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lxnarphase · 2 months

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want me to give you another one? ๋࣭ ⭑⚝

☾₊‧⁺...ft : gojo satoru + geto suguru + fushiguro toji + ryomen sukuna

☾₊‧⁺...cw : breeding kink, praise kink, spit kink, reader gets called 'mommy', dirty talk, teasing, overstimulation, satoru goes insane from pussy, suguru wants a girl this time, toji being in love with his wife, sukuna doesn't like when people insult his soon-to-be-wife, sukuna is dating single mom!reader

☾₊‧⁺...a/n : i really wanted to do the 'our baby is so cute, i want another one' 'yeah? you want me to give you another baby?' trope so here we are ❤︎ i couldn't think if i wanted to do others but if you'd like more please let me know ! ❤︎ also, the toji one ? is actually a sneak peek of a longer fic i'm working on ehehe

✧ g. satoru : it starts off with you nuzzling in satoru's arms as he watches tv. satoru notices that you began to get clingier after you put your baby girl to bed. every night, you would press against him as if you wanted to merge with him and he couldn't help but tease you about it. so when he feels you nipping his neck and your hand running under his shirt? when he hears you oh-so sweetly whisper, "don't you want to give me another baby, satoru?" into his ear? he's eagerly nodding, ready to do whatever the mother of his first baby wants. but instead of letting him on top...you climb over him and that look in your eye tells him everything he needs to know : he's fucked.

"baby, baby, baby, please," satoru whines, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. he feels like he has no control of his hips, he's so sensitive, but he can't stop fucking up into you. not when you're like this, practically buzzing with need and crazed energy. "c'mon, s'toruuuu," you purr, hands splayed out on his chest. "cum f' me again? please, honey, you only came once, 's not enough." the room is hot, both of you covered in a sheen of sweat. how long have you both been going? he didn't remember, he lost count of how many times his hips desperately pressed up, shooting his hot load into your wet, needy pussy. but you just wouldn't stop. not that he minded, but fuck, you were making him so brainless. he can feel his thick cum gushing out of you each time you lift your hips, dripping down his cock and balls, onto the mattress. "h-hah, it's so fucking messy," he groans, unable to stop himself from cumming again. "f-fuck me, baby, t-there's so much cum, y'r pussy is so fuckin' sloppy." you just won't stop milking him, your soft and wet walls massaging him as you moan just from the feeling of being filled up again. god, you were making him insane, what got into you— his eyes snapped up to you when he felt the wet drop of one of your tears on his chest. those pretty lashes of yours were getting wet with tears as he felt your thighs starting to shake, a weak moan leaving you. "c-can't," comes a pathetic sob, your hips desperately grinding down on his cock, moaning when you feel it throb. "c-can't stop, 'toru, 's not enough, i need it, n-need it so bad!" when you finally look at him and make eye contact, he feels like he's been shocked because you look a mess... "give me another baby, 'toru, i want another one, gimme another one, please—!" with no hesitation, his feet are planted into the mattress and his arms wrap around your waist, pulling you flush against his chest as he pounds into your dripping cunt, feeling himself cum just from the wail you let out into his ear. but he doesn't stop, he can't stop, not when his wife, his honey, his baby needs him to knock her up again so badly. "'m gonna give you whatever you want," he pants, his skin feeling like he was touching a live wire. "give it t'you 'til 'm empty, baby, gonna fuck you good, make sure it sticks, just like you, f-fuck, like y'want, yeah?" he feels you nod frantically against him, unable to speak from the way his cock drilled up into your pussy, tip kissing your cervix with each thrust. "y-yeah, you want that, you fuckin' want that, s-s'just take it, baby, let me give you another fuckin' baby."

✧ g. suguru : your son had just turned one so you and suguru let his nieces, nanako and mimiko, come over to have a little celebration. seeing the way you cared for the twins and your baby boy the entire day made him think. his son was still a baby and had a lot of growing, but he knew the kid would look just like him with a few of your features. he's always wanted a girl, and helping his sister take care of the twins as they grew up only made the desire stronger. the two of you mentioned having another baby at some point, but the rest of the week, all he could think about was trying to get you pregnant again, maybe give you a girl this time...who knows, maybe he could fuck you so good you'd have twins.

"aww...i know, i know," suguru coos, his hand pressing into your tummy. that condescending smile on his face just makes you melt under him. he's slow and methodical with how he fucks you, like he wants you to remember every vein of his cock, how it curves up just perfectly that it nudges that spot where his hand is pressing down and makes you keen. his smile morphs into a knowing smirk, his free hand rubbing your thigh. "you're such a pretty mommy, princess. do you know that?" suguru's so sweet, he's so soft, he's treating you like your the most fragile thing on the planet. he sooo slowly grinds himself into you, his hand giving another little push down on your tummy. he's so sweet to you, such a loving husband... but you know. you can see it in his eyes, the hunger and deviance swirling around in those purple irises. he's getting you soft and pliant, melting into the bed as he praises you where he knows your weak. "taking such good care of my baby, aren't you? ," he praises. his hand is so warm as he starts to rub up and down your stomach. "such a shame the geto genes are so strong in the men. however." your breath hitches when he pulls all the way out before shoving his cock all the way in down to the base. you can't help the soft moan of his name, watching him lean down closer so that he's right over you. "the girls in my family always look like their mommy. what do you think, pretty girl? d'you wanna try? want to see if i can give you a girl?" as soon as you nod, suguru fully leans over you, using his arms to hold himself over you and he really starts to fuck you. he's merciless, managing to keep that stupid fucking smile on his face as his balls slap against your ass. "she'll be so pretty, just like her mommy, so so so fucking pretty," he coos as if he isn't making tears drip down your face. he loves seeing his baby like this, so sweet and pretty for him. "okay, angel. 'm gonna give you another one, gonna flood this cunt alllll dayyy longgg."

✧ f. toji : toji never thought he’d get off on the idea of having another kid with you. yet here he is, dick hard in his sweatpants as he thinks about you carrying his baby again...how you'd start to fill out all over again, that cute chubbiness coming back, how he'd have an excuse to dote on you whenever you complained about the simplest of things. but god, did he find it attractive just seeing you be a mom to the kid he gave you. so when megumi tells you both what he wants for his birthday...“i want a baby sister,” he states bluntly. “but, i don’t want her to look like daddy. he’s ugly, i want her to look like mommy.” little brat. toji doesn't hesitate to let megumi have a sleepover with yuuji the next day, dragging you into the bedroom as soon as he gets back home.

“you want to give the kid a sibling, hm," he hums against your mouth, teeth tugging on your lower lip. you feel how hot the tip of his cock is as he rubs circles into your clit with it, smearing his precum all over you. "wanna have another kid with big, bad toji? tsk, poor cunt missed gettin' stuffed full of cum?" you just hummed, a little breathless. your hand came up to cup his cheek, looking from his lips back up to his eyes. “mm, honey, you've gotta stop asking questions you know the answer to,” you cooed, guiding him down closer so you could press a kiss against the scar on his lip. “don’t you want me to make you a daddy again, toji? c'mon, knock me up, big guy.” after those words left your pretty little mouth, toji let out a laugh of disbelief, his mind instantly realizing that you, being a little minx, were 100% going to give him the worst breeding kink ever. he was going to give you what you wanted, what you both wanted. he was going to fuck you, fill you up with all his cum, and whatever leaked out? he’d make sure to push it back in, whether with his fingers, mouth, or tip of his dick. toji easily flips you over onto all fours and lines himself up with your slit. when he finally pushes into you, he just lets out the most wrecked groan you’ve heard from him yet. god, just the thought of fucking you not just to feel good, but to fill you up, get you to take his seed deep inside to give him another kid? it messed with his head. you were almost too good to be true. each thrust he gave had you seeing stars, the thickness of his cock hitting every deep part of you. it was almost too much, but you didn’t want him to stop, especially not when toji started running his mouth. “shit, look at you, baby…takin’ it like a champ. c'mon, throw that ass back on me, mama, thaaaat’s it, good girl.” the sweet moans and adorable words of “gimme more,” “baby, please,” or “s’ too good, toj,’” only pushed him to get even deeper, to get you to cum so he could stuff you full. he coos when he sees you beginning to jolt up further on the bed, away from his relentless fucking. that's he knows that he found that sweet spot that would have you creaming in minutes. "tsk, you just never fuckin' learn, huh? 's always gonna be too much for you, isn't it," he huffs as his hand finds its way into your hair, tugging your head back to keep you from moving more. “hey. hey, nonono, don’t run away from it, lemme have it. you wanted this, you wanted your precious husband to fuck another baby into you, t'give 'gumi a little sister, s’ i’m gonna give it to you.”

✧ r. sukuna : it honestly is his fault this happened, he's being snappy with one of the parents at the birthday party of your son's friend. sukuna knew better, he should've just ignored the bitch, but the comments she's making gets under his skin. "she hasn't given you kids of your own yet? that's too bad, i would've let you do that as soon as you proposed," she tries to flirt, batting her lashes at him. it just makes him sick. did this fucker not see the way sukuna looks at you? "oh, you probably don't know if she's the one you want to mother your kids, right," the woman next to him says, putting her fucking hand on his arm and he shoots her the meanest glare. "not everyone is mother material, but i-" "hey, we're leaving," he interrupts when you walk up to him, slapping the woman's hand off him as he gently wraps his arm around your waist. "i texted yuuji, that's why he's watching our kid for the rest of the day. c'mon."

sukuna is devouring you, his mouth unforgiving as he runs his tongue up and down your pussy. he's pissed, the way his tongue laps angrily at your folds as if your pussy is the reason he's upset. "fuckin' bitch," he snarls, spitting onto your clit before sucking on it. "thinks she can talk to my wife like that." you shakily gasp when he finally, finally looks at you, the sharp anger in his eyes making you shiver. you can tell he's not upset at you, but seeing him so riled up and knowing that he's using you to get it out of his system does something to you. "you know your mine right? that you're stuck with me 'til the day we die," he asks you, his thumb replacing his mouth as he rubs firm circles into your clit. "i'm your husband. you're my wife. you are fucking mine." he's about to say something else, but he stops, letting out a heavy sigh, subtly shaking his head. you catch it though, you always do. "suku, what's wrong," you shakily ask. "y-you can...can tell me, baby, what's wrong? did something ha-" "let me get you pregnant," he says, his voice low but desperate. he's moved from between your legs to over you, and you can see he's so hard, the tip of his cock an angry reddish-purple. "don't you want to give our son a sibling?" your eyes widen, not expecting him to ask that. having a kid with him...honestly didn't sound that bad. and the way he called your son 'our'...it makes your heart flutter, and you can't help but give him a sweet smile and nod. "okay, 'kuna, we can start trying if you are sure. i'm still on birth control, but—sukunaaa!" he doesn't give it another thought, sliding all the way into you until his hips are flush against yours. he feels the way your arms wrap around him and scratch at his back, and as good as it feels, sukuna needs you to give him complete control. pulling your arms off him, he laces his fingers with yours and presses your hands into the mattress before rutting into you, the slap of hips against yours almost angry. "don' care about the birth control," you hear him growl, his eyes burning into yours. "'m gonna fuck you so fuckin' full of my cum that it bypasses it. it's got no fuckin' chance with how many times i'm gonna breed this cunt." the way he's talking to you, it makes your head spin and you know he feels how you clench down on him with the way he groans. "gonna fuckin' show everyone how good of a mom you are, gonna get you all swollen 'n' round with my kids," sukuna groans, feeling his tip kiss your cervix with each snap of his hips. you can't help but look at him with those big eyes, disbelief and infatuation swirling in them. he likes this look on you, you just look so fucking in love with him, and it's all for him, just for him, no one else, just fucking him. "yeah? y'like that? that i'm gonna have a lil' family with my wife? give you as many kids as you want, 'n' all y'gotta do is take my fat cock as i breed you 'til it takes."

