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oingos-bitch · 3 years

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If you're still open for requests, Could you perhaps provide some nsfw headcanons for Rubber Soul?? I'm so attracted to that hot, shirtless rat man and I'm very desperate to find some content of him~ 🥺

Of course! 😄 Also i just had to use this screencap, I’m terribly sorry

NSFW under the cut!

The idea of aftercare’s a bit strange to him, so he wouldn’t normally stick around or bother to do anything else other than a parting kiss or a goodbye smack on the ass.

However, he wouldn’t mind spooning with you if you’re into that sort of thing. Chances are that it’ll lead to another round, though-

Rubber’s pretty standard when it comes to favourite body parts – he’s a tits, ass, and. . .surprisingly, a tummy kind of guy!

It doesn’t matter to him whether your tummy’s a bit chubby or if you don’t have much of a belly, he’ll spend a good while praising it (especially when he’s going down on you – it's one of the few moments where he’s softer rather than just absolutely wrecking every inch of your mind and body).

There will never be a day where you don’t hear him comment on your body at least once, emphasized with a squeeze or a small slap on the ass for good measure.

He loves to fill you up and he won’t be satisfied until he sees his cum leaking out of every single one of your holes.

Rubber especially loves to force your head down on his dick as he releases, grinning and chuckling at the mess of drool and cum dribbling out of your mouth.

He’s no stranger to giving head – have you seen what he could do with that cherry?

(For those of you with a vagina – Rubber would know where the clit is, and he’d tease the hell out of it with the tip of his tongue.~)

He’s quite skilled in bed – he's never had much trouble bringing anyone home and he’s quick to pick up on what his partner likes, even bringing a few new tricks into play.

Rubber’s not afraid to experiment, either.

He’ll rarely take you shopping for clothes or anything else, but he’ll gladly take you on a trip to a sex shop and have you pick out whatever you’d want.

Some items among his favourites are nipple clamps and cock rings.

If you’re shy about it, definitely expect him to smirk and list each item you’re curious about out loud, not caring who hears.

Or even go as far as to detail how he’d put it to use later on.

“Oh, this here? God, I can’t wait to see you squirm when I press this against your pretty little taint~”

Discreet? He doesn’t know the meaning of the word.

Seriously, he has no shame.

He’ll fuck you out in the open and have no qualms about it. Someone catches you two? He’d simply laugh and tell them to enjoy the show.

He’d get off to seeing your stomach bulge with his dick as he fucks you.

He’d talk a big game about topping, but he’s really more of a power bottom.

It combines his two favourite things: being served and being in control.

He’s pretty hung, with more length than girth, uncircumcised and veiny, with a downward curve and a neat patch of dark hair resting just above it all.

Likes to use ribbed condoms and watch his partner come undone above him, knowing that the sensation of the grooves dragging along their insides is driving them crazy.

It goes as a rule of thumb that this man loves to go hard and fast, only slowing down during foreplay to build up your desire, only to absolutely decimate it soon after.

Would not be afraid to ask for a quickie, even in the most awkward of situations, and he’d expect you to deliver.

One of the few times he’d top is during a quickie – he loves to pick you up and fuck you hard and fast against the wall, table, desk, what have you.

Would low-key be into mind-break. He just loves to see how he’s able to push you to your limits and more, and that pretty little face you make just adds onto his pleasure.

He’d quickly press a kiss to the corner of your open mouth before harshly gripping onto your hips, reeling back and pounding into you with newfound vigour.

He’d want to fuck you at least twice a day.

Jacking off is something he wouldn’t do that often, since he’d rather go out and find someone rather than take care of it himself.

When he does, though, it’s more of a spur-of-the-moment thing (it’s more likely to happen if he’s bored).

Although he’d appreciate getting an eyeful of you all dressed up (or not) just for him, he’d practically melt at dirty talk.

In other words, Rubber would have a voice kink.

He’d never get enough of hearing you voice out your pleasure, your praise for him – panting and groaning as he pounds in and out of you with ease, fucking you into next week.

