linaxk

[linaxk]

big boy

beelzebub x mc // nsfw

just thinking about beel + size kink. he’s by far the biggest and tallest of the brothers and it’s something you always notice when you see him, especially when he’s standing next to his brothers or the others. when he’s beside you or in front of you, simply talking to you and keeping eye contact, your heart can’t help but thump loudly in your chest. the way he has to look down and you have to look up, how big his arms look from below, you can’t help but stare at the prominent curves and crevices on his muscular body.

if only you knew that while you were checking him out, he was doing the same, in his mind he thought about how you were at the perfect height to nuzzle in his pecs, how easy it would be to pick you up and fold you in whatever position he desired. and he really could, this man would have you up in the air, holding up your legs and your arms all while fucking up into your hole. mans could probably hold you up against the wall and eat you out.

he would also love to watch the way he stretched you out, or how big his cock was in comparison to your face. fun fact he would 100% have a thing for chubby girls. your love for food would probably make him love you even more than he already does, and his fixation on oral would probably also be a lot worse. his brothers would be shocked at how he wasn’t absolutely inhaling his food sometimes, only to realise that he was watching you inhale yours. the image of you licking creamy sauce off your fingers and the soft hums and moans you made as your eyes practically rolled back into your skull would definitely replay over and over in his mind at late hours, alone in his bed. he would think he was gonna go crazy with the amount of popsicles and lollipops you were consuming.

at some point he probably couldn’t hold back anymore and pulled you off of the common rooms couch and drag you into his room, growling something in a husky tone when you squeak and ask what he was up to, “i’ll give you something else to suck on.”

he’d sit on the edge of his bed and immediately push you down in your knees, whipping out his cock and not even giving you a warning, practically forcing it down your throat, almost cumming in a matter of seconds when he sees the way you gag around his size and how your cheeks look so round and full. he’d cum so much it would be dripping down the corners of your mouth, making a mess all over your boobs and throat. he’d mumble a quiet “sorry, baby.” and then make it up to you by eating you out so good almost the whole devildom can hear.

on a more lightheaded note,, i feel like i’d be known in the family and with friends that he’s very well endowed. like you can just tell that he’s hung like a horse purely by his statue. i definitely think the brothers would be extremely jealous and flustered when he’s walking down the hall in the morning only in grey sweats or maybe even in boxers if hes extra lazy to throw something on. they probably feel a tinge of worry when they see you walking weirdly in the morning.

this just been on my mind today :3

#obey me beelzebub #obey me #obey me shall we date #satan #lucifer #mammon #om! belphegor #obey me leviathan #obey me solomon #obey me diavolo #otome game

[linaxk]

who would have thought?

SUKUNA RYOMEN who kisses you for the first time during sex.

the house was dimly lit, a few lights and candles here and there, with a cozy temperature. maybe that’s why, he felt different today. maybe it was the way your cunt was especially greedy today, sucking in his cock and clenching around him. he held your wrists as if he was scared to touch you anywhere else that would be deemed intimate.

“f-fuck.. s.. kuna. mhh, gooood.” you weakly mumbled, your eyes low and fucked out at the steady and quick pace he was pounding into you.

“mhh. you take it like a good little thing, won’t you, sweetheart?” he hummed into your ear, his teeth sinking into your neck as he growls.

after one or two minutes he removed his mouth from your neck, looking at the mark he left behind, his eyes connected with yours when his name left your lips. “sukunaa… feels s’ good.. please let me cum..” he felt his cock throb inside you at that, the fact you would ask him nicely before he even denied you your orgasm and then even degrade you for it.

you raised your head after he made you watch the way his cock slid in and out of you, noticing the way he was looking at your lips, the way his pace slowed down and how much deeper his cock drilled into you, “sukuna.. do you want to-

“shut up.” he growled, biting his lip as his thoughts were racing. a kiss was strictly forbidden in your relationship, and he made the rule to begin with, but then why did he feel that strong need to do it right now? “fuck..” he shook his head, what would a little kiss matter, hm?

