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melonn-soda · 4 months
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❝ PERSONAL STREAM (A Little Too Personal..) ❞
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warnings: subbot! cis male reader, domtop! cis male kamo choso, camboy! choso, slight dumbification?, praise kink, reader referred to as a size queen (term is used for a man), mention of edging (choso), mentions/descriptions of manhandling
prompt: congratulations! you just won a solo fan call with your favorite camboy! hope you have fun watching him getting off to you being just the goodest boy ever :)
notes: a gift for and and idea from @sooniebby I jus made it into a choso fic. I've been holding it off for a while now, I think. this isn't as good as had wanted it to be but it's fine regardless. not beta read, sorry not sorry
fem aligned dni
you can’t believe it.
you actually can’t believe what you’re reading right now.
in your email inbox, something you barely ever check unless needed to, had a message from the user of a porn website (not your proudest moment) that you signed up on just to watch his videos, telling you that you won this month’s drawing. you had to stand up, walk around, eat breakfast, and come back to your computer to see if it was still there. if it was still real. you swore you’ve never felt so excited yet so scared in your life.
to know that, somehow, you won that solo fan call, to know that he’ll be jerking off for you, to know that no one else can see him but you, talking to you, and- shit. you were getting hard. you looked back at your computer screen. the email is still there. you’re not crazy. you feel like you are though.
the roll of the cheap gaming chair you bought from amazon sounded muffled in your ears as you backed away from your computer, getting up to get ready for the day with that email still lingering like an itch on your scalp that you can’t seem to satisfy. you need to get to work.
your co-workers noticed the blank stare in your eyes as you slipped on your chef coat and pants, hands on autopilot as you tucked hair into your hat and tied the apron around your waist. it smelled of fresh detergent since they just washed your uniform. your friend had to even point out that you cut your finger when dicing onions because you were too out of it to even notice. or was it that working in the food industry made your fingers numb to the sensation since it happens so many times? ... huh.
when you got back home, you opened up the email again. it’s still there. it’s still real. did you want it to be fake? part of you says yes but the majority of you hoped not. i mean, you’ve been following this guy for.. what, months now? lord knows how much money you’ve sent to him. he wants to start the call at 7pm on discord.
you thought he might use something else other than that app but he was probably just using an alternative account and he most likely changes his user after every raffle. if you were him, you would do the same thing.
...
you should probably take a shower.
it was 6:40 and your hair was still damp with water, towel resting on your shoulders to catch any stray droplets from getting your shirt wet. you kind of wanted to back out. the fear of being one to one with the camboy you’ve been fantasizing about for a long while now was scaring you a bit.
fingers fidgeting with the paper stars littering your desk and your foot rapidly tapping against the floor, you watched the seconds go by on your desktop. your dominant hand reaches for your mouse and highlights his username to copy it and paste it onto the add user section, sending the friend request to see that he accepts it not even 2 minutes later. ...was he getting ready?
your webcam was sitting on your desk, not properly hooked onto the top of your computer. it was plugged in but you hardly ever use it so it just sits where it is. should you set it up? ..no, you didn’t feel like it. your mic was completely ready though, as always. you and your friends would always play together on call, so it was your most used piece of equipment.
4 minutes.
your stomach twisted in anxiety.
choso sighed as he applied lotion all over his torso, all too used to the way he prepared everything during streams and bonus videos locked behind an even bigger paywall. this sidegig he was doing felt like a chore sometimes but money was money, and by god did this account make him a lot of it.
lots of women flocked to his account, entranced by the way his voice stuttered whenever he close, his hips that instinctively jerked because his hand wasn’t able to move any faster, and the whimpers that teared into the mic when he came all over his hands and milked himself for all that he’s worth. they mostly talked about how perfect his dick looked but that was an average comment in his chat.
he saw the friend request notification pop up on his computer and figured he’d at least get his cock hard before the call even started. he put on some random porno in the background, stroking himself with little care and when he got half-hard, he figured that would’ve been enough. he accepted the friend request and close the tab with the video playing, looking over to see that he had 4 minutes until he would start the call.
fingers moving expertisley across the keyboard, he made sure to tell you that the first 30 minutes of this session was free, any longer and you would have to start paying up. you replied with a very short, “got it.” and left it at that. you seemed to type out something more before it quickly went away, causing choso to raise an eyebrow. were you scared?
35 seconds.
choso was getting tired of waiting, so he began the call. unbeknownst to him, you freaked out when you heard the ringtone rumble through your speakers, hesitating to accept the call. in the end, you did anyway because you didn’t have to pay for this private session for 30 whole minutes.
the half-curse’s hand went back to his dick, stroking it with barely any passion behind his movements. however, he wasn’t expecting to see the face of the winner from the drawing within 5 minutes of the call, teeth biting into his fist as his other hand’s fingers worked himself open. choso swore he was no longer half-hard, dick twitching to life in his hands, pre already leaking from the tip of his cock.
he was used to mostly knowing that women were behind the screen and heavily suspected that you might’ve been one- but fuck, to know that another man was getting off to his voice, his cock, drove him wild.
maybe he’ll get rid of that 30 minute rule.
you didn’t mean to turn your webcam on.
you could feel your stomach sink when you could see yourself on full display for the camboy in the discord call. it was too late to turn it off now. whatever. you only live once.
“aren’t you just the cutest?” you aren’t sure why you flinched but the way his voice carried those words certainly got you feeling things, “how about you turn your mic on too, yeah? wanna hear your pretty voice.”
shakily, the hand you were biting on reaches for your mouse and you click unmute. your fingers that were inside you accidentally pressed against your prostate, causing a loud moan to fall from your lips, immediately slapping your hand over your mouth to silence yourself. you don’t want to get a noise complaint from the neighbors... again. the first time having to explain that to an officer was embarrassing enough.
“good boy,” he grunts into the mic, bucking his hips up with a loud smack coming from his end of the call, “jus’ the sweetest little thing, aren’t ya? betcha’d be just absolutely adorable if i were to fuck you stupid. it hasn’t even been 15 minutes and you’re drooling all over your pretty fingers.”
you didn’t even notice that you’ve been panting so much that spit began to run down your chin, too absorbed in the way the camboy’s dick spilled even more pre over his massive hands. fuck, just how strong could he be? could he manhandle you? yank your head back using your hair as a handle while blowing your back out? shove you down on his cock because you simply weren’t riding him fast enough?
“you got a dildo on you, baby?” he asks you, his hand slowing down to a stop. his words pulled you out of your abundance of fantasies to shift your focus back into reality, vision a little blurry from the tears resting on your eyelids.
you managed to fumble out a small, “mhmm..” just loud enough for him to hear and he tells you to grab it. in a slight daze, you reach into one of your many desk drawers to pull out the toy that sat in its box, already cleaned from its prior use.
“do a favor for me, yeah? put it in nice and slow, imagine it’s my cock stuffing you full. how big ‘s your toy? five- six inches?” he sure likes to ask a lot of stuff, you notice.
“‘s seven..” you mutter, wincing when you push the toy inside your hole, stretching you full and your mind goes numb.
he chuckles, deep and breathy and shit- “so you’re a size queen? that’s what they call it, right?” he starts pumping his fist around his cock again, albeit slower than before. you would take a bet that he was edging himself, “that’s it. such a good boy f’me.”
legs quaking in place, you managed to get it all inside you. sitting on it was much harder on your chair than you anticipated, the current position you were holding getting uncomfortable. cautiously, you lifted your hips, wrapping your hand around your own dick and giving it a few strokes while breathy moans left your lips, slamming yourself back down on the dildo. your eyes widened in surprise as the tip of it pressed against your prostate, a loud whimper echoing throughout your room.
