#🥂.penetration

[sir-kuroo]

🥂 f!reader, rough mirror s*x, creampie, praise kink, deep penetration, dacryphilia, slight size kink

"𝘊𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵?" He pointed towards your reflection as he slowly penetrated you from behind with you slightly bent over on the vanity table. “We look so good together.” He whispered against your ear while his hot cock stretched your tight pussy that you felt so full. “So damn good!” And he slammed deep right in your eyes teared up a little with the suddenness. He dipped two of his fingers inside your mouth and you automatically coiled your tongue around to play your saliva slid down to your chin.

“You look so dirty...so beautiful I wanna mess you up some more.” He let out and began pounding you in full abandon. The sound of your skin slapping echoed around your room as your body involuntarily swung with the intense force of his thrusts.

“Mhmmm...mhmn!” You whined as your knees buckled. He was quick to lift you up, hooking your legs over his elbows.

“Your pussy taking me whole like this is... goddamn sexy-” He changed his pace now withdrawing his cock full teasingly slow so you’d feel his girth and length whenever he thrust right in. “Look at that and tell me who’s my pretty girl?” he demanded and you whined, impatiently wanting to have him grazing against your walls. “Who’s my pretty girl? Tell me...who’s my pretty girl?”

He pulled out and you cried pathetic for his cock, “Me! Me...I’m your pretty girl...please~”

“Very good.”

And he forcefully shoved his cock inside you and went straight ahead to screwing you like crazy, plunging into your pussy so hard and wild that it felt like your insides were being gouged out. Your juices drizzled as he went in and out. His cock was blazing your flesh as he brought you to an endless build-up it felt so good your vision turned hazy. Your body convulsed uncontrollably as you cried his name out and almost blacked out with the intensity.

He groaned, "Fuck...you feel too good- You're too good for me! Can’t hold it in! Can’t hold it–" His face scrunched and you felt his cum warmly oozing inside you.

Catching your breaths, he gently placed you down, hugging you tight so you won’t lose balance. He nuzzled against your neck and lovingly kissed your cheek.

“Now, don’t you ever look at the mirror again doubting how beautiful you are.”

⭑ kuroo, bokuto, oikawa, iwaizumi, atsumu, reo, chigiri, gojo, itadori

© sir-kuroo 2023 - All rights reserved. No work shall be reproduced, reposted, modified, translated in any form or by any means.

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[misshoneyimhome]

You couldn't understand why he was so insistent on this. Was it because he was jealous or was there some other reason driving him to push you to your limits? He seemed to enjoy every moment of it, even when you were exhausted and begging for a break. But you were helpless, at his mercy, and all you could do was obey as he continued to ravage you without mercy. You didn't know what had gotten into him. It was becoming clear that his desire was insatiable. Based on William running into inexperienced reader’s ex or another players comment sparked his breeding and stomach bulge kink 🍆#SlutsforPresidentNylander

Oh, I'm terribly sorry, bb! It took me much longer than expected to post this 🤍 But I believe I've finally got it sorted 🤞🏼

To be honest, I wasn't sure where this was heading, as I wasn't entirely sure I was ready for a breeding kink, but I decided to go with it and hopefully, it turned out well enough for you 🙃

Additionally, I've combined it with this request too 🤍

[I have no idea whether sports journalists would genuinely ask such questions, but for the sake of the story, let's assume they would 😉 After all, the media works in mysterious ways]

Warnings: 18+ smut; penetrative sex (p in v); cum inside; use of blindfold, anal toy, light bondage, light spanking; use of safe word; more penetrative sex (p in v); more cum inside - Trigger Warning: Reader expresses desire to slow down, but William does not acknowledge/hear it (🌶️);

Word count; 6.8K 🤦🏼‍♀️

「Inexperienced!reader x Willy」

The dress (in case you are interested)🥂

"du är min prinsessa" = you are my princess

・✶ ｡ﾟ

All good boys go to heaven - But bad boys bring heaven to you pt VII I William Nylander 🖋️⚡️(🌶️)

Waking up in William’s arms was quickly becoming your favourite thing in the world.

Every day, you found solace with him, momentarily forgetting about the outside world until your alarm rudely interrupted the tranquillity for the second time.

Meanwhile, your snoozing boyfriend could easily roll over and continue sleeping while you had to face the day ahead at work.

And as you switched on the dim light of your bedside lamp, you couldn’t help but admire his well-defined physique. He was incredibly handsome, and the fact that he was your boyfriend made it all the better. Everything felt perfect, almost too perfect, which tended to spark a small sense of fear within you. Was your relationship too good to be true?

William seemed flawless in every aspect. He was attractive, admired by many friends, had a large, supportive family, excelled in his career, and, most of all, he had a laid-back attitude towards life, cherishing every moment without worrying excessively.

This was in stark contrast to your own nature.

You often found yourself worrying, perhaps more than necessary. Though you didn’t constantly dwell on it, there were moments throughout the day when you questioned what William saw in you. Was it solely because of the incredible sex you shared? Or perhaps because you were the only girl who hadn't thrown herself at him, which intrigued him?

Regardless, these thoughts persisted, despite William's daily affirmations of love.

But shaking your head, you prepared for the day's work, which thankfully would be brief, as you also needed to prepare to meet William later for the gala - an event that made you rather nervous since you'd never attended one before.

Fortunately, the other partners had been incredibly helpful. Amanda and Sanna had eagerly assisted in selecting a dress and making you feel comfortable for the event. Although the gala didn't require much public participation from the partners, you still wanted to feel confident and elegant as you mingled with the important figures of MLSE. You simply wanted William to feel proud to have you by his side.

And indeed, William was proud of you. Something he hadn’t quite felt about his exes. But how could he not be?

Your appearance was breath-taking as his date for the night. Your long, black, glittery dress accentuated your figure, complemented by heels that added to your elegance. Your jewelleries sparkled almost as brightly as your eyes, which were beautifully enhanced by your makeup.

It was undeniable that you took his breath away with your appearance, and he wasn't the only one who noticed. Nearly everyone at the event had something to say about how stunning you looked; girls admired your dress and makeup, and even a few managers greeted you with compliments.

He almost felt guilty for feeling like he was showing you off, akin to how he used to feel as a teenager with his new hockey sticks. Though didn't intend to objectify you, he just couldn't help but revel in having you by his side, with his arms around your waist.

"Wow y/n, you've really outdone yourself tonight," Auston remarked as he approached you and William before another round of Blackjack.

"Thanks, Auston," you replied with a smile. "Although I thought you might have made a bit more effort yourself," you teased.

"What do you mean? Don't I always look amazing?" Auston chuckled confidently.

"Well, of course, you always look absolutely dashing," you playfully remarked, adding a hint of sarcasm as you rolled your eyes. And Auston simply laughed at your banter.

You could practically sense William's smug expression from the corner of your eye as you conversed with the other forwarder, noticing how pleased he was with the compliments you received. After all, you were his date.

And William did wear a confident smirk as you interacted with his teammates, particularly when you spoke with players like Auston. Though it wasn't that William disliked his teammate; he just recognised Auston's penchant for charming girls, and his almost flirty remarks toward you only bolstered William's confidence further.

William even suspected that Auston might have harboured a slight crush on you from the beginning but never acted on it, and perhaps now he was slightly regretting it. However, William had no regrets. Instead, he cherished the chance to flirt with you, share intimate moments, and experience the best times with you. Not only sexually, but you had also become an incredible girlfriend, with whom he now shared his home. You were unlike any other girls he had dated before - at least, he had never felt for them the way he felt for you. With you, commitment felt natural, without any hesitation or reluctance to leave behind his bachelor lifestyle.

And as he stood there, admiring you engaging in lively conversations amidst the blue and white lights, drifting away from the rest of the company, he was suddenly brought back to reality.

"Hey Willy, want to join us for a game?" Mo asked.

William shook his head to refocus. "Oh, yeah, sure... Um, I just need my—"

In his confusion, he searched his pockets, but you intervened with a chuckle, handing him the glasses he was looking for.

"Here you go, baby," you said with a content smile, knowing that he had forgotten them, and you were there to save the day.

"Oh, thanks, älskling," he smiled, putting on the glasses to better see the cards in the dim lighting.

"No problem, that's what I'm here for," you chuckled, giving him a brief kiss on the cheek. "You'd probably lose your pretty head if it wasn't attached to your neck," you continued the playful banter, and the guys joined in on the laughter.

"See that, Willy?" Mo chimed in. "That's wifey material, just saying."

And with laughter, the boys turned to sit at the casino table to play a round of blackjack.

Then for the rest of the evening, you simply enjoyed yourself with the other dates who had come tonight. Not all the significant others had chosen to join, so the few of you just had a wonderful time together.

However, while still keeping an eye on you throughout the night, William’s mind couldn’t help but wander into untouched waters, prompted by Mo’s comment earlier – ‘wifey material.’ 

It actually sounded pretty good in his head, even though it wasn’t really something he’d ever thought much about - probably because he hadn’t ever thought he’d have the chance to think in these directions. Although he’d seen several of his teammates form families, he himself had mostly just focused on his career and enjoyed the single life. 

