his ass. “Such a good boy. Unlike some others.” You laughed.

“Aww you’re such a good boy for me aren’t you?” You say as you see him obeying your every order. Xiao wasn’t like the others. He wanted to hear your praise every second, and is willing to do anything for that. The viewers called him precious. “Mhm!” He said while looking at you with puppy eyes. Fuck. That look of his is quite powerful but he doesn’t even know that. “Let me reward you, I think you deserve it honey.” You coo. You stroke his hair and made him go on all fours.

-🌌

Y’all im so tired, but I hope you guys enjoyed!!

My requests are open <3 Sorry if I don’t get to your request right now, I’ll get to it as soon as possible!

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actuallysaiyan · 2 years

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All Through The Night(Team Guy sexy headcanons)

Warnings: Smuttiness, unprotected sex, oral sex, vaginal fingering Pairings: Tenten x Fem!Reader, Neji Hyuga x Fem!Reader, Rock Lee x Fem!Reader and Might Guy x Fem!Reader

Tenten

She’s a little shy at first, but she comes around pretty quickly. She’s mostly just nervous about screwing up your friendship.

She’s a bit of a moaner. It’s so sexy to hear her like that. She gets so excited and she gets a little loud when she gets close to cumming.

Tenten is a little sloppy with her movements, but she is very good at making you cum so quick.

Her cheeks are so red, but the way she keeps tugging on your hair and pulling you closer to her wet cunt, you know she’s enjoying herself. She had been so worried about screwing up the friendship with you. But you assured her it would only be making things so much better. You lick a stripe from her hole to her clit. She shudders from head to toe.

“So receptive,” you mutter against her wet skin.

“D-don’t say that,” her cheeks burn once again.

You don’t let her finish whatever she’s going to say in protest. Instead, you begin lapping firmly at her wet slit. Tenten moans loudly, and you can feel her thighs beginning to shudder. You can’t help but smirk at the sounds she’s making. You know she’s so close and you want her to tumble over the edge. Your fingers come down and you pump two of them into her. Her silky walls feel so amazing clenching around you already.

“So close!” She cries out, and you begin pumping into her a little quicker.

Her lips are parted so sweetly, her breath coming out in short pants. She’s clutching the sheets beneath her, her hips pumping in time with the movements from your fingers. She’s going to cum. She’s so close.

Her voice echoes off the walls as a loud wail comes from her. You’re soaked from her juices gushing out. You can’t help but lick it all up, moaning at her sweetness. Though she may be overstimulated, you want to pull another orgasm from her.

Neji

Neji is a little more precise than Tenten. He knows how to be attentive to your needs and he’ll make you feel so good.

He’s got your body mapped out in his head. He knows where to touch you, and where to kiss you to get those sweet reactions from you.

He can last quite a long time, but he has a slow refractory period. He likes to cuddle after sex.

He smirks when he finds your sweet spot. His fingers curl against that spot over and over. You let out the cutest little moans, and Neji swears he figured his cock couldn’t get any harder than it already is. He wants to fuck you, but he knows you need some stimulation first. He likes to make you cum before he fucks you. It’s just the way he likes to do things.

“Really close, baby.” You whine, your head falling back against the pillows.

Neji doesn’t let up, and his thumb comes up to bully your poor, aching clit. A cry falls from your lips as your orgasm hits you hard. Your juices soak his hand, making everything so much slicker. It’s not long before you watch as Neji licks his fingers clean after pulling them from you. He smirks when he notices you watching that lewd act of his.

“You ready now?” He asks, slotting himself between your thighs.

“I’m ready. Please, Neji. Fuck me,”

That’s all the encouragement he needs. His cockhead is teased between your slick folds a few times, earning him a few whimpers from you. Then he slips into you, stretching you out as his cock eventually bottoms out. The two of you take a moment to breathe, and you’re both practically panting. It always feels this good when the two of you are together like this.

“You feel so good,” You whine and Neji quiets you with a hungry kiss.

“So do you, angel.”

His hips snap quickly, chasing that sweet high. He knows he’ll be able to make you cum again, but he loves cumming with you. His lips find the tender spot on your neck and he bites down as he begins pounding into you.

“Mine. All mine.”

Rock Lee

This man is just excited to fuck you. He’s sloppy and loud. But he always knows how to make you feel good.

Expect to cum at least three times before he even fucks you. Your body is a temple to him. He will treat you like royalty.

He’s so sweet too. Rock Lee loves to praise you and he will absolutely die of happiness if you were to praise him.

“You feel so good, flower. So so good.” Lee whines as he begins pumping into you. It’s so tight and warm inside of you.

“You feel good too, Lee.”

Your legs wrap around him, pulling him even further into you. It’s been a long time since the two of you have seen each other. You were both so busy with missions, that when you did finally reunite, it was so explosive. You basically had to drag Lee to your place so he wouldn’t just rip off your clothes in public. Right now, he’s pumping into you like his life depends on it. His sweet moans are like music to your ears. You wish you could hear him like this all the time.

Lee is practically sobbing as he continues to rut into you. You feel so fucking good. It’s been way too long since the two of you have made love. He wants to just feel so lost in the pleasure that is you. You say the softest things to him, you make him feel so wanted. For so long, Lee figured he’d never find a lover. Nobody wanted to be with him, he was deemed to be too much. But he was everything you were looking for, and you took pleasure in the fact that he is too much…for everyone who isn’t you.

“I’m gonna cum, Lee.” You whimper, and he pumps into you even harder and faster.

He’ll do anything to have your little walls pulsing around him. He will fuck you until he is completely exhausted. Anything to have you moaning his name so wantonly.

Might Guy

He’s very confident in his abilities. He knows he can fuck you until you’re crying and you can’t take it anymore.

Once tried to make a bet with Kakashi that he can last longer in bed, but you weren’t sure you wanted to follow through with that bet.

Guy is the literal Energizer bunny. He just keeps going and going and going and going…

“S-slow down!” You whine. You weren’t even sure if you were still lucid, but him jackhammering into you like this is what pulled you from your lust filled fog.

“Not a chance! You know I need to make you cum more than last night,” Guy says with a bright smile on his face. You have no idea where that energy comes from, but you really aren’t complaining.

But your legs are getting sore from resting on his shoulders for so long. You let out a whine when the tip of his cock slams against your cervix. Your mind is so fuzzy with lust. Guy leans in to kiss you softly, giving you a moment to catch your breath from his crazy pounding. You’re shuddering beneath him, your body slicked with sweat.

“You’re doing so good for me, flower. Holding on just for me, aren’t you?” You nod frantically, and Guy chuckles. He loves seeing you so fucked out like this. It’s why he loves to make you cum over and over again. Plus it’s a great way for him to get his cardio in. You’re so perfect like this, so small beneath him. It turned him on like nothing else when he noticed how much bigger he was than you. It made his cock ache like nothing else.

“Give me one more, flower. Then I’ll let you rest.”

A few more thrusts, and your eyes screw shut. This must be the tenth orgasm. You lost count, but you wouldn’t have it any other way. Your body shudders as Guy fucks you through every white hot wave of pleasure.

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mysterious-moonstruck-musings · 6 months

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Destiny & Deliverance: Chapter 27 Teaser

Destiny & Deliverance Masterlist ||| Dieter Bravo X OFC

A/N: Good evening/morning friends! Your official chapter 27 teaser is here!

You will be happy to know that I pumped this chapter out the last two days (finally) and it’s done. I’ve sent it off to my beta for proofing and will post no later than Tuesday (hopefully). I say hopefully because I do still plan to prepare a Deconstructing Dieter Bravo post and a Today’s Musings post to go along with this chapter. I’m crossing my fingers that those won’t hold me up. I should be able to knock them out quickly.

