#I get carried away by the smut

[douevenbleachbro]

Ichigo and Rukia Get A Room (Finally!)

Day 5: I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good

Rating: E/M (It's smut ya'll. No plot lives here)

Not many knew of the Room of Requirements. Those who did know, knew that the room would show to those who found it whatever they needed. Some needed a place to hide, others a quiet place to study, and some wanted to simply be back in their bedroom at home because they were homesick.

Right now, Ichigo and Rukia needed to get a room.

Fresh off of Gryffindor's Quidditch win, Ichigo had slid out of the common room post-game celebration, trying to be as inconspicuous as he could be having his hair and face. It didn't help that he had become the most notorious 7th year in Hogwarts for his stellar gameplay and excellent grades, as well as his head-turning good looks. Girls at Hogwarts seem to have a hard time keeping their squealing and giggling to themselves. He did not like the attention, preferring to keep a low profile.

Which is what he needed right now. He needed to make it to the 7th floor unnoticed. He slung his hood over his bright hair and tried to slip away without alerting the Fat Lady in the painting. Luckily for him, she was distracted by a fellow painting, so he sprinted away as stealthily as he could. Reaching the bottom of some stairs, he pulled out a tattered map and tapped the parchment three times.

"I solemnly swear I am up to no good," he whispered, eyes darting around to make sure no person (or ghost) was around. Ink started to swirl and snake around the old parchment, forming paths and words. The once empty piece of parchment was now an intricate map of all of Hogwart's visible and hidden places. It also showed him where everyone was. There, on the 7th floor at the end of a hallway was the room of requirement, and inside was the name 'Kuchiki Rukia.' Ichigo smiled. Of course, she would already be there. He knew better than to think her eager. He knew better than anyone how Rukia would organize and map out every single step she took in a day, especially the days they would meet. They didn't get many opportunities to get time alone, what with finals and Quidditch and trying to figure out what they were doing after school was done and over, so it was important to Rukia to ensure every meet-up was as efficient and productive as possible.

"That's not very sexy Kuchiki," Ichigo had said one particularly rainy afternoon they had spent at Hogsmeade. She simply shrugged, sipping her butterbeer.

"I don't have one of your fancy little maps, so I do what I can," she chirped, eyes closed and chin up. She would've looked very dignified if she hadn't had a full foam mustache.

Darting up the stairs, Ichigo kept to the dark corners and empty rooms, making sure to dodge and avoid any teachers or unfriendly ghosts. He almost had a run-in with As-Nodt, the creepy groundskeeper, but managed to dodge him by scuttling into a hidden room on the 5th floor. After some more weaving and dodging, Ichigo finally reached the 7th floor. The Room of Requirement materialized before him and he could feel his heart beating against his ribs. He tapped his map with his wand once again - "mischief managed"- and took a deep breath, before entering the room.

He was greeted by the soft scent of freesia and fresh snow. The room was warm and toasty thanks to the big fireplace burning at the end of the room. The large windows that took up most of the walls were covered in snow and the corners where the light of the fire couldn't reach were lit by floating candles. There were plants and flowers all around the walls, and cushions, rugs, and pillows everywhere on the floor. It was truly a soft and cozy place they had made up for themselves.

In the middle of the room, in front of the fireplace, sat Rukia. As expected, she had a huge book open in front of her. She was looking up at the ceiling, her wand raised as snowflakes danced down and settled on her hair. She had loosened her usual side ponytail, her dark hair flowing down her back and spilling around her. It shined against the paleness of her skin and the white of the falling snow. Noticing him, Rukia turned, a wide smile spreading on her flushed face. Ichigo couldn't help smiling back.

"Ichigo, look! I finally got it!" Rukia waved her wand a little too enthusiastically, the snowflakes swirling faster around her, forming a snowball. She gasped and flinched against the cold water that was about to get dunked on her if Ichigo hadn't thrown a shield over her head. Looking up, Rukia saw the water trickle down the sides of the shield. Ichigo kneeled next to her, grinning sheepishly. "Okay, maybe I need to pay more attention to my wrist movements."

"Yeah, maybe," Ichigo whispered, his lips already ghosting over her throat, sending shivers down her spine. She huffed softly, the hair on her face flying forward.

"A little eager, aren't we?" She teased, a little breathless. Ichigo pressed his lips and tongue on the skin behind her ears, pushing her back into the plush cushions under them. Her soft hiss of pleasure made him smile.

"Productive and efficient, right Kuchiki?" He nipped at her jaw, his hands now sliding down her thighs. He settled himself between her legs, pressing into her. Her hips responded with a push, making them moan. "Which, by the way, you didn't follow today, seeing as how you're still fully in your uniform," he tugged a her blue tie, loosening it and sliding it off her collar. Rukia's hands started working on the buttons of his shirt.

"I got distracted. I've been working on that bloody spell for ages," she yanked his shirt off and moved down to his pants as Ichigo continued to pepper her throat and collarbone with nips and kisses. He started following Rukia's moves and almost ripped her shirt off in his desperation. "Don't you dare Kurosaki! I don't want to mend another shirt!" He would've answered if he wasn't so busy with kissing her chest and removing her bra. Rukia let go of his pants and opted to run her fingers into his hair as his mouth caught one of her breasts. His tongue laved at her until her nipple was a hardened peak, then moved to the next one. The feeling of his hot tongue on her always set every nerve on fire, making her instantly wet. He could make her come just like that, with his tongue on her chest and his hips grinding into her, but not tonight.

Releasing her nipple with a pop, Ichigo slid up, reaching her lips. He slid his tongue into her mouth, finding hers. They kissed, deep and hungry, whilst Ichigo slid a hand down to her ass and squeezed.

"Sorry we beat you guys so badly today," he teased, going for her neck again. Rukia rolled her eyes.

"You're not sorry at all, Kurosaki. Besides, our Seeker is shit." That got a huff of laughter from Ichigo, who went to kiss her again.

"So it's not that I'm good, it's that they were shit?" He kissed down her body, nipping at her flat tummy, his tongue circling her navel. Rukia giggled at the ticklish feeling.

"No, no, you guys were good. You were great, actually." Ichigo stopped and looked up, genuine surprise on his face.

"Was that a compliment?" Rukia shrugged and giggled again, the sound making the beating on his ribs skip a beat. Merlin was he embarrasing.

"Credit were credit's due, Kurosaki. Besides, it's the end of the year so, what the hell." Ichigo snorted.

"Spoken like a true Ravenclaw. Maybe I'll finally get a proper answer to my confession?" He asked teasingly, returning to play at her navel. Rukia laughed.

"Oh, I haven't given you an answer to that yet? How horrible of me!"

"Yes, absolutely ghastly behavior from the Kuchiki Princess," Ichigo bit into her inner thigh, close to where she wanted him but not close enough. He pressed his tongue on the bite, soothing the sting, and continued a path down, down, closer to her center. Rukia's fingers were digging into his scalp, her hips bucking up to meet his mouth. He wrapped his arms around her thighs to pin her, breathing hotly at her now dripping pussy. "I think you deserve a little punishment for that."

"Ichigo," Rukia moaned, parting her thighs further to give him more access. Just the feeling of his breath on her had her head spinning and she just knew he was going to drag this out. He was always in a great mood after winning a match, which meant he would bring that excess adrenaline to her. Not that she minded, but it had been a stressful week and they hadn't seen each other and she missed him and...

All thoughts flew out once Ichigo's tongue pressed hard against her clit. Rukia's head slammed back against a cushion as she moaned loudly. Her nails scraped against his skull, but he didn't care. The sting was a good way to keep focused and not make a mess of himself just off of Rukia's voice. He lapped and sucked and bit at her clit and lips, relishing how wet she was for him. With his tongue still hot on her, he slid a finger into her, then another, pushing and pulling slowly as his tongue continued its onslaught on her pussy. Rukia came hard on his fingers and into his mouth, her back arching off the floor. Ichigo kept his tongue pressed against her clit as she rode her orgasm, the sensitivity making her legs close around his head instinctively. Ichigo kept the weight of his arms on her thighs to stop her from crushing him. It didn't take long for Ichigo to have Rukia trembling with another shattering orgasm with the way he moved his wicked tongue on her. It left her a whimpering mess with her hair sticking to her sweaty face. Ichigo wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, smiling wolfishly. He brushed the hair away from her face and forehead, staring at how beautifully her long hair fanned around her. Rukia huffed.

"Stop staring." Ichigo leaned down, his nose brushing hers. He kissed her again, softly first, then deeper. She could taste herself in his mouth, making her blush. His hands roamed her body, running down her spine, brushing the side of her breasts, sliding down her back and hooking under her ass, lifting her slightly. He positioned himself, hard and dripping, at her entrance. Grabbing his dick, he brushed his tip up and down her lips, coating himself with her slick and thoroughly enjoying the sounds tumbling out her mouth. He rubbed his shaft along her pussy, making her gasp at the mind-numbing feeling of pleasure she felt from having him on her. She was sure the sheets and cushions under her were soaked by now with the way she was gushing.

"Ichigo...Ichigo please..." Rukia keened, her hips thrusting up. He adjusted his hands again to make sure he was gripping her ass tight as he slid slowly into her, stretching her. Rukia's mouth hung open on a long moan as he pushed deeper, filling her. Ichigo grunted with effort as he bottomed out, his fingers clutching her tightly. They were both breathing loudly, adjusting to their positions. Ichigo lowered himself to capture her mouth, kissing her deeply. He could feel her slick dripping around him, allowing his cock to bury deeper. He pulled back and snapped his hips forward, ripping a scream from Rukia. Her eyes rolled back, clinging to his shoulders as he set a punishing rhythm of almost pulling out fully then ramming back in. He could feel her walls tightening around him.

"Oh fuck, Ichigo, harder," Rukia moaned, her ankles crossing on his lower back to push him closer. He grabbed her legs and hooked them around his biceps, burying himself deeper. All Rukia could do was mumble unintelligibly as she felt his thrusts in her chest. Ichigo moved a hand to her clit and pressed down, moving in circles. He felt another gush down his thighs and got another scream from Rukia. He continued to pound into her, the sounds of their slick skin slapping together and their moaning the only sounds in the room.