“or don’t. i’ll make you.” his eyes closed and his lips pressed against yours, your own eyes fluttering shut and both your bodies moving in sync against each other. he pulled your lip with his teeth, grunting and pulling away to look at you. “fuck- that was too good.” his brain cursed at himself, he out of the two of you was the one to break the no rule first.

but he couldn’t help and lean in again when he saw that desperate teary expression on your face, just asking for more. before you managed to moan out his name and a half assed sentence, he brought his lips to yours again. this time you felt his tongue poke at your lips, forcing its way through.

he pinned your wrists above your head, you started making out, more messy and heated that you could ever imagine, your warm cunt started clenching down on his cock, your moans turning into mere hums and whimpers as he practically ate them up. you didn’t have to say anything, he knew you were cumming, he himself was close too, growling and grunting. “fuuck.. cumming just because i kissed you, pathetic girl.”

it took everything in him to not cum, which you proceeded to destroy, “p-please .. cum inside me.” you begged, your voice so horse and desperate, he couldn’t deny your wish even if he is the worst man alive.

his sharp eyes gave you a look that told you, ‘you’re gonna kill me.’ and you knew you were in for a long night as he immediately sped up to a deadly pace. you could feel your next orgasm approaching, a pretty moaning, sweating and mumbling mess.

“not done with you yet, little girl. in fact i haven’t even started..” he smirked and leaned in once again.

#sukuna #ryomen sukuna #sukuna ryomen smut #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jjk smut #fanfic #gojo satoru #jjk gojo #geto suguru #nanami kento #megumi fushiguro #itadori yuuji

[linaxk]

leon kennedy

og and remake re4 leon- (nsfw ofc)

idrk what this exactly is, just a dump of headcanons and imagines? just enjoy.

- before you his sex drive definitely wasn’t as high, this man loves you so much that he seeks it out with every small opportunity. you’re half naked after a shower? bricked up. you’re undressing for a shower? hard. you bend down and he gets the view from the front or the back and he’ll come up behind you or in front of you and watch as you get back up with a small smirk. you’re lying on the bed or the couch and you’re in that position where you lay on your stomach and one of your legs is at an angle, your ass poking out and curving so deliciously. he’ll sit down next to you and caress your skin, every curve and crevice.

- when he’s needy he’ll get close to you, his eyes half lidded and pressing himself into you, turning himself on more each second when he hears the words that come out of his mouth, blabbering about how good you smell and how much he needs you, asking you very nicely to just please fuck him. his hands find themselves around your waist and he’ll start almost dry humping you, trying desperately to feel a little relief. he is always so vocal, grunts and groans, shaky breaths and even whines or whimpers escaping his pretty lips as he shuts his eyes and can’t help his mouth hanging open. you try so hard to hold back and not give in to tease him for just a little longer, until he gets so loud that you can’t take it anymore, getting on top of him and telling him to work, telling him to get rid of the layers and watching as he desperately tries to remove your clothes, being careful with your pretty panties and throwing everything away, not even being bothered about his own clothes, he’ll simply undo his pants and pull himself out of his boxers, looking up at you expectantly and letting out a groan when you smirk at him, and connect your lips, making him wait for even longer. but then when you finally grind your bare pussy on his cock he’ll let out a strained groan, throwing his head back, his hands loosely on your thighs, right where your hips bend. you get to watch as his muscles tense under you, and you run your hands over his whole torso and big strong arms, your hand lingering around his throat for a moment. you can’t tear your eyes from him as he tries to keep his own open and watch the way your body moves on top of him, mumbling curse words and praises.