“fuck-! you’re so cute, mmph- k-keep going, baby. i’m getting close- ah!” you could see that his hand was moving much faster than when you last looked up at your camera, quick breaths and filthy pleas paired with the desperate thrusts of his hips.
 stumbled cries left your lips when you began to keep up with his pace, fingers getting sticky with pre as you continue to stimulate yourself. through blurred tears, you could see his hips rut one last time before a stifled moan left his throat and his fist was coated with his cum, dripping onto his pants.
he winces at the overstimulation from just shifting his hand to let go of his softening cock, grabbing a tissue to clean himself up while watching you bounce up and down your toy. you could even say he was jealous. even so, he could tell you were pathetically chasing your own orgasm, breathy sighs escaping from the confines of your lips. eyes closed in slight shame yet concentration, your thumb came up to the tip of your dick and rubbed, causing a yelp to slip through and your eyes opened once more.
however, you weren’t expecting to see the gorgeous face behind the creator of all those inappropriate streams you’ve watched the second your hips slammed back down on the dildo. 
“[name]..”
ropes of your own release spilling out of your dick, it finally registered in your head that the camboy was willingly letting you see this. your thighs quaked not only in nervousness but also in fear that you might get a boner again just from how handsome he was. his face was pale although dusted with a bright hue of red covering his cheeks, eyebags signaling a lack of sleep, he had some sort of black line going over the bridge of his nose and cheekbones, and slightly messy black hair tied up into short ponytails. if he wasn't attractive to anyone, he was at least attractive to you.
his pretty and slightly plump lips opened to speak once more, “do you.. wanna meet up in person..?”
“h-huh...?”
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kitoshii · 4 months
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whos ? subbot ! bunny hybrid ! male ! reader x domtop ! wolf hybrid ! male character | pt 2
lovin ? kinda psuedocest , feminization , breeding , degradation & praise , size kink / size difference , small reader , overstim …
your first meeting.. was a weird one. your moms telling you the two of you are going for dinner and of course this is a surprise - eating out is not a normal occurrence in your family, home cooked meals are much preferred, and you’re especially surprised when she says to dress in something nice. yet, you pick out clothes, something form flattering yet dressy, and the two of you are on your way to the restaurant when she proposes an idea, as if its from the top of her head. “why don’t we invite another to join us?”
youre naturally confused, but you don’t disagree, and reaching the restaurant, you’re greeted at your reserved table by two carnivores, huge ones at that, and your normally floppy ears perk up in interest. the younger one is tall, dark, and handsome and you’re swooning before you’ve even introduced yourself.
yet- you’re still confused. you’re not dumb, you can tell this was all previously planned and so as the night progresses a little more, you ask your mom about what’s going on. the oldest carnivore at the table barks out a little laugh, as does your mother, and the two explain that they’ve been seeing each other, and marriage is on the table.
so the tall, dark, and handsome wolf is going to be your tall, dark, and handsome brother. much less exciting than you’d have wished, although you are naturally happy for your mother. the night ends quite quickly, and the four of you say your goodbyes before parting ways.
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your second meeting.. is what he can only describe as insufferable.
he thinks all of this is insanity. he swears under his breath, licking his fangs. his eyes are forced away from you- you, who is crossing your plush legs as you sit on the couch, leaning your weight on the armrest, exposing the side of your neck. a clean, soft surface is all he sees. something on you thats ready to be marked, littered with indents of his teeth and bruises that prove the presence of his lips on your neck- he adjusts himself where he sat, pulling his pants at the thighs to give relief to the problem he finds growing, quite literally, by the second. he’s afraid if he continues staring any longer he might do something he regrets.
he shouldn’t think this way, he knows he shouldn’t, he’s practically just met you, and under the promise of becoming siblings, but it’s not his fault, is it? you’re a pretty bunny boy, soft skin, soft ears, and soft tail on display for him, he’s known he was going to have a hard time since the moment he saw you - and even worse from the moment he smelt you. you’re so defenseless, the shorts that you’re wearing reveal far too much, your fair skin far too tempting, and your innocent eyes far too beautiful. he wants to ruin it all. he want’s to force you to have to put your guard up when he’s around, to rip the shorts off your plush thighs, exposing whats creating the small, compared to his, bulge in them, he wants to mark up your skin until you’re bleeding, nd he wants to strip the innocence from your eyes, forcing you to keep them closed tight as your tears struggle to crawl out.
his breath turns heavier, pants leaving his parted lips as he squeezes his eyes shut, running a hand through his hair - when he’s snapped out of his deep thoughts after your small hand is rested upon his arm and he’s suddenly aware that you’re directly in front of him- but the only thing he can focus on is your silky thighs, the cute bulge in the middle of them, and how much smaller your hand is than his because fuck, he could ruin you so easily it’s driving him insane.
a soft growl escapes from his throat and he notices the way your hand quickly retracts, and he finally tears his gaze away from his eye candy, trailing his eyes up to your face, noticing the way your long, soft ears pin backwards, as if you were a dog. worry is clear in your eyes and he raises an eyebrow, crossing his legs inconspicuously.
“are you feeling alright?” you mumble softly and his mouth opens for a second before its closed again, his fangs catching on his bottom lip. your voice is sweet like honey yet soft like velvet and his ears twitch, moving in obvious attention to you.
he doesn’t answer you, he’s not even sure if he can, choosing to simply nod his head as he stands up, towering over your small frame. he thinks he hears a squeak escape from you and his hard cock twitches in his pants, flitting through every fantasy that involves your mouth.
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your third, fourth and fifth can all be considered normal, but your sixth meeting.. is surprisingly his breaking point.
he prides himself on his restraint. his ability to control his emotions, his urges- but the two of you are at your mothers house, and you are, as usual, far too relaxed, and wearing far too little clothing. he sits on a chair outside in the backyard, the shade a willow tree provides and the gentle wind cooling his face - while his lower half burns in desperation.
you’re none the wiser, innocently indulging in boy-ish behavior as you scavenge green grass for anything that may catch your eye, knees bending the blades underneath you. your back is to him - of course it is, he cant seem to catch a break, he mumbles irritatedly, curling his hands into fists from where they sat on the rests of the chair, his piercing eyes fixated on the curve of your ass, the arch of your back, the squish of your thighs, and the way he can perfectly see a prominent imprint of your balls when you bend far enough forward.
for a few moments he thinks you’re doing this on purpose, that you know of his perverted thoughts and are doing this to maybe punish him, but when your soft ears perk up, and you look back at him with sparkling eyes, a grin on your face to tell him that you’ve found, hell, a cool rock? he knows you wouldn’t do that. you couldn’t do that, you’re too dense to even notice the raging hard on in his pants every time you so much as giggle.
the two of you are inside now, still left alone with each other and you decide to join him where he stood in the kitchen, hungry for something. you open the fridge, leaning down to slide the fruit drawer open, bending at the waist and fuck..
“hm?” you ask, perking up, leaning over to peek at him from behind the fridge door. did he say that aloud?
he scans your face a few minutes before striding over to where you stood. your nose twitches in confusion and despite not being scared, your ears pin themselves back, like a dog. you take a step away from the fridge, beginning to close the door behind you before he’s on you, pressing his arm past your head quickly, closing the fridge door with a bang. you jump slightly, staring at him with big, confused, and worried eyes and his cock fucking jumps because -
“do you know that i.. am a predator?” he mumbles, looking down his nose at you with lidded eyes.
theres a flash of fear in your expression and your mouth gapes slightly. “i know.” you squeak after a beat of silence, trembling hands coming to hold onto your shirt at the chest area
“you know?” he repeats, tilting his head lightly, eyes narrowing as you nod, barely noticeable. “you don’t act like you know.”
a sharp breath escapes you and it takes a minute for you to think of an answer, treading lightly.
“how am i supposed.. to act?”