Not too soon after, Ichigo felt the telltale signs of Rukia's peak. Her nails were digging into her skin and her voice had gone staccato. He pressed harder on her clit and leaned down to her ear.

"Come on baby, come for me," he whispered, pushing her to the edge. Rukia cried out, her body convulsing as she came, hard. She barely heard his choked-out moans over her own voice calling for him as she rode the waves of her orgasm. Ichigo followed soon after, pounding roughly into her, dragging her onto the edge again, sending her over as they came together, their mouths covering each other's moans. Ichigo spilled into her, hot and sticky, filling her until she overflowed. Their combined juices spilled out of her and onto their thighs, combining with their sweat.

Later, when they lay next to one another with their legs intertwined and Rukia's head over Ichigo's chest, he played with her hair, smoothing a strand down her back, his knuckles caressing her skin, making her shiver. She took a deep breath, stretching over his body.

"Ichigo," she called out in a whisper, sleep taking her under. He replied with a "hmm?" She raised her head to look at him. "You do know that I love you, right? I know I didn't say it before because of exams and my family being annoying and..." She gasped as Ichigo pressed over her, his eyes bright and soft. He lowered his lips to hers, kissing her until she was seeing stars. He broke the kiss with a grin.

"I know, Kuchiki, I know. Your brother can be an ass though," he laughed at the small smack she gave his shoulder. She was going to say something else, but Ichigo thought it best to just keep kissing. Nothing else really needed to be said.

#ichirukimonth2023 #irmonth2023 #day 5: I solemnly swear I am up to no good #this was too long lol #I get carried away by the smut #Gryffindor/Ravenclaw IR supremacy #although Ichigo can also be a Slytherin #Slytherin/Hufflepuff is also good

[becca-e-barnes]

Imagine being stepdad Bucky’s dirty little secret😩🤫

I've been listening to 'Bad Man' by FIGHTMASTER and it's inspired some filthy fantasies that would fit stepdad Bucky perfectly 🤤

I have so much I'd like to talk about but I'll start with how hot it would be to have him catch you playing with a toy when you think no one is home. Especially if you'd already been sleeping together but maybe you decided to stop when you got a new boyfriend.

You were so sure the house was empty, you didn't even think twice about slipping your vibrator from it's hiding spot. With your earphones in, you hadn't heard the footsteps down the hallway towards your bedroom. You didn't notice that your door wasn't closed tight either. All that mattered was the delightful buzzing of the toy against your clit, your hand squeezing your own breasts and the flithy thoughts that inspired you to touch yourself.

Fuck, this was a show for Bucky. He hadn't meant to invade your privacy but he wasn't quite sure how to look away. The memory of you writhing in pleasure kept him up at night but now he's getting to see it up close again.

"You really ought to close your door if you're going to do that, sweetheart." You miss the first half of what he said because you weren't able to take your earphones out fast enough, choosing instead to cover yourself.

Bucky only rolls his eyes. "No point covering up, honey. Did you forget I've kissed, licked or bitten pretty much every inch of you already?" There's an overwhelming cockiness in his tone and it makes knots twist in your stomach.

"Look, if that new guy you're dating can't take care of you, you only had to tell me." He steps inside and closes the door behind him and you swear he hasn't taken his eyes off you yet. "I'm not surprised he's not enough for you. I bet he's selfish, isn't he. He doesn't think about you. He won't take the time to learn what you like. He can't make your thighs shake the way I do."

His stare is intense but when you look away, he catches under your chin with two fingers, redirecting your line of sight back to him.

"You don't need to be shy." His voice is soothing, his hand creeping under the sheets and you don't make any effort to stop him from finding what he's looking for. He trails his fingers up your thigh, groaning softly when his fingertips reach the slick, messy folds of your sex.

"We shouldn't do this..." You protest feebly but that only makes him laugh.

"You're right. We shouldn't. So tell me why you're grinding yourself against my fingers like you're in heat." It's humiliating but he's got a point. "If he's not taking care of you, I'll have to remind you how sex is supposed to feel." Two of his thick, long fingers glide into your eager body and you feel him hook them inside you exactly how you always loved.

"You don't know how many times I've stroked my cock and tried to remember exactly what this little cunt feels like. I’ve tried to remember the way you squeeze me when you're cumming. Nothing feels like you do. Your body is a fucking luxury." He's losing his self control far faster than he wants to.

"Get on your hands and knees." It's an order you only start to respond to when he slips his fingers out of you and you reposition yourself in front of him. He tugs his zipper down, freeing himself from his underwear, giving his cock a few firm strokes before lining it up with your entrance.

"Oh sweetheart, it's been a while." He groans, pressing just the tip into you at first.

"Feels so fucking good." You babble, pressing yourself back on him, encouraging him to inch into your body. You haven't felt this blissed out in months and he's only getting started. You knew this wouldn't last. There was no way you'd be able to turn down the one man who truly knows your body. He understands your needs in a way no one else has ever even tried to. Maybe it's the age difference or the extra experience he's got but this man really understands your pleasure.

"Fuck, it does, doesn't it?" He laughs, pressing the rest of the way into you and giving you a couple of sharp, half thrusts.

It's not long before he's established a good rhythm, his cock slipping in and out of you while he reaches around you to rub your clit. You feel him kissing the back of your neck, groaning against your skin that he missed your body, up until a faint buzzing sound makes him pause.

At first you'd thought your vibrator switched back on but then you notice your phone screen illuminated on the sheets beside you and your boyfriend's face filling the screen.

"Answer it." Bucky demands, resuming his thrusts at the same pace as before. "I want you to answer it. Tell him what we're doing. Or hide it from him. It's up to you."

#asks answered <3 #sergeantbarnessdoll #becca writes spice #stepdad!bucky #bucky Barnes smut #stepdad Bucky smut #tw: stepcest #I got carried away with this #I'm going into work tomorrow fully intending to be a nightmare #and I'm so excited about it #my self confidence rn can't be matched #I've been getting back into weight training #and I've started to notice a difference #and my skin is looking really nice too rn #It's just me and my water bottle and my hopes and dreams against the world

[causeilikelix]

new to the blog but abt those felix throughts 😍😍 felix whos so tired of the members calling him innocent and babying him. yea its nice from time to time but hes a grown man ! so he goes 100% hard dom on you just so your moans can be heard in the dorm 🫣 also he would totally cover you in bite marks and hickeys just so he can get his point across to his group 💕

now THAT's what I'm taking about skhsfdlkfjsdlkfj

Like we all know that Felix is a lil guy with too much love in his body but soft =/= sub. He's a man very comfortable in his identity and the power he holds over you. Felix just wants to make his baby feel good but he also wants to prove a point...

Smut and warnings below the cut. MINORS DNI!!!!!!

↳  Words - 2.7k (and some change)

↳Warnings: SMUT duh, Soft!Dom Felix (I'm still getting used to writing Hard!Dom anyone) and a tough of Hard!Dom Lix at the end, afab!reader, relatively vanilla, fingering (f receiving), P in V, unprotected sex (don't), multiple orgasms, exhibitionism?, hickeys

You loved his innocent vibe!  You really did!  His angelic smile and his sweet words and actions is what drew you to him in the first place.  He was nothing but romantic and sweet all the time.  The best communicator, respectful of your boundaries, always treated you like a princess.  Honestly everyone needs their own personal Felix!!

But he’s tired.  He can’t help it.  All of his friends baby him so much!  Like Changbin said himself, Felix is happiness personified!  But enough is enough.  His sweet exterior is giving him a reputation he doesn’t want.  When his friends talk about their sex lives, they always make these jokes that Felix must be a little pillow prince who takes what he’s given and lets his partner take the lead.  In fact, his friends bet, he’s as innocent as can be and maybe you and him don’t even have sex at all!

He’s still grumbly about it when you get to the dorm one night, just to spend a little time together in between schedules.  He greets you with his normal warm hug and a sweet peck but you can sense something is off.  

Initially you stay in the living room to continue watching the movie the other guys are watching.  It’s some action film you couldn’t give two shits about.  Your legs are swung over Felix’s lap and he’s gently massaging your calves and thighs while he stares at the screen.  You can hear a few of the other guys snickering but you can’t make out what they’re saying.  When you glance at Felix, his eyebrows are furrowed and his jaw is set.  Honestly it’s kind of hot and makes heat pool between your legs.  Let’s be honest though…. It’s Felix.  Almost everything he does can get you wet.

The boys laugh again and you note that it’s during a not particularly funny part of the movie.  This is where Felix breaks.  He pushes your legs off him and grabs your hand.

“Come on, babe, this isn’t very interesting.  Let’s go to my room.”  Felix whispered to you, his lips grazing the shell of your ear. 

Your body immediately went hot and you had a feeling you knew what was on his mind.  He dragged you to his room and tossed the door shut behind him. 

His hands were cupping your face and pulling you into a deep kiss before the latch had fully closed.  You could simply melt into his kisses.  They always were deep and full of every ounce of love in his body.  Tonight, however, his lips were urgent and demanding. 

“I need you baby, please.”  He whispered against your mouth.  The need to show his friends that he wasn’t a little boy anymore coursed through him, but he would stop if you gave the word.

“Lix, I need you too.”  You managed out between kisses, “But what about the guys?  They’re right outside and-”

“Remember what we talked about last month?”  Felix kissed down your neck and pushed you back towards the bed. 

How could you forget?  Most of the time you and Felix had sex it was very mutual.  You didn’t do a whole lot of powerplay.  Maybe a sprinkling here and there when the situation was right, but Felix loved it when sex was a mutual expression of love.  A few weeks ago he asked you about exploring power play a little more and maybe experimenting with some kinks.  One of them was being listened to.  Not necessarily the real thing, but pretending like someone could walk in on you at any moment. 

With the boys right down the hall, that one held more risk than normal. 

“You wanna try it?”  You asked.  The back of your knees caught on the edge of the bed and you sat down.  Felix weaved his fingers through your hair and bent down to kiss you.  You parted your knees instinctively and Felix settled between them. 

With him above you like this, you felt small under him.  The thrill it gave you made your heart speed up.  You gripped his slim waist to pull him closer. 

“I want them to hear you while I fuck you dumb,” Felix’s voice dropped and octave.  It sent a shiver down your spine.  You always loved it when he got like this.  When he got too horny, his voice dropped and it made you wet in an instant.