- when he gets needy in public, his voice changing and his breath getting quicker and that look that everyone would immediately notice, you’d tell him to wait, there’s people around. he’d purposely pull you a little further away but still in sight, kissing your neck and his hands travelling lower and lower, “need you, baby. right now..” he says in a husky voice that you just cannot resist. you’ll keep an eye out for anyone watching and look back at him, “leon.. there’s people..” you’d whisper and bite your lip, trying to hold back your own noises of pleasure. “i don’t care.. need your hands on me, please.. and when we get home i’ll fuck you real good, alright?” that’s an offer you can’t refuse, your hand found itself in his pants, palming over his erection through his boxers. sliding under the waistband of the boxers when you hear him getting louder. he’ll let out a loud grunt, and your heart races, if you’re lucky nobody heard it. your movements get faster in attempt to get him to finish faster, but he only gets louder and makes you more paranoid. “mmh, i’m sorry, you know i can’t resist.. i’m trying..” he’ll say when he notices your nervous expression, taking your free hand and bringing it to his mouth, your thumb grazes over his lip before you shove two fingers in his mouth, it feels so good, feeling his tongue swirl around them, now you understood why he loved doing it to you. when he’s about to cum you remove your fingers and warn him to be quiet and listen to his frantic breathing, so tense and biting his lips to try and stifle his sounds. when you brush yourself off and go back to whatever you were doing, he’ll hold your hand the entire time, following you and whispering in your ear about how much he loves you and how good he’ll fill you up when you get home.

- when you’re needy, you’ll sit on his lap, playing with his hair and nuzzling your head into his neck and chest. your hands around him and pressing your fingers and nails into his back, starting to move on top of him. your pussy pulsing and your panties more soaked by the second. he’ll look up from whatever he was doing and watch you for a moment with a lazy smirk on his lips. his hands always on your thighs. “what do you want, baby?” “tell me and i’ll give it to you, pretty.” when you manage to string together a few words he makes you say it again and louder this time, licking his lips when you obey and pout at him slightly, your fingers curling and your hips moving harder into him. “mhh, you want my cock, pretty baby?” “that bad huh?” “do i turn you on so much, [nickname]?” his teasing words only fuelling you more, whining and tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. “mhh, why don’t you take it yourself?” he’ll say after making you beg him to give you his cock. he’ll chuckle and laugh as you desperately try to undo his pants and don’t waste even a second as you lower yourself on him, crying out when you feel the way he stretches you out so good. he’ll take a shaky breath, trying to keep his composure, more praises and playful teases leaving his mouth, but you notice the way his voice deepens slightly. you’ll sped up your movements, not being able to say anything but throw your head back in pleasure, but he needs you to look at him and takes your face in his hand, forcing you to look at him as you bounce on top of him. he’ll play with your lips, his thumb caressing them and holding them open. “such a pretty mouth..” he will not shut up the entire time, saying how much he loves you, how he loves the way the soft flesh of your thighs and tummy press into him. how much he loves watching your boobs bounce and how tight you are, how he loves your messy hair and half lidded, cock drunk eyes. he encourages you when he notices you’re close to your orgasm, his hands on his waist and moving you up and down harder and faster. he starts getting louder when you clench down on his length and you take the opportunity to do something that always makes him lose control, inevitably making him cum inside you. you lift yourself, only his sensitive head inside you, when your cunt clenches around only his sensitive tip, he lets out a moan, gritting his teeth and his fingers digging deep into your hips and thighs. he’ll forget how much he teased you and buck his hips up into you, saying how sweet your tight pussy is and how crazy you make him as you ride off your own high. now he’s all in and he’ll pick you up, throw you on your bed and give it his all, making you lose track of how many times you cum and making a complete mess on the cute soft sheets.

- he loves giving you head, does it more often for his own pleasure than yours. he’ll come home with a little nerves and immediately look for you, his headache easing a little when he smells your sweet intoxicating perfume, but not saying any more than a “hi, baby.” and a quick kiss and he’ll get on his knees, not caring about your gasps of surprise and pull down your tiny lounge shorts, letting out a moan when he sees that you’re not wearing any underwear, pulling you closer to his face by your thighs and immediately diving into your sweet pussy, eating you out like he has been starving all day. one hand propping up your thigh and his other caressing you and finally landing on your clit, slow circles as his tongue thrusts in and out of your desperate pussy. not when you’re finished, but when he is, he’ll get up, kiss your forehead and go get changed and pick out something for you two to do.

