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the milkman in your apartment was a little bit weird, must you say. but everyone thought he was. he was a loner, his personality nothing but nonchalant tones and small talk, it was awkward when you talked to him.

you invited him over one night because you wanted to give him a chance, a chance that no one else would give him. you two were watching a horror movie, eating popcorn. there was a couple pieces left when your hands touched in the bowl.

a ‘sorry’ came out from both of your mouths at the same time, a chuckle from you, and nothing from him. typical francis.

you were staring profoundly at his features, his short brown hair, his long nose, your mind wandering into unholy thoughts. you shook them off, and realized he was looking at you, wondering what you were doing.

“sorry, sorry just daydreaming.” you laughed it off, turning your gaze back to the TV in front of you guys, only to be responded with a grunt.

the things you would do to this man was unspeakable, so you acted on them. putting your hand on his thigh, which was soft to the touch, and scooting closer and closer to him.

you eyed the tent growing in his pants, your plan was working, but realized that he wants you, and the touch from you. cuddling up close to him, he put his arm around your waist, pulling you closer. he rested his head on yours, and you slowly unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his soft skin.

once you reached your hands up to his nipples, you started toying with them, giving them a lick or two. his whimpers telling you that he enjoyed what you were doing to him. corrupting his mind to only thinking about you.

his bulge growing everytime you played with his body, reaching your hand down to his shaft he stopped you. “i’ve never been touched down there before, be careful, i beg.” his monotone voice told you, and letting go of you. he gave you consent to keep messing with his body.

massaging the growing tent in his pants made him whine for more, zipping down his pants you pulled it out of his underwear and started collecting the pre-cum and stroking him as hard as you could, the blush on his skin becoming very noticeable.

his pretty pink tip turned red with desire. you got on top of him and started toying with the top of his ear, nibbling at the sensitive areas, making him hold you by the waist, and his eyes followed your every move.

you were taking his virginity at every second you were corrupting him. pulling out your hard shaft, you took off his pants and yours with it. his eyes widened at the thought of your dick in his pretty hole, so tight and beyond getting ready for you.

you knew you needed to prepare him for what was coming, so you put two of your own fingers in your mouth, coating them with your saliva and sticking it in his ass, a hiss of pain coming from his mouth, but his mouth was drooling, you went up to him and pecked his cheek, coming closer and closer to the man’s mouth, passionately kissing him. he felt like a natural, but he’s never done such things before with anyone. he never even touched himself.

his dick twitching everytime you scissored him open, getting him ready for your cock. his eyes rolling back from the friction from your hands. he was beyond ready for you now.

your hard dick begging for something to please it, and you listened to your instincts, and bottomed yourself into him. he let out a moan of pleasure, but a mixture of pain.

letting him adjust to your size for a little, then you started moving your hips again, making his eyes roll back farther than they already were. you weren’t even paying attention to his dick when you realized there was a thick substance on you, and him. his cum.

loads of it came out, and you wondered how many times he denied his urges. loads of it came out of his twitching dick, obviously embarrassed, he his his face in his hands.

you pulled them away and began to peck his cheeks. “you cum so much, making me wonder how many loads i can get out of you.”

just by you saying that, his dick was riding again. he really needed you, he wanted you, he wanted you for so long and he never realized today would be the day you would be the one, his dream person.

you fucked him until you reached his prostate, making him moan like a bitch in heat, panting and screaming, dick twitching.

he was so tight, so you were gonna cum too. “same time baby, let’s cum at the same time.” but you knew he would cum before you, so you took your thumb and placed it hard on his slit, not letting him cum until you do. cries of protest escaped the man before you. he was such a slut and you loved it.

thrusting deeper into him, he tried to move your hand to cum, but you wouldn’t budge from his dick. cries of pleasure overwhelmed him, and the cum in him being blocked from you.

