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Y’all I’m not back just yet but expect a return soon, shit got fucking nuts in my life lmao my long term partner dumped me and I went psycho mode but ya girl has found peace and love in herself so I’m returning to hobbies I enjoy

Thanks for the continued support and the patience

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Aight, sorry y’all I’ve like taken this month off for myself. I got a new job and then my tooth started hurting so I’ve been waiting for my root canal day, which is tomorrow, and have been busy being in writhing agony while trying to talk to customers without acting like I’m dying and that takes a lot outta ya girl cause I don’t even like talking to the people I like, let alone random customers. My social battery has been zapped so my writing has been on a hold. And my partner for 4 years is moving in 2 weeks and I’ve been mad anxious and upset over it while trying to remain supportive but I’m a big asshole baby who can’t handle this

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If you notice my writing style change halfway through any one of my posts it’s bc I went from horny af-to not- to horny af like I’m on a fucking rollercoaster

my birth control pills fuck with that so bad lol

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I LOVE YOUR WRITING SO MUCH! So could you write a kiku drabble/imagine of him taking his pent up stress out on us and just becoming a total DOM

Thank you! I have good days and so many not good days that it really feels good to know it’s still coherent and descriptive enough that people are enjoying what I write.

Minors DNI

Yao’sKiku didn’t know what was wrong this time. He couldn’t calm down. Lately, with the sudden rise of work being dumped on him and the hustle of going to meeting after meeting, on flight after flight, going to country after country, he was just excited to go home but this time, he just couldn’t relax.

He’d tried it all, bathing, sauna, exercise, meditation, aromatherapy, cleaning, eating, it’d been 2 days since he’d gotten home but nothing was working. He felt as though his sleep quality had dropped and that was the final straw. He sat on his couch, head in his hands as he enjoyed the silence for a moment. Kiku made an effort to clear his head, but that cloudy feeling remained. He picked up his phone and made a call, his leg bouncing frantically as he waited for you to answer him. The phone rang and rang and when he heard your voicemail he growled. He called again, and when you picked up your phone and said “hello?” Kiku was quick to cut to the chase. “Come over.” He demanded. His attitude had clearly caught you off guard as you stayed quiet for a second. “Kiku?…are you ok?”

“I need you. To come over.” He sounded gruff and tired. “Please y/n.” He sighed, knowing you were nodding your head. “Okay…okay sure yeah I’m free I’ll be over in a minute.”

“Thank you. Please get here safely.” And with that he hung up the phone, tossing his cell to the side as he sprawled himself out on his couch. You were a source of comfort for him, perhaps you could help. He’d apologize for the attitude when you got there.

Kiku heard your knock at his door, but instead of his usual rush to open the door and greet you, he shouted from the living room. “It’s open.” He heard you shuffle in, matching your noises to the images of you taking your shoes off and setting your bag down in its usual place. “Kiku?” You called out to him, he felt his spine tingle. “In here.” He responded. You seemed meeker than normal, but perhaps you were just being careful, it’s been a while since you’ve seen him in a bad mood.

“Did you just get home today?”

“Couple days ago.” He says, his head turning to look at you lazily form over his shoulder, eyes scanning your form, your hips, as you walked through his home and in front of him. His head turns as you walk by him, tired eyes looking at you tantalizingly. “Y/n.” He closes his eyes and takes a breath in, his head leaning back as he does so. He lets his breath go and drops his head to hang down, his arms up on the back of the couch. “Come here for a minute.” He pushes himself from his leaning position, now hunched over his legs, his elbows resting on his knees, his hands folded together under his chin. He saw the way you hesitated, and cocked his eyebrow. “Y/n, now. Please.” And as you walked to him, he reached his arms out, hands grabbing at the sides of your thighs and pulling you into his lap. “Good girl.” You straddled his waist, your arms wrapping around his neck and pushing his messy hair back. He never looked so disheveled. “Kiku you look…” “I know.” He grumbled and took a deep breath of your scent. He rested his head on your shoulder and gathered you up in his arms. His lips pressed to your skin, Kiku thanking whatever god told you to wear such a thin dress with those little tank top straps as he pulled your shawl from your shoulders. His skin was hot to the touch, his eyes were dark and hazy, he sucked and bit at your skin. Kiku’s hands pulled at the clasp of your bra “Y/n. Take it off.” You did as you were told, gentle and delicate as you pulled your bra from your body and set it aside. He pressed his hands to the sides of your breasts, and furrowed his brow. It wasn’t enough, he needed more. He pulled the straps of your dress down your arms, and when you moved to block your chest out of shame, he grabbed your wrists ferociously and dragged your arms back over his shoulders. “Keep still.” He glanced up at you, watching as you nodded. His tongue flicked over your nipple, watching as it grew, peeking at the cold air mixed with his saliva. He teased and prodded at your peaks with his thumbs, biting down gently whenever he pleased and letting his hands wander the skin of your torso and neck. “Y/n, kneel.” he directed, and you slid from his lap to the floor in front of him, your hands folded in your lap as you knelt in front of him. He watched for a moment as your chest heaved. He stood for a moment, eyes never leaving yours as he untied the strings on the band of his pants and slid them down a bit, sitting back in his spot. “Kiku…” you began but were shushed. “Just a minute, 姫” he couldn’t really wait much longer. Kiku pulled his cock from his boxers, and gestures for your to come closer. You reached your hands up to hold his erection but hesitated, hands going back to your lap. He smirked, the first crack he’d had since he returned home. “Good girl. Wait for me.” He put his hand on your head and stroked your hair. His other hand holding out in front of you. “Spit.”

