#Addy's Kinktober

[addie-henderson]

annabeth chase + boot worship (it's more like just boot humping than worship.)

the heavy bronze sole of her training boots made a deafening sound as her foot hit the ground roughly. Still she barely spared you a glance as she corrected your behavior.

"hands to yourself. I'm working." her voice isn't harsh it's never harsh with you but the warning carries out clearly enough you retract your hands from clinging to her thighs "thank you, sunflower."

"Annie?"

"hm?"

"I'm really... " you hesitate, why was it so embarrassing to get out? finally with nothing better to express what was needed to be said, a high whine sounds out instead. "it's achy. I'm achy. wanna touch."

"sit." was all she contributed back to the conversation as if she hadn't heard you.

"Annie..."

"stop whining and sit." for the first time she actually spared you a glance from her work. her eyes were cloudy like she wasn't really looking at you but thinking how to destroy you, like an enemy on the battlefield. you drop to sit at her feet and find that now you have her full attention. "let me see."

it isn't a request (it hardly ever is), so you spread your legs for her to see the increasingly growing slick in your pretty underwear. she pursed her lips together and looks to be considering what to do with you with as much enthusiasm as someone picking what toothbrush they want to buy. your legs start to close as you grow anxious of her staring. however, they don't get to touch each other before she knocks them both apart again with her boot.

"when I say, you do. you know that." she grumbled pressing her boot into your clothed aching cunt, the grooves on the bottom feels fantastic as it bumps your clit. a whimper leaves your mouth and you move your hips for friction again hoping it's subtle enough she won't notice. "you dirty little thing." she cooed, pressing her foot a bit harder. "I was going to touch you myself. but maybe you can get yourself off just like that."

"but-" you start but are quickly cut off

"uh uh. you get off yourself or not at all. I'm working. " she turns back to her laptop, disinterested in you fucking yourself against her.

"and when you're done," she glances at you one last time. "kiss my boot and tell it thank you. then maybe I'll let you touch me again. "

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[zoros-onigiri]

Fuck it, I’m changing kinktober and I’m only doing it with Shanks, Zoro and Buggy because they have ruined literally every other man for me and I can <3

#addie rambles 💝 #kinktober 2023 #kinktober

[sourcherryandsprinkles]

Kinktober day 8 | Tate Langdon x Reader

Day 8: mommy kink

Word count: 1.4k

Warnings: 18+, grinding, praising, slight degrading, overstimulation,

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‘’I like when you do that.’’ 

‘’Do what?’’ 

‘’Fix my hair when it gets in my face. Run your hand down my back when I’m laying down. Make sure I ate today,’’ he explained as you rubbed your thumb over the back of his hand as you held hands on the way home, sensing his anxiety after a long day. You had a knack for knowing exactly what he needed. ‘’Take care of me.’’ 

‘’I just love you. People take care of the ones they love,’’ you said simply. 

Tate looked down at the sidewalk, his old converses suddenly very interesting to look at. ‘’I’ve never had anyone taking care of me before,’’ he admitted, feeling a lump of sadness settling in his stomach. 

His words made your heart ache. It was rare Tate would bring up his home life, preferring to escape it than bother you with his problems, but you knew Constance never really took good care of Tate — or any of her children. She was a terrible and neglectful mother, blaming the end of her acting career on him when her failure came from herself. 

You opened your mouth to say something, but closed it when you couldn’t find the words. Instead, you squeezed his hand and walked the rest of the way to your house in silence. 

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A few days later, you were watching a movie in your bed when your phone buzzed with a message from Tate. He hadn’t been able to come over today because Constance had invited her new boyfriend for dinner and wanted everyone to be there. 

From Tate: Can I come over? I’m already outside… 

Pushing your blanket off your body, you paused your movie and went downstairs, opening the door instead of texting him back. 

You found him sitting on your porch with his hands covering his face, looking like he had been there for a few minutes. His eyes were a bit red, matching his sore-bitten lips. It was a stark contrast to the green of his sweater.

‘’I had an argument with my mom and her new toy,’’ Tate explained once he was in the comfort of your bedroom. He rubbed at his face, attempting to erase the traces of his emotions. 

You nodded, sitting on the bed beside him. ‘’Do you want to talk about it?’’ 

He shook his head, not wishing to repeat what had been said. ‘’Can you just hold me? Please.’’

Without a word, you opened your arms, and Tate nestled into your embrace, giving him the love and comfort Constance failed to give her son. 

‘’Whatever has been said at that dinner, just know that your mother is wrong,’’ you spoke softly after a moment, your head resting on top of his as he held you tight. ‘’You’re loved and wanted and you didn't ruin her life, okay? Not you or Addie.’’ 

He sniffled and nodded against your chest. ‘’I love you too.’’ 

After a moment, his hold loosened, slowly calming down…and undoubtedly noticing the absence of a bra through your shirt. Lucky boy. You fought a smile, having not considered your attire when you went downstairs to get the door. 