“cum with me baby, fuck— yesyesyes cum, cum with me!” you cried into his neck, biting down as you came and letting go of his dick, strings of cum shot out of him, making his back arch and his nails digging deep into your back.

idk what else to put HELP

#milkman #mlm nsft

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sunhill hardcore sex oh yes oh yes

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when Boothill came into Sunday’s office for a talk, he never thought it would end up with Boothill fucking his life away. it felt so good, but so wrong at the same time.

it was a sin, the sin to have intercourse with the same gender, but Sunday didn’t want to think of that right now, or atleast he couldn’t. Boothill was fucking him so well that he just couldn’t help but cry of pleasure and sadness.

his goddess, Xipe, what would she think about his wrongful deeds, what would she think of his wretched deeds! he had a choice, and he went through it with it.

Boothill’s metal cock made Sunday stray away from the thought of sin, and oh was he enjoying the sight. he pounded him harder within every second, he counted each time he came, eight times already.

and Boothill wasn’t even finished with mr. feather boy here. he had more plans for him. Boothill slowly caressed his neck, as a way of saying ‘sorry’ for what he was about to do to him.

he bit down harshly on his neck, Sunday screaming in pain and pleasure from the friction on his neck, clawing the metal back of Boothill.

“you wretched— hhahh..” sunday tried to speak, but ultimately failed in the process. everytime he tried to talk Boothill would just go deeper. just fucking him until the only thing left on his mind, was him.

“faster..” sunday whispered in the man’s ear, he was so close again, he wanted to feel it, he couldn’t get enough.

“what was that? say it again.” Boothill warned, slowing his pace. sunday groaned from the loss of pleasure, and practically screamed at him.

“you’re so damn rude! go faster you cyborg bitch.” he hissed, and then realized he made a mistake, talking to the man that he could never win to.

a slap to the face is what he earned. a hard one at that. “you don’t talk to me like that now, i’m the one who’s fuckin you so good here, makin you moan like a whore.” he practically had a silent yell to his voice, he was pissed. “if you wanna cum, make yourself do it. cuz i ain’t.”

“nononono.. no please i’m sorry! i’m sorry. please just fuck me, make me feel good pleasepleaseplease!!” Sunday whined and cried on Boothill’s shoulder, begging him to continue, begging him to put him in his place.

“nuh uh, maybe after being good for me then i might just get started with you again. but you were so mean~ so do it yourself.” he was mocking sunday with the tiny little school girl voice. seeing Sunday cry in his shoulders made him feel things, things he hasn’t felt since he was human.

Sunday grabbed his arm and started fucking himself on Boothill’s dick, all of his energy wasted from him using his home like a sex toy. he collapsed on his metal body just seconds in.

“tsk, tsk, tsk—“ Boothill said slowly “can’t even fuck yourself now, ya too tired?” he laughed while plunging into him once more, accepting that he had to do all the work.

“next time you’ll be the one fucking yourself in-front of me, ya hear?” Boothill hissed in his ear.

#boothill hsr #sunday smut #boothill smut #hsr smut #honkai smut #honkai star rail

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hi im bsck..so yk how he cant feel anything all over his body? why not face fuck him..🤔😵(boothill)

HELLO HELOO i’m so sorry if i responded late to this i haven’t been on here for a couple days so..!!!! but tysm for the suggestion i love every prompt you gave me so far 🤍🤍

FUCKING FUCKING.. face riding, hard sex??? , fem!reader, he moans in you 🤤🤤 idk how to tag help

the night that you realize that your lover couldn’t feel touch below his head gave you a blazing idea in his mind. you could tell he was so touch starved and loves when you kissed his face, caressed it, and everything in between. he hasn’t felt love in so long that it just felt right to him.

before you two went to bed, you straddled into him and asked him something, a whisper of a voice running through the robotic mind of your boyfriend.

you wanted to face fuck him. you wanted him to eat you out like there’s no tomorrow. and he complied, he was waiting for the day where he could actually get to taste your insides completely, without just sucking on his slick fingers after you came.