Should you dare to hold your sweet, sweet moans back, he’d just take it as a challenge.~

#nsfw #nsfw under the cut #Rubber Soul jjba #Rubber Soul jojo #Agents of Dio #Agents of Dio x reader #Rubber Soul x reader #sorry these are so short! ><#yes i just had to include the rero rero thing #it's vital to Rubber Soul headcanons #finishing typing these at my grandma's house bc they have better internet was an...interesting experience to say the least ajkjhdjakh

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oingos-bitch · 3 years

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Glad you liked them! 😄 The Alessi simp army is expanding All according to plan~

Me 🤝 you

Becoming unintentional Alessi simps after Egg and many other's pushing

OhmyGOD yeaaaaaaa

Personally I’m blaming egg, @oingos-bitch, @mysteriouserrorrr, and @yeager-m But you GOT to admit tho That period in time where they all posted Alessi headcanons Holy shit that Idk it was like all the stars aligned or something It was kinda like a buffet of content since y’know Alessi simps don’t get much content-wise Anything more than three posts at once is probably considered a miracle maybe (dunno exactly but I can prob assume since he’s a minor SDC villain)

AND THE QUALITY OF THOSE POSTS THO

D A M N

Andandand in general it’s just

Him cutie

#reblog #it makes me so happy to know you liked the hc's :D #and in the words of Goofy #I'll fuckin do it again

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oingos-bitch · 3 years

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Reminder: Ramadan starts evening April 13 2021 and ends evening May 12 2021 (x)

This picture was taken from @jeonsnotes on instagram (x) with permission.

Feel free to reblog this and use this if your account involves swearing and/or sexual activity (including smut).

I have included some information regarding Ramadan from @jeonsnotes (which I will link at the end) below the readmore. Many thanks to @papillonsgf for bringing this to my attentions!

Keep reading

#reblog

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oingos-bitch · 3 years

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May I have your alessi hcs (both nsfw and sfw) please and thank you

Might have fucked around and accidentally made a small scenario, oops,

Hope you enjoy! (NSFW under the cut!)

He’s incredibly touch-starved. Someone help this man, please.

He’s really insecure and he takes it out on those around him.

He’s especially insecure about his body, since he’s not as toned (and a bit on the pudgy side) when compared to the most of the other agents.

As such, he appreciates any sort of praise about his body, but also finds it hard to accept.

He’s got a short temper, but he’s somewhat well at hiding it (depending on the situation).

He loves to joke about anything, and he’d be quick to make tons of inside jokes with his partner.

He’s not really well at comforting, but if someone’s really special to him he’ll try his best to cheer them up.

This usually results in either a handful of poorly-timed quips or him holding you close in a tight, warm hug.

If he’s uppity about something he’ll act as if your opinion doesn’t matter to him, but it does.

He’s the type to go bar-hopping on a particularly bad day.

As a matter of fact, that’s probably how he’d come to meet his you in the first place.

Whether he strikes up a conversation with you at the bar or meets you staggering past the park on his way home, he won’t be able to get you out of his mind.

Alessi wakes up the next day in a hungover haze, and once he feels well enough he’d take a quick shower and head to where he last saw them in hopes of seeing you again.

After waiting a while he’d feel silly for thinking that he’d have a chance and turn back towards his house, only to bump into you.

Cue him getting all flustered and surprisingly quiet once you make it known that you remember him.

Another conversation is struck up and you end up inviting him to breakfast (because heaven knows this man’s too shy to make the first move).

Surprise, surprise! You two get along shockingly well and Alessi’s feelings for you only solidify the more he gets to know you.

You catch him daydreaming as he studies the features of your face and you tease him, asking what he’s thinking about you and his face flushes a deep red.

He denies anything you throw at him – to which you only respond with more teasing.

Eventually he gathers up the courage to admit it.

He doesn’t write a letter or go up to you and say it outright, however.

You two are watching a movie one day and you start picking fun at him during a certain scene, asking if he’d really travel across the globe just to leave flowers on your doorstep.

His mouth is dry as he croaks out his reply. “Yes. . .Yes, I would.”

“Awwwee, of course you would, you’re too good of a friend,” the corner of your lips quirks up into a devilish smirk as you nudge him, “Makes me wonder if there’s more to it than that, though. . .~”

Too nervous to speak, he gulps and nods, staring ahead at the movie.

You laugh it off before you do a double take, did you catch that correctly? Did your eyes deceive you?

You wait with bated breath and blink up at him, confused, and the air thickens with a stifling silence for a few good seconds before he regains the courage to finish what he started.

He takes your hands in his as his eyes meet yours and he stammers as he speaks, trying to keep himself from looking away.

He starts to doubt himself and shows as such, his hands slipping away from their hold on you, saying that it’s best that he head home now.