‘’Do you feel comfortable like this?’’ you asked, breaking the silence.

Tate smiled smugly against your shirt, nodding. ‘’Very. They’re so soft and comfortable. I wish I could fall asleep like that at night.’’  

‘’Do you want me to take my shirt off?’’ you whispered, taking him by surprise. 

He nodded again, detaching himself from you so you could take off your shirt and fell back against your pillows in a more comfortable position. 

When you first suggested it, you didn’t think it would take a sexual turn, but Tate’s mouth began kissing at your breasts while his hands were massaging and kneading, fingers digging into soft flesh. God, he loved your tits. 

You would be lying if you said this wasn’t pleasurable. Tate was gentle and loving with his touches and kisses, savoring the moment. Your hand naturally found its way to his hair, running through his blond strands and encouraging him to keep going. 

Then, you began feeling something press against your thigh. 

‘’Not my fault. I can’t control what my dick does.’’

You bit back a laugh. ‘’Do you want me to take care of it?’’ Your hand wandered between your bodies to rub his hardening cock over his pants. 

Tate whimpered and pushed into your touch. ‘’Please.’’ 

He lifted his head from your chest, his eyes still red but no longer teary, and you motioned to take your spot and lay against your pillows.

‘’Mommy’s gonna take good care of you,’’ you promised, leaning down to give him a sweet kiss. ‘’I’m gonna make you feel so good, Tate. So good you’re gonna forget about tonight.’’

That’s exactly what he needed.

With your help, Tate discarded his pants and boxers, causing his cock to slap against his stomach. It must not have felt good straining against his stiff jeans. 

‘’Does that feel good, baby?’’ you asked, slowly running one finger over his sensitive length, teasing him.

He nodded, a shaky breath slipping from his lips. ‘’Y-yes.’’

You did it again, this time ending your stroke by brushing your thumb over the head. 

Tate whimpered, his hips jerking upwards and causing his sweater to ride up his stomach, flashing a trail of light blond hair. You leaned down to kiss it. 

‘’Such a good boy,’’ you praised, continuing to jerk him with your delicate hand. 

You could jerk him off until he spilled, but you decided to have some fun and try something else. Withdrawing your hand, Tate started sitting up. 

‘’Where are you going?’’ he asked, sounding alarmed. 

‘’I’m not going anywhere,’’ you reassured, caressing his thigh. ‘’Don’t worry.’’ 

Nodding, he settled back and watched you move, licking his lips as you removed your pajama bottoms and underwear. His deep brown eyes gave your body a look over, loving everything he was seeing. The natural fall of your breasts and the reddish-mauve mark his mouth left behind, the tiny mole right below your navel that no one but him had noticed, the scar on your calf from when you shaved and accidentally cut yourself. 

‘’You’re so pretty, Mommy. Can I have a kiss?’’ 

It was so nicely asked, you couldn’t deny him. 

You swung a leg over to straddle him, your hands rubbing his hips as his thick cock rested against his stomach, hard and leaking at the tip. The sight almost made the arousal between your legs drip. Your eyes met Tate's as you rose up on your knees, but instead of sinking down on his cock, you lowered yourself on the length and grinded your slick folds along it.

He moaned from the slightest bit of friction, feeling your pussy sliding languidly along his cock.

 A smirk drew across your lips, moving torturously slow. 

Tate whimpered your name, his voice laced with frustration and desire. 

‘’What is it, baby? Is this not what you wanted?’’ you asked coyly, the sound of your arousal mixing with his pre-cum filling the room. 

You saw his eyes dart down to where your genitals were touching, rubbing together. ‘’Mommy, plea-please,’’ he whined, his cock twitching and about to burst. 

You knew what he wanted, but you weren’t going to give it to him — yet. 

‘’Are you close, baby?’’ 

He closed his eyes and gripped the sheets as his stomach spasmed. ‘’I’m gonna cum, I wanna cum.’’ 

‘’Don’t hold back, baby, you can cum.’’

Ropes and ropes of white cum then spilled onto Tate's smooth stomach, his climax hitting, but you didn’t stop like he thought you would. No. You decided to push his limits and tease him until he couldn’t take it, watching his hips lifting off the bed as his orgasm came again and again, ropes of cum shooting out of his cock and adding to the mess. You were surprised he could still cum like that. 

‘’Can't cum anymore. So sensitive,’’ he said with tear-stained cheeks, whimpering through his orgasm and a little after it was done.

‘’You want me to stop?’’

‘’Please.’’ 

You caressed his cheek, wiping some of the tears. ‘’But I haven’t put it in yet...’’

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[essentiallyleaf]

day 22. daddy kink. with. sakura.

758 words.

tags.

kinktober ‘23, futa!idol x female reader, daddy kink, cockhungry reader, somewhat rough sex, i’m not feeling very funny tonight.

notes.

they just keep getting shorter! i swear it’s not because i’m procrastinating writing until 12 a.m. though. exhaustedly, leaf.