- he also loves getting head. he never really enjoyed it, until you changed his whole world one day, on a mission when he got an inconvenient boner, you offered him a blowjob since you were the one getting him in that situation. you managed to make him crazy for your mouth. you’re so skilled at it and you make him feel so good that he started to get cocky and really confident, slapping his cock on your face and pressing the tip on your lips, praising your pretty lips and your fucked out eyes. “mmh, such a pretty mouth and it’s all mine. ruined for anyone else..” he’ll put his hand on each side of your face and thrust into your mouth, you hollow out your cheeks to make him feel even better and grip his thighs, tears staining your cheeks. “so so goood.. gonna make me cum and you haven’t even started..” when he finally does, he pulls out of your mouth, and he finishes himself off, but you call out his name and beg him, opening your mouth, “aww, want me to finish in your mouth baby?” he chuckles. you nod and open up, feeling him twitch and watching his face, his mouth hanging open and grunts escaping his throat. “swallow like the good girl you are, yeah?” he’ll say in a husky, low voice, before his warm cum coats your tongue and the roof of your mouth. thrusting into your mouth at a slow pace until the pleasure wears off, tucking himself away and picking you up, laying you down and littering your body with kisses.

#leon s kennedy #resident evil #re4make #re4 leon #leon kennedy #x reader #leon smut #headcanon

[linaxk]

sleepy moans

— simon “ghost riley w reader

“wake up, stupid girl.” the grumpy voice pulled you out of your sleep, feeling a heavy weight making the comfortable hotel mattress dip. you open your eyes to see those dark intimidating eyes glare back at your sleep clouded ones. that chain of his dangling around caused by his movements would have send you into a trance if you weren’t weakly giving in to your body’s need to sleep. your face scrunching up in confusion, you sigh loudly and throw your arms open, closing your eyes, trying to ignore whatever was going on and fall back asleep.

you felt the big man shake you slightly, tugging at the sheets covering your half unconscious body. “i said wake up, you don’t ever listen.” he squinted his eyes at you, trying to show you his annoyance, but that being ignore because of your state. “fuck.. what is it..” you mumble, your arm crossing over your eyes to shield you from the night light just beside your head.

“why the fuck are you calling my name in your sleep.” his tone was more like that of a statement than a question. regardless he wanted an explanation and a good one at that. at first he thought something might’ve happened to you, thinking you woke up in the night, feeling sick or whatnot. the next moment he hears the tone of your voice change into a breathy, higher pitched moan. he almost shot up in his bed, sitting there watching your frame trying to figure out if you were actually asleep.

“what the fuck?” he hissed. getting up, grabbing his mask off the night stand and pulling it over his face, walking over to you. he sat on your bed for a few minutes, still watching you, shifting under the bed sheets, calling out his same out again, three, four and then the fifth time. oh fuck.

he flicked on the light, attempting to wake you. “i wasn’t.. i didn’t say anything. nothing.”

“don’t play dumb, girl. i heard you. what. was. it.” you couldn’t tell wether he was offended or was actually desperate to hear you say that you were moaning his name in your sleep, because he was in your tiny cock desperate brain and appeared in your dream, pounding you into the sheets that conveniently smelled like his strong cologne and the smell of cigarettes clinging to his tight fitting shirt.

you internally panicked, which he noticed, seeing that you shivered, your thighs clenching together under the thin white bed sheet. a smirk placed itself on his lips, harshly grabbing your thigh, watching the white fabric cling around your plush thigh. “nothing! it was just a bad dream!”

you couldn’t have scientifically possible sunk even more into the mattress as he crawled on top of you, his big legs caging your thighs under him. supporting himself on his knees and one of his hands grabbing the headboard. “ouch. that hurt.”

he knew exactly what you dreamed about, playing it off as a silly nightmare or bad dream was laughable. he was gonna force it out of you, 4 am at midnight and he didn’t care at all what the consequences of his actions were going to be. he licked his lips under the mask, thinking of a way to seem oblivious and make you admit your darkest secrets to him.