I almost didn’t do a teaser for this chapter because again… I had a hard time coming up with ideas that wouldn’t ruin anything. I somehow managed to throw this together while laying in bed waiting for the NyQuil to kick in (I’ve had a cold - fun). So, if it’s incoherent, I’m sorry. 🥴

This will hopefully be the last super heavy chapter. We will finally have Dieter and Talia back together again and working through their shit. There is going to be some serious communication going down, tears, hugs, and healing. We learn a little more about Talia’s past and we finally get Dieter’s official diagnosis.

Some additional exciting news…chapter 28 is halfway done too! I did skip ahead to work on this for a bit because I needed to write some happy times. It was a good boost to get past the writers block I was having. No ETA on it, but it will come a lot quicker than this one did. I’m excited for this one. 😉

Now go forth and share your thoughts and predictions based on the mood board for this chapter and the snippet below. I also shared another snippet for WIP Last Line. You can find that HERE if you missed it.

Series Rating: Explicit (18+)

Series Summary: Natalia Cohen is experiencing major life changes, beginning with leaving an emotionally abusive husband. She is learning how to navigate life on her own while dealing with high functioning anxiety, depression, and mild PTSD. Everything is looking up for her. She is a highly respected consultant for a major LA firm, has her best friend, Lauren, by her side, and is on her path to healing. Everything changes when she meets a handsome and broken stranger on a work trip. He turns out to be a well-known actor, with a heart-breaking past. They quickly develop a connection that will forever alter their lives.

Warnings: Themes dealing with mental health, emotional trauma, alcohol use, and discussions about suicide. There will be fluff, tears, spicy language, and smut. This will be a slow burn type of story. Read at your own risk.

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The tentacles, while not sentient, do seem to enjoy just how big you're getting. Perhaps it's influence from my own emotions or just from seeing you so fucked out, but sometimes a few tentacles like to pres against your belly and jostle the eggs around inside. Some of them even like to press down on your belly, sometimes pushing some eggs against your cervix to see you shift and whine.

It's become a normal cycle for you at this point. Be stuffed full of eggs and gradually have your belly grow larger until you lay the eggs whilst the tentacles pump more into you to replace the old clutches. But the next time it happens, it's different.

As usual the tentacles putting eggs into your womb push deeper into it to keep the new egges from being laid prematurely. However, there's something off about these eggs. They almost seem.. larger than the ones from before. But surely it's just you're imagination, right?

However, confirmation comes that the eggs are different in that they're much larger than the old eggs. Once you've laid one, another slips past your cervix and makes it stretch even wider even with the tentacles stretching it. The eggs are so much larger than what you're used to, by the tentacles continue to pump you full of them.

Another tentacle soon joins the others and begins pumping the liquid that allows your womb to stretch so much into it. It doesn't stay for a minute like before, but instead stays for about ten, continually pumping the liquid into your room before finally being satisfied with it. The other tentacles are also rubbing over your belly, constantly secreting the liquid are your belly grows much larger much quicker with the bigger eggs. Even the tentacle down your throat is pumping the liquid down your throat faster, forcing you to swallow quicker.

The liquid going down your throat seem to set all your nerves alight with sensitivity and the desire and want for more, more, more overtakes you. Any worry about being not being able to take these larger eggs washes away as the new liquid is pumped down your throat. You'll fruitlessly buck your hips as the arousal overtakes you. It'll make you whine and try to form some coherent plea for more, more eggs. It'll make you whine to turn you into the perfect incubator. But with how fast the liquid is being pumped down your throat, and how some is even escaping your mouth and dribbling down your chin, its safe to say you're not getting many words out.

The tentacles will sense this new want and desire and pump you full of eggs quicker, your belly growing larger with each passing second. It seems they're glad that you're so eager to take this new clutch of eggs.

🐺

the way the tentacles press on my belly sometimes always gets me whining and trying to move away from it—the skin of my belly is so sensitive and the eggs send waves of pleasure through my body when they shift inside me, and when they press down on my belly and make the eggs push against my cervix i really try to move, not wanting to lay yet, knowing they’re not ready yet. ive gotten used to the time it takes for each clutch to incubate, the few days between each laying session, i know when they’re ready to be laid.

the tentacles changing the routine startled me at first—the size of the eggs, probably equal to the size of two normal ones, has me clenching down hard and trying to wriggle away against the tentacles holding me in place, not to mention my belly.

its dark, and I’m not sure if you’re there, watching, but im still reaching out for you, whining around the tentacle in my mouth in the seconds before the extra tentacle slips into my cunt and starts pumping my womb full of liquid again. the size of the eggs combined with how much liquid is being pumped into me and onto my belly scares me almost to the point of tears—i know you won’t let them hurt me, but the new eggs are so big…

it’s just as im about to start sniffling that the tentacle in my mouth starts pumping out more of its own liquid, immediately making me gasp for a second of air while i swallow down as much as I can so I don’t choke. by the time i can breath enough to not focus on that, im too focused on the want that’s taken over my body. i know i can take the new eggs, no, not just that I can, I know that I need to. i need to be bigger, i need to be heavier, i need to take whatever the tentacles want to give me.

im nice and plaint for the rest of the laying session, babbling through the stream of liquid going down my throat (and spilling out of my mouth, down my chin and over my chest and belly), moaning and cumming over and over as each egg passes through my cervix and swells my stomach a little more. the only issue the tentacles have to deal with is the way I buck my hips against them asking for more, and they’re able to restrain me with ease.

i want the new clutch, but it’s more than that. i need it. ive never needed something more intensely in my entire life, and I’ve never been so quickly satisfied.

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Meredith: First Time Caller, Long Time Listener - Chapter Two: Out the Dark

Author Notes: I'll beautify the post later - I'm exhausted and pumped up from a date with my partner and hanging with my homie that I haven't seen in-person close to a year. Crazy, huh? But we kissed! And I've never kissed before! History in the making! Anyways, I figured I'd drop this before life gets in the way again. Not much happens. Apologies. I've literally had all of this chapter written except for the last two paragraphs for weeks if not months now, but best to get it out of the way. I'm so excited for what's to come...the story of Meredith is near and dear to my heart and so help me, I will fight for her. Of course, if you're just seeing this, do read Chapter One: Fire Starting first! It's even shorter and pinned on my blog! ------ Tags: @nocturnest @brittklein18 @silver-spoon-paper-plate @luluartpop @pretty-little-mind33 Yes, I do keep track of y'all and really appreciate that you're giving me a chance. Seriously. Thank you. Please don't think I'm stalking you. Pretty please.

------ Chapter Summary: Without Lemon, Tangerine gets a job of his own. Word Count: 632 -------

Chapter Two: Out the Dark

One week. One fucking week.

More than long enough to take a solo job. Extra income was always a plus.

Against his better judgement of being fucking proactive like a professional, he couldn’t get the possibility of the whole situation suddenly going tits up off his mind, keeping Tangerine pathetically glued to his seat with the occasional fidget aside, eyes darting from anything akin to a pin drop.

After hours and still on edge, he’s checked every nook and cranny of the house.

Nothing bugged. Nothing hiding to ambush. Nothing out of the fucking ordinary.

He’s unable to stay focused on his novel, the swashbuckling antics of the Three Musketeers only fuelling his panic. He isn’t D’Artagnan at the Bastion de La Rochelle; he’s Milady on trial.

He thought about going to a pub, but he preferred to drink only after a job, and he hadn’t done shit that day.

“These the Twins?” Deep. Feminine. Mature.

“One of them.”

“I see. Still able to take on new clients?”

Why the fuck else would you call? “Yeah.” Sarcasm slipped in. He had gotten his fill of impertinent phone calls for the day.

“Perfect.” A tad higher-pitched. Pleasant. Mocking? “In the States, Saint Paul, Minnesota…”

Saint Paul.