You met the girl in a mall, she was reading Kafka with the most peaceful, relaxed air, like there was a desert around her, when in reality it was so crowded and loud that you couldn’t hear your friend talk to you from across the table at the coffee shop. She later told you she likes to hear the sound of the artificial waterfall beside the escalator while she reads; you told her, go to the river; she told you, it’s not the same, people go to the river to relax, I don’t read to relax; you asked her, what do you read for?; she answered you, I read to understand what the writer is like in bed. Anyway, you went up to her and asked whether she knew if there was a library in the mall - you knew there was one right around the corner, but pick-up lines aren’t your forte; whose forte are they, if truth be told? - and if she had a book to recommend. “Well, it depends, what do you like?” It’s very easy to make conversation, if you think about it: you can start anywhere you want, and it’s like tributary streams, at some point you always end up channeling into your common interests.

It’s just following the course of the river that leads to her writing down her number on the paper towel you’d gotten with your coffee - “It’s Sakura, by the way, but you can call me Kkura,” she said with a warm smile, like she loved her name, like she had chosen it herself - to the two of you meeting again (neither of you used the word date, but in retrospect, well, yeah) in a bar downtown. They didn’t call themselves a gay bar, but the place had queer written all over it; I mean, Monthly Murder Mystery Monday? Really? To the two of you seeing each other four times in the next week, to her asking if you wanted to come to her house to have a drink after the fourth, cause she wanted to show you her wild animal plushie collection. One thing that surely was wild was the sex, that night. Kkura was plunging into your pussy from the back as you were bent over her bed, ass in the air, and she felt huge inside you. Your face was sunk into the soft light gray-brown fur of the sloth when it escaped your mouth.

“Ngh- ahaadhd- …addy!”

“What did you just say?”

“I- Nothing, I’msor-”

“Again.”

The thing about a river’s delta is, it splits very gradually, just one extra fork at a time, so you don’t really notice how wide it has spread until you’re already deep into it. You start calling her daddy every time you’re hungry for her cock, and she feeds you (the unholy sound of your slurps fills the room like there’s three girls sucking it at the same time, but no, it’s just little old you), then every time you’re hungry. She’s the sweetest girlfriend, you know she’d always get you whatever you’re craving if you asked nicely. You call her daddy when it’s just the two of you, then if there’s close friends around. They still smile jokingly when it happens, but they understand, they know what it’s like; not to be with a girl whose rod that can rearrange your insides, but to be lucky enough to be next to someone that you love and to not be afraid to show it. You almost have a slip up the first time you meet her parents: “Dad- Da… Dadaism was, pretty… wacky, wasn’t it? Duchamp, what an eccentric soul, haha!” Even the save is embarrassing, but it’ll be a great story to tell your kids; ok, maybe not your kids, maybe your friends.

She’s your daddy when you sit on her lap and start grinding on it while she’s having breakfast, when you lay your head on her shoulder and she gropes your tits, only covered by a thin beige t-shirt, while you’re watching Worlds, when she fucks you missionary and slaps your thighs until they become red like your cheeks at her parents’ house, and her fingers gently wrap around your throat, and she kisses you like her throat is burning and only you can help relieve it. You can’t separate freshwater and salt, once you’re out in the sea. It’s all mixed together, as one. And it’s not good or bad, it’s all just part of a natural cycle. Sakura, Kkura, daddy; any name, any place, any time.

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footnotes.

my favorite shirt from Raygun is the one that says ‘Iowa: flee to flourish’. friedly, leaf.

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[adaptacy]

!!NOTICE!!

Sensitive topics ahead! Gore, NSFW, angst, etc. If you are a minor or if you are upset by certain things please beware!

Hi!! I'm Adapt/Addie. I write fanfiction and have way too much free time on my hands. Your average tumblr girlie.

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[smuttybish]

Kinktober Day 5 ━ Kai Parker | Daddy Kink

[gif not mine]

Characters: Kai Parker X F!Reader

Warning: Pure Smut, Daddy Kink, Fingering, Begging,

"Daddy!" You gasp out, his fingers pushing in and out of you quickly, you already coming down from two orgasms. He fell his teeth graze against your clit, making you buck your hips up against him.

"Yes baby?"He says, scissoring your tight hole open.

"N-No-No more... Please..." You beg, only making him smirk.

"That's not how this works baby..." He says, sliding another finger into your puff folds. He moves his fingers in and out quickly, loving the whimpers that fall from your mouth.

"Daddy- P-Please-" You beg, trying to close your legs. He uses his free hands to keep your legs spreed, as he goes even faster with his three fingers, making her quickly reach another orgasm.

The 10th of the night.

And he wasn't stopping anytime soon.

No matter how much you begged or pleaded.

No matter what tears fell from your face.