Felix’s hands made quick work of your clothes.  He wasted no time in getting you naked, leaving your top and jeans in a pile on the floor.  Even though you hadn’t expected to have sex on this visit, you still wore one of your cuter underwear sets.   Baby pink with a little bit of lace at the top of the cups of the bra and the top of the panties, made even more innocent by a tiny rose in the center of both pieces. 

Felix swallowed thickly at the sight.  

“You’re so fucking beautiful, you know that?”  Felix whispered.  He maneuvered you onto the bed and hovered over you.  You clawed at his shirt, urging him to take it off.  He smirked and tugged it off.  “Just say the word and I’ll stop, okay?  Until then you're going to let me do whatever I want with you, right baby?”

“Yes, baby.”  You nodded in understanding.

You groaned at the sight of his chiseled chest.  Those gorgeous, defined ab muscles and his perfect little pink nipples made your mouth water.  Everything about him was beautiful from his head to his toes.  Not to mention his cock.  Speaking of, you wanted to see it immediately.  You tried to reach for his pants but he grabbed your wrists and shoved you back against the bed. 

“No touching without permission, got it baby?”  He cooed, “I wouldn’t want to have to punish you.  I bet you’re already wet, aren’t you?  It doesn’t take much to get my baby worked up.”

Felix slipped his hand into your underwear and seemed unfazed by the amount of slick in your panties.  To be honest, you thought that there should have been more.  The sudden show of power had your cunt gushing and clenching around nothing and you needed him inside you, um, yesterday. 

“Felix, please!”  You cried, pushing your hips up into his hand.  His digits rubbed small, slow circles on your clit.  Just enough to feel good but not enough to actually get anywhere. 

“What do you want, baby?  Good girls use their words.”  Felix chided, his fingers slipping lower to tap against your entrance but not going in. 

“I want you to touch me!  Please!”  You kept your voice quiet so that no one outside the door could hear you, but that wasn’t what Felix wanted. 

“You want me to touch you?  Alright, baby, I’m feeling nice today.”  Felix kept his eyes on your face as he slipped two of his fingers into your tight hole with basically no resistance.  He watched as your face screwed up in pleasure and your lips parted in a silent moan.  “Come on you can do better than that.”

With that, Felix pumped his fingers into you.  Quick thrusts wouldn’t get him where he wanted to go so he opted for long, deep strokes that pressed the pads of his fingers onto that special spot he’d found a few weeks ago.  The ball of his hand pressed deliciously against your clit with every thrust.  You swallowed a moan and turned your head to press your face into your arm to help silence yourself. 

At this, Felix threw three quick thrusts of his fingers into you.

“Uh uh,” he chided, “I want to hear those beautiful noises of yours, baby.  Let me know how good I’m making you feel, yeah?”

He pressed a few more deep and precise thrusts into you and this time you complied with a long, drawn out moan.  Felix grinned.  He continued like this for a few minutes, pressing his fingers in as deep as possible.  He resorted to pressing his hand against your clit and his fingers massaging that spot within you. 

“Fuck, you’re so tight.  You’re drenching my fingers already.  I can’t wait until you cream my cock, baby.  Keep moaning, just like that.”

He has you clenching and cumming on his fingers in seconds.  It’s almost embarrassing how quickly he gets your thighs shaking.  You’re moaning so loudly that you’re certain that the others can hear you.  Felix smiles through the whole thing.  His eyes are dark as he watches you cum just from his fingers. 

“Good girl, there it is.  Let’s see if you can take my cock, yeah?”

“Please.”  You moan loudly. 

Felix pulls his fingers out of you and you whine at the loss.  He pulls your panties down your legs and tosses them somewhere in the room.  Next he strips from the rest of his clothes and his cock slaps against his stomach.  Precum pearled at his tip and your mouth watered.  You longed to take him in your mouth and suck him until he came but he had other plans.

“Hands and knees.  Now.”  Felix demands.  He pumps his cock a few times to make sure he’s hard enough.  How could he not be, though, as he watches you climb onto your hands and knees and present your ass and your glistening hole to him.  He leans over you and brushes his cock along your swollen folds.  “Good girl.  God, you have the most perfect ass…”  Felix palmed it appreciatively before pulling his hand back and landing a firm slap on the flesh.

“Fellix!”  you gasped when he landed a second slap.  

“That’s right, baby, remember who’s name you’re screaming when I make you cum.”  Felix’s deep voice rumbles. 

He lined up his tip at your entrance and rubbed it through your folds a few times, reveling in the way he could make you shiver every time his cock grazed your over-sensitive clit.  When you least expected it, Felix pushed his cock into your tight, warm cunt.  You both moaned out in unison when he bottomed out.  His long, thick cock filled you up perfectly.  It was as if your pussy was designed for him.  Felix swore that he could spend the rest of his life between your legs.

“I’m going to fucking ruin you, darling?”

With that, he began thrusting.  Sometimes adjusting to someone’s cock in you is a thing of myth.  You can never get used to how perfectly he fills you up.  It may not be the longest, but it’s thick and it stretches you more than anything or anyone else ever has.  His cock has a perfect little curve to it that hits that little spot inside you whenever he angles his hips just right. 

Tonight, he’s determined to get all of the sounds out of you that he can.  So every single thrust is designed to do just that.  He shoves himself into your snug heat as deep as he can go every single time.  It’s like you can feel him in your throat.  Every thrust pushes his hips flush with your ass.  He takes a hand and presses on your back to push your chest onto the bed.  

“Fuuuuuck baby, you feel so good.”  Felix moaned, “Always so warm and tight for me, baby.”

“You feel so good inside of me,”  You moan back, struggling to get your words out between Felix’s rough thrusts, “Don’t stop, don’t stop!”

“Come on, moan for me baby, show them how good I make you feel.”

As if you had a choice.  His thrusts were hard and he shifted his hips until his tip speared into that spot over and over again.  Felix had found that spot by chance a few weeks ago when he was fingering you and now he made it a point to seek it out every time.  

Felix’s hand curled around your bodies and his fingers made contact with your clit immediately.  At this, you keened and let out the loudest moan of the night.  Your cunt clamped onto Felix’s cock and he bit his lip to keep from cumming right there.  Your tight, wet heat eas driving him crazy but you had to cum first.  

He could have sworn that the TV volume lowered.

“Come on baby, cum for me.”  Felix grunted, his finger swirling around your swollen clit.

Your walls clenched and fluttered around him.  Something in your belly pulled taut and you rocked yourself back on Felix’s cock.  The extra bit of friction made the coil pull tight.  You squeezed your eyes shut, trying to let your body relax so that Felix could take over and bring you to orgasm.  Your moans grew louder and louder as you got closer.

“Yes, yes, yes!”  You cried, “Fuck, Felix!  Right there!”

“That’s a good girl, cream my cock, baby.”  

The sound of the TV in the front room had stopped all together.

The extra pressure of you pushing back onto his cock was just the right thing.  The intense pressure in your stomach suddenly released all at once.  Your legs trembled and your body shook.  Felix took over and gripped your hips tightly.  He slowly guided your hips down towards the bed so you were laying flat, continuing his intense thrusts into your cunt.  He leaned over you and pressed his lips to the back of your neck. 

“Felix, don’t stop,”  you moaned, arching your back into him to keep his dick lodged inside you as deep as possible.  

Your orgasm washed over you in waves, each one resulting in a gush of wetness between your legs.  His hips kept drilling into you diligently.  He kissed along your shoulders and neck, sucking dark marks onto your skin.  The second you rolled over, he’d give you hickeys on your neck and breasts to match these.

When he sensed your orgasm coming to an end, he slowed his hips but kept his cock lodged within your tight walls.  He hadn’t come yet but he knew he had to give you a short break before he sought his own orgasm. 

“Was I loud enough?”  You giggled,  “What was that about?”

“The guys were making fun of me, saying things like… I couldn’t be a dom because I’m too innocent, that I’m just a pillow prince and I let you do all the work.”  Felix peppered soft kisses on your skin. 

“That’s not it at all baby!  We just like sex to be reciprocal, that’s all.”

“I know, but I guess I needed a little ego boost.”  Felix shrugged.

“Well if I get to come like that every time we need an ego boost, by all means,”  You giggled, rubbing your ass back into him and making his cock slide against your puffy walls, making you both gasp.  “I think you could stand to be a little meaner, though.”

“What?  You want me to be mean to you?”  Felix stared at you with large eyes.

“Maybe a little more.”

“Oh, so you want me to call you my own little personal slut?”  Felix whispered in your ear.  That tantalizing voice of his made your cunt clench on him.  “Oh so you would like that?  I should have known you’d be a little cock-hungry slut.  Can’t go a single day without my cock in you, is that it?”

“Mmhm…”  You nodded, eyes suddenly a little teary but in the best way.  You pushed your hips back against his again.  He groaned and pressed a hand to your hip to stop your movements.

“If you keep going like that I’m gonna treat you like a little cocksleeve, got it?  I’ll stuff you with enough cum to keep you full for weeks.  You want that, baby?”

“God, yes,” your eyes rolled back at the thought of feeling even fuller than you were now.

“Then relax, my pretty slut, we’re just getting started.”  Felix growled. 

His hand slipped under you to press lightly against your tummy, the pressure pushing your g-spot effortlessly against the tip of his cock.  He’d hardly have to aim at all like this.  You let out a noise somewhere between a gasp and a moan.

“Don’t worry, baby, I’ll fill you up ‘til your cute little cunt can’t handle it anymore.  M’ cum is all yours.”

