#and groaning when are they finally going to learn their lesson and just fucking chill

[hazbinhotelxreader]

Adam x fem reader smut.

Words: 948

“On Top?”

A/n: hi! Okay another smut oneshot, hopefully this ones okay, I’m not attracted to males so it was a little difficult, but hopefully it turned out alright! Also I didn’t get any request for what the gender was so I made in a female reader since that’s easier.

(Requested by Anosquid on AO3)

Warnings: cock riding, size difference, blow jobs, biting, hair pulling, submissive Adam, cussing, insults, bondage, orgasm denial

You and your oh so holy boyfriend, Adam, were a pretty…chaotic couple. He’s like a teenager who never matured, but you deal with it since you love him. He’s actually very immature during normal conversations, which led you too right now. You, pinning him down on the bed.

“Wow wow babe, chill won’t you? It was just a small little comment” he smirked, not taking this seriously like always. You roll your eyes, sitting on his lap. All he understood was that he’d get a good time with you, not caring about his little immature and rude comments towards you.

“You need to stop being such a bitch so often babe, learn how to fucking chill” He blurted out at you. And with that you roughly pull off his mask and kiss him harshly on the lips, it caught him off guard for a a second but kissed back with the same amount of force. He grabbed your hips and bucked his own hips at you like the whore he is. You slap his hands off of your hips harshly, making him put his hands down a little confused, you always liked it when he touched your hips.

You force your tongue into his mouth, both of your tongues fighting for dominance. He was struggling to keep up with your tongue, getting frustrated and wanting to be the dominant, trying to push you off of him, though you wouldn’t let him. You forcefully pin his hands down, winning dominance with your tongue. You grab some gold ropes and tied it around his wrists, then against the head board, he let out a growl of annoyance.

“Uhh, what the fuck are you doing?” he narrowed his eyes, but didn’t try to move or escape the ropes.

“Teaching you a little lesson” You respond and bit his neck harshly, he let out a surprised groan, looking down a little, and you forcefully grabbed a handful of his hair, pulling it to make his head go back up so his neck was exposed.

“Ow! You bitch be careful!” , He snarled at you. You ignored him, after all he does this often. And you but his neck more, leaving him to grunt and groan, turning on fast.

You could feel his member twitch in his clothes, feeling it hard against your ass. You continue to attack his neck, leaving no part untouched. After your done biting his sensitive neck, you move lower, pulling off his shirt and pants slowly to trade and make him mad, and you succeeded.

“Ugh! Hurry up bitch we don’t have all day”, he said frustrated, you take off his boxers and he immediately bucked his hips up, you grumble and hold them down.

“Be patient.” , you growl at him, you wrap your hand around his pulsing member, making him moan a little dramatically. You put your mouth near his cock and teasingly licked the tip, he groaned, trying to buck his hips more but your hand held them down. You finally put your mouth over his tip, sucking and licked it as you bob your head up and down. He moaned and smirked, closing his eyes.

“Oh ho ho…yea that’s it..taste that dick” Adam exclaimed as he bucked his hips into your mouth, you took in his cock more, feeling him about to cum soon from your skilled mouth, but you were going to let him get off that easy. So right before he was about to cum, you pulled your mouth off off of him.

His eyes widened, you have never denied him before. “H-hey! Get your mouth back on there bitch!” He narrowed his eyes, you put your mouth back on his cock, sucking again, allowing him to get close to an orgasm, but then denying it again.

He growled again and kept insulting and commanding you to continue. You did this again about 7 times, now he was frustrated and needy, starting to beg you for an orgasm.

“Please please please bitch! Just let me cum already! Is this any way you treat the first soul in heaven?!” He yelled, a little whiny.

You decided to finally give him what he’d been begging for the last 2 hours. You took off your own pants and panties, tossing them to the side and grabbed his member, as you started to lower yourself. You gasp at his size, moaning as you slowly take him in.

He let out a relieved sigh as he felt his member enter your tight pussy. “Ohhh yea….thats great..” he groaned..bucking his hips already and not giving you any time to adjust. You gasp and try to hold his hips down. But the pleasure was taking over you.

You throw your head back and closer your eyes while moaning as his member hit your g-spot over and over again. Your groan and gasp, his sounds being heard as well. His wrists started to get rope burned from the ropes holding them together, you grind your hips harder together, skin slapping together as your tight pussy tightens around his thick member.

He lets out a moan and bucks his hips wildly into yours, you both let out a cry of ecstasy, his warm seed shooting into you. You cum onto his member. Panting as you rest your hands on his chest. He smirked and spoke up. “That was great wasn’t it?” He said a little sadistic. “Now untie me so I can return the favor” he smirked..it was going to be a long night.

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[sunshyni]

big boy energy

Jisung × Fem!reader

notes: this is my first text in English, so I'm feeling nervous 😬 English is not my native language, so forgive me for any errors or mistakes like that!! And that's it!! I hope you enjoy it!!

w.c: 0,7k

tw: none

I don't even know if this is good. I write more to see how my English vocabulary is doing, but anyway!!

Good read, sweeties!! ❤️

Your older brother's getting married in a few months, and dance lessons were scheduled for the couple and the godparents to avoid any embarrassment on the big day. Right now, you have no clue who your dance partner will be because your brother keeps saying, “Her right dance partner will show up any minute”.

You're chilling in a chair, adjusting your high heels for dancing, when you hear a noise from the salon door, and your eyes immediately snap in that direction.

— Hey guys, am I late? Sorry, my flight was delayed — Says the guy standing by the door. Jisung looks taller and stronger than the last time you saw him, but he still has that same sparkle in his eyes from when you were kids. Jisung, just two years older than you, used to mess with your braids all the time.

It was tough when he left town to study and work in Korea, his country of origin. You couldn't help but miss him, even though it seemed like he didn't give a damn about leaving you behind.

You kinda resented him for that because you've always had a thing for him, but he either didn't notice or didn't feel the same. I mean, you used to like him, but now that you see him another time, your heart can't help but race.

— Jisungie! You're not tired, are you? — Your brother asks. Jisung, dressed all black, looks even hotter than usual — I've got a mission for you.

— I'm good, let's do it — Jisung says, meeting your gaze with a nostalgic sweetness. You finally stand up, and thankfully, you don't trip and fall flat on your face.

— You'll be dancing with my sister, okay? — Your brother practically pushes Jisung in your direction. Jisung smiles at you, and all you can do is cross your arms and scowl.

— I hate you both — You mutter to Jisung and your brother as he heads back to his fiancée, sticking his tongue out at you in a teasing way. The dance teacher starts the class, and you even have the chance to complain to Jisung. He holds you tighter, causing you some agitation, but all you can focus on is trying to breathe normally while his face is so close to yours.

— Did you miss me, shawty? — He asks, leading the dance with skill, not like the same boy from years ago who learned to salsa from “Shall We Dance?” while you were sighing over the charmer Richard Gere.

