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ladadiida · 9 months

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𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

heavily injured from a battle in the xianzhou luofu, you thought it would be the first and last time you see your stellarmate—but then you wake up in his arms, with him treating your wounds despite showing signs of disinterest in your bond when you first met.

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 soulmate au, angst, unrequited love, mentions of blood and injury descriptions, possessiveness, blade's pov, him just taking care of you with a sprinkle of angst

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 stellarmate = soulmate (inspired from stellar jade so original i know) this is actually from the blade fic that i plan on writing but this can be read as a standalone! also, if you get the ts reference in this we are automatically besties. may blade wanters be blade havers

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soaking the dirty piece of cloth in the cold water, blade let the icy liquid gather in the fabric before lifting it out and wringing it dry until it became nothing but an improvised damp towel.

it wasn't even guaranteed that it was clean enough to be put on your forehead, since the cloth was only ripped off from your dirtied skirt. however, he had no choice but to use it in the end. your body went into a shock after losing too much blood in a battle between you and some mara-struck soldiers, resulting into a high fever.

with the moon positioned at its highest point in the night sky, blade guessed that it was already midnight, meaning that he hadn't caught a wink of sleep ever since he fled the xianzhou with your unconscious body in his arms and warped to a planet he first thought of. this was nothing new. he could stay up all night and his body wouldn't feel anything at all.

blade approached your resting figure in the small cave you were both currently residing in. observing your face for a moment, which was formed in a deep frown, he brushed away the stray hairs out of your face as carefully as he could, then placed the damp cloth on your forehead.

your fever wasn't going down throughout the evening, with your body covered in sweat and hastily wrapped bandages. your shoulders were bare since your most grave injury was a stab wound near your heart, caused by a sharp blade of a mara-struck soldier, and so he was forced to rip open the top part of your shirt to stop the bleeding.

beside your now wrapped wound was none other than your mark. your stellar mark. blade can only stare at it. even when he was placing a bandage over your wound, he didn't dare touch the area where the mark rested on your skin. until now, he was still in disbelief over the fact that the aeons gave him a counterpart, his other half. after all the torment and pain, he, of all people, was blessed with a stellarmate.

he went over to the bonfire in the middle of the cave, where he was boiling medicinal herbs with water using a bowl he made out of stone. years worth of travelling between planets made him gain knowledge of which food to eat or which plant is safe to intake. emerald-iii wasn't a foreign land to blade; he had visited the planet before twice, accompanied by kafka.

speaking of his companion, blade thought back to the xianzhou while waiting for you to wake up and for the medicine to finish cooking. she must be looking for him right now, maybe even asked silver wolf to track him down. your astral express friends might be searching for you too.

he closed his eyes. the image of you lying in your own pool of blood appeared in his mind. blood was also dripping down the side of your mouth, and your eyes were already starting to close when he found you. the pain and rage and fear he felt all over his body was nothing compared to his never-ending death. and he felt his mark burning too, wanting to seek revenge to the people who hurt what was his, wanting to kill them clean with his broken—

"b—lade?" your broken voice came out in a pained wheeze. you coughed shortly after, throat dry and parched. blade turned around and looked at you. your eyes were barely open, but he can see your confusion and distress. "you're...h-here?"

"fool. don't try to talk. you are currently in a weak state." he scolded, glowering at you with his crimson eyes narrowed in slits.

you shook your head repeatedly, slowly lifting your shivering arms and wrapping them around yourself. "i-it hurts, blade..." you complained as tears lined up your eyes, fingers brushing against your wounded shoulder, "...and it's c-cold."

blade gave you a blank stare. he didn't know what to say to you. it was the first time you talked to each other properly, and the first time you were alone together. but it seemed like you were in a state of delirium, seeing that you weren't scared of expressing yourself.

you whined while sniffing, "so cold...why is it so cold?"

he sighed in defeat and shrugged off his tailcoat, leaving him in only bandages wrapped around his torso. he scooted over to you and covered your body with his coat. "we are in emerald-iii, therefore, the weather is constantly changing. endure it while i finish the medicine."

"medicine?" you asked curiously, pulling his coat up to your face.

blade clicked his tongue in annoyance. "one more question and i will abandon you here."

you were silent for the next minutes as you patiently waited beside him. he removed the stone bowl from the fire, and saw that the water has turned a greyish green due to the medicinal herbs. to further melt down the remaining floating leaves, he gave the liquid a quick stir by moving it in a back and forth motion.

bringing it up to your lips, he commanded, "drink."

moving your head forward, you sipped from the bowl, but you immediately coughed it out. after recovering from the series of coughs, you let out, "it's bitter—!"

"you dare complain when i boiled these herbs for hours just so they become pure enough to consume." blade snapped impatiently, "do you wish to be well or not?"

you nodded quickly, not wanting to anger him any further. "okay. i'll drink it."

it took you a few more tries before you get to take all the medicine down your throat, your face scrunched in disgust by the time you finished drinking it.

without warning, blade scooped you up and placed your head against his shoulder. he started taking off your bloodied bandages, and once it was all removed, he examined the wound. he already cleaned and stitched it up hours ago, but it was still bleeding. it can't be helped. the supplies were sparse and the cut was too deep, and with your fever adding up, he was not sure if you'll survive the night.

sweat began lining up his forehead. gritting his teeth, he took a fresh batch of bandages and started to wrap them on you again.

why? why was he doing this? why was he trying to keep you alive? each time the bandage circled around your arm, blade's movements became more frustrated and quick and rough. he didn't even notice you gazing at him with a dazed expression until you chuckled softly.

blade scowled. "speak if you wish to say something."

"are you real?" you murmured weakly, your hushed voice cracking in between words, lacking the usual gentle tone yet it was still tinted with naivety and awe that it made him freeze. all the frustration and anger was washed away and was instead replaced with confusion to your question.

your eyelids kept drooping down, not allowing him to see the beautiful shade of your warm eyes that reminded him of the brightest stars of the xianzhou sky. it was fine; as long as he gets to hold you like this, your head against his shoulder, your bare skin against his with the moonlight shining over you, then everything was fine.

feeling his heart skid to a stop for a thousandth time that night, blade can't help but to slowly reach out, and although his bandaged hand hesitated to land on your skin, afraid it might tint your innocence with his sins, he allowed himself to caress your cheek. it did not surprise him at all when your face fit perfectly in the palm of his wounded hand, your warmth proceeding to seep through his thin and bloodied bandages. a stray tear suddenly fell down your smooth skin, and this time, he didn't hesitate to wipe it off with his thumb.

"what do you mean?" he whispered, leaning in closer to you. you didn't answer for a minute, your breathing growing heavy.

then you laughed. "i don't know," you said, "i feel like i just made you up."

more tears escaped from your eyes as you continued, "you wouldn't...boil some strange herbs for me, or wrap me up in your coat. or treat my wounds, or even talk to me. you wouldn't want to be near me. you wouldn't do that."

"i have no time for your nonsense." blade replied with the intention of sounding harsh, but it came out weak instead. you smiled at him tearily, placing your hand on top of his.

"we are going to be unbound soon." you assured him, and blade swore his stellarmark was stung the second you said those words, "and as soon as i get well, i will immediately seek the aeons and get our marks removed. then you wouldn't have to see me ever again."

he swallowed, speechless for the first time. unbeknownst to him, he was slowly pulling you closer to his chest, his fingers digging into your skin in an attempt to keep you all to himself. his breathing grew uneven as he thought of you walking away from him, forgetting him, not thinking of him, and you belonging to someone else that wasn't him. his heartbeat grew irregular at the thought of not seeing you again.

blade had the sudden urge to cover up his mark and protect it from the world. it was his. it was his and his alone, and no one was going to take it away from him. not even the aeons.

"but do you want to know a secret?" you continued quietly, your smile growing wide, "if the aeons would give me a chance to pick a stellarmate again, i would choose you."

yes. he was going to keep this mark. and he was going to keep you. ever single person who will lay their hand on your skin will meet the sharpness of his sword, and every single one who will stand in between your bond shall face his wrath.

"i would you choose you, again, and again, and again, until you want me back. until you love me back."

the second you wake up from your delirious state, he'll tell you of his new plans, and he imagined you in disbelief, surprised and hesitant and hopeless but you'll nod and you'll take his hand, and you'll run, run, run, and leave it all behind.

"oh, look at the moon," you exclaimed, pointing a finger to the crescent shaped light, and he ignored the way your breaths were growing shallow each time you talk, "look at the moon, blade. it's so pretty. the moon is so pretty."

blade pulled you closer to his chest and rested his chin on top of your head as a sinister grin started to grow on his lips, along with an unfamiliar flame beginning to ignite in his amber crimson eyes. you were his. you were his.

and not even elio can change that.

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canisvesperus · 1 year

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#I need to. APPRECIATION POST FOR MY BFF #who I love very much #and doesn’t have tumblr so I’ll gush here lol #I think the root of a lot of my problems with former friends boils down to them not having similar lived experiences as me #no idpol but tbh it does not lend them to having as much of a potential to really empathize with me and understand my individual struggles #to be quite frank it REALLY boils down to white friends with their white fragility and virtue signaling #who just cannot be bothered to do something with their privilege when the time comes for them to make a choice that impacts the rest of us #because suddenly they don’t want to rock the boat or get involved in an argument or ohhh it’s just so complicated and confusing :///#where did your punch a nazi energy go? all of your posturing and self proclaimactions of allyship were ultimately bullshit get over yourself #okay enough venting let’s get to the point: it is so refreshing beyond words to have another Indigiqueer who you can trust #and who can intimately fathom all of this frustration I have had to deal with…#I have always gotten on well with other first gen immigrants but that does not mean we have the same experiences beyond a surface level #we’re both autistic similar interests similar politics even similar experiences with wrestling historical/colonial identity #bff is even vegan and we always talk about cooking our precolonial dishes for one another since they are usually plant based :D #mutual and intense hatred of spain and france as colonial powers is cathartic too and idk just so interesting to see how it has left a mark #on both of our cultures in very similar ways despite being otherwise pretty different and an entire ocean away… sad that many things we have #in common are results of having the same colonizers… okay I said I wouldn’t VENT DAMN!!! anyway I feel understood completely #and it’s super AWESOME and we spend lots of time together every day and broo healthy communication and boundaries for once in my life!!!!#former friends could never holy shit… we can trust each other with anything and it’s so great and conversation is effortless stress free #bff feels the same way and tells me all the time it makes me so :D!!! also my bff is super smart and I’m always learning new things #I think I always missed out on the best friend experience bro let’s not even get into the first and only one prior… but THIS. yep this is it #the fact that we both already agreed on so many things and shared so many interests upon the first few conversations was unbelievable lucky #divine intervention or something because I never go out of my way to make friends and poof. new friend starts talking to me out of nowhere #I love my best friend!!! sorry if you’re a yt who truly puts in the effort but the bar has been drastically raised #I’m no longer settling for mediocre white people who look to me for validation get your ass out of here for REAL I’m SICK of y’all 💀💀💀💀💀#genuinely fuck you get out of my sight I do not have the patience any longer! btw any of my current white friends reading this ur cool dw 👍#if you weren’t cool you’d be gone long before this dissertation lol…#feeling so honored and thankful every day :) really really happy :D I hope everyone like me feeling isolated and alone right now finds #someone like this! mind blowing how I stayed sane in the past having been surrounded by unsavory characters sheesh…#ven talks

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jj-one · 1 month

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STRAY KIDS + WHEN YOU’RE BUSY AND THEY CRAVE YOUR ATTENTION !

this is smut, do not interact if under 18

pairing: skz x f!reader genre/tags: smut, fluff, nipple play, fingering, exhibitionism, voyeurism, marking, sexting, sending nudes, piv, unprotected sex (don't be silly, wrap ur willy), masturbation, oral (f receiving), dry humping, pussy slapping, multiple orgasms, spanking, there is probably more but i’m too lazy to write them all words: 4.4k

[note] if you remember seeing this before yes i’m the original author i didn’t plagiarize lol, i made a new blog and was formerly known as @milkychae but deleted a while ago. i’ll be reposting all my old deleted fics and using this as an archive !