#felix smut #lee felix smut #yongbok smut #skz smut #stray kids smut #lee yongbok smut #felix lee smut #ellie writes #PHEW #an ask! #i got carried away with this one #meant to be like 10 paragraphs but its now liek five pages #i don;t have time for the other asks tonight but #i am getting to them #fuck felix is so hot #thank you so much for the ask

[hyewka]

Ranaaa sub!jjunie content is so dry plis make a drabble with it tooo :(

warning: free use, degradation, misogyny, brat taming, sub!yeonjun, asshole!yeonjun, oppa use but its once 😭younger reader

perfect timing because all i can have brainrot over is taming bratty yeonjun like i love obedient subs but jesus christ imagine having an egotistical pompous asshole grovel at your feet.

an au where hes your older brothers best friend whos always been in your life, constantly berating and making unfunny jabs at you in front of your brothers friend group since highschool; you thought oh well, you wouldn’t have to put up with it any longer once they graduate. to your demise, your brother and yeonjun get closer. they even choose to go to the same exact college. then, your brother lets you move in with him with no worry of paying overpriced rent. it feels like a gift from heaven until you come to dooming realization everythings going too well, too good to be true. the nagging instinct proves to be true as not only does yeonjun visit the apartment every day, he even sleeps over at times. its hell.

because now instead of making dumb teenage jokes about girls like he used to, hes turned into some weirdly overprotective guardian. making snarky comments on what you’re wearing whenever you go out, or giving you a scolding about how men “really” are for the tenth time and how oh youre so naive, you’re perfect prey for the kinds of guys in the “real world”. he talks your ear off, and when he gives that up he moves to belittle you and berate. its all hes good at. leech.

its no surprise seeing yeonjun on the couch again, you cant even kick him out because your brother pays like 80% of the rent—thats the con of paying less. you can’t fully treat this apartment like your place.

you also aren’t surprised when he catches you, eyes narrowing as they look you up and down. he sighs. you ignore it, putting on your heels.

“are you really going out like that?”

just ignore.

“i keep telling you its not safe to wear stuff like this but you don’t listen.”

ignore him.

“you know there are men out there who—hey, are you even listening?”

ignore.

“hey!” he yells, straightening up. you give him a glare this time, fool. you see the beer cans laying around everywhere. he’s a fool. good for nothing, a pretty face wasted on a fucked personality. he slumps back against the couch, tsking. “forget it. i’m just looking out for you while your brother can’t but okay, whatever, dress like a whore all you want. just don’t expect to be treated with-”

the rooms silent. all you feel is the burning numb feeling on your palm and rage snuffed the moment your hand landed across his face. you slapped him so hard, when he looks at you with wide wet eyes and a split lip, you let out a dry laugh. you feel everything rush back to you. all those humiliating memories. “seriously, who do you think you are? you’ve berated me those two years, embarrassed me, treated me like shit in front of people, and now you want to act like some fuckass parent?”

he flounders, you see the fear and confusion in his eyes, the way his lips part to say something only to come out with nothing. you grab his face, gripping it hard. “slut shaming me for what i wear? in this year? god, you must really not have a conscience.”

“i’m not slut shaming you! i’m just protecting-”

“protecting me? is that what you wanted to say? really?” you sneer, putting your knee between his legs, “what are you protecting me from? guys like you? perverted, sleazy, good for nothings?”

his cheeks are deep shade of red, it could be from how rough you’re gripping his face, or how hard you slapped him earlier or it’s him blushing. all those possibilities are amusing to you—you like it in fact. he’s stammering, shaking his head, trying to pull your hand off him. but he fails, which visibly gets him even more haughty and embarrassed. poor guy, he looks like he’s about to sob.

“what the fuck has gotten into you!? you’re speaking to me informally like i’m not your-"

“senior? oppa?” you push your thumb past his lips, and he panics again but you make sure to press on his tongue particularly hard. “you’re not any of those things, stupid mutt.”

you’ve always fantasized about being on top, someone taking charge of one whos always under your control, reacting to every touch or twist, you just didn’t expect to be in a predicament where yeonjun’s the one you’re feeling the burning desire to ruin. all of him, you want to ruin him.

seeing as how his eyes have welled up enough tears that they could spill any moment, it didn’t look too hard. “gosh, with the way you parade around, i’d think you wouldn’t be so easy to break.” you laugh coldly.

“y-you didn’t break me, fucking bitch. i’ll tell your brother-" he sounds like an actual fool talking, you could barely make out what hes saying, but lucky for him you caught on to the gist.

“no, you’re seriously a sleazebag. you go on and on about how men really are, warning me about this and that, but right now you could easily manhandle and overpower me, but you just sit here. and fuck, you pop a boner at me being slightly mean to you? tell me, was it the dress that you’re telling me not to wear out? calling you a stupid mutt? my leg? or god forbid, the slap?” you smirk at seeing his eyes widen looking down, they might really pop. did he really not know he got hard?

“pervert. you really were just warning me about guys like you... perverts.”

you shove two fingers in his mouth, simultaneously choking him and shutting him up, serves him right. “i bet you’ve jerked off this pathetic dick of yours to the thought of me. is that why you feel the need to berate me? to cover for your guilty conscience? stupid mutt.” you’ve having too much fun with this, seeing him not fight back, just sitting there taking it, letting his tears drip down. choi yeonjun…a crybaby. who would’ve thought.

you don’t mean for it to go any further, its just a little scare to get him off your back, a little grinding against his clothed hard on, just a little to have him elicit a whiny moan, just a little to have his senses overwhelmed—a little to have him humiliated with spilling his slimy seed in his pants so quick, sticky cum staining his boxers. leaving him there on the couch, overstimulated and pathetic, breathless, with an arm draped over his face, while you go out to the party you’re a bit too late for.

no jackets to appease him, no change of clothes, it felt freeing. you should do this more often.

then imagine smothering your cunt on his face, pinning the stupid asshole down just frustrated out of your mind and using him to have him shut the fuck up for once. his incessant whining and squirming under you dies down..eventually. then he stops pretending to not like it anymore, and you hear the squelching. he’s jacking off. he’s been so annoying and you’ve been sexually frustrated for the past week— getting a scolding from your professor today was the final straw. luckily for you, yeonjun said something to piss you off again.

he hasn’t stopped since that day, actually you figure him being an asshole only got worse after that incident. he’s more mean, despite humiliating him over and over again. you even positioned him to bend over your lap when your brother was out, spanking him until he shook, cheeks beet red. no matter how much you humiliate and berate him, it doesnt deter him, he only becomes worse outside of sex. “god, you’re super fucking annoying, you know that?” you groan, sliding your cunt back and forth his face, gripping his hair.

you can’t be mad for long when he’s making an effort to actually make you feel good, eagerly opening his mouth, lewd eyes looking up at you through his wet lashes as he eats you out—you find it cute almost. you dispel the thought, and decide to look elsewhere other than his face to keep your mind off. this is for your pleasure, not his, focus on that high building up.

its a weird relationship, you and yeonjun. he lets you use him however you like despite his complaining, he says he doesn’t want it, then he purposefully riles you up—you know that because every time he does it and you take his bait successfully, you find he isn’t in any underwear. bastard.

“stop jerking off freak.” you grit, shutting your eyes as you get sloppier and quicker, so …close. you can hear he followed your demand, the only sound being your desperate grinding. then you feel his whine, it sends some vibration, like he’s really a mutt begging for you to look at him. you ignore it, you’re good at that. but then he turns his head to your thigh, biting the flesh and you jolt. this indecent brat! you take two fistfuls of his stupid dyed hair, and move just a little more. a little more, and you cum all over his face.

minutes go by after you orgasmed and you’re on your back, on your bed, kicking him out with the lower half of his face glistening, wet with your cum. “leave.” you regard him coldly and he rolls his eyes, frowning, wordlessly shutting your door aggressively. a smile slowly spreads across your face as the realization sets in; he’s probably mad you blue balled him. serves choi yeoniun right.

this is definitely some much needed therapeutic healing.

#got a bit carried away #god i have sooo many ideas but i never get to execute them #🥲 #🌷. rana thoughts #✶ ━━ rana ; answered #txt smut #sub!idol #yeonjun smut

[carmyboobear]

Omg do you have any more to say about sub carmy??? Literally obsessed with the idea😵‍💫

I’m sorry. I had too much to say.

Rating: Explicit (2.3k)

Tags: sub carmy, overstimulation, edging, use of toys (cock ring), praise kink, dom/sub dynamics, cum play, riding, oral (both), face sitting

It’s unreal, the way Carmy unravels so easily at your touch. With the rights words, he’ll come on the spot. It’s hot, but frustrating for you, not because you’re mad at him for coming, but because you’ve never quite had your fill playing with him. Luckily, the two of you figure out a solution:

A cock ring.

“How it feel? Not too tight, is it?” After lubing Carmy’s cock and the toy up, you’ve slipped the silicone ring at the base of his shaft, fitted right above his balls. He’s starting to harden in your slippery hands.

“No, it’s good. Just right,” Carmy sighs. He’s leaned back against a pile of cushions on your bed, clothes shucked to the side. Your eyes follow the rise and fall of his chest before looking back at his cock. Your hands itch to squeeze at his chest, run your fingers through the little curls there, but not right now. You can’t.

“I’ve set a timer for 20 minutes.” You’re walking him through it again as you start corkscrewing your fist up and down his length. He nods through little breathy moans, his curls falling into his face. “If you need to take the ring off before then, what do you say?”

“I’ll say red,” Carmy answers obediently. “Green is good, yellow is slow down.”

“Good boy,” you praise, pleased. Just for that, you kiss the tip of his hardened cock, and his breath hitches. “You’re so good, letting me play with you like this. I’m so lucky.”

“Mm, I think, I think I’m the lucky one,” he mumbles with an amused smile.

“Maybe we both are.”

“Yeah, maybe—ah—“ His words dissolves into a soft moan when he feels the heat of your mouth enclosing around the head of his cock.

It’s such a turn on to see him to like this, to be the one making him like this. As you suck and lick up and down the underside of his length, running your tongue along the bulging veins, Carmy sings for you, breathy and sweet. It makes your stomach broil, your pussy pulsing under your panties.

“It’s only been a couple minutes,” you tease, popping off his cock. You lick at your lips to break the strings of saliva that connect you to him.

“S-Seriously?” Carmy leans his flushed face into one of the pillows with a deep sigh. “I’m not gonna last…”

“Oh, but you will.” As a reminder, your fingers trace the ring snug around his cock. It’s doing its job perfectly. His erection is stiff and pumped with arousal as ever, just what it looks like when he’s about to come, but he can’t. You won’t let him, not until the 20 minutes are up. “Give me a color, Carmy.”

“G-Green,” he stammers, eyes glued onto you. You’re peeling off your sticky underwear and moving to straddle his hips.