“..be wary of me. act like at any moment i will pounce on you because fuck, i could.” he growls slightly, moving himself so his forearm is propping him up on the fridge and not his hand - making an already close proximity impossibly closer.
“you could?” you repeat, staring up at him with the same big, innocent eyes but now theres something missing - the worry. the fear. “why haven’t you?” it’s a small mumble, almost a nervous stammer, quiet and hesitant but he heard it. of course he heard it, you’re the only thing he is - and has been focusing on for days.
his heavy breaths pick up, and his stare never falters from your face, slowly scanning your features with calculating movements, immediately catching any change, so when a smile creeps on your lips, a little less innocent than your eyes and in a way, teasing, he catches it. immediately. and he pounces.
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a desperate, muffled cry escapes from your wet lips, his big fingers pressing against your soft tongue, sometimes slipping so far back they’d tease your uvula, making you choke around his digits. his big, thick cock presses against your flush thigh for just a moment, leaving a trail of precum.
his hand that wasnt occupied in keeping you a little quieter is three fingers into your hole, tapping your prostate so hard your body jerks with every press. he’s skilled with his hands, a cocky grin overtaking his face as his ears twitch with every cute sound from your throat and every sloppy sound from your asshole. you’re tight, too tight, he’s not quite sure his dick will fit passed the tip, but he knows you want it, and god knows he wants it too.
the thought of filling you up, of wrecking your small body and moulding you into a cockwhore for him has been infecting his mind like a virus, and he’d be damned if he stopped for anything but a safe word.
a sob fills his ears and suddenly he realizes you’d came a few seconds ago, your legs trembling and kicking up from overstimulation, sensitive dick pressing into the mattress involuntarily before jerking away.
he coos, quite condescendingly, slipping his wet fingers out of your hole, placing a light tap on your balls.
“was it too much for you, bunny?” he asks, pulling you up so your back was flush with his chest, watching as you nod with a dazed look on your tear filled face.
“yeah?” a mischievous grin that you’re unable to see spreads across his lips and wandering hands snake around you, squeezing your pretty thighs, before grasping your hard cock. his breath hitches as his entire hand envelops your small cock and his own twitches, a groan escaping his throat.
“fuck,” he laughs, watching as your hips attempt to pull away from his hand. “so fuckin small compared to me.” he grins, beginning to fist your cock, twisting his wrist around it. your reaction is immediate, a loud wail echoing through the room, your hands reaching out to clasp around his bigger one in a silent plea for mercy.
with reluctance, he gives it to you, letting you fall forward on to the bed. you sniffle, hiccuping softly before pushing yourself to your knees, arching your back as far as you could with your chest to the bed, presenting your ass to him, your fluffy tail wagging in desperation.
his mouth practically waters, hand finding its way down to his dick, closing it around himself before you reach your hands behind, spreading yourself apart to expose your twitching hole. this was you submitting , giving him full control of your body and the situation, and suddenly his instincts were screaming at him to breed you. to rut into you so much that his cum was spilling out, to imprint himself onto you, and to knock you up. to fuck you so full you had to carry his pups.
his stomach coiled and suddenly he couldn’t think, he couldn’t reason. the only thing clear to him was to breed, breed, breed.
he flips you onto your back, using a generous amount of lube, allowing his cockhead to catch onto your hole. you whimper - he’s bigger than his fingers - much thicker, much longer, and much, much hotter. you barely have time to prepare yourself before he’s grabbing your thighs in his hands, the skin spilling over his fingers at how tight his grip is - and suddenly his cock is fucked into you at full force. he bottoms out first thing and even the sound of your voice is delayed, the air being punched from your chest as your mouth hangs open in a silent scream, before a loud shriek does jump through his ears as he begins rutting into you, as if he were a dog in heat.
overtaken with how tight you are around him, and how small you are compared to him, he presses your knees up, bending you in half, watching his big cock sink into your tight hole, and the sight is almost what tips him over.
“fu-huck,” he moans, his pelvis slapping harshly against your thighs with every sharp, deliberate piston of his hips. “takin’ me so well baby, pretty cunts sucking me in so nicely.”
his deep voice riddled with obvious need and want has your ass squeezing around him, your dick twitching as it slaps against your stomach with every rough thrust.
your noises are punched out of you and then cut off with every thrust, the harshness of them making your brain spin and legs convulse. his hold on you does nothing to hide the shaking of your thighs and body, and it makes him groan in satisfaction, a smug smirk overtaking his face.
your drool and tears slide down your chin, pretty, soaked eyelashes batting quickly as you struggle between keeping your eyes open or letting them roll back. his large frame adjusts on top of you, thrusts never faltering despite his red, burning cock growing closer to release. the new angle allows him to hold your legs flush to your chest with his shoulders, while giving room to hold your clawing hands into place and he smirks, before leaning back slightly - and his entire body jerks forward, mouth falling open, fangs baring to pierce harshly into your neck as his eyes roll back because fuck - the bulge in your soft stomach is proof enough that he’s making room in your gut for his huge cock, because you’re just so fucking small.
you kick and cry at his teeth piercing your skin because it hurts, it hurts, but you’re marked and claimed and now he wont stop. teeth covering the expanse of your neck, cock drilling into your prostate with no sign of stopping anytime soon. all you can do is take it like a whore.
“thas’ it.. good girl, my cock was jus’ made for you, isn’t that right, bunny?” he growls and your hard cock spits out something like cum again at just his words because god, his deep voice, the constant stimulation on your prostate and the dirty talk did something to you.
he’s rutting into you so roughly, goin’ so hard nd deep, and you claw at his shoulders, blunt nails doing no real damage, begging him with wails and sobs to hurry up and cum because your tiny cock is so spent nd your tight hole is gonna be gaping afterwards with the effort of fitting such a large cock into you.
for a moment you think this was a bad idea - you think that he wont stop until you’re passed out, his instincts running his brain too wild, but with a thrust up into your stomach and a press down onto his cock bulge from the outside - with help from a desperate wail and a squeal that escaped your mouth - he’s cumming buckets into your soft stomach with a mumbled, “gonna fuckin breed you bunny,” pumping his hot, sticky load into you, filling you so much it’s leakin’ onto the sheets, his knot pressing painfully against your ass hole, threatening a breach as he ruts up feverishly, growls and titters leaving his throat, canines biting into his lip.
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hellooo, im kiyoshi, your writer, nd his is my first fanfiction ! its very self indulgent, nd eng isn’t my first language but if you enjoyed, this is me askin’ you to please reblog nd maybe even follow me to support writers ! we can become great friends ! ^.^
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gyrlliar · 3 months
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Doggy
(sub top author (aka me) x pwr bottom male/ftm reader)
(tags: bl*wjob (o), oral fixation, me being a degenerate, mentions or implications of r*ding (i) me)
Argyle whimpered loudly, throwing his head back as you sucked on his fat, musky cock eagerly, teasing the throbbing tip of his cock with your silk like tongue made his hands grip the bed and onto your hair.
"F-Fuck...! Please, keep going...haah...please!" Argyle moaned out loudly, his tongue sticking out of his mouth, he panted heavily as his glasses became crooked on his face.
His clammy hands then shoved your head down his throbbing, leaking cock. The taste of his precum with the mix of his cries made you feel in control, you chuckled, the vibrations from the chuckle made his cock twitch violently.
Some tears pricked at the sides of his brown eyes as even the most simple touch from you made him overstimulated with pleasure. He was a degenerate, a fucking dog for you.
You pulled your mouth away from his cock with a string of saliva connecting you two together, his sweating face contorted into confusion as to why you stopped, his dry mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water as he stuttered out. "W-why did you stop...?" He sputtered out whilst tears dripped down his flushed face.
You placed your warm hand on his cock gently, squeezing the base, making him shudder and choke out a whimper.