You spit in his hand.

“More.”

You hold out your tongue and let the drool fall from your mouth and into his hand.

“Enough.” He retracted his hand, spreading your saliva around his cock before grabbing hold of it, squeezing tightly and pumping his fist. His length pulsated at the sensation, and he hissed through his teeth. He looked to you, your pretty eyes watching carefully with your lips in a little pout you thought he wouldn’t notice. His hand moved to the back of your head, pulling your hair gently to get you to look up at him. “Don’t you look at me like that, 姫. I’m in no mood for this.” You poured a little more and looked away from him but nodded your head. Kiku allowed you to sit back as he jerked himself off. He sighed and moaned and rolled his hips, but it wasn’t enough. “Y/n. Open your mouth and put my cock in it.” Kikus smirk returned when you obliged him immediately. “Make me cum.” He demanded, feeling a bit like a king. You’d only really done something with Kiku like this once, but you fell into submission to him so easily he knew you’d be exactly what he needed today. He laid back and watched as you gripped his length in your hand, your cheeks hollowing out as you sucked him off. He watched as you sucked and licked and kissed and tried your best you make him cum as best as you could. Kiku could feel himself building up rather quickly, he knew he was going to cum any minute now but he wouldn’t tell you. He was in a mood and wanted you to just make it better however he wanted. This would make him feel better. And released without warning, only giving you cues from the way he moaned your name and pulled at your hair.

You cough as you choked down his cum, your eyes watering from the sudden liquid sliding down your throat. “Kiku.” You gasped and drowned at him, but what a mistake that was. Kiku gazed at you, that cold hearted look in his eyes as he pulled you up by your hair, not too roughly, never too roughly but it was a warning. He stood with you, and pushed your over his couch. He dragged the skirt of your dress up over your waist and rubbed his fingers over your soaked panties. “Hmm…you always get so wet when you suck my dick.” He teased you, your hair still pulled back in his fist. “Do you like sucking me off?”

“Yes Kiku.” You sigh, pressing your hips into his touch. He pulled his hand from your panties and quickly slapped your ass. His slap was hard and fast, it felt like being whipped with something foreign. You cried out and turned your head over your shoulder to look at him. “Eyes forward.” He ordered, giving your ass another smack. You moaned and buried your face into the cushions. “Eyes. Forward.”

“Kik-oooh.” You howled as his hand met your ass once more. He moved over your back, his hand letting go from your hair and instead gripping your throat gently. He pulled your underwear to the side, rubbing his fingers over your cunt and scooping up your juices, licking them off his fingers. “You like it when I’m rough with you…you’re so dirty. What a naughty girl. You want my cock in you? Huh?” He stuffed his finger in your mouth before you found the words to respond with. “Don’t just say yes…Say it, y/n…”

“I…I wanted you in me.”

His hand squeezed your throat tighter.