“tell me or you’re not going to sleep tonight, trust me. i’ll make sure of it, [name].” he refrained from letting out a groan when he saw you try to pull the sheets higher to cover up your flushed face.

“i was just a dream! i’m sorry, lieutenant.” you gasped when his hand traveled to your waist, his thumb playing with the waistband of your frilly little pyjama shorts. he gazed at your body, reaching your eyes and staying there, trying to make you nervous with his intense stare.

“are you sure it was just a normal dream? hmm? that’s all? i won’t be mad if it was.. a different kind of dream. just.. tell me.” you took shaky breaths, your eyes wandering everywhere but to his frame, which was hard to miss.

“just.. you were in my dream. that’s- that’s why i called your name.” you took a deep breath, trying to remain calm and figure out what he was trying to do to you. he blinked at you, “what was i doing in your dream? you were practically moaning my name.” you almost did now too, his firm grip getting a little stronger on your waist, his thumb tracing circles on your soft skin, before he slid it over to your lower belly, putting a little pressure on it.

“you- you weren’t doing anything.. like that..” oh he was. and you wished for it to come true without having to press your palms together and pray to any imaginable god out there, because right now you didn’t move a single muscle. except the one all the way down, in between your thighs, your cunt clenching around nothing, soaking up the material that was covering you, even though you really didn’t have any control over it.

“i don’t believe you. you’re shaking, stuttering and your clenching your thighs together. you had a wet dream about me, didn’t you?” your eyes widened, shocked at how easy it was for him to ask that, wondering if he forgot that you were partners in a possibly deadly mission.

“ghost.. i can’t say-

“i like you calling me that even more than my actual name. mhh, falling off your pretty lips like a whisper.” he tugged away the sheets completely, pulling you lower by your legs, making you lay flat on your back. you couldn’t help put pull up your legs and close them together, your hands trying to grab hold of the sheets below your body.

“ghost, we can- ah, fuck!” you were cut off, he truthfully never cared about the rules, he only cared about what you wanted and now that you had so easily shown him what that was, it was easy for him to give it to you. he wanted it just as much, even more than you.

“there’s nothing we can’t do if you want to. just tell me what you want me to do..” he wanted to so badlyto break you, make you sweat, make you stumble over your words and eventually make you cry out in pleasure.

“nghh, fuck.. want you to.. make me feel good.” you could bet on it, that was his plan, not just since tonight, but since the second he laid eyes on you. “mhh.. that’s what i’ll do, i’ll promise you that.” he chuckled.

“[name].. describe it.” he said, his eyes followed his hands that were roaming all over your body. pinching and caressing, his hand sliding under your oversized shirt, letting out a groan when he felt your bare tits, your nipples peeking up when he took them in between his fingers.

spitting out the words was so hard, as if you had to register each letter and send a signal to your brain to have the words travel to your vocal cords. “d-describe? what do you- ah! mhh.. what do you mean?” your facial expression was so incredible to look at, the frustration that was tugging your eyebrows down, your half lidded eyes and your mouth hanging open adding the desperation that lit his insides on fire.