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gummyfang · 1 year

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♡♡♡ | ˗ˏˋ TOO CLOSE FOR COMFORT ´ˎ˗

➳　【 S i m o n　‘G h o s t’　R i l e y　ｘ　Ｒｅａｄｅｒ】

❧ Warnings: 𝟏𝟖+, 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭, 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰, 𝐚𝐟𝐚𝐛 / 𝐠𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐯, 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐱, 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐱, 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐞, 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤

[ 𝟑.𝟒𝐤 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 ]

[ REQUEST BY ANON ] On my knees and requesting respectfully a jealous Ghost fic cos I just wanna be manhandled by that giant behemoth of a man. Just throw me against the wall and break my back daddy 💦😭

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: sneef sneef i actually interp him as a v soft dom or sub but i cant say im not a rough ghost enjoyer on occasion. also this is not a canon-compliant fic don’t come at me im just here for a good time. ft keegan bc i wanted to add him. this kinda sucks lol.

𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 ♡

It wasn’t like you ever purposely set out to make Simon envious of the men you spoke with.

It was just that, as you’d learned, your Lieutenant was a lot more prone to envy than anyone could have predicted.

When the two of you had spent your first night together and officially gotten together, you and Simon had made the mutual decision to keep your relationship on the down low. Considering Simon was technically your superior at work, you two didn’t want to get into problems with your jobs due to a lack of professionalism.

That, and Simon was not a man who enjoyed attracting much social attention to himself anyways. He loathed the potential buzz that a new relationship on base would spark, and decided it would be better to announce somewhere later along the line.

This, however, came with one very obvious problem.

You were attractive.

Your good looks were not the issue by themselves. Simon could not deny he reveled in how handsome you were when you gave him one of your loving stares, and how pretty you looked beneath him when he fucked you stupid.

No, the problem was that your attractiveness did not go unnoticed to other men either.

All Simon could do was let the simmering sting of jealousy stew in his chest as he watched you talk to Keegan. You seemed to be blissfully unaware of the ways in which Keegan’s gaze lurked over your form, like a dog salivating at the sight of a steak. But Simon noticed. He sure as fucking hell noticed.

“Good job during training today. Your form is getting better.”

The flirtatious undertone of the compliment clearly went over your head, as you just chuckled and thanked him. Simon’s grip on his own crossed arms hardened considerably, earning him some nervous looks.

He was leering at the two of you with a thunderous gaze, the atmosphere practically rumbling with tension. It was starting to become apparent how much this bothered him, some of the soldiers sitting near him sharing concerned but equally confused glances.

If Simon was being honest with himself, he’d probably realize Keegan’s attraction wasn’t as predatory as he was making it out to be in his mind. You’d been friends with the man for months, and you’d been getting along with him very well long before you entered your relationship with Simon.

But the Lieutenant was not being honest with himself, and he couldn’t give less of a damn whether Keegan wanted to propose to you with flowers or just herd you into his bed. His attraction to you was clear as fucking day, and there was nothing Simon could do to stop it without drawing attention to your relationship status.

Lieutenant Ghost was a man of terrifyingly strong control.

And yet, he felt all that control slip from his iron grasp as he watched Keegan extend his hand as he laughed, his fingers intently tracing over your hip.

With that, his patience snapped like a tightly-strung rope. He rose to his feet with an aura so threatening it would make any hostile think twice before approaching him.

Keegan’s steel gaze turned icy as it moved from you to the Lieutenant’s hulking figure behind you. The corners of your mouth dropped slightly as you noticed the abrupt change in Keegan’s demeanor, before feeling the cold zipper of an open jacket brush against your neck. You turned around, faced with your boyfriend’s chest that was practically in your face right now.

“You are needed in my office.”

For a moment, you thought Ghost was talking to Keegan. It was only because he placed his hand firmly on your shoulder that you knew he was talking to you. The two men were locked in what appeared to be a staring match. You swallowed thickly as the tense, uncomfortable atmosphere became more noticeable to you, prickling at your skin.

Finally, it was Keegan who relented, his gaze moving down. “See you later then.” he said, voice devoid of the playful edge it was filled with earlier. He gave you and Ghost one last wary glance, before heading off to a group of people in the corner.

You watched him leave, slightly baffled, before feeling Simon’s iron grip pull you away.

You eyed him with confusion and slight annoyance. Simon, on the other hand, was staring straight ahead, refusing to look at you as he pushed you along. You had never seen him act like this.

“What’s all this about?!” you hissed in a hushed tone. “We’re being stared at!”

You didn’t receive a response. Whatever he had on his mind, he was too focused on it to pay you any mind right now.

Things became even more confusing when he headed straight past the door to his shared office, your brow furrowing even deeper now. “Lieutenant?” you tried, a hint of concern laced in your voice.

Suddenly, the grip on your shoulder moved down to grasp at your wrist instead, large hands clamping down around your flesh. It didn’t hurt, Simon always had the wits not to hurt you, but his grip was still unrelentingly tight. With his other hand, he unlocked the door to his private room, dragging you in with him.

Before you could question him any further, he’d ripped off his mask and hungrily sunken his lips against yours.

Your hands froze at your sides, too shocked to respond as his tongue aggressively pushed at your lips. Sighing out a quiet moan, you opened your mouth, met with the overwhelming feeling of Simon wrapping his tongue around yours.

Simon rumbled out a low groan as you finally started to regain control of your senses, your hands finding their way to the back of his neck. You held onto fistfuls of his hair, tugging at it lightly as his tongue danced with yours feverishly.

You managed to break away after a few minutes of his hurried and rough kisses, only for him to possessively start teething at your neck.

“Simon…” you mewled, head tipping back to grant him more access. You were so confused but god, you didn’t mind this. Simon was usually incredibly careful and gentle with you. This was new.

You grabbed onto his shoulders shakily, stabilizing yourself as Simon continued his merciless onslaught on your skin. You sucked in a breath when you felt him teeth at your neck, switching between feverish licks, harsh sucks and bites. You definitely knew that was going to bruise.

“Si, they’re- fuck- people are gonna see that!” you breathed out, tapping him on his side. “Good.” his deep voice rumbled in response, the first word he’d uttered to you since you left with him. His voice had an uncharacteristically dark edge to it, at least when it came to you. “Maybe that’ll keep those fuckers off of ya next time.”

Your eyes widened slightly. Oh.

It was only then that the quarter fell in your mind. Not once in the short month you’d been together had it occurred to you that Ghost was capable of jealousy, much less one to act on it.

Honestly, you felt a little bad for him. Not that you really could have done anything about it, the idea to keep your relationship hidden was Simon’s idea and mutually agreed upon. But you honestly hadn’t considered how it was possibly affecting him.

Still, you were pretty sure you knew how to make that up to him right now.

Besides, it wasn’t like you hadn’t imagined what it would be like if Simon fucked the living hell out of you before.

You hiked up one of your legs intently, hooking it around his as you hung off his body. You’d hike it up to his hip if you could, and you sure as hell tried, but God, were you reminded of how Simon easily towered above you in moments like this.

Nonetheless, he seemed pleasantly responsive to your advance. His hand found its way to the small of your back, fingers digging into your skin so harshly you were sure they would leave light flushed marks.

You could feel his prominent, rock-hard erection prod against your belly. Your hands slid down, fingers circling around his belt slowly and gently. Your fingernails dug themselves against his toned stomach, crescent-shaped marks glaring right above the place he wanted your hands most. Simon did not seem to reciprocate the slow, patient teasing you were trying to coax him into. You sucked in a sharp breath as you felt his thick thumbs roughly force their way past the waist of your pants, roughly tugging at the material. Then it stopped. You blinked, looking up at Simon, realizing he was staring straight back at you. He was a damn sight to behold. His balaclava had been roughly tugged down to pool around his neck, revealing those pretty swollen lips and that sexy stubble he usually kept obscured. You could see a dimly glistening trail of spit trailing down from the corner of his lip, undoubtedly due to the tilted angle he’d been ravaging your neck at. He didn’t move his hands, his head instead inching a little closer. “You can tell me to stop.” he responded in that gruff tone, lust dragging his voice down by at least an octave.

“You can tell me to stop, or that you don’t want this, and we can stop. But if you don’t-” His grip tightened on your trousers, the pull of the fabric drawing you in closer. “-I will have my way with you.” Fuck. Even when he wanted to do nothing but jump you and rail you until your legs gave out, he still waited for your word without fail. You felt a wave of arousal pool between your legs intensely, your clit throbbing gently at the dark promise rumbling in your ear. Your eyes were almost glazed over as you just stared back at him for a moment, puffy breaths seeping out through parted lips. “You may, please-” Your plea had only barely tumbled off your lips when Simon crashed his own on them again. Wasting no time getting down to business, those thumbs hooked around the waist of your pants were yanked down, taking the fabric down with them. Your underwear soon followed, all while his tongue was still firmly pressed against yours.

Simon wasn’t kidding when he said he’d have his way with you. You felt his large hands clamp around your sides like a vice, bending and molding you to his liking as if you were clay. His mouth began its second onslaught on your sensitive neck and shoulders, this time biting from the back.

You felt him twist you around, effortlessly as if you were a doll, his left hand leaving your waist to clamp around your wrists instead. You were at his mercy, and the thought made the slick sensation between your folds even more apparent.

It was as if Simon read your mind. The hand that had momentarily remained on your waist trailed down quickly, your shirt curling under his fingers as he kept them pressed tightly against your body.

Simon was a man who enjoyed taking his time with you, most of the times he’d have sex with you being preceded by extensive foreplay, but he was in no such mood right now.

His index and middle finger dipped down smoothly, squeezing your clit between them just perfectly. Your mouth opened in a quiet gasp as you instinctively pressed your body into his chest, though the grasp on your wrists ultimately held you in place firmly.

The pressure on your clit was rough, deliciously so. His movements were swift and controlled as he rubbed up and down just perfectly, fingers occasionally dipping down to prod at your entrance before sliding back up. “Simon, oh God, mmmf…”

You whimpered, your head leaning against his shoulder for any semblance of support. “‘S that good?” The bass of his voice rumbling in your ear made you shudder, swallowing thickly.

“Yeah, mm… Simon… Simon-” His name drifted off your lips in broken moans and whines, and the Lieutenant absolutely reveled in it. He was the only one who would ever get to hear you moan his name like this, only his name.

“Could anyone else touch you like this? God, you’re so fucking wet for me. All for me.” He growled possessively. This time when his hand slid down, they encircled your hole before plunging in fully without warning.

You whined quietly as you felt his thick digits curl against your g-spot expertly, filling you up nicely and leaving no room for small casual pleasantries. He plunged in harshly with a grunt, and you let out a loud moan. “Speak up.”

“Jus’ you. Only you, Si- God.” Your boyfriend kept ramming his digits into your cunt at a merciless rate, as your breaths started to come out in high-pitched whines and pants. He peered at you through the holes of his skull-shape mask still resting on his face. Simon reveled in watching you lose your composure and whimper like a bitch in heat for all the ways in which he could make you feel good.