“I want your cock in me, Kiku! Please fuck me, please!” You gasped, the threat of his hand on your throat looming over you. Kiku turned you to face him, kissing you and madly battling your tongue with his own. You were breathless and your head was in a fog as he laid you down on the couch, throwing your legs up over his shoulders and lifting your back off the couch. He gave your pussy a long, wet stripe of his tongue before dropping you lower to line his cock up to your entrance. Kiku pushed your legs closer to your body as he leaned over your, his tip dipping down into your cunt with a groan. “Oh fuck…きもちいい” He pushed your legs from his shoulders and grabbed the back of your thighs, pushing your knees up and to either side of your body. He used your legs as leverage and with every thrust of his hips into yours, he watched your face twist and your gaze go soft. Once fully encased deep in your cervix, he moves his head to lick up your calf. His pelvis retracted from yours, painfully slow, teasing you but slowly sliding himself back in as he bit down on the flesh of your leg. As you grabbed at the cushions beneath you, he picked up his pace, his unrelenting speed causing you to make those dumb faces. “Mmm, yeah baby that’s right.” He muttered, his tongue swiping over the skin of your ankle. “I’m gonna fuck you stupid.” His promise rang in your ears, Kiku rolled his eyes at your silence and once again sped up his thrusts. Every slapping sound of your skin connecting seemed to make him go deeper, harder, rougher until you came. As you cry out and tremor under him, he slows his pace, riding you out through your orgasm. Kiki bares his teeth as he feels every iota of your squishy walls pulling him in, gripping onto his sensitive tip, hugging his shaft so snug. “Ah, hah-“ he pulls his hips from you but it’s too late, he’s spilling his seed in your pussy. He can hardly contain himself, his toned muscles flexing and his body shaking made the space he surrounded look that more dominating and masculine. His hands released your legs, his body resting on yours and his arms laying on either side of your head. Kiku huffed and hummed whilst snuggling his head in the nape of your neck, his hips still rolling into yours.

He wasn’t done, he was far from done.

#hetalia #hetalia x reader #hetalia headcanons #hetalia imagines #hetalia lemons #hetalia smut #hetalia x fem!reader #kiku honda #honda kiku #aph japan #hws japan #hetalia japan #hetalia nsfw

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I need to read more about dilf rich car guy Yao

I want dilf car guy yao to spank me. I’d actually pay money for any handsome older Asian guy to give me a glimpse of attention but I’m a thirsty slut so idk man.

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Yao’s known for his flair, he’s a flashy man who enjoys the luxuries of life to their fullest. So it’s unsurprisingly in the ways he declares his love for you, a gorgeous younger woman from another country. He spends a pretty penny on your favourite items, all things listed in passing during your little chats when he visits your place of work. “Yao…” you sigh as he catches your eye while you’re walking to your bus stop. There he is, leaning on his Nissan Skyline R34. Now this isn’t his most expensive car, but it’s his favourite, the handling is best for drag racing at night. “Aaah, miss y/n…need a ride home today?” The smoke from his cigarette billows over his shoulder, he reaches it up to take a drag as he waits for you. “Yao, you know…I’m not too sure I trust you in the drivers seat, it’s scary driving with senior citizens after all.” You joke and he grins. “Wow, sassy.” What a good looking man he was when he smiled. He pushed the sleeves of his button up over his forearms and beckoned you with his finger. You practically melted then and there, the sight of that motion was so sultry coming from him.

It takes no convincing you, you’re in his car as soon as he offered it up. Yao was a respectable man, although a tad out of touch with someone your age, someone in the working class. The greying locks of his hair gave away his age more than anything however, he was so youthful and fresh, and yet so mature and confident, as expected of someone Yao’s age. He was bold and eccentric in all the best ways, but often you wondered what made him so attracted to you. It was simple though, he preferred the company of pretty young women. Yao had a lot of girls he had his eyes on, but you were his favourite, you bantered well with him, and he loved to spoil you, if you’d let him he’d take care of you for as long as you needed him to. He’d pay your bills and rent and give you gifts and clothes, whatever you wanted.

You made yourself comfortable in the passenger seat of his Skyline. He looked over to you and watched carefully, unsurprised when you crawl over the centre console to give him a little peck on the cheek. He feigns his shock, pulling his sunglasses from his face and covering his mouth. “Don’t tease an old man, y/n” he’s hardly an old man, a man in his mid fourties is no geezer but he likes to play with you.

“Who said I’m teasing?” you wrap his tie around your hand and pull him in closer to you. Yao’s hand is him your hair as he catches you lips in his, guiding you through the kiss. He bites your lower lip gently, and you are quick to respond by licking his. As your tongues slide over each other he groans, pulling you over from your side of the car to his, settling you in his lap. His hands meet your back, sliding down the fabric of your shirt and under breath, his cold fingers making you shiver as he rubs his thumbs over your waist.