he was so excited at the thought that he almost immediately picked you up with his heavy hands and ripped your clothes off, you squealed at the fast actions taking place, a squeal of excitement and surprise of how fast he was to make you feel good.

the moment you were sitting on his face you moaned like a bitch, his tongue plunging deep into your pussy, making your eyes role back and your back leaning against his hard, cold hands.

the way he was manhandling you made you go into a pure world of pleasure. you started rocking your hips in his face, incouraging him to plunge himself deeper into you. and that’s exactly what he did, fuck you even deeper and harder, his eyes were clouded by its obvious desire and lust.

and he was moaning too, the touch and plush of your thighs just grazing this nerves on his head made him feral. he loved it so much, he loved you.

you came im his mouth, a scream of pleasure ripping through you. panting and your tongue hanging out of your mouth.

“was it really that good now darlin’?”

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you and sunday were in the isolated room of his office, his back on the table, his dick flopping against his stomach every thrust you gave him. he was a moaning, whimpering mess for you. and you loved the sight of this so called amazing leader, when in reality he was a whore for your touch, for your love.

“oh fHUCK!” he cursed loudly while you hit his prostate with your fingers, making his eyes roll back while he moans, the loud noise bouncing off the walls.

he couldn’t count how many times you made him cum, just only with your fingers. he was so drunk on your touch he didn’t even care about the pain twitching within him. it hurt, oh so much. but he didn’t care about that, not at all. all he cared about was making you proud of him.

he didn’t realize he came once again until he felt a sharp sting on his face. you slapped him. this is the sunday no body knew except you. a whiny mess, apologies slipping out of his mouth all in one second. he didn’t want to be punished for something he couldn’t control.

he cried in your arms, disappointing you was something he never wanted. you kissed him slowly while stroking him softly, tears of fear and overstimulation crowing his thoughts, he couldn’t think, he couldn’t speak. you were corrupting his mind.

he couldn’t even cum for you anymore, he was nothing more than a fucktoy for you now. his moans becoming even more girly when you toyed around with his nipples.

when you started playing with his wings, his dick stood up once more and almost immediately shot cum out of him. his back arching. his thighs red from the slaps you gave him.

he loved when you took all your anger out on him, nothing but a fucktoy, a whore, a slut, and everything in between.

little did he know, you took pictures of him so fucked out from you. but you were gonna keep such photos for yourself.

sunday fell asleep on you, you stroked his hair while watching the videos of him moaning and whining, and you knew this was gonna be a daily thing now.

#sunday honkai star rail #sunday smut #hsr smut #sub hsr #please reblog #hsr x reader #honkai smut #honkai star rail

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HEY GIRLY GAL IM GOING CRAZY OVER BOOTHIILL IVE READ ALL TJE BOOTHILL FICS ON TUMBLR AND AO3 OH YKGODJ okok SO could u do one where he notices we’re fond of his whip and yk..😁 AND JUST HCS WHERE HES TEASING US AND BODY WORHSIP AND PRAISE!, PLEASEand thank you :3

oh my gosh you’re a genius i love this with all my heart… THANK YOU

whipping , body teasing, use of the word “cutie” and “sweetie”, heave praise? talking you through an orgasm, slight orgasm denial.

you spent the night with Boothill, alone, in his abode. you were heavily drunk and babbiling about something he never understood. but he listened anyway. he would listen to your sweet voice until his enemy turned him off forever.

but something caught him off guard, something that you said. that it weirdly turned him on. more than it should’ve.

“you want me to what, sweetie?” he asked with a glint of teasing in his voice, his metal fingers still resting on your waist that he weirdly liked to touch.

“use your whip on me! that’s what i just saiiddd~ that whip of yours is just so.. it looks neat!” you hiccuped and giggled while stumbling over yourself, his flushed cheeks turning even more of a red shade of your whiney, drunk voice.