It had been seven years since the Twins had taken their only job there.

It paid 10 million American dollars and he leaped at the chance.

The job was right fucked up. He’d done his share of shit, but Saint Paul made Bolivia child’s play.

That being said, Saint Paul was a big part of why he and his brother were so feared and successful nowadays. And he figured he’d at least spare the decency of never showing up there again.

Until the right business opportunity arose, of course.

“...Central District, there’s a cop, Justin Geoffrey.”

Justin Geoffrey.

The name was familiar.

He hadn’t recalled meeting or killing the guy, but it rattled in the back of his head.

“Sparing details, he’s crooked.” Attempting aloofness. Actually aggrieved. “It’s. Personal. I want him dead. I’m willing to pay three million–”

Well, shit.

“Consider it done. I’ll book a flight to Minneapolis.”

“Good. May I text this number?” More relaxed.

“Yeah.”

The line hung up. Within seconds, he receives a message from a contact identified only by a black-and-white square emoji.

🔲: Save this number and send a photo of Geoffrey’s body here. I’ll complete the wire transfer once you’re done.

The adrenaline coursing from the assignment of a mission pushed him to finally get off his ass and text Lemon.

🍊: Got a job.

🍋: See? doing something with your time already

🍊: In Saint Paul.

Tangerine knew Lemon would take longer to respond after mentioning that. His foot tapped even quicker.

🍋: Are you okay?

🍊: What kind of question is that? I do the job and come right fucking back. Simple.

🍋: You’re amped up again bruv you’d never go back there

🍊: Until now. Client’s offering three mil

🍋: three mil is fucking insane but maybe this is a trap?

🍊: Wouldn’t they want both of us? And what was that about you not bleeding? Same thing, I’ll handle shit

🍋: I don’t trust this. Seven years and now you get a call from that place?

🍊: We deliberately avoided Minnesota for years, wasn’t fucking blindness

🍋: This is Diesel shit bruv

🍊: Fucking again?

🍋: Just be on the lookout, I don’t like this at all

Tangerine lowered his phone with a huff. He routinely obtained what he needed for the job: ammunition, bulletproof vest, first-aid, holsters, weapons. All-in-all while slamming clothes into his suitcase, he was just relieved to do something of the ordinary in spite of the White Death bullshit.

Justin Geoffrey.

Tangerine clarified he had stolen the right ticket and left the house. ------

"Anger, which, far sweeter than trickling drops of honey, rises in the bosom of a man like smoke." - Homer

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cocospoetrybook · 1 year

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please text me back - an original poem about my bpd and experiencing having a favourite person

i’m so sorry to any person who i have ever found myself attached to.

i apologise for burdening you with my affection.

being loved by me must be exhausting.

but i hope you know that it’s just as exhausting if not more actually being me.

let me quickly explain every thought going through my head over the course of any conversation we have ever had through dms.

the second i wake up i text you it takes me 5 minutes to decide how to word it.

good morning,

exclamation mark!

no to open you might not feel the need to respond.

good morning how are you smiley face.

get rid of the smiley face

you may be sad or mad and the happy nature might make it worse

maybe i shouldn’t say good morning just morning.

okay

morning how are you

do i add a question mark or does that seem too formal?

i’m just going to send it.

it takes you 3 minutes to open the message

i know because i say moving my eye from the dm to the time at the top of my phone until i watched the delivered turn to seen.

it takes you 14 seconds exactly to type out your response

i counted them.

“hi i’m good.”

you didn’t ask how i was back.

i’m now wondering if you care about me at all.

you don’t do you?

you hate me don’t you?

if you despise me just tell me!

if you are annoyed i messaged you could just say that!

you only replied out of obligation and we both know it!

fine!

whatever!

it was stupid anyway!

you’re stupid anyway!

i don’t care anyway!

“hbu”

oh.

okay.

it’s fine.

im fine.

we’re fine.

still you only typed out 3 letters not the full sentence.

you put as little energy as you possibly could into acknowledging my existence but i’m choosing to ignore that.

i reply with

i’m good thank you do you have any plans for today.

it takes you half an hour to see the message and you tell me you have work.

i see the notification but i don’t open it i don’t want to seem to eger.

instead i set a timer for 60 minutes then i can message you back.

oh cool

exclamation point

i hope you have a good shift

heart emoji

how long is it going to be

question mark

also sorry i didn’t respond until now i hadn’t seen the message.

it’s now been an hour of me checking my phone every 2 minutes just incase i missed your message.

but you didn’t reply.

you didn’t even open it.

because you hate me…

you despise me.

you are actively trying to find ways to cut me out your life!

well fine i can make it easier!

i could block you right now so you don’t have too i’m sure you would just love that!

or better yet i could die right now so you never have to say another word to me and you never run the risk of pumping into me in the street when we both know you hate me so much!

and maybe it would make you respond quicker if you knew this is what i was thinking right now!

you might even feel guilty for how much you cant stand to be around me!

but equally i then wouldn’t be able to see your response if you did then reply.

so i guess maybe i shouldn’t.

and it occurs to me only then that maybe i was being a little bit silly.

maybe that was semi irrational.

maybe i have somewhat lost my mind.

but i don’t have time to think of that while i’m still counting the minutes it takes for you to open my fucking message like i’m meant to be counting my breaths.

when you reply it’s 8 hours later,

and i am emotionally drained from repeating that last step several times over.

“Hey, just got back from work.

I’m Ok.”

that was it.

that was all that i had drove myself crazy to receive.

you didn’t even ask how i was.

and i don’t get why you just don’t care.

and on the inside i’m going insane.

i am filled with anger but i don’t want to scare you away so instead i type out

hey i missed you,

exclamation mark!

i hope you had a good day

smiley face emoji,

back track

i hope you are had an amazing day!

also not to sound annoying but i noticed in your last message you put ok instead of okay also you capitalised the o normally you only use lower case are we still cool?

tears are streaming down my face and you don’t know that.

my breathing is uneven and you are unaware of that

so when you reply with

“my day was good thank you.

also obviously we’re still cool why wouldn’t we be

laughing face emoji”

i once again notice you still haven’t asked me about my day.

and now you are laughing at my insecurity while i have been crying for hours.

but im too tired to fight so if you say we’re fine im sure we are.

so i just say

sorry it doesn’t matter just had a bad day is all i was probably just reading into things you know how i can be.

it takes you 30 seconds to see it.

and it takes you a minute to reply.

i counted.

stop apologising we have been over this it’s getting really annoying constantly having to give you so much reassurance sometimes being around you is just so draining.

this time i don’t reply.

i just sit and sob.

because yeah it is so fucking draining.

and i already know that

and i don’t ever get to take a break.

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Billy x gn reader Death in the Family

In this, all the slashers exist to some extent including Danny as his iteration of Ghostface. I wrote this as a way to distract myself from anxiety so it's not my best work. I hope you enjoy it!

Death in the Family

He hadn’t come out of his room since it happened. (Y/N) was getting worried, they understood that he would need time alone and time to grieve. It had been two weeks though. Two weeks where he had only come out for food. Two weeks where he refused to see his significant other.

Stu’s tragic death had hit Billy harder than he ever thought it would. He had never thought that the wisecracking funny man would leave such a large void in his heart. He sat on his bed holding his dear friends mask. It still had Stu’s blood on it. Memories came flooding back of a victim they thought was dead hitting Stu in the back of the head with a hammer. The sound of his body hitting the ground rang through his head. He saw red in that moment and eviscerated the person. He and (y/n) held a small private funeral with some other slashers in a quiet hidden place. The public couldn’t know that Stu had been one of the Ghostface killers. Stu would’ve loved to know the Haddonfield Shape, Michael Myers came to his funeral.