He’s slow in taking your cardigan off your shoulders, lifting your shirt to expose your breasts to him. This wasn’t your first time starting up with him in one of his cars, yet every time it gave you butterflies and made your heart race when he helped himself to you. He cups your breasts in his hands, gathering up handfuls of you. He’s greedy in how he pulls you to him, the way he takes in the sight of your chest rising and falling, the sound of you oohing and aahing at his touch. “Yao.” You stop him. “are you going to take me home?” You ask him, your hair falling in your face as you settling into his lap, rolling your hips to teasingly push your little pussy against his throbbing erection. He groans at the pressure and chuckles a little at your innocent little question.

“How about I take you to my place?”

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I am of the belief that quietest men are the nastiest, so can we get some more Mathew content? Fell free to write from your heart with this man

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Imagine Matthew holding your mouth wide open, clenching your jaw in his grip and his fingers are giving into your cheeks, he spits in your mouth and makes you swallow it.

Matthew trying to run out a quick one in the bathroom stall of wherever you two are on a date cause he can’t focus if he doesn’t. Not when you wear that tight little black dress. He comes back and it’s so obvious what he’s done, he’s breathless and flushed.

Matthew locking you under his control by tightening the grip on the collar and leash he convinced you to put on for him. You’re on all fours, looking up at him from the tall mirror in his room. He’s sitting behind you, your leash in hand tethering you to him. He’s sitting with his shirt unbuttoned half way, dress pants perfectly creased. This is his favourite way to release tension after a long day of meetings and bullshit. “Turn around and crawl to me.”

Imagine catching Matthew touching himself as he buries his face in a sweater you left at his house. He doesn’t seem to see you as he stroked his big, hard length, his tip red with the pressure building as he thinks of you. “Oh…y/n~” he sighs dreamily.

Matthew giving you gifts that make him embarrassed like lingerie or toys. Stuff that makes him think he’s being weird but they always turn him into an animal the moment you give him the green light.

Matthews not against slipping his thumb into your ass while he’s thrusting his cock in you. he likes that little yelp of surprise and confusion you make.

Matthew on his knees, hand tied behind his back, eye blindfolded, and he’s out of breath, pleading with you to let him go as you suck him off for the 6th time that night. He’s sensitive and crying out as even the slightest touch, but you know he loves it from the way his cock springs up just moments after he’s released. He loves the attention.

#hetalia #hetalia x reader #hetalia headcanons #hetalia imagines #hetalia lemons #hetalia smut #hetalia x fem!reader #aph canada #hws canada #matthew williams #18+ #18+ only

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WHOA loving the influx of rqs today

🥲 I’m trying to catch up, there’s quite a few left over in my inbox lol.

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hi my love!! can i have headcanons for canada?

Hes so hot I’d literally lick the ground he walks on.

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Matthew bulge loves to masturbate. He spends a lot of time alone and locked away in his own space that he’s turned it into a little ritual for himself. He could spend hours living himself up and pumping his cock with his hand, envisioning whatever scenario he pleased.

Matthew loves sloppy head, he loves the look of someone so desperate to please him that they degrade themselves, covered in spit with their makeup running, tongue hanging out from their mouths with strings of spit latching from his pelvis to their chin.

Matt is so weak for short shorts and miniskirts paired with those big white sneakers. He’s not normally the type to leer at women but the look of girls in the summer, their sun kissed skin of their upper thigh peeking out from under the fabric of their little bottoms. He’d be on the floor on all fours in a moments notice if they asked.

Matt’s a fucking switch. God tier dom and an absolute worshipper when he’s a sub. He prefers to dominate but on the occasion you catch him in a mood, he’s shyly lick your feet if you asked him nicely.

Matt’s the jealous type, he absolutely gets jealous and no one can convince me other wise. If his partner or love interest in even talking to someone he thinks she might be attracted to he goes fucking ballistic inside. He’s the type to pull your hair back from your face gently, looking over your from behind as he pulls your hair in his hand to bend your neck back to look at him. He needs reassurance, and that’s his way of telling you, when he takes a soft handful of your hair.

Matthews the type to hump pillows, hands shaking as he rubs his cock into the plushness, growling as he keeps himself from cumming too soon.