“but that would hurt, cutie. i don’t want to hurt ya.” he said with some sort of compassion in his words, he never wanted to hurt you, but he would hurt others that did.

“i don’t care! mark me up, Boothill~” in your drunken state, you kissed him. trying to deepen the kiss by pulling him closer than you would ever imagine yourselves to be. Boothill whining into your touch, he wanted more of you, and even more every second.

he reached for his whip at the side of his hip, unbuckling it from his pants. “is this what you want sweetheart?” he asked you, his voice husky and pure of need. he grazed the handle of the whip near your chest, and shoving it into your mouth, making you choke on the leather handle. once he pulled it out of your mouth you couldn’t feel your drink state anymore, just pure hormones in your core.

you didn’t even realize his fingers were on your clit until your body moaned from the cold touch. he was so slow, but so good.

you whined for more, and he did exactly that. he shoved the lubed leather handle up your entrance, and it felt weirdly good, the slick of your cunt exceedingly coming out fast, you were close.

you warned him with a whimper, putting your hand on his hard metal body.

“use your words cute stuff, i don’t know what you’re saying.” he stopped in the middle of him saying that, using your words was difficult, but you would just to reach your high, and keep him happy.

“please, boothill.. let me cum, please.” you begged him, your eyes rolling back when he continued, but even faster than he was already going.

“that’s a good girl, cum for me, cum hard. you’ve been so good for me my love you deserve it. cmon now cum, cum, cumcumcum.” he whispered in your ear harshly.

you came around his hands, leaving him wet with your juices. he was so proud of you for following his commands.

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boothill suggestions are open i’ll do basically anything except for weird things..

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RIDE TILL YOU CANT NO MORE.

boothill x reader | HEAVY SMUT | improper use of gas tank | improper use of USB cord. | riding fingers | cowboy man rhrhhrrhhrrhrh 🤤🤤🤤 | dom to sub teehee | BOOTHILL BRAINROT.

“just like that my honey— ride them just like that. make yourself feel good.” Boothill hissed into your ear, his sharp teeth threatening to nip at your oh so sweet neck. your moans echoing against the small room you guys were in, he kissed you harshly to shut you up.

“honeybun— shut up, you don’t want to get caught now do ya’?” his fingers curling up into your tight hole. but you had enough of his teasing and ‘mean’ remarks. you found the hole below his back, and managed to stick one of your fingers in the hole.

“hey now— that’s not.. mmgf.” his sweet whimper made you want more from him, so that’s exactly what you did. he was so adorable— putting up a face for you, but touch the right places and he will fold. his humanoid metal figure turing his gears— quite loudly..

“honey, shut up now will ya?” you mocked him while inserting one more finger inside him, making his mouth tremble and fight back his moans, but he just couldn’t help himself. his eyes were telling you everything that you needed to know.

unexpectedly— you started toying with the USB’s to the side of his waist, dragging your finger across the rectangular window of wires. if it was possible for cyborgs to cry, he would be sobbing right now.

the pleasure was all too much for him, he whined and begged you to stop or he would shut down from pure pleasure. “honey, honey please! you can’t do this to meee..” his words extended, legs bucking before his eyes went black— he shut down.

the night ended with some kisses, and you bought him home to recharge him.

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cooking up something for the boothill fans!

#hsr x reader #hsr smut #boothill #boothill hsr #sub hsr

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Hello! curious question, do you plan on continuing the "wet dream in your lap" series? because I'd love to see something with sub Dottore, although, I'll take anything, so ^_^

Wet Dream In Your Lap pt. 3 - Genshin Impact

Pairings: Dottore, Childe x reader (separately)

Warnings: Male!reader, dom/top!reader, sub/bottom characters, somnophilia, clothed humping/grinding, choking (Childe), handjobs, characters are called by their real names (Zandik, Ajax)

Author's Note: I did plan on continuing this a while ago, I couldn't think of which characters to include next though... Hope you enjoy this, anon!