He wasn't stopping until he wanted to.

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[smellslikemultifandomimagines]

i love your writing, can i request a theo x reader smut where he just fucks her senseless and keeps over stimulating her and he gives her a lot of after care (just a really smutty imagine ngl lol)

✦ pairing: theo raeken (18+) x fem!reader

✦ smut warnings: rough penetrative sex, , riding (but him thrusting up), over-stimulation, cute aftercare

✦ word count: 323

✦ request guidelines✨

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✦ smut night masterlist 💦

Theo holds you steady above him as he fucks into you. He’s coaxing your fourth orgasm out of you, adoring how much of a mess you are for him.

“oh my god,” you whimper, thighs trying to close around his hips while your hands struggle to hold yourself up. You nearly fall against his chest, body shuddering at the touch of his fingertips on your clit.

“You’re okay, baby. You’re doing so well,” he grunts in your ear, hand slapping your ass hard. “So good for me, always so fucking good for me.”

Your eyes are screwed shut, face buried in the crook of his neck as he shifts your body slightly. The angle causes his cock to hit right against the spot that makes you scream in pleasure.

“Theo,” your voice stutters, feeling so close to another orgasm.

“I know, baby. Let it out for me, yeah? Cum on my cock like the good girl I know you are,” his words of encouragement only makes you tense up, and the power of pleasure takes over you. You’re whimpering, borderline crying from the intensity of it all. Theo grunts in your ear, cum shooting inside you from just watching you cum again for him.

“Sh, sh, it’s okay, I got you,” he soothes, rubbing your back as your body slowly calms down from the insane high. He gently pulls out and, with your legs still wrapped around his waist, carries you to the bedroom. In the most loving manner, Theo cleans between your thighs, mumbling words of affirmations to you.

He notices you wince at a spot just below your hips and presses his hand against it. You watch in bewilderment as he takes the pain away, his veins turning black as it seeps every bit away.

“You don’t have to do that,” you coo, grabbing his hand and caressing the skin. He only smiles and leans down, capturing your lips in his.

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[hongism]

call me maybe - s. mingi 18+

day 22 of kinktober: guided masturbation - song mingi  warnings: video call sex, mutual masturbation, guided masturbation, camboy mingi, client reader, cum eating, daddy kink, dirty talk wc: 1.6k genre: pwp, smut, 18+

“Touch yourself for me.” The command is spoken in a clean and crisp tone, one that compels you to obey without any hesitation. A chill takes over your whole body and surges through your veins. You snake a hand down the bare expanse of your chest. 

On any other day, you would feel embarrassed to be so exposed and on display in front of a total stranger. However, the sight of his hard and leaking cock before you makes you gain much more confidence in the show you’re putting on. Somehow you wouldn’t call Song Mingi a total stranger either — he’s a camboy you’ve been watching for several months now, so you’ve had the pleasure of seeing him in intimate and exposed positions like the one the two of you are in now, but this is a whole different level.

As his hand drags over his thick length, you release a small whimper. You want nothing more than to be able to reach through the computer screen and replace his large hard with your significantly smaller one, see the way his cock sits against your palm and makes you look even smaller. His tanned skin glows under the yellow lights of his room, causing the sheen of sweat over his chest to glimmer. Were you able to be there in person, you’re confident that you would ravish his whole body with your tongue and leave his covered in sweet love bites. Almost as though he reads your mind, Mingi hums and reaches up to tweak his nipple. It draws a deep moan from his full and swollen lips. Just as he moans, your own hand finds your sopping folds. The amount of arousal there should be embarrassing, but Mingi merely arches a brow as he looks at the display before him on his own screen.

How did you get so lucky again? Manage to win a one on one video call with your favorite camboy? Is this even real life? Surely it must be a dream because you would never dare to believe that you could have such a stroke of good luck. You must not be paying enough attention to Mingi now; he clears his throat to garner your attention – which you give to him in less than a second, mind you – and he speaks once again in that low, gravelly tone. It sends shockwaves of arousal every time you hear it, but now it feels so much more intimate having him one on one in this manner.

“I said to touch yourself for Daddy, baby girl.”

The whine that escapes you is borderline pathetic. You turn your cheek to avoid Mingi’s heated stare, although your hand doesn’t stop moving between your folds. 

“Good girl,” he praises when your fingers slip through the wetness there. “Keep touching yourself just like that for me.” 

You wouldn’t dream of disobeying him now, so you build up a steady rhythm, drawing small circles over your clit as Mingi watches on with a hawk-like gaze. He refuses to touch his twitching member for what feels like hours; instead, he settles for surveying your movements while roaming his hands across the skin of his chest. You follow each shift and shuddering muscle, letting your free hand dance up to brush over a nipple. The bud hardens under your touch. It leaves you wanting more, but Mingi lifts his chin and stops your needy touches before they can even begin. 