— I'm not giving you the answer you want, Andy Park — You say, and Jisung chuckles softly in your ear, sending shivers down your spine, but you brush them off, wrapping your arms around his neck like they were made to be there.

— I prefer when you call me Jisungie, babe.

— I preferred it when you didn't leave me alone, babe — You retort, stepping on his feet. Jisung lets out a low groan but still holds you close, dancing like there's no one else in the room.

— I'm sorry for letting you down all this time. I'm an asshole, it's true — Jisung admits, acknowledging all the times you two didn't talk when you really wanted to, even if it was just to argue, something you did a lot as kids — Can we make peace, pretty please? Go back to the way things used to be?

You hesitate for a moment before letting a small smile slip.

— Like the old times, huh?

— But this time, I really wanna kiss you — Jisung whispers in your ear, and your heart feels like it's about to leap out of your chest. You feel his cheek against yours, and if you don't answer him soon, you might just pass out.

— Andy...

— Keep calling me like that, and I'll kiss you right here, not giving a fuck about your brother and my best friend — He says, planting a soft kiss on your cheek, leaving you dizzy with his scent filling the room, making it hard to breathe. You muster up the courage to speak, looking into his eyes.

— When did you get this big boy energy?

— I don't know, but you better enjoy it, cutie.

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[ferny034]

Yan!Thoma x Archon Male Reader

i managed to keep this generally body neutral, so both cis and trans readers could read :]

NSFW BELOW THE CUT

tw/ knife kink, breeding kink ?

You knew Thoma was possessive, but you didn’t think he was obsessive over you. In reality, he’s completely obsessed with you being his forever, him keeping you away from danger for the rest of your days.

According to him, keeping you away from danger also means keeping you away from people he thinks may steal you away, and as he held his knife to your throat, pinning you to the wall, you started to learn how far his obsession went.

“Who was that, hm?” You gasped as the knife shifted against your neck. Your hand reached out and wrapped itself around the wrist holding the knife, trying to pull it away. “Not gonna answer? I wonder what this knife can do to my sweet little Archon, hm?” Before you could even react, Thoma began slicing open your top, leaving you to feel the chill of the knife’s metal against your skin.

“Thoma please, I-I’m sorry, it’s part of my duty as an Arc-“

“I don’t care, do we really have to go over this again, little Archon?”

“No, no Thoma I’m sor-“ Cutting you off by holding the knife to your throat again, Thoma’s free hand came up your torso to grab you by the jaw.

“Are you really? Do I really have to teach you who you belong to?” You quickly shook your head, letting out a whimper when he gripped your jaw tighter. “You sure? And here I thought fucking you dumb on that desk, filling you up just how you like, would teach you a lesson.” Your eyes widened, letting out a faint whiny, “Please Thoma.”

“You want that?” You nodded your head as much as you could with him gripping your jaw. “Wow, who knew one of the great Archons was such a whore, hm?” Your knees felt weak, and when he finally let go of your jaw you almost fell to the floor. One hand still holding the knife, Thoma used his other hand to raise his fingers towards your mouth. You gleefully took his fingers into your mouth, sucking on them as he moaned at the feeling.

“See? Good boys get rewarded, little Archon,” he said, removing his fingers from your lips. “You see that desk over there? I’m going to bend you over it and fuck you full.” Grabbing you by your belt loops, he started to drag you over to said desk, before grabbing your wrists and pinning you to the surface. His free hand began to pull down your bottoms, before spreading your ass for him to see. “I can’t wait to see you dripping with my cum.”

Using his already wet fingers, he began to slip two fingers inside your hole, thrusting and scissoring them in order to stretch you for him. You really wished you could cover your mouth to silence your sounds but his grip on your wrists was too strong. Adding a third finger is really what got you whining, feeling full with just his fingers inside you. Leaning over you, Thoma whispered in your ear, “You think you’re ready for me, hm?”

“Y-yes Thoma, please, I need it, please,” You managed to let out. Your whole body felt so hot, you needed him to fix it. He let go of wrists, and when you heard the sounds of him removing his pants it sends your brain into overdrive. Spitting onto his hand, Thoma wet his cock, lining it up with your stretched hole.

“You really are needy aren’t you,” he said before pushing the head of his cock inside you. Pushing further in, you let out a loud moan. “Wow, my little Archon wants to be fucked so bad, hm?” You nodded quickly, letting out a whimper. Fully seating himself inside you, Thoma groaned before pulling almost all the way out and slamming back inside again, drawing a loud gasp from you. Repeating the action over and over again, Thoma couldn’t help but moan out himself. “Archons, you feel so good, can’t wait to fill you with my cum.”

Your hands scrabbled trying to find something, anything you could grab onto to bring yourself back to reality. “Am I really fucking you so dumb that you need to ground yourself?” He said before leaning down to your ear and groaning, you couldn’t help but whimper at the sound of him. Grabbing and pulling you up to his level, he whispered, “You’re gonna look so pretty when my cum is dripping out of you.”

Fucking into you harder, thrusts growing slowly more sporadic, you could tell he was getting close. But so were you. You reached down to touch yourself before Thoma stopped you, doing it himself. “You gonna cum for me? Alright, cum then,” was all you heard before being pinned down onto the desk and pounded into from behind, letting out a yelp. Within seconds, you were cumming around his cock, moaning out so loudly it could be taken for screaming. The feeling of you tightening around his cock sent Thoma over the edge, cumming inside of you with a groan.

Dragging his hand down your back before pulling out, Thoma stepped back to see the view before him, you bent over a desk, fucked dumb with his cum slowly dripping out of you. “Archons, you are beautiful. All mine.”

#male reader #genshin impact x male reader #male reader smut #ftm reader

[ayyezhongli]

dom student council pres zhongli x troublemaker childe

Guess who’s back :D Back with some zhonchi smut for all u sinners. Note: Theres a lot of spelling errors bc when i wrote this i was telling it to a friend n they said i should post this n i’m too lazy to edit it so yeah! enjoy <3

summary kinda: child did something n is now stuck in detention with zhongli being a kinky president of the student council watching him.

so childe is bored asf n tries seducing zhongli. but childe has always had a crush on zhongli. thats why he misbehaves to get his attention.

so zhongli says “ur here again” n sighs

“yup did you miss me?! dont answer that bc ik you did”

n zhongli sighs again all annoyed n shit

“seems you never learn”

“maybe i’m jus here bc i love n want to see you everyday”

n zhongli taking that as sarcasm rolls his eyes

“i doubt that.”

and so for like 30mins childe is making all these noises to get zhongli’s attention and annoy him which it works. and zhongli having enough of it already decides that he needs to be punished. so he gets up n walks over to the desk childe is sitting at cups his face with his hand grinning

“u rly like to get on my nerves dont you~…..” and childe’s tryna contain himself

“is it working~?”