“I can’t understand you when you sound like that.” Your glazed eyes snapped open, looking up at him as he looked at you darkly. Fuck, he was enjoying toying with you.

“You’re th’ only one. The only one. Nobody else. Nhh… Si… only one who can make me feel s’good…”

You were struggling to think straight, struggling to form a cohesive sentence as the loud squelching of Simon’s fingers abusing your pussy echoed off the walls. Your head lurched forwards with a loud breathy moan as he changed his angle, somehow hitting your G-spot even more precisely.

You looked back at him, lust clouding your vision as your voice lowered to a more devious tone.

“Keegan could never… make me feel like this…” Instantly, the movements inside you stopped, his fingers stilling inside of you and his other hand finally releasing your wrists. For a second, you thought you fucked up royally and actually hit a nerve.

This was not the case. Quite the opposite, in fact.

You heard aggressive rustling and the rumble of a zipper being undone. You tried looking back at him but gasped when you felt his hand clamp down on the back of your neck, torso pressed firmly against the wall.

His other hand quickly pulled out of you, instead roughly realigning your hips to be further back. The whimper humming softly in your throat suddenly burst out as a loud squeak as the feeling was soon replaced with that of his weeping tip prodding at your cunt, his erect cock pushing its way between your folds.

Simon roughly shoved his way inside, hand roughly keeping you from instinctively lurching forwards. His warm breath puffed against your ear with rumbling grunts as he pushed himself in deeper, until his pelvis was pressed snugly against your ass.

The man did not give you much time to adjust to his girth before starting to move. Not that you needed much time after the rough way in which he had prepared you with his fingers.

By now, the slick was generously coating your walls, lubricating your hot cunt enough for Simon’s cock to slip in and out effortlessly.

Your mouth fell agape, your cheeks flushed as you struggled to keep your wobbly legs from collapsing, Simon’s rough and fast thrusts throwing you off balance. But nothing slipped past Ghost, you soon remembered, as you felt his tattooed muscular arm clamp around your middle harshly to keep you stable.

You quickly lost control over your volume, whines and whimpers steadily turning into loud and broken. This was usually where Simon would shush you, shove his fingers into your mouth or kiss you. But not this time. “You’re so fucking loud… Fuck, you love this, don’t you?” he growled into your ear, adjusting his pace until he was brutally pistoning his dick into your cunt, his balls audibly smacking against your skin.

“God… you fit so fucking perfectly around this cock. Your pussy was made for this cock.” Simon was usually not one for dirty talk, the words leaving an odd and cringeworthy taste in his mouth after he’d say them. But he couldn’t stop himself, his brain just rolling out the word vomit to subject you to like an assembly line.

You sure as hell weren’t going to complain.

“Simon, fuck- Fuck! Please, just like that. I need- I need you.”

The consistency of his thrusts faltered at that, something that almost sounded like a whimper erupting from his throat.

A drop of sweat rolled down your forehead as your eyebrows scrunched together, starting to feel the familiar knot in your stomach tightening. Your boyfriend fingering you had already gotten you halfway there, and with the pace at which he was drilling into you you weren’t going to last much longer.

“C’mon, love. My name- let them know. They can all fucking know. Please. I need them to know who’s fucking you. Please…”

He groaned loudly as his hips stuttered, unable to resist you. Goddamn you. You could metaphorically get him to his knees even when he was fucking you against a wall like he wanted to wreck you.

You whimpered, tongue swiping over your lips before obliging him. “Simon- mmm, Simon…” You were hesitant, your boyfriend’s wishes upon establishing your relationship ringing in your mind. But the rough smack you got to your hip told you he couldn’t give less of a fuck right now. “Simon, fuck- God, Simon! Simon!” His name continued to tumble off your lips like a mantra, each thrust into your spongy cunt leaving you less able to think. He was the only thing on your mind, just Simon, only he could fuck you like this. Finally, the coil that had been building came undone accompanied by a loud scream of his name. Your pussy clenched harshly around him as you came on his cock. You were goddamn grateful Simon was holding you up right about now, as you were sure you would have sunken to the floor had it not been for his arm keeping you secure.

The feeling of you clenching around his dick finally sent Simon over the edge too. He let out the most delicious guttural groan as his movements stuttered for one final time, cock quivering before shooting his seed deep inside of you.

He continued to sloppily fuck his cum into you a few more times before his movements stilled completely, stabilizing himself against the wall with his hand. A silence fell over the two of you as you just took a moment to catch your breaths, Simon’s other hand rubbing over your stomach almost apologetically. It wasn’t an uncomfortable silence by any means, but it was also one filled with the realization that there was no way nobody had heard you.

It wasn’t going to be long before everyone knew who the Lieutenant had been fucking in his room.

“Si, I gotta- I gotta sit.” you finally broke the silence. He responded quickly, pulling out of you with a shaky breath before guiding you to his bed, helping you sit down as he took off his mask and placed it on his nightstand. He eyed your cunt, gently reaching down to half-heartedly shove some of his oozing cum back into your pussy. You whined softly, but didn’t have the energy to do anything else, instead just leaning against his chest. “You sure you don’t mind?” you whispered, fingers tracing the dark lines of his tattoo gently. Simon just grunted.

“It was bound to come out sooner or later.” he said gruffly. “I was growing real sick of it anyway. About time those shitbirds learned you’re spoken for.” You chuckled softly, wrapping an arm around his waist to sleepily tug him into a hug. “You found one hell of a way for them to find out, though. Fucking hell, Si.”

That earned you a gruff chuckle from your boyfriend, who started to guide you to lie down with him on the bed and pulled you tighter against his chest. His lips gently pressed to your forehead as you closed your eyes, the finger drawing figures on his arm slowly coming to a halt as you dozed off in his arms.

You’d both deal with the consequences of this in the morning.

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chaisshitposts · 7 months

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𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰-𝐔𝐩 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐎𝐧 𝐏𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡-𝐊 + 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐀𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

I did psych-k one time and it didn't work. What happened?

Aht aht aht. Incorrect. It did work, you just need to work on correcting your conscious thoughts and everything will fall into place. You really can't expect for things to change outside of you when you haven't even changed what's going on inside of your head. You can make literally anything an assumption to work in your favor. Psych-K is just a technique of deeply penetrating all points in your mind, it's your job to keep feeding your mind what you want.

I did psych-k multiple times and it didn't work. What happened?

Previously said, psych-k works INSTANTLY. It will always work instantly because all those desires you're thinking about exist immediately in your imagination when you think about them It's your job as the creator to persist in your imagination, the world outside of you will eventually comform to your imagination. The main issue here is patience and not thinking in favor of the assumptions you wish to become true. Stop asking 'where is it?' when you've already got it in your mind, persist in your imagination and your outerworld will follow.

I used psych-k to affirm 'I manifest instantly'. Why didn't it work?

It did work, your subconscious heard everything you told it and it's working in favor of what you've told it, but it listens to e v e r y t h i n g you say. Stop telling it that you don't have what you want, you're undoing it's hardwork. Unless!!! You've decided to affirm and persist that regardless of everything you always have your desires OR you've decided to affirm that the more you doubt or think negatively or obsess about something the quicker it'll manifest in your outer world.

I used psych-k to affirm for my dream life. How come I don't have it?

Just as mentioned in the answers above, you've already got it, your outerworld just needs to catch up. All you need to do now is continue to persist in this new assumption that you've got your dream life already. If you see something in the 3D that you don't like, simply stop yourself from finishing thoughts of the old story and repeat your new story. OR you can create the assumption that EVERYTHING works in your favor, no matter how negative or unfavorable it may be. Manifestation is easy, you can make whatever rules you want to make.

Why don't I feel any different after doing psych-k?

I don't know, you're an individual with different workings than other minds. It worked, yes, but you still need to persist in the assumptions you want to become true UNLESS you've whole heartedly decided that you don't need to persist in order to get what you want.

I did psych-k and I feel like nothing changed, did I do something wrong? What if I had no thoughts while doing psych-k?

Not at all, as mentioned above. It's fine if you don't have any thoughts while doing psych-k, just focus on your affirmations.

How long should I do psych-k?

This is different for everyone. However, it's recommend that you do than more than just a few minutes of it. The safe bet is 10-minute sessions revolving around one or two affirmations.

How long do I need to do psych-k in order to have guaranteed results?

Once again, this varies from individual to individual. Psych-K works instantly after one session, but it's up to you as the consumer to decide whether or not you'd like to continue doing it or not. You've impressed the subconscious mind, but you need to continue watching your conscious thoughts until your new thoughts are manifested the way you desire.

Do I need to do the breathing technique to psych-k?

It is not a requirement, however, this is purely based on personal preference. If you enjoy affirming and focusing on your breath while doing so, go for it.

Do I need to cross my hands a certain way to do psych-k?

No. All you're doing with psych-k is crossing over an invisible line by crossing your ankles and wrists, engaging both sides of the brain while doing so. There are many, many different ways to engage both sides of the brain aside from psych-k. There are plenty of brain synchronization subliminals, exercises, and postures that achieve the same effect as psych-k. It's just scientific prayer. Psych-K is simply just the 'whole brain state' pose. It's affirming, super affirming, super learning, whatever others call it. It's basically just taking your affirmation sessions and multiplying them by 1000000000000%.

Does it matter what ankle I cross over the other or what wrist I cross over the other?

It doesn't matter so long as you engage both sides of the brain. Crossing your ankles engages both sides of the brain on its own, and crossing your wrists does the same exact thing. And when doing both, you are simply doubling the effectiveness.

Can I lay down while doing psych-k?

Yes you can, as briefly referenced in this post here.

Do I need to do all four wrist and ankle position combinations in order for psych-k to work?

No! However, if you are unsure of yourself and tend to overthink/overcomplicate, feel free to do what's suggested in this referenced post.

Can I manifest anything I want with psych-k?

YES. FOR FUCKSSAKE YOU CAN MANIFEST ANYTHING YOU FUCKING WANT TO WITH OR WITHOUT IT. And by anything I mean anything. Stop putting limits on things, and stop asking everyone if you can do something. You could literally change your own birthdate, have someone rise from the dead, have yourself a little fairy companion that grants you wishes, you could even change your genitals. STOP ASKING IF YOU CAN AND CANNOT DO SOMETHING BECAUSE THE ANSWER IS ALWAYS Y E S.

While I was doing psych-k I suddenly had a rush of negative thoughts, is that normal?

It's completely normal, you're teaching a disruptive class here aka your conscious mind, just keep saying your affirmations until they quiet down.

While I was doing psych-k I kept having random thoughts, what do I do?

Let them flow, but continue to say your affirmations. Eventually, the random thoughts will slow and there will be nothing but your affirmation to think about. Do not force the randomness away, do not react to it at all, just let the thoughts happen and continue your affirmations.

What if I have intrusive or impulsive thoughts while doing psych-k?

That's fine, just like mentioned in the previous answer. Do not get frustrated if you get lost in other thoughts that are not your affirmation, simply remind yourself of what you were doing in the first place and go back to affirming. Let your thoughts happen, and let them go on their own without giving them the attention they crave.

What if I do psych-k until I no longer have doubts but outside of psych-k I still have doubtful thoughts?