“tell me what i did to you in the dream. tell me, everything. every detail.” he was surprised at how much he was able to keep his composure, forcing himself to wait until he was allowed to rip everything off you and fuck you mercilessly into the hotel mattress, forgetting about why you were even here in the first place.

your looked up at him, your eyes glossy, trying to take deep breaths to calm yourself down. “you were.. kissing me.. all over.” you watched his face to see his reaction, but he wasted no time and immediately crashed his lips on yours, he should’ve done this so much earlier, he moaned weakly, the feeling of your lips connecting was even more intimate than you could have ever imagined. nobody has ever even nearly made you feel like this by a “simple” kiss. his kiss made you hungry, greedy for him.

he pulled away, attacking your neck and making you throw your head back, gasping when he nipped at your collarbone. you tried to remember exactly what he did in your dream, only vaguely recalling how he went down on you, so you removed your shorts, revealing there was nothing underneath. “fuck. were you not ashamed? i was sleeping just a few feet away from you..” his erection was very clearly on display, not hard to miss in the grey sweatpants he was wearing, twitching when he was thinking about how many times you purposely didn’t wear anything at all under your pyjamas. the choice of clothing so easy to ride up and expose you at any time. god..

“ghost.. do you.. want to taste?” you asked, his surprised expression turning into a challenging one, his voice was even deeper than usual, breathy and full of lust. “is this what happened next?” he whispered into your ear, moving down and positioning his head in between your thighs when you nodded your head.

he took a second to admire your perfect pussy. the smell already intoxicating him, he grabbed your thighs and pulled you closer in, flattening his tongue on your clit, twitching his tongue purposely. he pulled back, taking his big fingers and gathering your arousal, smearing it all over your cunt. exactly like in the dream, he went for it, like it was a trophy he won. starting slowly, but good god, he was putting in all his effort, to make you feel like nobody ever has. your eyes teared up, his mouth and hands both making you feel heaven. his thumb circling over your clit and his other hand on your thigh, squeezing whenever you were close to let you know not to come.

“ ‘m sorry, baby, but the first time you’re gonna cum is on my cock.”

he knew how desperate you were, moaning his name, tugging your hair, whining whenever he denied you your orgasm. he wanted you on the edge, for as long as he could control himself.

“s-simon.. please. wanna cum.. please, let me.” you were going to beg as much as you could, mumbling and babbling none sense until he was going to give you your so deserved orgasm.

the second he heard his real name roll of your trembling lips he changed his mind, taking back what he said earlier and ready to fuck you until you forget about everything other than him and his cock. he took a deep breath, to make sure this is really what you asked for. he took your hand and put it on his clothed erection, “want this, baby? is this what you dreamed about?” you frantically nodded your head, closing your eyes, “yes!! want it more than anything!!”

he pulled down his sweats and boxers, not bothering to take them off, an evil grin infested his face when he saw the way you moaned when you saw the sheer size of him. “is it going to fit, s-simon?” you asked, more turned on by the fact that he was possibly too big than anxious about it.

“i’ll make it fit, don’t you worry, i’ll give you every inch.” he spoke confidently, there was nothing in the world he was more sure about than this moment.

you both moaned, making eye contact when he lined himself up and slowly shoved himself inside your cunt. if he didn’t care any less, he would have came inside you right then and there. your tight walls already squeezing him, clenching down on his cock. he stopped his movements, to make sure you were okay, because in a few minutes he wasn’t going to hold back on you, giving in to his needs and his pent up desire for you. “does it feel good, baby? you want me to keep going? want me to fuck you, hmm?”

you couldn’t have made it more obvious, moaning, whimpering, dragging your nails down his back, ready to rip his shirt off. “yes!! please!! n-need nothing more!!”

he tore off his mask, his dirty blonde hair is the first thing you notice, the first time he willingly showed you his face, full on display. “s-so pretty..” you managed to mumble compliments as he started moving, faster and harder by the second, your compliments and the sounds you made only fuelling him more. he was groaning, taking deep shaky breaths, your legs tangled around his waist, he held you by your own waist, his big arms so gentle as to not give you bruises.

in a matter of a few moments you were already fucked out, not being able to control your body, your eyes rolling to the back of your head, spitting out curse words and moaning his name, completely speechless and cock drunk. he pulled out of you when you clenched down on him, not letting you cum, doing it several times until he saw the tears roll down your cheeks, begging him to let you cum.