"Beg for it, Argy- no, doggy." You said into his ear, his face flushed up even more if it was possible. Argyle gulped, he was so desperate for you and your touch that he was willing to just throw away his goddamn dignity just to get his dick sucked.
Slowly, Argyle dipped down his head, by the way the tip of his ears reddened, he was heavily embarrassed but not embarrassed enough to start begging for you to just touch his horny dick.
"Please.....touch me, m-master! I need your mouth to just slobber all over my pathetic dick, please, please, please...I wanna cum so fucking bad...." Argyle begged, his drool and tears mixing together pathetically, he didn't dare to touch his own cock because his hand wouldn't even compare to your touches.
You laughed, he blushed in shyness at the sound of your sweet laugh. You let out a sigh, "I didn't even ask for you to call me master, yet you did. How adorable." You said with a purr in your voice that made Argyle's cock somehow become bigger, you chuckled once more.
"Alright, come here. I'll make you cum since you're such a good doggy for me." Argyle's imaginary dog ears perked up in happiness as you dipped down and started sucking on his dripping dick.
"O-oh! Please, master...yes! Haah..." He babbled out, his mind going blank in pleasure once more.
After just 2 minutes of sucking his overstimulated cock, his dick was violently twitching in your mouth and his hard thrusts became sloppier.
Argyle's precum was dripping down your chin, and the glasses he once wore were now discarded on the ground without a care.
Even though his vision was blurry with tears, it was very clear to see that he was about to cum in your mouth.
"O-oh..! I'm gonna cum, master! T-thank you!" He rambled frantically as his thick cum inconsistantly spurted into your mouth, starting out small and then filling up your mouth in an instant.
You pulled away from his cock with a echoing 'pop', he looked down at you with an embarrassed look in his eyes that replaced the mindless look. "I-I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to cum in your mouth! Um, you should probably spit it out!" Argyle rambled frantically.
You stared at him blankly whilst audibly gulping down his thick, heavy seed making him gasp and his cheeks flush a bright red. "Y-you didn't have to do that..." Argyle mumbled shyly, his stutter prominent as he looked away from you.
Suddenly, you pushed him down on the bed forcefully. He yelped in surprise as you suddenly started grinding on top of his cock, his flaccid dick immediately hardened once you touched it again. "W-What are you doing, (Name)?" He stuttered out nervously.
You laughed, "I haven't given you the full experience yet." You purred out. His heartbeat quickened as his cock throbbed. "Let's go for a ride, shall we?" Argyle nodded eagerly, his imaginary dog ears perking up. You chuckled warmly whilst petting his head.
"Good doggy."
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(cringe but whateve r)
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privitivium · 1 month
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,,,, domtop pervy, himbo x subbt male reader,,, honry thoughts ahmehrm.
both amab, cw;; hatefucking perhaps. dubcon, feminization,,, spiking drinks; aphrodisiacs.
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"hey, lil bro!" a nickname that you loathed. just because you were shorter than he was - his hulking mass of 6'7 and 250 pounds... he just had to know how much you disliked him, right? "lil guy" was another one of his favorites to call you. you couldnt stand the fucking guy - hounding you constantly in such a friendly manner - you cant stand him. "how are you ?!! i missed you at practice." - the funny thing was you never went to his practice. hes under the delusion that you do, occasionally walking past just to get a scope of his muscles...
"fine..." you grumble, scratching the nape of your neck and avoiding eye contact. societal norms force you to greet him back in the same way - "and how are you?" so awkward...
ㅡ"i'm fantastic !!" he claps you on the back, snickering to himself - "so anyway, theres this party later. youre coming." he tells you - of course, a party... he was demanding youㅡbrushing off your mumbles of having to study - you can do that later, silly ! all giddy as he thumbs a pair of ur stolen boxers in his pocket. grabbing your already open phone - ignoring your soft yelps and attempts to grab it back as he then shows you the address. "you're coming!" he tells you once more, unable to contain his happiness - yet sorrow washing over him as he has to leave you,,,
shit was so easy... he tells you how weak you are - fumbling with your pants, humming a soft tune to himself; all alone in the huge house... in an empty bedroom - a guest room, where the owners wouldnt mind having a mess. "you have to be more wary of people." he scolds gently, grinning to himself as you squirm n mewl to be touched - for help, to relieve the tension built along your cock.
"nnngh.. nn-nooo... anyone but you..." you whine, squirming to press against him, cock aching and unable to touch yourself with your wrists restrained together - he disregards your pitiful howlsㅡ"do you see how easy it was for me to slip you something? well, i am pretty flattered you trust me..." giggling to himself while thumbing his cock - taking a moment to admire you; "you're so pretty... i'm so glad you came... it really shows how much you like me."
ㅡ"wha..? no way... you just straight up creamed yourself. just - just at me... talking?" mumbling to himself, so dumbfounded that you said you hated it, that you wished he would die - but here you were, your cock still hardened and pressing against your jeans; begging to be free with a wet spot forming... "you really are as disgusting as i am!" he cheered - before finally shucking off your pants - huffing the stain for good measure... lining himself up after so thoughtfully fingering you - stretching you with lube and pushing forward; piercing your puckered hole with his flustered cockhead. cooing gently and easing your frazzled nerves, telling you to relax...
"nnn-nuh... fuck, hnnh-" so willfully grinding against him, drool pooling from your mouth and tears slipping down your cheeks - the person you disliked most stuffing you full of his fat cock, cooing praises - "... you would really make a fine chick... all horny, but you're saying no... so contradicting." he teases, hand dipping underneath your shirt and groping your chest
ㅡ"waah.. check out this sweet lil boypussy of yours..." slapping his huge hand gently against your hole gaping that had a steady stream of cum - his cum, dribbling out... he couldnt uelp himself. snapping a picture for safekeeping - to jerk off to when youre no longer around... "so pretty, bro... i'm so glad i got you before anyone else did... haha! you sure are too, huh?!" making fun of you; nuzzling into your squirming n drunken frame. drooling on yourself n yr hole clenching around nothing - as if missing the shape of his cock already... !
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lufyuu · 9 days
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,, One more picture ''
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Idol! male reader x Photographer OC
Tw/s: quite vanilla, not sure to put any. Reader goes from being dominant to submissive.
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Not too long ago, you were asked to be an ambassador of Louis Vuitton. The moment Louis Vuitton had announced you became an ambassador of their brand, your fans, and group members were so excited, it went all over the news globally. You flew all the way to Paris for a photoshoot. They would have you model for them wearing their bags, jewelries, etc while also attending events wearing them. The moment you stepped out of the car, you were swarmed with fans, they were all trying to get your attention. Whether that'd be by screaming your name or having their hands out with gifts for you. Fortunately, you had very good security guards, they managed to keep the fans from touching you or getting too close. The first day you were seen wearing the outfit Louis Vuitton had provided you with, it sold out in the matter of hours.
Due to this opportunity, you had many scheduled photoshoots for Louis Vuitton. The first thing that caught your eye was Eun Hyunwoo. Eun Hyunwoo was the photographer in your first photoshoot. He was absolutely breathtaking. He had the kind of look that would make people turn around to stare. A kind of look that belonged to the museum. It was both gentle and dashing. It was such a shame he didn't want to be an idol or anything like an idol. He finds photography to be much more interesting. He finds joy in taking pictures. "Photography captures life's beauty" is his reason to want to pursue it.
You found him to be quite an interesting man. A life of fame and money stared at him all day long and yet he never even once looked its way. The more you saw him, the more you saw his charms. It wasn't just his looks that charmed you. It was the way he would talk, describe things. "[Name]-nim, I will never be able to describe you in a word...", was what he said when you told him to. He said he's not good with describing people, especially you. That made your heart flutter. It felt as if butterflies were eating you from the inside out. Eventually, you even developed sexual thoughts about him at work. When you'd be backstage and have random thoughts of being fucked by him. Something about a gentle man being rough with you made your legs turn into jelly. You'd have to excuse yourself to the bathroom because of these thought. This man had you going crazy.