He ouldn’t help but think about if he had been quicker or smarter or something, anything that would’ve kept him alive. He blamed himself. (y/n) knocked on the door hoping that they could come in. “Go Away!” Billy yelled shakily.

Another week went by and that’s when (y/n) decided to call in reinforcements. They called Danny and Hannibal. They knew very well that Hannibal would help Billy since he was a psychologist and that Danny would maybe be able to convince Billy to go out on a hunt with him for one of his latest victims. Dr. Hannibal walked right into the room and shut the door behind him.

“Damn really thought THE Hannibal would be a bit more talkative.” Danny said to (y/n). They smiled a little before replying “He’s here to see Billy not you. I don’t think any amount of therapy could help you.” Danny feined hurt at their words.

After about an hour Hannibal walked into the living room with a sullen Billy. Both of the men sat down with Danny and (y/n). (Y/N) moved to sit on Billy’s lap. He quickly pulled them close as if he needed to feel their weight and warmth. “Hey uh Billy wanna join me on a hunt? It might help to feel a victims blood on your hands again!” Danny asked hoping that it’s cheer his friend up and not upset him further. Billy glanced at Dr Lecter before answering. The doctor gave him a slight nod as if giving him some sort of unspoken encouragement.

“I guess I’ll go. But if you pull any stupid shit I’m coming right home.” Billy replied finally, Danny fist pumped the air in victory.

“First let me have some boyfriend time” (y/n) spoke up. The two guests understood and walked to the kitchen where Danny proceeded to raid the fridge. (Y/N) turned to their partner gently holding his face. “Please don’t hide away again. I know it hurts, I cared deeply about him too but please please come to me more so I can help.” (y/n) pleaded. Billy nodded “I will I promise. I’m sorry for being so distant. You better not die on me too. You die and not even Danny’s stupidity will help.” Billy replied nuzzling into his partners chest.

Bonus:

Billy was suited up and ready to go on a hunt with Danny. Hannibal had agreed to stay for a few days to continue to help Billy. Danny would later that night decide to stay for a few days because of the free food.

#billy x y/n #fanfic #slasher x reader #slasher simp #billy loomis #x reader #reader insert #stu dying #sadnees #sad billy #danny #ghostface #Hannibal #depressing shit #billy stu #many ghostfaces #billy loomis x reader

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“good day! welcome to kira’s 400 celebration!”

= event master list ：OPEN for participation

° — order # 3 , for @aliensatemyblog :

= order type ：coffee

= order description ：“ hiiii i’d like to order a coffee !a drabble inspired by like. either of these songs (with nanami preferably) - nothing else matters (metallica) “so close, no matter how far, couldn’t be much more from the heart, forever trusting who we are, and nothing else matters” and/or - i know the end (phoebe bridgers) “driving out into the sun, let the ultraviolet cover me up, went looking for a creation myth, ended up with a pair of cracked lips” ”

onto the rocky road, he makes his way out the dark, quiet town where some of them begin to flicker their lights on, ready to start the morning.

kento too was ready to start his morning, his another morning without you.

the car’s filled with silence, the only noise coming from the gravel beneath the wheels. the blond does not have any place particular in mind, only hoping to get to somewhere that could give him the feeling his home couldn’t provide.

he steps on the accelerator, thoughts of you flooded his mind back there at home. and all he could do was wonder: why? why had he chosen to lose you when all you wanted was for him to shower you in his love, give you some of his time.

even when he’s speeding down the curvy road by the hillside, kento stays calm and aware.

it’s only been three days but god the urge to find you and get you back just to treat you right overwhelmed him. his meals in the past few days were of low quality, his current book obsession halted and he wonders how long is there left until his desk starts to collect dust.

pulling the sun visor down, he gradually comes to a stop by the side of the road. his head resting against the cold back of his hands. heart pumping so loudly he doesn’t budge to wipe the tears that stained and stain his cheeks, then dropping to tap on his jeans.

there was only one fear, but it might as well be the truth; that you’ll move on.

he’d always thought of himself as someone pathetic whenever he couldn’t do things right. yet, you somehow saw through it and lifted that burden off his shoulders.

he steps out in the open, the wind brushes against him, the sun’s warmth welcomes him. maybe, just maybe, he could learn to accept the new path he’d chosen days ago, the new journey where he has to survive without your presence.

“ken?” your voice croaks out, not believing the sight before you. lips puckered a little, he turns to you with eyes squint from the sun, tear stained cheeks, pink eyes and nose evident to you.

“y/n,” he whispers back, spoken just when the sound of waves crashing tones down.

the waves roar and roar but you simply stare deep into each other, mouths sealed shut until the rims of his favorite pair of eyes begin to sting.

his heart aches, unsure why you’ve venture out here back to where you two had first met. but maybe, you could discuss that later, as now you’ve turned into a crying mess in his hands that’d cupped your cheeks. it was like two halves of the world finally pieced themselves together, but it isn’t able to lock itself tight. he feels close to you, yet his heart aches at how unfulfilling this is — wiping your tears but as your undefined someone.

you knew he’d be busy by the end of the month, and he’d told you that. yet, the empty feel somehow crept up quicker than you’d thought it would. then, that morning happened. a terrible long morning, a dreadful noon and an eerily lifeless night.

“i’m sorry,” you two stopped, a chuckle breaks your sniffles while a grin breaks his at your unintentional unison.

“don’t be,” you shook your head, a hand reaching out to caress his face, wiping the streak of tear in process. “i should’ve been more understanding since you’d be busy.”

“please,” he pauses, unsure if he can use the endearment he’d used for you, “i should’ve been aware.”

silence breaks in again, minds racing with “what if”s, though they’re soon cut short by your tippy toes. he melts into the feel of your dried lips, and in the embrace he had put you in, you mellow in the warmth of his hands around your waist.

this is home.

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andro-dino · 2 years

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Ey art question

How do ya pump out sketches and drawings so fast? I see alotta mfb fanartists do doodles and drawings so fast. I mean im saying this as a slow arse fanartist myself so, ig it just looks so fast to me.

Honestly this is really interesting to me because it depends. As of late, I’ve definitely been able to draw a lot faster but there’s definitely stuff that I’ve taken a lot of time on. My fully finished and cleaned pieces can take me between 3-9 hours (there was even one that took me 12 hours lmao). Those ones I usually spend my whole afternoon-evening doing and the reason I’m able to finish some of those in 1 sitting is just because I’m really excited to finish it and just want to see it through. For a lot of my stuff that I put out in shorter time spans, it’s honestly just that I cut a lot of corners. Usually when I post several times a day, it’s pieces that I don’t spend much time on that I’m not really trying to make big finished things. Lots of posts like those, especially when it’s like, mini comics and things, are very simple and messy and I don’t spend a lot of time trying to refine them because I just wanna get the idea out more than making it a clean piece. I think another big one is that I don’t do a lot of lineart lately; I just go straight from sketch to color. When I want to make a finished piece but not do the lineart, I’ll put in a bit of effort to not make it too messy and clean it up a bit, but that’s really it. Lineart takes a lot of time and I’ve definitely noticed that in my pieces, so I just opt to not do it to save time (I also just don’t really like doing lineart all that much lmao). And of course, a big aspect of it is just practice. I like looking at my times on procreate and I’ve definitely noticed that more of my older art took me longer than some of my recent stuff, and I really just chalk that up to practicing and getting more confident in my art to be able to do it quicker. When I have a clear image of what I want to do, I’m able to make it quicker than something I’d redo over and over to get right, and sometimes just trying to not focus on getting it perfect is what helps save time.