You rub your thumb across the top of his hand as your other hand reaches up to cup his face, leading his gaze back to you.

You smile, and the rest is history.

You’re one of the very few people he trusts, and although it takes quite some time at first, he feels safe enough around you to let his guard down and show you just how vulnerable he can be.

When he has a bad day, he’ll go home to you and lay his head on your shoulder, venting to you as you undo his hair and burying his face in the crook of your neck when he’s done, sighing and shoulders slouching as he relaxes into you.

He’d love it if you played with his hair, it’s something that eases his nerves, even on the worst of days.

Run your hand through his hair and he’d cuddle up to you almost immediately, laying his head on your chest and letting out a relieved sigh as he drifts off to sleep.

Alessi has a habit of grumbling under his breath most of the time.

He’s decent at cooking, and will definitely make an attempt to woo you by taking on a complicated, fancy meal from time to time.

Most often it doesn’t end up very well and it frustrates him to no end, and it’ll take him a while to get over it.

He’d hate it if you tried to sugarcoat it and say it’s not that bad (when it clearly is); he abhors being lied to.

Alessi’s quite the jealous type and would hold your hand a little tighter if he picks up on someone making a move on you.

He sulks when he’s jealous, and he’d get a bit angry at the thought of him not being good enough for you.

Alessi would just cling to your side for a while until you reassure him.

He has a habit of humming when he’s in a good mood (most likely some crooner songs or something similar).

Would stick his tongue out at you if you beat him at Monopoly.

Speaking of Monopoly, he’d get really ahead of himself and buy as much as he can in one go instead of strategizing, and he’d get sour about losing later on.

He actually stops the game halfway through to go do something else, excusing it as him simply being “Too busy for this.”

It would have been a good excuse. . .If only he hadn’t used it each time he’d begin to lose at a game.

He really enjoys sitting down and having breakfast with you (it’s what helps him start the day, and he doesn’t feel as complete without a morning talk with you).

If he’s in a really good mood, you might just catch him swaying his hips ever-so-subtly to the radio, and he might just hold out his hand and invite you for a dance or two.

His eyes are a bit sensitive to the sun, and he has a bit of astigmatism.

He probably smells really nice and comforting, like soft, warm cologne.

It takes him a bit to get ready in the morning because of his hair, since he likes to take more care of himself.

Somehow both a night owl and an early bird? Takes a small nap or two during the day, though.

Chews on his lips or grinds his teeth a bit when he’s nervous.

Speaking of his lips, they’re probably soft and kissable, albeit a tiny bit chapped sometimes.

He collects bells and changes them up every now and then.

NSFW

He’s got a really long tongue and he’s not afraid to show it off.

Whether that means having his tongue roam over the inside of your mouth or inside of you, you decide!

Not opposed to ass-eating. It’s not as if he has thought about it a lot, but he is curious and he’d be down to if you brought it up.

His tongue always manages to find your sweet spot, and once he does, you bet your ass he’ll abuse that spot and keep on pressing and pressing against it until you’ve cum at least twice and you’re a trembling mess of moans and sighs above him.

He’d love it if you sat on his face, and one of his favourite positions is 69.

Any other positions he prefers would typically have you sideways or on his lap, or his face resting between your thighs.

It’s safe to say that yes, he prefers to give rather than receive when it comes to oral.

He wouldn’t really ask you to suck him off unless you offered, or on the rare case he’s extremely frustrated.

If you offered, he’d blush and stroke your hair as you go down on him, trying his best to stop himself from thrusting into your mouth, praising you in between moans.

If he were frustrated, well. . .

Expect the praises to become vulgar hisses that slither out from his lips as he face fucks you, pushing your head down onto his cock and pulling you up by your hair when he nears his release and grinning as he cums on your flushed face.

He loves nothing more than to see his cum splattered across you, marking you as his.

After this he’d waste no time in laying your onto your side and going at it.

Alessi would leave a trail of kisses down your neck as his hand reaches up to grope at your chest.

He’d mumble sweet nothings into your ear and chuckle at your bashful expression, his tongue flicking the shell of your ear.

It’s incredibly rare for him to skip a chance to snuggle up to you afterwards (the only exception being quickies, and those don’t happen as often as you’d think).

Alessi’s a sucker for praise and he’d do almost anything to hear you tell him how good he is to you.

However, this can go to his head and he’d be quick to turn the tables, making you writhe and beg for him.