“idk pretty boy….wanna find out for urself~…..”

n zhongli is like inches away from childe’s face. n childe still keeping his composure decides to tease back hoping to get what he’s longed for for so long.

“idk do i~?….”

and zhongli leans in n jus as hes abt to kiss childe he pulls away and walks back over to the teachers desk and childe is really disappointed bc he thought he finally had it but jus lost it. so zhongli goes back to working on his paperwork while childe is just furious.

”Is this how u treat everyone?! tease them and leave them with nothing. take advantage of us!!”

n zhongli bursts out laughing putting his papers in a neat stack

”ur quite interesting childe, if i said it was jus u would that make u feel better??”

and childe huffs rolling his eyes still rly pissed off.

“did u want more? were you expecting something more from me? something else?”

n childe blushing looks away

“fuck off”

n zhongli gets mad at the response and pulls out one of those long ass rulers n gets up n starts walking to childe.

“thats no way to speak to the student council president. you need to be punished”

so zhongli sets the ruler aside still pissed asf

“get up.” childe ignores.

”get up right now.” childe still ignores.

so zhongli grabs the ruler smacking it against the desk childe is at.

“GET UP RIGHT NOW!”

n childe jumps a little and gets up

“ok ok chill”

so childe walks over to zhongli n stands in front of him.

“im gonna punish n force you into submission until u completely submit to me”

childe laughs

“no way. you really think u can do that? just try”

“oh i will. just watch me”

(a/n: in this fic childe has bright pink sensitive nipples bc ughh 😩🤌🏾 well both of them have bright pink nipples but zhonglis r rly sensitive.)

so zhongli turns childe around n starts grinding against him causing childe to moan ever so slightly.

“do u like that~?”

n childe tryna keep his composure laughs to cover up a moan. n zhongli looks down and grins seeing childe’s hard erection through his clothes.

so zhongli reaches down n starts palming childe causing slightly louder moans to come out of his mouth.

“your so hard for me childe….what a naughty slutty little boy~“

childe loses it bc zhongli is finally saying the things he’s been dreaming of him saying. so zhongli amused starts licking the shell of his ear biting and nibbling it which makes childe blush harder. so zhongli reaches his hand down into childe’s pants and boxers and wraps his hand around childe’s dick which he almost cums. so zhongli starts pumping him n not even 30s he throws his head back on zhonglis shoulder n cums letting out a loud moan

“fuck zhongli~…..”

zhongli smirks very amused

“so quick to cum~ do i rly turn u on that much~?”

n childe fights the urge to nod his head and submit. he’s not going down without a fight.

“no i was just pent up. why would i be for someone like you!!”

zhongli snickers and slides his hands up childes shirt n starts taking it off.

“not submitting yet i see~….”

“did u think it would be that easy asshole? ha!”

so zhongli turns childe around.

“you should just give up now! your not go-“

n zhongli interrupts him with a passionate kiss. a long deep one filled with sexual tension n desire. he leaves childe blushing like crazy and gasping for air.

“what was that? i didnt catch the last part, say that again.”

“i said that i’m never gonna sub-“

n zhongli interrupts him again. same thing happens like 2 more times until childe gives up.

“can u repeat that one more time?”

and childe looks away with a annoyed expression on his face

“glad that shut u up~”

so then zhongli looks childe up and down bites his lip causing childe to blush.

“you’re kinda cute…i think i can use u….”

n childe blushes more

“and these nipples….”

zhongli says while pinching them making childe arch his back and moan loudly.

“they look pink and innocent…but when i pinch n twist them like this…”

childe lets out n even louder moan with a face flushed even more n drool running down the side of his mouth

“….you make such naughty noises and that really turns me on.”

and so zhongli continues pinch n play with them and then starts marking his neck.

“what if i made u mine hmm? my little fuck toy? or how abt pet?? you could be of some use to me….”

and all childe can do is whimper. so zhongli has him bend over on the teachers desk and pulls down childe’s pants. and he like squeezes childes plump round ass and caresses it before grabbing the ruler and spanking him with it which causes childe to moan n cum immediately.

“ur such a slutty masochist”

n childe groans n is like stuttering his words

“w-w-well ur so fucking sadis-“

n zhongli spanks him not with the ruler this time but his hand n childe jus looses it.

“ready to submit….?”

n childe tryna keep the ounce of pride he has left shakes his head.

“no!”

zhongli spanks him again.

“how abt now?”

“No!”

n so zhongli gets an idea n sticks his fingers inside childe’s mouth.

“suck”

childe does so n a minute later zhongli pulls them out.

“what are you gonna d- ahh!”

and zhongli’s fingers are wiggling around inside childe tryna get him prepared. childe has just completely lost it. he’s drooling all over the desk, moaning so loudly that if there was people here they would be able to hear, clinging onto the edge of the desk like his life is on the line.

“f-fuck zhongli…ahhh”

he’s a panting slutty mess. a fee mins later zhongli pulls his fingers out n takes off his own pants and boxers lining himself up to childes entrance. he inserts only the tip of his dick causing childe to go even more crazy if thats even possible n moan so fucking loud. but its been long enough. he wants more. more of zhongli inside him. he wants all. all of zhongli inside him. so he whimpers n cries out zhongli’s name.

“whats the problem sweetheart?”

zhongli says grinning from ear to ear.

“pls..”

childe says desperately

“pls what?”

”pls zhongli i-….”

“you…? gotta tell me what u want otherwise i wont know.”

“pls i want more of u….!!”

“beg for more than.”

“Zhongli pls i want ur cock inside me so bad. pls i’ll do anything!! just fuck me already!!”

“anything…?”

zhongli says slipping half way inside him.

“y-y-yes just pls fuck me!!”

n zhongli, a very satisfied man jus starts pounding into him hitting his g spot every time.

“Fuck! fuck! fuck! FUCK! ZHONGLI PLS SLOW DOWN AHH~!!”

n that only makes zhongli speed up and childe cums like multiple times. after a while, giving a few last thrusts zhongli comes for the second time inside childe. and pulls out while childe just drops to the floor completely unable to move or anything. jus a panting blushing hot slutty mess with zhongli’s cum dripping out of him. all pride lost. pulling his pants and boxers back on zhongli lifts him up to his feet and bc childe has no strength he just falls onto zhongli resting his head on his shoulder.

“now that you’ve completely submit to me, ur all mine~….mine to do whatever i pls with. mine and only mine. No one else….”

and childe jus nods groaning bc of the pain.

”i hope u learned ur lesson now. unless…. you wanna comeback again for another visit…”

n childe jus groans again.

“i see the way you look at me childe….a look filled with lust and desire…its really quite a turn on~….. you look so desperately….so needy….so vulnerable…the amount of times i wanted to bend you over and fuck u so hard until you cant walk is too much to count. i wanted to make you mine so no one else could have that innocent slutty little boy who’s just oozing with sexual desire. any man or woman would get turned on n wanna have there way with you. u needed to be protected and only by me.”

so zhongli grinds his teeth bc of how possessive he is.