But now that he had you and was certain he never wanted to let you go, the notion of a more serious commitment slowly began to take root in his mind.

But again, William's thoughts were interrupted by the company around him. 

**

However, the following day, William still couldn't shake the thought of what had been mentioned the previous night amidst the blue and white lights. Mo's comment about you being his future wife had inexplicably sparked the idea of starting a family in William's mind.

Although neither of you were anywhere near ready to start a family or even consider it seriously, William couldn't entirely dismiss the idea.

And after finishing dinner, William suddenly prompted a question that had been on his mind throughout the day. 

"Babe, what kind of birth control are you using?"

His question caught you completely off guard.

"Uhm... I have an IUD, Willy... you know that," you replied softly, feeling a bit nervous.

"Oh, yeah, sure," he responded.

"I mean, I'm pretty sure we’ve talked about it before," you added, recalling your previous conversations about birth control.

"Yeah, of course, babe, sorry, I just forgot," he said casually, though his eyes remained fixed on the tv, not meeting yours.

And as you were still processing his sudden interest, William then continued with his questions about how it worked and for how long it lasted.

"Well, I got it about two years ago when I was with my ex-boyfriend, so it should last for another two or three years," you explained gently, but all you got in return was a noncommittal "hm" from William, followed by a simple "that's good."

Then a moment of silence hung between you as you looked intensely at him, noticing his mind working overtime. 

"Willy... why are you asking about my birth control?" 

"Huh? Oh, no reason," he replied nonchalantly, briefly glancing at you before turning his attention to the TV.

But unsatisfied with his response, you pressed on with a light chuckle. "Come on, babe, it’s so random! There must have been a reason."

And then William let out a quick chuckle and a sigh. "It was just... you know, after Mo made that comment about 'wifey material,' I just thought... that maybe, you thought about us one day being a family."

His words sounded almost nervous, although his tone remained steady, and a faint smirk graced his lips, indicating his contentment with the idea.

And you couldn't help but smile in response, as you hadn't expected William to already be entertaining thoughts about your future together. You simply felt a rush of happiness wash over you.

"Well, as a matter of fact, I do think that could be our future, Willy," you replied sweetly, gazing at him as he leaned back on the sofa and looked at you as well.

"I know it's not something we need to think about right now. I mean, we're not even close to that... but I just thought about it."

"And I'm really happy that you share these thoughts with me," you said as you leaned into him, your fingers gently tracing through his hair. "And I love that you can imagine a future with me..."

"But...?" William prompted with a chuckle.

"But nothing," you said almost seductively as you straddled him. "Just that… for now, maybe, I think I'm more interested in practicing for it."

"Oh, I agree," he responded eagerly.

Leaning down, you connected your lips with his, feeling his smile against your mouth as he returned the kiss. And as his hands found your waist, pulling you closer, you deepened the kiss, both of you consumed by passion and lust. Then as the intensity grew, you instinctively began rocking your hips, grinding against him, both revelling in the freedom to explore each other without the worry of consequences.

His hands moved under the hem of your shirt, exploring your bare skin, before you replicated his move on him.

William's body felt incredible against yours. Especially when his strong hands gripped your bottom and flipped you onto the cushions with your back, and you felt the weight of him pressing down on you. Still locked in a passionate kiss, his hands effortlessly removed your shorts and knickers before discarding his own sweats and boxers.

It was as if your bodies were perfectly aligned when William positioned himself at your entrance. And despite the lack of foreplay, he carefully pushed his hardness into your warmth, eliciting harmonious moans from both of you that filled the living room.

"So tight for me, baby," he murmured softly into the crook of your neck. "You're taking me so well."

You felt a slight twinge of discomfort as he withdrew a little before thrusting back in, but soon your cunt was wet and ready, coating him and easing any discomfort. With your legs wrapped around his waist, William began to move his hips in a steady rhythm, making love to you right there on the sofa. Your breaths grew deep and heavy, your bodies heating up with each thrust, and soon you felt pleasure building within you.

It was unexpectedly romantic, your fingers digging into his shoulders as he pounded into you. Your moans synchronised as you both slowly approached climax, feeling the sensation of William's length stimulating your walls.

"Willy," you attempted to speak, but only incoherent breaths and moans escaped your lips.  

His thrusts grew harder and deeper, simultaneously to how his breath became incoherent. You felt his pounding almost as eager, yet it was nothing but pleasurable as you felt your pending orgasm soon approaching. Unintentionally clenching your muscles around him, you signalled your orgasm. 

"Shit," William mumbled, feeling his climax nearing its peak as well. "Fu- baby, I'm gonna cum inside you."

"Yes, Willy, come with me..."

And almost in perfect synchronisation, you both cried out loudly, greatful for the thcik walls between you and the neighbours, as you reached your peaks, waves of ecstasy washing over you as you breathed heavily.

William trembled in your arms as he emptied himself inside you, his eyes shutting tightly, trying to regain control of his breath, as you felt a pulsating sensation around his cock, your body still processing the intensity of the climax.

No foreplay. No oral sex or fingering beforehand. Just pure, straightforward, missionary sex.

And it had felt surprisingly amazing, letting you feel nothing but bliss as you gradually returned to reality.

With William still buried inside you, he leaned down to kiss you softly and tenderly, your fingers threading through his princely locks.

"You're so amazing, älskling," William whispered softly, almost resting his weight on you.

"I could say the same about you," you chuckled lightly.

You stayed in that position for a while longer, William unintentionally ensuring that his fluids remained inside you as a part of him wondered about the possibility of you carrying his child one day.

But for now, you were simply enjoying incredible, protected sex that left you both completely exhausted, falling asleep almost immediately that night. 

**

The following morning, you still felt a pleasant tingling sensation in your body from the previous day's passionate encounter. And a wide smile graced your lips as you reminisced about the pleasure that had left your head spinning.

Then while William was at morning skates, you prepared to meet up with your friend for a proper girl brunch. You hadn't seen Emily in what felt like forever since she lived in Montreal, but thanks to social media, you stayed in touch almost daily.

And nothing could beat a good chat over coffee, scrambled eggs, and pancakes. You caught her up on everything that had happened in the last six months of your life, and despite her being a diehard Montreal Canadiens fan, she was amazed by your newfound involvement with the Toronto Maple Leafs and your relationship with a player.

"Damn, babe, I'm honestly so jealous," she exclaimed as she sipped her mimosa.

"Oh, trust me, I'd be jealous of me too," you chuckled.

The conversation about your new lifestyle continued on for a little longer, and you naturally showed her the string of photos you'd taken, mostly from the latest gala event.

"Holy shit! Y/n/n, you seriously need to post this," she insisted as she saw one of the photos of you posing in your dress. "You look amazing!"

"Thanks, Em," you chuckled softly. "But I'm trying not to overwhelm everyone on Instagram with everything that's going on..."

"Why not? Honestly, if it were me, I'd be sharing every moment with the whole world," she emphasised.

"Well, I suppose I do have a pretty sweet life," you timidly admitted, flashing her a grateful smile, acknowledging how fortunate you were. Besides, she did have a point; you looked absolutely stunning in that dress.

And after a couple more mimosas and discussions about balancing your regular work and social life with the whirlwind of being a professional hockey player's girlfriend, you decided to post a few photos of yourself on Instagram.

Why hide your wonderful life, after all?

Then as you left the café, Emily suggested taking a stroll down the street, doing some light shopping along the way – and if you found something you liked, you'd try it on and pose for photos to capture memories of your day together.

Unbeknownst to you, the mimosas had given you a slight buzz as you began striking various poses in your new outfit, and as Emily's sweet compliments had boosted your confidence, you didn't hesitate to let your body show and your face exude your best model expression.

"Yeah, work it, babe, you look stunning," she would say almost seductively, encouraging you as you posed.

And still by the end of the afternoon, just before parting ways, laughter and giggles filled the air, evident in the pictures taken, and you couldn't help but feel elated as you said goodbye to your friend and headed back to the condo on the subway.

Meanwhile, across the city, William was wrapping up his day after ice practice and a workout in the weight room. And taking a short break after his last set, he scrolled through his social media, before he’d do some quick practice-media time.

When he first saw the photos you posted, William couldn't help but smile. "Damn, you looked good," he thought, swiping from side to side to admire every detail captured. Then he noticed your story, where you had shared a post from your day with Emily. And curious as always, William had to check out her profile to see who she was.

Although you had mentioned her before, he had never met her in person. And as he clicked onto her page, his eyes quickly found her latest post: a photo of you posing in a rather sensual pose, wearing an outfit that showed a little more skin than you’d usually were to brunch.

William swallowed hard as he frowned and studied the photo of you. You looked amazing, undeniably hot, if he had to be honest. But as he continued to look at the post, he started to notice the comments written below.

"Damn, looking good @y/i/n! Didn't know you had model potential 😍"

"Unf, somebody's flirting with the camera 😏"

"#sexylady !!"

"*Whistle sounds* 😗😗"

"Oh wow, maybe I could take you out sometime 😍😍"

As he read some of the comments, he couldn't help but feel a rush of resentment. This picture was completely public, and everyone on the internet could see this incredibly sexy picture of you. 