BANG CHAN. It was finals week, aka your personal hell. You were always super nervous about tests and if you didn’t score over an 80% that may as well be a failure to you. You sighed as you opened yet another textbook to read, your dickhead professor thought it would be a good idea to pile more homework on top of the fact knowing you all needed to study. Your major was biochemical engineering so you shouldn’t have been too shocked by all this intense workload. As you were sitting on the bed you heard a noise come from the door, looking to the left of you to see Chan coming inside. You don’t really put much thought into it though since you see him literally everyday and you were just really focused on studying right now. That’s when Chan starts to come up behind you, rubbing your shoulders and planting a kiss to your cheek.

“Hiii y/n, I’m back!” He says cheerfully, “I couldn’t wait to see you baby,” he proceeds to try and pry the textbook out of your hands so you can give him your full, undivided attention but you pull it back.

“Sorry babe but I really, really need to study right now.” You tell him with an exhausted look on your face. You’ve been studying for only 2 and a half hours but it feels like the entire day.

Chan looks at you and puts his arm around you, “You look so tired sweetie, why don’t you let me give you a massage?” He asks, already starting by wrapping his hands back on your shoulders.

You loved this man dearly, he just came back home from an 8 hour shift at work but is still offering to give you massages and help you out when you’re stressed. You want to tell him no and that you seriously need to focus back on studying but the intrusive thoughts were slowly winning. Ultimately you gave in to Chan’s desires and he gave you a gentle massage. The massage started off pure at first with no intention of going any further but then his hands slipped a little too far and came in contact with your nipple. He noticed you weren’t wearing a bra underneath so he slips his hand through the opening of your t-shirt, light moans were now leaving your mouth from his touch.

“I’ve been thinking about fucking you all day babe,” Chan softly whispers while pinching your nipples, bringing his other hand down to your thigh and gently caressing it. Chan has always been good at being a distraction for you and his cock is definitely what you need instead of reading about the Principles and Techniques of Molecular Physics.

LEE KNOW. Saturday nights were the best, you had no work and got to do whatever you wanted for the whole day. You weren’t much of an outgoing kind of person so you chose to stay in and have your boyfriend Minho come over and be lazy with you. You were wrapped up in your cozy sherpa blanket watching your favorite kdrama season finale, you and Minho both loved kdramas but you got way too into them. Your eyes have been glued to the show since Minho got there and you only spoke about three sentences to him. He’s sitting on the couch next to you and he’s not as remotely interested in the show as you are, he keeps looking around the room and sneaking glances at you from time to time.

He can’t stop noticing how cute you look today, you were wearing very light makeup and had messy hair. He thought you looked so adorable in your current state, just in awe of your natural beauty. He wraps his arm tightly around you and tries to give you a kiss, but you quickly pull away from him so you can focus back on the TV, not trying to miss anything. Minho gets visibly upset by this, he wants to give you his affection yet you’re currently denying it. He tries one more time to kiss you but you continue to keep pulling away to watch the show. That’s when he decides he’s had enough and grabs the remote to turn off the TV, causing you to get frustrated with him.

“What the hell Minho?!” You say in confusion, you were getting so close to knowing who the girl’s father finally was.

He doesn’t say anything, instead he just starts roughly kissing you, pushing you down on the couch and hovering over your body. He pulls away leaving you breathless, then proceeds to nibble on your earlobe, dragging his tongue further down to lightly suck on your neck, touching a certain spot that makes you inhale sharply. He brings one of his hands to your stomach, rubbing it gently. Beginning to toy with the hem of your sweatpants and wants nothing more than for them to be off.

He was almost going to give in to that idea but a new one came to mind, an even more sinister thought. He grins as he continues rubbing down your thigh, you want him to wipe that smirk off his face so badly because you have no idea what he’s up to. Wondering what he could possibly be thinking about right now. Minho brings his fingers to your clothed heat, sliding them inside the sweatpants and starts rubbing your clit through your panties. You moan for him as you close your eyes, feeling the friction. You buck your hips in the air so you can feel more of him, but Minho grips your hips and holds them firmly in place.

“No, stop. No moving ‘til I say so,” Minho says sternly, giving your clothed pussy a little slap as he looks at you. “Since you’re so willing to ignore me, I get to tell you what to do from now on.”

CHANGBIN. You’ve been cleaning the entire house preparing for your parents to come over for dinner. You wanted to make sure that everything was perfectly spotless and the amount of cleaning you did today could account for your whole lifetime. You were cleaning the stove and just as you were about to grab another clean sponge you see Changbin with a whole box full of donuts from Krispy Kreme.

“How’s it goin’ babe?” Changbin asks while setting the donuts onto the table, he sees you wearing an apron and giant yellow gloves, “looks like you’ve been doing some serious, hard labor!”

“I’ve been cleaning for 5 hours now..” You say with an exhausted look on your face, “I haven’t even finished cleaning the stove yet.”

“Who cares about the stove y/n,” Changbin says, chuckling at your frustration about needing everything to be neat and tidy.

“I’m serious Binnie, I need to clean everything and make sure it’s all perfect!” You tell him while pouting.

“Why don’t you take a break babe.” He suggests out of concern, grabbing your hands to take your gloves off and sets them aside. He slowly brings your body up against the wall behind you, kissing you passionately. He must have been wanting you all day by the way he was hungrily kissing you, the man was sucking on your face for dear life, exploring the depths of your mouth as both your tongues were intertwined. He takes off your apron and grips his hands around your waist while your leg wraps around him, he held you so securely.

As things got more heated, and all your clothes were off, he aligned himself inside you. Your hands were snaked around his neck as you desperately move your hips to feel his cock, feeling every bit of his thrusts in you. Letting out a high-pitched moan as you grab a fistful of his hair and scream his name. Your legs grew weak with each and every stroke Changbin gives you, feeling like you’re going to faint. He continues pounding into you like no tomorrow and you hold tightly onto his shoulders for support. His skin was sticky and sweaty from all the work he’s putting into fucking you, his face looked super focused as he was hitting all the right spots. He was fucking all your stress away at this point and you were feeling so good. You feel yourself coming to your peak as he thrusts into your dripping heat, you’re seeing stars at this point. The harder his strokes were getting, the faster you were to reaching your climax.

“Mmm…gonna cum!” You cry out in pleasure, slowly losing your grip on him as you slip from his grasp. Changbin swiftly picks you up and pins you harder into the wall, making sure you don’t go anywhere by fully pinning his body up against yours. You feel so connected to each other in this very moment as you’re both about to cum, both letting out a string of moans in unison. You both reach your highs together, dizzy as your orgasm washes over you, feeling his cum leaking out of your cunt and dripping down to your leg. You just spent the whole day cleaning and now you have to get cleaned up before your parents come in approximately 30 minutes.

HYUNJIN. It was a long day at work, you were about 6 hours in and you already wanted to end it all. You work at a clothing store and on this particular day for some reason everyone and their mom wanted to come shopping. You’ve been working the register nonstop and you had yet to take a break, you were so busy that you forgot to even take one. You asked one of your coworkers if they could cover for you while you go on lunch and they said yes. You were so excited to finally be able to get to sit down and eat. As you sat in the break room you checked your phone for any missed messages, you see that you have a bunch of missed texts from the new guy you’re seeing. Hyunjin’s name is plastered on your phone and you check the messages straight away, eyes growing wide at what was shown before you. Hyunjin sent you a string of messages:

‘Hey y/n, what’s up?’ [1:15 pm]

‘Imyyy’ [1:25 pm]

‘Wyd? Are you at work?’ [1:42 pm]

‘Yea you’re prob at work :P’ [2:26 pm]

‘I’m a little horny lol’ [2:41 pm]

‘I want youuuu’ [3:02 pm]

He then proceeds to send you a couple shirtless pics of him in bed and a short video of him stroking his erect cock through his boxers. You quickly look around to see if anyone would be able to notice and you don’t see anyone else in the break room besides you. That’s when you open the video fully to see the rest, quickly get turned on as your wetness is only growing. You ran to the bathroom so you can send a photo back, snapping a quick pic of your boobs under your shirt and telling him how wet that video made you at work. You love that he now comes to you for when he feels needy, you like that he craves your attention while you’re gone. He sends you another message saying how much badly he wants to fuck you and he can’t to pick you up from work. You smile at that and tell him you only have 2 more hours to go.

You realize it’s time to get back to work and now all you can think about is that damn video Hyunjin sent you. The way he was stroking his cock all nice and slow made you want to be there to give him even more pleasure. You were walking around all day with wet and sticky panties since you came a little bit from fingering yourself in the bathroom to the video. You couldn’t wait to bounce on Hyunjin’s cock all night after you get off work.

HAN. This was now the fifth dress you tried on and you still haven’t figured out a style you liked yet. You were getting frustrated but you weren’t going to let your pickiness get you down from shopping. You were at the mall with your boyfriend Han and as much as he hated shopping he liked to see you try on the pretty dresses for him so it was a win-win. You go to a different store now and you check out those dresses, making a beeline for the pink ones since that was your favorite color. You check out all the various designs and ask Han which ones he liked best, he didn’t really give much input and just picked the shortest one for you.

You gave him a playful side eye and put the dresses you didn’t like back, heading over to the dressing room so you can try everything on. As you were trying on the dresses, Han was sitting on a bench outside the door, texting all his homies. He soon started to notice how long it’s taking you in there and although you were busy trying on dresses he was getting tired of sitting here and waiting for what seemed like an eternity. He sighs as he figures out what to do, but he ends up deciding to knock on your dressing room door. You don’t reply but he can hear stuff rustling from the inside so he knocks again and tells you it’s just him.

“Uh… I think I need help,” you tell him reluctantly, he’s not sure what you need help with but he comes in anyway. He sees you standing in the dressing room with your hands in the air and the dress halfway up your body, he starts to laugh at how you were stuck in it.

“This isn’t a laughing matter, please help get this damn thing off of me!” You whine, and he begins to unzip the dress from the back, releasing you from its tight grip. You feel like you can finally breathe once again and slip the dress off of you, now completely naked in front of Han. You were only wearing your skimpy g-string and you had your nipples pierced which Han loved about you. He looks you up and down, licking his lips as if he was about to destroy you. The only thought in his head right now was to kiss you, so he grabs your face and crashes his lips into yours, moving some of your hair out the way. You kiss him back but harder and even more passionately, letting him fondle your boobs and play with your piercing. As he toys with your nipples he looks at you with pure lust, his eyes were all hazy and he looked nothing but in love with you. He started kissing your chin and licked the side of your neck, making you get all wet and worked up for him.

“We shouldn’t be doing this right here baby,” you tell Han as he continues roaming all over your body.

“Doesn’t that make you wanna do it even more though?” He says mischievously, sucking on your neck and giving you small hickies. You knew the chances of getting caught were very high but at this moment, you didn’t really seem to care. All you wanted right now was Han and that’s all that was on your mind. His hands slid down between your legs, spreading your pussy lips with his fingers and coating them with your essence. Your wetness was leaking down to your thighs and it took everything in you not to scream from Han’s touch. He inserts two fingers in your tight little hole and goes in and out slowly, you press your lips together trying not to make a sound, so he covers your mouth.

“Shhh… quiet babe,” He whispers into your ear.