Sorry this was kinda long lol. This is actually something I’ve thought about a lot and I like talking about it

#also #I think another big thing that helped me pick up my times was mayblade #making and finishing pieces in one day while also wanting time and energy to make other art was a big play in getting me to draw faster #I’d never finished a month long drawing challenge before but by god I was determined this time #also another big thing is just #beyblade is a massive hyperfixation for me so I get a lot of ideas and I want to put them out fast just to have them realized #also also summer break and not really being busy as of right now gives me like the whole day to draw so I take that opportunity when I can

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Home Invasion Fantasy Part 3

*Quick disclaimer: everything in this story is 100% fiction. Real sexual assault is a serious crime and should never be committed*

Previously in the story....poor Melanie was hogtied and helpless. I spanked her ass, enjoying listening to her squeal before I molested her and fingered her ass, making her cum and leaving the condom I used to finger her with in her ass hole. What as I going to do next?

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I observed my tied up, sweat covered angel. She was shivering, shaking, and whimpering following my anal abuse of her and making her cum during the violation. It had made me rock hard and I knew exactly what I wanted to do with her next but I was worried that I had broken any trust I may have previously had. I wanted her mouth, but she may think she had nothing to lose after what I’d just done to her, I had to demonstrate to her that were other levels I could go if I had to. I grabbed a bandana and wrapped it around my face ensuring there wouldn’t be anything obvious that she could recognise me with, and pulled out a knife from my kit before unwrapping the blindfold off her eyes.

This was the first time she had been able to see since I knocked her out, it took a little time for her eyes to get used to everything. They were very red from her crying, she took a moment to take in her surroundings but finally her eyes fell on me, she screamed into her gag. It was impossible to tell what she was trying to say, I think she had realise it was pointless trying to say anything so she was just trying to make noise. Eventually she stopped, understanding it was a futile waste of energy. I got down to her level so I was face to face with her, our eyes locked. “My cock is rock hard for you and there is only one place I wanna put it right now, but I’m worried for my security and by extension your safety” it was then that I put the huge hunting knife right in front of her eyes, they went so wide they looked like they were going to pop out, “so I’m going to take your gag off now, and your going to be a good girl and keep quiet, because if not I’m going to have to cut my night short, which will not be good for your life expectancy....do you understand what I’m saying?” I ask that dragging my knife very lightly across her bare neck, she’s shaking in fear but she manages to nod her head. “And you will be a good girl and not scream or shout?” Crying again and closing her eyes she nods her head utterly terrified. “Good girl, I’m taking the gag off you now.”

I begin to unwrap the medical tape off her head, it’s stuck to her hair so I go a little slower so I don’t pull her hair much, hoping that might help to convince her not to scream. Finally it’s all off and all that remains are her panties from when I earlier gagged her. I hold onto the panties and before taking them out I pause to say, “remember no screams.” I pull them out and immediately she gasps for air and coughs before saying, “you fucking sick pervert, how can you do this to me? Fucking let me....” I put my hand over her mouth hard, “I’m sorry I wasn’t clear, this isn’t a chance for you to speak, I fucking own you, if I want you to speak I’ll tell you to speak, but right now there is only one thing I want from you and that is it open your fucking mouth and take my cock. Now do as your told and shut the fuck up!” And with that before she can get any more of a response in I yank down my underwear and shove my cock straight into her mouth burying it balls deep. I hold it there for a good 20 seconds so she understands her situation before pulling it out and bit and beginning to slowly pump into her, “oh yeah baby, that’s it, careful of your teeth, I’d hate to having to punish you for some biting”. I easing up on my own movements and to my surprise I realise she’s moving up and down herself, perhaps she thinks by making me cum it’ll make it go quicker, I run my hand through her hair gently every now and then giving her a little bit of a push down. I lean over and give her ass cheeks couple of spanks causing her to squeal, continuing to let her go up and down on me. I can hear she’s crying during all, it really turns me on. I run my hand under her body and lift her to roll her onto her side.

Her front is now completely exposed to me in such a prone open position thanks to the hogtie. I keep slowly pushing into her, fondling her breasts, groping them with one hand while the other hand is on the back of her head. My fingers run over one of her nipples and I rub it to get it erect, I then pinch and pull it lightly. She gives another squeal at that, which makes me absolutely crazy, so this time I pinch and pull it even more. She protests muffled cries into my cock, “pwesh shtoc tht”, it also makes her cough. This makes me really horny and seems to trigger something inside me. I can’t hold back anymore, with both hands I grab her head and start slamming my cock into her face, my balls bouncing off her, I can feel myself about to cum, I get in as many slams as I can before pulling out and exploding onto her face and tits. “Fuck yeah Melanie take my cum you slut!” Melanie is absolutely disgusted by this, she’s got her eyes closed as she feels the warm liquid dribbling on her face and tits. She’s coughing from the face fucking I just gave her, I doubt anyone had used her pretty face like that before. I rub my cock on her hair to her the last droplets of cum out before taking a second to admire my work. There she was tied up on her side, cum all over her beautiful face and tits. I’d managed to shoot a load just above her eyes so it was dribbling into a little pool in her nose, with the other load landing on top of her tits. I’d really turned her into my fucktoy.

As I’d finished cumming I was finally coming to my senses, I grabbed a ball gag and shoved it into her mouth without warning. She was exhausted by my facial abuse, for good measure I also put some clear tape on her mouth so I could still see the gag. What a picture Melanie had become, I’d really had some fun with her, now I needed to have a think about what to do with her next....

#sexstories #sex fantasy #rapetoy #rapekink #cnc k!nk #bd/sm kink #rape

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Sonic Ring Bond - Episode of Amnesia Island II 04

The following is a work of fan fiction by Joshua D. Tarwater and is in no way affiliated with or endorsed by SEGA SAMMY HOLDINGS.* *SEGA SAMMY HOLDINGS retains full rights over the Sonic the Hedgehog™ intellectual property and can terminate or take control of this work at any time.

~EPISODE OF AMESIA ISLAND II 04~

★The Rings were a thing of mystery, even as they were used daily and affected daily life. Even as only roughly half of all people could see and interact with them, they still affected daily life. From floating chunks of land to great landforms taking after their form. Yet the technological uses of the Rings were a strange field full of even greater mysteries.

Amnesia Island, a place where those controlled by fate wound up, home for those who had forgotten the land beyond. It was the ideal place to embrace such mysteries. Daily life required them after all.

Simple kitchen Morning light and breeze entering through window Curtains blowing over sink free of dishes Space defined by wooden kitchen island Wood cased radio Quiet with inner workings exposed

“Good morning, Tempest!” Rosy cheerfully greeted the black hedgehog as he stepped into the kitchen. Her voice brought a brightness to the blue light cast by his crystals, but the open radio behind her brought flakes of lilac to bear in the blue and Rosy laughed. “You’ve barely been awake for a few minutes, and you’re already confused. Tee-hee~♥ Don’t worry though Tempest, I’ve already got an adventure planned for the day!”

Rosy may have stood still, but her enthusiasm was clear in her voice, and the extreme speed at which her tail was wagging. It was a sight that brought a smile to Tempest’s face, but Mote caught his eye and his mouth fell slightly ajar at his notice of the fairy.

The past night after seeing an undesirable affect of his arm on Rosy, Tempest was instructed by Mote to tell the pink hedgehog girl nothing of it. The serious look on her face told Tempest the answer to the question on his face, even as Rosy watched the two confused.

“Um… Did something happen between you two?”

“Nothing you need concern yourself with my vassal.”

Mote answered far quicker than Tempest was capable of, and he simply sighed and took a seat on a stool at the kitchen island. Before he could settle on what he wanted to say or do next, Nana slid a bowl of porridge in front of him and smiled.

“If Rosy has an adventure already planned, I advise you eat up while you have the chance,” the old hen chuckled. “She’ll wear you out before you’ve realized it.”

“Tempest should be able to keep up just fine, Nana!” Rosy defended Tempest with a pout as she placed her hands on her hips. Her demeanor grew playfully meek in but an instant however and she began to laugh. “Though he will be doing most of the leg work today~♥”

“Leg work?” Tempest sought clarification as he took a spoonful of porridge. “You won’t be coming Rosy?”