He’s more of a visual kinda guy, he loves seeing you all dressed up in lingerie for him.

Or any sort of sexy getup, for that matter.

Wake him up by serving him breakfast in bed in nothing but an apron, and you’d make his day.

He’s a fan of lazy sex.

Alessi would have various nicknames for you and wouldn’t hesitate to use them, moaning out a “Kitten~,” or “Dear~” as he drives his cock in and out of you.

Especially on those rainy afternoons where you’re sitting in front of the tv, no idea what to do.

Oh, he’ll find something for you to do, all right.

Sometimes he likes to fuck your thighs while you two watch TV.

He’s well-endowed: in terms of length he’s average, but his girth never fails to give his partner an amazing stretch.

He’d love to tease you and hear you whine underneath him, begging for his touch.

Before he eats you out he’d take his sweet time in tracing your entrance around and around and around with the tip of his tongue, alternating between continuing and reaching up to flick your tip/clit.

Might deny you of your orgasm once or twice, depending on how patient he is.

Be careful with what you wish for, though -- it’s almost a guarantee that you’ll end up dry-cumming if you beg enough.~

#alessi #alessi x reader #jjba alessi #alessi jjba #alessi jojo #sfw #nsfw #nsfw under the cut #i love how i somehow ended up with more sfw headcanons rather than nsfw ones #how??

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oingos-bitch · 3 years

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Small Update!

I’m sorry for the delay in content, some stuff has popped up at home (namely, unexpectedly becoming the midwife for one of our cats), but I do have some asks lined up to post soon!

They’ll be as follows:

Alessi x reader headcanons (sfw & nsfw)

Rubber Soul headcanons (nsfw)

Chaka, Khan, and Anubis headcanons (sfw)

Oingo x male reader headcanons (yet to be determined if sfw/nsfw)

Tag games!

I’ll post as soon as possible, and again I’m sorry for the delay, and thank you all for your patience!

#update #o shit i'm gonna write

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oingos-bitch · 3 years

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Dilf oingo

Dilf Oingo?? 👀

You’ve certainly piqued my interest, good sir

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oingos-bitch · 3 years

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Since Oingo knew how to do that one cigarette trick, do you think there’s other sort of tricks he knows?

I’ve been waiting to discuss this

Short answer, yes, absolutely, Oingo would have a bunch of party tricks up his sleeve to show off (usually to cheer up his brother when he’s feeling down, otherwise it’ll be to either intimidate or impress someone, depending on the trick). He’d also stock up on party tricks like a nerd whenever he gets the chance just in case there’s an opportunity to use them

He probably had a magician tricks phase at some point ahsahkja

My other answer is not so much of an answer as it is a question -- if he knows the cigarette trick, does that mean he smokes/has smoked? Or does he just know the trick for shits and giggles? I kind of doubt that he’d smoke bc of the influence it’d have on Boingo or something like that, but then again, the man murdered someone in front of his brother and had him hide the body, so... yeah. The thought of him smoking shouldn’t really be that big of a question for me, in that case, but either way i’’l forget about it a few seconds later and it’ll creep its way into my mind again

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oingos-bitch · 3 years

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I would go to eeby deepy with my boys

how did i just see this now ahgadjah also, at the risk of sounding like a dumbass. . .what’s eeby deepy??

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oingos-bitch · 3 years

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What’s your fav soda, and if you could adopt Boingo would you?

I’m a big fan of soda, but my favourite at the moment would have to be either ginger beer (with extra, extra, just like a shit-ton of ginger in it) or coke; in general i love any type of soda, especially at room temperature!

As for Boingo, I’d adopt him in a heartbeat. Baby boy needs to be protected and loved. Not sure how it’d go at first, tho, since i’m pretty shy as well ^^” but, i do babysit my siblings and cousins pretty often, so that should help! :D

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oingos-bitch · 3 years

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why did i just get a link to a sex ed site right after i posted the smut??

where was it when i was writing? :v oh, well, for future reference, i guess

#lol

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oingos-bitch · 3 years

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Chaka x Reader -- Overworked (nsfw)

Requested by @rockeasugar!

Sorry this took so long, I haven’t written smut in a while and I wanted to make sure it came out okay ^^” I hope you enjoy, and thank you so much to @magthemage for reviewing and proofreading this! :D

(Also, as a note, the reader insert in this has boobies and puss-puss)

Slivers of moaning sighs and gasps slipped past Chaka’s lips – plump and lightly bruised from your treatment – as your hands roamed over every inch of his body. Meanwhile, your lips concentrated on his chest, all soft kisses and daring nips and soothing licks that made Chaka whine under your touch, stirring the desire that coiled in the pit of your belly.