“so no one but me can fuck u stupid. and now that ur finally mine…i dont have to worry abt it so much as before”

n so zhongli strokes childe’s hair n plants a kiss on his head.

“you’re my precious little play thing.”

and childe, burying his face into zhongli’s chest smiles bc thats all he ever wanted. and then he looks up at zhongli as zhongli looks down at him smiling.

“zhongli…?”

”yes?”

“if all u said was true….why were u such an asshole to me. you were stricter on me than others, ruder to me than others, tougher on me then others….so why?”

“why?”

zhongli chuckles n childe nods

“to keep a good reputation, but i also wanted to push you, everytime u got angry and gave me attitude it only turned me on. which is why i kept going….does that answer ur question?”

n childe grunts

“u sadistic fuck!”

n zhongli laughs

“says the one who got turned on every time i public humiliated or yelled at you….”

“thats not true!!”

“uh-huh…the sexual energy u admit would become stronger and i could hear your breathing getting heavier with breathy tiny moans and u would always part ur lips slightly and rub ur thighs together and on top of that, ur eyes squint ever so slightly.”

childe was speechless bc this whole time he thought he was being slick.

“w-w-well that doesnt matter!”

childe said huffing and zhongli only chuckled and kissed his head.

“hey childe…”

“what!”

“i love you….”

childe was blushing like crazy. never in a million years did he think zhongli would say that.

“you can’t just go randomly saying those things?!!”

childe said burying his face deeper into zhonglis chest.

“b-but i love you too i guess…”

he mumbled and zhongli smirked.

“look at me.”

childe looked up into zhonglis ambers eyes embarrassed asf.

“wh-wh-what is it?”

“you’re really cute yk.”

n zhongli leaned down slightly and kissed him before he could say anything else. the end :)

thanks for reading and hope you enjoyed even though its formatted weird and kinda sorta a story. 🥰

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[sinner-as-saint]

‘yes daddy.’

Sambucky x Reader 

Run-through: The two soldiers make their way home to you after a long and tiring mission; knowing that only you can take their mind off things and help them wind down. The mission was lengthy and exhausting, leaving them both grumpy and frustrated. And they don’t plan on being gentle with you either… 

Themes: smut, threesome, fluff, sambucky, dirty talk, language, daddy kink

a/n: this is pure filth. I’m not sorry. 

“Stop squirming, kitten. Be good for daddy.” 

Sam’s smooth, deep voice whispered in your ear, making your core tremble in more ways than one. You could only whine in response, throwing your head back onto Sam’s shoulder as you felt the overwhelming sensation in between your legs. It was growing, more and more, taking over you. It had been for the past hour. But in the back of your head you knew you weren’t allowed to cum just yet. Bucky pushed the vibrator further into you, his lips parted and a playful look in his wild blue eyes as he watched you writhe under him. 

“Please daddy… please…” you whined. Desperate and your body damp with sweat. Your mind was a foggy mess. “I’m sorry…” you mumbled out an apology. 

Sam scoffed at your weak apology. “You’re doing so well babygirl,” Bucky murmured, “but you’re not allowed to cum, not after being such a bad little girl while Sam and I were away.” 

Behind you, at Bucky’s words, you felt Sam’s grip tightening on your wrists; keeping them secure in his grasp at your lower back, while his other hand reached around and fondled your breasts. You moaned as Bucky turned the vibrator up and placed it right on top of your entrance, making your legs shake as you tried to close them. But he was kneeling right in between them, with his metal arm pressing your hips down on the bed, so there was not much you could do. You had nowhere to escape, you absolutely had to endure the sweet torture. You earned it. 

Sam and Bucky were gone for 2 weeks, on a long mission. And they left one rule for you to follow - you were not to touch yourself, or pleasure yourself sexually in any way because that was “their job.” Did you abide by it? Absolutely not. And you were also careless enough to leave all your toys out in the open - which was the first thing they saw once they stepped into your shared bedroom. So now you were being ‘punished’. 

You whined in pleasure, but Bucky quickly shut you up by pushing his metal fingers past your lips. “Aww, what is it baby? Is it too hard to hold back?” he cooed and pulled his fingers out and then pushed them back in again. “Well then you should’ve been a good girl when you were asked to.” Bucky taunted, smirking and wiggling the wand a little and making you whine louder. And to add on to your sweet torture, Sam trailed his hand down from your chest to your core and gently circled your clit with his two fingers. 

“You made us a promise, kitten. Then you went on and broke it.” Sam growled in your ear as he unexpectedly smacked you right on your clit, making you bite your lip and moan loudly. “When did you start acting like such a brat, huh?” his fingers circled your clit lazily as he spoke, “Maybe we’ve been too easy on you, isn’t it?” he nibbled on the shell of your ear, “Spoil you too much, don’t we kitten?” 

His voice made your damp body tremble. You were aching, desperate, your body burning with desire and need. But the soldiers were hell bent on teaching you a lesson. Your thighs trembled as Bucky messed with you. He changed the setting on the wand, making it more intense while Sam teased your clit, and tilted your head back and kissed you like he owned you; pushing his tongue past your lips and stroking the top of your mouth. You whimpered in pleasure. 

Bucky pulled his fingers from your mouth and grabbed your jaw rather harshly, making you open your eyes and face him. “Sam’s right. We’ve been spoiling you too much.” you shivered at the tone of his voice. Deep. Angry. Hot. He held your stare as he spoke, making you whine just from the intensity of his eyes. “From now on, you’re gonna have to beg nicely for everything.” He scoffed. 

Bucky moved the vibrator around while Sam kissed down your neck. You felt the pressure forming in between your legs, again and you desperately tried to chase your orgasm. Bucky noticed and lifted the vibrator off you, denying you your release yet again. You cried out, hazy with lust, “Please daddy, I’ll be a good girl I promise…” 

You earned yourself a smack on your thighs from Sam. “Quiet.” he growled in your ear, “You’re gonna take everything that we give you, you hear me?” Sam’s voice reverberated and it gave you chills even despite being trapped in between their body heat. “Answer me, kitten.” he said, sternly. 

You gasped at the tone he used. “Yes, daddy.” 

“Good girl.” 

 You were a mess trapped in between them. Your moans muffled either by one of their mouths on yours, or their fingers pushed inside your mouth trying to keep you quiet. Tears of frustration streamed down your face as they kept teasing you; keeping you right on the edge but not letting you come undone. You were a tear-stained mess in no time. They had been teasing you relentlessly for God knows how long now. With toys, their mouths, their hands, Sam even made you ride his thigh at some point all while Bucky teased you with his cold, metal fingers until you were a whimpering mess, unable to speak coherently. 