Matthews a biter. He loves to bite and mark up his baby girl. He’s so desperate to prove himself sometimes that he gets a bit carried away.

#hetalia #hetalia x reader #hetalia headcanons #hetalia imagines #hetalia lemons #hetalia smut #hetalia x fem!reader #aph canada #hws canada #matthew williams #18+ only #18+ #18+ fanfic

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husband alfred fcking his pregnant wife owo… just discovered ur page and I fkin luv it bruv 😘🥰

Oh oh yaaaaaaah!!!!!

Hope you love getting blue balled cause I cum and go as I please with this blog look

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It was the way you looked first thing in the morning nowadays that really set Alfred off. Your cute little pyjamas, specially made for your growing baby, just had him rock solid. The fabric that thinned over your lustrous, heavy tits, your nipples hard. He couldn’t take it anymore. Alfred pulled the fabric from your chest and latched on to the skin of your breast. His tongue tracing up to your nipple and rolling it with his muscle. “Y/n…baby girl…” his voice was like honey, so gooey and sweet as he gently pulled you from your slumber. “Alfred… mmmf.” You moaned as he bit your nipple, they were so sensitive since you hit your 7th month. “A-Alfred ah please.” You pushed at his shoulders but he remained, sucking and lapping at your tits. He pressed his hands into the mattress and moved his body to hover over yours, careful to not press on your belly.

“Sit up a bit, baby.” He instructed and watched as you shifted yourself up, your hair wildly sticking out from the braid you out it into last night. He smiled at your glow, you’d become such a goddess since you started carrying your baby, his baby. He shimmied his body down flat, laying on his stomach and pulling your little gown up, half of your bump covered by its soft fabric. He brought his tongue to your clit and slowly pushed on it, rolling and massaging the little bud, his hot breath coating your pussy. “You’re so beautiful. I can’t believe you’re going to have my baby.” He’s close to sobbing at the thought, his thankfulness to your bodily sacrifice to carry his son coming out in every lick and suck to your clit. He could eat you out for hours, he loved to watch as you struggled to keep your composure, that look of shyness since you’ve gained your motherly weight was too cute. You were such a sight to see, what a beautiful pregnant wife you were. You deserved it all, his money, his love, his devotion, his worship.

You moaned and shook at every loving taste he got of you, his fingers sliding in and out of your tight little pussy. “Oh my girl, are you gonna cum? Are you going to cum for daddy? Do it baby, cum for me, cum for daddy, I need you to cum for me, please. Please baby.” He begged, desperate for you to release on his fingers and tongue. And when you do, and you feel that tension burst deep in you, you feel your growing child toss, his little foot pressing to your bump. Alfred watches in awe as that wee bulge pushes out of your tummy and disappears. You’ve been a blushing mess since Alfred started to declare himself daddy. He was so bold and caring, even more so since your pregnancy announcement.

Alfred pulls you down on the bed gently from your hips, guiding you to lay back down, laying you to your side and lifting your leg up. You can hardly move as he cradled you on his arms, his cock exposed from his underwear and pressing against your entrance. “I need to be in you so badly.” He whined as he pushed his cock slowly, deeply into you. “Ah, aaah, hah, oh god it can’t be this tight. It’s so hot babe, you’re gripping me so tight.” He’s exasperated as he thrusts his cock in and out of you. Pumping you full of his only growing erection. “Alfred, h-hah be gentle.” You move your arm up and back to reach him. His chest pressed to your back and he kissed your neck. “I’ll try, I’ll try for you. Oh god~” he huffs. “Only if you call me daddy.”

“daddy…be gentle.”

“Mmm beg me.”

“Daddy…daddy please be careful, you need to be gentle for the baby.” Your hand left his hair and cradled your belly.

“Of course, anything for you.”

He slowly rolled his hips, the feeling of his hard member pulling in and out of you at such a slow pace was almost too much for the both of you. Alfred clung to you, his face buried in your hair and neck as he filled you up as far as he coins reach. “B-baby I’m going to-I’m going to cum. I’m going to cum, I’m going to cum in your baby.” He sputtered and stuttered and fell over his words as he strained to hold himself back while ropes of his semen drenched your walls. You pushed your ass up and back against him, knowing he loved when you were as desperate as he was to feel him in you for as long as you could.

Alfred smiled and his head fell back onto the pillow, gently thrusting his hips against you, the sensation of his cum spreading over your walls caused you to quiver. Alfred could hardly explain it to you, but since you’d become pregnant, he was even more attracted to you than he had been before. Perhaps one baby wouldn’t be enough for him.