It’s not that he was angry with you; but he was definitely angry with the guys online who were flirting with you. And he was not okay with it.

A little out of his usual character, William felt a certain level of protectiveness, almost possessiveness, as he didn't like that you were on display for the rest of the world to see. You were his girlfriend, and he didn't want men to start flirting with you like this.

"Hey Willy, they're ready for you now," Jennifer sweetly spoke, breaking him from his trail of thoughts.

And as he walked to meet the couple of journalists, William tried to let it go. He honestly did.

But then, after a few questions about his own training, expectations for tomorrow's match, and his performance, one of the reporters decided to rip open the tiny wound in his feelings.

"So, how do you feel about the partners of the team getting more and more attention on their social media?" the reporter asked.

William was caught off guard by the question. It wasn't anything he'd ever been asked before, yet he knew the married players on the team had been asked it a couple of times.

"Uhm, I don't know…"

"But do you think it's okay that they get this kind of attention?" another reporter asked.

"I... uh, no, I don't think so…"

"So would you want them to take down all their posts about their private life?"

"What? No, that's not what I'm-"

"Or should the management force them to have closed accounts so they don't show any tasteless behaviour online, like your own girlfriend?" Someone else interrupted. 

"What did you just say?"

Emotions of confusion were suddenly replaced by a boiling sensation of anger instead.

"The post of her in a revealing outfit? How do you feel about that?" the reporter pressed.

And William just couldn't hold himself back any longer. The frustrations were boiling over, and all his media training was completely out of the window.

"You know what I think? I think you guys should stay the fuck out of it all and leave it to us. What happens between me, and my girlfriend is none of your damn business, and you should keep your mouth shut! You can ask me all about the sport I'm being paid to play but keep my girlfriend out of it."

The room fell completely silent after his outburst.

William felt his pulse skyrocket and his heartbeat quicken. The audacity these reporters had to ask him these questions, he thought, as he determinedly walked away from the scene.

Entering to the locker room, with fists clenched he couldn't get the words out of his head or let the anger get to him. Something that usually never happened.

And as he let the water run down his body, washing away most of the frustrations, he thought about the mix of emotions within him.

William was torn between the pride he felt when showing you off as his girlfriend and the jealousy he felt when reading the comments on your photo.

Sitting in his stall, he once again opened your Instagram and studied how beautiful you looked in yours and Emily’s pictures. You shone like a million diamonds, and a great part of him felt content about how the fans seemed to be jealous of him being your boyfriend. In fact, it sort of made him smile a little, but what swiftly had his smile disappear was when he saw a comment from someone that appeared to have a name similar to your ex-boyfriend.

"Shit, baby! You look so beautiful ❤️ I know I probably shouldn't be commenting here, but I just couldn't resist! Can't believe I ever let you go…"

William felt his heart stop for a brief moment. Who the fuck did he think he was, commenting on your post like this?

He almost threw his phone across the room, but a message from Calle stopped him.

C: “Hey man, what’s going?” 

Willy: “What do you mean?” 

*C has sent a link*

It was a video from an unofficial sports channel, discussing the headline: “William Nylander rages over girlfriend’s Instagram post!” 

And he couldn’t help but let out a sarcastic chuckle. These fucking reporters, he thought – they surely work quick, and for what? A story based on a lie. 

Yet, he still couldn’t contemplate how his emotions stirred within him.

Should he be proud of how everyone was jealous about his gorgeous girlfriend, or should he be angry because they were trying to flirt with you? 

**

As he stepped into the condo, feeling the warmth of the home you'd built together over the past week, he leisurely walked into the lounge, where he found you snuggled up on the sofa with his dogs.

"Hey babe," you greeted with a smile, though it dimmed slightly when you turned, and his lack of joy was evident. "What's wrong?" you asked, concerned.

But William simply approached you, stood between the coffee table and the sofa, and without uttering a word, he fixed his gaze on you. 

And your eyes were intensely locked, you sensed that something was amiss.

But again, without a word, William just leaned down and kissed you. It was passionate, almost urgent, yet gentle and intimate.

He held your face in his large hands, drawing you in with his energy, prompting you to slowly rise from your seat, moving with him as he guided you away from the sofa.

A weighty silence hung in the air as William effortlessly lifted you in his arms and then carried you to the bedroom, where he began to gently undress you.

His movements were deliberate, purposeful yet gentle, as if he had a mission. He made sure to caress every part of you as he removed your clothes, leaving you standing before him in nothing but your lace thong.

You found yourself almost frozen in place, a mixture of fear about his intentions and curiosity about what would happen next swirling in your mind. And with bated breaths, you followed his every move, the silence in the room heavy with anticipation.

Standing before the bed, you waited, expecting his command. Then he approached from behind, and you felt the warmth of his body against yours, both of you in just your underwear. His bare chest pressed against your back, and his large hand gently encircled your throat, pulling you back against him.

His forceful action elicited a gasp from you, but you couldn't help but lean into his touch, feeling the safety and warmth he provided. Closing your eyes, you felt the firmness of his grip, not restricting your airway but simply asserting his dominance, and his breath hot against your ear as he spoke:

“I fucking love you, du är min prinsessa, don’t ever forget that.” Though his words were sweet, his voice was rough and husky, sending a shiver down your spine.

And when releasing his hold, you let out a small gasp.

"I’m yours," you said softly.

"And you trust me?" 

"Yes," you simply replied.

Leaning in closer, he took a deep breath before continuing.

"If you want me to slow down, say yellow. If you want me to stop, say blue. Do you understand?"

You nodded gently.

"Then say it," he instructed.

"Yellow to slow down, and blue to stop," you repeated.

"Good girl," William murmured, a sense of satisfaction evident in his tone.

And as you stood there, waiting for him to proceed, you suddenly felt his warmth gone, before a silky fabric, gently covered your eyes. It was probably one of his ties, you thought, 

"Bend over."

His command was delivered in a low, dark tone, and you could almost sense his smug satisfaction behind you as you, now blindfolded, let your hands find the bed for support.

"Are these new underwear from today?" he asked almost mockingly, to which you nodded and emitted a confirming hum. But that only had him tear them off your body, the fabric cutting into your skin, causing you to again gasp softly.

His hands then came to caress your cheeks, massaging them gently before slightly spreading them apart.

“So gorgeous.” 

You weren’t really sure what to anticipate, as you had absolutely no idea what was going on inside William’s head, yet you were inexplicably curious to find out.

And while trying to control your breathing, you suddenly felt some sort of liquid sliding down between your cheeks, which William then used his thumb to very gently nudge around your tightest opening. Whether it was lubricant or saliva, you had no idea; all you knew was that it granted him access to carefully press his thumb inside you.

"Oh," you moaned, feeling a slight twinge of pain, yet it was quickly replaced by pleasure.

But William only massaged your opening for a brief moment before withdrawing his thumb. And instead, he replaced it with something cold and metallic - the small butt plug you’d used before. Very slowly, he pressed the plug against your opening, with care letting it past the tight muscles and inside you.

You released another breath, trying to relax your body, just like you'd practiced the last time you explored this particular area. And as the plug was set in place, you could feel how it stimulated your inside.

"Does it feel good, baby?" William then asked, his voice caring hints of satisfaction and care. 

"Yes," you softly moaned, before feeling his fingers slowly trace down between your legs, encouraging you to spread them a little further as his digits began exploring your sensitive flesh.

And you couldn’t suppress the sounds of pleasure that escaped your lips as his fingers circled your clit before delicately toying with your entrance, and slowly pressing two inside, curling and scissoring as he pumped within you.

“Shit, already so wet, baby,” he remarked with a grin. 

"Oh yes, Willy," you let out with heavy breaths, feeling yourself clench around both his fingers as well as the metal plug in your ass. But just as you were starting to feel pleasure slowly building within your body, William withdrew from your warmth.

"Get on the bed, on your back," he commanded.

And without question, you obeyed, using your hands to guide yourself onto the mattress.

"Hands above your head," you heard William instruct, and once again, you complied. "And keep them there."

You then felt his body straddle yours as he leaned over and tied your wrists together with something you assumed was another piece of fabric – perhaps a scarf from his collection. Then with your wrists firmly secured, William left his position. You tried to listen for any sounds he made, but there were no clear indications of what was going on. Only footsteps and something, clinking maybe?

You felt your heartbeat quicken as you waited for what would happen next, and fortunately, you didn’t have to wait long. Sensing movement between your legs, you felt William kneeling before you, his hands slowly moving up your legs, pulling you a little closer. Your body ached for more intimate touch, craving more than just the stimulation from the butt plug.

“You’re so beautiful,” you heard William whisper, and just as you curved a little smile, you were surprised by something cold on your lips. William kissed you, holding an ice cube between his lips, and the heat from both of you causing it to slowly melt, a drop of water running down the side of your mouth and down your jaw.

Then, William began to move further down, ensuring the ice cube touched your skin at all times as he dragged it with his lips. Down your chin, your neck, then to your collarbone and between your breasts. He continued downward, just past your navel, and finally to the top of your core.