I plan on doing a few more harbingers after this, so keep an eye out if you're interested ;)

Oftentimes you serve as a personal assistant to the second harbinger, handing him whichever tools that he calls out, cleaning up said tools and wiping down the laboratory tables, taking notes during his countless experiments. Whatever he needed, you would be there to lend a hand or two

But you were also his partner and oftentimes you had to remind Dottore that he needed to rest. How is he ever going to take accurate notes from his projects if he's delirious?

Despite your partner's many begrudging protests, the soft snoring that emanated from his position in your lap proved that this sleep was much needed. Pointy teeth peeked through Dottore's lips while his head rested on your shoulder, facing towards you with his arms snaked around your neck. Your own arms were wrapped around the doctor's waist comfortably, holding him close while he slept

Half an hour passed by before Dottore's snoring gradually faded into another sound. You had begun to drift off as well when the noise pulled you back to the waking world. It was hard to tell what exactly this new noise was, but eventually it became clear. It was a whine. Your partner was whining— and beginning to grind against you in your lap

The doctor's hips rolled against yours as a lewd — and rather loud — moan escaped from his lips, leaving you to blush and squirm underneath him, well aware that if this continued on you would get hard and slowly give in to your desires...

“Ah...y/n...y-yes, harder...” Dottore mumbled against your neck, calling out for you in his dreams, no doubt. Does this mean that his dream involved...you? Specifically, did it involve you fucking him? Your answers soon became clear when the doctor's hands unconsciously tangled in the hair near the nape of your neck, thrusting his hips more vigorously than before as he chased some feeling that the 'you' in his dreams caused

It was impossible to ignore the aching, wet feeling in between your legs now. With every sharp thrust against your lap, your dick grew harder and leaked more precum into your underwear. And clearly, your partner had the same issue; tilting your head down a bit, you noticed the growing wet spot on his pants as well. Dottore's own cock had been leaking the whole time, spilling into his underwear as they became stained with his sleepy lust

Carefully, you slid one arm in between your bodies and undid his belt buckle, slipping your hand down the front of his pants and stroking over the wet fabric. The action elicited a gutteral moan from Dottore, who began bucking his hips immediately. His sleepy mind could barely process the new sense of pleasure being administered to his stiff cock, humping your hand like a desperate puppy as you teased him

Letting one of your own needy moans slip out, you maneuvered your hand again and pushed it fully into Dottore's underwear, grabbing his drooling dick and stroking the shaft. “Yes...yes...gods yes...mmm y/n...” Came the doctor's wanton cries as you jerked him off languidly, hissing once your thumb found his slit and teased at the hole. His hips greedily chased your hand, fucking into your tight fist as more whorish sounds were breathed against your neck

“Mmm...good boy, Zandik. Such a cute whore even in your sleep.” You said, clutching the back of his shirt with your other hand. Groaning at how good his dick felt in your hand; slick and veiny and incredibly sensitive underneath your touch

Dottore's hips stuttered before stiffening while his cum painted the front of your shirt, squirting on his shirt a bit too. He always came so much, a little quirk that you found attractive and often used to tease him whenever you milked load after load out of him

After your partner settled down a little you began to squirm again. Even though he came minutes ago, he hasn't stopped humping you yet. Dottore's dick was semi-hard within your hand and making the hottest noises as he continued to fuck up into your cum-coated fist...but you hadn't cum once and it was starting to hurt...your baby's hot breath fanned against your neck with every moan and cry of your name and it was driving you fucking crazy

Surely the doctor wouldn't mind if you let go of his cock long enough to slip yours inside? He would probably love it if you used his sticky cum as lube to finger his hole before you pushed your own thick shaft inside and bounced him on your cock...

It was no secret that the eleventh harbinger, Tartaglia, had boundless stamina. It's one of the reasons why most fatuus would sweat and stammer an excuse whenever the young man asked for a sparring match. That and his terrifying strength, that is...