#hetalia #hetalia x reader #hetalia headcanons #hetalia imagines #hetalia lemons #hetalia smut #hetalia x fem!reader #alfred jones #aph america #hws america #18+ #18+ only

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maybe you could write more about nyo belarus being a complete and utter degenerate yandere 👉👈 thank you in advance

He’s such a garbage person I love him.

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Heavy hands fall to Nikolai’s side. He can feel that familiar cold, dead feeling rush through his forearms and into his hands as his blood fills his veins again. Having your arms up for so long, holding something so heavy up off the ground can leave you feeling weak.

Having let go of the weight, he looms over the crumpled remains of another man’s body. His adrenaline fades as quickly as it came and suddenly he can feel the sting of the cut across his chest. It’s deep but he hardly notices it anymore. It blends to the rest of the scars covering his body. “Pathetic.” He spits, the wet clump splattering over the man’s blue face.

He expected you to be scared, but when he saw that bottom lip of yours quiver at the sight of him, he felt the torment. “What did you do?” You asked, but Nikolai couldn’t find the words. “Oh god.” You looked sick, you looked like you could vomit from the sight ahead of you at any moment. “He was dangerous. He got up and was following you I couldn’t just let him-“ he was cut off by your shriek. “you’re fucking dangerous!” Those words cut deeper than the man, lying dead on the floor, could ever cut him. “I’m not, I’m not dangerous, I’d never hurt you.”

“Who even are you?” That’s right. It suddenly dawned on him. He spent so much time watching you, only engaging in small ways that he never took the time to think that you didn’t know him. That was fixable.

You struggled so hard, your tears filling your eyes to the brim, large streaks of the salty liquid fell down your cheeks as Nikolai pressed his body into your, your back pinned to the wall behind you, his knee trapping your legs apart from each other. He leaned over your shorter frame. “I did it to save you. Calm down.” He sneered, almost annoyed at the commotion you were making but when you let loose a scream, his gloved hand grabbed your wrists and dragged them over your head. His other hand covered your mouth. “Calm. Down.” He demanded, his icy blue eyes locked with yours. As you breathed deeply through your nose, you whimpered as his hand grabbed your cheeks tightly. “Don’t you think you should say thank you?” He muttered, his gaze following the tears that coated your eyelashes. He’s in awe of your effortless allure. He can feel his heart rate pick back up, his urge to touch you becoming stronger with every passing moment. “I’m going to take my hand off your mouth. Don’t scream.” The fear in your face said it all, you wouldn’t make a sound. Such a good girl for him. His hand slipped off your mouth, he caught the leather glove on his hand between his teeth and pulled his long, slender fingers from them. You shake and tremble as you watch him, watching as he glances from your eyes to your reddened lips. His ring and middle fingers slipped between your lips, the tips of his fingers running over your tongue. “So warm.” Nikolai hummed. His eyes practically rolling to the back of his head as he felt up your wet mouth. You gag and cough as he slides them too far to the back of your throat. Nikolai’s elated, you can tell from the blush tinting his cheeks.

The man who, using his pure strength, held a man up and choked him til he lost his life, was thrusting his fingers in your mouth. He smirked to himself and bit his lip. You were being violated by him. Only him. He was the only one allowed to touch you, look at you, talk to you, breathe the same air as you, smell you…only him, this stranger who fell in love…no, this sick twisted attraction to you. You were too scared of him to fight back any more. “You’re such a good girl.” His body relaxed, leaning over you in a more comfortable posture. Your lips latched around his fingers and he practically moaned. “That’s my girl.” His chest rises and falls quickly, but his expression is cool as he watches you suck at his skin. “My girl.”