“Of course I’ll be coming!” Rosy’s pout returned as she balled up her hands and waved them at her sides. She calmed down quickly enough however as she continued her explanation after clearing her throat. “It’s just that we need to work together to find a water pump as quickly as possible, so you’ll have to carry me. It’ll be embarrassing being carried around like that, but no touching me with your right arm today. I know you’ll get good enough to carry me without your right arm trying to eat me eventually, but we really do need to work quickly before all of the water down in our new basement becomes a problem.”

Though Rosy had said a fair amount more, it was the mention of his arm trying to eat her that Tempest lingered on. He almost risked a glance in Mote’s direction, but settled on his right arm, the sensation of Mote’s burning glare upon him being enough to keep him from eying the fairy. “I’ll… I’ll do my best. I don’t think I’m prepared to deal with my own emotions at the moment. But why would I need to carry you? Wouldn’t it be faster if we split up?”

The laughter that exploded from Rosy, leaving her having to wipe a tear from her eye and support herself on the island drew Tempest’s gaze back towards her. He froze as he took in the sight, and the next bite of porridge on his spoon slid off and back into the bowl. Rosy noticed immediately and ducked around the opposite side of the island, gripping it with her fingertips and spying across it at Tempest.

“Ooh~! You need to stop that, Tempest!” she whined.

“I don’t see why,” Nana chuckled at Rosy. “It’s so obvious how much he likes you. And unlike Sonic he isn’t a dream to chase. He’s right here.”

“It’s not a dream Nana! Sonic and I are destined to be together!”

A spark of red lightning tore through Tempest’s crystals, and it froze Rosy and Nana. Their eyes on him, Tempest grew very self-aware as the light from his crystals turned lilac.

“Let’s… Just forget about Sonic for a moment,” Tempest found his mouth uttering words which were not helpful in disguising his jealousy. Growing desperate, he scanned the kitchen erratically for anything he could use to shift everyone’s attention and found something he was not familiar with.

“What is that?”

“This is why we need to work together today!” Rosy exclaimed as she sprang back up and skipped around the island to highlight the object of Tempest’s attention.

The inside of the radio was far from what one would expect to be inside any device. Cubes of black stone, few of matching size and covered in glowing blue lines that formed geometric patterns, shifted and constantly changed position with each other. It was a sight unlike any that Tempest had yet seen on Amnesia Island. Mote however had an air of untrusting familiarity with it and looked on the device with disdain.

“According to Mote,” Rosy continued as the fairy did not offer her knowledge, “this is Ring Tech. Supposedly it’s not in the world anymore, but it’s here on Amnesia Island anyway, and since we have no electricity, Nana and I are more than happy to use it.”

“Wait,” Tempest sought clarification as his next spoonful of porridge stopped short of his mouth. What do you mean we don’t have electricity? The lights and the…”

Staring at the exposed innards of the radio, Tempest ran out of words and Rosy smiled pleasantly at him. “That’s why we gather so many Rings!

“It’s also partly why I listen to radio shows about Sonic and his adventures all day,” Rosy tried to explain a bit of why things happened as they did on Amnesia Island, even as yet another mention of Sonic drew forth the now familiar spark of red lightning in Tempest’s crystals. “You see, the Rings always remember, even if not well, so I’ve been hoping that maybe they would remember a plane or airship like in the radio shows and leave one here when their energy is used up and they go to sleep as part of the planet. Then Nana and I could leave together. With you to now obviously, Tempest~♥”

“A preposterous idea with no basis in reality however,” Mote dismissed Rosy’s ideas.

“Phooey!” Rosy pouted and attempted to chase off the dismissal. “You never know until you try Mote. Besides, At the least I know there’s at least one new Ring Machine since the Ring Shift!”

“How do you know that?” Tempest probed before taking another bite of his porridge.

“Because of these of course!” Rosy exclaimed excitedly as she managed to produce a waterproof card case nigh instantaneously from the shoulder puff of her leotard and fan out the cards that had been stored within.

“Cards?”

“My vassal is not without some skill in cartomancy,” Mote answered, but Tempest’s blank look drew a sigh from the fairy. “She can read the future and learn of the world’s secrets by convening with the forces that make up the world through her cards.”

“I can do palm and crystal ball readings too,” Rosy laughed. “And I dowse when I go treasure hunting too.”

“Is it accurate?”

“I’m not sure I know the full gist of your conversation,” Nana cut in with a smile, “but nigh everything Rosy has found on her little adventures is what she’s gone looking for when she’s head out. I doubt there is any clear way to understand it, but it’s surely a thing of her faith.”

“And my girlish intuition helps too~♥,” Rosy laughed playfully with a wink. “Though, while I’ve already attuned my cards so I can dowse for more Ring Machines, we don’t really have a way to know what we’ll find.

“And that’s why you have to carry me Tempest,” Rosy finally wrapped up her explanation. “You don’t strike me as the type to be familiar with the mystic ways of the world, and well, compared to you I might as well be standing still. So, when you’re ready, go ahead and pick me up. Just try not to get too distracted. I know I’m cute and all, but really~!!”

The world was full of mysteries and the unknowable, and the Rings constantly kept the answers to them just out of reach. Still, the Rings and even that which could not be understood found a place of harmony in daily life. And for Tempest and Rosy, they served as a window to further adventure.★

EPISODE OF AMNESIA ISLAND II 04 - END

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kshira · 2 years

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𝐂𝐀𝐌!𝐁𝐎𝐘 𝐖/ 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕

your favorite camboy wants to send you a personal, private invite <3

ft. mikey, ran, rindou, sanzu

tw. fem!reader, cursing, praise, cockwarming, exhibitionism, f!masturbation, m!masturbation, mentions of a vibrator, soft dom! w/ sub! reader

an. request!! i hope you like my love! <3

𖣠 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐘

manjiro sano is only a cam!boy because all of his videos include you in them and he loves, absolutely craves the attention—when all eyes are on his fat cock splitting you open. the messages growing livid when he begins the show like he always does, introducing you, with two fingers placed on your tongue.

“my pretty girl has been begging me to fuck her” mikey begins, pulling your back closer to his warm chest and laying his chin on your shoulder, a playful smirk paints across his face when the messages begin pouring in, “look at all these horny fuckers” mikey whispers, brushing his lips across your cheek.

“show them what they’re missing, princess” your legs open wide, flashing his cock buried inside you and the spillage of your juices shimmering against the camera, his fingers finding solace on your clit while the two digits resting on your tongue slowly guide down your throat.

a gag erupts from your throat transferring to your chest, mikey aims his static hues towards the camera, “everybody wants to see how pretty you cum around my cock” mikey pulls his fingers from your plump lips, snapping his hand down on your hip and moving your body against his cock.

“be a good girl” mikey groans, hoisting your weeping hole above him before slamming back down on his cock, the messages are endless, words splayed across the screen of how much they want to fuck you, use your body and it makes mikey throb harder in your hole, the lewd noises radiating through the room—entrancing your orgasm to the surface of your core.

a knot tucked deep in your stomach taints your soul—mikey’s low moans flutter through your ear, struggling to stay afloat at the constant drag of his cock pushes you over—mouth agape, eyes set on the camera capturing everything you fall apart, “you’re mine, no one understands that but maybe they will when your pussy leaks my cum.”

𖣠 𝐑𝐀𝐍

your thighs clench at the name popping up on the screen, stomach flipping when his deep, husky voice simmers through the speaker, “my pretty girl, there you are” his smile greets you before violet hues gloss over the screen.