Try not to finish your negative thoughts (unless you've decided that negative thoughts fuel the speed of your manifestarions) and redirect yourself to thoughts of having this desire you want, think thoughts of love, abundance, peace, and all that jazz if you so desire to do so.

Can I listen to subliminals while doing psych-k?

Absolutely you can.

Can I still do psych-k if I'm neurodivergent?

Absolutely, psych-k is for anyone and everyone and does not discriminate amongst anyone.

Is psych-k autistim, adhd, ocd, add, etc. friendly?

As mentioned above, it absolutely is. If you can think, you can do psych-k aka the whole brain state posture for affirmations.

Can I use psych-k to enter the void state // pure state of consciousness?

Indeed you can. You can use any affirmations you so desire, there are no limitations to your mind so long as you can think of even having that desire in the first place.

How many affirmations can I use with psych-k?

As many as you desire, there are no limitations unless you create said limitations for yourself.

Do I have to do psych-k in complete silence?

Nope. Dominant thoughts create states, which creates feelings, and repetition of these dominant thoughts will manifest. You can do psych-k anywhere at anytime around whoever ya want, ya could even do it with other people.

Can I say my affirmations aloud while doing psych-k?

Indeed you can, it doesn't matter if you say them aloud or in your mind, follow your intuition and whatever feels right in that moment.

Can we use askformations/afformations instead of affirmations for psych-k?

Askformations and affirmations are just fancy big words for 'thoughts.' Of course you can think anything you want.

What if I doubt that psych-k works?

The only reason why you doubt that psych-k works is because you doubt yourself and what you're doing. It's been drilled into us since the beginning of time that in order to have the lives we want we must struggle to have it. 'There is no gain without pain.' And as soon as someone comes along and says that we can have the life we desire just by simply changing the way we think— our minds jump into hyperdrive. Keep in mind that that mind is the conscious mind that is thinking all these things. We've been conditioned to think that nothing is that easy, but fuck it is so much easier than society makes it out to be. It's up to you to believe in what you're doing and trust in what you're working towards.

Can I still manifest without using psych-k?

Oh my god, yes you can. You don't need anything but yourself to manifest, methods like this just hold us more accountable for what we're doing. You can literally manifest whatever you want with whatever method you want. I wish people would stop asking what you can and cannot manifest. You can manifest anything you want— even the bad stuff. Why do you think ugly people are ugly? Why do you think pretty people are pretty? Why are some rich and some poor? Why do good people suffer and evil people seem to prosper? Karma literally doesn't exist if you don't think it does, as evil and immoral as that sounds. The subconscious mind, your higher self, your female brain, the BIG you, or whatever you wanna call it, does not know the difference in anything you're giving to it, but if you keep repeating something to it then it's gonna manifest because you've created a belief.

𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

Every single person has the ability to manifest instantly as soon as they think about a desire. Do not get that confused with the 3D conforming instantly. In order for you to manifest instantly so that your 3D will manifest instantly as well, you must create the assumption that you have the power to do so, create hope and belief in this assumption. Although it may feel foreign or unbelievable at first, you are creating false hope which will then eventually harden into true hope through repetition of this new idea. It is your birthright to create your own rules around your life, not anyone else's. Unfortunately, many of us have been molded by those surrounding us to act in a way palatable to the masses, however, we are apart of the few who truly have an understanding of manifestation and how it works. We must unlearn that has been drilled into us the best we can. Any method can work for you, so long as you create the belief that they can. You must create the belief, no matter how long it may take, that you can do something, and the rest will come easy.

One more thing— oh my God stop thinking about how long it's gonna take you to do something. I don't care if bigbootymanifest1935 manifested their desires two fucking weeks ago or if voidgod3000 just entered the void state in their sleep after learning about it two days ago. I don't care if you've been struggling with something for a year or four years, y'know why you've been struggling? because you haven't persisted in the thoughts that work in your favor. you haven't created rules and/or a foundation for yourself and that's why you haven't gotten what you want.

I can manifest anything I want instantly regardless of anything and everything.

Every time I quack like a duck and clap my hands two times I shift to my DR.

Every time I blink, thousands of dollars appear in my bank account.

The more I obsess or doubt a desire I have the quicker it manifests in the 3D.

Literally everything works in my favor and speeds up my manifestations.

The more negative thoughts I have about my desires the quicker they conform in the 3D.

The more I react to the 3D the quicker it conforms to my desires.

The more I think about the old story, the quicker the new story replaces it.

Every time I obsess about or doubt the void I enter it instantly.

Every single thing I do makes my list of desires conform instantly in the 3D.

I can manifest anything I want in 3 days or less by dancing around in a circle six times.

Everything I write in this book always comes true, regardless of everything.

ANYTHING can be an assumption, those are just a few examples. You can change your assumptions at any time whenever you want. You have no excuses anymore, stop procrastinating and get to work on your inner thoughts for fuckssake, I'm so tired of your bullshit. GET IT TOGETHER AND DO YOUR INNER-WORK. I don't know how many times the same thing has to be regurgitated from manifestation blog to manifestation blog to get this idea through some of your thick ass skulls.

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wolfytae-exe · 6 months

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Ouija. (S) (A)

summary: in which your boredom leads to stupid decisions and dangerous consequences.

warning: fear, anxiety, predator & prey, seance, dubcon, dacryphilia, breeding(?) kink, name-calling(cutie, darling, little human, dollface), degrading(slut, whore, nasty), sadism, forced orgasm, death, gore, marking(if you squint), praise at some point, jjun really enjoys the mcs pain, master kink, biting, aphrodisiac,

paring: Incubus! Yeonjun + afab! Reader

wc: 3.4k

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It’s cold; was October always this cold? You shiver in your living room, a mug of freshly brewed coffee steaming in between your sweater-pawed hands, allowing the apartment to smell like pumpkin spice.

Your TV replacing a fireplace and warm fairy lights are the only thing lighting the area around you as you relax on the couch, the cushions cold as you struggle to afford a heater.

You’re fresh out of school, majoring in linguistics had you living off waitress tips and your savings at the moment, but as badly as it stresses you out, you can’t help but feel content, affording yourself and your life is enough for you to enjoy your coffee and warm lights in autumn. Not to mention it’s your favorite time of the year, Halloween time.

You already had your Halloween candy out, sitting in a big bowl with purple and orange candies on it, waiting for the clock to strike midnight so you can enjoy Hallows Eve in the best fashion, an Ouija board. You knew there was no need to freak out, you messed with the board a couple of years back with a group of sophomore college students during a Halloween party, and the lack of movement in the planchette caused an embarrassment like no other that night.

with one last sip of your coffee, you checked your watch. 12:02 AM October 31, 2023, you sat up and set your coffee down grabbed the box holding the board, and placed it on your coffee table. With a sigh, you pulled the board and planchette out along with the instructions.

After glancing at the paper a shiver ran down your spine. ‘DO NOT USE ALONE.’ scribbled in bold all over the page, you couldn’t make out the other words all over it. “What kinda sick joke?” You muttered as you held up the planchette. It’s Halloween, this is supposed to be creepy, you told yourself before placing it on the board.

You placed your fingers in the planchette and took in a breath. “Is there anyone here with me?” You asked with a slight shake in your voice, anxiety racked you as the room dropped in temperature and the planchette began to move slowly. The sound of the wood rubbing made you want to let go, the planchette didn’t do this before, what the fuck what the actual fuck.

The circle of the planchette hovered over the word ‘YES.’ “O-Okay- Uh, are you nice?” You asked, knowing it was dumb to ask a spirit, why would it ever say it’s bad? The planchette didn’t move for a moment before moving to the letters. ‘H-U-N-G-R-Y’ You gulped, lump in your throat refusing to move. “I-I’m sorry about that uh- what’s your name? Who am I talking to?” You tried to change the topic as goosebumps rose on your skin from the cold.

The planchette didn’t move again for a moment before repeating itself. ‘H-U-N-G-R-Y’ then it moved again, staying on the Y extra long. ‘Y-E-O-N-J-U-N’ the planchette froze. “Is that Korean? But you speak English? Interesting..” You breathed. “What are you Yeonjun?” You asked, pronouncing the name to the best of your abilities as you were rusty in the language, your anxiety lessened the more interesting the spirit became.

The planchette moves. ‘D-E-M-O-N’ never mind, anxiety was back and stronger than before. “O-Oh.. And what do demons eat” You pant, actually terrified now as the planchette moves faster, more fluid, like the control wasn’t in your hands anymore. ‘L-E-T G-O- H-U-N-G-R-Y- L-E-T- Y-E-O-N-J- Y-/-N- D-E-M-O-I-N-C-U-B- L-E-T-G-O -H-U-N-G-R- GOODBYE.’

Your stomach dropped and you could no longer see, unsure whether to let go or not as your lights flickered and switched off, your teeth chattered as you shut your eyes and tried not to cry. “Yeonjun! I don’t understand!” You begged, knowing you weren’t going to get any answers, you were going to die. Your fingers slipped off the planchette, covering your ears as you couldn’t handle the silence.

Eventually, your light flickered back on and the board seemed fine, you seemed fine, you deducted from your ability to breathe, see, hear, and feel. “What the fuck..” You sighed before grabbing the planchette and board and putting it back in the box. Yeah, you were done, it’s time to sleep and throw that board away in the morning.

And that’s exactly what you did, you showered, changed into a warm hoodie and shorts, and tucked yourself right into your bed, ignoring the feeling of being watched and chalking it down to just being paranoid. It took you a while but you were able to put yourself to sleep.

Unbeknownst to you, however, you had a guest, a very hungry and awake guest. Yeonjun watched as you slept, tossing and turning every few minutes. God, he was starving, you looked so cute and tasty he just wanted to ravage you. Yeonjun hid in the shadows of your room a bit longer before giving in to his hunger.

As the demon moved into the light of your nightlight and onto your bed by your feet his clothes disappeared in the dark red smoke surrounding him. His eyes began to glow a sharp red, in contrast to his black hair as a long tail and sharp horn twisted from his lower back and hairline, the sound of his bones maneuvering and crunching to fit the additions along with a deep moan following it filled your room and invaded your dreams.

Your blanket moved over you, hovering over your frame, you curled up, whining before slowly opening your eyes to see why your warmth was gone. A scream left you fast, ringing loud into the room as red glowing eyes stared back from under your blanket, a grip on your hips coming quick, the feeling of the sharp nails causing a whimper to leave you. “P-Please..” You cried for your life, you’re too young to die. “Spare me please.” Tears fell from your eyes, sliding down your cheeks helplessly.

“Yeonjun please,” You knew using his name would do absolutely nothing. “So cute~” His voice rumbled from under the covers, a taunting purr etched into his tone. “You’re not dying yet, Y/N,” He wickedly chuckled. “You just have to feed me, and maybe I’ll let you live longer.” The eyes under the bed darkened, pupils in slits like cats and blood red in hunger.

“I-I- Anything please, I’m sorry I’ll feed you,” You pleaded, attempting to move only to yelp at his nails digging deeper into you, drawing blood. “Ow! I said yes! Yes! Let go please!” You panicked, kicking before the pain seeped into you deeper like you were being branded. “Ah- Stop!” You kicked harder but his grip never loosened. “I like it when humans fight~” A dark chuckle filled the room as he rose.

His horns being the first to catch your eyes, twisted and coiled into the sky, what you didn’t expect was his face, foxy eyes, and plump lips curled into a smile, he was beautiful. But the demon still had you pinned and in pain.