And you couldn’t help but let out a small gasp as you felt the sting of cold on your skin, yet you also knew you had to lie still, keeping your hands in place if you wanted the next treat.

"Not moving your hands, huh? Good girl." 

William's praise was like music to your ears, signalling you deserved what was to come next. Positioned between your legs, you barely had a moment to process before you felt his cold mouth on your heat.

"Oh, shit!" you moaned loudly as the mix of chill and warmth sent a pleasurable rush coursing through your body. And the sensation only intensified as William continued to pleasure you, mixing his saliva with your juices, sucking and flicking your clit and the sensitive flesh around your entrance. Needless to say, you were thoroughly enjoying it, your moans and deep breaths echoing in the room as his skilled mouth worked its magic, all the while the metal plug adding to the thrill.

"Fuck! Willy... I can't!" you cried out, finding it difficult to remain still, struggling to keep your hands in place with pleasure clouding your mind. And just as you moved your hands to grab onto his hair, William withdrew his mouth, and strained your wrists back down.

"Thought you were being a good girl, baby... so disappointed," he remarked, his tone tinged with both disappointment and content.

Your anticipation for climax remained unfulfilled, yet you couldn't deny the arousal sparked by William's husky voice and dominant demeanour. And with a swift motion, William took a strong hold of your thighs and turned you onto your elbows and knees, fully exposing your ass to him, including the little diamond plug.

A satisfied grin adorned William's face as he admired you, but he also knew you needed to be disciplined for not following his orders.

And as you tried to control your breaths, feeling overwhelmed by the sudden change in position, you let out a loud moan, almost a shriek, as you felt a strong slap across your ass cheek – another painful sting mixed with pleasure as you clenched around the butt plug.

And then another slap followed.

It felt undeniably good, yet also a bit overwhelming. But you didn’t want it to end, not just yet.

Though you couldn’t see anything, you sensed that William was flashing a smirk behind you, his breathing almost audible. But then, something else caught your attention – William’s tip pressing against your entrance. And with a firm grip on your waist, he eased himself into your depths, eliciting synchronised moans.

It felt so good as he filled you up like that, yet you also felt a level of overstimulation as both your holes were being pleasured. 

And as he began to rock his hips, letting his cock massage your walls, you soon felt a new wave of orgasm building up. But William's thrusts showed no intention of allowing you to slowly build to climax; they were rough and forceful, devoid of any romance.

You could hear the sounds of his moans mixed with the loud slapping of skin behind you. And as the rhythm was relentless, driving deeper and deeper, you knew it wouldn’t be long before you reached a peak with this intensity.

“Willy… please,” you begged as you felt your muscles clenching once again, and this time he allowed you to reach the pinnacle, fucking you harder and pushing you over the edge. And you cried out as you surrendered to the intense orgasm.

But there was no time to catch your breath as William continued to fuck you through the euphoria. You could almost feel your cunt dripping with evidence of your climax, mixed with sweat from both of you.

And it was becoming too much. William had no mercy as he overstimulated your walls with every thrust.

“Yel-…” you tried to speak in a hushed voice. It wasn’t easy. “Yell…”

But William didn’t hear you; the noises of rough sex merely drowned out your whisper.

Yet just as you were about to try and form the word "blue," you suddenly felt William stop and pull out from your heat. And a sense of relief washed over you, yet you knew he hadn’t finished yet, so you couldn’t relax too much.

Without hesitation, he flipped you over onto your back once again, using one hand to pin your hands above your head, and re-entering you in missionary position.

It felt as though your body had completely surrendered to him, melding into his movements with each powerful thrust. You tried to scream between your moans that you were on the brink of another orgasm, but words failed you. And instead, you simply gave in to the overwhelming intensity, your mind clouded by pleasure as your boyfriend moved relentlessly inside you.

Helpless and at his mercy, all you could do was obey as he continued to ravage you. Though, you couldn't understand what had gotten into him; it was becoming increasingly evident that his desire was insatiable.

"Shit, baby... I'm gonna come..." you suddenly heard him breathe out above you, and with his other hand, William pushed aside the fabric covering your eyes, restoring your sight and meeting his gaze.

“I wanna see your eyes.” 

Covered in sweat, he continued to rock his hips, a crooked smirk across his lips as he stared down at you, noticing your tears of pleasure.

And as he then felt himself nearing his own release, he used a hand to wrap around your throat again, exerting a slight pressure without being too forceful. Shutting his eyes tight and determined to reach his climax, he thrust a little harder. 

"Oh, fuck!"

With a few final powerful pounds, William let out a deep grunt and released his seed inside you, emptying himself completely, as he filled you up. His body almost gave way as he reached his peak, his legs trembling beneath him, and his lungs fighting for air. 

It was undoubtedly the most intense sex you had both ever experienced. The way William had fucked you hard and good, and you had reached orgasms too numerous to count amidst the heated session.

Then gently releasing his grip around your throat and wrists, he slowly pulled out and untied your hands.

William remained silent at first. He simply knelt back, gazing down at your exhausted form, regaining control of his breathing. And you too had to gradually return to reality, blinking a few times as you looked up at him, meeting his intense gaze while starting to feel sensation returning to your body.

Both of you were a mess, with sweat and cum soaking the mattress.

"Shit, are you alright, älskling?" William inquired, peering down at you with concern evident in his eyes as he noticed the redness between your legs and on your wrists.

But despite feeling like you had been torn apart, you also experienced a sense of pleasure. And to reassure him, you mustered up an exhausted smile, understanding how important it was for him to know that you had enjoyed it too.

"Yes, Will, I feel fantastic," you murmured gently.

"Really?" he sought confirmation.

You nodded, prompting a faint giggle. "Yes, although I do feel I need to remove the butt plug, my ass feels a tad sore…"

William chuckled in response, gently assisting you in removing the toy with deliberate movements. And naturally, he took good care of you in the shower, as both of you needed to rinse off, tenderly washing each other and expressing all the love and affection that hadn’t been present during sex.

Then returning to bed, William held you close, radiating nothing but sensitivity.

"Was I too rough with you?" he asked as you both lay on your sides, facing each other with William's arm around you.

"A bit, but I also really liked it," you assured him, offering a sweet smile.

"Good, that's good. I only want you to feel great, even when I'm taking control like that," he said, his smile lopsided.

But slowly your smile faded as you wondered about his peculiar behaviour this evening.

"Is something wrong, Willy?" you asked softly.

"No, everything's fine," he replied, but you weren't convinced.

"Come on, I know you like being dominant in bed, but this was different from anything else we've done…"

And finally, William let out a deep sigh and rolled onto his back, contemplating how to articulate his thoughts.

"I suppose I got a bit worked up," he began slowly. "Like I wasn't sure how to feel. On one hand, I felt almost angry after seeing those comments on your Instagram post…"

"Oh…" you murmured, propping your head up with an arm. "So, that's what's been bothering you?" you asked softly.

"Well, yes, but not entirely," he said, giving you a soft smirk and shifting onto his side again to face you, leaning on his elbow. "Because then I thought about it, and even though I don’t like it when men flirt with you online - I mean, I could honestly punch some of them - I remembered how much I love you, how proud I am to have you as my girlfriend, and that I’m the one who has a future with you… so, to be honest, I don’t really care about what they think or write. It just makes me even happier knowing that they’re jealous of me being with you."

And as William shared his deep thoughts and concerns, you couldn't help but feel a rush of happiness from his words.

"Willy, I love you too, and… please don’t think too much about what’s on the internet. If I had to spend my time reading everything women write about you, I’d never get anything done," you said with a light chuckle, your eyes meeting his in a tender gaze.

"I know… and you're amazing for brushing it off," he said with gratitude.

"Well, it's not always easy… but what truly matters is how we feel about each other."

"Exactly – I guess, it was just mainly your ex's comment that really got to me."

You couldn’t help but laugh a little as William admitted that your ex had managed to hit a nerve.

"Oh, forget about him, babe… I love you far more than I could ever love him."

"Yeah, I know," William chuckled softly, gently biting his lower lip before continuing. "But honestly, I feel pretty good about it. Knowing that he still wants you, but that you’re mine now."

His expression showed a hint of amusement as he reassured himself that he had nothing to fear, and that your ex was the one who’d lost in this scenario. And you couldn’t help but smile as you observed his smug expression, a sense of shared enjoyment settling between you.

"I am yours, Willy – you’re the only one I want to be with, to start a family with, and to grow old and wrinkly alongside," you spoke softly as you caressed his cheek.

And suddenly, it felt as if all the negative emotions of jealousy and anger had dissipated, as you both understood the solid foundation of your relationship. The strength of the bond between you, and how there was no need to worry about the outside world and their attempts to drive you apart.

Yet, as the comfortable silence lingered, William felt the urge to break it.

"You know... I have a feeling Tony might have a little crush on you..." 

He wasn't entirely sure why he brought it up, but a small part of him was curious to hear your thoughts. And despite being caught off guard by his words, you maintained a calm expression.

"Really?"