“Not without my permission, baby girl.” He clicks his tongue against his palate. “Bring your fingers to that pretty little cunt. I want you to fuck yourself nice and slow for me.” You do as told and push two fingers into your fluttering hole. The pressure builds between your legs, the sounds of your pleasure coming out in the wet pulses of your hand as you work yourself open before Mingi’s eyes. “Mhm, just like that. Such a pretty baby, opening yourself like that for me. Can you spread your legs a bit wider?”

“Y-Yes, Da-addy,” you stammer and press your legs further. Mingi leans closer to the camera as though by instinct, enraptured by the sight of your fingers fucking in and out of your squelching cunt.

“So, so good. I bet your walls would be so tight around my fat cock, don’t you think?”

“Yes, yes, Daddy.”

“More,” Mingi commands. Your lips tremble as you push your hips forward, thrusting your fingers into yourself at a new angle in attempts to reach deeper. It’s almost too difficult for you to handle; your fingers aren’t nearly long enough for this kind of activity, but that doesn’t seem to be stopping Mingi. If anything, it causing his teasing to grow in quantity. “Aw, poor little baby. Your fingers aren’t enough, are they?”

“N-No,” you whimper before sinking your teeth into your lower lip. 

“Wish they were my long fingers instead? I bet I could fill up that tight pussy with just one.”

“P-Please,” you beg, and at this point, you aren’t even sure what you’re asking for. Mingi’s hand snakes back down to his dick. He collects a bead of precum on his index finger then brings the large digit to his lips, lapping at the wetness on the tip. Your mouth falls open without you meaning for it to, and you can almost taste his seed on your tongue. Oh, the things you would give to be under him right now. Or on top of him. You don’t care really as long as he can be here with you in person. Sadly, you have to settle for this. 

“You’re gonna cum with me, aren’t you?” He speaks it like a question, but the underlying demand is more than present. You nod like a madman, hair bobbing with the motion. Mingi gulps air down like it’s water, and his Adam’s Apple protrudes a bit more as he swallows. His head falls back, hand jerking over his thick length, and possibly the hottest moans you’ve ever heard in your life tumble from his lips. It’s a bit self-centered really, but you can’t help but to feel like you’re the one drawing such noises out of him. It causes you to moan back, wanting Mingi to know that he is having a similar effect on you as well. He seems to appreciate the gesture from what you can tell; his cock twitches weakly in his grip as your noises reach his ears. 

“I… Daddy, I’m gonna – I’m gonna cum,” you warn, thumb flicking over your sensitive bud. You twist your fingers deeper inside your cunt and try to pump them in rhythm with Mingi’s hasty jerks on his cock.

“Cum for me then, darling. Fall apart for me, knowing that I’m the one giving you this pleasure right now.” 

His words spur you to a mind-blowing orgasm. It’s the best one you’ve ever given yourself, assisted by Mingi’s grunts and sweat-stricken body. He follows close behind you. Bright white ropes of cum spurt from the head of his cock, painting his bare chest and catching on his defined muscles. Without hesitation, Mingi brings his hand up and collects the seed onto his fingers, thrusting those same fingers into his mouth a second later. He laps at his long digits until every drop of cum has disappeared behind his tongue. You can only stare on in surprise with a new curling heat in your gut. 

“Your turn,” he murmurs once he pulls his hand back. You offer a hasty nod and tug your own hand to your mouth. If you’re going to eat your own cum like this though, you want to put on an excellent show for Mingi in return for all the shows he puts on for you. Your tongue drags over each finger at a languid pace, spending extra time to swirl the wet muscle through each crevice between your fingers. Mingi watches on with a heavily lidded gaze, eyes so blown out with lust that you can hardly see his irises in the dim light. 

“All done,” you say with a certain lilt to your tone, pulling off your last finger and letting the wet pop resound. 

“Fuck, that was… you’re hot as hell,” Mingi huffs out through a laugh. 

“I guess that’s all then?” You inquire. It’s hard to conceal the disappointment in your tone, but a deal is a deal, and this is all you agreed on before starting. “I’ll see you at your next stream, I suppose.”

“I’ll be on the lookout for your name again, Miss… Y/N.” Mingi’s full lips twist into a playful smile as he leans closer to the camera. That’s the last thing you see too, because the screen goes black a second later, and you’re suddenly left all alone in your room once more. You almost think that’s it, that you’ll never hear from Mingi again and have to go back to the much less exciting activity of merely watching Mingi through his streams. Then your message box on the site dings, and you hastily click on the notification when it pops up.

Message from: fixsong_mingi99

Figured you might need my number for our next visit. Feel free to call whenever.

And there below that short and sweet message lies a phone number, inconspicuous digits showing you exactly what you wanted to hear throughout your whole call with Mingi. That he wanted you too. 

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a/n: okay this was new and exciting and i really had a lot of fun writing it omg im surprised

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[ma-sulevin]

Kinktober Day 3: Publix Sex

Sharky Boshaw x Mattie Covington, rated E (obviously)

1,000 words, complete.