“ran” you breathe, propping your elbows on the table and fluttering your lashes, “are you trying to flirt with me?” he coos, hands from the frame while ran pulls his cock free from his sweats, the noises of the fat length making contact with his stomach have you flinching.

“i’m so hard, been thinkin’ about you all day angel” ran smirks, the view of his arms flexing while he fists his cock, stomach rippling as he pumps quicker but leaving out that pretty cock from your eyes, how long and rigid it always looks for you—cute head drooling with pre-cum and those long nimble fingers wrapped around the length so perfectly.

“i can’t see” you pout, peering into the screen while ran pumps slowly, the moans slowly tracing his lips, ran lifts his eyes to drag his tongue from his mouth swiping over the bottom lip, “show me how much you want me” ran leans back in the screen, finally able to catch a glimpse of ran haitani, the cam!boy you’ve grown to crave—that gorgeous, long dick.

ran watches in fixation at the camera shifting, guiding the lense down at your fingers eagerly toying with the hem of your panties, “that’s all mine, isn’t it princess?” ran groans, watching the fabric slip from your smooth thighs and legs spread, “all yours” you whimper, propping both legs on the arms of the chair and greedy cunt plastered on the screen.

ran pumps his cock in sync with your fingers diving into your hole, soft puffs of breath vibrate through the speaker “i’m gonna cum for you” ran pants, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead and his length twitching in his palms. ran can’t help but keep his violet opals glued to your cunt, he’s tried to keep it professional but the more personal the videos get, ran can’t stop thinking about you, and only you.

“i’m close, need you so bad” you whine out fast circles on your puffy clit and ran throws his head back, needily bucking into his hand when you let out a carnal moan, fingers drenched in your slick—spurts of white coat his arms, chest heaving while ran watches your hazy eyes drag close, fingers messily toying with your sensitive bundle of nerves.

“ran, it’s not enough—i want you” you whisper, knocking your eyes away from the screen and more importantly him. ran laughs softly, “you want me, pretty?” a small answer back and ran leans into the screen, eyes flashing when you finally connect your vision back to him, “careful, i might fall in love with you.”

𖣠 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔

cam!boy rindou is wrapped around your little finger, messages flood through his inbox every single day, money overloading the system but without your eyes on him—rindou could care less.

“god, look at you” rindou moans, lazily looking through the screen while his hand slides across his cock, “fuck—i wanna cum for you” rindou shivers when the lewd noises of your fingers delved inside your cunt squelch louder.

“keep thinking about cumming on that pretty little clit” rindou pants, gathering up his shirt while he holds the fabric between his teeth, abs flexing with every flick of his wrist, your fingers needily circle on your sensitive numb, rindou’s lips part with lingering eyes glossing over from his throbbing cock to the image displayed of your pussy fluttering around your fingers.

“you’re so beautiful, want you so bad” rindou gasps out, screwing his eyes shut to the feeling of a searing burn rushing through his core. if he watches you come undone he’d—following soon after, it’s what has always caught his attention. the way you were so flawless, angelic almost and he couldn’t help but please you—even though he is the ringleader, rindou succumbs to your pussy so easily and maybe that’s why even though he represses the feeling, hot cum spills from his cock.

“you’re so beautiful when you cum” you whisper back at rindou, he laughs smoothing a hand over his stomach, red hues simmer his cheeks, “yeah? imagine what i look like when i’m over you, pushing my fat cock inside your pussy—wonder how beautiful you’ll look then, angel.”

𖣠 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐙𝐔

sanzu treats all of his live streams like a game, he toys with the masses, plays them like a puppet dripping from his fingers, and never does private shows—that was until he met you.

“cum baby, i know you can” sanzu taunts, watching the vibrator latch onto your clit and shoot pleasure through your body, he likes the way your hand wraps around the object—right above his name carved on the toy, his special gift—to his number one fan.

your toes curl, back arching with the upcoming bliss washing over your body, “look at my girl, making such a fuckin’ mess” sanzu groans, leaning closer into the screen drinking your form quivering and crumbling against the toy. sanzu has been edging himself for the past hour, he wants to cum—but sanzu can’t miss a single second, not with the way you’re creaming and moaning for him.

“haru” you breathless whine, pulling the toy from your cunt—the cold air blowing through your clenching hole and you look up to the camera, fat tears subsiding in the rims from the overstimulation, “so pretty right now, need a reward angel” sanzu smiles sweetly, fisting his cock to the shallow pants excluding from his flushed lips.

“i’ll show everybody how much of a good girl you are, bouncing on my cock while i make you cum over and over” sanzu squeezes the fat head of his cock, aiming towards the camera as hot cum splatters the screen, “next time, you’ll be cleaning all this up angel, better not waste a drop—kay?”

taglist!! — @bxnten @aathenax @hoebirama7 @misinfe @manjiroscum @obitology @inoopie @kookie-my-little-sunshine @zitabob @sanzuswh0re @etheralyonn @rindous-housewife @azazelkim @kageyama-i-want-tobiors @manjirosdoll @my-tasteful-muses

#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers smut #tokyorev x reader #tokyorev smut #tokrev x reader #tokrev smut #mikey x reader #ran x reader #rindou x reader #sanzu x reader #mikey smut #ran smut #rindou smut #sanzu smut

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bnha-dumpster · 3 years

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Hear me out

Step-brother Shigaraki shoving a vibe in (male) reader during a dinner and Shigaraki is controlling the vibrator and then after dinner Shigaraki fucks the life out of Reader

i was gonna work on monster stuff but this is just *chef's kiss* i think i'm going down the road of a pseudo-incest kink whoops and laughs at myself as i add plot for no reason (also gives you guys a visual reference of the toy in the fic)

pairing: step-brother shigaraki x male reader content tags/warnings: dub-con, pseudo-incest, mild exhibitionism, choking, sex toys, degradation, mind break word count: 2.1k

Things around the household have changed drastically since your mother remarried. You love your mother and want her to be happy, but you feel that things have changed far too fast and far too much.

You had been told that your step-father wanted you to move in with him for two reasons. One; you don't have a job since you're attending university full-time and two; his house is pretty close to your university. You've seen his house from the outside and you can't deny the thought of living in such a large house is pleasant. It's a good deal. But if you had been told that your step-father has a shut-in son that lives with him before moving in, you might've reconsidered it.

Shigaraki is rude and has zero social skills. While you don't actually mind people that don't have social skills- it's often times not their fault- there's something about your step-brother that just unnerves you. You see him and alarm bells go off in your mind.

He likes to catch you off guard. Coming into your room to watch you, pinning you to surfaces, groping you, watching you shower- there's something really wrong with him.

"Tomu-"

You're trying to walk downstairs to go eat dinner with your mother and step-father. Trying, being the keyword. Shigaraki has you pinned to the wall once again. One of his hands is able to completely hold both your wrists- he's not even that much bigger than you! He's using his free hand to tug your sweatpants down to your knees. The pinning isn't exactly new, but he's never actually pulled your clothes off.

"I bought something for you. It's a little present for having such a cute brother." His voice makes you shudder, but the item he holds up next to your face makes you tense up. It's a brand new, probably expensive, sex toy.

"Tomura- hey- let's not-" You squirm and shake your head.

"Don't cause a fuss. Just let me do this, 'kay?"

The lube on the toy is your only saving grace as he nudges your legs apart with his knee and tries to put it on you. It doesn't work very well, the lubed up toy sliding against your limp cock a few times before Shigaraki growls lowly.

"I'm taking my hand off and I expect you to stay still." True to his word, the hand on your wrists disappears. If this were the first time he tried to do something like this, then you might've run away. But you've unfortunately learned through experience that your step-brother is far stronger than he seems. It's only because of your knowledge do you stay.

His hand is cold and calloused, an uncomfortable feeling against your skin. You grimace as he grabs your cock to slip the ring over it, making sure it’s snug against the base before he pushes the vibrating part of the toy into you. It doesn’t actually seem that bad until he turns the toy on.