"Yeah... I mean, he hasn't said anything, but..." William trailed off wiht a soft chuckle. 

"Hmm... Well, he's nothing compared to you, Willy,” you spoke confidently, looking deep into his ocean blue eyes as you flashed him a sweet smile. 

"I know, älskling,” he chuckled darkly, flashing a satisfied grin once again. “I know.” 

#18+ #Inexperienced!reader x Willy #SlutsforPresidentNylander #wn88 imagine #william nylander imagine #nhl smut #william nylander smut #nhl hockey imagine #toronto maple leafs imagine

[claymorexpunisher]

Brats Have More Fun (CH. 3/?) (18+ Fic)

Disclaimer: This is NSFW. If that's not your thing, keep scrolling. I try to tag my work appropriately, so if you choose to click on my work regardless, use your own discretion. Thank you for the love always and enjoy this cheesy porno! 🥂

Pairing(s): Randy Orton/Fem. Reader

Summary: Bratty Reader pokes fun at Randy for referring to himself as "Daddy" on tv. Randy quickly reminds her why he felt confident in doing so.

Tag(s): 18+, unprotected sex, vaginal penetration, primal kink, biting, wrestling, scratching, spanking, sadism/masochism, Daddy kink, Dom/sub dynamic, bratting.

Word Count: 882

Prev. Chapter

“Why would you call yourself Daddy in front of the entire world like that?” I asked Randy, my tone teasing despite the fact that I was eyeing him with poorly concealed desire as I straddled his lap and we began to wrestle on the padded mat. 

We had decided to work out at home rather than go to the gym, but eventually we got distracted by, well, each other.

“Are you kinkshaming me?” Randy asked, barely winded as we wriggled around on the ground, something akin to amusement colored his tone as he immediately took control and flipped us over. 

I didn’t go down easy, using all of my strength to switch our positions again, but to no avail.

Still, I persisted, letting out frustrated huffs as I willed my core to help me push him off.

“I would never, Randy.” I replied, pointedly not calling him Daddy despite knowing that that was how I should address him when we were in private. 

As I saw something shift in his expression, I let out a winded and devilish giggle. 

“What’s the matter? Did I do something wrong, Randy?” I asked, my chest heaving as I smirked up at him, our movements now slowing to a halt.

This is usually the moment where I’d be running. 

Running from whatever punishment would be in store for me for such a smartassed move,and with Randy’s heavy frame straddling my hips, there was seemingly nowhere to go. 

I knew he wanted me to run as I felt his body loosen a bit, giving me the opportunity to actually use my strength and push him off as I finally made a run for it. 

“Too slow, Randy!” I taunted, making the mistake of pausing before I made a run for it again. 

I let out a squeak as Randy’s strong arms wrapped around my waist and lifted me back into our weight room.

Just as quickly as I had run from him, I was plopped back onto the mat flat on my back. 

Wrestling around definitely got our adrenaline pumping and the more we wriggled around, trying to assert our positions, the more aroused we became. 

I couldn’t help but roll my hips against Randy’s, moaning softly as my thin leggings allowed me to feel a zing against my clit as it grazed his hardening cock. 

My movements were quickly halted and my body and brain turned into mush as Randy’s hand suddenly wrapped around my throat and I heard him growl from deep within his chest before he sank his teeth onto the part of my body where my neck meets my shoulder.

Despite me wanting to put up more of a fight, the sharp sensation of Randy’s teeth sinking into such a vulnerable and sensitive part of my body caused me to immediately go pliant underneath him.

Breathing heavily, our lips met in a sloppy and hungry kiss, Randy’s hand never easing its firm grip on my throat. 

“Are you fuckin’ done, you little brat?” Randy murmured, watching my eyelids flutter shut for a moment before my bright, glassy eyes met his. “Hm? Are you ready to stop acting up? Are you gonna address Daddy like you should?”

“Huh?” He taunted as he used his free hand to yank my sports bra up to tweak one of my nipples hard, making my back arch off the mat, my hands obediently resting at my sides even as Randy’s lips closed around one of my sensitive nipples, sharply biting the tender bud before he took it into his mouth again and released it with a soft pop.

“Y-yes, Daddy…” I relented, and I smiled upon hearing him release a pleased chuckle.

The smile gave way to a soft hiss as Randy dragged his blunt nails down my torso, adding to the already intense sensations coursing through my body. 

“Are you sure?” Randy purred and I damn near mewled as I felt him release his cock from his sweatpants and he ran the leaking tip along my swollen pussy lips over my leggings. 

“Yes, Daddy.” I replied, injecting all of my arousal into my response. 

Going off of the primal need surging within us, Randy flipped me over onto my stomach and I instantly lifted my hips so he could remove my leggings. 

My hips stayed where they were, elevated and presenting myself to Randy and I let out soft whimpers as he ran his big hands over my thighs and up my body and back again. 

My legs shook as I resisted against grinding back into his cock and I could feel my essence making his sudden entrance a smooth one that had us both moaning loudly. 

“You can fuck yourself on Daddy’s cock if you promise to be good..” Randy said and I didn’t have to be told twice. 

“I promise! Please, I can’t-” I whined.

“Okay, sweetheart. Fuck yourself on Daddy’s cock. Show Daddy how much you want it.” He coaxed.

I gasped as Randy’s palms struck down on my ass cheeks as I fucked back eagerly.

The noises that were coming out of our mouths were unrecognizable and I came with a harsh groan as Randy’s teeth once again sunk into my flesh, this time between my shoulder blade. 

Daddy was definitely home…

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[veethefreeelf]

Masterlist

Hi peeps!

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Yoon Jeonghan

Untitled Request - 2.5k - M - Mature / F - Fluff / HpE - Happy Ending - established relationship, unprotected sex, tittie obsession post-partum and more warninge inside

How many times does it take to get smarter? - 6.3k - M - Mature / F - Fluff / A - Angst - fwb, best friends to more?, angsssssssssssssst and more warnings inside

How many chances are too many chances? - 14k - M - Mature / F - Fluff / A - Angst / HpE - Happy Ending - Part 2 of the fic above, fwb, best friends to more to strangers to? idiots to lovers, bossy Hannie, dom Hannie and more warning inside

It takes two - 4.9k - F - Fluff / A - Angst / HpE - Happy Ending - dad!jeonghan on tour and nonidol mom! reader, angst, fluff, happy ending, reader has some fears and anxiety and more inside

Hate is a strong word - 15k - M - Mature / F - Fluff / minor A - Angst / Cliffhanger warning - lots of snarky, petty dialogue; jealous jeonghan; jealous reader; vaginal fingering; oral f. receiving; vaginal penetration (protected & unprotected); and more inside

Love is a strong word - 15k - M - Mature / F - Fluff / A - Angst / HpE - Happy Ending - Part 2 of the fic above, lots of conflict and resolutions, super emotional, angsty as fuck, protected v. penetration, fingering, lots of praising and fluff and more inside

Oh Sehun

Resistance is futile - 6.8k - M - Mature / HpE - Happy Ending - dom Sehun x sub reader, power play, degradation, possessive Sehun, slut and whore used a lot, also baby girl and little one, nipple play and more warnings inside

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[meanbossart]

Hey thanks for putting Astarion and Drow in the respective sexual roles you do. (Or at least that I've seen, they might be verse, I don't want to assume anything)

I saw the ask about "wouldn't that be boring" in reference to the mirror sex and I was so profoundly bummed by it. Just, a world view that's so engrained the most boring version of a potential reality was chosen to confirm it and then used to shame the creator. A reality that didn't have an asshole experiencing invisible penetration. I've literally moped around. Where's the art? Where's the joy?

Anyway, I'm drunk, I think you might be wine drunk, so we're like connecting here. Fisting over the Internet, bro style. Keep up the keeping up. You're doing great. Hugs and kisses and aggressive support for, again, all of you. xoxo buhbye~

I don't know if the "fisting over the internet" was accidental or an on purpose double-entendre but either way, it was very fitting and it make me laugh, so thank you LOL

Thought I'm not... Sure I recall ever getting an ask like that? Like referring to that arrangement as "boring", if i understand correctly. I've seen a few unfortunate tags and comments from what seemed like, mostly, to be people that had certain assumptions and willfully or otherwise misinterpreted the joke because of it. But I haven't ever gotten anything that outwardly rude in my inbox, thankfully 🤷either way, I do see the sentiment and I agree. It's honestly something I was very surprised to see from adults on TUMBLR of all places.

Wishing you happy drunken times my friend! Glad you enjoy the nonsense I get up to 😎🥂

#ask

[redsaurrce]

DRINK ME UP - 1

Part-2 Part-3

Synopsis : After seeing another man beside you holding you by your waist, Jungkook couldn't help but get utterly wasted. What do you see when you go to him? What happens that night?