FELIX. It’s not secret to Felix that you were a workaholic, you often immersed yourself in your work a little too much. He knows you are an independent woman that enjoys the freedom of working but at the same time he really wishes you’d give that same energy towards him sometimes. You traveled a lot for work and although you two live together, it still puts a strain on your relationship being apart for long periods of times. Felix loves to be around his lover and the fact you are always so busy with work makes him want to shower you with even more love and affection when he sees you. You were gone on another usual business trip but this time it was for a week, that was the longest you’ve gone for work and it was driving him insane. Everyday he thought of you and he would text you little things that he saw randomly throughout the day that reminded him of you. You always appreciated how much Felix adored you and your work ethic, he loved you for you.

The day you came back home from work Felix came to you with open arms, he was more than excited to see you again and all he wanted for the past week was the attention of his beautiful lover.

“I’ve missed you so so much baby,” Felix says whilst giving you the biggest hug, his body was so warm and you melted right into him. You gave him a kiss and he moves you both over to the couch, pulling away from kissing you for a second with a weird grin plastered on his face.

“What’s with that look?” You ask, wondering what he’s thinking in that head of his.

“I got you a little something, I’ll be right back,” he quickly runs to your shared room and comes back with a black box in his hand.

“What’s this?” You ask curiously, holding the box up to examine what it could be.

“Just open it, you’ll be surprised.”

You do as you’re told and open the box, you see a purple velvet bag and you open to see what’s inside. It was a vibrator, it had multiple settings and looked very high quality and expensive. You instantly blushed as you held the item in your hand, looking up at Felix so he can explain what’s going on.

“I wanted to get something to relieve your stress..” he continues “because you’re always so busy and stuff, y’know.”

You smile at the naughty gift your boyfriend gave you, giving him another kiss and thanking him.

“Want to use it on me now?” You ask, knowing that he’ll say yes to you in a heartbeat. Felix’s eyes light up like a kid in a candy store and he agrees without hesitation. He sits next to you on the couch with the toy in his hand and you’re now making out. As one thing leads to another, you end up naked lying on your back with your legs spread wide out for him. He has the toy on one of the highest settings and you’ve squirted about three times for him already.

“Come on baby, you can give me another. Just one more,” Felix says demandingly, having too much fun with this toy.

You spring your head back as you feel the toy in your soaking wet entrance, you don’t know how much more of this you can take. Your legs were violently shaking and the couch was soaked with your juices, you felt like you didn’t have anything left in you. Felix keeps fucking the toy in and out of you making you scream out for him, he palms himself through his pants as he does it.

“I never want you to be away from me again y/n,” Felix’s deep voice rasps as he pumps the toy into you deeper, “I mean it this time.”

SEUNGMIN. You were laughing hysterically as you were scrolling through TikTok, you’ve been glued to your phone for hours at this point. You showed Seungmin, who was sitting next to you on his bed yet another TikTok that he probably wouldn’t think is funny. You put the screen up to his face to show him the video and he looks but doesn’t really seem that interested. You tell him how funny you think the video is and he just shrugs his shoulders.

“You know, I’d rather have you shoved in my face rather than a phone.” Seungmin says to you.

‘Ok boomer’ you think to yourself, not wanting to actually say it incase he gets offended. You decide to just ignore his comment and go back to watching hilarious TikToks. Seungmin starts to get bored and he when he gets bored he becomes bratty. You hear him whine a little bit, looking up from your phone to see him pouting and all you want to do is give him a kiss.

“C’mere,” You command for him to come closer, he quickly does so looking like a lost puppy. He plants a chaste kiss to your lips, then begins to leave a trail of kisses down your neck. He slips a hand under your tank top and lightly squeezes your boob. You sigh as you feel him innocently brush past your nipples, then he trails some more kisses down your stomach. Once he makes his way down to your lower body, he quickly takes off your pants with ease. Teasing your clothed pussy a little bit, watching as a wet spot starts to appear from the outside, he circles your clit and starts to sniff you.

“You smell good baby,” Seungmin compliments, finally taking off your panties and tossing them somewhere on the bed. He kisses the inside of your thighs and feels the warmth of your skin on his lips. He loves every inch of you and he wants to take his time with you. Flicking his tongue on your clit and you hiss at the feeling, you want him to fuck you with his tongue. He licks a nice long stripe across your wet folds, staring up at you while doing so, your phone still in your hand the whole time. Seungmin brought his head up more to face you, “keep looking at your phone while I eat you out babe, pretend like I’m not even here.”

You comply with his instructions, continuing to watch TikToks like normal and Seungmin goes back to devouring your pussy like the good boy he is.

JEONGIN. It was a very nerve wrecking day for you, you were meeting Jeongin’s parents for the first time today. You put on your most expensive Dior perfume and prettiest heels to meet his mom since Jeongin told you she was very into fashion and can tell when girl’s wear cheap perfume. You wanted to impress this woman as much as possible since this was definitely going to be the man you wanted to marry someday. Jeongin reassures you the whole day that she was going to love you regardless,

“Even if you wore perfume from the Dollar Tree she’d still like you!” He tries to give reassurance. You don’t believe that’s true but when you get to his mom’s house you meet her and the rest of his family. His dad was super nice and everyone was very welcoming towards you. You were actually shocked by how chill and laid back everyone was, you felt bad for assuming that they would be mean to you. Jeongin’s mom was the last person you met, when you met her she came off as a little timid but then she started to warming up to you once you started having a lot of things in common.

She was really sweet and super funny, you now know why Jeongin is such a charming guy. You see Jeongin come up to you so he can pull you away from his mom for a bit but his mom brushes him off to tell him she wasn’t finished talking. He walks away with a defeated look on his face and you continue talking with his mom. When the food is ready everyone gathers at the table to eat and you sit beside Jeongin, his mom was across from you both. You were busy for most of the day talking with his family and getting to know everyone. He wanted to be with you but he couldn’t even get the chance, feeling left out in the conversation. You feel your phone vibrate from the table and you pick it up to see who it is, seeing that it’s from Jeongin but you’re confused because he’s sitting right next to you. You turn towards him to ask him why he just texted you but he puts his finger to his mouth to tell you it’s a secret. You place your phone under the table to look at the message,

‘Come meet me in the bathroom upstairs by the laundry room ;)’

You instantly blush from reading that text and try to hide your flustered expression. You look at him and nod your head to signal that you understand. Jeongin shoots his head up and tells his parents who were across the table from him that he needs to be excused to go to the bathroom. You shoot yourself in the foot thinking about what excuse you can come up with so you both don’t look sketchy.

“Sorry please excuse me I have to take this important call for my job,” you quickly say to his parents as you head over to where you’re supposed to go.

You meet Jeongin in the bathroom where he told you to and you went straight to heavily making out. He grabs your ass and spanks it lightly, “How long you think we can be in here before they start to notice?” You ask, his lips now glued to your neck.

“I dunno, I honestly don’t really give a fuck.” He says bluntly, turning you around to face the sink and the mirror, pressing his bulge against your ass. He starts grinding his dick against you slowly, kissing your neck and running his fingers down your body. He lifts up your dress and drags his cock to rub against your clothed cunt, you lowly moan his name and he smiles. He’s about to fuck you so hard against this sink all the while his parents not having a clue where you two went.

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yawnderu · 5 months

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Ghost fucking his wife a few months after she gave birth- shes all insecure and shit but he’s obsessed with her post pregnancy body- her hips are filled out, her boobs are bigger and her tummy is softer HAHAHAGAJAHAJJS I NEED

YES!! as if this man wasn't in love with your body before, the body that carried his baby makes him even MORE obsessed efjbjhbfe

Ghost is absolutely enamored with your body after you gave birth to his baby. Fuller hips, thicker ass, bigger tits and a tummy he likes to hold, what's there not to love? He's seen the way you look in the mirror, sometimes hesitant about being naked in front of him even when you're both just showering, so he takes makes it his personal goal to let you know just how much he loves your body.

Gentle kisses are planted along the back of your neck as he looks at your bare body in the mirror, one of his hands running along your torso while the other one keeps your head still, fingers gently holding your jaw and making you look at your own naked body.

''So fuckin' perfect, love.'' He plants another kiss on the back of your neck as his hand gently runs over your stomach, feeling and admiring the stretch marks and the new fat adorning it.

''Carried my baby for so long...'' There's a small smile on his lips as he thinks about it, how fucking perfect you looked like carrying his baby, and how perfect you look like now.

''Say it. Say you're perfect.'' There's tears dotting your eyelashes as you close your eyes, insecurity slowly leaving as you try your best to believe him, looking at the raw adoration in his eyes. As if that wasn't enough, you can feel his hard cock pressing against you as he looks at you, applying soft pressure on your cheeks so you say what he wants you to.

''I'm perfect.'' You repeat and he smiles, nodding his head as his hand goes up to cup one of your tits, squeezing softly.

''That's right.'' He's gentle as he speaks, pressing his clothed cock harder against your ass just to let you feel how much he truly loves your body.

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hoshieeyewrinkles · 3 months

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• Nct dream as bad boys falling in love with you. •

♡ Notes. Alt. When you are the good girl who fell in love with them.

♡ Cheesy as hell.

♡ stereotypical bad boy and good girl.

♡ Fluff. Fluff. Fluff.

♡ Reader is innocent and sometimes a dumbass

♡ Not requested [ requests are open tho. Pls go through my pinned post before requesting]

Mark

~ randomass bad boy

~ spots you during recess in the hallways.

~ could not stop thinking about you after that, your cute keychain hanging off your bag, the little giggles you let out with your looser friends as he calls them. All had him going crazy

~ waits in the same hallway everyday even though he doesn't have any classes there, only to glance at you.

~ grins like an idiot after you shyly smiled at him once.

~ "you are such a creep, mark." "shut up haechan"

~ he finally asked you out one day after some great encouragement from his friends ( haechan threatening him to ask you out or else he will) . Was nervous that you might get scared because of his eyebrow piercings and bad reputation.

~ was surprised that you accepted, looking at him with doe eyes and a cute grin. He fell harder before he could even process your reply.

~ his life improves because of you. Your pouts and little scoldings you give him for not wearing a helmet or coming late. It all made him change as he avoided everything bad to make you happy.

~ "I'm sorry angel, I didn't mean to come late. Don't be mad please" Screaming.

Renjun

~ certified tsundere

~ found you so annoying at first. Why did you have to finish all the work at time and be such a good girl?

~ and why the fuck did you have you have to walk around with your gaze down? Can't you look forward for fuck's sake?

~ everything you did kinda annoyed him at first and yet he couldn't understand why he made sure no one bullied you or laughed at you.

~ glares at anyone who looks at you for long time.

~ "she is so fucking annoying, walking around cutely with that stupid banana milk like tf" "renjun you are in love with her"

~ realises he has a crush on you. Panics. Gets more annoyed.

~ walks you home one day making you confused. Carries your books. Sits beside you in every class you guys share. Lends you his leather jacket when you are cold. Brings you banana milk everyday.

~ you're confused but you can't help but feel all giddy in your stomach when he acts like that. You give him a cupcake one day.

~ he stared at it the entire class. He is not gonna eat it. He'll preserve it forever.

~ you pecked his cheek one day to calm him down as he ruthlessly punched a boy after he made fun of you

~ pulls you into a kiss in front of everyone.

~ chuckles so sweetly when you blush. You take his bruised hands in yours worriedly all while he stares at you as if you are his entire world. (Which you are)

~ "No one's ever gonna hurt you, princess. I love you so fucking much."

Jeno

~ Bad boy next door

~ you are his neighbour. All he does is blast loud music with his friends creating ruckus in his backyard. His parents are always out of town.

~ you are the new girl who moved next door with your strict parents.

~ he watches you watering your plants everyday. Notices the little glances you threw at his way and how you stammer to reply when he waves hi at you with a lazy smirk on his face. "Whatcha looking at sweetheart?"

~ he finds so you so fucking adorable.