#hetalia #hetalia x reader #hetalia headcanons #hetalia imagines #hetalia lemons #hetalia smut #hetalia x fem!reader #nyo!belarus x reader #nikolai x reader #18+ only

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My most popular post to date is Belarus being an actual fucking cretin, y’all are gross! I love u guys :3

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Omg that breeding kink post 🥵

Me being the APH Canada simp I am is BEGGING to see him with a breeding kink as well. 🥵🥵🥵🥵

Matt’s moans were more like cries, his body in ecstasy as he pumped his hips against yours. Never before had you seen him so out of control, so temperamental. “M-Matt!” You sobbed as he continued to fuck your pussy like it was his job, and boy did he love his job. For the first time, you two had decided to duck without a condom, and he was getting a bit carried away. His one hand gripping your wrists, pulling them behind your back as the other head your hips to keep them steady. He was the one telling you what to do, he was the one who got to feel real pleasure for once. Your eyes rolling back, you could barely make sense of up from down or left from right, he was fucking you senseless. “M-matt, slow Dow- AH!” You gasp and whip your head around. His hand met your ass with a crisp slap, now grabbing the flesh and groping your bruised cheek. He looked at you, warning you to leave him be. He pulls you up and backward, your back meeting his chest and your arms locked behind your back. “I can’t hold back, I’m going to cum in you.” He grunts. “I have to cum in you.” His soft voice echoed in your head over and over. “We can’t! Don’t you dare!” You cry out but your reminder and plea go unheard. Completely ignored. He’s in a trance as he pushes your face back down into the mattress, his cock filling you to the brink as he pushes deeper and deeper. He wants to be in you, he wants you to have his cum permanently marking your little hole so you’re branded as his. “Let me do this.” Matt begs, “just this once, let me do this. You just feel so good, I can’t stop. I can’t stop myself. You feel so good…so good. So good.” He’s lost his mind, the man’s gone mental from your pussy. He can hardly hold himself together as he fills your little pussy so full of his cum you’re practically leaking. His body retorting his organs by fucking that cum further into your pussy, flooding your insides with its warm goo. “S…sho good.” He mutters, in awe at the sight of your quivering pussy practically drinking what he’s given it. “Do…do you want more?” He asks, those big innocent eyes watching you for an answer. Not that it mattered, he was getting what he wanted by any means.

Matt’s a little nasty bitch I like him

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Give a minute to think about how fucking HOT it would be to get absolutely railed by our favourite freak Alfred and our favourite pervert Nikolai at the same time!?!??!!!!! I will be writing this.

#hetalia #saucy speaks

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Hello welcome back! You should so write about how Alfred has an breeding kink bc I 100% believe he does

Mmmmm yes absolutely agreed that this man loves to cream pie. Tbh who doesn’t tho?

Sort of non-con, pls be wary. Breeding + pregnancy kink.

Alfred’s totally the type to talk a lot during sex, like a ton, like too much. He keeps rambling on about how good you feel and how he can’t hold himself back anymore before he suddenly takes a turn. His features darkening as he presses you into the mattress with his weight. You’re trapped by him, his pecs pressed against the skin of your back as he grabs your hands in his. Your ass pressed up against his hips, he mutters and whines as he begins to snap his hips back and forth. “This time I’m gonna put a baby in you~♡” You try to wiggle to turn and tell him to not goof around but when his hand releases your and presses against your throat, you realize he means it. The madman took the condom off, you could feel the difference of his cock ,completely bare, rubbing against your velvety walls. “You’re going to be such a good mom. You’re going to look so fucking sexy with my baby in your belly.” He cries out, his hand tightening around your throat. You can’t move, you can’t speak, your breath is being taken away with every determined thrust. He’s deeper inside of your than he had ever been before. You’re incoherent as you try to let out some noise but as he shakes and shifts, moaning your name, you realize he’s already done it. He just came inside of you. He pulls back to watch his hard work seep out of your swollen cunt, Alfred’s fingers scoop up what seeps out and stuffs it back inside, causing you to cry out. “Don’t waste it.” He watches as you struggle to sputter out even a word, only whimpers falling from you while he spreads the cum all over your entrance. “You liked it hm?” He’s entranced, eyes locked on to your pussy as he finger fucks his cum back inside. Sudden it dawns on him, and he turns you onto your back, his body overnight over your as he presses his lips to your forehead. “Hey babe, I just realize, it takes more than one time to make a baby right? So let’s just keep going til you get pregnant!”

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Imagine Kiku taking those big long and deep breaths as he pressed his face into the crook of your neck. His hands holding you close to him as he slowly pulls his cock from you before snapping them back in and giving that little whimper of pleasure cause he’s so fucked out but can’t stop.

I’d simply pass away.

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I’m back, besties.

I got bombarded with a bunch of emails and calls because I am like horrendously indent after Covid but I’m sorted out and even more poor than before so let’s write to forget about life!

#saucy speaks

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I haven’t been writing sorry, came down with a case of being a stressed adult :/