“you wanna cum on my cock, baby? mhh, you deserve it, go on. make a mess.” he immediately felt you let go and let yourself clench around him, the squeezing and the sounds you were making causing his own orgasm. you was about to ask-

“cum inside me, please..!!”

he didn’t hold back, coating your insides with his cum, sloppily fucking into your poor cunt, practically bullying your hole, until he came down from his high.

he slowly pulled out of you, moaning all the while, locking your lips and cupping your cheek. moving to your side, kissing your neck, “was i as good as i was in the dream?”

he already knew the answer, but he was going to hear you say it. “better.” your voice was battered, your chest heaving and your eyes closing by themselves.

he felt the urge to tell you how he felt about you, but once he took a deep breath and opened his mouth to talk, he noticed that you fell dead asleep.

he closed his own eyes too, falling asleep, he was going to worry about it tomorrow.

#ghost mw2 #ghost #cod mw2 #ghost cod #call of duty #cod x reader #cod modern warfare #simon ghost riley #ghost smut

[linaxk]

under the desk

miguel o’hara/reader

you quickly shot a web at the door handle and pulled the door shut. turning around breathing heavily you tilted your head at your partner.

miguel was looking over a few stray papers lying around. “nothing important here.”, he said and let out a deep exhale. he leaned on the desk behind him and gazed at you. he saw your eyes widen for one second and before he knew it, you had shot webs at him and pulled him under the desk.

“what the hell, [name].” he had a habit of calling you your real name on missions and possibly risking your identity getting out. you shot a glare at him and removed the webs from his tied hands.

“there’s someone be quiet.” lately he’s been getting sloppy on missions, especially with you. there was a chance that he was seen from the massive window looking out over a big room that was most likely used as an office. his large form was hard to miss so you were almost positive you were seen.

“what, you think we should just stay here and have some idiot corner us in this tiny room?”, you could see the way he furrowed his brows under the mask. which he took off a moment later. “it’s too hot in here..” your hand shot up to his mouth to shush him, listening carefully to steps coming from the hallway.

he stared at your face watching your eyebrows unknot and relax as that someone kept walking down the hall after pausing in front of the rooms door you were hiding it. once you were sure, you copied him and tore off your mask, ruffling your hair. you let out a sigh. “alright-

you were about to get up as you noticed his heavy breathing, his tense body and how torturously close you two were cramped under that damn desk. it could not have gotten any hotter in that room and you were beginning to get dizzy from the tension. he had not stopped looking at you.

you dared to look up into his half lidded eyes. his pupils had become twice the size they were normally. you shuttered the second you became aware of something hard under the fabric of his suit poking into your thigh. you looked down slowly and looked back up at him with a smirk tugging at your lips.

“shut up-“ was all he said, dead glaring at you. oh you were almost trembling, never having expected that it would happen now of all times. “if you’re not going to do anything about it then let’s go, we are on a mission.” you gave him a questioning look, no way he was lecturing you while having a hard on caused by you in the middle of a mission.

“i’m not gonna let you go out like this, you know i actually like you, miguel.” his breath hitched. maybe this was strictly business you meant. it would be inappropriate to continue the mission like this and maybe you were just trying to be a good partner. oh he was wrong.. you were about to enjoy this so much.

“w-what- you’re not serious, are you?” his heart started beating faster, the thick air probably affecting his head and feeling dizzy and tingly.