Click Click Click, the sound of a camera clicking accompanied by bright light aimed at you. "That shot was gorgeous as always," the photographer commented. The staff all agreed with him, "as expected from [Name]," they would say. Others only nodded in agreement. "Thank you, everyone, for your hard work!"you said, bowing to everyone in the room as a sign of respect as a few people removed the props. The photographer looked through the camera roll, the pictures he had captured of you were flawless, you looked elegant, your aura radiating through the small screen. Just as he was admiring your beauty, you approach him. "Eun Hyunwoo-shi," you tap his hand, which startles him a bit. "Ah..! [Name]-nim, what's the matter?"He looks a bit down to face you. Though he doesn't really make eye contact, how could he when you're quite literally the number one most sought out idol at the moment? He didn't feel worthy. "Could you perhaps send those pictures to me? I want to take a look", a smile spreads across your face, a gentle smile that convinces him even if he's been told not to. "Oh.. Of course, should I send it through your work email?", he scrambles to find his phone, which is in his right pocket. You shake your head, indicating he's wrong about that assumption. You stretch out your right hand to take the phone, and he hesitantly gives it to you. You typed out your number on his phone, "Just text me them here." He takes back his phone as you walk away, looking down at his phone and then looking back to the direction you were walking towards until your figure disappears behind the door. His face turned a bit red as the other staff members asked him to help with dismantling the set.
After an hour, you finally returned back to your hotel. Your phone lights up with a ding!, it was the「Lum¡n☆ry」group chat.
➤Woohoooo: @[Name] we miss uuuuu
➤4Sp☆rks: Are you done with the photoshoot?
➤Cho_Sangwoo: You guys are disturbing him. He's probably still at the photoshoot.
Looking at the group chat, you couldn't help but let a smile spread across your face. Texting them back quickly, you informed them that you're now at the hotel. Though, no matter how much you had been distracted, a certain person was at the back of your mind. A man with short and messy black hair. The way his soft blue eyes looked at you was unforgettable. Your heart thumped at the thought of him, the thought of being on your knees, unzipping his.. ding! a sudden ding snapped you out of it. You went to open the dm, it was from an unknown number.
➤+82 XX XXXX YYYY: [photo] +10 more
They were your photoshoot photos. You immediately connected the dots and realized it's not a random stalker. It's Eun Hyunwoo. Taking a good look at the pictures, they are definitely breathtaking, but you spot something. The third picture he had sent was odd. The angle was wrong. As the professional man you are, you point it out.
➤+82 XX XXXX YYYY:
-Ah...
-I'm sorry for the trouble [Name]-nim, should we retake the picture?
You thought of it for a moment, it sure would be an inconvenience for you. It'd totally mess up your schedule, too. Plus, there's other pictures to make up for it. You'll only be missing a singular picture, what harm could that do? Honestly, it would be better for everyone, including yourself, if you just said no.
➤You: Sure!
You sure are thinking with your dick right now.
➤You: Are you still at the photoshoot place? I can go there right away while I still have my outfit and make up on
➤+82 XX XXXX YYYY: I'm not sure if that's a good idea, [Name]-nim...The other staff members have already gone home, it'd be a complete mess, wouldn't it?
➤You: We can make it work. Besides, you're the best photographer I know
➤+82 XX XXXX YYYY: If you say so [Name]-nim, I'll be waiting.
And with that confirmation, you got up from the sofa, grabbing your bag and sprinting to the place. Not literally of course, you took a taxi there.
When you get to the place, the lights are almost all off. There's a person waving at you with a camera around their neck. "[Name]-nim!", as you get closer, you see a gentle smile on his face. "Eun Hyunwoo-shi," you said his name in return, "let's get back in now", you put your hand behind his back, urging him back in. Eun Hyunwoo turns on all the switches, revealing the already tidied up room. The lights were moved to one side while the decorations were put in a box. "Shall we set it up once more?", he asks, looking at you and expecting you to nod or say yes. "No, let's take a photo right here, it'll turn out great," he seemed very skeptical. The area you are in at the moment is quite dark. Of course, it could turn out artistic, but considering your other pictures, it wouldn't fit at all. "[Name]-nim, I don't think that's a good-", "come here!", you pull his hand to the area, making sure he won't be able to disagree further. Without a word, you push yourself up on the table, sitting on it with your legs crossed, posing for the camera. He gets the message and puts the camera up to his eye, aiming it at you.
Click click , you get off the table and look at the pictures on the small screen. "Hm...these won't do," "o-oh, why's that..?", he asks, looking at you as if expecting you to say his camera work is terrible. "Oh, it's not you, I think I know what's missing here," you go back to your position and beckon him to come closer. He complies, wondering if you knew how to make the pictures better. You then grab his tie, his head is now leaned down to face you, "[Name]-nim...?-", you look up at him, wanting him to get the message, "Hyunwoo shi..."he gulped, his face visibly red, especially his ears. His eyes widened a bit, now knowing what you want him to do. Immediately, he leans down to meet your lips, putting his camera beside you, grabbing your chin, and kissing you deeply. "Mmm..ah..", he moans into the kiss. It's obvious he hasn't done much kissing in his life before. The two of you finally let go after a while. The kiss was intense.
Looking at his hard cock straining in his pants, you hop off the table, getting on your knees infront of him, infront of his boner. You unzip his pants using your teeth, you could hear his breath hitch. Even through the boxer, his pre-cum was already leaking through. "All it took was a kiss for you to get hard?", you tease him, "w-well I-I...!", he couldn't make up an excuse for himself, he did get super worked up from a single kiss. "You're really adorable", before he could answer, you took out his cock out of it's restraints, "holy shit..", your eyes widened at the sight. His cock was long and girthy, "Hyunwoo-shi...I didn't expect you to have such a big thing down here", "is it really that big...?", he looks with his face being covered partly by his hand due to the embarrassment. You took his cock in your hand, you couldn't even wrap your hand around it, "mmm, very", was what you said before putting the tip into your mouth, licking and sucking on it. "[Name]-nim..!-", you released his cock from your mouth, "it's [Name], no need for formalities", he coughs and corrects himself, "[Name]...It's dirty down there", you chuckle at this response and continue to suck on his tip, "a-ah..", he tries to keep in his moans but with you sucking him like that, how could he do it for long? His moans were muffled by his hand, you aren't satisfied with this, why would he contain his moans?
You took his cock in deeper, now half of his length is in your mouth. "A-ah...agh...!", he finally lets his moans out, no longer covering his mouth with his hand. You smile, "eunjwoin thwis?", you try to say while his cock is reaching your throat, the vibrations from your mouth making him even weaker. He could only nod weakly in response.
Sounds of sucking accompanied by Eun Hyunwoo's moans were music to your ears. Unconsciously, due to pleasure, he grabs your face and pushes you down on his cock, taking it even further in, you begin to choke on his length, trying to adjust as best you can. Eun Hyunwoo then proceeds to grab the camera on the table with his other hand, pointing it down at you yet again, "you look so pretty...", he mumbles, taking a picture of you sucking him so good. Click
His face is practically as red as it can be by this point, he would never admit it but you've always had an effect on him, everytime he looks at you, he feels butterflies in his stomach, flying around. The way your lips wrap around his cock makes him even hornier, grabbing your hair and face-fucking you. His cock goes all the way to your throat. You try and contain your tears but they ultimately come out, your eyes glossy, looking up at his lustful face. The once gentle look on his face is now gone. He only has lust in those eyes. He continues to facefuck you, making sure it hits the back of your throat everytime. The pleasure he felt was unreal. "God...[Name], your mouth's so warm..", he praises. You wanted him to cum and so you sucked him more but, he suddenly pulls you off of his still hard cock leaking with pre-cum. You look up at him with a confused and disappointed look on your face. Before you could protest, he lifts you up onto the table, letting you sit up. He pulls down your pants and boxers, discarding them to the side.