“Mm, good.” You’re warming lube in your hands before rubbing it on your pussy and his cock. You’re gonna be riding him for a while, and time is of the essence. “You ready for me?”

“Yes, please,” he whispers, polite and perfect. Who are you to deny that?

“Oh, Carmy baby, you’re so hard for me…” Your folds bracket his bulbous, shiny tip, rubbing all over it. He makes a weak noise as you sink down on him, your hole slowly stretching around him. The lube makes it easier, quicker.

“Fuck,” Carmy whines, chest raising up and down steadily. You’re fully seated on his cock, and liquid heat fills every space inside you. You’re panting, adjusting to his thickness, squeezing and wetting his cock.

“Does it feel good inside me?” You ask, voice sweet and quiet. You run your thumb down his cute little happy trail.

“Feels so good,” Carmy pants, “so hot.”

“I can feel you twitching in my pussy, Carmy.” He makes a small, high pitched noise at that, somewhere in the back of his throat. “You wanna come already?”

“Yeah,” he whines, hips jutting forward into you. It hits a soft spot that makes you stagger, pause for a second to catch your breath.

“Well, too bad,” you whisper, and you start moving.

You start slow, almost unbearably slow. You drag yourself up his cock until just the head is snug inside you. You let yourself squeeze on it for a couple seconds, just to make him moan, before sliding back down the entirety of his length. It’s gradual, it’s steady, and it’s bringing Carmy to tears.

“I wanna come,” he whines, desperate. He’s strewn messily across the sheets. You think his cock’s gotten even harder inside of you.

“You’re not even halfway yet,” you scold him, and he makes a needy noise of protest. “Do you want to stop already?” You know you’re being mean, but you can’t help it. Not when he gets like this.

“N-No. I don’t.”

“Then be a good boy and take it.” You keep riding him at that slow, torturous pace, but you bring one of your hands up his chest. “You what to say when you want to stop. Give me a color.”

“…Green,” he whispers, little beads of tears in the corners of his eyes, and you smile.

Of course. You keep riding him, your pussy slowly and softly sucking up and down his throbbing cock, and he takes it, keeps taking it all.

“You’re so pretty like this, you know.” You start rolling around one his nipples under the pad of your thumb, and his whole body tightens up. “So pretty, so lovely.”

And he really is. God, he really is. You ogle openly at the ways the muscles in his arm go rigid when he fists the sheets, white-knuckles and tight. His tattoos move with the shift in his muscles. The hand that’s playing with his nipples moves to trace the faded triangle of ink on his chest.

“I wanna come on your pretty cock, baby,” you whisper to him, like it’s a confession. He whines at your words, bucking up into you, and you stifle a moan. “Can you handle it?”

“Mm, I, I don’t, I dunno,” he pants helplessly. There’s beads of sweat forming on his forehead. “H-How much longer?”

“You’re almost halfway now,” you inform him with a pleased, almost devious tone to it, and his whimper is so desperate and pathetic it makes you pulse. You’ve never seen him so worked up like this, never felt him so hard inside you like this before.

“Only halfway?” He repeats weakly, eyes momentarily squeezing shut. “Fuck—fuck—okay.” He breathes in deeply in a poor attempt to steady himself, but it doesn’t seem to do much.

“Such a good boy,” you moan, “so good for me.” One of your hands is rubbing at your clit now, pushing you closer and closer to your orgasm. It seems Carmy can feel it, too, with the way his louder and louder moans are timed with the tightening of your pussy. He’s rutting into you to no avail, chasing an orgasm he can’t have. The push of his cock into your hole makes an audible slick noise, over and over.

You lean down to seal your mouth against his bitten, moaning lips, and Carmy moans like an angel into your mouth. It’s messy, hasty, liquid and hot with your tongues gliding against each others. He tastes so good on your tongue. Spit’s smearing all over your mouth, down your chin, but you don’t care at all. Neither does he.

“Fuck, oh, Carmy, I’m gonna come,” you realize, the winding screw in your belly twisting tighter and tighter with each thrust. You pull back to look at him, and you’re squeezing down even tighter at the sight. His eyes are half-lidded and teary, wet and overwhelmed, and his kissed lips are reddened and glossy with your spit. Or his. It doesn’t matter. An even pink flush colors his face. He looks well-fucked, and just looking at him like this is what makes you come.

“God—shhhit—“ Carmy’s mouth hangs open in an o as you orgasm tightly around his cock. He’s gasping for dear life, chest heaving with the effort of it. “Oh my god—“

“So fucking p-perfect—so pretty—“ you’re seated and rutting on his cock through your orgasm that rips through you, blinding you from everything except for Carmy. “J-Just seeing like you like this, it, it makes me come—god, you sound so pretty—“

He moans raggedly from your praise. His thrusts have become much more forceful, much needier. He grinds in you for the rest of your orgasm, reveling in every contraction your pussy has to give.

You’re still seated on his cock when you’re finished coming. Carmy’s at his limit, pleading endlessly for you to let him come. He’s clearly so hard and wound up he can hardly think anymore.

“Please let me come, fuck, please,” Carmy begs. There’s faint tear tracks on his cheeks, a testament to how far gone he is. “I tried, I, I just can’t anymore—I need to come—“

“Shh, baby, I got you,” you soothe him, sloppily pressing kisses to his whining lips. You slide slowly off of him and lower your hands to take off the cock ring. Before you do, you soak in the sight of him rigid and covered in your cream. He’s so hard it looks a little painful. “You did so good for me… I’ll even let you choose where you wanna come. You wanna come on my face? In my mouth?”

“I wanna come on your pussy,” Carmy pleads, immediately honest in his desperate haze, and it sends a dull jolt through you. Fuck.

“So dirty, Carm,” you murmur, breathless with how turned on that made you. You position yourself between him, angling him towards your pussy. “Of course. Anything you want. I can’t wait to see you come. I’m gonna take the ring off now, okay? Come all over my pussy like a good boy.”

With careful fingers, you pull the silicone ring off of his throbbing cock. You barely get it off before white cum shoots out of his cock.

Carmy practically sobs as he comes. You’ve never heard him cry like this before. You’re gentle as you stroke him through his searing orgasm, thinking he must be impossibly sensitive. His entire body shakes as he comes, as the pleasure rips through him.

His cock spurts over and over, covering your pussy in ropes of cum. You push your hips forward and use one hand to spread your tender folds. When his warm come hits your pussy, globs gelling over your clit, you moan from the sensation. He’s coming so much…

His cock releases a couple more weak squirts to dribble down your hand before softening. Carmy’s strewn limply across the bed, taking in deep, steady breaths. His expression is dazed, the look of someone that got fucked hard.

You shuffle towards him, knees still on either side of him when you lean down to peck his face. He makes a little noise of acknowledgement.

“Must’ve felt good, hm?” You smile as his blissful expression flashes with embarrassment. “Never heard you sound like that…”

“Good is an understatement,” Carmy laughs, voice a little hoarse. “I’ve never…felt anything like that. Holy fuck. That was just…”

“Yeah? It looked like it felt really good.” Cum drips down your pussy and off onto his lower stomach, and that makes the two of you look down.

“Let me see.” His eyes are stuck to your pussy, covered in his come. “Closer, please.”

With him laying down still, you straddle further up his torso, legs parted around his waist. You watch his face as you snake a hand down to your pussy, covered in his cum. Your fingers smear his fluid over your folds, bringing them up to your clit, rubbing it slowly… Your hand’s all sticky with both of your orgasms. And through it all, Carmy’s eyes track your hand, entranced.

“You like what you see?” You tease, and the joking way you say it makes the both of you laugh.

“Very much so.” Carmy reaches out and gently swipes his thumb over your cum-smeared clit, and you stiffen. “Fuck…you’re so wet…“

“Mm, yeah,” you say breathily. His thumb’s rubbing your wet clit back and forth. “Hhah—Carmy—“

“Let me clean you up?” His other hands runs up your thigh, squeezes at your ass. “You don’t have to, but I, I really want you to sit on my face.” His thumb presses down harder, and you whine.

“You’re, um, not too worn out? Ah—“ You feel two long fingers pump inside of you, once, twice before sliding out. You gasp.

“I mean, kinda, but…” Carmy brings his glistening fingers into his mouth, sucking on them. His eyes shut briefly as he revels in the taste of you. His fingers pop out completely clean. Fuck. “I wanna see how you taste with my cum.”

“Fuck,” you mutter under your breath. Your arousal is swirling thickly again inside of you, something fierce and devastating. “Yes, god, okay. Please.”

That’s how you end up coming again, riding his face and smearing your cum and his all over his nose, cheeks, and mouth. His tongue is so warm and soft against your pussy, licking over every fold and crevice. You grind your needy clit against the surface of his tongue, stuck out just for you.

When you finally stop grinding your pussy against his face and pull back, you’re greeted with an even better sight than before. He has this pleased, dazed smile on his flushed, messy face, like he doesn’t even care that his skin is covered in fluids. He probably doesn’t care at all—knowing him, he’s reveling in the feeling.

“You’re my good boy, Carm,” you praise him, chest full of affection at the sight of him, and he hums back, just as affectionate.