“Did you learn your lesson baby? Do you promise to be a good girl now and listen to daddy?” Bucky asked as Sam wiggled the wand around. They had switched positions at some point and they could both tell that you had reached your limit and you couldn’t take it anymore. 

You nodded quickly, forcing your eyes open to look into Sam’s mesmerising dark brown eyes. “Say it kitten, say you’re sorry.” he whispered, leaning down to kiss you briefly. You moaned into the kiss and whimpered as he pulled away. 

“I’m sorry daddy,” you cried. “I’ll be good I promise, just please-,” you cut yourself off by moaning loudly when Sam tossed the toy aside and replaced it with his warm mouth. 

His tongue slowly circling around your throbbing clit and licking down, parting your wet folds with ease. He poked at your entrance with his tongue and your body felt hotter than earlier. You felt his tongue stroke your most sensitive parts. “I missed tasting your sweet little cunt so much…” he looked up at you and found you with your eyes shut, head thrown back in pleasure. “Look at me.” He ordered and the authority in his voice made you tremble. 

You looked down in between your legs and found Sam settle in between them. His strong arms wrapped around your thighs as he ate you out like a mad man, unrestrained and focused on making you lose your mind. Meanwhile, Bucky turned your head to the side, kissing you without a care in the world while he pinched and toyed with your nipples. You moaned into his mouth and you could feel him smirk into the kiss. 

“Too much, is it babygirl?” he mumbled against your lips as he felt your body tremble against him. Sam was relentless and you weren’t going to last too long and they both knew that. You nodded at Bucky with a pleading look on your face, feeling the pressure build nicely in between your hips again. 

“Please…” you cried out, whimpering and begging them to take you already. You could no longer deal with this teasing. Sam smirked as he kissed along your inner thighs before getting back to where you needed him the most. Your arousal coated the lower half of his face, but he didn’t mind it one bit. You whined and whimpered; with your legs wrapped around his head. 

“Come for me kitten, come for daddy.” Sam whispered against your wet folds, his warm breath making you shiver. His piercing eyes watched you cautiously as you let go and came all over his tongue, moaning and whimpering as you did. 

Bucky growled as he watched you come undone, he could no longer take it either. He barely gave you enough time to recover as he positioned you in between him and Sam again. 

You found yourself on all fours in the middle of the bed, with Sam in front of you; his cock in your mouth while Bucky pushed into you from behind. Sam groaned as you took him into your mouth as much as you could; he held your face gently and watched you intently with parted lips how you took him so perfectly. He grunted and hissed in pleasure as struggled just a little to fit him into your mouth.

Bucky was just as focused; your soaking cunt wrapped around his cock perfectly, your walls inviting him in just how he liked it. “Fuck… babygirl you feel so tight around daddy’s big cock.” Bucky mumbled as he pulled out and pushed all the way back into you. His actions caused your mouth to move along Sam’s thick cock and that elicited a loud groan out of him. 

You looked up at Sam, and your walls clenched around Bucky as the noises left his mouth. Sam held your face gently and slowly pushed himself deeper in and out of your mouth. You bobbed your head around his tip; taking him in until he hit the back of your throat. You felt all of him; his smooth skin, his raw taste, and you repeated your actions again and again, hollowing your cheeks when needed. Bucky pounded into you from behind. He groaned and grunted as he filled you up entirely; your ass cheek pressing into his pelvic bone as he rammed his cock in and out of you incessantly; groaning and grunting as your warmth wrapped around him perfectly.

Sam came first, coming undone all over your tongue and watching you swallow all of him, while Bucky sped up into you, chasing his orgasm as well. He moaned when he felt your walls clench around him, squeezing and milking him as he went. You felt the familiar pressure forming again in no time, given you were already so desperate and needy. Sam finally pulled his cock from your mouth and tugged on your hair so you looked up at him. Your whole body shook as Bucky pounded relentlessly into you from behind. Sam smirked as he looked into your eyes.

“You secretly love being treated like this, don’t you kitten?” Sam whispered, and half of his words didn’t even make sense because Bucky was fucking your brains out at the same time. Sam smirked. You couldn’t hold back anymore, Bucky was stretching you out just how you liked it and it was hard to hold back anymore. “Beg for it, come on.” Sam let go of your face and you whimpered at the loss of his warm touch. 

So you begged. Wantonly, without any shame. 

“Daddy, may I please come?” you whined, closing your eyes and leaning forward, pressing your forehead to Sam’s abdomen. 

Bucky grunted, and you felt his cock throb against your walls. You tightened around him, and he groaned, “Cum for me babygirl,” he whispered under his breath before coming undone just seconds later; buried deep within you; growling and mumbling profanities as he came. 

You came right after, moaning and trembling between them both. Sam caressed your face and wiped your tears away as you allowed your orgasm to wash over you. Your body trembled. You could still feel Sam’s in your mouth while Bucky pulled out and watched his cum trickle out of you and onto the sheets. You were panting and whimpering, and luckily they held you up otherwise you would have collapsed on the bed completely. 

Sam grabbed you by the shoulders and held your trembling body against his warm one. “You okay, kitten?” he whispered in your ear as you hid your face into the crook of his neck. Your heart was still racing, and your body was throbbing but you nodded. 

“Thank you daddy.” you added. Sam wrapped his strong arms around you but given by the way he chuckled, you could tell they weren’t entirely done with you yet. 

And that’s how you found yourself trapped in between the two soldiers you loved so much. Sam was behind you while Bucky was in front. Bucky gripped your hips and settled your body right in between him and Sam. You could tell by the look in their eyes that they couldn’t wait to fuck you at the same time.

You whimpered, your core throbbing and sore but ready for them at the same time. Your heart raced like crazy. You were worn out, but desperate still. Sam went first; he lathered his cock with the lube and toyed with your hole for a bit before he pushed his thick cock slowly into you. The lube made it easier for him to fill you up and he had you whimpering and moaning in no time. Your moans were shameless and obscene.

You whimpered and you leaned forward and rested your forehead on Bucky’s shoulder to steady yourself, but before you could catch your breath and adjust to Sam’s size, Bucky guided his cock over to your folds and pushed himself into you as well. 

All three of you moaned at the same time once they were both seated into you. You felt your holes stretching with both of their cocks inside of you and you felt so full that you could barely talk. You gripped Bucky’s arm tightly and leaned your head back onto Sam’s shoulder. Trying to accommodate both of them inside you was always exciting and your ability to think straight was long gone.

Sam placed a gentle kiss on your temple and you felt his hands grip your waist as he moved in and out of you gently. Bucky kissed along your jaw and down your neck as he did the same. They moved in and out of you with a comfortable pace which created a momentum; granting all of you the pleasure you desperately needed. Especially you, given they had teased you for hours probably. 

Your walls clenched equally tight around each of them and the wet sounds your bodies made were sinful enough to make you almost lose your mind. Sam bit down on your shoulder, whispering how good you felt while his arm tightened around you and he firmly placed his palm against your abdomen, right above your core. He could feel each one of Bucky’s thrust and the bulge which formed each time Bucky’s thick cock filled you up. So did you; moaning at how full you felt.