Without any lube, he was hesitant to continue but with a little reassurance, he went on with what he wanted to do all along. He uses spit as a substitute for lube, "bare with me here...", he says as he pushes himself into you. Taking it slow. The last thing he wants is for you to get hurt, you're too precious to him.
You were trying to adjust to his size when he suddenly asked for forgiveness, "[Name]...I'm sorry but I can't handle it anymore..", it looked as if he was a beast, ready to ravage his prey. Then, he pushes all the way into you, making you take all of him. This makes your back arch from the sudden plunge. His cock is definitely too big for your little hole. Tears were now rolling down your cheeks, you couldn't help it from falling. "Please don't cry...", he says while wiping your tears away with his finger. The feeling of his cock inside of you unmoving was torturing, you wanted him to move. He lets out a surprised yelp as you start moving. "Move...goddamnit", you said with an almost begging tone, leaving him no choice but to grab your hips and thrust his cock in and out of you. He would pull out until only his tip was in before thrusting it all back into you.
All you could do was moan and mumble incoherent sentences. "You're so adorable like this, [Name]", he says while you're in that state. Anything and everything you do is adorable to him. You could feel yourself getting close too. When you looked down, there was a visible bulge on your lower stomach. "I'm so close..!", he says while still thrusting in and out of you like there's no tomorrow. You could feel yourself reaching your limit aswell. "Aagh..!", you let out a moan as you reach your climax, your cum splurting all over your lower body. But your photographer had not yet reached his. He desperately chased his climax, thrusting harsher and rougher until more tears ran down your cheeks. "I'm...cumming..! Take all of my cum", he finally cums into you. It felt like a decade as he released all of it inside you. His cum was dripping out your hole even with his cock still inside.
With such an adorable and tired expression on your face, Eun Hyunwoo couldn't help but reach over for his camera. He aimed the camera at your cum-filled and panting figure, making sure the camera captured his cock deep inside you, "you're so perfect like this, such a slut for my cock", he said shamelessly which was unexpected, it made you shudder a little. Being with you awakened something in him that he never knew he had. He went to caress your cheek with his free hand, smiling softly at you as he says, "[Name]-nim, I want to take more pictures of you..."
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Hello everyone, this is the first fic I'm writing for this blog. It's not really good but I promise to improve♡
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l1tw1ck · 2 months
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✨M.S Here! Dropping in to request something! You can set this aside if you lack motivation rn
But May I please get a Dom!Ftm Reader thats a mafia boss who uses Yan!Sub!Recruit or Enemy as a dildo, drugging the recruit's/Enemy's drink and just degrading them, telling them how they're only useful for Reader's pleasure?
Or
Dom!GN!Reader whose an assassin somehow ended up in bed with the top boss of Yakuza, bite marks littered all over the boss's body:]
Dom reader x sub character. Includes 2 shorts with dom ftm reader & dom gn reader respectively
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sub!top!amab recruit x dom!bottom!ftm reader
language used: hole
cw: non-con, drugging
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When the new recruit received a whiskey specially poured by his new boss, he was happy to accept it and never doubted that you wouldn't drug him. He was wrong to trust you.
Your new underling slowly opens his eyes, still feeling pretty doped up. He isn't sure how to feel when he realizes you're bouncing on his cock. While he's insanely turned on by the view and the feelings, a small part of him is aware enough to realize he didn't consent.
You notice he's awoken. "You're much better off being my dildo~" You smile. "You would've been fired if it weren't for this dick of yours."
His cheeks burn with heat. Your words have unlocked a new kink of his. Being degraded. He's been insulted hundreds of times but it's completely different when it's coming out of the mouth of someone who he's having sex with. Your dominant attitude and your hurtful words keep his dick flowing with blood.
"This is the only thing you're good for." You lean your head back, stroking your t-dick as you approach your release. "You're nothing- ah- nothing more than a piece of meat–" You come, squeezing his dick. He lets out sounds of pleasure as he feels your hole hug his cock tightly. His feelings might change when he sobers up but right now, he doesn't want this to end.
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sub!male yakuza boss x dom!gn reader
language used for boss & reader: sex
cw: drunk sex, frottage, biting, hickeys, orgasm delay
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You're not sure exactly how you ended up in the bed of the big bad yakuza boss after just a couple drinks nor how you managed to make him submit to you but you're not complaining. "Please- please, touch me." He begs drunkenly. He's so horny and needy for you, you feel compelled to give him what he wants. You lean into his neck and give him a kiss before biting him, your sex rubbing against his. He whimpers and moans in pleasure as he happily lets you mark him up, his body quickly reaching nirvana thanks to his drunken state. "Gonna- gonna come~" He moans. You stop, in turn preventing him from orgasming. He whines in dismay. "Please, [Name], I wanna come!"
"Ask for it properly." You hold his cheeks in your hand. "Did you forget your manners already?"
"I'm sorry- please let me come, [Name]!"
"Good boy." You purr, continuing your movements. He throws his head back, his body shaking. You watch in amusement as he reaches his peak, shivering as he comes. You don't stop however. He moans at the overstimulation. "You'll let me come too, won't you, baby?"
He nods quickly and endures it in favor of your pleasure. He's barely able to speak, his body twitching and overwhelmed by the continuous pleasure, but he's happy to make sure you have an orgasm too. He feels even more pleasure as he hears and watches you come, your enjoyment evident on your face. He doesn't want the night to end.
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solannn · 3 months
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hiii !! can I request a (sub bttm) malewife reader x rengoku ??
rengoku arriving home after a mission and seeing his cute husband fixing their bed/futon and he js can't help but fuck him stupid ?? you can choose the kinks , ignore this if u want !!!
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🔥┆ SOMETHING ‘bout you makes
☄️┆ Me feel like dangerous (wo)man—Ariana Grande
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MALEWIFE,,
warning ; male!reader,fem dni or fujoshi,minor dni.Smut,penetration,doggy style,biting/marking,reader with plump ass, bottom reader,unprotected sex,virginity taking(?).
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Rengoku was returning from a long mission which consisted of killing low-ranking demons, his day was tough, but he was looking forward to finding you, his cute husband.
Rengoku came into the house you weren't in the living room or the kitchen, but you had left him a meal because you were in the bedroom between doing something.
Rengoku started to eat, the food you prepared was still delicious. He finished eating and headed to the bathroom, and you were leaving the bathroom.
“Oh, hello Kyojuro, did your mission go well?” You asked, curiosity flashing across your eyes. "Yes ! But it was really exhausting!” He exclaimed.
You walked towards the bedroom and started to arrange the room. You spent a lot of time arranging the room, especially the bed.
When Kyojuro opened the door, the first thing he saw was your plump ass and on all fours to rearrange the bed, he blushed and grinned at the show. He wanted to see your cute face getting fuck.
He approached your back and grab your ass. You jolted at the sensation of his hand on your ass. "AH- Kyojuro..?" He still had that huge grin oh his face,he was definitely horny.
He took off your pants,he spreads your hole making you whine. "kyo-..juro" you muffled in the pillow. "You’re so needy we just started you know!…" he said.
He licks your asshole, ‘cause he had nothing else to prepare you. You felt his tongue penetrate you,after few minutes he got bored of it and so do you. He removed his long one and instead he put his finger and thrusted to find your prostate.
"Kyo..!juro faster..pls pls..!" You begged,while moaning,so he does what you demanded and put 2 more fingers and thrusted you faster.