~ throws away his cigarettes whenever you catch him smoking, you don't mind but he doesn't want to scare you. So he tries to change his appearance, hides his tattoos and piercings.

~ frankly, he doesn't understand why tf he cares so much about what you think but he can't stop thinking about you. Especially after you gazed at him with the softest eyes when he came home bruised. Asking him to come inside your home so you can bandage him.

~ he knew you had very present and strict parents (something which he can't relate to) yet you still took the risk to call him in.

~ he straight up confesses to you one fine day when you were aiding his bruises (a little routine between you guys when your parents aren't home)

~ he climbs through your bedroom window even if your parents are present. He doesn't give two fucks. All he wants to do is see his angel. "I haven't seen you since yesterday princess, let me have a look please"

~ you accept his confession without hesitance and reassures him that you don't care about his appearance and he doesn't need to change himself.

~ he falls in love with you harder than ever, god forbid if jeno even sees a scratch on you. You're his little treasure, his everything. He will fight against the world for you, will jump in the fire for you.

~ "come on baby, don't scold your nono pls" a true Samoyed.

Haechan

~ resident's bad boy.

~ has the most gaze ever, looks like he is the scariest person alive but is actually a little tease.

~ don't think he doesn't throw punches tho, beats the shit out of people just for leaning on his bike.

~ spots you in the midnight carrying a tub of ice cream in your hand, walking out of the supermarket. Yeah he thought you were a dumbass to walk alone at midnight.

~ tries to ignore you but fails when he spots creepy looking guys following you. They start to corner you and haechan sighs before stepping in.

~ takes out his pocket knife and the guys starts sprinting away. Haechan turns back expecting you to look at him with fear but was surprised to find you staring at him with jaw open and flushed cheeks. "what the fuck are you? A damsel in distress?"

~ he kinda roasted you but you didn't care, shyly thanking him. He scoffs before asking you to hop on his motorcycle.

~ drops you home and asks your name. He chants your name in his mind after that.

~ you were pleasantly surprised to find him near the same supermarket the next day, turns out he has his little garage there. "What's up princess? wanted to see me again, yeah?"

~ after that he looks forward to your little meet ups. He lifts you up and puts you on his motorcycle seat while he fixes the engine. Mentally gushing at how cute you look with your little brain trying to understand what he is doing. "Yes this definitely looks like a donut princess"

~ lets you ramble about the books you read and even tries reading them so he can talk about more stuff with you.

~ confesses to you on a random thursday under scorching heat near his garage. Kisses you so passionately when you smile at him, not needing to hear any other words.

~ "Princess, you got some grease on your nose." Literally will do anything for you.

Jaemin

~ weirdass bad boy

~ sells weed and anyone can tell that he is a high mf all the time.

~ you were dared by your friends to buy weed. (They tricked you to buy it for them)

~ you nervously went near Jaemin who sells weed in the basement of some sus building.

~ he looked so scary at first glance but gave you the sweetest smile once he looked at you.

~ he knew you were too innocent and nice to buy this shit so he tried to talk you out. Finds you so adorable as you stammer to reply. Eventually you didn't buy because he convinced you. "Good girls don't do such things, sweetheart."

~ Jaemin later wondered why he didn't let you buy it when he could have gotten some good cash but something inside him just melted when he saw your big orbs.

~ after a few days you were pressurized again by your fakeass friends to go inside his basement while they waited outside. Jaemin was surprised to see you again but the disappointment on his face was real when you asked him for weed again.

~ he goes out of the basement and gives the deadliest glare at your friends who then proceeds to run away.

~ "what did I tell you last time princess?"

~ you became friends with him after that and he protects you all the time. Picks you up and drops you home. Makes sure no mf comes near you.

~ eventually he stopped doing all the shady shit, though he didn't change his shady appearance because duh he is a bad boy. He did it all for you cause you deserve a good person and even though he is not one, he will try his best to be one for you.

~ takes you to ice cream dates every weekend and one day you confess to him. He went quiet for a few moments before looking at you deep in the eyes and gave you the same sweet smile again.

~ is the most clingy and softest boyfriend ever. So protective and treats you as if you were made of glass.

~ "No doll, don't lift such heavy things. You will get hurt, go sit there and let me do it."

Chenle

~ didn't even know people considered him bad news. He thought everyone loved him.

~ he is a brat, does what he wants and gets what he wants. Frankly just enjoying his life in the most rebellious way as possible.

~ he does illegal car races and that's how he finds you there among all the rich brats, though you weren't one. You were just here to accompany your friends.

~ realises he never saw you here before. Comes over and tries to flirt with you but was surprised to see you acting all shy and nervous.

~ knows you weren't meant to be here "You shouldn't be here in places like this unless your family is influential enough. Let me drop you home cutie"

~ drops you home in his sports car and asks for your number.

~ at first he just wanted to flirt around with you but days went by and he couldn't stop thinking about your little nerd talks.

~ you were such a breath of fresh air in his life. He didn't even want to take you to his car races because it's full of shady people and you are his sweet angel who shouldn't be in the eyes of such people.

~ but after you gave him your puppy eyes, he just couldn't refuse "Alright princess, don't talk to anyone and just stay here with jisung."

~ comes to you after every race he wins and you confess to him.

~ "what do you mean? I thought you were already mine?" Asksksk he genuinely thought you guys were

~ kisses you passionately after every race he wins.

~ he never thought he would want to settle down in life but he can't stop thinking about you as his bride, you are his future and his final dream.

~ "Do you even realise how precious you are to me?"

Jisung

~ the most quietest and minds his own business type of guy.

~ you were the one who developed a crush on him first after seeing him in the hallways with his leather jacket on and a small smirk on his face while talking to his friends.

~ all he does is hang out with his little friend group and beats people who annoy him. he was very mysterious tho.

~ you pass by the same hallway everyday to see him. You were sure he didn't even know you existed but you were so wrong.

~ he noticed your shy glances and cute nature everyday. He just ignores you because he feels he is bad news for you.

~ yet he feels himself smiling at random times thinking about your pretty smile. "Fuck she is so cute"

~ realises he should stop and one day gives you the iciest glare making you think he finds you annoying.

~ so you stop passing by the same hallway and don't look at him anymore.

~ he feels shit because he didn't mean to scare you. Asks for advice from his hyungs. They hollered and cheered because he finally developed a crush on someone. "Our jisung finally grew up awwww" "hyung please shut the fuck up"

~ he doesn't have a crush tho. He is straightass in love with you.

~ one day comes to you with a bouquet of roses and confesses in the most nervous tone ever.

~ your both faces were in the same colour as the roses. So cute omg

~ after that day you were known to be jisung's girl and everyone knew better than to mess with you.

~ you guys are the most cheesy and disgustingly cute couple. Often the target of his hyungs teasings. "I love you angel." "I could have lived my entire life without hearing those nicknames." "Haechan hyung please."

~ you tutor him sitting on his lap everyday while he nuzzles his face in your neck. "Stop kissing me ji"

~ "I'm sorry love, you are just so fucking adorable"

[That's it I have fed your guys delusions enough for today]

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moonstruckme · 4 months

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hi lovely!! if you're comfortable writing something like this, could I maybe request poly!marauders where reader who is normally very independent but gets submissive at times, but not in a sexual way? like she just gets overwhelmed and wants the boys to be in charge for a while, but maybe the relationship is still new and she feels too needy and can't bring herself to tell them and eventually they realize?

again, no worries if you're not comfortable writing this, just thought I'd ask <3

Thank you for requesting gorgeous !

poly!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 1k words

“This is deeply, atrociously unjust,” Sirius says as James sits down in front of you, him on the floor and you on the couch. He’s wet and fresh-smelling from the shower. “You never let me do your hair.”

“Because you always act like you’re trying to tear it out as some sort of twisted revenge plot,” says James, passing you a brush and the curl cream you and Sirius had found for him. Normally, you adore this routine, the chance to run your fingers through James’ hair and the way his eyes close blissfully while you do it. You love to pamper him. But tonight you’re not really in the mood. You do it because he expects you to, coating his curls in product with your usual tenderness but wishing you were on the receiving end of it instead. “She’s got the touch of an angel.”

Sirius crosses his arms. He’s leaned against the side of the couch, leering over you like a vulture. Remus is reading in the armchair, and though he’s pretending to ignore all of you, the corner of his mouth tilts up.

“Beauty is pain,” Sirius grouses.

“We should start a hair train,” James decides. “She’ll do mine, you can do hers, Remus will do yours, and I’ll do his.”

Sirius seems to be considering this. You lean down towards James’ ear. “You’re throwing me to the wolves,” you stage-whisper.

“It’s you or me, sweetheart.”

Actually, the idea of Sirius playing with your hair—even at the risk of losing a good amount of it—doesn’t sound so awful.

“I can get in the shower right now,” you offer, only half joking.

Sirius lets a grin slip loose, sitting next to you to plant a smacker on your cheek. “Thank you, darling, but that’s alright. You shouldn’t have to atone for his mistakes.”

You return his smile, doing your best to bury your disappointment.

“I didn’t consent to the hair train either,” Remus says without looking up from his book. “There’s a reason James doesn’t do his own hair.”

“Oi,” James objects. “I’ve got admirers fighting over the opportunity to do my hair, why would I do it myself?”

Remus marks his page, flipping the book closed. “What are we having for dinner?” he asks.

“I don’t know, but I’m famished.” James doesn’t miss a beat, latching onto the new topic eagerly. “We could order takeaway?”

“Or just cut out the middleman and go out,” Sirius says. “Unless someone feels like cooking? Which I don’t.”

“We know,” Remus teases. “I don’t either, not tonight.”

“I could if I needed to,” James says, “but I’m alright with whatever gets food in me the fastest.”

They all look to you. “I don’t much feel like cooking,” you add your piece. Your voice comes out quieter than you’d intended.

“Alright,” Remus says. “Then let’s not cook tonight. What do you want to do, love? Go out or stay in?”

You comb the brush slowly through James’ hair, twisting to define his curls. “I don’t know,” you say.

Sirius turns to you, frowning. “Come on, baby.” He bumps your shoulder lightly with his. “What do you feel like having?”

“I don’t know.” You try not to sigh. “Um, can you pick?”

You don’t look up from the top of James’ head, but you can feel them exchanging looks. They’ve all been a little extra gentle with you lately. They know you’re dealing with a lot. Anytime you try to tally it all up and make sense of it in your head, you start feeling like you could cry. Your exhaustion has sunk so deeply within you that it’s seeped into your bloodstream. You think by now there’s got to be traces of it in the marrow of your bones.

“Hey,” Sirius says softly. “Look at me.”

You do, pausing with the brush held aloft over James’ head. He’s got his eyebrows drawn together like he’s trying to figure you out. “I’m sorry,” you say. It’s not your boyfriends’ faults that you’re feeling overwhelmed; you don’t mean to drag them down with you.

“What for, sweetness?” He sets a hand on your thigh, rings biting into your skin as he gives the flesh a loving squeeze. “Just tell us what you need.”

You try to give him a smile. You really do love him. “I want…I don’t know, I guess I’m just tired. I want to not think for a little while.”

Sirius’ eyebrows come up a bit in the middle, and James turns around from below you.

“Aw, sweetheart.” His tone is as gooey and sweet as raw honey. “Do you just want us to take care of you, angel?” He sets his hands on your knees, pushing himself up to kiss your chin. “You should’ve said something.”

“We can stay in,” Remus suggests whilst James worms his way underneath you, getting you in his lap. “Order takeaway from that Thai place you like.”

“That sounds nice,” you say meekly, face growing warm. James presses rapid-fire kisses to your cheek. One-two-three.

“You wanna have a shower, baby?” Sirius asks you. He looks heart-wrenchingly concerned. It’s not like you to want to give away control like this. “I could do your hair when you get out.”