“This will teach you better than to break our rules, babygirl.” 

All you could focus on was their voices, their moans and their body heat as it wrapped around you. They knew just what you needed, and they gave you just that without any shame. They both moved perfectly against you, your heart beats and breaths in sync. You felt the pressure growing in between your legs again, and you could no longer hold it back anymore. 

“You’re close, aren’t you?” 

You were sensitive and needy. You felt your walls clenching around both of them, and your eyes rolled to the back of your head while you came violently around both of them. You cried out; with actual tears streaming down your face and you whimpered as they kept going even after you came; pounding into you from both sides and chasing their own release. The sounds of the moans and grunts coming from them made your body tingle, and you throbbed still.

Bucky came right after you with a loud moan, which you could swear was the hottest thing you ever heard. Sam came after both of you, panting as he carefully slipped out of you; letting his cum drip down your skin again. You whimpered when Bucky pulled out of you, you felt his cum oozing out of your folds and dripping down your thighs.

Your body felt heavy and limp, so you just leaned back against Sam while Bucky kissed your lips roughly. You were sure you would be sore even tomorrow. Sam wrapped his arms tightly around you and kissed your temple. “You did so well, baby.” he whispered against your skin and kissed the side of your face.

 --

You woke up the next morning still trapped in between the two men, under the covers this time. Limbs tangled with one another but that was okay. You smiled as you felt their hands on you. Both of their arms wrapped around you and holding you close to them. You opened your eyes and found that they were both still asleep. So you tried to wiggle your way out of their grip and out of bed so you could go downstairs and make them a big breakfast since it was their first day back. 

But as soon as you moved a bit, you felt both of their arms tighten around you. You groaned in defeat, given you wouldn’t be able to surprise them with breakfast anymore. 

“Where do you think you’re going, baby?” Sam mumbled and pulled you back to where you were initially, close against his warm chest. 

“Running away?” Bucky whispered and leaned in to kiss your forehead, scooting closer to you and Sam. 

“Nooo,” you protested, bringing both of their hands up to your lips so you could kiss their knuckles. “I was gonna make breakfast.” 

Bucky smiled sleepily at you. “There’s no need, baby. We can go out for breakfast later. Come here,” he pulled you into him, Sam’s arm still around you. “I missed you so much. We both did.” he confessed. 

“I missed you too. Both of you.” you mumbled against his neck. “And I’m sorry I broke our rule.” you pouted, but then giggled when you felt Sam gently tickling your sides. 

“It’s okay baby, you’re forgiven.” Sam whispered and kissed the back of your neck. “As always, you little brat.” 

“At least try to hide it when you’re being a little rebel next time, okay?” Bucky taunted, and he earned himself a dirty look and a pout from you. He laughed when he saw it. Sam chuckled as well. 

“You guys are mean.” you tried to get up again but they pulled you back into bed and tickled the hell out of you until you were crying laughing and gasping for air. 

Sure, they were a handful. But you were glad they were home, finally.

#bucky barnes #sam wilson #sambucky #bucky barnes x reader #sam wilson x reader #bucky barnes smut #sam wilson smut #the winter soldier

[sleepysnk]

i just had to make another dilf Jean fic, these are so much fun to write. i hope you all enjoy! ❤

Only Mine

Pairings: Jean Kirstein x Fem!Reader

Warnings: NSFW

The sound of the mattress creaking and skin to skin contact was the only noise coming from Jean's room as he pounded into (Y/N) at a quick pace. 

"Jean! 'S too much.." she cried, squeezing her eyes shut. 

Jean leaned down to meet her face. "It's too much? C'mon baby.. take my dick.. I know you can, sweet girl." he cooed, playing with her nipple. 

He loved seeing her crumble beneath him like this, the two had been at it for the last 30 minutes or so, and he didn't have any plan of stopping anytime soon. 

Jean had finally gotten the opportunity to pounce on her, she had been such a brat all week, and he finally decided to do something about it. He had enough after today, so he decided to show his baby he wasn't to be messed with.

"Jean! Yes! Right there.." she whimpered, bucking her hips into his. 

He used his thumb to play with her swollen clit. "Shit.. you look so fucking hot like this princess, all fucked out for your daddy," he said. "I wanna fuck you so good.."

Her walls suddenly fluttered around him, she was getting close, but Jean didn't want her to cum just yet. She needed to learn her lesson after acting out all week.

It all started when Jean came home from work a little later than usual, he had a long day at the office and (Y/N) wasn't exactly the happiest. She gave him an attitude and completely ignored what he had to say, Jean was used to her mood swings or changes in behavior, it happened and he knew how to deal with it. 

It didn't stop there though.

Jean tried a little later in the week to tease her or play around, but for some reason, she just wasn't having it. She pushed him away and told him to leave her alone, she mentioned that she didn't want any part of his 'childish' games he played. It totally caught him off guard, especially since she had seemed to be in a good mood all day. She gave his children better treatment.

He started to catch on to what she was doing when he noticed the skirt she wore when he took her out days prior. It was short, revealing, he swore he could see her ass whenever she walked, and it attracted a lot of attention. It drove him mad whenever a guy would stare, that was his sugar baby, not someone else's. 

The final straw was when she was talking to his coworker, Eren, a little too much for his liking. Jean saw the way Eren's green eyes stared at the swell of her breasts, or the way (Y/N) bent down in front of him. The sight alone made Jean want to drag her away and fuck her in the car, but instead he kept his cool and made her think nothing of it.

As soon as they got home, Jean took the opportunity while his kids were gone to have his time with her. That behavior didn't fly with Jean one bit, and he wanted to show her that she couldn't get away with it; not this time.

Here he was, fucking her brains out on the bed, and she was begging for it. She begged for his cock to be inside her from the moment he pressed her on the bed. 

"Are you going to cum beautiful? Fuck.. I can feel you getting close," he groaned, thrusting his hips into her at a fast pace. 

She locked her ankles around his waist. "M-More, please, more Jean!" 

It took Jean by surprise that she locked him around her, but he couldn't care less, he wanted to make her feel so good she wouldn't be able to think of him for next week without throbbing. 

He slowed his movements, leaning down to her face and pressing a kiss onto her lips. Her lips were wet and warm, small moans escaped from them, and Jean took the opportunity to explore her mouth. 

Her fingers went into his hair, bringing his face closer to hers. His movements slowed, his cock grinded against her g-spot, making her eyes see white. 

"J-Jean!" she moaned, digging her nails into his scalp. 

"That's right, moan my name princess, tell me who fucks this pretty pussy," he said, rubbing her clit. 

She looked away, her face falling towards the side of the pillow. It was becoming too much, she was so close, if he pulled away again she'd go mad. 