#carmy berzatto #carmen berzatto #the bear #carmy berzatto x reader #carmen berzatto x reader #jeremy allen white #Carmen berzatto smut #carmy berzatto smut #carmy berzatto x you #Carmen berzatto x you #my asks #NOT A BLURB. I got too excited. although I guess I’ll dual tag it #my blurbs #carmy smut #my smut #sub carmy #yeah that deserves a tag #uhhhh anyway I did Not Mean to get this carried away I swear #but ummmm enjoy! <3

[nateezfics]

Is it wrong that I... kinda.... really, really want to piss him off? 👉🏻👈🏻

pffffttt i think we all wanna piss him off to receive his glorious wrath 🥴 like,, look at his face in that pic. there’s a dangerous expression on his face, like he’s daring you to keep up with your bratty shit.

and of course you do because the whole point is to get him as riled up as possible so he’ll dick you down into oblivion. and there’s two possible outcomes: one, he gives you what you want because he knows what you’re up to and he’s willing to play with and indulge you; or two, he outright ignores you completely because he knows what you’re up to and punishment is a dish best served cold.

option one. he indulges you. he gives you that dangerous smirk that makes you both horny and intimidated. baits you with you questions like, “is that so?” or “wanna say that again?” he gives you the reaction you’re looking for immediately, getting up close, eyes boring into yours, hand rising to grasp at your throat. “you think you’re so cute trying to piss me off just so i’ll fuck you rough. such a little brat you are. and you know what brats get, hm?” he expects an answer because as much as you’re squirming in his grasp, he knows you’re getting wetter by the second. he knows you love it when he treats you like this. fucks you hard. makes you take every last inch; and when you whine about it being too much? he just laughs. “isn’t this what you wanted, baby? you wanted me to fuck this pretty pussy so rough. don’t back out on me now, brat. lay there and take it.”

option two. whew…this is happens if you manage to really piss him off. looks at you, and then says nothing and practically ignores you for a while. absolutely not giving in to your antics. because the punishment you get for this isn’t the punishment you’re seeking, and he knows, so he doesn’t give in. just leaves you hanging for real. and you’re so desperate. and just as he expects, you come crawling to him, pleading for him. loves to hear you beg because at the end of the day, he doesn’t tolerate your little bratty shenanigans and won’t fall for your traps just to watch you scramble. and when i say he makes you beg, i mean he makes you begggg for it. “is that it? hmph, maybe if you put the same energy into begging as you do into being a brat, i’d give you what you want.” eventually does break you apart on his cock, so rough, but you’re not gonna get to cum unless you ask nicely this time. or until he says so. you’re edged until you’re a crying, whimpering mess,, and it’s only until that point that he even considers letting you cum. and god, when you do get to cum, do not for one second think it stops there. “my baby wanted me rough, wanted to cum so bad, and that’s what she’ll get. you’ll take every bit of pleasure i give you like a good slut. you’ve learned your lesson, haven’t you? so behave and i’ll reward you.”

i am here to spread the brat tamer!hongjoong agenda :))

#ehhh….i didnt mean to get carried away something just came over me 😀 #hongjoong smut #hongjoong hard thoughts #ateez smut #ateez hard hours #ateez hard thoughts #ateez hard asks #hongthoven

[kingkatsuki]

You’ve been Dynamight’s secretary for one year, two months, six days and four hours. You’re the best secretary he’s ever had, but now you’ve given him your two weeks notice. Bakugou can’t hide his disappointment at losing you, and wonders why you’re leaving him to go and work for another hero— Pro-Hero Manual. But you can’t give him the real answer.

It’s been the best job you’ve ever had, but it’s slowly become the worst because you just can’t avoid the feelings you harbour for your boss. Working beneath him has a dull ache continuing to grow in your chest, and you’ve decided to do what you think is best for yourself and leave. So you’ve handed in your notice, but Dynamight isn’t going to let you go that easily, he’s determined to remind you why he loves you working here, and why he wants you to stay— because he’s just as in love with you.

If only he could admit it.

Here you will find lots of little drabbles about working at Dynamight’s agency with Bakugou. They can be read in any order, and have no real timeline. More will be added as inspiration strikes, and please feel free to send me your own thoughts!

♡ ˚ · . when he brings you coffee first

♡ ˚ · . when you get him a birthday cake

♡ ˚ · . when you spill coffee on him

♡ ˚ · . when he gossips with you

♡ ˚ · . when he comes back injured

♡ ˚ · . when he stands up for you

♡ ˚ · . when you stay late

♡ ˚ · . when he stays late

♡ ˚ · . when he catches you crying

♡ ˚ · . when he does you a favour

♡ ˚ · . when he calls you out of hours

♡ ˚ · . when he almost gets caught

♡ ˚ · . when you stand up for him

♡ ˚ · . when you accidentally send him a lewd text

♡ ˚ · . when he hears an office rumour

♡ ˚ · . when you get jealous

♡ ˚ · . when he gets jealous

♡ ˚ · . when you ignore him

♡ ˚ · . when you tell him you’re proud of him

♡ ˚ · . when he gives you a ride home

♡ ˚ · . when he does a gossip magazine interview

♡ ˚ · . when he wants you to stay

♡ ˚ · . when he’s interviewing new secretaries

♡ ˚ · . when he spills his coffee

♡ ˚ · . when it’s raining outside

♡ ˚ · . when you’re both caught under the mistletoe

♡ ˚ · . when you play secret santa

♡ ˚ · . when you want to be his valentine

♡ ˚ · . when you have a blind date

#Bakugou x reader #Bakugou smut #masterlist #two weeks notice masterlist #these will just be little drabbles 400-1k #unless I get carried away #but I just love office romance bakugou ahhhh #will probably post the first little one tonight!!!

[blusherbaker]

TWST Kink Headcanons: Octavinelle Edition

Minors/ageless blogs DNI; all characters are 18+ for these scenarios

Each character is given a short write-up of one of their main kinks, as well as a list of other kinks they may like (with a little more info added in some cases), and a list of things they would dislike.

Warnings: Smut, discussion/mention of multiple kinks of different varieties, including those related to D/s dynamics, bondage, feeding, etc.

<——« Savanaclaw

Azul: Voice kink

It doesn't really matter what your voice sounds like, Azul will absolutely melt simply by hearing your voice (or vocalizations) in the right context. Whether your voice is deep and gravelly, high and light, smooth, lilting, nasally, brassy, breathy, or any other colour / timbre, he will love it. And should you want to make Azul's hearts really race, just adding the slightest layer of a seductive tone to your speech will definitely do the trick.  It's also a good idea to talk to him - at length - while you're intimate with him. Hearing your voice will in equal parts calm him down, get him out of his head and into the moment, and make him very turned-on, especially if you add in even a little bit of dirty talk. Tell him what you want to do to him, or want him to do to you. Let him hear what you feel. And if a few little moans, or sighs, or whimpers happen to make appearances between your words, his arousal will simply go into overdrive. 

Other possible kinks: 

Submission

Domination (sometimes - like Riddle, he's a sub-leaning switch)

Bondage 

Cockwarming?

Lingerie

Dislikes: 

Degradation

Humiliation

Exhibitionism

Mirror sex

Jade: Shibari (and other types of bondage)

Jade appreciates so many things about the art of shibari. The trust, the power, the creativity, and the interplay, with you and him doing a sort of dance, are all things he would find appealing. He would love moulding your body into beautiful shapes ornamented and restrained with ropes (or perhaps ribbons, with the less restrictive binds) and watching your reactions during the entire process. And he loves the controlled unpredictability of it all. Each tie is never the exact same twice - changing even the littlest things, from the speed, to the tension of the rope, results in a completely novel experience each time. That is one of Jade’s favourite parts of shibari. Jade is also a patient man. He takes his time. And he will definitely want to do many, many different ties each and every session. Jade also makes sure things are absolutely perfect, in every aspect - he will have learned and practised the knots and ties before even considering bringing up the idea to you. Each session, he will have an entire routine planned out, his hands moving you smoothly from one position to the next, knotting then undoing the ropes over your body, likely for hours. But don't worry, he will make sure to take care of all your desires as well, you only need to ask him to. Jade will keep you waiting in anticipation, but he will never leave you unsatisfied.

Other possible kinks: 

Stuffing (mostly receiving)

Sadomasochism (he’s more of a sadist than a masochist, though)

Orgasm control

Marking

Dacryphilia

Dislikes: 

Exhibitionism?

Submission (most of the time)

Floyd: Sensation play

Floyd's kinks often shift and change, so you can be certain you'd never simply fall into a routine with him. He's always wanting to try something new, being a bit of an experimentalist at heart, but one thing that stays consistent in one form or another is his love of sensation play. Everything from gentle massages, to the sting of a paddle, to playing different genres of music, to feeding each other different combinations of flavours, to even using various types of lighting, Floyd has so much fun playing with his (and your) senses. Sometimes, the sensations get almost overwhelming, but often, that’s exactly what Floyd needs.  However, despite liking most types of sensation play, his absolute favourite thing is playing with temperatures. And while the heat of things like dripping wax is something that Floyd really, really enjoys, his preference is definitely the cold. He almost always loves the sensation of ice gliding over his warm skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps over his body, and making him shiver as the water slowly evaporates (and he'd adore the feeling of a chilled glass toy cooling him from the inside out, too ♥︎). The cold feels both exciting and comforting to him, and is something that - to Floyd - just overall feels good. 

Other possible kinks: 

Exhibitionism

Feedism

Marking

Sadomasochism (he’s a little bit more of a masochist than a sadist)

Sounding

Lactation

Wax play

Dislikes: 

Bondage (being restrained, specifically)

Other than that, he’s pretty open to trying most things, though he may or may not like them at different times

And with that, my headcanons for the Octavinelle boys' kinks are complete! These three are some of my favourites, and I really had a good time putting this together. It took a bit longer to get out than I thought, but I hope you enjoyed reading through my ideas ^v^

If you have any additional thoughts or opinions on these headcanons, I'd love to hear them!

#mdni #twst headcanons #octavinelle #twst smut #azul ashengrotto smut #jade leech smut #floyd leech smut #x reader #twst x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #jade leech x reader #floyd leech x reader #twst thoughts #blusher's original ♥︎ #I have a good deal of other thoughts about them which I'll add in another post later so I don't get carried away here!