He rose higher, face to your chest and you noticed the bareness of him, his thighs brushing against yours. “Wh-“ You gasp out as you feel his hard cock pressing up against your clothes heat. Tears well up in your eyes again as he slowly ruts into you. “What- What are you..?” You whimper, too scared to let your voice go over a whisper.

Yeonjun cooed before pressing small kisses to your neck and cheek. “I told you,” you let out a sob as he spoke, a moan coming from in as a response. “I’m a demon, a very hungry one at that. An Incubus if you’re asking for my breed. Speaking of breeding.” He moans out, thrusting harder. A yelp leaves your lips as he grabs your hair, pulling back so you are level with him.

“You look so scared, but I can smell it, you’re so aroused~” He smiles, the red glint in his eyes lighting up at the way your legs shook under him. “That’s why you summoned me, isn’t it? You just wanna get dicked down, let go of all your stress?” You couldn’t respond, trying hard not to burst into more tears at the way his cock left you wanting more, wasn’t this assault? Why do you want him to stop and just fuck you already?

“Please… Stop- I don’t want this,” you plead, you knew you were lying, he knew you were lying, he’ll help you relax. “Shh, calm that pretty head little human.” the demon whispered before leaning in and kissing you, you fought, squeals leaving your throat as your hands lifted to hit him, only to be pulled back and pinned to the bed. A sob left you again, you wanted him to leave, you wanted to turn back time and never use that board again.

His tongue pushed through, long and snake-like, you could feel his saliva slide down your throat with ease, numbing the back of your tongue on the way down. Once he pulled away and took a good look at you he smiled. “Huening would eat you up, I’m so glad I answered you instead of that freak.” He knew you’d feel the effects soon, his saliva working as an aphrodisiac slowly but surely. “I got to you first and I don’t share my food.” His sharp tooth grin was the last thing you saw clearly.

Your mind almost instantly felt foggy before a pulse of pleasure shot through you. “Oh- God! What- What did you do to me?!” Your thighs attempted to slam shut on the demon, a rush of arousal ruining your panties. “God won’t save you, Y/N, you have to ask the devil for forgiveness this time.” The demon taunted as he watched your skin turn clammy, sweat dampening your forehead.

Your chest rose up and down, breathing uneasily. “I-It’s hot- ” You panted, the heat you wanted so much ran over your body in waves making you feel suffocated, the pressure in your lower tummy making your head spin. “Relax cutie, it’s just an aphrodisiac, don’t worry your pretty little head.” Yeonjun dipped down, head in between your neck now. You didn’t even feel him at first, mind blown over with disgusting, distasteful, explicit scenes.

“You’re so hot.” Yeonjun chuckled into your neck, licking and kissing at it before biting down, his sharp teeth ripping into your skin and holding on like a vice. You screamed, screamed like hell, there was no pleasure, no arousal; just raw searing pain. Hot tears ran down your face as you clawed the demon, you could feel your blood rushing out be wound like a broken dam, you could feel Yeonjun lap it up, moaning and growling at your taste.

When he finally pulled off his bloody face looked up in pure pleasure like your blood was his aphrodisiac. “Your soul will be such a nice dessert. I won the jackpot tonight.” All you could do was cry, blood stained your sheets and pillow, you couldn’t breathe and you felt like you were gonna die. That was until another wave of heat crashed over your body, you tensed, a whine ripping through your sobs as you felt the teeth marks on your neck closing up, skin building back fast and rough, stretching and burning until completely sealed into a scar of his bite. You were marked with his scent, with his life.

You could have sworn you blacked out, the pain becoming far too much to handle, too fragile as your heart beat fast, pumping back the blood you lost. By the time you came to, you were naked, sprawled out into a star shape, and unable to move. Yeonjun was nowhere to be found but the phantom of his bite and the tightness in your stomach lingered. A sob left you once more, unable to stop when the realization that this was all real crashed into you like a truck.

The more you moved your neck to see yourself, you realized how badly your body was used, bruises and bites riddled all over your arms and legs, scratches all over your torso, hips, and breasts. Your body burned, and arousal pooled under your ass as the aphrodisiac continued to move in waves, as disgusting as you felt you knew you needed Yeonjun. He did this to you, he knows you need him too, that’s why he left. You didn’t deserve this, everything was a mistake, you didn’t know an actual demon would be coming to torture and kill you, you just wanted to celebrate the spooky season.

“Why me..” You sobbed harder, tears rolling into your ears and hair. “Because you’re just so fun to play with darling~” You flinch, Yeonjun's voice vibrates through the walls, a rush of arousal and fear finds its way to you just at the sound of him.

“Stop this…Please..” You mutter helplessly. “But don’t you want my cock? Wanna be filled with my cum?” The demon taunted, still failing to show himself.

“I’ve cum so much in the time you’ve been out darling, your body is just so tasty I couldn’t help it.” You can hear the smirk in his voice before you see it, he’s crouching just at the foot of the bed watching your cunt push out more arousal. “Want me to fuck you?” He grins evilly, “Maybe I’ll keep you if you’re a good fuck, feed me so well.”

A whine leaves you at the thought of him splitting you open, nipples rubbing against one another as he thrusts, legs stretched wide and open for him to take you fully and completely. “Please- Yeonjun please-“ You needed him, needed him in you, anything to stop this sickening edge. “N-Need you-“ You whimper, as much as you wanted him you were terrified of what would happen afterward. You knew he’d kill you, but would it hurt, is it as painful as this? Is it as painful as knowing you’ll never see your friends and family again but all you can do is get dicked down beforehand.

Maybe this was a sign you were a shitty person after all, after the attempts to be a happy woman and live life to the fullest you still were horrible enough to suffer this way. “Get out of that pretty little head and look at me,” Yeonjun growled, eyes glowing in the darkness, his cock pushed against your folds so nicely, your slick way more than enough to help the stretch.

You let out a moan at the feeling of his cold cock, everything was cold about the demon, just another reminder he was anything but human. “Mmm so full already, you must not get good cock often.” The demon teased as he rubbed his cock against your sore clit. A whine was your only response, your hips unable to move. “Shh, Let master take care of you,” Yeonjun whispered before pushing in nice and slow.

“B-Big- too- Ah~ too much~” You moan out as the demon bottomed out into you. You were so close, so delirious, you could feel him everywhere. “Let me take over you, mmm yes~ Just like that, give in to me, melt under my cock.” Yeonjun growled as you clenched and shook. Slowly he dragged out of your soaked hole, letting the pull be nice and slow, he wanted you to feel it all, the veins, the way he emptied you and made you feel like nothing but a shell without his cock inside you.

“Please~ M-Mmmaster~ More please please please~ need you, nothing without your cock please-“ Your begging was cut fast as Yeonjun thrust himself right back into you, filling you so quickly you felt him in your throat. Your eyes rolled back as Yeonjun sped up, hitting that one spot that gave him such an incredible burst of energy. “You love master's cock huh? Say it! You love my cock don’t you?” Yeonjun’s hand found its way to your throat and his thrusts never slowed.

You were turned to mush, unable to even breathe as his hand tightened around your throat. Strained whines gargled from the back of your throat as you attempted to answer him. A loud “Nghh-yesss~“ left you as your toes curled and your pussy clenched around his cock that just would not stop ramming into the spongy part of your heat. Your orgasm hit like a truck, you couldn't hear or see Yeonjun anymore, and your body tingled like pins and needles pricked you all over.

It took a couple of seconds for your high to come down and soon you could see Yeonjun's changed, darkened, expression. He was still, staring at his fist that stayed closed slightly on your throat. Before you could draw in a breath, his eyes began to glow brighter, so bright you could make out the features on his face a lot better. They were sharper than before, his soft face long gone and replaced with the features of a true demon.

His cock stayed buried in your cunt, keeping you nice and full and his fist began to close tighter, causing panic to run through your veins and your lungs to burn as they pumped against each other fast for relief. You couldn't move, couldn't breathe, couldn't think, you were going to die; he was going to kill you, you knew it. “Did Master say you could cum?” His voice was rough and deeper than before, leaving your already sore cunt to clench around him again.

“Oh~ you like when master has to threaten your life?” Yeonjun growled, completely unamused. Soon enough when he could hear your heart pick up in pace he let go of your throat, watching you gasp and shudder for air. “Be a good slut and lay pretty.” He growls out before digging his claws into your hips and beginning to abuse your sore, overused cunt again.

Your mouth fell open, whines, squeals, and mewls pulled from your burning, dry throat as he thrust fast and hard without reprieve. “This the good fuck you wanted huh? Give you my hot cum before I take that soiled little soul of yours.” Yeonjun leaned down into your face, forehead pressed against yours as he moved his hands to wrap your legs around his waist. You sobbed in response, completely numb in your lower half. You didn't want to die at all, you’ve barely even hit your mid-twenties.

The sight had Yeonjun reeling, his long snake tongue slipping out to lick the big fat tears that ran down your face with a hum at the saltiness. “Keep crying dollface, you're so tasty when you're this scared.” The demon taunted before pressing kisses to the violated side of your complexion.

You whimpered, unable to handle the fear of the fact that he not only was going to kill you, but he was going to enjoy every bit of it and make you orgasm again in the process. “Ah- yeah suck me in like that~ bring yourself closer to your last breath.” He moaned with a chuckle at the end, “Make master cum in your needy pussy,” he continued before throwing his head back at the way you clenched tighter. “Yes- oh yes just like that- mm~ you're so good~” Yeonjun whined before his heavy hips stuttered and stilled deep in you.

More tears fell, sobs loud and broken as your throat couldn't take the torture. “Nononono- please nnnah~” you begged the demon not to cum, not to stop and end your life. Your wails and cries did nothing as he spilled more and more cum deep into you, coating your gummy walls in his hot sticky seed. “Ah~ Yes~” Yeonjun sighed at the release he felt before thrusting just a bit more to milk out more of his cum, a ring of your creamy orgasms mixed against his balls.

“Mmm~ all done, dollface~” Yeonjun smirked as he watched you pant and scream for help. “Ngh~ yes keep begging, feels so good~” Yeonjun moaned out before pressing kisses against your jaw and cheek. “Wanna live! Please- I wanna live!” You begged him and turned your head to face him. “So cute~ But my mind is made up.” Yeonjun smiled before his jaw opened up wide and inhumanely.

You attempted to scream again, fear being the last emotion you felt as his chest puffed slightly, and your breath left you once again. You could feel your heart slow and your veins slowly rub against each other as your skin grayed out. You couldn't move or speak, just watch with teary eyes as he slurped up a wispy, white, and smoke-like ball. The moment he swallowed he pulled out of your mummified corpse, feeling full and satisfied. “Tasty to the end.” Yeonjun sighed before disappearing under those pesky covers.

it's cold

okay, I had to repost this so it could get out there. If this doesn't fix the issue I don't know what will to be honest.

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br4tphobia · 1 year

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obsessed . + eren jaeger

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ details + Toxic! eren jaeger x black!fem reader, unprotected sex, cock drunk reader, p in v, on and off relationship, toxicness, black coded y/n, profanity, dirty talk, humiliation kink if u squint, tummy buldge, over stimulation, and sex w/o plot!

✧˖*° vals note!! + first fic?? but not really since its short but pls forgive me if its sloppy 🫶🏾

“oh fu-u-u-uck!” you curse at the harsh deep strokes, his tip kissing your stomach from inside every time he slams back into you. gripping his shoulders with your long acrylics, leaving light scratches causing him to groan.