"nhhh..!" You whimpered,tears fallen down your cheeks. He removed his wet fingers and and unbuckled his belt and pulled down his underwear to let his cock free.
You his eyes widened at his cock you didn’t except it to be so big. He entered the tips of his dick,you didn’t even have the time to adjust it that he already thrusted into you.
"Juro…it-it hurts!" You whined,already feeling tired. He founded your prostate and abused it,making you moaning mess as you gripped the bedsheets.
"I w..want to come!" You muffled in tears." Then come." He ordered,after few thrust you cummed on the bed. "You did the bed messy you know?" You couldn’t said anything,the only thing that came to your mouth was whimpers
He grabbed your waist with his hand and thrusted him as deeply as he could."more..more..more!" You begged,being drunk by his cock.
He smirked and leans to your back,and bite it,lick it to leaves hickies and love bite. He voluntarily bite your neck too hard,making you hiss in pain and pleasure,the blood was running down your back he wanted to know that someone own’s you.
After one final thrust Kyojuro fills the walls of your anus with his seed. You tiredly lay on the bed and fall asleep from the overstimulation. Kyojuro smiled and kissed your eardrums and clean the room and you up. "Ahh you so cute!" He smiled
(Request r always open<3)
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rodolfoparras · 7 months
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power bottom m!reader degrading soap for being so desperate to shove his dick in something all the time cause soap drags him into a storage room 10 minutes before they gotta leave for a mission
reader somehow looks fine despite having cum up his ass and soap looks like he ran a 10 mile run in 15 seconds
Soap who’s like a horny teenager around you, hands shaking pulse beating every time blood flows to the lower half of his body, and maybe just maybe you’ve indulged him a bit too much, instantly feeding into his desire every time it bubbles up in his gut even though it may be during a debriefing or even at a stake out.
Because now Soap’s shamelessly rubbing up against you like a dog in heat, hand sneaking down to your ass or crotch when no one can see, begging in your ear to let him fuck you, voice all whiny, even going as far giving you puppy eyes until you finally give in, but only allowing him 10 minutes.
Since he’s so fucking eager he should manage it right? And it’s both humiliating and exhilarating to hear you whisper the words to him before you roughly tug at his wrist, pulling him into some storage room laying nearby.
The door quickly slams shut, Soap barley yanking at the thread to light the room up before he’s cornering you up against the wall and slotting your lips together.
“Aren’t you embarrassed to be acting like this hm?” You say while smiling against his lips as he’s hurriedly undoing the zipper to your pants before undoing his own.
“Look at you acting like a bitch in heat, but isn’t that what you are hm puppy?” You say before roughly grabbing his chin to pull him in for another kiss, all while he’s trying to pull your pants down to your knees.
“Please please “ he whines against your lips, while pathetically stroking his clothed dick.
“You’re lucky I took the time to prep today, 8 minutes left, don’t disappoint me Angel” you say, gently biting at his earlobe before turning to the wall and leaning up against it
“Thank you sir thank you” he says, sounding almost as if suppressing a sob, quickly pulling his own pants down before using his spit slicked fingers to easily relax your tight ring of muscles
“7 minutes”
And god if he almost doesn’t sob when he finally slides in and feels your walls tightly clam onto him, mutters of thanks you tumbling past his lips as he erratically thrusts his hips.
“Come on sweetheart you were -ah were so eager to shove your cock into something don’t disappoint mmh- don’t disappoint me here” you say, just to tease, while doing your best to suppress any more noises from escaping your lips.
“M sorry im so sorry sir” he slurs out, feeling absolutely embarrassed at the fact that’s he’s already close to reaching his orgasm.
“4 ah- 4 minutes soap” you say in response while pumping your cock, slowly but surely feeling yourself tip closer to the edge.
“Please sir please” he sobs into your neck, fingers digging further into the fat of your hips.
“If I don’t get to cum you wont get to cum either am I making myself clear here?”
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miguel-owhora · 7 days
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jgngh thinking about jake lockley with a big dick!mreader :3333 hngfh he'd be running on adrenaline, just barely getting off his moon knight duties. maybe there's a couple splotches of drying blood on him, who knows.
point is, he has you cornered when he's on his knees and mouthing at your clothed cock, fuck. he can practically feel the warmth, feel how that girthy thing throbbed and twitched to life, pressing against your pants. he'll pull it down and wrap his gloved hand—newly changed just for this moment—around your cock. he'll press a kiss to your thick cockhead, smirk and pin you with his eyes as he enveloped your cock into his mouth.
he'll go slow and sensual, slowly bobbing his head and letting his tongue do the work. lick at your salty slit, at the pre that peaked through, at the angry vein running along the vein. as he goes deeper and down to the base, he'll let his jaw go slack to fit your girth.
he's definitely the type of guy to get off to you moaning, not to the actual sound but at the fact that you're moaning because he's making you. jake'll grab his cock through his pants and strokes himself through his pants, his eyebrows will furrow.
anyways, he'll pull off with a slick sound, licking at his lower lip. he'll jerk you off, force you to make eye contact if you look away. jake'll position his head next to your cock as he pumps your cock, with a sharp smirk plastered on his face.
"c'mon, fuck my throat." jake will challenge you, arrogant and mean. "and do your worse."
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melonn-soda · 4 months
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thinking about a pervy ghost that inhabited the house you just moved into, wondering why the last person moved out and who exactly you were. so, for the next two weeks, he watches and studies you and finds out how exactly lewd you are.
he sees that you wear super revealing clothes when you walk around the house by yourself, sometimes even going naked. he vividly remembers the first time he saw you in nothing but really short basketball shorts and a tank top, his eyes going wide and mouth agape. how could a boy be this slutty??
there was also the days were you would come drunk with a stranger's arm around your waist and sloppily making out on the living room couch (the ghost would be watching jealously on the rocking chair reserved for your cat on sunny days) before it ending up in a fuckfest. were you this shameful?
now, don't get him wrong, he absolutely loved watching all this. he is a pervert, after all.
sometimes, he would purposely blow cold air down your shoulder blades when you're bending over doing laundry to watch you shiver and whip your head around to see what did that. he watches you masturbate in the middle of the night, getting off alongside you while watching your face twist in the most delightful ways. he remembers the pattern that you wash yourself in (shampoo, conditioner, body wash, facial cleanser, and extra stuff only when you felt like it). you couldn't see him so what's the harm in it all?
while putting on a new change of clothes on, he thought it would be funny to run his freezing cold hands down your sides and sliding them over your stomach when you were putting on your shirt. he giggled when he heard you whimper and shiver, immediately shoving the rest of the shirt down to block out the cold.
"cute.." he muttered from behind, arms still hovering in place around your form.
"knew it." you turned your head and stared straight at his face with an eery smile, catching him by surprise.
all at once, he felt your back push against his torso and he stumbled until the back of his knees hit the bed and he flopped onto your mattress that smelled too intoxicating. 'how did you..?' he would think to himself before feeling you crawl on top on him, legs on each side on his stomach.
"pervy little ghost.. think you can watch me do nasty stuff and touch me like that without consequences." your tone was so condescending that he swore his dick twitched in excitement, "I had a rising suspicion that you were an actual ghost and I wasn't going crazy with hallucinations. but that doesn't matter anymore." you shook your head, "it seems like you need to know your place. your going to be nothing but a toy for me. no touching, no talking, no teasing in any form unless I say so. do you understand?"
"wha..?" he mutters, only for you to press a finger against his lips. 'why were you able to do that..?' why was he even getting hard right now?