[chrollohearttags]

Ace fasho eats ass, he nasty wit it too he put his nose all in it n everything, fucking nasty whore😩 (I love him)

and let’s talk about it!! 😫 cause that man is a freak and no one will convince me otherwise. Spitting in it and everythang. He be eating you off the bone and begs for you to smother him. Like fresh out the shower and before you can even get dressed, this man’s is BURIED face first, just enjoying himself—

#let me stop before I get carried away!!😫 #y’all know what he be doing to meeee #cherry’s asks 🍒 #cherry’s sweetpeas 🍒🌷 #portgas d ace #one piece ace #ace smut

[yujinslovr]

pookie im so obsessed with lakers kkura,, i can't stop thinking abt being the trophy gf of basket player sakura 😔😔

– 🐇

NO IM A WARRIORS FAN BUT IM OBSESSED W LAKERS KKURA TOOOO.

omg but omg her showing you off at every game, making it clear that she has such an insanely hot gf🤭🤭🤭 OMG WAIT EXIBITIONISM W KKURA???

she js wants to show you off to everyone :(( forcing you onto your knees in the locker rooms during half time…. she obviously knows that literally any one of her teammates could walk in at any moment, but in her eyes that’d be best case scenario🤭

“we literally have less than 15 minutes, can’t we js do this after the game?”

omg she’d def say sum shit like “i wont be able to focus for the rest of the game if you don’t🙁” GRRR GUILT TRIPPING TO THE MAXXXX IDCCCCC

you wouldn’t want to be the reason she looses this game, so ofc you js had to help her out…

no but omg what if like mid blowjob someone does walk in, seeing you on your knees w kkura all the way in your throat… omg she def wldnt stop, your hands on her hips trying to push her off but obvi she’s stronger, she’s literally a nba player.

omgomg and if it’s yunjin who walked in???? HOLYYYYY IM LOOSING MY MINDDD😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 no and then now yunjin also has an uncomfortable tent in her pants and she js can’t play like that :((( so obvi you do what any good person wld, you pull down her shorts and start stroking her shaft while your mouth is still working kkura.

no and then the coach comes in screaming for them to come out bcz the games abt to start and he js sees you on your knees covered in cum while yunjin and kkura are tucking themselves back into their shorts🫠🫠🫠

them both leaving you alone there covered in their cum to go back out and win, AND BEST BELIVE THEY PLAYED BETTER THAN THEY EVER HAD BEFORE‼️‼️

#—🐇-> #erm i got a bit carried away #if you can’t tell im kinda obssesed w them both #its the yunjin edits i swear #i ws writing the kkura part and i cldnt get my mind off hee #yunjin smut #sakura smut #smut #le sserafim smut

[rosedom]

Oh, reading through your Tighnari alphabet post has me thinking- which Genshin characters do you think would be into unique bondage styles?

I saw a fan art of Kazuha where he has his wrists bound by a rope from the ceiling and was on the ground with his knees tucked under him and that has me thinking about which characters would be into more uncommon bondage :>

KAZUHA BONDAGE FANARTS ARE SO MMMMMMM . . . he is absolutely perfect for any form of it, be it simple or shibari—especially-so if the ropes are a deep red. red against his pale skin, contrasting it, and going beautifully with his rosy cheeks (and chest . . . and ass . . . and arms . . . 'cos there's no doubt that this guy is another full-body blusher !!) and streak of colored hair . . . he's literally the pattern-setter. genuinely, any kind of bondage just pairs so beautifully with kaz; but he thrives on his knees, knelt all pretty on a pillow <3

as for others . . . hm . . .

listen. really, really listen, okay?

alhaitham. haitham in unique bondage. maybe shibari, maybe something else; but this man wants to be all in. if his wrists are tied, something else must be, too—be that lines of rope or ribbon criss-crossing his biceps or even his chest, chafing so sweetly against his dusky nipples . . . i want this feeble scribe to finally feel feeble. helpless, with his arms tied up and wrists bound to the opposite forearm, his legs tied to themselves but left spread open. he's able to move, still, but only at your touch—you hold the power (the power he so easily gives, the secret loverboy) to open his legs.

on the opposite side of things, i think that venti is a HUGEEE fan of shibari—not in the restraint sense, but in the sense of artwork. he wants to have his body on display to you. so while his limbs may be tied some days, others they aren't; sometimes, he only has rope stringing across his torso without any impediment to his mobility. (he has definitely worn some rope under his clothes on an outing with you~.) venti's got the prettiest lil' body, and he knows it—he ought to show it off with ropes accentuating that trim waist of his, those plump thighs . . . mmm

and then there's cyno.

bondage isn't usually on the table for him—after all, he's an expanse of scarred yet smooth skin . . . any rope marks would be embarrassingly noticable. but, hey—he's got that big ol' cloak for a reason (look, i'm not saying he's got it just because it can hide the rope marks; but it's definitely a bonus he considered). he's another one of those cases of men in power wanting so desperately to submit, to no longer be in control; and what better way than through bondage? especially the types that leave cyno pulsing—through cock n' cunt—with each loop of rope you drag across his body.

but let's take ropes aside, though, and look at the possibility of leather cuffs.

heizou, for one, would be a huge fan of soft leather tying his wrists together and ankles apart, kept snugly locked to a leather-infused spreader bar. he already wears rope in his day-to-day get-up, so to make that switch to leather instead—it's perfectly ironic. just imagining the way sweet heizou would look with his legs kept shoulder-width apart, unable to close, cunt dripping right past his taint to puddle on the floor, his hands cuffed together in soft leather . . . maybe even a leather collar, too.

i'm not normally a fan of leather—the implications of it are always rough in a way i do not enjoy—, but like this . . . heizou is simply perfect for it !!

bondage is so touch n' go for me, but, god . . . when i like it, i like it.

#roseyapping #i got carried away . . i love tying up pretty boys <3 #it's the vulnerability . . . the trust . . . the raw want that really gets to me. #sub genshin #genshin smut

[sparkle-barnes]

Someone requested a longer version of this post, so here it is! Tw wetting/watersports below cut!

For a while, you ignore your bladder. The slight discomfort is not worth getting up out of bed for. Not when you’re so comfortable, laying half on top of Bucky. You’re not sure you could walk anyway. Your legs still feel like jelly from how thoroughly Bucky fucked you.

Your bladder twinges uncomfortably, and you squirm where you’re laying on top of Bucky. He kisses the top of your head, fingers tracing lazy circles on your bare back.

The ache gets worse, a more persistent reminder of how full your bladder is. You shift to get up but Bucky won’t let you. He grumbles and pulls you back to his chest.

“Bucky, I gotta get up.” You try again to sit up but he refuses.

“In a minute,” he says. You sigh, trying to focus on anything other than your bladder, but it’s getting difficult.

The discomfort is distracting, and the position you’re in isn’t doing you any favors. You shift and try to move away from him but he still doesn’t let you. “I gotta pee, Buck. I’ll be right back, I promise.”

Bucky tightens his arms around you. “Go ahead. Pee. But I’m not letting you up.”

If you really wanted to, you know Bucky would let you up. But the thought of letting go here, on top of him, makes you throb between your legs. You bite back a moan. He’s half-hard against your thigh and if you weren’t so used to it, you’d be shocked that he’s already ready to go again.

“Tell daddy what you need,” he whispers. Bucky wants to hear you say it. You bite your lip. No matter how many times the two of you have done this, you still feel a twinge of humiliation.

When you don’t respond, Bucky says, “C’mon baby, don’t be shy.”

“I gotta pee, daddy. I gotta go so bad. Please let me up,” you whimper. Bucky lets out a small groan. He won’t let you up, of course, but that’s part of the game. He likes to hear you beg, to feel you slowly lose control. His hardening cock is evidence enough of that.

“Let go. I’m not stopping you.” You wiggle against him and he tightens his arms. A spurt escapes you, your bladder throbbing, and you whimper.

“Good girl, baby. I bet that felt good,” Bucky says. He dips a hand between your thighs to lightly circle your clit with his middle finger. Your hips stutter, rolling against him.

You moan. “It felt so good, daddy.” That brief lapse of control made your cunt pulse, the moment of relief making it that much harder to keep holding. You could keep holding if you wanted to but that isn’t what Bucky is after, and teasing him is always worth it.

“I can’t hold it anymore,” you whine. “You gotta move daddy, I’ll pee on you if you don’t.” You let out another spurt, this one longer and on purpose. Bucky curses and rubs your clit faster, the wet noise of your piss-soaked cunt, still covered in his cum and now your pee, and his hand fills the room.

“Fuck. Oh fuck. That’s okay baby.” He shifts so his erection is under you, his hard cock brushing against your folds. He jabs his hand into your bladder. Another leak, this time all over his dick. He sighs and his hips jerk up into you. “Daddy wants you to go.”

Your bladder aches and the urge to stop holding is getting stronger. A small trickle runs down your thigh and you squirm, remembering the last time Bucky made you hold in bed like this. He’d fucked you while you let go, the puddle of hot pee pooling on the waterproof blanket under you. The memory of it is enough for you to let out another spurt.

“Oh no, it’s coming out daddy!” You’re playing to up for his sake, letting more out. This time it doesn’t truly stop. His dick is hard against your folds, slowly thrusting against you as he circles your clit.

“Go on baby, make a mess for me. Be a good girl for daddy,” he says. His rubs your clit harder, watching the the slow trickle of pee run down your thighs.

Finally, you let go. Bucky gasps, stuttering out a breathy moan. Pee gushes out of you with a loud hiss, soaking Bucky’s dick and his hand, running down your thighs. You moan and close your eyes, head resting against his shoulder.

“Fuck you’re pissing all over me. That’s so hot baby.” His cock throbs, jumping against your cunt as he thrusts into the stream of piss. It’s hot and wet, and the way you’re moaning in his ear almost has him coming untouched.

Unable to help himself, he shoves his dick into you. You gasp, nails digging into his shoulders and he fucks up into you. He’s not small by any means, and each thrust into you makes piss spurt out of you.

“C’mon baby, keep soakin’ daddy’s dick. Holy fuck, you’re still going. Gonna cum, baby, gonna fill you up.”

Your stream trickles to a stop but he keeps up his brutal pace. You cum, cunt pulsing around him and Bucky groans. You can’t do anything but take it as he fucks up into you. His hips stutter and he pumps his cum into you. He keeps thrusting and his cum runs down your thighs, adding to the mess.

#i did not mean to get so carried away with this #anyway #i have so many ideas but i dont know if anyone will want to read them!! #or be into it! #maybe i’ll post them anyway #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes x reader #tw water sports #sparkle writes

[nyxronomicon]

Head empty. Only thought is Simeon finding out about your self hatred and railing you until you can't remember any of those thoughts

-body worship, insecurity, bit of angst, breeding in the tags-

Omg he'd be so gentle... He asks what's troubling you when he sees you frown at yourself in the mirror. When you tell him you're feeling self conscious and ugly he just disagrees immediately.

But Simeon knows all too well how little words can change someone's mind, often feeling disgusted and disappointed with himself for abandoning the brothers like he did. For choosing the celestial realm just for its familiarity. He's such a coward.

He knows now that conventional beauty is only skin deep and the ugliness just beneath the surface is often much worse than one would think. And he's stunned when you're talking about yourself like that because in all the time he's known you, he's never even once thought anything about you was ugly.