God, you wanted him so bad. How long had it been since the last time? A few weeks? Work had been far too demanding lately and it was taking a toll on the both of you – you knew it wasn’t his fault, but goddamn, if it didn’t want to make you scream sometimes.

Speaking of screaming, you wanted nothing more than to make him scream out your name in pure ecstasy. To ride him ‘till kingdom come and he was chasing orgasm after orgasm as you drilled him into the mattress. To quit with the teasing and take him here and now. But no, that’s not the way to go about it right now; you needed to go slow, he needed to savour this moment, your every touch and praise, he needed to unwind and release after so many days of pent-up frustration and want.

And you were going to give him exactly what he needed.

A whimper escaped him as you caught a nipple in between your teeth, making you smirk. You licked the nub and stayed there a bit, soliciting more whines from him as you suckled, lightly tugging his nipple with your teeth. By the time you finished he was a shaky, moaning mess.

‘Time to move things along, then.’

You moved to palm at the tent in his briefs while your mouth worked on the soft skin of his neck. Chaka squirmed, spreading his legs and bucking against your hand, desperate to feel you underneath his pesky clothing. Slowly his fevered bucks eased as he began to feel shame for being so needy, he shouldn’t really be so impatient and why would he deserve this, anyway? It’s not as if he did something extraordinary, all he did was work when he should’ve been spending time with the love of his life. . .

You caught onto his thoughts ever since he started slowing down.

‘Oh, no, we’re not having that today.’ You thought.

You rushed him with a kiss as you pushed him down onto the mattress, your legs straddling his waist and your tongues intertwined in an adoringly sloppy, hungry, open-mouthed kiss. He huffed as you pulled away to move off of him. Settling yourself between his thighs you kissed your way down towards his underwear. Once you arrived you lowered his briefs just enough to reveal the base of his cock, and, locking eyes with him, you licked down along his v-line, smirking at the resulting low hiss he gave. You stayed there a while – teasing him with the drag of your teeth and the plush feel of your lips right above the base of his cock, so dangerously close to where he needed you – as you debated whether to continue this slowly or to just say, ‘Fuck it,’ and hop on his dick.

Unbeknownst to you, Chaka was a lot more impatient than you’d thought. You’re snapped out of your thoughts by the sudden lack of warmth underneath you, a pair of strong, calloused hands wrapped around your middle and picking you up and flipping you onto your back, the feel of the smooth bed sheets underneath your back and Chaka’s warm, strong body weighing you down as he pressed himself against you.

“ ‘M sorry, love, couldn’t wait anymore,” he muttered between clumsy bites and open-mouthed kisses, frantically making his way lower and lower. Before you could even utter his name he’d already peeled off your underwear and began to lick away at you.

“Chaka – Angh!” He held your thighs apart as his tongue thrusted in and out of your hole, his eyes shut and brow knitted in bliss as he savoured your taste and the way you clenched around his tongue.

Oh, he could only imagine how good you’d feel.

You shivered and squirmed underneath him as he ate you out, your legs trying their hardest to clench around him, but to no avail. His hands lovingly patted at your thighs, keeping you open and spread for him. Every now and then he’d thumb at your clit with the thrust of his tongue, strong and steady, the coil in your belly getting tighter and tighter.

Sensing you’re close, he removes his tongue from your needy cunt, making you whine in protest and then in pleasure as you feel the drag of his teeth against your clit. He mercilessly nibbles and laps at the pearl of nerves, relishing your breathy moans and the way you clutch at the bed sheets, and soon you feel the stretch of his thick fingers scissoring you, readying you for what’s to come.

It didn’t take much more for you to feel yourself about to slip over the edge, and once more your thighs pushed against the restraint of his arms in vain. He suckles at your clit and you arch your back – so, so close. . .

The warmth of his tongue is replaced by the chill of the room, your cunt desperately pulling at Chaka’s fingers as he removed them, quivering as he deprived you of his touch. His eyes roamed over your sinful body, drinking in your disheveled, depraved state – your heaving chest, the drool shining on your parted lips, the question in your lust-clouded gaze – as he lapped your essence from his fingers. A smirk played at the edge of his lips. “I’m not done with you just yet, love.”