Pairing : YANDEREJeon Jungkook x dancer fem!reader

Genre : SMUT, drunk jk!au

Word count : 2.02 K

Warnings : 18+, YANDERE AND OBSESSIVE THEMES, EXTREME JEALOUSY, kissing, Profanity, nipple play, alcohol, fingering, penetration, wine used in explicit activity (ah shit here I go again o.o), signs of cheating and betrayal

A/N: SOOOOO... we are a family of nine hundred *EN AAI EN EE= na-een* which rhymes with? That's true - DABLU AAI EN EE- Wa-een! Let's have wine party everyoneeeeee 🥂 *clicks glass!!* THANKYOU TO EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOUUUUU 💗💗💗

Jungkook looked at the bright lit stage go dim all of a sudden, the very moment when you were to set foot on the stage, all the lights now focused upon you. He loved to see you shine so much, he loved to see when you would do what you loved, which was dancing.

Today shouldn't have been any different, he would've loved everything he was looking at right now but he couldn't feel an ounce of joy.

Not when he noticed how your dance partner had his hand snaked around your waist, not when you both danced ever so closely. People cheered on over your performance, they called you the beauty of the night but Jungkook could hear nothing. The only thing his brain was focused on was you and your partner's audacity to touch you like he owned you.

He inhaled sharply as he felt his chest tighten with every passing second, even though he wanted to snatch you away from him right then and there, he wouldn't. He knew very well how much you have practiced for today's show since past few months, he couldn't ruin that.

So he gulped hard and got up from his seat to leave the auditorium by himself.

When your performance got over, the entire atmosphere lit up with cheers, claps and whistles and when your happy eyes tried to search for your lover cheering for you in the audience, he was nowhere to be found.

Causing you feel a little bad. "It was amazing to work with you Y/N, my wife wanted to treat us to a meal, if possible you should bring your boyfriend along with you." He said happily and you both walked towards the lounge after being greeted by the chief guests.

You smiled, "Sure, it seems I can't get a hold of my boyfriend, I'll just have a quick meal with you two, is that alright?" You asked as you kept looking here and there for Jungkook to pop up.

He nodded, "Ofcourse, that'll be great! Let's go then." He said and you both walked out of the lounge.

You were texting Jungkook but he was not responding back making you worried, did he go to home already? You mentally asked yourself upon not seeing his car in the parking lot. You quickly brought out the keys of your car since you both have actually come spearately, given how you had to come earlier for rehearsel.

-.

When you arrived home, you saw Jungkook drinking alcohol while his whole bedroom was a mess. You hurriedly dropped your bag and jacket and went near him. "Gosh Jungkook how much did you drink?" You asked as you sat on the bed next to his drunk figure. You counted the bottles, "fucking four??" then your eyes shifted to two more bottles crushed in pieces lying on the floor.

"Fuck." You cursed under your breath as you looked at them, you hissed as you got up to get a broom to set aside the glass pieces but he caught your wrist as soon as you stood up.

You turned to look at him and he pulled you causing you to sit on his lap. "Baby whom do you love?" He asked you as his voice hitched due to the effects of alcohol. Your surprised expression due to his sudden action melted into a soft smile, "You, ofcourse." You said as you started caressing his rosy cheeks.

You knew Jungkook was a ten but he was WAYYY too clingy, Jungkook liked whenever you did these kind of little actions like carressing his cheeks, patting his head, kissing his forehead.

He pulled you closer catching you off guard. His face just a mere centimeters away from you, he whispered, "Really?" He asked you.

"Yes." You answered.

"Are you sure?" He asked you again while shifting himself even more closer to you. "I am." Your heart started hammering in your chest and you said with the slightest of movement of your lips, you were afraid that it would touch his.

He shifted even more closer, finally causing both of your lips to touch and spoke, "How sure are you?" He pecked your lips. "I.." and before you could utter the next word he pecked your lips again, "Answer me." He pecked your lips for the third time.

And when you opened your mouth to answer him, he attached his mouth to yours with force causing you to fall backwards on the sofa while he was above you.

He started kissing you like he starving since decades. In between your kiss you suddenly started feeling something hot run down your cheeks. They were tears, you wanted to stop and ask him what was going on but he didn't budge as he kept on kissing you possessively.

After a while when you both were lacking oxygen, he got up and you finally got to see his face. His eyes were red while tears dried on his cheeks. He looked absolutely heartbroken and it made you feel miserable to see him like this.

"Jungkook baby, what's the matter?" You asked him with worry in your eyes. This is what he needed to see, to see that you still cared for him, that he still was the one in your heart. That he was still yours and you were his.

But that wasn't enough, Jungkook needed to erase the memories of the love of his life standing next to another man who wasn't him, a man who touched you at places where only he was allowed to.

He hurriedly got off from you and took a bottle of wine in his hands, your eyes grew wide, was he going to drink more? "Jungkook please don't drink anymo-"

"Y/N baby." He cut you off as he got above you again, "What is it?" You asked him.

"Isn't alcohol used to disinfect germs?" He asked you while opening the cork of the bottle.

You hummed. "Then let me disinfect you." He said and poured some wine on your legs causing you to flinch from the sensation. He softly chuckled, "Do not worry love, I am only cleaning the unwanted touch- i mean the germs off you. Your skin shouldn't have those." He said and he leaned down to lick your right leg all the way from your feet to your knee.

You looked at him astonished but you couldn't deny that what was coming would be the treat of tonight. So you allowed him to take control over your body.

He repeated the same action with your left leg up until your knee where your skirt was ending.

He sat up and poured the wine on your waist and started lapping on your body like a dog but it started to feel ticklish and hence when you tried to push him away on reflex, he piped you down by groping your breasts. He started massaging them and then ran his fingers around the area of your nipples which had now hardened.

You moaned from the sensation and since he absolutely loved it when you moaned, he slid his other hand inside your skirt and started circling your pussy area.

You were getting wet.

He was getting a boner.

He could no more hold himself back and immediately poured all the wine over your neck till your chest and broke the bottle on the bedside, allowing him to gain a broken piece of the wine bottle to cut your dress apart.

He then tore off your bra making your wine soaked breasts naked under his hungry eyes.

He undressed himself and threw off his shirt away as he leaned down to lick your sweet cherries, he bit them, chewed them and pulled them up with his teeth until your moans became louder.

While his mouth was working on your nipples, his hands took the bottle piece to tear your panty apart and he opened his trousers as well.

When he felt that your vaginal opening hasn't dilated, he bit your nipple way too hard earning him a scream and your legs spread apart letting his dick get more access to get inside.

When it was getting tighter against your walls he flicked your other nipple hard and you were sure you saw stars in your eyes, making your walls relaxed and his penis finally going deep inside.

He started thrusting in and out while his mouth never left your boobs staying at one place, causing your nipples to continuosly stretch and shorten like a spring.

You had held the bedsheets tight while you couldn't stop moaning and screaming and you heard him moan louder as well.

This went on for a long time until you both felt physically exhausted.

He sighed and lied down next to you with his one hand around your waist, another hand fingering you pussy and his mouth suckling your boobs.

You ran your tired hand over his hair, "You cried earlier Jungkook, why?"

He detached his mouth and looked up at you, "Maybe because I was overwhelmed, maybe it was the alcohol?" He said with his smirk as he brought his hand up from your pussy and licked his fingers.

"Either way, I'm glad you're mine." He breathed as he felt his alcohol starring to wear off.

"But..." He continued after he started feeling sober. "But?" You asked.

He contorted his eyebrows, "Why.. is your face changing?" He felt confusion spiral in his head because with every passing moment, you looked more and more different.

No- You- "You! Who are you?" Jungkook got up immediately and shook his head, "Where's Y/N? Who the hell are you."

"Ah.. looks like you're completely sober now, it hurt me everytime you called me by your girlfriend's name but atleast I got to sleep with you. Damn it was such a good sex." The girl whom Jungkook mistook to be you under the heavy influence of alcohol was grinning ear to ear while Jungkook stood there with wide horrified eyes.

"Who knew ditching my husband and Y/N at dinner by making the excuse of having stomachache would grant me such a hot night." She bit her lips seductively while getting closer to him.

Jungkook felt absolutely nauseated, he felt disgusted and most importantly he wanted to kill her. Even if he absolutely wanted to do that, murder won't get him anywhere, it's too complicated to clean the mess up.

So he needed to get away, anywhere as long as it is away from her.

He stomped his way towards the door while the girl followed him behind.

Just when Jungkook opened the door, his worst nightmare came true. You were standing there, speechless with eyes wide open as if a deer was caught in headlights.

The girl beside him, whom you recognised to be your dance partner's wife, interlocked her arms with his and he immediately snatched his arm away. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" Jungkook was beyond frustrated.

"Omg honey, is it because Y/N's here? Why? Didn't you tell earlier that after we sleep together, you'll breakup with her?" She batted her eyelashes.

"Sleep?" You whispered almost doubting yourself if you heard that wrong.

"No Y/N! It's not what you think-"

"Jungkook if you ever truly loved me then be honest, did you both sleep together or no?" You asked, still thinking all this was unbelievable.

Seeing Jungkook wrapped in towel by his waist with another woman wrapped in bedsheet standing next to him, all of this was unbelievable. Were you too easy that Jungkook coaxed you into becoming his girlfriend, telling you how much he loved you every day and night- only to show you this? Were you that naive?