Suddenly, her face was turned towards his. Jean's thumb pressed into her lips, spit dribbling down her cheek. 

"Look at me."

Her eyes looked into his honey ones. "Y-You.. Jean! I'm yours," 

A smirk formed onto his face. "That's right.. I'm the only one who can make you cum, you're mine." 

She squirmed beneath him, her thighs trembling and her vision growing hazy. That familiar knot in her stomach snapped, her walls creaming around his dick. 

"Good girl," he praised, putting his attention towards her throbbing cunt. "You want me to fill you up princess?"

All she could do was shake her head, her mind was too cloudy to even form sentences at that point. 

Jean's dick twitched inside of her, his thrusts grew a bit rougher and his groans started to get louder. 

"I'm gonna cum!" he said, throwing his head back. 

His cum shot into her, the sticky white fluid coating her walls and filling her to the brim. Jean sat there for a moment, catching his breath and trying to recover from his orgasm. 

He looked down at (Y/N), her lips were puffy and her eyes were half-lidded; a lazy smile took over her features. 

"Give me a kiss," Jean said, leaning down and pressing his lips against hers. 

She put her hands around his neck, he was warm, a layer of sweat lingered on his skin. It made his skin seem like it was shining in the light. 

He collapsed next to her, his hand finding its way around her waist. "You feeling okay?" he asked, looking into her eyes. 

"Yeah, I'm fine, I'm just really tired now." she giggled.

He chuckled, "That's normal, hold on a sec, let me get my phone."

She watched him stand up and make his way to the dresser near the bed. He seemed focused on whatever he was doing, she then heard a ping from her own cell phone, which she had left on the nightstand. 

She reached over and grabbed it, the screen lighting up her face; a familiar notification had popped up.

You have received $5000!

Her eyes averted up towards Jean who had a smirk on his face. "Come on, let's get cleaned up. We gotta go pick up the kids," he said, tossing her one of his shirts. 

She sat up, taking his shirt and putting it on. "Okay.." she mumbled. 

Jean took her hand to help her up off of the bed, before she exited the room Jean put his hand around her waist, stopping her in her tracks.

"We're not finished just yet.. when we get home you better be quiet," he whispered.

A chill went down her spine. "Good luck with that," she smirked, making her way out of the room.

Jean shook his head, a grin forming onto his face. "We'll see about that.."

#anime #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #aot x y/n #aot x reader #aot imagines #aot fanfiction #snk x y/n #snk x reader #snk imagines #snk fanfiction #shingeki no kyoujin fanfiction #jean kirstein #jean kirstein x reader #jean x reader #attack on titan fanfiction #anime fanfic #aot smut #jean smut

[introloves]

H....hard dom oikawa with a brat pleathe 🤲

yeth anything 4 u 🥺

— hard dom! oikawa + deep throating + breath play + punishments (no reward) + oikawa calls reader ‘kitten’ + facefucking + brat! reader + gn! reader

he doesnt know why you make it so difficult. if you had just kept your mouth shut, and taken it like a good little thing, he would have had to shove his cock down your throat.

it was the only way to simmer down that bite your words had. the hand keeping your face pressed against his pelvis, nose digging into the coarse hair there tightened when you tried to pull away. he simply scoffed at your attempt- knowing there wasnt any way he’d let you up just yet, not when your cheeks were clear of any tears.

“ah ah ah- do that again, and i wont be happy kitten.” tooru huffed, blowing his hair from his face, keeping his gaze zeroed in on you- waiting for your eyes to start glazing over, eyelids fluttering shut before he finally let you off. letting you slump against his thigh, nails raking down his thigh as you drooled everywhere, sputtering at the way his long cock was buried down your throat just seconds ago.

“f-fuck...” you wheezed, wincing with the way your vocal chords seemed to grind unpleasantly against one another, “you.”

tooru laughed, hand coming to rest against the crown of your head.

“hm, still haven’t learned your lesson huh?” he questioned, fisting your hair, tugging you off his thigh, making you look up at him as he leaned down- the shiny length of his cock bobbed between the two of you, a dribble of precum dangled from his red cockhead- if you hadn’t been so bratty, unwilling to comply, you’d have salivated at the mere sight.

however, it send a chilling heat straight down your spine as he took himself in his fist, not bothering to stave off the impending orgasm that was coming- if he came, he’d just leave you there, tummy full of his cum, letting you think about your actions.

near muscle memory brought him back to your mouth, sliding in with ease and he groaned at the sound you made once the tip of his cock breached the curve of your throat-

“g-gunna fuck that attitude straight out your throat kitten-“ he snarled, starting the piston of his hips, eyes rolling when he sees the swell of him down your throat. it looks painful, and he bets it is, watching you shut your eyes tight, hands balled into a fist against the flexing muscle of his legs.

a shaky hand comes down to wrap around it- seeing you squirm at the press of your bulging throat was what truly did him in. he couldnt help but once again push your head down, throwing his head back as his cock jumped in your mouth, pulling himself out so all his cum landed directly in your mouth- he didnt want you to go without getting a taste of it, it’d be a waste to just dump it directly down your throat.

“bratty little kitty- could’ve had all this cum inside your hole- but now its stuffing your mouth.” oikawa grunted, stilling his hips while you finally caved, sealing your lips tight around him, not wanting any of it to dribble past.

your efforts didnt go unnoticed, it had him smile thinking for a bit to let you get away with the all the snapping you’d done- but it simply wasn’t enough.

he unlatched you, limp cock falling against his thigh, dribbles of his cum spilling from your lips and he grunted at the way you pitched forward, trying to catch it.

“god, you’re so good to me sometimes, so good.” he murmured, leaning down to pat your cheek; once, twice- and turning around with shaky legs.

“n-no!” you coughed, reaching for him, scrambling around to keep him- you’d be good, you promise, but you couldn’t say anything with a ruined throat.

he’d be back eventually, you just had to stay there and be a good kitty till he did.

#oikawa #oikawa tooru #oikawa smut #haikyuu smut #oikawa x reader smut #oikawa x reader #oikawa x you #oikawa x y/n #haikyuu x reader smut #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu oikawa #smut #drabble #requests

[fandom-puff]

Sleep-Talking

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Reader

Requested by: 2 anons (I combined the requests bc they basically asked for the same thing :))

Gif creds to owner

Warnings: daddy kink, rough sex, squirting

As Fred’s eyes fluttered open, he smiled softly. You were snuggled into his side, your leg slung over his thigh, head tucked into his chest. He hadn’t noticed you sneaking into his dorm in the middle of the night, and he really wasn’t complaining.

Smiling contentedly and only hearing the soft breathing of you and the snoring of his twin (it was the Christmas holidays, and you were the only ones in his dorm) he was about to nod back off for a good old lie-in when he heard-

“Hmmm... Fred... daddy...”