“just let me help you, miguel..” your hand wandered down his stomach, over his abs to his crotch. your throat was already begging to feel his cock, you gulped when you felt the size of him in your palm. “do you want me to make you feel better? i’ll be quick, promise.”

he could not stop his head from nodding and his mouth mumbling a quiet “yes”. fuuckk.

his voice was so breathy and deep. you felt your clit buzzing with excitement. you looked at him one last time before attempting to remove the lower part of his suit. he desperately helped you out, shaking slightly. you didn’t waste a second after seeing his cock spring out and immediately wrapped your hand around it.

the sticky fluid that was covering his tip looked like candy to you in that moment. sparkling in your eye and you greedily took him in your mouth. he let out a moan, forgetting that you were supposed to be quiet. he could not quiet down. those lewd sounds and your head steadily bobbing up and down was too much for him. it felt like he was on fire and you were cooling down one part of his body. his heart skipped a beat and he let out a loud gasp when your tongue kept going over that one vein. you made sure to poke your tongue at the part under his head when you came back up. you immediately caught on and found his obvious sensitive spots.

you managed to make his whole body feel good. he was overstimulated and when he started speaking in his mother tongue you couldn’t resist and guided your hand down to your pulsing cunt. even the smallest amount of pressure you applied to your clit made you moan around his cock. which send a shiver down his throat when he felt the vibrations down his length.

he took ahold of your hair, just like you hoped, guiding your head up and down. your nose made contact with his warm skin, and trimmed hair. he sped up, making your mouth slobber all over his cock, which only egged him on. it was so filthy and you were almost ashamed of how deep he was shoving himself into your throat.

“you’re so good, mi corazón.”

it was not the first time you had heard him call you that pet name and it had the same effect. you could feel yourself clenching around nothing, aching. he seemed to notice when you tried your best to relieve yourself. his long limb slid down and found itself sneaking under the silky fabric of your black and white suit.

your cries were muffled by him bucking his hips up and making you gag. he was so big. he felt almost guilty seeing what he was doing to you, not knowing you were loving every second of it. you were making him feel so good. he was letting out ungodly sounds, more breathy and whiny with each one. he was becoming a slut for you on full display. just for you. he pulled your hair even harder and sped up his fingers on your clit. his arm was starting to hurt and his movements were getting more sloppy. you gave your best and took control once again, trying to ignore the fire in your lungs and the tears in your eyes. he let his hand stay tangled in your hair, slowly massing your head. you felt him twitch in your mouth and you picked up the speed. you were like the devil making him suffer like that. he felt himself getting closer and closer, whining and groaning to no end. finally, after what felt like hours, you felt his hot sticky cum coating the inside of your mouth. you kept going, until he came down from his orgasm, until his cum was spilling out of the corners of your mouth. when you took him out of your mouth you swallowed and gave yourself a second to breath.

the moment you raised your head, he connected your lips. he could not get enough of your soft pink lips.

when he pulled away he looked you up and down, “i’m not leaving you like this either.”

he pulled you on his lap, his fingers inching closer to your throbbing hole. you shut your eyes, feeling embarrassed by your facial expressions and the sounds you were making. the wet squelching sounds bouncing off the walls. “hermosa..” he continued praising you.

“good girl, so pretty for me.”

his thumb occasionally circling over your sensitive clit. “open your pretty eyes baby, i want you to look at me.”

the things he was saying were getting you closer and closer, which he knew, you were clenching around his fingers.

“please miguel, i want more..”

he sped up, watching you get so close only to remove his fingers. you whined at the loss of his fingers, looking at him like he stole something from you. he was getting mean, inserting his fingers and removing the again. wanting to see you whine and cry out about him not letting you cum.

“you wanna cum, pretty girl? you wanna ask for it nicely?” he was testing his luck, and he was the luckiest man to exist. you began nodding your head, “yes-s please. i-i wanna cum. please let me. miguel, please.”

“mhh, cum for me doll. i know you can, baby.”

his finger tips kept swiping over the spongy bit deep inside you, making you unable to hold back and bury your head in his neck as the pleasure washes over you.

you both waited until the thumbing feeling came to a slow. he pulled back and met your lips once again.

“what was that, mi corazón? did i make you feel that good?” he was partially in shock, that that was part of you and that you showed it to him instead of anyone else.

“i’ve never had anyone make me feel like that, miguel.” your lips were twitching and you were embarrassed to even look him in the eye.

“don’t say that [name], i won’t let you ever leave me.”

“i won’t either.”

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