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There’s no privacy in the bunker.

There are six fully-grown adults shoved into a space designed for four at best, though Sr. never lets them forget he intended to be in it alone. Since it’s his bunker, on his land, he gets the main bedroom to himself. Addie and Xander coopted the smaller bedroom for themselves and their coconut oil collection, which is fine, but it leaves Mattie and Sharky out in the living space with Hurk.

Which, again, is mostly fine.

Mostly.

Mattie never thought she’d miss running around the county, fighting the cult without having a house, but there’s a pretty compelling reason pressed against her back, pressing kisses to her neck, and making goosebumps ripple over her skin.

“Sharky, come on. We have to share this room.” She squirms a little in his arms because his beard tickles, and because if he doesn’t stop it and sit still, she’s going to lose it.

He does stop kissing her, but it’s only because he’s already hard and her squirming is making him moan into her hair. She freezes in place, but it’s really too late for her to stop her body from reacting from what’s happening around it.

And it has been a while…

“C’mon, shorty, Hurky’s asleep and I’m dying over here.” She can feel her pulse skyrocketing as she considers it, and then he adds, “If you just let me eat your pussy, I’ll take care of myself.”

It’s almost physically impossible for her to turn him down, so she sits up and tries to look across to where Hurk’s bed is. He’s in it for sure, but the snoring from that side of the room lets her know he’s definitely asleep. She can’t hear noises from the rooms where everyone else is, but they’re probably asleep too… and Addie and Xander have been making a lot of noise without caring, so… 

Sharky must feel it when she decides to just go for it because he’s pulling her into a kiss almost before she’s fully turned to face him on the thin mattress. She parts her lips for his tongue and guides his hand between her legs to show him it’s okay to keep going, and he moans into her mouth when he finds her already wet, like she could be any other way with the way he’s been touching her.

He pushes her until she’s flat on her back and he’s hovering over her, then he’s moving down under the blankets to fold himself up at the foot of the bed. She can’t see him in the dark, covered as he is, but she can feel him pulling her panties down and shoving his wide shoulders between her thighs.

He brushes his thumbs over her slit and then holds her open for his tongue, and he doesn’t hesitate, he doesn’t ever hesitate. He just eats her like he’s been starving for it, like he really was dying and the only way to keep him healthy was to let him drown in her cunt.

She tries to be quiet, she really does. She’s heard Addie enough times to know how well sound echoes down here, but Sharky’s moaning against her and she can tell he’s jerking off under the blanket just like he said he would, and the fact that he’s enjoying this too makes it almost too much for her to handle.

She grinds her teeth together and groans at the back of her throat, shoving one hand under the blanket to tug on his hair while her other hand flattens over her lips to hold in the sounds that want to spill from her, loud and happy.

He moans again, louder, and flicks his tongue over her clit in just the right rhythm for just long enough that she’s coming against him, thighs trembling by his ears and hips grinding against his face. The pleasure rolls over her but doesn’t stop, because Sharky doesn’t stop. He just keeps going, chasing her, holding her still with one hand around her hips to push down on her stomach so his right hand can keep working his cock.

He said he was going to eat her out but he didn’t say he would stop. 

She comes again, overstimulated, and she reaches down with both hands now to pat at the top of his head to get him to slow down, but the extra attention just makes him fuckin’ double down and keep going, and this time she can’t stop the noises from spilling out of her.

She whimpers and moans, jaw clenched but lips parted, and she’s pretty sure she can hear Addie yelling something from the other room, and the realization that other people can actually hear her right now…

She calls Sharky’s name when she comes for the third time, and it’s enough for him. He lets her go and she presses her thighs together as they shake, her hands over her face to fight the swirl of arousal and embarrassment as Sharky pushes himself up to come onto her thighs.

He ate her out, and he took care of himself, just like he promised.

She’s never going to tell him being overheard pushed her over the edge right at the very end. She’ll never hear the end of it from him, and she’ll never get another solid night’s sleep in her life.

“Good job in there, honey!” Addie’s voice echoes. Sharky swears under his breath.

He disappears with the blanket and Mattie shivers, but he comes back as fast as he can with a bit of fabric to wipe her up with. When he’s done, he wraps himself around her and buries his face in her neck, and she can barely hear him apologizing to her because now Hurk’s decided he has something to say too.

“I gotta see if my daddy has more of them earplugs,” he says, and Mattie bursts into laughter.

She’s never looking any of them in the eye again.

Kinktober Master Post.

#sharky boshaw #sharky x deputy #far cry 5 #kinktober 2020 #x: burn like a star fire #oc: mattie covington

[addie-henderson]

Catch me if you can.