“Don’t do it,” James cautions you. “He steals our hair to make tiny dolls of us, I’m sure of it.”

Sirius sends him a withering look. “I’ll be gentle.”

“I’d like that,” you tell Sirius, and he softens.

“Yeah?” He brushes a piece of hair away from your face and presses his hand to your cheek. Squishy fond. “Okay, baby, we’ll pamper you to hell and back.”

“I’m going to find the menu for takeaway,” Remus says, prying himself up from his chair.

“James,” Sirius says, not particularly kindly, “you will have to let her go for her to shower.”

“Never. Not on my life. Not at gunpoint.” You shrink as James makes his face at home in the juncture of your neck and shoulder, nose nudging at a ticklish spot. “She’s my darling sweetheart angel.”

“She’s our darling sweetheart angel,” Remus corrects him from the kitchen. You think your face could melt titanium.

“James, please,” you complain. “I’m never telling you all anything again.” “Careful.” Sirius raises an eyebrow at you, mock stern. “That sounded dangerously close to a thought, and those won’t be allowed until at least tomorrow morning.”

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kitoshii · 4 months

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Omg i just love your first fan fic definitely needs a part 2 maybe where bunny reader finds out that they actually got pregnant with mr.wolf and reader is just so confused but he decides to tell mr.wolf the news and mr.wolf is just watching t.v when bunny reader comes in and wolf is just so horny that he drags bunny reader to their room and do the cha-cha but this is just an idea write you're fan fiction how you want to write it

hellooo nonnie ! so your request did help me decide on a part two, but i changed some things ‘nd cut the pregnancy part, i really hope you don’ mind ! | pt 1 here

whos ? subbot ! bunny hybrid ! male ! reader x domtop ! wolf hybrid ! male ! character

lovin ? heavy orgasm denial , predator / prey themes , hair pulling , breeding , size kink , marking , overstim , full nelson , feminization , readers dick referred to as a clit

stretching your arms over your head as you lean back in your plush gaming chair, a soft pop echoes from your wrist. the sound makes you shake your ears, before standing up and closing your laptop carefully.

tugging your shorts down your legs, the soft click and thump of the front door had your ears twitching in attention, a little smile gracing your face as you assumed it was your mother coming home.

you opened your door, quickly flitting down the stairs with your moms name at the top of your tongue, before skidding to a stop, your socks slipping on the slick wooden floor, falling on your butt at the last stair. a loud squeak escaped your mouth, and your hands flung out, attempting to grasp onto the tight shirt of the tall wolf in front of you.

your hands retracted as quick as they had come, delicate fingers clasped against your chest. there was a moment of silence before your wide eyes nervously looked up, only to find him already staring down his nose at you with narrowed eyes. to your fear ridden mind, it seemed like they were glowing with a predatory urge and your breath hitched, suddenly reminded that you were in fact a prey animal.

a smirk spread across his lips, his eyes narrowing further for just a second before turning to his father, who peered around him curiously.

“he slipped.” he muttered, watching as the older wolf nodded, a concerned look on his face before walking to join your mother in the kitchen.

your eyes were still locked onto his frame, and when his met yours again you flinched, realizing you were still on the ground. shaky legs planted themselves on the ground, your arms attempting to push yourself up before a large hand was tucked under your arm, pulling you to your feet. you stumbled forward into his chest, face planted there until his other hand carded through your hair, tugging your head back to look up at him.

“you’re clumsy, cottontail.”

you almost whimpered at his actions, closing your thighs together without thinking, trembling hands coming up and grabbing onto his shirt. your eye contact only faltered for just a second when he glanced down, a cocky - and slightly predatory - smirk one again gracing his face. he tugged on your hair harder, leaning down so his lips were next to your ear.

“run, little bunny.” he whispered, his words accentuated by a deep, quiet growling that seemed to come from the back of his throat. his grip on you faltered and you were still for a moment, before you stepped back, foot slipping on the steps, and suddenly you were scrambling up the stairs, reaching your room ‘nd slamming the door behind you.

“what was that?” your mother called, peeking out from behind the wall to the kitchen, making eye contact with the younger wolf.

“it’s nothing.” he smiled, waving his hand ‘nd walking to the living room to sit on the couch, leaning back ‘nd manspreading his legs with the remote to the t.v in hand as if nothing had happened.

his father and your mother passed by the couch, his hair being ruffled by the small woman. “your dad and i want to go out for a bit, is that alright with you ?” she asked sweetly, leaning over the armrest of the couch, his father playing with her bent ears idly.

“thats fine,” he grunted, sitting up from his slouched position. “how long will y’ be gone?”

“don’t know yet. we’ll text Y/N when we’re on the way home, kay?” the youngest nodded in acknowledgment, and his father patted his head before they were on their way, the front door shutting behind them with a soft click.

you came walking down the stairs not long after, your steps slow and tentative. you noted the lack of shoes by the front door, coming to the quick conclusion that the adults had left - and you had half a mind to go back up to your room and not come out, but you had caught his eyes quickly and now his attention was on you.

offering him a nervous smile, you kept your head down and walked quickly to the far side of the couch, sitting down and focusing on the television. a short chuckle left his mouth as he took quick notice of something.

“what happened to the pretty pink shorts you were wearing earlier?” he asks, his eyes still trained on the tv in front of him, and you could only look down, embarrassed, because you had in fact changed your shorts to some plain black ones after soiling the others - but theres no way you could tell him that.

“.. they were too small for me.” you mumbled after a few moments, and he looked over to you, his eyes trailing down to your thighs and back to your face with an eyebrow raise and you realize how stupid that excuse was because these shorts are also tight - hugging your dick and squeezing your thighs.

your face flared in red, crossing your legs and tugging your sweater down.

“let me ask you again, doll,” he started, reaching out and tugging you towards him by your waist, his body moving so he was facing you, one knee resting on the couch. “why’d you change your shorts?”

you stared at your hands that were on your lap, holding your sweater down over half of your thighs.

“i… i told you..” you stumbled over your words, breath hitching when you felt his hand tighten around your waist. you only heard him grunt before you were stumbling on your feet, a harsh grip around your wrist.

your back hit the mattress, his large hands pulling you towards him roughly, plush thighs resting over his muscular ones. a whimper from you made his fluffy ears twitch, sharp eyes narrowing as he ran his big hands over your thighs, reveling in the way your body jerked.

your soft ears perked up as he began to talk, his deep ‘nd demanding voice sounding ominous to your muddled mind.

“now, i can either….” he started, big hands running under your sweater ‘nd across your stomach, “abuse your poor little clit,” he continued with a chuckle, squeezing your small cock to accentuate his words, making your back arch, “nd use you for my own pleasure without lettin’ you cum once,” he pushed up your sweater, flicking your nipple harshly, “or you can tell me the real answer, ‘nd i’ll fuck you like a good boy deserves to be fucked.”

you panted harshly, closing your eyes tight and gritting your teeth, your knuckles turning white as your small hands fisted the sheets under you.

“i- i… i fuckin- told you!” you gasped out, shaking your head as he flicked your dick with a sigh.

“well, i did warn you.”

“h-hnghh !” you squealed, voice muffled as your head was pressed into the mattress by his strong hands, struggling to breathe between your heavy breaths and lack of space.

he’d been fucking you for a while now, harsh teeth marks clear around your nipples, on your neck, and even your arms. you felt completely ruined, your hard, leaky, and red cock bouncing underneath you with every thrust, the hairtie around the base of it stopping you from cumming throughout this whole session, although you’re sure you’re multiple dry orgasms in.

his big cock presses against your prostate unrelentingly, strong arms pressing into you at different areas as he holds his weight against you, his thrusts so harsh ‘nd so fast you can barely tell apart his thrusts in and slides out of your poor, ruined hole.

a loud sob is ripped from you when his hand that was holding your head down is suddenly wrapped around your cock, his finger teasing the tip.

“you wanna cum, bunny?” he asks with faux sympathy, teasing the area around the hairtie, his cock still fucking into you with no mercy.

“y-yes! g-gna cum ! cum - please!” you squeak, your legs kicking up from the bed, feeling your gut twist once again with the painful need to release, your body convulsing under his as he only grins with pride.

“that’s too bad, isn’t it?” he practically coos in your ear, his voice lust filled, condescending, and predatory. theres a grunt from behind you and suddenly you’re being lifted, your chest to his back, legs slipped from under you, his muscular arms holding them in the crook of his elbows, and he wastes no time in pummeling back into your ruined hole in that position, cock kissing places you didn’t even think existed inside of you.

you feel like the breath is knocked from your lungs and you attempt to scratch at his arms because your small cock is so fucking ruined, ‘s pathetically leaking precum like a faucet, bouncing against your stomach as it loses some of it’s hardness - simply because the dry orgasms have taken so much out of you.

“look at that.. little clit’s showin’ me just how useless it really is.” he growls, biting deep into the marked skin of your neck afterwards, his swollen knot pressing against your puffy hole as his dick twitches inside of you, his head spinning and overwhelmed with the need to bulge your belly with his puppies.

“shit, bunny.. got me cummin’ so soon.” he huffs, a sloppy grin on his face as his hips never falter , even with how daringly close he is to teetering over the edge ‘nd filling your hole up.

his head shakes, ears twitching as his breathing picks up heavily, trying to center his mind, as it runs to fucking you until you pass out, using your pretty holes till youre filled with his cum and covered in his scent - his strong arms and hands increasing the grip he had on your legs.

he adjusts his arms so your legs are practically touching your ears, his hand coming up to shove large fingers in your mouth, his own baring his fangs into your shoulder - thrusting deep ‘nd hard into your little cunt, filling your stomach with his cum.

a loud wail is muffled against his digits, sobs wracking your chest as you convulse so harshly you’re practically pushed out of his arms, your head shaking back and forth.

“shit..” he mumbles, barking out a laugh. “forgot you had that on.” theres a large grin on his face as he sets your legs down, turning you onto your back. his hands work at untying the hairtie from your dick - rutting back into your hole with a few deep, rough thrusts once it’s off, bathing in the scream you release.

“y’said you wanted to cum, yeah?”

ahhh, i did it ! y’guys proud of me? ૮꒰ˊᗜˋ ꒱ა

#xo . kitoshii #sub male reader #bottom male reader #bottom gn reader #bottom reader #bunny hybrid #dom male character #dom top character #sub gn reader #mlm nsft #knotting cw #feminization cw #breeding cw #wolf hybrid #sub nsft #top jjk #top cod #top gojo

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tojisun · 4 months

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simon (ghost) riley x fem bimbo!reader

!! smut - minors dni; cunnilingus; genital piercing (christina piercing); hinted age gap (30s v 20s); simon’s pov

: this is based on oddy’s brainworm of bimbo!reader getting a christina piercing while simon’s away for a 9-10 month mission as a surprise for when he comes home teehee <33 // bimbo!reader mlist

simon tries to swallow any remaining spit he has just to quench the building thirst in him, but it is understandably futile. he is left walking behind you with a spring in his step, pretences having flown into the wind the moment you barrelled towards him as soon as he got home.

it is a usual dance at this point: you, jumping into his arms all excitable, and him, planting his feet to catch you with ease. simon knows he’ll never tire of this routine, one that never fails to fill him up with over pouring affection that he carries for you.

“i have a surprise for you,” you whispered to him, your voice so small in your hushed giddiness.

you stared at him with sultry eyes, your bottom lip captured between your pearly teeth. simon felt his mouth go bone-dry, his chest stuttering and his fucking chub kicking up underneath his jeans because he knows that look.

dear gods, he knows that look.

the last time you surprised him with anything after his months-long mission, it left simon marking your thighs up with kisses and hickeys and bite marks, the ridges of his teeth so prominent on that single point that stood out in the expanse of your dewy skin – his callsign, ghost, inked on your inner thigh, somewhere close to the juncture of your legs and your pelvis.

so you can’t blame simon for being too interested and going all breathless in anticipation as you led him back to your room.

he’s fumbling for his steps as you two step inside – white walls and strawberry cow print sheets – where you proceeded to sit him down on your vanity before taking a few steps away from him.