"I said, do you understand?" you repeated, this time with a voice dripping in venom. he nodded his head with sweat dripping down his forehead. you smiled in response, "good boy!" he watched as you sat right on his dick, purposely shifting your ass around as a whine ripped through his throat, "now, your punishment. you sit there and look pretty while I ride you, yeah? make sure you keep up."
oh boy. what has he gotten himself into?
might make this an oc. only if you guys are interested.
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Since spring break is coming, I can finally write stories for y'all ‼️ busy life as a senior 🙏🏽 trust we will get that done.
I got bunch of sht in my drafts that were requested around Jan or Feb (that's my bad, 💀 writers block, stress and lack motivation is there)
‼️I'll treat y'all
I kinda wanna rewrite some of the stories I've made that weren't requested (not the Sanji "smoking hot" and bang chan "d-riding")
I even got two requests stories even tho my request are open which is fine ‼️ request ya sht even if it's not open, I'll do it when I open the request which is coming soon.
STORY THOUGHT(S):
BangChan x FTM reader "D-RIDING" part 3
Texting stories with SKZ or other groups that I know of
FTM member reader + SKZ
GOT7 Jinyoung x FTM/MALE reader
OC x male/FTM reader
SKZ x MTF reader
Probably more gender neutral
One Piece x Male/FTM reader
Soul Eater Stein x Male/FTM reader
HXH (adults) x Male/FTM reader
Animes that I know of (Black Clover, AOT, etc I can't think)
FINALLY a TEKKEN x Male reader (IDC how less known it is)
Maybe someday do a top male reader if I feel like it 💀
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lokalblackie · 5 months
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Bakugou Katsuki: guide to pleasure
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Bakugou Katsuki: guide to pleasure.
full stop.
yup, that's all there is.
no, Katsuki didn't start a little notebook (inspired by Izuku) based on how you reacted to certain things you both participated in, in the bedroom. he definitely didn't take notes on how your whiney moans seemed to grow higher in pitch when he manhandled you, but when he touched you with care and fucked you out passionately, your moans grew to hums and small smiles.
he didn't pin the fact that you liked soft sex than being thrown around like a ragdoll, in the back of his head. he just learned that the hard way...
yeah, he really didn't memorize the specific positions and styles and times of day you liked being fucked. no, no. what was he, a simp?
yes. yes, he is a simp. for you.
he also found out he liked being dominated in the bedroom when he was feeling a bit down, or lazy or just generally submissive.
he definitely didn't write a book, that he titled, "Bakugou Katsuki: guide to pleasure". and it definitely didn't sell like hot cakes for all the simps that couldn't get over the fact that their favourite pro hero, Dynamight, wrote a book about good sex.
Bakugou Katsuki: is a liar.
he did all that, and even more. now, obviously he asked for your consent before he just shared your sex stories with the world. what is this? the fuckin' "After" series?
so, basically Bakugou Katsuki, pro hero Dynamight, your 4lifer, your forever-yena, yeah um, he wrote a book about sex, he didn't mention your name but he wrote it. and he hoped you'd enjoy reading it, because it felt like he was being as vulnerable with the world as he could. he was showcasing his perspective of sex with you to the world.
this is, Bakugou Katsuki: guide to pleasure
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privitivium · 1 month
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Hi, this is my first ask, sorry if it sucks.
Would you be willing to do Motherly Yan with a male reader who was into him at first but by the time Motherly Yan developed feelings the reader was over his? (Preferably smut but its chill if you don't want to)
-First time Anon
yes yes... very lovely, thank u first time anon.
domtop motherly yandere x subbot male reader;; feelings...
both amab, cw;; noncon - dubcon, handjobs, standing missionary, aphrodisiacs, disturbing motherly yan!!!
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"oh, you're gonna ruin your appetite... here, have some of my lunch." he offers sweetly, pushing over rectangular tupperware... it was heavenly compared to your cookie dough given to you by your other co-worker - who quickly fled after he sat with you. he was always doting on you like this, it was hard not to catch feelings... and obviously, noticing that he was only like this with you made you feel special. but... after months too long of this crushing, it was enough, you decide. trying to seperate yourself from him - boxing up little post-its about him in an old shoebox... this is good. This is healthy. on the road to unliking someone... it will take forever. First step is to act standoffish and aloof, you think...
mother... not referred to as mother, but still mother. of course, he develops feelings at the wrong time, right? after you decide that youre suddenly done with him? it's easy to see you trying to detach yourself from your acquaintance-ship... he doesnt like that. beforehand, he was finding out everything about you. accidentally falling in too deep... going as far as taking it upon himself to let himself into your home to rifle through things - just to make sure your fridge is stocked... and instead; finding those little love notes that seemed to match his appearance and his personality perfectly. he didnt want to call himself delusional - it was a little too coincidental right?? theres no way he could be delusional... you're just so cute... unable to contain his excitement as you finally enter after fumbling with your keys at your door - yelping in surprise when you see him, your superior sitting on your couch of your tiny little apartment - "y-you-! what the hell are you-?"
"Fret not..." he was quick to stand - trying to ease you as you stepped back and nearly out the door before he was reaching over and dragging you inside - "i... have something to confess... i'm so very in love with you, i cannot hold it inside no longer." he murmurs breathlessly, his face taking on a darker tinge - telling you how truthful and embarrassed he was; standing in front of you after trespassing...
ㅡ"w-well, your timing is awful-!?" you were still too hopped up on adrenaline, the door slamming behind you and fiddling with your keys inbetween your fingers and making a strong fist just in case-! "i-i'm already... over my feelings for you, it's too late for anything-!"
"i'm sure it wasn't too long ago that you lost feelings, right?" he questions delicately, with an equal cadence of delicate; brushing his free hand, his dainty fingertips underneath your eye, "i'm sure you'll be in love with me just as you were in no time." he was making fun of you in his own way - no person could get over their love interest that easily, and he was going to exploit your love for him - can't you see? can't you feel? he's your boyfriend already. "and of course... you were in love with me, and it's not easy to just... unlove someone... i think you're just shy." it dons on him, that of course - yes, that must be it. his darlings' crush - his object of affection suddenly confessing his feelings to him... ur just shy is all,,,,
you shake your head in denial, feeling sick to your stomach. urgh.. your coworker who you recently barely got over in your apartment-? confessing his love-? "f-fuck noㅡ" you raise your key-shank fist... preparing to defend yourself, obviously, you were under the influence of something right? you wouldnt be acting like this unless it was so...
ㅡ"nah-ah.." he hums, so easily subduing you and pressing you against the wall - dragging you into the darkness of your hallway and he stares at your struggling form before he was pressing his lips against yours - an open mouth kiss, where his tongue was shoving something in your mouthㅡpulling your head away and immediately spitting it up - him, shoving his fingers in your mouth and you couldn't do anything but gag and swallow. that little pill... down your throat,,,,
ㅡ"... it's working so fast... ah, i'm so excited." he murmurs, smiling widely and nuzzling his nose into your cheek - ignoring your soft grumbles and taking immense joy in your weakening body and hardening cock -
"you're so pretty, look at you..." he coos, nuzzling his ignoring your soft grunts and very obvious attempts to get away - but your flustered expression catches his eye, grinning so wildly as buries his face in your neck,,,. "and look at that - you obviously like this... it's okay, i'll let you get used to me..." he murmurs so kindlyㅡfuck, it was hard not to tremble at the tone of his voice - so gentle and loving as he slowly rocks into your body, slowly; languidly as not to rip anything after fingerfucking you with a little packet of lube and precum. a soft involuntary mewl of "motherr..." leaving your saliva glossed lips - stupid and only thinking of your pleasure - his hands gripping your hips as you were reaching downward just to jerk yourself off,,, feeling such an intense amount of emotions - so hot, sweaty, while being fucked into by your ex crush of a coworker... ,,,,
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ijustwantogethigh · 6 months
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PLEASE SOMEONE DO A FIC
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