“shit baby..tell me how i make you feel..” placing his hand on your jaw, moving his free hand on your lower stomach, placing it on your tummy buldge, whimpering. “s-so good.. oh my god..” whining out with your eyes rolling the the back of your head.

your mind went blank, all your thoughts are of him. his name, his hands, how good he makes you feel. all you could think of was Eren. youre obsessed, so obsessed you hate it.. “oh fuh..right there! yesyesyesyes..” gripping his shoulders harder than before. the same spot being abused repeated causing you to release over his cock with no warning, causing a white ring forming.

“aw baby..i thought u h-hated me..look at you now. cumming on this dick, being such a pretty girl..all for me..?” he stammered at your walls tightening on him, his thrusts quickening. "its t-too much..e-eren!!" covering your eyes with your hand as u roll your head back at the immense pleasure. "lemme see those eyes ma.." muttered, still trying to hold a grudge against him but u give up. taking your hand off of your faces, making eye contact with eren.

"atta girl.. youre so- god.. fucking pretty.." he quickened his pace chasing after his own high "e-eren..! i-i cant take it.." you whimper at the over stimulation, arching your back as tears threatened to fall from your eyes. "pretty dont run from it, t-take it all.. i know you can" he grunted, pressing his hand over the dick print hes causing, lowering your arch. you cant help but whine even louder, you feel your orgasm approaching for the second time.

he knew by your volume, he loved hearing you, he loves the way you talk, your attitude, he loves you. and he wants you to know that. "im g-gonna cum again rennieee!" you warn, his grip tightening on your hips. the pit in your stomach getting hotter and hotter. "fuck.. go ahead p-pretty.. make a mess on this dick." his thumb on your clit causes you to break. shuddering under him, feeling his cum deep inside you.

trying to catch your breath, eren collapses on you. "boy get the f-fuck off of me!" panting, trying to push him off of you. “only if u forgive me.” he muttered, with his head burried in your neck. there was a awkward silence, thinking about your decision. knowing your previous mistakes with him, “mmch.” you kiss your teeth “..ok..now get yo big ass off me of me!” blurting, feeling a relief off your body.

“thats what i thought.” he rolls his eyes, “dont make me change my mind..” mean mugging him, seeing a smile form on his face and u cant help but do the same. “i love you” he mumbled, peppering your face with kisses

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gunnerfc · 3 months

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Alexia Putellas NSFW Alphabet (18+, minors DNI!)

AN: I don’t particularly like the prompts for letters H and X, so going forward, I’ll be skipping those! :)

A: Aftercare

Alexia will run a bath after sex for you both to help relax and calm down. If you need something, chances are she already knew what you needed and had it ready beforehand

B: Body Part (their favorite body part of themselves and their partner)

Her favorite body part of herself is her hands, she loves how much pleasure she can bring you with small touches

Her favorite body part on you is your neck, Alexia loves wrapping her hand around your neck when she’s fucking you no matter what the position is

C: Cum (anything to do with cum)

Loves when you cum on her face or her fingers so she can taste you (especially while making eye contact with you as she does it)

D: Dirty Secret

Alexia isn’t opposed to having a sex tape, as long as there is no way for it to get out

E: Experience (Are they experienced? Do they know what they are doing?)

She is experienced and definitely knows what she is doing. She knows how to read what her partner likes and doesn’t like very well

F: Favorite Position

Having you bent over something while she fucks you from behind

G: Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous?)

Alexia is very serious in the moment, her focus is 100% on you and you only

I: Intimacy (How intimate are they during the moment?)

Her intimacy is here and there. She’ll be intimate regardless but if it’s your birthday, your anniversary, or some other special occasion, she’ll be more intimate

J: Jack off (Masturbation HC)

Doesn’t care if you do it because she knows you can’t pleasure yourself the way she can

If you guys are separated, Alexia will have you touch yourself while on the phone with her and that is something very attractive to her

K: Kink (One or more of their kinks)

She won’t actually tell you but hearing you call her ‘captain’ or any other title relating to captain is hot to her

Doesn’t mind blindfolds

L: Location (Favorite place to have sex)

Your house or whatever hotel you are in during away games for Barça

M: Motivation (What turns them on?)

If you don’t speak Spanish often, hearing you speak it drives her crazy

Seeing you after a game or practice where you played very well turns her on as well

N: No (Something they wouldn't do)

She doesn’t like the idea of being caught so she wouldn’t want to do anything super public or where a teammate could walk in

O: Oral (Preference on giving or receiving)

Alexia loves giving, if you would let her and she had the time, she would never leave from between your legs

She also loves receiving, you know her body well and know exactly how to make her cum

P: Pace (Fast & Rough? Slow & Sensual?)

9 times out of 10, Alexia is fast and rough but there are some occasions where it’s slower. Times like were you both are tired or it is one of those special occasions mentioned in the letter “I”

Q: Quickie (Thoughts on quickies)

She doesn’t really like them because she likes being able to take her time but she’s also not going to turn down the chance to have sex with you

R: Risk (Are they open to experimenting)

She is if you are. Alexia has some things she’d like to try but only if you are open to the same ideas

S: Stamina (How many rounds)

You both can last for many rounds

T: Toys

Her favorite is the double ended strap on that you use all the time

U: Unfair (Do they like the tease)

Alexia is the biggest tease ever. She loves hearing you whine and beg for her to touch you or let you cum

V: Volume (How loud are they? What sounds do they make)

She isn’t the loudest most of the time but there have been times when you’ve been pleasuring her that she’s moaned louder than normal

W: Wild Card (Random HC)

Loves fucking you while you wear her jersey, especially if she’s fucking you from behind and all she can see is you with “Putellas” on your back while screaming her name

Y: Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Pretty high, she loves being intimate with you some way and if she could, she would do it 24/7

Z: ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

Even if she had a busy day, she’ll still be up for a bit after sex

#woso x reader #woso #barca femeni x reader #alexia putellas smut #alexia putellas x reader #alexia putellas #espwnt x reader #woso smut

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marchswifey · 7 months

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Kit Walker’s NSFW alphabet

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

An angel. He will immediately check on you, ask if you're okay or if anything hurts, he'll help you clean up, get you water, all that jazz. Very, very sweet.

B = Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partners)

He likes his hair! Loves how soft it is and how it feels when you grab his hair. On you he loves everything about your body, but mostly your boobs and neck, he enjoys leaving hickeys on them.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum, basically)

He loves cumming inside you, but also on your stomach and thighs.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Kit actually doesn’t have secrets with you, he just tells you everything most of the times because he trust you more than himself.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s experienced in the basic sex stuff but with you he’s open to try new things.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying)

Literally any position where he can see your face. Missionary, Spread Eagle, and Cowgirl remain his top three though.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

Most of the times he’s focused on the act but he can be goofy sometimes.

H = Hair (How well-groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He’s cleaned down there, the carpet matches the drapes.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect.)

He gives you kisses all the time and always makes sure you know he loves you, he loves cuddling with you.

J = Jack off (Masturbation Headcanon)

Why would he? He has you, but still does it occasionally when you’re not around and he’s feeling needy.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

PRAISE! Lots and lots of it. Soft kisses, and a little biting.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

Your bedroom,he thinks it's the most safe place.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

You wearing something sexy and bending down infront of him to get "something" makes him hard.

N = No (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He won't hurt you, he would feel bad and turned off.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Prefers giving and seeing all the faces you make and all the noises that escape even when you try to hold them back.

Won't say no to receiving though. Something about the way you look up at him strikes a cord in him.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

He's slow he doesn't want to hurt you and he prefers it that way.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Doesn't mind quickies. Prefers doing it slow and romantic, but if the urge hits him he’ll surely do a quickie.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

Gets nervous when you're doing something that's on the more risky side, but won't mind anything if it's what you really want.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

He can go for quite a while. He's capable of going about 3-5 rounds before he's ready to tap out.

T = Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Doesn't own any but would jump around at the opportunity to use them on you.

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

He rarely teases you. He's all about getting straight to the point, as sensually as he can.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Whimpers, quiet moans and stuff.

W = Wild Card (A random headcanon for the character)

He wants to have two or more kids with you but he’s afraid of introducing the subject yet. He just hopes that one day you’ll come to him with the beautiful news of your pregnancy.

X = X-ray (Let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

It's a 7 incher not too thick.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

He’s about a 7/10. Most of the times he’s just romantic.

Z = Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterward)

Waits until you are comfortable, but you both usually fall asleep at about the same time.

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shinestarhwaa · 4 months

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HONGJOONG NSFW ALPHABET

A - Aftercare (how is he after sex)

I think Hongjoong is quite gentle, he will pay attention to your needs and your behavior so he can cater to your needs. He'll probably provide some water and shower with you.

B- Bodypart (his favourite bodypart on you)

He loves your hands. His mind is a little poetic so he likes your hands for all kinds of reasons; you can do beautiful things with them, you could change the world with them. But he is also just obsessed with the way you touch him with your hands-

C - Cum (anything to do with cum)

He loves to cum inside your mouth, feeling you swallow it makes him go feral.

D - Dirty secret (his dirty secret)

He wants to record the sound of you two having sex in his studio and maybe even include something in a song one day (nothing too extreme obv).

E - Experience (how experienced is he?)

I would say he has experience, but I don't think he's been with that many people. But he defo knows what he is doing.

F - Favourite position

Doggy. Doggy. Doggy.

G - Goofy (how he acts in the moment?)

He's not super goofy, unless he's under influence, otherwise he will smile or smirk but it's more out of love/lust than really laughing at something.

H - Hair (how groomed is he?)

I would say he's the type to have everything shaved tbh, if not it's verrrryy trimmed.

I - Intimacy (how passionate is he?)

He's quite passionate I think, he's the type to fuck into you from behind and mutter dirty words into your ear.

J - Jack off (how often does he masturbate?)

I would say not a lot but a regular amount? Maybe 2-3 times a week depending on his schedules.

K - Kink

He loves clothes so I think he'd also be the type to really love lingerie and types of sexual clothing.

L - Location (what's his favourite place to have sex?)

Bedroom / studio.

M - Motivation (what keeps him going?)

He loves feeling your hands over his body and your fingers in his hair MMMM.

N - NO (what is a no-go for him/turn-offs?)

I don't think he's the type to be an exhibitionist/voyeur, so he might say no to that and keep stuff private.

O - Oral (giving or receiving, skill etc.)

This man's a giver fr.

P - Pace (fast and rough? slow and sensual?)

I think he's slow at first, teasing you and then getting faster and faster towards the end.

Q - Quickie (their opinion on quickies)

This man is BIG on quickies, even if it's not penetrating and it's just oral or fingering, he loves it.

R - Risk (experiments, taking risks etc.)

He might experiment in bdsm? I feel like he's the type to be into stuff like that-

S - Stamina (how long does he last?)

I would say he lasts quite a while but he's the type for having just one round, but it'd just be a long ass round tbh. Would have sex multiple times a day, just not many times in a row.

T - Toys (do they own toys? does he use them with his partner or himself?)

Oh yeah he got 'em, uses them on both of you. Definitely.

U - Unfair (how much do they like to tease?)

SUCH A TEASSEEE OMG? Would live for teasing tf out of you and make you yearn for them.

V - Volume (how loud are they? what sounds do they make?)

I don't think Joong would be too loud, but he'd be keeping it on the low but his breathing would give it away.