"Y/N we did sleep together but--" "Stop!" You raised your palm to stop him from saying any further. So to Jungkook you were just an easy girl? You wanted to laugh, did he really think of making excuses after his 'but'?

You shook your head, "Jungkook let's breakup and never see each other ever again."

You started running with tears in your eyes, it was going to be a long night with alcohol by your side.

-.

Tysm for making it till the end, your feedback is HIGHLY appreciated 💗 MWAHH!! (Fu*k BRB crying)

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[pinespittinink]

“I’m about to open my mouth to say something—to ask where his mother is now, or about what he remembers from all those years past, when something shifts among the shadows of the wings. The only light source between those tremendous dark dividing curtains are the faint industrial lamps high above among the catwalks and railings, but their light seems so far away, barely penetrating to the floor. 

An eerie sensation itches at my spine, and I feel the urge to turn around for a moment, despite the fact that there is nothing behind me but exposed brick and mirror and the makeup counter. 

I do not turn around, and a willowy figure steps out from the shadows into the amber light.”

[introducing...]

🎭🥂ꕥ  ARIEL  ꕥ🥂🎭

@saplingdraws did this lovely commission of Ariel from The Great Glavenisean Theater, and I’m so thrilled with how it came out!

I’m in the process of implementing my line edits and some ending tweaks to the first draft, but I’ll be putting out a beta call by the end of April, so keep an eye out!

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[quills-of-freedom]

Erwin Smith ~ Relationship, Vibe & Various

💌

💯

💭

🧠

🍆

☕️

🥂

🌂

🎁

🥇

🧩

👔

👞

✒️

📈

Okay, so there’s a lot to unpack here with Erwin Smith. As you probably know, he’s a very complex individual. Extremely hard to get close to, due to how busy/committed he is to his job.

However, if you do manage, prepare to be swept off your feet like Mary Poppins caught in a storm. Funny to look at but an absolute whirlwind.

Erwin is the gentleman. He will be so respectful, patient and alpha that you’ll feel like nothing in the world could ever hurt you, not even the Titans.

However, he’s known to sacrifice all he can for answers so I wouldn’t rely on that too much. Not that I’m saying he’d happily throw you into the jaws of a sixteen foot monster or anything, because he wouldn’t. He will sometimes go silent for days as he buries himself into his work. Unfortunately its just something you’re going to have to put up with if you want to be in this mans life.

Ideal Dates

Fancy dining is something you can expect when you’re with Erwin. He knows life is short and enjoying life while you can is important. That and he’s experienced the shitty ways of military life and the slop they serve; not to mention famine. So, now he’s up on the commander ladder, prepare to be spoiled with candle lit dinners and fine wines.

Doesn’t make him a snob though. He’s so down to earth he has this power where he’ll make you feel like royalty, all while lifting up everyone else in the room too. Kind and polite, he never fails to make others feel good about themselves; just a nod, a smile and a “thank you” goes miles for anyone serving him food.

Is a sucker for late night walks - especially in parks. He’ll loop your hand through his arm as he takes slow strides, his entirety rumbling with each small laugh he lets out. With you, having managed to penetrate into his life, he’s found a new happiness he didn’t think he’d ever have in this lifetime.

Like Levi, Erwin always smells good. Fresh shower gels, cologne, you name it.

Picnic’s in the spring and summer are something else you can expect from this amazing human. He’ll feed you fancy cheeses, bites of cake and so on.

Modern AU

I can see Erwin having a few professions in a modern au. A professor, a business man with Levi as his partner, and even the owner of a fancy, swag car store.

It’s just in his DNA to rise to the top of things - that’s Erwin for you. Whatever career he has, he’s high up and earns a lot of money. He’s a workaholic through and through, no matter what universe you’re in, he’s going to struggle balancing his work life with his personal life. It’s a major issue you’ll have to tackle if you want to be romantically involved with him.

He takes Levi to get acupuncture to help with his insomnia. He’s open minded and also suggests Tai-Chi.

Espresso’s are basically pumped directly into this mans veins. None after 4 though, else he’ll be up all night.

Always at his desk when he’s home. Very rarely does he relax without intervention from you. You have to ask him to come watch some TV or read a book. He’ll happily spend quiet time with you, he just needs reminding.

NSFW

Oh boy.

I’ve always cannoned Erwin as having a magic cock. It’s so fat and big and shaped so beautifully ~ ahh.

I call it magic because it’s basically a mini orgasm with each drag along your walls. And when you reach your golden end - you’ll be knocked silly.

I’m talking eye rolls, drool, you’ll flop like a rag doll as he pumps you into heaven.

His cock is addictive. Once Erwin inserts himself into you for the first time no other cock will ever do. It’s just… magical.

A gentleman in the sheets too - unless you don’t want him to be.

His load is so thick, like - McDonalds milkshake thick. And there’s so much of it, he can fill you up until you’re leaking and pull out and cover you.

The noises he makes consist of heavy, deep and almost guttural panting. Has such a sly smile while he watches how well your greedy insides take him.

Can and will preform oral on you for hours. Until your legs are shaking and you’re begging for mercy.

Don’t expect to ever be able to walk properly after he’s done with you, ‘cause you won’t.

Kinks

There’s two main (yet huge) moods Erwin has.

One is his praise kink. He worships you and your body. He’ll tell you how gorgeous, strong, pretty, beautiful, perfect etc., you are. It really gets him going showing his king/queen how he sees you and making you feel good about yourself. Making you feel as good as you deserves is almost good enough to make him cum on the spot. But of course, he has amazing self-control and his stamina is second to none.

Then there’s the other mood he has…

Having you dry hump him, beg him to pleasure you gets his motor running from 0 - 90.

If he’s super busy he’ll have you dry hump his tree trunk of a thigh while he fills in paper work, your desperate and pathetic body just pleading for him to see to you, the way only Erwin can. It won’t last too long though - it turns him on too much and will end up throwing you on the desk and fucking you until you see stars.

Aftercare

No matter how busy he was when you started to fuck, he’ll always take time to look after you after he’s destroyed your insides.

Pillow talk, soft kisses, telling you how well you did and how you milk him dry so well.

Will get you a tray of food and a drink and will bring it up to bed for you. Fruits, croissants, yoghurt… mmm.

After a particularly long session, he’ll wrap you up in the sheet and carry you to the shower; changing the bedding to a fresh set while you’re in there. He’ll lay out clean Pjs and have that tray of food waiting for you.

Always, always wraps his arms around you to fall asleep, his satisfied sighs in your ear always a joyous sound to end your day to.

Dates 10/10

Thoughtfulness 6/10

Affection 4/10

Sex 10/10

Aftercare 10/10

#aot erwin #erwin smith #erwin x y/n #snk headcanons #aot headcanons

[every-dayiwakeup]

OK, I feel like you would understand what I’m about to say and not even be remotely offended or disagree. Billy, a creature born of chaos and mischief, slutty slutty-said affectionately of course-William Hargrove, would take one look at Jason Carver’s annoying homophobic trying too hard ass and, not even liking him particularly, say “bet” and not only bang him but bang him so well that he causes this homophobic little shit that obviously has internalized issues to question everything he’s ever known.

And Billy would do this just for funsies.

Carol: Billy tell me you didn’t.

Billy: I didn’t.

Carol: Well, he keeps staring at you so I think, I’m pretty sure you’re lying.

Billy: Hm? Oh I obviously lied, but you told me to say I didn’t so I said I didn’t.

Meanwhile Jason Carver trying to sort himself out, having a bad time about it because he’s got church in the morning and his girlfriend who is a whole woman, smiled at him and kissed his cheek and is wearing his promise ring because they’re waiting for marriage and technically does it count as breaking that promise if it was in the-wait, he’s going to hell for sodomy isn’t he? Technically. Does it matter who penetrated and Oh God! Wait I didn’t mean it in vain I literally meant in the please help rid me of my demons-

Billy: *Waves*

Jason: *twitchy*

Carol: 🙄

Billy: 😈

LMAO I CAN SEE IT NOW. Billy is the CEO of inciting gay panic ✌️🥂

*****

He chants "gay gay gay" when he passes Jason in the hallway every chance he gets.

"I know what you are"

****

Billy makes sure to get a little closer to Jason after, puckering his lips, because he's bored and it's hilarious to watch Carver turn a mixture of green and red.

"You were into it, weren't you," Billy says, winking.

"I-I was most certainly not! Quit hogging the ball, Hargrove."

"Mmmm... you're a little too eager for balls this morning." He sends a smirk in Carol's direction. She rolls her eyes and turns to Tommy, who's ogling pathetically at Steve.

Can't blame Freckles.