A shiver ran down your spine.

Chaka made quick work of his clothes, stripping them off and throwing them aside before positioning himself between your legs and leaning down to kiss you sweetly. Pulling back, he hooked one of your legs over his elbow and a fresh jolt of lust coursed through you as his plush tip parted your labia, pressing against your entrance. He looked over to you for permission, his thumb rubbing circles on your hip. Needless to say, you nodded, grinning up at him and uttering oh-so naively, “Give me everything you’ve got!~”

That was all he needed to hear.

With a grunt he pushed into you, hissing at the feel of your silky warmth enveloping him. He felt you up as you adjusted to his length, pushing the fabric of your shirt up to squeeze and massage your breast as his other hand kneaded your thigh. It wasn’t long before you tired of waiting, squirming underneath him and angling yourself to buck against him, desperate for just a fraction of friction, growing more and more irritated by the second, while your lover’s hungry stare locked onto you in amusement.

“How cute, trying to fuck yourself on my cock, I see?” Chaka’s hand shifted from your breast to the small of your back, leaning down to press against you and lifting your leg higher.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” he whispered, nipping at your ear, “You’ll get what you want.~”

His hips pulled back and snapped into you and you jolted at the feeling, gripping onto his arms for dear life as he thrust in and out of you harshly, his dark chuckles drowning out the wet slap of his hips against your needy cunt. Your cries of pleasure reverberated throughout the room, music to his ears, and spurred him on further – he bit and suckled ravenously at your collarbone, leaving a collage of deep marks to serve as a reminder of who you belonged to, all the while purring about how good you are for him, how deliciously tight you are, how he’d wish he could have taken you sooner.

“Do you know – Engh – just how badly I wanted -- Hah -- wanted to fuck you against the barn like a dog?” He huffed, suddenly pulling out of you. He smirked. “But I guess you’re the dog here,” he flips you over once more, propping you up on all fours, “Panting and begging like a bitch in heat.”

He emphasizes his words with another harsh thrust, filling your sopping, hungry cunt to the hilt with his girth, the position allowing him to fuck you even deeper. He didn’t waste any time chasing his release, drilling into you in a fever of lust, his lips sullying your name with a slew of curses, his lips shut in ecstasy as he relished the feel of you.

Not that you were any different, trying in vain to maintain the near-absent rhythm, bouncing and backing onto his cock with each and every thrust, reveling in the sensation of his cock grazing along every inch of your velvet insides. Suddenly he grasped your hips, pulling them closer as he reached one hand down to your dripping sex, the calloused pads of his fingers rubbing against your clit and making you keen. A throaty groan escaped his pretty mouth as your insides clenched around him, urging him to continue.

His fingers continued to abuse your clit and you could feel yourself approaching the orgasm you’d been deprived of earlier, and as you moaned Chaka’s name you briefly considered to plead to let you cum, hoping he wouldn’t be so cruel to deny you of it this time.

Fortunately for you, it didn’t seem as if that’d be the case.

His thrusts grew more erratic and frenzied as he pressed wet kisses to your back, his nails digging into your hip. “I’m close,” he stammered in between pants, switching from rubbing at your clit to palming it shakily in tandem with his thrusts, soon removing his hand altogether as he felt you tremble below him.

You reached your orgasm first, rasping out his name as the coil in your belly unwound, seeing stars as your cunt contracted and spasmed around his girth, coating him in your milky essence. Your legs gave way and you collapsed onto the bed in a sweaty and panting pile, whines escaping your open mouth as he continued to pound into your drooling hole.

Above you, Chaka began to slow gradually, grunting out fragments of your name as he dished out his last few thrusts, burying his dick as deep into you as he could, letting out a shaky gasp and pulling you flush against his hips as he spilled into you, filling you to the brim.

Reluctantly he pulled out of you, taking a while to admire the mess he made of you, leaning down to press a soft kiss next to your poor cunt before collapsing beside you. Peppering your face with more kisses he wrapped a blanket around you both, draping an arm around you as you rested your head on his chest, the thick fog of sleep claiming your minds.

Or at least, that’s what would’ve happened, if only he hadn’t found cuddling as an excuse to grind against you. And now here you were again, with your lover rutting against your ass, one hand between your thighs, and the other rubbing at your bruised hip, his teeth grazing lazily over your sweet spot.

“Um. . .Round two?”

“. . . Just get on with it.”

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