“Shit-” You’re not oblivious to the toy’s function but you didn’t expect it to be so snug against that spot inside you. Shigaraki grabs you before your legs buckle, laughing at your state.

“Wow, you’re that sensitive?” He’s taunting you, making fun of you. “Is my little brother just a slut in disguise?”

Your pants are pulled up and a small slap is given to your ass. It brings a small yelp out of you, making you turn around to glare at him. He doesn’t seemed fazed by it. Instead, it spurs him on and you can feel him grind against your ass. Even through the fabric of both of your sweatpants, you can feel how hot and heavy his cock is. You can tell it’s thick and that’s barely hard.

A sliver of arousal makes itself known with a twitch of your cock. The realization makes you stand up straight and shove your step-brother away, adjusting your clothes to hide the erection beginning to strain underneath your pants.

It’s difficult to sit down at the dinner table and act normal. You give your mother a small smile as you squirm in your seat for a moment. The toy’s low vibration stimulating every part of you- the base of your cock being teased, vibrations going through your balls and taint, the dildo pressing snugly against your prostate- and it’s difficult to hold your composure.

“Are you okay, dear?” Your mother is looking at you with concern.

“O-oh, I’m alright, mom.” You force another smile.

“Go lay down after dinner, okay?”

You give a small nod before you start eating, not waiting for your step-brother to sit down. He’s probably snickering to himself and thinking of what he should do. The sudden increase of vibrations of the toy surprises you and you choke on a piece of food.

“Honey?”

“Don’t worry, he’s just a little out of it, right lil bro?” A large hand comes to rest on your shoulder. As you turn to look over your shoulder, Shigaraki stares down at you with a small smirk. You can see the small remote in his hand and you almost want to reach out and grab it. But that’d cause a scene- the last thing you want at the dinner table.

He slides into his seat, not bothering to eat. All he’s doing is staring at you and analyzing your reactions as he plays with the remote in his pocket.

“Yeah, j-just a little bit out of it.” You try your best to keep yourself together. Eating your dinner as fast as possible is your goal, hoping that this torture is only for the sake of humiliating you in front of your mother.

The vibrations of the toy change rapidly. It seems like Shigaraki’s just cycling through them for the first time, gauging your reactions as he does so. He’s trying to find the best setting for you right now, surely. The one that does you in is the low and slow pulsing of the toy.

He’s learning so much about you. You’re smart enough not to fight him physically but still have the guts to snap at him with your words. You prefer to be teased with a lack of stimulation rather than overstimulation. You won’t tell your mother about anything he does so she’ll stay happy. The best part... You’re easy to read.

Now that it’s been a few minutes of dealing with the toy, you’re settling down. It’s still uncomfortable, the low stimulation keeping your cock hard, but you’re able to eat your dinner for the most part. You’re eating quicker than normal just so this can end.

“Thanks for dinner, mom.” As you stand from the table, Shigaraki cycles through the toy quickly to put the vibrations at its most intense setting. You curl in on yourself and groan, facing contorting.

“Dear?”

You give her a reassuring smile despite the heat pooling in your stomach. As much as you want to leave the table, you’re not sure you can do it yourself. It seems to be part of your step-brother’s plan. He puts his arm under yours, holding you up to help you shuffle back upstairs.

“I’ll make sure he’s alright, don’t worry.”

They can’t see it, but you’re glaring at him as he helps you up. With him being the only reason you’re still standing however, that’s all you can manage to do. You hold onto his torso as he takes you up the stairs and opens the door of your room.

“You’re close, huh? You were about to cum in front of our parents, weren’t you?” Shigaraki throws you onto the floor of your room with a thud, using his foot to turn you onto your back. He stares down at you and steps on your cock, moving it back and forth.

“Alright little bro, cum for me.”

With a particularly large amount of pressure, almost painful, you tense and spurt ropes of cum inside your pants. A stain begins to seep into the fabric and Shigaraki looks down at you with a sneer. You’re squirming under his foot, the toy still vibrating aggressively inside you and around the base of your cock.

He picks you up by the hair and drags you to your bed, manhandling you so your face is against the comforter and your ass is in the air. He doesn’t even bother turning the toy off as he takes it out of you and slides your cock out of the ring. Your ass clenches around the air pathetically, teasing Shigaraki. Even with something inside you, stretching you out, your ass still looks tight and almost untouched. The only thing eluding to its use is the lube smeared around it.

You’re given no warning when your step-brother grabs your hips and slams his cock inside you. When did he take it out? You don’t know.

“Shiiiiiit- Do you know how tight you are?” He doesn’t give you a chance to respond. Shigaraki begins to fuck you with abandon, thrusting into you with no care for your comfort. The stretch of his cock, how it reaches almost too deep inside you- it’s horribly uncomfortable. There’s a tinge of pleasure from the stretch of his cock pressing against your prostate almost constantly, but not much else.

His balls slap against your ass with every heavy thrust and the grip on your hips is bruising. You can feel his nails digging into the skin and you’re sure they’ll leave marks. He’s leaving reminders of this.

A hand leaves your hip to hold your limp cock, pumping it aggressively. The sudden stimulation is painful and you squirm.

“Now, now, little bro. Be a good slut for me and let me play with you.” Shigaraki sneers at the way you stop squirming at his words. “There... See, you’re a pathetic little slut for your big bro, aren’t you?”

You refuse to answer, only burying your face into the sheets to hide your humiliated tears. It’s not like it matters. He continues to pump your cock at a fast pace, enjoying the way your walls twitch and tighten because of it. Even if you’re not feeling anything, he is. Your pleasure is more of an afterthought, a bonus. Then your cock begins to twitch back to life.

“Seriously? You’re feeling good?” Shigaraki leans against you, biting your ear. “Getting off from your step bro treating you like a whore and fucking you? You really must be one if you like this.”

“I’m not!” You protest, turning to look at him. Tears are falling down your face, cheeks red from the embarrassment. “It’s your fault! You’re forcing my body to feel like this!”

Both of you know it’s a lie. You’re definitely enjoying it. As cute as your denial is to your step-brother, he isn’t in the mood for you being like this the whole time. He wants to have to shut you up so your parents won’t hear you begging for his cock.

With a bit of reluctance, he pulls out of you. You’re allowed a brief moment of confusion as he decides how he wants to position you. Once he decides, he flips you onto your back and hikes your legs over his shoulders. In this position, he rubs your cocks together. His is undeniably thicker than yours, but your length isn’t too drastically different. There’s only a few seconds of rutting them together before he lines his cock up with your ass and slams back in.

Much to his surprise and amusement, you let out a confused moan. The new position must feel good. Your face contorting into pleasure with a mix of self-disgust is beautiful to him.

“Little bro, come on. Just let yourself feel good.” His thrusts slow and he reaches for your neck. The grip on your throat is intense and you can feel yourself becoming lightheaded almost instantly. It’s an intense feeling that mixes with pleasure, clouding your senses.

Maybe it’s the lack of oxygen or just you giving up, but you begin to buck your hips against Shigaraki’s. Your jaw goes slack and your mouth is open, eyes rolling back into your head. The choking keeps you from making much noise so all you can let out are strangled groans.

“Finally. Let yourself go. Become my whore, my pathetic cumdump of a little brother. Just be my personal cock sleeve, yeah?”

The words go in one ear and out the other and you let out a string of agreements. Your back arches, cock twitching and covering your stomach in your own cum. It’s the sudden tightness around him that pushes Shigaraki over the edge. He stills inside you as deep as he can and cums, filling your ass. As he comes down from his high, he lets go of your throat.

“Good boy.” He smacks your face gently and chuckles at your lack of response. “Gone already? Come on, we’ve barely started.”

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