***

@officialjoekeery

#red writes #my writing #idk what their ship name is lmao #and ofc #pining tommy #pining!billy #harringrove #like a pinch #pre!harringrove #it may happen it may not 😉 #i didnt tag anyone else bc im not sure yall want this lmao

[fandomfluffandfuck]

so yeah, first they both penetrated me separately, vaginally and anally and then we tried both of them, we actually did it but my god, the pressure was enormous. even when one of my friends was playing with my clit and the other with my boobs, I just couldn't pay attention to anything else but that pressure, it was so uncomfortable 😣. did I feel full? sure! none of those guys are small but it really was too much for me. I green lighted them for them to move but I just could never reach a point of pleasure, I don't know if that's the sensation someone is supposed to feel but after less than 5 minutes I told them to stop and I just couldn't keep going with the double penetration, I felt embarrassed ngl, I always thought that's something id love but then they just double teamed me differently and it was the most amazing thing. I was spit roasted and phew, best thing ever. having a guy holding my hands while fucking my throat and the other fucking my ass while having a Hitachi wand pressed to my clit has been the most amazing experience ever and I want to repeat it so badly.

also there was a moment when I was full of fingers. one of them was fingering my vagina and the other was fingering my mouth and by the way, that was the first time someone did that to me, I never had finger in my mouth, I never thought it was sexy but hell yes it was.

so the night ended up being different than I thought but it was so good overall. I already want to repeat (I don't think I ever try again to be double penetrated tho, maybe with smaller dicks or maybe I'll practice more with my dildos but I won't do it in the foreseeable future - kinky anon: how the hell were you gangbanged, girl? it couldn't be me, hats off to you! 🥂)

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Aw, I'm sorry it didn't go exactly how you wanted, baby. You got to try it, though! Hopefully, it was at least worth the experience, so, yeah, you can decide whether or not you want to practice more or you just want to stick to double penetration with respect to oral and anal penetration, not vaginal and anal (or even double penetration in one hole).

The part after they adjusted for you--as they should! I can't order your emotions around, but if I could, I would sure like to make you not feel embarrassed about it. You gotta do what you gotta do. Everyone's body is different, and everyone's mind is different. If it doesn't feel good, it doesn't feel good. That's that. No matter how hot the fantasy is, it's about the reality when it's happening, and if it's not what you want, then you should do something else!--sounds great, though! Spit roasting, double penetration oral and anal, whatever you call it, hell fucking yeah. Also that addition of a toy 👀

Good decision. Good decision. Good decision. That sounds overwhelming in the best way!

Also...

I feel like we all know how obsessed I am with hands and fingers--finger sucking specifically. Fingers in the mouth?! *chef's kiss* Goddamn!

I'm thrilled you ended up having a good experience, sweetheart! And a good enough experience to repeat it!! Great!

Whatever you decide to do, to practice more, or to stick to other types of double penetration, I'm sending you all the ✨️good, kinky vibes✨️May you find all the pleasure in that fullness 👀For now, though, it's good to know your limits (or not a limit but a proceed-with-cation).

Thank you for sharing, baby! <3

#asks #anon to anon #tmi

[kitanaijin]

💠 diamond dust 💠

forced marriage, grooming aftermath, heavily divergent to the epilogue and fairly dark.

🕊️ shigure x tohru.

i. ii. iii. iv.

🛡️🔥🪻 🕊️ kislev 🕊️🪻🔥🛡️

sexy and reverent chronicles of reality shifting otaku slash unabashed simp, noam reider.

attack on titan. fullmetal alchemist. one piece… just a whole lot of one piece oneshots with a slew of suitors, because she keeps dying in verse and respawning, trying as she might until meeting her desired end.

within her bnha script lies what should have been her swan song… she finds it’s merely the beginning after hawks veers her off course. 📕 feathers in the attic

🫐 freakebana 🫐

wife hoarding keigo with a breeding kink that maintains a liberal compliance to canon events as our resident bird boy keeps his private life extremely under wraps.

🕊️ keigo x ofcs x reader. 📘 feathers in the attic

i. ii. iii.

🥂 sleep first, then dream 🥂

yandere host club, post canon. tamaki and kyouya devise a plot to abide their fathers wishes and force haruhi’s hand in marriage.

🕊️ kyouya x haruhi x tamaki. haruhi x mori.

♊️ garden of forking paths ♊️

twin sisters chieko and emiko were rescued from the entertainment district. a deal was struck wherein former oiran, emiko, would marry lord tengen in exchange for safe passage and medical attention. she’d rather die than bed another man so her sister, warrior nun chieko, takes her place in the marriage bed.

when the plot is discovered, lord tengen rectifies his oversight and separates the sisters.

he sends emiko back to yoshiwara alongside suma and makio for the undercover mission and it’s not two days before she’s stolen in the little hours by lord douma.

🕊️ feathers in the attic 🕊️

starling ♥️ nightingale 💜 goldfinch 💙 magpie

ꜱɪɴ & ᴛᴏɴɪᴄ | ᴀ ᴋɪɴᴋᴛᴏʙᴇʀ 2023 ᴏɴᴇꜱʜᴏᴛ ᴍᴇɴᴜ

ᴀᴘᴏꜱᴛᴀꜱʏ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴄᴋꜱ | ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴅᴏᴜᴍᴀ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

noncon, macro/micro, gore, temperature play, vore, bondage, intercrural sex, deepthroating, double penetration in two holes, virginity, uniform, cockbulge, breathplay, overstimulation

ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴀʟʟ ꜱᴇᴇᴍꜱ ʟᴏꜱᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴꜰɪɴɪᴛʏ ᴄᴀꜱᴛʟᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏꜱᴇ.

ᴡɪɴᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴇᴀʀꜱ | ʟᴀᴡ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ x ʀᴏʙɪɴ

dubcon, masturbation, somnophilia, virginity, menophilia, threesome, grooming, praise kink, medical play, fisting, mind control, double penetration in one hole, face sitting, shotgunning, free use, spanking, orgasm denial, edgeplay, overstimulation, omorashi

ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀʟʟɪᴀɴᴄᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴɴᴏᴄᴇɴᴛʟʏ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ. ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ’ᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴛᴏ ꜱʜᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ.

#.masterlist

[melitaking60]

Food liquids how the medicine relates to partners' sexual health.

👩‍❤️‍👨👨‍👩‍👧👫🥃🥤🍶🍺🥂💊💉🧬🧫🚻🚼🐟🐖🥩🥬

Insemination, with or without sperm, affects the ovaries. Sexual health protection includes protection from germs insemination or any body flesh of a sexual partner.

We protect from pregnancy and from bodily liquids.

Why

Because whatever the make partner consumes medicine acids steroids oral ingredients enter the bloodstream ejects via sexual intercourse penetrates the vaginal wall.

Revelation

Protect with condoms with contraception for secure intimacy.

Female ovaries are open to male body liquids directly that can cause infertility health issue so as hormonal imbalance.

Oral consumption liquid absorption equally as vaginal absorption can affect the bloodstream.

Steroids can adversely affect ovaries. It is less likely the female partner to affect the male, except infection from germs, to such extent of hormonal imbalance.

Practice safe intercourse choose your partner wisely.

[leykzy142]

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[kaiteepage]

Gratitude turns what we have into enough. But regret sure is persistent, and contagious, like a forest fire that ignites from that one cigarette you smoked and forgot how to properly put out because you don’t even smoke in the first place 💨 🔥 🚬 . A nuisance, too, like a fly buzzing around your ear interrupting other peaceful forest sounds and melodies, getting in the way of all the simple things you’re trying to do like eat your food, but if you kill it you’re a d*** because that fly has a right to live and a right to make noise and there’s a reason for that buzz in your ear but you don’t want to acknowledge it and good lord it reminds you of the girl with that penetrating voice barking on her cell phone the entire time at the outdoor cinema last summer and how embarrassed you were when your friend told her to shut up but now suddenly you get it. Gratitude vs Regret, almost like the Super Bowl of your favorite sporting event, but you feel so bad for the losing team you want to help them and are conflicted as to who exactly to cheer for and when. Like oil and water; both are needed to complete the recipe and make the food delicious, but we all know with cooking, as with most other things in life, timing is everything, and blah blah blah and so forth 🎂 So is it math? Shed regret get gratitude? Is it a sport? A recipe? Or is one just necessary to have in order to obtain the other… in order to obtain order. Um, yes. Maybe. I don’t know, but cheers 🥂 I love this restaurant! #tramonti #randomdeepthoughtsonasaturday #livinginCostaRica #expatLife #costaricaexpat #travel #monteverde #costarica #regret #gratitude #momLife #momswhotravel #sports #math #cooking #philosophy #thatgirlstthemovies #humans #forgiveyourself #wine #whatever (at Tramonti Pizzeria E Ristorante Monteverde) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cc_6tKGOhlg/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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[emeralddoeadeer]

If magic exists, you definitely sprinkled a lot of it over Everlong. After each chapter I can't get the story out of my head for days. Last night I dreamt something about Everlong(can't remember what, but I remember waking up frustrated with James 😂)

Of course this is your choice and I'll continue to love the story no matter what, but I really hope we get to see them happy for at least one chapter. I've been dreaming of some Everlong fluff from the moment I discovered it.

Happy New Year!🥂

Thanks friend, you're too kind!

I'm glad it sticks with you, it penetrates my dreams too! Pleased you're frustrated with James rather than me 😂

I think I'd make a lot of enemies if I ended it without a little fluff and while it's not my forte I'll sure try.

Happy New Year!

#anon #everlong #could it be magic #ask #replies