“okay so,” you begin, swaying slightly, looking deceptively shy. “i really hope you’d like it.”

simon’s gaze shifts, desire warming to make room for the softness he feels. he shoots you a small smile. “y’know y’can give me a paper cup for your surprise and i’d still love it.”

“of course,” you giggle, rubbing your palms on your sides. “‘s just that i thought of you when i got it so, you know.”

simon’s throat constricts, his pulse quickening at your words – you thought of him when you got it. oh. oh fuck.

“i-” his voice cracks and simon ducks his head down in his embarrassment, clearing his throat quickly so that this moment may pass soon because he can feel himself bursting at the seams.

“thank you, sweets,” he finally utters, rubbing his palm along his face in hopes of abating the blush warming his cheeks.

you beam at him, all pretty and happy, before you begin to slide your skirt off.

jesus.

“oh,” he rasps out, a strained gasp spilling into the air. simon has to clench his fists on top of his thighs to restrain himself, feeling so faint at getting a flash of your pretty legs, his eyes trailing from your floral lace socks before climbing up to get a view of your pretty little lingerie.

his tongue feels heavy sitting in his mouth as he catalogues the little thing – sheer, red, and dainty. it’s not hiding anything, showcasing slivers of flesh that simon wants to sink his teeth into.

it’s not hiding anything so he wonders why it took him a while to notice it. there, nestled just above your clit, are two little diamond studs.

“are those-” his voice sounds strained even to his own ears, the words having been punched out from him as his lungs work over time.

“yeah,” you say with a quiet chuckle and simon briefly wonders how you must look right now but he can’t lift his head to look at you, unable to rip his eyes away from the twinkling diamonds on your body. one of your hands slide from your hips towards your pubic area, acrylics making soft scratching sounds against your sheer panties.

the gems on your nails matches your new piercing – christina, simon’s mind supplies right away – and he just about whimpers.

finally, simon’s eyes flit to your own, and he doesn’t know what he must look like because the brief shyness on your face melts away and desire begins to burn from your eyes. the tension is building between you two, settling in like a dense fog, and simon waits for a heartbeat and another before he’s lunging towards you.

hands tangle against each other in mutual desperation, blindly tearing apparel from each other’s bodies with nothing but twin ragged breaths to fill up the space. simon throws you to the bed, his chest heaving as he stands by the foot of it to gaze down at you, eyes full of palpable hunger as they rove over your presented body.

“mine,” simon rumbles. “all mine.”

he covers your smaller body with his bulk, trembling hands greedy as they press and pull and squeeze at your flesh. your tiny mewls fuel him as he bends down to hover his lips over your pussy. your beautiful, pierced pussy.

“simmy,” you hiccup, your voice a soft little thing. “please, no teasing.”

of course, he wants to say because simon is sure that he doesn’t even have it in himself to prolong it anymore. not when he’s missed you by a lot, having been away for one of his longest missions. and especially not after the gift you have for him.

simon’s silence ripples, promising, and he knows he doesn’t have to say any more.

he kisses your cunt with his lips, nuzzling just soon after. you gasp out from somewhere on top of him, your hands gathering the short strands of his hair in your fist, and tugging when simon doesn’t do anything more than ghost kisses.

simon presses another one as an apology before planting his hands on your thighs and pushing your legs open, presenting your already-wet cunt to him. briefly, he remembers your older gift, and simon shifts, nuzzling your inner thigh instead, nipping at your inked skin.

simon is not a narcissistic man but there is something so good at seeing you carrying his callsign, as though he’s branded you. claimed. marked.

you giggle at the touch, fists loosening just a bit, your legs losing their tension at the ticklish feeling. simon puffs out a huffed laughter, enjoying the moment, taking it all in, then he is moving.

because there is something else he wants in his mouth. something else he wants to explore.

the first drag of his tongue along your clit and up until the first stud of your piercing has you squealing, your small feet digging into the planes of his back. it pushes him even closer to your cunt, something that simon eagerly takes advantage of as he begins to eat you out with earnest.

the cool press of the barbell on his tongue is a new experience, one that he is beginning to love as he continues to lap his tongue along your folds. simon flicks his tongue over the piercing, careful not to truly tug it, before he’s moving on to suck on your clit, rolling the little thing on his tongue.

you choke on a moan, hips lifting off the bed as you thrash, and simon has to press down on your belly to subdue you. you squeak when you are pinned, fists leaving simon’s hair to claw at the sheets instead. simon kisses your clit once more as an apology, before lapping at your hole, pushing his tongue in to mimic shallow thrusts.

“si-!”

your moan sounds guttural, bouncing off of the walls as simon continues to fuck you with his tongue. your slick pools in his mouth and he doesn’t even recognize the answering growl that rumbles from the base of his throat – deep and primal.

his thick hands grip at your thighs, tugging you in a new position, forcing your back to arch as simon continues to make a mess of your pussy.

pretty, pretty pussy.

“s’mine,” simon growls the moment he pulls his tongue out to suck on your folds.

he lightly nips at your clit, and a choked sob falls from what he knows would be your bruised lips. you do tend to bite on them when drunk in your pleasure, nibbling until they are throbbing and plump, looking so kiss-swollen.

fuck. he wants to kiss you there too.

simon gives your clit one more suck before he lifts his head up, the warm air on your room hitting his damp face. he sees the way your chest is heaving before flitting his eyes over your hands to see them tremblingly fisting at your sheets. your head is tipped up, mouth open as you shakily gasp out your breaths.

“sweet girl?” he asks, wanting to see you.

you move slowly, sluggishly, and simon can’t fault you for your reaction as he can still feel your legs shaking. teary eyes turn to him and simon couldn’t help but coo, letting go of your legs to climb towards you.

you track his movement, still hitching in breath, until he’s finally hovering over you. simon presses his forehead to yours, nuzzling, and rumbling a deep hum when your arms hook onto his shoulders for a loose hug.

“hi,” you say with a giggle after the silence settles. simon huffs a fond laugh, shifting so his lips trail soft kisses along your cheeks.

“hi,” simon replies, his lips moving lower, teasing touches from the cut of your jaw to the column of your throat. he settles there, burrowing with a deep breath, hot desire waning for something softer. for something slower.

“…y’like it?” you ask, sounding so conscious as though simon didn’t lose himself when eating you out, leaving his dick to throb painfully underneath his boxers.

“oh, princess,” he says with a breathy chuckle. he shifts again to see you. “i fuckin’ loved it.”

your eyes crinkle when you smile, and simon wonders if his lungs are even working with the way his breath constricts.

fuck, reality is settling – he’s truly missed you.

“thank you for such a darlin’ gift, baby,” simon murmurs, his lips hovering over yours.

you hum, already deaf to his words as you turned your focus to the ghosting touch of his lips instead. you tip your head up, whining when even that doesn’t make them meet.

aww, simon coos in his head. sweets wants a kiss.

so he finally gives it, his head angled to kiss you deeper. harder. teeth clack against each other before warm tongues tangle, and simon wonders if you can taste yourself on him. if you can taste the way he made you feel good.

your nails scratch his back, and he knows shallow welts will be there when he checks tomorrow. but for now, simon loses himself to the messy kiss – nipping your lips and, later, lapping at your folds.

because he’s not done with you yet. he needs to eat you out more. needs to see the way your pretty, jewelled pussy takes his tongue the same way you do with his cock.

oh, how you spoil him.

i teeheed too much while writing this but then i got drunk so it kinda splintered away from what i envisioned 😭

tagging: @oddityinthesky @ghostsbimbo @kenz-ee @yannauauau @yaebaal @ivymarquis @liwooa @loonalockley @kariiiel

#suns.f #bimbo!reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley smut #simon riley x reader #simon riley smut #simon ghost riley #cod smut #suns

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kamiversee · 2 months

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➶-͙˚ ༘✶ 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙁*𝘾𝙆 𝙇𝙄𝙎𝙏

✧.* CHAPTER 17 || The New Experience

[ { SYPNOSIS } ] ➤ A tale in which Gojo Satoru blackmails you into seducing a list of people to clear his debt. Sounds easy enough, right?

[ { CHAPTER CONTENT } ] ➤ This entire chapter is nothing but smut!

[ { WORD COUNT } ] ➤ 5.7k

[ { PAIRINGS } ] ➤ jjk men x f!reader. gojo x f!reader. geto x f!reader. toji x f!reader. choso x f!reader. sukuna x f!reader. nanami x f!reader.

[ [ chapters mlist } ]

——"YEAH, Y-YES," YOU BLURT out as fast as possible. It was embarrassing how quickly you responded to him but you didn't care, the thought of having Choso's mouth and his pierced tongue on your cunt was fueling your response.

You'd agree in every language if you could.

Choso chuckles slightly, "Someone's excited..."

"You just offered to give me head, why wouldn't I be excited?" You huff out, a small pout taking over your expression.

He laughs again before pushing his lips to yours for a second time. It's another little peck at first but you only pull away for a mere second before pressing yourself right back into him.

The soft feeling of your lips parting over each other is felt and Choso's tongue again enters your mouth. You were kinda worried that his piercing would make the kissing uncomfortable. Yet, it was the exact opposite, every time you felt that little ball slip over your tongue you nearly moaned into his mouth.

His hands, decorated in pretty veins, slid down to your hips and gently sat you fully on his crotch.

"M-Mgh," You moan right into him at the feeling of his bulge pressing up into you.

Choso would bite, suck, and lick at your lower lip a few times before he urged you to rock your hips over him. The slight nudging of his fingers into your hips made you realize what he wanted and you were quick to grind over his erection.

The kiss is broken only for a moment as his brows tense up, "Fuck, keep... hah, keep doin' that." Choso pleads.

You smile and hold yourself close to the man while rubbing yourself against him and moving to kiss him again.

It's quick how the kiss grows sloppy with him. Eagerness is embedded into both of your movements as heat radiates off of your body. Choso smoothly slips a hand under your shirt, running his fingers over your tensed skin carefully.

One of his hands slid up along your spine until he reached your bra and unclasped it with ease. His other hand begins to lift your shirt up and you can tell that he hardly wants to take his lips off yours. Even so, the kiss is broken briefly with a wet smack filling the air before your shirt is brought up over your head.

Your bra simply slips off your body and is tossed to the side along with your shirt, leaving you completely bare from the waist up. A warm hand is placed beneath your thigh simultaneously with Choso's lips pressing under your jaw.

His hand grips onto your skin for only a moment as he repositions you, flipping you both over. You're laid down on your back with Choso on top of you, his mouth quick to plant kiss after kiss after kiss.

Along your neck, you feel him begin to lick your skin, purposefully teasing you with the feeling of that little metal ball swirling over you.

"C-Cho..." You whisper, the nickname making him move to sink his teeth into you.

Choso tugs at your skin ever so slightly. "Fuckin' love when you call me that," He whispers, his breath warm against you.

It's not the first time you've called him that after all. There have been times over the phone where you've let the nickname slip and that's even his contact name in your phone.

Choso suddenly sucks on the space between your neck and your shoulder, his motion done passionately enough to leave a light mark on you. His hands run up and down your body, from your waist to your hips and then your thighs, ultimately keeping your legs spread for him.

As Choso marks up your neck and even your collarbone, you moan lightly at the way he humps his clothed cock down into you. The friction makes your body both tingle and tense up at the same time.

Your breathing is stuttered each time he presses down into you and you're not sure if you've ever been this horny before.