W - Wild Card (random headcanon)

Hongjoong bends you over his studio panel as he drops to his knees to dive his tongue into your pussy. You were a moaning mess in no-time, leaning onto the panel and accidentally pushing a button saying rec....

X - X-Ray (what's going on in them pants?)

I don't think he's very big, he's rather an average sized guy. I'd say he'd have more length than girth.

Y - Yearning (how high is their sexdrive?)

Average I think? He has some periods where it's quite high but he also has his lows.

Z - ZZZ (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards?)

Depends where you have sex and if you go for a shower. After a shower he's wide awake, otherwise he's passed out in no time-

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nahoney22 · 6 months

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hi hello I don’t know how to use tumblr but your blog convinced me (I had no idea there was such a gold mine of E V E R Y T H I N G on tumblr whew). Anyway I’m a slut for some slow burn romance, can I request something with Echo? Maybe reader has known him since 501st days and liked him since, and learning he lived and joined the bad batch just made her NEED to find him again? Ps I love you, you’re a beautiful soul ok bye

All Roads Lead to You

Echo X F!Reader

word count: 1.7k

Learning from Rex that Echo was alive, you knew you had to find him and after so many years and confess how you really feel for him before it’s too late again.

warnings: Fluff, cute reunion, mutual pining, friends to lovers, first kiss, brief mentions of Echo at the citadel, mentions of death. Safe for work. Female reader. Not proofread.

authors note: oh my darling @burningfieldof-clover I’m so sorry for the delay 🙈 this got lost in my drafts. Enjoy 🤍

"Hey, are you alright?"

Rex's voice reached your ears, but the words remained trapped in your throat. You stood there, rooted to the spot, a whirlwind of emotions raging within you. Tears welled up in your eyes as a million thoughts raced through your mind. Then again, how does one react to the miraculous news that the man you had loved for countless years, the man you had believed to be lost forever, was now alive?

It took the gentle wave of a hand in front of your face to snap you out of your daze. Blinking back your tears, you focused on Rex, who wore a concerned expression. "You okay?"

"Echo's alive?" you finally managed to croak out, your voice trembling with a mixture of disbelief and hope.

A soft, reassuring smile graced Rex's lips as he nodded. "Yes, he's alive. He's been with another squad for quite some time now."

The shock of the revelation left you struggling to grasp the reality of the moment. Rex had delivered this life- news with such casual ease, unaware of the immense significance it held for you. He couldn't possibly fathom the depths of your feelings for the Arc Trooper.

Rex guided you to a quiet spot and began to unravel the incredible story of Echo's survival. To your horror, he painted a vivid picture of the ordeal Echo had endured from the Techno Union, how he was rescued and his choice about joining another squad. You truly had no ideal to cope with all this information, other than stare at Rex dumbfounded.

You had abandoned your position within the GAR years ago, unable to bear the pain of Echo's supposed death. But now, a chance had emerged, a chance to find Echo and to finally confess the love you had hidden away for years. However, the question of whether it was too late, whether Echo even held the same feelings for you, loomed large. But you had to find out one way or another. “How do I find Clone Force 99?”

Rex had been kind enough to provide you with the coordinates of the last known location Echo was heading to, and you had promptly booked a shuttle to get there. The journey was arduous, with doubt gnawing at your thoughts the entire way. Your mind whispered that this might be a foolish mistake, but the need to see Echo, to confirm his existence with your own eyes, outweighed all hesitation.

As the shuttle touched down on the unfamiliar planet, you felt a sense of disorientation and timid uncertainty. You questioned whether you should first explore your surroundings or make an attempt to find Echo yourself.

However, your gaze was drawn to the vast expanse of the ocean. It had been too long since you had witnessed such natural beauty, the sun's gentle rays dancing on the water's surface. The clean, fresh air was a stark contrast to the stuffy atmosphere of the deeper levels of Coruscant. You had overheard that this planet served as a refuge for many after the Clone Wars, and it seemed like the perfect place for it.

Lost in contemplation, you were brought back to the present by the presence of a small girl standing beside you, her bright brown eyes and short blonde hair catching your attention. She gazed up at you and inquired, "Are you okay?"

You offered her a warm smile and nodded. "Yeah, thanks. Just... taking it all in."

She eagerly inquired, "I love it here. Are you visiting someone or staying?"

Your soft laughter filled the air as you found her nosiness to be quite charming. Truth be told, you didn't see a reason to hide the purpose of your visit. "Visiting someone."

Her eyes lit up with excitement. "Who? Maybe I know them?" Her eagerness was infectious, and you couldn't help but notice the familiarity in her eyes, a certain resemblance that tugged at your memories.

You began to answer, "Alright, he's called Ec—"

But before you could finish, a commanding voice interrupted, "Omega, come. We need to get going." The voice sent a shockwave through your heart, and your breath caught in your throat. It was a voice you had longed to hear, one you thought you'd never hear again.

Omega let out a sigh and offered you an apologetic look before turning and hurrying to the source of the voice. As you turned to see the speaker, your heart skipped a beat. Echo stood there, so different yet unmistakably the same. His gaze on you was strong, as if trying to piece a picture together of who you were.

"But Echo, I was helping her find someone," Omega protested, gesturing towards you. Her words were distant as Echo's gaze locked onto yours, trying to recognise the changes in your appearance from the last time he had seen you. Your hair, clothing, and your civilian guise had replaced the uniformed visage he remembered.

Interrupting the profound moment, Omega's question rang out, but both you and Echo remained captivated by the connection rekindled in that shared gaze. Soon, the other members of Echo’s squad gathered by Omega's side.

Hunter's curiosity was piqued as he observed the unfolding interaction, and he couldn't help but ask, "What's going on?" Omega simply shrugged, her eyes trained on Echo and you.

With a few more tentative steps, Echo closed the distance between you, his head tilted slightly as if to analyse you, to confirm that it was really you. Your voice quivered as you managed to say, "Hi, Echo," and he echoed your name in a soft, heartfelt tone.

A warm smile graced his lips as he admitted, "I can't believe it's you."

A gentle, albeit slightly teasing, response escaped your lips. "I could say the same."

Finally, the emotional barrier gave way, and you found yourselves locked in each other's arms, holding each other as though afraid to let go. "

I've missed you so much," you whispered into his chest, your glistening eyes revealing the depths of your longing. The tears threatened to spill, impossible to hold back any longer.

And then, an unexpected comment from one of Echo's companions, "I didn't know Echo had a girlfriend,” broke the tender moment and you could not help but laugh.

“Let me introduce you to the others,” Echo pulls out of the hug, offers you a reassuring smile and guides you to his new comrades.

Later that evening after some good, really good food, yourself and Echo take a walk down by the shore. Making small talk and catching up on everything you both have missed, it felt like nothing changed between you both. It was everything you could have hoped for.

"I really can't believe you're here," Echo chuckled, a sense of disbelief lingering in his voice. "I never thought I'd see you again."

A soft smile graced your lips as you matched his pace, coming to a stop as you spoke. "Me either."

Then, with a touch of hesitation, you blurted out, "So, uh, are you seeing anybody?" The question took even you by surprise, and it seemed to have a similar effect on Echo. His curiosity was piqued as he observed your flustered expression.

He folded his arms over his chest, shaking his head. "No, are you?"

Your reply came swiftly, perhaps a bit too swiftly for your liking. "No." You didn't give yourself a chance to consider the implications of your response, and Echo didn't press further.

His next question, however, held a hint of teasing, and his voice carried a subtle tone of curiosity. "Oh yeah? And why's that?" It seemed as though he was studying you, and for a brief moment, you thought he might have moved a bit closer, but it was hard to tell if it was just your imagination.

Your breath wavered as you gazed into Echo's eyes, your heart racing just like the first time you had ever met him. It felt like the right moment to lay bare the truth, to let him in on the emotions that had been tucked away for far too long.

"I have feelings," you began, your voice steady but your eyes now avoiding his, "for you. I have feelings for you."

Echo's eyes widened, and he blinked in astonishment, his words caught in his throat as he grappled with the unexpected confession. "You have feelings," he repeats, taking a step closer, his voice barely more than a whisper, "for me?"

You dipped your head, nodding as you ran a hand through your hair nervously. "I always have, Echo. I've loved you for so, so many years." The truth hung in the air between you, a confession that had been kept in the shadows for far too long.

The crashing waves almost drowned out the deafening silence that followed Echo's lack of response to your confession. Regret started to surge through you, the weight of the confession now hanging heavily in the clear air, making the situation uncomfortable and awkward.

"Sorry, I should go," you quickly uttered, turning to leave, but before you could take a step, his hand swiftly caught your wrist, pulling you back towards him. You stumbled slightly, finding yourself suddenly close to his chest, confusion painting your eyes.

In a moment that felt like a dream, Echo leaned in, nose nudging against your own and his breath brushing against your face with his lips hovering close to yours. "Echo?" you whispered, a rush of chills coursing through your body.

"I love you too," he finally uttered, his eyes closing as his lips met yours in a tender, affectionate embrace. "I've loved you since the first night I met you," he confessed, his warm breath mingling with yours as his hand moved to your waist, drawing you closer.

The kiss unfolded slowly, a perfect and intensely romantic connection, a moment that exceeded all your imagined dreams of being with Echo. It felt surreal, but his touch, his lips, assured you of his reality. When the kiss finally parted, he breathed, "Stay with us. Stay with me."

In that instant, any doubt vanished. You knew you would never even consider leaving his side again. Echo's confession sealed the bond, and you embraced the certainty that this was where you belonged, in his arms.

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duckchu · 6 months

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Last one for today, Aphelios <3

Like always nsfw, fem bodied reader etc etc

I honestly love this gif of him he's so sassy lglrvkrqgk

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Will usually prepare a bath for you both and cuddle you to sleep after

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He like his hands and how he can make you release so many cute noises with them ~ and on you, your breasts, no matter the size he like to lay on them

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Doesn't really care, if you want it inside? Sure. Outside? Ok, though he prefers to do it inside by a really slight margin

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He has recorded your moans and will maybe use them in a song someday, but for now it stays in his headphones~ also he'd love to be sandwiched between you and Kayn or Sett

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Not really, you need to teach him everything

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Missionary, doesn't like to complicate things and it's comfortable for you

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

If you laugh, he'll get flustered and red as a beet, prefers to keep it serious

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Not any, he likes to be relatively hairless

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Aphelios is secretly a romantic at heart, he keeps you close and leaves kisses all over your body

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Doesn't really need to, but will if he feels really horny (that's why he has the moans recorded)

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Not sure if that's a kink but he really likes biting and fingering you

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Bedroom, he wants to be able to enjoy you fully

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Seeing your breasts in a tight shirt is enough to get him rock hard

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He doesn't really enjoy roleplaying and hitting you

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He prefers to give but doesn't mind receiving, a 69 is perfect for him

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Depends on the day honestly, he can go either way depending on his mood

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Doesn't mind then but would rather have a longer session with you

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Not really, though he enjoys the though of fucking you in a place where someone could find you, he's way too shy to do that, though he does sometimes stream the music making process with you doing some work with your mouth under the desk

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Only 1 round, but he has no problem fingering you afterwards

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

No, but can get some if you'd like

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Not really a tease, however if you really get on his nerves, he will edge you for hours just to get back at you

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He's a loud moaner, really loud in bed

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He gets inspired by you and writes...pretty interesting songs, but those are kept only for him to see