Batman gets his rocks off by catching a thief in the bat cave. (of course it's only the love of his life)

A joyous whistled tune echos off the tall walls and soon trailed off. It was dark and gloomy, like the cave always was. the sound of sharp heels hitting the ground was apparent in the silence. A gloved finger ran along the keys of the rather large computer that hung above the head of anyone who could possibly wall the halls.

"wonder if he's overcompensating for something..." you wonder out loud knowing your dig would get at the nerves of your watchful audience.

there's no immediate response that can be heard so the strut around the cave continues with a hand on tour of an extensive weapons artillery. A batarang found its way in between nimble fingers. you take your time spinning in your hand before sticking it into the belt hanging low on your waist.

"oooo, freeze gun." you mutter before grabbing that too.

despite the cold weapon in your hands there's a sudden warmth behind you and you smile. Bruce.

"Bandit." a hand grabs hold of your arm roughly, in a way Bruce would never be seen touching you. careless and hard.

"Batman." you muse, "come here often?"

you both knew the answer. you both knew you were being coy with him.

"I'd like to ask you the same question." his gruff voice came from under the cawl, thought a small smirk makes your stomach flutter.

"you'll have to catch me first, love." you hiss, spinning with a ferocity of someone fighting for their life. you drop low and swing your leg under his sending him tumbling onto his back (he could have dodged. you knew he could have)

He's quick back up to his feet but you're quicker, grabbing a few trinkets off of display before he's back on his feet.

"You don't think I'd actually let you leave do you?"

"We'll find out won't we, Batty boy?"

he lunges forward, without any thought. no slow meticulous planning. only his instincts.

you smile again, this was too easy. the bottom of your heeled boot collides with his armored chest although you know it doesn't hurt him he falls once more and this time you're right on top of him.

"there actually is one more thing I'd like to take with me," you lean close to his face his breath is warm again your lips. "the cowl of the caped crusader."

your lips press to his and he pretend to struggles against you as your greedy hands begin to pull off the only thing keeping you from seeing his face. he throws his weight from under you send your back to the ground and house pinned under his weight.

"I think I'll keep that, thanks." he shoots back. his hand finds your throat and you gasp." I think I'll keep all of it. maybe even you. "

the thought excites you. the idea of being kept here on display like one of his other knick knacks and toys. to be taken down and used and put back like you're no more important than a spare grappling hook or a book of riddles.

"I did-," you gasp searching for the air you're being shorted "I didn't plan for a sleep over, batsy."

he says nothing. figures. he's done enough talking. his hand finds the cool metal zipper in all the leather clinging to your skin and it's not long before the feel of the cold air hits your exposed thighs.

he's just as rough and careless as his fighting when his hand smacks down against your thighs and you jump. a small welcoming whimper leaving your lips. "don't worry. I'll lend you something when I'm through... or maybe I'll leave you like this. I haven't decided."

#cha•°•batman #•°•smut•°• #just a thot #•°•cnc #•°•choking #batman smut #bruce wayne smut #•°•addie after dark #•°•addie does kinktober

[countryclubchemtrails]

Day 28 of Kinktober is me being a lazy ass bitch-

I have the couch smut, I just have to copy paste-

Addy knows what it is- sue me

[freshbrainss]

Taking Kinktober 2020 prompts

So, I’m famously terrible at following up on prompts, and I haven’t been huge in a lot of fandoms lately...but if someone wanted to send me a Kinktober prompt, I’d be up for it!

-Birds of Prey movie (any)

-Dare Me (Addy/Beth)

-Dickinson (Emily/Sue) 

-Euphoria (any femslash)

-Hannibal (any)

-Harry Potter (any)

-It (movies) (any, no Pennywise ships)

-Killing Eve (Eve/Villanelle)

-Lovecraft Country (any)

-MCU (any)

-Motherland: Fort Salem (Raelle/Scylla, Abigail/Raelle/Tally)

-Riverdale (Parentdale ships only)

-Stranger Things (no underage ships unless prompted as future fic)

#kinktober #kinktober20

[smuttybish]

Kinktober Day 7 ━ Derek Hale

[gif not mine]

Characters: Derek Hale x F!Reader

Warnings: Blowjob,

"You look hot working out." You say, watching as Derek does his pull ups. He just smiles at you, not stopping. "You'd look even better without your pants on-"

That makes him stop.

He smiles at me, slowly walking over to me.

"Really?"

"Definitely..." He doesn't break eye contact as he undos his belt, but doesn't pull his pants down. Not yet at least.

"If you want me pantless, you have to do it yourself..." He tells me, smile he had on his lips turning into a smirk.

You gladly do what he says, pulling down his jeans then his boxers, smiling at his already hard cock.

"What do you want me to do?" You ask, fluttering your eyelashes and looking at him with baby eyes.

"How about you..." He opens your mouth slightly. "How about you take my cock in your mouth?"

"Sure..." You whisper, before licking his tip gently, before sucking on it gently. Then she started to take more of him in her mouth, further and further, until she gags around him. Derek wraps a hand into her hair pulling her head back and forth, fucking her face until he cums down your throat, making sure you swallow all of it.