"H-Hah... Choso please," You utter needily.

He smirks against your neck before letting his tongue stick out against you. Choso licks a long and slow stripe along the middle of your neck, making you shudder beneath him before he gets under your jaw again and comes to a stop.

His lips cup your skin and he grazes you with his teeth before giving you a light pull, "Hm? Please what?" Choso whispers right against you.

Your voice is whinier than you intended it to be, "Fuck me."

Again, he grins against you. The man then pulls away ever so slightly and meets your gaze, "Are you telling me to or asking?"

"Telling." You huff, your tone a mixture of needy and demanding.

Choso bites his bottom lip, "Yeah?" The tip of his cock drools in precum the longer he stares at that look of yours, "Fuuuck, that's so hot..." He groans.

You chuckle lightly, "Is it?"

The man's lips connect with your skin again and he begins to trail his pecks downwards. "Mhm, so fuckin' hot..." Choso whispers into you as he gets to your chest.

Your mouth opens to say something else but your breath gets caught in your throat when his tongue swirls over your nipple. To make matters worse, Choso purposefully drags his piercing around the sensitive bud while keeping his eyes up on yours.

"Mmh... So wait," You smile slightly, "You l-like it when I tell you what to do?"

Choso wraps his lips around your nipple and gives your breast a firm suck for a moment, losing himself for a second due to the way you squirm beneath him. When he pulls away, there's a slight pop noise heard.

"Yeah," Choso utters, "Shit turns me on."

You can't even help the lustful smile you give him, "Really?"

He nods, almost desperately, "Mhm, can you..." He slides over to kiss in between your breasts, "Can you do it again?"

"Mmmh..." You hum in thought, purposefully teasing the man. "Beg and maybe I will."

Choso's brain stutters when you tell him to beg but he's almost too quick to whisper out an all too sexy, "Please baby?"

The mixture of that soothing voice of his, the needy look in his eyes, and the way he starts kissing all over your breasts as if to convince you, all make you do nothing more than bite your lip.

Your head tips to the side ever so slightly, "Say pretty please."

Again, Choso's brain is all over the place. He nearly felt like he was about to cum in his pants with how utterly attractive he found you, "Pretty please?" He pleads, voice laced with a cute whine that goes straight to your core.

You swallow hard as you look at him, watching the way he moves a hand to fondle the breast that's not latched to his mouth and seeing how cute he looks trying to satisfy you.

"Please," Choso hums before sliding down a little. He quickly loses track of what he'd been pleading for, "Lemme show you all the tricks I can do with my tongue," He whispers as he trails kisses down your abdomen.

You can't even stop yourself from smiling at him as he continues moving down. Peck after peck after peck is placed against your skin, his lips slightly wet as he presses them into you.

When Choso reaches the waistband of your sweats you shudder as he inhales deeply before moving to spread your legs, resting them over his shoulders.

Choso's face inclines down to your crotch and his eyes are on yours as he simply smells you. The sight is so utterly embarrassing for you but he makes up for it when you see the way his eyes roll slightly.

"Please, fuck-, let me please you," Choso urges, face and voice desperate. He then presses his lips to your cunt, kissing over you through all the fabric, "I'll be so good for you," He whispers, kissing you again. "Jus' lemme taste you, princess."

"Okay, okay," You hum, chuckling slightly, "Go ahead..."

His eyes light up at the sound of your consent and he wastes no time undressing you.

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Choso was probably more needy than you by this point. Those careful hands of his slipped to the plush underside of your thighs, pushing them up against your chest the very second your wet cunt was revealed to him.

It's like he wanted to have a clear look at it first, his sudden intense stare only making you ridiculously nervous and embarrassed. Choso was practically drooling the longer he stared, soft and faint pants leaving those pretty lips of his.

His hand moves and Choso puts his thumb to your pussy, spreading you apart slightly and licking his lips at the sight. The man was basically inspecting you at this point, driving your embarrassment to an all-time high.

You swallow, "Cho, c'mon..."

His lips twitch and he smirks, his eyes glued to your dripping cunt, "You're soo fuckin' wet, fuuuuck..." Choso groans, his words only fueling your arousal.

Your lips part to say something but only a quiet relieved whine leaves you as he finally dips his face down to you. First, he merely kisses your sex, causing your wetness to coat his lips before he slides up and purposefully kisses over your clit.

A staggered exhale leaves you and you squirm a little beneath him. Choso pulls up, his lips a hair's length away from touching you again. Slowly, his tongue seeps out to lick your taste off his skin and you don't miss the way he smiles immediately.

After which, his tongue slips out of his mouth again to drag along your folds, the man humming at the taste and your body twitching at his piercing gliding over you. Your head turns to the side and one of your hands moves down to his head, resting your palm against his head of hair.

What was once one lick and one taste quickly transitioned into something else. Choso went from kitten licks to diving his face into you, his pierced tongue hastily sucking and lapping up your taste.

Your body went tense as he grew eager against you, your fingers curling into his hair and your nails scraping at his scalp. "F-Fuck, hah..." You moan as you feel the male groan into you.

Choso focused his tongue movements over your clit, utilizing the tip of his tongue to flick over the bud before darting the wet muscle downwards and rolling that damn piercing over you. "Mmgh... So fuckin' sweet, g-god..." He mutters into you before suckling your taste into his mouth.

Your grasp on his hair suddenly grows tight when he licks over a spot that makes your eyes almost cross, "R-Right there, fuck..." You moan.

The eager man nods his head, "Mhmm.." He hums, focusing his mouth on that exact spot and noticing the way you tug at his hair slightly in reaction. "Hah, talk to me baby," Choso whispers, "Tell me where to go..." He requests.

You don't have to though. Not a word needs to be said with the way his mouth grows ravenous. His tongue swiped back and forth against your cunt, the movements sloppy yet well throughout.

"M-Mmnh... there-, aah.. oh fuck," You whine at the way his tongue dashes over your clit with ease.

He then swirls over the bud and groans lowly right into you, the sound sending a vibration straight through you and making you unintentionally tug on his hair.

Choso seems to like that though with the way he groans again, "Mmgh..."

The man only gets messier and messier with the way he eats you out. Choso begins to slurp your cunt into his mouth like he's starved, going as far as letting out subtle moans against you.

"F-Fuck," You stammer, your eyes refusing to look down at the mess he's making of you, "Choso, I... nngh.. 'm gonna cum..." You warn him.

It's clear that he ignores your warning with how he moves to part his lips farther against your pussy and sinks his tongue deep into your soaked hole. You can feel his tongue, and that piercing of his massaging your walls in all the right places, bringing you closer and closer to an orgasm.

Your hand in his hair has grown so tight and your legs are squirming slightly. If you could close your legs around the man's head you would've but with how his large hands were latched to your thighs pinning you down, there wasn't anything you could do.

Choso pulls away for a second, "Haah, p-praise me..." He whispers to you.

Just as he shoves his tongue back into you, moaned out praises are pouring from your mouth, "So good, f-fuck... you're doing s-so... ahh... s'good..." You slur out.

You can feel the way his lips curve against you into a smirk. Choso loves the way you can hardly speak properly, knowing that he's far from done.

His tongue whirls around inside your cunt, filthy wet sounds coming from the action before he simply slurps all of your liquids into his mouth. The feeling of him sucking and licking on you so eagerly makes you cum right into his mouth.

"Aahh, y-yes, fuck... cum f'me princess, jus' like that..." Choso moans before lapping up everything you give him.

You assumed, stupidly, that after you came once he'd stop... You just knew he'd lift his head away from your cunt and take a minute to breathe...

Boy were your assumptions wrong.

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Choso Kamo is a damn eater. You won't be done spilling into his mouth until he says so. One orgasm isn't enough for him to pull his mouth away. Neither is two. Or three. Or four.

Or... five? Maybe six? How long has he been going at it? Thirty minutes? An hour? Two hours? Fuck, you genuinely have no idea how long Choso's been eating you out for...

Tears are in your eyes at the number of times he's overstimulated you, your breaths are coming out staggered and broken, and you're simply whining and moaning nonstop. All of which is nothing more than music to the man's ears.

That, along with the oh-so-sweet taste of your pussy. By this point, you were struggling to keep up with him and that fucking tongue of his. He wasn't lying when he said he'd show you tricks with it-- Choso does so many indescribable things with his mouth against you.

And he's so loud with it too. The entirety of your apartment is filled with the nasty sounds of Choso sliding and slapping his tongue against your leaky cunt. The worst part, or most confusing, was the fact that he's only been using his tongue.

Nothing else. Not once did this man shove those thick fingers of his into you-- never feeling the need.

"O-One more," Choso utters into you, his tongue slithering into you for the nth time that night and his face shoving so hard against you that you could feel the tip of his nose rubbing against your clit.

You were seeing stars and you weren't sure if you physically could protest anymore.

Choso drags your moisture into his mouth and you hear the loud gulping sound that follows. The very second he pries his lips from you, you use whatever strength you have left to yank his face up away from you.

It was Choso's first time being away from your sex in god knows how long. Once he went down, he literally didn't come back up until you ripped him away. And damn the stupidly sexy pussydrunk expression on his face as he barely makes eye contact with you through half-lidded eyes.

"P-Please... hah, Ch-Choso, a b-break..." You plead breathlessly.

He blinks, the bottom of his face literally dripping with your juices. "...Listen," He croaks out, his voice ragged after not speaking for so long and groaning so much, "Don't... Don't fucking pull me away," Choso says lowly.

You can feel the way his voice and words make you impossibly wetter beneath him. He then moves to grab ahold of your wrist and tosses your arm away from his hair.

Choso's so clearly blinded by lust and the taste of you resting on his tongue and face.

"I jus' want you to cum on my tongue..." He trails off for a second as he looks down at your throbbing overstimulated cunt, welling up water in his mouth before spitting down on your sex, the contact making you flinch, "...one more time f'me."

His eyes then flick up to your face and his head lowers, "You can do that, right?" He whispers with a sudden gentleness to his tone.

Your eyes wander away from his, "Mhm..."

"Look at me," Choso directs, smiling when you force your eyes back over to him, "Good girl... Now," He plants a little kiss on your skin, "Keep lookin' at me."

"Ch-Choso..." You whine in protest, knowing you can hardly keep your teary eyes open by this point.

He smiles, "Shhh, I want you to watch..." He explains before opening his mouth against you. The man speaks into your pussy, words vibrating against you, "Watch yourself cum in my mouth... look at the mess you make..." Choso whispers.

You can't help but look at him, wanting it all to end yet continue at the same time. Choso's slow this time around, gently and carefully dragging his piercing around your clit in slow circles, making that knot in your core build-up rather quickly.

The wet pink muscle then swirls over the little bud with the way his tongue flattened against you before he dips back down into your hole again. You can feel your orgasm approach but this time it feels different.

You thought you were getting lightheaded for a moment. Sure, you've had head this great before-- Geto is to thank for that but you genuinely don't know if it was because of Choso or that goddamn piece of jewelry in his mouth that made you feel as though you were on cloud nine.

Something different was welling up in the pit of your stomach. Your body grew hotter and your moaning turned into heavy pants.

"Cho... ha-ah... w-wait, f-fu-uck..." Your jaw was slack and your whines and pleads went through one of Choso's ears and out the other.

Instead, the man got aggressive again, shaking his head and humming into your cunt as he feasted on you in a way that made it seem as though he thought you'd pull him away again. There was this stupidly tight bundle of nerves in your core, the sensation making your body tremble beneath the man before you finally came.

However, this time was a bit different... Choso Kamo had led you to squirt all over him.

Of course, you thought that would've gotten the man to finally ease up but no, instead Choso drops his jaw and opens his mouth to gulp down as much of your liquids as he could.