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Long, 14 cm and average thickness

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He's surprisingly horny, though he can just wait it out but if he can, he would like to have you take care of it

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

After the bath he doses off pretty quickly

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girltwinklater · 6 months

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SAM CARPENTER NSFW ALPHABET

not a soul asked for this but here you go gay people (me)

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

makes sure you’re comfy before leaving and will MAKE you drink fluids. and if you’re staying over at hers she will not let you leave. cuddling before after and in between is like part of the deal.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

arms arms armsss sam loves her arms. so proud of them. but she’s always been super into hands. likes holding them, playing with them, sucking on your fingers. everything to do with hands.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

it’s like nectar to her. likes to makes sure you’re taken care of first. and then again and again and again. will suck you dry if you let her.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

loves hickies. pretends she doesn’t but loves when you mark her neck and thighs.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

moderately. but she’s learned your body and your sweet spots so she knows every way to get you off

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

doesn’t really prefer one over another, but likes seeing your face. seeing how well she’s doing.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

bro is goofy as hell 😭 sam can’t take anything seriously and it’s funny watching her try.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

she likes to stay trimmed. refuses to get rid of her happy trail.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

super gentle and sweet when she’s not being silly. loves being close to you and making you feel good

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

in the shower >>>> everything. and lovess handies.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

mommy kink but you didn’t hear that from me

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

your place since you live alone. but the risk of getting caught excites her a little.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

grinding and dry humping. over the clothes stuff. LOVES it.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

can’t handle restraints. or knives. the one place she won’t go.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

prefers receiving, but gives expert level head it’s INSANE

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

likes to go slow when she’s topping. making sure you’re okay and enjoying yourself. but will ride you like there’s no tomorrow.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

she’s okay with them. sam prefers taking her time, though.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

she’s iffy about it, but since it’s you it doesn’t take much to convince her.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

sam’s stamina is high as the heavens. can easily go three rounds without breaks. you’re genuinely baffled at how she never seems to get tired.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

she has a few. you like to use them on her sometimes.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

she’s less of the teaser and more the tease-ee. you love watching her get restless.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

relatively quiet. small gasps and whines in your ear. the occasional plea when you’re being a tease.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

she loves talking to you in spanish. pet names and praises.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

all i’m gonna say is homegirl is PACKING

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

not too high. the hormones definitely lowered it, but is down for it anytime.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

she has trouble sleeping. will hold you for hours listening to your breathing until she finally does doze off.

and yes i stole this from @finalgirlmeeks mind your business

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tobybestupid · 2 months

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Nsfw Alphabet - Dave Mustaine

Tw: bodily fluids, smut, fluff, hair pulling, breeding kink, masturbation, gender neutral reader, reviving/giving oral,

A = Aftercare

Dave doesn't care how tired he is, will run a bubble bath for the two of you <3

B = Body part

His favorite body part on you is your hips, so he can pull you close and pound in and out of you :3

C = Cum

He likes to cum in you, and watch your face as he nuts in you :P

D = Dirty Secret

He so wants to fuck you in somebody's house, the thrill of getting caught turns him on.

E = Experience

Younger Dave wouldn't know much, but older Dave would know more.

F = Favourite Position

Pretty basic man, likes missionary C:

G = Goofy

Depends, if he's drunk he's all giggly and non serious. If he's sober than he's pretty serious :3

H = Hair

He's not groomed well- well at least downstairs. He doesn't care to shave but if it's itching/tickling you then he'll shave.

I = Intimacy

He's pretty romantic, loves peppering kisses all over you and loves praising you.

J = Jack Off

Younger Dave would probably masturbate quite a bit, but older Dave prefers pleasing you than himself. (Does love if you were to blow him.)

K = Kink

He definitely has a breeding kink, so wants to fill you up and wants you to have his kid :3

L = Location

His favorite place is your guy's bedroom, pretty basic but he finds it most comfortable .

M = Motivation

Teasing him, teasing and dirty talk gets him going.

N = NO

Hurting you, he doesn't want to hurt his precious girl? Well, doesn't want to severely hurt you, he doesn't mind small nibbling, ect.

O = Oral

He loves giving you head/eating you out, would love it if you gave him head. Loves watching you drool all over his cock :3

P = Pace

Most the time he's slow but rough, but however you want it. He just wants to please you :3

Q = Quickie

Younger Dave loves quickies, older Dave loves taking his time with you. Older Dave isn't a fan of quickies.

R = Risk

He loves taking the risk, will finger you at dinner underneath the table. He doesn't care how much it embarrass' you.

S = Stamina

He can last pretty long, 5-7 rounds? How many you want he'll try.

T = Toy

He owns a Fleshlight, but he doesn't use it anymore. Owns some vibrators to use on you! :3

U = Unfair

Loves teasing you, asking how bad you want him, telling you to beg for him. God, it turns him on.

V = Volume

He grunts, and groans. He's not too loud, only if your the dominant one. If he's the submissive one then he whines and sometimes moans.

W = Wild Card

Would enjoy fucking you Infront of a mirror.

X = X-Ray

Dave has a nice cock, alr, let's get that out of the way. About 7 inches, not super thick, but not super thin. His tip is a little thicker than the rest of him. His shaft is also a little thicker. He's got a nice dark, and pretty long happy trail. Also he's got veins, not super veiny but still some veins.

Y = Yearning

Again, he can go for quite awhile.

Z = ZZZ

He can get pretty sleepy, but always takes care of you before you guys do fall asleep :3

#megadeth #dave mustaine x reader #dave mustaine #80s rock #x reader #metallica

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rainybubbles · 1 year

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How do you meet COD men ? part I

Ghost, Soap, Price, Gaz and Alejandro

G H O S T :

-You were a cashier.

-Who was terrified.

-Because you had this one regular client at 2 AM, every day, who was only coming to bought rope, knives and scissors.

-So you googled

-"How to know if someone is a serial killer?"

-But the only answer was :

-" you know it when they kill people."

-Which didn't help you honestly.

-Because the man could kill you just with his thighs but also with what he bought.

-But he also could fix something in his house or...

-Do some sexual things ?

-It's not the first time a client asked your help to find a rope that doesn't irritate the skin after all.

-But he must be very active in this domain judging by how often the mysterious man bought all of these things.

-So you just stared at him when the night came.

-Searching for some blood or maybe some smile.

-But he had a mask.

-Which reinforces the theory of the killer, reminded your mind.

-But you ignored it.

-Maybe he was just weird and-

-A hand was in front of you.

-You jumped, scared by the intrusion, and you shouted.

-"SIR I- I PLEASE DON'T KILL ME"

-"I don't kill people." he said with a raspy voice "At least not here," he added.

-You stared dumbstruck.

-"See you tomorrow, Y/N." he said before leaving.

-The bastard was messing with you.

-But you haven't known it yet.

-Because the only thought was "HE KNEW MY NAME FUCK."and "WHY, AM, I ATTRACTED TO THIS BUT SCARED AT THE SAME TIME"

-In fact, he had read your badge name.

-yeah.

-You're not very clever sometimes, Y/N.

S O A P :

-During a mission, some secrets files were found.

-The problem was they were written in French.

-And even if they could use some online translator, Laswell and Price wanted to be sure of what was written.

-So they called you, the translator.

-(Sorry if you don't speak French :')

-You presented yourself before working on the files and giving the informations.

-It took a long time.

-So guess who wanted to know better the new face on the base?

-Soap.

-And how did he sympathize?

-Trying to speak French.

-Based on Alejandro and Ghost advices.

-"Ton père a-t-il un beau cul ?" he said.

- I-

-He asked if your father has a nice ass in French, persuaded he was asking "how are you ?"

-You stared at him and frowned your eyebrows in confusion, before replying :

-"He gave me half of his DNA so if you want to know if he has a nice ass, take a look on mine Captain."

-Blushing mess.

-Many apologises.

-While in the background Gaz, Alejandro and Rudy were laughing.

-(Ghost too but it was a smile that nobody saw)

P R I C E

-Price is a stubborn man.

-It's a fact.

-So when his team is in danger, he protects them.

-But during this mission, he ended up severely injured with some gun bullets.

-The 141 called the medics.

-And you were a medic.

-So your first meeting was him covered by blood, trying to reassure his team while you ordered him to not move and stay calm for two seconds.

-After few hours when his life was not anymore in danger, the adrenaline down and the 141 asleep,he thanked you.

-You answered it was your job.

-And weirdly you both started to talk.

-In reality you knew, he tried keeping his mind busy with something while he rested.

-So you offered him the entertainment.

-Which was unfortunately recurrent because you seemed to work together from mission to mission.

-And weirdly fighting with guns does not end up with hugs and unicorn, but with blood and injuries.

-It was so much recurrent so that you ended up being the only one to cure him.

-Who knows you'd end up getting into his heart by tending his body?

G A Z

-You were assigned a mission together.

-You were on another task force, and your teams had to work together for one mission.

-So you met on the field.

-During an infiltration mission.

-You just checked out a supposedly headquarters by playing some innocent civils in the street.

-The problem was that one of the guards found you weird and walked towards you.

-You looked at him, asking by your stares what were you doing.

-"If we're busy to do something, he will step back," Gaz said.

-"In case you didn't notice, we have nothing to do. Apart if you take out a fucking Scrabbles or chess from your ass."

-"We have mouthes."

-"And lungs, if we're going to list our body parts-"

-"If we kissed, he would step back. Nobody interrupts a lovey-dovey couple."

-"Tells this to my grandma."

-"Wait, what did she interrupt on you and your-"

-You kissed him.

-Deeply.

-It had to be a looooong kiss.

-The kind that makes people look away because it feels too private.

-"He's leaving." Price said in your earpiece

-You stepped back, so Gaz did.

-You stared at each other.

-Not knowing what to say.

-"Mission". You reminded him.

-"Yes mission." He answered.

-Let's just say your thoughts at both of you were not on the mission, but how your lips were feeling against each other.

A L E J A N D R O

-Talking about infiltration missions.

-This one needed specific microphones and earpieces not detectable, despite the lack of clothes the soldiers would wear.

-It was in an illegal prostitution club.

-The boss was the target of Los Vaqueros and 141.

-But the security of this club was too high, and starting shooting will only cause civilians deaths for nothing.

-So they had to enter without being remarked.

-And for this Alejandro, Soap and Gaz were infiltrated as waiters.

-The club was pretending to have a restaurant part to hide the other business, while in reality the only thing which was eaten there was genitals.

-Coming back to the outfit of the waiters, it was...a bunny outfit.

-In latex.

-Meaning the only place to hide the micro was next to their intimate parts, because their back was exposed as their shoulders, legs and arms.

-As said before, it was specific microphones.

-So they called technicians to be sure to set them up in the right way and to program them.

-And here you are, our little technician.

-At first you thought you would put some micro in a normal way.

-Then you saw them.

-You saw Alejandro in a bunny outfit.

-Asking yourself how you ended up here.

-He greeted you and started to undress, so you could put the microphones.

-It was awkward.

-You knelt down with your microphone trying to not die of embarrassment, while he was looking at you firstly interested in the technology, then amused by your reaction.

Yes your first meeting was you setting up a microphone next to his balls.

...it's...romantic...I guess?

Sorry for the mistakes, English is not my first language (but French is, meaning I have at least one sentence correct grammatically :')

Don't hesitate to tell me if there are any mistakes !!!

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