#Addy's Smut #Addy Smut #Addy's Kinktober #Addys Kinktober #Derek Hale #Derek Hale smut #Derek Hale X Reader

[smuttybish]

Kinktober Day 1 ━ Stefan Salvatore | Handjob

[gif not mine]

Characters: Stefan Salvatore X F!Reader

Warnings: Smut- Pure smut- the reader is giving Stefan a handjob-

You hated these family dinners. Your mom would just go on and on about how no one respects their parents anymore, your Dad would talk about how no one believes in god...

Luckily, this time you were allowed to invite someone. Of course, you invited your boyfriend Stefan. So, here we're sitting, just sitting awkwardly and listening to my parents ramble on and on.

So, you get a great idea. You slide your hand under the table, putting it on your boyfriend's thigh.

Stefan just gives you a small smile, not realizing what you were planning on doing. Although he seems to catch on quickly when you move your hand up his thigh slowly, resting it right on his... special spot. He clears his throat and attempts to join your parents conversation, but he's not getting away from this that quickly.

You continue to move your hand up, unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. You carefully slide a hand into his boxers, Stefan coughing to cover up a moan.

"Yeah, a lot of people today just don't respect- respect stuff." Stefan stutters as I grab his length. I just smile at everyone, before carefully rubbing my thumb over his tip. He coughs again, both of my parents asking if he's okay.

"Yeah, I- um- the food just went down the wrong way..." He claims, as I slide my hand up and down his dick.

"Um, yeah, a patience is definitely- definitely rare now a days..." He agrees with my parents, but I don't stop. I actually speed up, making sure I have a tight grip on his member. He puts a hand on my thigh, squeezing it a little bit, sliding his hand up just like I did.

I take my hand off his member, before 'coughing' myself so I can spit on my hand, moving my hand back down quickly and to his member. He groans quietly at that, him freezing where he sits. Awwww is someone getting close to cumming?

I keep him on the edge the rest of dinner, my parents finally leaving to clean up, something me and Stefan would normally help with, but I don't think Stefan wants to move right now.

"Please... Please y/n..."

"Okay." I whisper into his ear, move my hand faster now and jacking him off as quickly as I can. It doesn't take him long after that, all the edging getting to him. So, he cums all over my hand and his pants, before he quickly rushes off to the bathroom to clean himself up.

#Stefan Salvatore imagine #Stefan Salvatore smut #Stefan Salvatore #Stefan Salvatore X Reader #Stefan Salvatore X F!Reader #Addy's Smut #Kinktober #Addy's Kinktober #Addys Smut

[smuttybish]

Kinktober Day 6 ━ Malia Tate

[gif not mine]

Characters: Malia Tate X F!Reader

Warnings: FxF, Blindfold, Gagging,

"I have to go-" You say, trying to get out of Malia's arms from where you were trapped, Malia kissing and sucking on your neck.

"Well, I'm not letting you go." Malia says, gently biting down on your neck.

"But-" Malia puts a hand over your mouth, holding your hands above your head.

"Be quiet or I can make you..." She warns, sliding her hands up your shirt and making you moan.

"Try me." You dare, Malia smirking, so she holds both of your hands in one hand, and she grabs a ball gag. Before you can protest, she quickly puts it into your mouth. She makes sure you can't talk, before kissing her jawline.

"Such a good girl..." Malia whispers, going down your neck with her hands pulling your shirt up. She quickly removes your shirt, then your bra, and she starts to play with your tits. She sucks on one, pintching the other one, watching as your face contorts to pleasure. She goes back to kissing you instead, kissing down in between the valley of your breasts, leaving hickies in her path.

She kisses down to your pants line, slowly, slowly, slowly pulling your pants down. She kisses your pussy through your panties, making you moan, but she doesn't do anything else. She just sits there, kissing your thighs. You roll your eyes, Malia looking into your eyes the whole time.

"Don't roll your eyes at me, baby..."

"Or what?" You mutter through the gag.

"Or I'll do this..." She grabs a belt of hers, before tying it around my head, covering my eyes. She then pulls down my pants and gently puts her pussy on top of mine, rubbing them against each other.

Tonight is going to be a long...

fun...

night.

#Malia Tate Smut #Malia Tate #Kinktober #Addy's Kinktober #Addy's Smut #Blindfolding

[smuttybish]

Hey guys! I don't know if any of you will see this or anything, but I'm going to have to upload today's kinktober along with the 9th and the 10th on the 15th (of course, with the 15th's) as family issues came up at home and I haven't gotten any of the other ones pre written. Thank you for your patience and I look forward to publishing the rest of the smut!

I also just want to say thank you so much for getting the Elijah smut to almost 100 notes! <3

#Addy's Smut #Addys Smut #Addy's Kinktober #Addys Kinktober