If anything, he was the ugly one.

His first attraction to you was your looks and the way you carried yourself. Every moment he spends with you he finds new things to love about you and it just crushes him that you don't see it. So even if he can't change your mind, he at least needs to prove to you that it doesn't matter what you think.

You're beautiful without even trying. Just a smile from you takes his breath away without fail. The words to describe how incredible you are always fail him. Being with you is healing. His wretched broken heart has been heavy with sin and betrayal for as long as he can remember but you make him feel like it can be fixed. Or maybe that he never really was broken to begin with.

All he wants is to give that feeling back to you.

So he shows you. Pulls you away from the mirror. "Focus on me. On how I love you." Is all he mumbles before tenderly kissing you. Your kisses get deeper, your insecurities vanishing as he pulls away. His eyes are full of adoration, lost in you.

You close your eyes and feel. His hands worship every part of you, taking his time to press kisses down your torso, wherever he thinks you're most insecure. He mumbles loving words as he goes, the author in him crafting the ultimate love scene just for you to hear.

And if you still don't believe him? Well, he'll keep going as long as he needs to~

#he's just so soft... i love him #my brain is like this could be a great breeding fic #where he's all soft and like you're so perfect... and then he can't stop thinking about how much he wants to be with your forever #and then he's like. thinking about raising kids with you and gets a little dizzy thinking about putting a baby in you #and like. how perfect your baby would be bc it's got your DNA and he just can't stop himself #soon he's folding you in half babbling about what a great parent you'd be and how he NEEDS to fill you with his seed #<- getting carried away in the tags AGAIN sorry lmao #obey me simeon #obey me smut #it's simeon loving hours y'all

[tyunkus]

my brain keeps thinking about giving taehyun a bj while you wear his glasses, imagine his cum gets on the glassesjwkdgaodu someone stop me ><

u guys are trying to k-word me actually !!!

i think it would start the way sex usually does with you two, just making out with him on his lap... taehyun's a really good kisser btw he gets you all worked up without even having to touch you, just leaves you breathless and wanting more of him hehe! he pulls away for a bit to smile at you all soft and cute before he takes off his glasses and gently puts them on u... he can't help but giggle when they slide down the bridge of your nose, you look so fucking cute especially cuz it takes up like half of ur face 😭

taehyun who rubs circles into your hips with his warm hands & asks you in his honey-like voice if you would be a good girl for him and suck his cock... before you know it you're kneeling between his legs, blinking up at him so prettily, doesn't take long before he's taking out his cock n feeding it to you, one hand wrapped around the base firmly and the other steady on the back of your head. your mouth is so fucking wet and warm and tight, he's losing it already, hips canting up into the feeling, just your pretty lips wrapped tight around his thick cock, the noises you make so fucking obscene he's throwing his head back and moaning so loud you're almost startled KJDHFSJ

taehyun starts fucking your face like that, slow thrusts at first until your throat is constricting around his length, pace picking up as he slowly loses control... might make you take him to the hilt then keep you there, counting down from five so that you can get his dick even wetter.. slaps your face while you're looking up at him like he's everything to you... "you're a slutty little girl aren't you? only need a thick cock to keep you satisfied, huh? mhm, this cock makes you so happy, doesn't it? i know you're wet, if i touched you right now your panties would be fucking soaked" JUST SO MEAN TO YOU all the while he's fucking into your throat so nicely his glasses are almost falling off your nose HKJDHJFBJ

eventually, hes had enough,,, you're sliding off his dick with a pop and a glittering smile, like a big fuck you, but it's so hot he almost gets hard again. especially when he notices his thick framed glasses splattered with cum and sitting crooked on your nose <3

#taehyun smut #taehyun hard thoughts #taehyun hard hours #txt hard hours #txt smut #did i get carried away #yes #am i sorry? no #i just want to feed the solomons ok #i am HAWRNY for you kang taehyun #please let me suck ur cawk

[blusherbaker]

TWST Kink Headcanons: Heartslabyul Edition

Minors/ageless blogs DNI; all characters are 18+ for these scenarios

Each character is given a short write-up of one of their main kinks, as well as a list of other kinks they may like (with a little more info added in some cases), and a list of things they would dislike ^v^

Warnings: Smut, discussion/mention of multiple kinks of different varieties, including those related to D/s dynamics, food, pain, etc.

| Savanaclaw »——>

Riddle: Submission

Riddle is always a bit contentious in terms of what his kinks may be, some seeing him as leaning towards more dominance-related kinks, others seeing him as leaning towards more submission-related kinks, some seeing him as having completely different interests, and some seeing him as almost totally vanilla. Personally, I think that Riddle would be likely much more towards the submissive side, loving the feeling of being in that headspace. But, he requires a very caring soft dom, maybe even someone akin to a caregiver. Now, Riddle doesn’t necessarily like age play, but he enjoys letting go of control for a bit. He gets so sweet and obedient when he’s being gently guided, cared for, and even coddled a little, but above all, made to feel safe and loved. He absolutely adores submission when he is in an environment where he feels safe enough to let someone else take the reins and have power and authority over him, and this would both give him a sense of security, and excitement at the same time. 

Other possible kinks: 

PRAISE

Nipple play (he can orgasm just from having his nipples played with)

Biting

Hair pulling

Dominance (he's a sub-leaning switch ♥︎) 

Collaring (Prefers his partner in a collar, rather than himself. Works well with his Unique Magic!)

Dislikes: 

Humiliation, especially regarding his size or his capabilities

Impact play

Choking

Ace: Brat play 

So… we can all agree that Ace would be - really, already is - a brat, right? He’s cheeky, he’s playful, he’s a troublemaker and kind of badly behaved most of the time. He craves an opportunity where he could let that free and already know how he’d be punished and/or rewarded. He’d be SO into letting the full intensity of his bratty side loose. Ace would more or less have the green light to talk back, disobey, tease, and generally be a little shit to his heart’s content, and he’d know that his behaviour would only make things better… for the most part, that is. Because, of course, he really wants to be made to submit. That's where the real joy and excitement would begin for him: when his partner finally puts him in his place.

Other possible kinks (mostly receiving): 

Degradation / humiliation

Praise (and bonus points if it's humiliation and praise all in one!)

Masochism

Exhibitionism

Light CBT?

Gagging

Edging

Mental bondage

Dislikes: 

Other forms of bondage

Role play

Deuce: Praise

Deuce isn’t the kinkiest boy, but he would LOVE to be praised - absolutely no questions about it. No matter what role he’s in, whether things were leaning more kinky (in terms of what he likes) or pretty vanilla, you give him a little praise and he’ll melt. Well… his heart will melt; his cock will be rock hard. It doesn’t even need to be intense praise, or poetic, or anything of that sort. The simplest phrases, a little comment on how good he’s making you feel, or how happy he makes you, or even just something positive about how he looks or behaves (especially in the bedroom), and that’s it. Even if he was pinning you to the mattress, completely controlling you in every other way, you'd be the one making him feel more pleasure than he'd ever expected. A few sweet words, and you'll have Deuce in the palm of your hand.  

Other possible kinks: 

Light bondage / restraint (especially handcuffs, or just with hands or body weight)

Domesticity

Lingerie (on himself OR his partner)

Dislikes: 

Degradation and humiliation, especially regarding his intelligence

Sadism

Really, most things that could cause physical or mental discomfort for you or him. This sweet boy just wants things to be nice and pleasant for you both (*´◡`*)

Trey: Stuffing

Okay, so… I have a feeling Trey would be really into stuffing. He doesn’t necessarily like feedism; I don't believe he would find the intentional weight gain aspect of feeding to be very enticing. But seeing his partner fill up on his food, or - even better! - feeding it to them by hand DEFINITELY would appeal. He adores the control he has over them in that situation; the intimacy of feeding his partner, and of seeing their body temporarily change because of him, their belly gradually becoming round and taut as they're stuffed full of something he made specifically for them. His slightly sadistic side would also like seeing their expression shift from pleased, to content, to uncomfortable as they ate the dishes he made for them, his gaze intense but his voice soft as he coaxes them to “just have one more bite”. Then afterwards, soothing them with gentle touches and loving words once they're overfull and sleepy… now that would be something that Trey would enjoy immensely. 

Other possible kinks (mostly giving): 

Sensation play (he definitely uses his UM!!) 

Teeth (obviously) - also includes biting! 

Orgasm control

Breeding (as a fantasy, NOT reality)

Dacryphilia (crying)

Cockwarming?

Soft domination (possible Daddy kink?)

Dislikes: 

Food play (he doesn’t like the mess)

Pet play

Exhibitionism

Cater: Overstimulation

Giving, receiving, it really doesn't matter to him - Cater simply LOVES overstimulation, in any form. Seeing his partner gradually fall apart from his touch and his words, completely overwhelming them with how much pleasure he gives them... or pain... or, pleasure so intense it becomes painful, it's all a dream to him. If you let him, he will gladly make you so sensitive from his touch it hurts, whether from very lightly raking his nails over your skin over and over and over, playing with your senses in other ways, or making you feel so good for so long that you’re begging him to stop. And he can do this all either by himself, or with help from his clones (thank you, “Split Card!”) He also ADORES being overstimulated himself. Probably even more than doing it to you! And this could be in a few different ways, too: teasing him for extended periods of time, binding his body, playing with textures and temperatures on his skin, giving him spicy food, edging, spanking, or - probably his favourite - forced orgasms. No matter the method, though, Cater likes how overstimulation makes him turn off his brain. He never cums as hard as when his mind is filled with nothing but static, the sound of your voice, and the feeling of what you’re doing to him. 

Other possible kinks: 

Bondage

Sensation play

Dumbification (think for him - he’ll love it ♥︎)

Voyeurism

Being filmed (technically a form of exhibitionism I guess? however, he keeps the recordings private)

Hair pulling

Mirror sex?

Group sex, more specifically clone sex

Orgasm control (especially forced orgasms, as noted above)

Dislikes: 

Degradation

Forced feminization

Whew! And that concludes my headcanons for the possible kinks of these 5 Heartslabyul lads. Let me know what you think, and if you have any other ideas or opinions! I'd love to hear them!!

You can read some extra ideas about these kinks here!

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