You don't think you could see or even think straight anymore. "Hnngh... hah... g-god..." You cried out as Choso mistakenly threw you into overstimulation for, what felt like, the millionth time.

He snaps out of his pussydrunk stupor when he hears the soft series of please's you whimper out to him. Your voice was so whiney and desperate, laced with an obvious pitch of your crying that made him snap out of it.

Finally, his head lifts away from your twitching and throbbing pussy-- his attractive face smothered in nothing but you and your essence. Beneath his palms, your thighs trembled excessively.

Choso swallows hard and takes a deep breath. "Shit..." He whispers, taking in your completely fucked out state.

Your head is now rested back, your eyes hazily staring up at the ceiling and your breathing is yet to calm down.

He calls your name in a sweet little tone as if he didn't fuck the shit out of you with only his mouth. "Are... Are you okay?"

You don't respond. Well, it's not like you really could, you needed a moment to process the fact that the man just made you squirt without even putting his cock inside you.

The sound of a slightly weary chuckle leaves Choso before he takes his hands off your thighs. You quickly draw your legs together to close them, leaving them folded upwards. Your lower body aches in an oddly good way.

The man slowly props himself up and crawls over your body so that he can look at your face. It's absolutely adorable the way his eyes are all wide and concerned as they come into your line of vision.

As for his face, it's just wet and messy and the sight makes heat rush to your cheeks. You dart your eyes away from his out of embarrassment and he chuckles again.

"C'mon baby look at me," Choso whispers almost lovingly. He then moves to kiss the top of your knee, "...look at the mess you made of my face."

You shake your head, "...Don't wanna."

Choso pouts, mocking you, "Why? Are you embarrassed?"

"Mhm..." You hum simply as you continue to stare off to the side.

The man lets out another laugh, the sound so joyful that it brings nothing but comfort to your heart. "Was that your first time uh, squirting?" Choso asks nonchalantly.

You grit your teeth out of a weird sense of shame and then move a hand to his face, covering his mouth to stop him from saying anything else.

"Y-Yes..." You whisper shyly.

The palm of your hand grows wet because of the moisture left on his face so Choso pulls away from your hand and takes your wrist into his hold. He then licks your palm gently, almost as if he didn't want to waste the taste of you.

"You don't have to be embarrassed," He coos before kissing your hand, "...Mh. If uh, if it makes you feel any better..." Choso flips your hand around and presses one long kiss across your knuckles, "I uhm... I came in my boxers some time ago..."

It's odd but his sudden confession makes you snicker unexpectedly, "You... You what?"

He smiles against your hand, "You heard me... Eating you out made me cum..."

You scoff, "Really?"

"Mhm..." Choso hums, shutting his eyes as he rests his lips against your skin. He seems to be content with the fact that he came prematurely whilst pleasing you, almost like he expected himself to do so.

"Cho..." You call out softly.

Those brown eyes of his slowly open and even widen a little as he sees you're finally looking at him. "Yes princess?" He responds.

You shift your hand out of his hold and move to caress his face, "We should really clean your face off."

Choso shrugs, "Or you could just sit on it."

You sigh, "I just came like seven times in a row, give me a break, please."

Dramatically, he rolls his eyes, "Nine, actually."

"H-Huh?"

"You came nine times." Choso corrects, "I dunno if you lost count but it was nine."

You don't even know what to be more surprised by; the fact that he counted or the fact that he actually made you orgasm that many times.

"I..." You blink, unaware of how to respond to that.

"Anyways," Choso suddenly sits up and stretches. You then watch him cross his arms before pulling his shirt up over his head, "I'm uh, pretty sure you told me to fuck you?"

Your eyes widen, "Is that not what you just did?!"

He laughs, "No? I only gave you head. That was just foreplay, honestly." He hums with a casual shrug.

Shakily, you move around and manage to sit up. "A-Are you serious?"

He gives you a confused look, "Yes. Why wouldn't I be?"

Your lashes flutter in disbelief, "Choso I might pass out if we do anything else."

"Think so?" He hums questionably.

"Uhm, yes??"

Choso sighs heavily and then sits down on the couch, facing the long-forgotten paused TV. "Alright, alright, fiine." He says almost sassily.

You scoff at the man and just eye him down. He's shirtless now and you can see his erection straining against his sweats. Choso's not mad that you don't want to continue, he's just being dramatic on purpose.

You continue to stare at him before you see his hand go to his crotch and watch the way he palms himself.

Lazily, Choso looks over at you, "Okay... we don't have to fuck but... c-can you like... I dunno, come sit on it?"

Oh, he doesn't have to ask you twice. Sure, you're experiencing fatigue right now and all those back-to-back orgasms have taken all your energy but you can't just lay there and watch him like this.

Slowly, you crawl over to Choso and give him a very brief kiss on the cheek before standing on your knees and then tossing a leg over him. You look down at what you're doing and decide to take things a step further than whatever he's expecting.

Choso had assumed you were literally just going to sit on his erection and maybe grind on him a little-- he'd get off on the action with no problem. Yet, you do much more than that.

Your hands work his sweats and his boxers down, taking a moment to gather the messy sight of his large cock covered in cum. Your back is to Choso so you don't see the way he looks to the ceiling as you stare at the mess he's made of himself.

His face is all flushed and he gets flustered by both the fact that you're about to lazily ride him reverse cowgirl-style and the fact that you're just staring at the pitiful sight below.

You're not at the best angle to see but from what your vision does catch is that his dick is big. By this point, you're not even surprised. Instead, you're worried about whether or not you'll be able to plop yourself down on him with how shakey your legs are.

You've got one hand on his leg to hold yourself up as the other moves to grab a light hold of his cock. Choso hisses the very second you touch him, indicating just how sensitive he is before you gently sink down.

Everything, including his cock was just a complete mess, oddly making it easier for you to go down with no problem. Sure, you let out soft moans and Choso was behind you with his jaw dropped trying to suck in every sound that nearly left him but, aside from that you sitting on his dick was rather simple.

And that's all you planned to do for now too, simply sit on his length and keep it warm. Was Choso okay with this? Fuck yes. You, cockwarming him? Oh he was in heaven right now.

Choso takes a while to actually look down at where you two are connected and when he does, he gives his hips a little roll upwards, making his cock shift around inside you and leading you to gasp.

"C-C'mon, I thought you weren't gonna... mmh, m-move?" You whisper.

Choso's hands go to your hips and he gives you a little squeeze, "I'm not, I was just uh... getting comfortable." He lies.

You roll your eyes, even though he can't see and despite him not catching the action, he somehow knew you rolled your eyes.

"Hey now," Choso starts, pulling your back to his chest and moving to your ear, "Don't give me attitude..." He murmurs.

You smile almost tiredly, "I'm not..."

Choso moves to kiss the side of your neck, "...Liar," He whispers.

You go to respond but your body freezes as he brings an arm around your waist and moves two fingers down to rub over your clit. "Fuuck, s-stop," You choke out.

Your cunt unintentionally squeezes around his cock and he groans way too sexily against your skin. "Aagh... Shit, 'm gonna cum soon..." Choso tells you.

His other arm snakes around your body and grabs a handful of your breast, fondling your flesh in his hand. It's a gentle fondle though, enough to give you faint pleasure and not overdo anything.

As for the two fingers over your clit, they draw slow circles around the bud, allowing him to feel the constant clench of your warm walls around his cock.

"Cho, it hasn't even been one minute yet." You whisper teasingly.

Choso slides his mouth up and right under your jaw, kissing and licking at your skin. "...S-Shut up, I've been holding it for s'long..." He slurs out against you.

You giggle softly, "Aw, really?"

He moves to your ear, speaking right into it, "Stop teasin' me." His hand squeezes onto your breast and you sigh.

"Or what?" You decide to test the man.

Within the little bit of break time, a smidge of your stamina has built back up.

Choso inhales deeply, "Or what?" He repeats.

"Mhm, what're you gonna do?"

"Princess... You have my cock inside you right now, do you really want to tease me?" Choso warns.

You shrug, "Yeah."

The sound of him scoffing is probably the last warning you received from him. He leans himself back into the couch and both of his hands go to your hips again. You open your mouth to say something, anything to take back your teasing but, you're too late.

Choso lifts you up roughly an inch or two before slamming you back down, biting his bottom lip to conceal his groan.

Your back arches as you lull forward a bit, "A-Ah... w-wait, okay, m'sorry..."

The man scoffs and simply lifts you up so that only half of his dick is inside you. Choso adjusts his feet and simply starts thrusting up into you. Moan after moan leaves your lips, the sound of you crying out his name filling the already sex-induced air.

After a few thrusts, Choso goes as far as pulling you down onto his cock every time he snaps upwards, forcing you to meet his harsh thrusts.

You sit there feeling like a cockdrunk slut with the way he starts treating you, not that you don't enjoy it. Your mouth is just open and you don't even try to stop yourself from letting him hear how broken your whines are becoming.

"Ch-Choso... fu-uck... p-please, mmgh... aa-angh..." You moan out brokenly, only fueling the man's arousal.

His grip on you is so strong and his dick is so deep inside you. "Mmh... fuck." Choso grunts, "...You wanted to tease me right?" He taunts.

Tears are streaming down your cheeks and you're creaming around his length without even realizing it, creating a nasty white ring around the base of his cock.

"M'sorryy... a-ahh... please, ha-ah..." You sob out in pleasure.

Loud skin slapping sounds along with the constant filthy squelch of your poor overstimulated cunt sucking in his dick fill the air.

"Don't give me that," Choso groans, "...Shit, you.. hah, you're the one who wanted to test me..." He starts to shift around a little and you absolutely lose it after that.

Choso nearly repositions himself, his grip on your hip and now your waist relentless before he starts ramming himself up into you. Your body jerks upward with his every thrust, his large cock simply splitting you open and causing you to not even be able to moan anymore.

He then only worsens it by having his hand abandon your waist, his other still on your hip to keep you in place, and his now free hand reaching up to your hair. Choso gives your hair an aggressive tug that only causes your back to arch even more as he simply fucks up into you.

The way you squeeze around him, even more, doesn't go unnoticed, "That's itt, f-fuck... you're takin' me so fuckin' well... such a good girl f'me." He praises, knowing how much you enjoy it.

You can't even moan properly anymore, every noise from you is broken and you're consumed by the words leaving his mouth and the filthy yet, utterly creamy sound of Choso fucking his cock into you.

Your cunt just gushes around the man the more he speaks to you, especially when he starts to lose himself and starts saying things like, "Shit... f-feels like you're tryna' milk my cock-, fuuck..." His words are surprisingly dirtier than you expected.

"Choso," You just barely manage out, "I-I c-can't..." You don't even know what you're pleading for at this point.

He groans, "Fu-uck..." Choso's voice suddenly gets higher and it goes straight to your cunt, "I'm gonna cum, mm-mgh..."

There's a mess below the two of you, his thighs are completely soaked, the couch below is wet, and not long after those last few border-line whimpers of his, he spills his seed into you.

Choso then continues too, fucking his cum into you and full-on whimpering as he does so. He'd been trying to conceal those noises all night but he just couldn't help himself anymore. Especially not with how perfect you felt around him.

There's just a filthy mess where the two of you are connected and by the time he actually stops, your body just goes limp against him.

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You did, in fact, end up passing out as soon as he was done. The last thing you remember was the feeling of his lips suddenly on the back of your neck and his arms around your waist before you dozed off.

It wasn't a bad thing that you passed out. Hell, Choso was mentally prepared for it.

When you do wake up, you're in your room-- still naked, but clean. Choso is...

Well, he's actually nowhere to be seen...?

GOJO SATORU ✔︎

GETO SUGURU ✔︎

TOJI FUSHIGURO ✔︎

KAMO CHOSO ✔︎

NANAMI KENTO ☐

??? SUKUNA ☐

??? NAOYA ☐

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