You were one of the few people that could keep up with that stamina, somewhat... Today just so happened to be one of those days where your match lasted long enough to wear Childe out to the point of exhaustion. Swiftly falling asleep in your lap after you suggested a rest. His eyes fluttering shut as his head laid back onto your shoulder

The comfortable silence that fell over the secluded area that you had fought in was nice after such a fierce fight. Childe's steady breathing nearly lulled you into a lovely nap as well— until a breathy moan came out of him, anyways

Quirking a brow at the unexpected noise, you stared at Childe's face as it scrunched up, opening his mouth to moan again but this time bucking his hips into the air. It was obvious what was happening; your partner was having a wet dream. Calling out your name as his hands unconsciously searched for yours, grasping at them until you helped lace your fingers together. Childe turned his head to the side, now breathing against your neck and arching his back. “Unf...y/n pleeeassee...more, harder...aah– ”

The harbinger's slutty moans caused your dick to twitch, stiffening under him as his hips wiggled and humped the air with more frequency. His hands squeezed yours tighter as he bit back a groan, thrusting upwards one more time and then stilling. A dark wet spot made itself visible in the middle of his pants; he had cum. Your partner just creamed his pants in your lap

You were forced to bite back some sound of your own at the realization, involuntarily thrusting your own hips as you searched for any friction. Childe's lewd scene had you too worked up to ignore it, so you decided to fix the problem that he has created

Trying to go slow and not wake him up, you discarded your partner's pants and boots, leaving him naked from the waist down. You freed your cock from its constraints, growling as the wet head rubbed against your underwear on the way out. The way your member nestled in between Childe's soft cheeks sent a shudder through your body— swallowing dryly, you rubbed against his hole for a minute, teasing both of you before you pushed inside

It was tight... deliciously so. The head of your dick barely fit inside, but you pushed in harder until it popped in. The stretch was what woke the harbinger up, gasping as his eyes snapped open. The burn was immediately noticeable before Childe even figured out what was happening or remembered where he was. “Ah-aah! Ouch...what is– Hey...c-comrade?” He whined, gazing up at you with those beautiful, confused eyes

“Shh, you already came...now it's my turn–” You groaned as your cock pushed farther inside, dragging along your partner's impossibly tight walls. You snaked one hand up and wrapped it around his throat, squeezing tightly and said, “You were...fuck...were grinding on me...felt really good, hah- Mmm take that fucking cock, Ajax—!! ”

He had no choice (not that he would've chosen anything other than this) except taking your fat cock as you thrust up into him, bouncing him in your lap while your heavy panting filled his ears. Childe's hands are laid over yours, digging in harshly as he accepts his situation. Whimpering like a slut while you abuse his hole repeatedly. Not that the harbinger wasn't enjoying this, of course. The dumb smile on his face was proof that he was grateful for this outcome

Tartaglia's naughty dream earned him the kind of fast-paced, desperate fucking that he always begs for. In return, his hole clenched around your dick and he let every last moan and cry fall out of his whore mouth

“Yes, yes, yes...fu-uuuck!! Yesyesyesyesyes—!! ” Childe blurted out, moving his hands down to grab your thighs, using them as leverage to bounce himself and take more of your cock. You responded by choking him even harder, growling right into his ear while your dick pressed on his prostate, which caused your partner's eyes to cross

“Gonna cum, baby? Go on, cum for me. Slut. ” You teased, squeezing the base of Childe's dick before jerking him off. The way his voice goes up an octave and his moans become broken and pathetic signals his incoming release, begging as if his life was on the line while your cock drills his pretty ass

“Pleasepleasepleasepleaseyeahyeahyeahyeaaaaaahhhh—!! Fuuuuck yeeeaaahh—!! ” The harbinger cried, sinking down on your dick as it filled him completely, his own cock spraying another round of cum onto the ground as you milked him fucking dry

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