His eyebrows shot straight up into his ginger hair as he looked down at you. To top off your soft whimpers which were slightly muffled by his jumper, you had began grinding on his thighs, and he felt his cock twitching with interest as he felt your wetness soaking through his pyjama pants. He certainly hadn’t heard that one before...

You moaned softly and shuddered with your climax, eyes opening slowly as you woke, quickly becoming flustered as you saw Fred’s smirk.

“I think, dear Yn... that you ought to meet Daddy in the room of requirement after lunch, don’t you?”

“Y-yes,” you whispered, biting your lip.

“Good girl. I’m going for a shower. No touching.”

***

The few hours you had to wait until after lunch stretched out for an almost unbearably long time. When you finally saw Fred again (for he had been getting up to no good with George and Lee Jordan) you were practically humming with energy, very excited to see what he had in store for you.

But Fred didn’t seem to be in too much of a hurry to finish his meal, occasionally chatting across the table, taking a second portion of this and that. You rubbed your foot along his calf gently, hoping to catch his attention, but he didn’t seem too bothered that you were rubbing your thighs together. When he finally cleared his plate, he guided you upstairs to the room og requiremebt, not saying a word until you were inside.

“So, daddy, huh?” He grinned. “How do you want to play this, YN?” He asked, backing you into a wall.

“I...” you mumbled. “Be rough with me, Fred... s-spank my ass... degrade me a little... control me. Then after I need... I’d like... like for you to take care of me,”

Fred nodded and kissed your forehead. “I think I can do that darling. Usual safeword?” He asked and you nodded. “Right then. Have you been touching yourself, even when I asked you to wait?”

You pressed your lips together and shook your head quickly. But Fred arched his brows. “Are you lying to me, YN?” He asked you sternly. You gulped. “Because I’m sure I saw you rubbing those thighs together at dinner... were you trying to get some friction on your needy little clit, hmm?”

“Y-ues...” you breathed, biting your lip hard.

“Yes what, YN?”

“Yes, daddy!” You whimpered, already panting. Fred smirked and with a snap of his fingers, most of your clothes were off. You stood in front of him, in thigh high socks and small, frilly white knickers, but apart from that you were bare, your nipples pebbling from the chill. Fred smirked, tweaking them gently before cupping your cheeks.

“You’ve been rather naughty, don’t you think, Sweetheart? Lying to daddy, trying to get off... I think... I think a good spanking might do just the trick,” he mused and you let out a soft, needy whimper as he pulled you over to an armchair that the room had conjured, pushing you over his lap. “15 should do, I think, love?” He smirked, massaging the globes of your arse, squeezing them gently. “You will count, and thank me for each one, like a good girl, okay? Verbal answers, darling,”

“Y-yes, daddy, please!” You moaned out, pushing your arse up eagerly to him, letting out a cry as his hand struck your cheek. “One... thank you daddy!” You moaned, arching your back. By the tenth hit, you were kicking your legs like a brat and with the 15th ‘thank you, daddy,’ you had tears rubbing down your face, and arousal oozing down from between your thighs.

“Good girl,” Fred hummed, hoisting you upright and kissing you gently. “Took your spanking so well. Have you learned your lesson, Princess?”

“ I-I have, daddy,” you whimpered, nuzzling into his neck. “P-please, can we carry on?” you moaned, bucking your hips slightly. Fred laughed gently, easing your thighs apart.

“You asked very nicely,” he observed, slowly dipping his fingers between your soaking folds. “Hmm... do you hear that, darling? Hear how wet you are, all for daddy?” He smirked, fingering you slowly, obscene squelching noises filling the room along with your own soft moans. “I think this tight little pussy needs a good fucking, don’t you, sweetheart? Do you want daddy to fill up your little hole with his cock?”

You moaned lewdly and nodded, letting Fred guide you into your hands and knees on the simple bed. “There’s a good girl,” he grunted, holding your thighs apart as he plunged into your dripping core, moving to tighten his grip on your waist and hips, his thumbs pressing into the small of your back. You cried out as he began pounding into you and you fell forward onto your chest, arching so that your arse was pushed up to him. He planted a few firm slaps to your cheeks, admiring the jiggle as he fucked you, before reaching around to rub circles into your clit, groaning loudly as you yelped, your lusty cry filled with desire. “Please! Please, please, daddy! Please may I cum, please!” You begged, your whole body trembling. When Fred growled ‘yes’ your tight walls clamped impossibly tighter around Fred’s twitching cock, pulsing rapidly as your clit throbbed. Grunting, Fred continued to fuck you harder, and gasped out his own orgasm as your second, more intense one was rushing through your body, squirting out of you, all over the bedsheets as you collapsed forward, feeling the comforting weight of Fred laying atop you.

It took you both a moment to catch your breath, and as you came crashing down from your high, you leg out a weak, pleasured sob, nuzzling into his side. “Th-thank you, Freddie,” you whimpered, hiding your face in his chest as he instinctively wrapped his arms around you. “That was... b-better than I thought it would ever be,”

Fred smirked softly and kissed the top of your head. “Anything for you princess,” he murmured. “Accio washcloth. Just gonna clean you up a bit, darling,” he sakd softly, mopping his cum from your sensitive cunt (you let out a little moan at that) and wiping the beads of your squirt up from your thighs. “All done,” he said softly, vanishing the cloth and pulling you closer to him once more. “I’m so proud of you, sweetheart, you took that so well... bloody brilliant you are-“

But when he looked down, your eyes had shut and a blissed out expression was etched on your face as you slept. Fred hummed, resting his chin on your head, wondering what new kink this nap would reveal, should you start sleep-talking again.

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[tyongvc]

— possessive ; j.jh

[!] teasing, edging, fingering, unprotected sex

"you're such a fucking asshole, jaehyun," you exclaimed as your boyfriend was forcing you to change while you spend like hours to get ready.

"i said, you're not going out in this," he repeated his words. "the dress is way too short and revealing. there won't be only the members but also a few idols from other groups."

"so, you don't trust me or what?"

"of course, i trust you, baby. it's them i don't trust," he insisted and you sighed. he was right, and you knew it.

"no," you still said, too lazy to find a new dress and get ready again. it would take way too much time.

"fine. but if any guy looks at you in a wrong way, you're going to regret even coming with me tonight," he threatened you.

"don't worry, that won't happen," you answered him.

you already regret not listening to your over-protective boyfriend.

there were so many male idols looking at all the girls in the small club where only a few exclusive idols were invited to. their gazes were almost creepy and you didn't know what jaehyun would do to you if something bad would happen.

"what did i tell you?", jaehyun practically growled into your ear, his arms around your waist and you actually enjoyed his skinship. you didn't really care if there were other people around you. since your relationship was already public, both of you were even more chill about doing couple-ish things outside.

"jaehyun-ah!", jungkook grinned as he saw his friend, and your boyfriend let go of your body to hug his friend.

"hey there", jaehyun smiled and put his arm around you again, he was almost being possessive over you.

"y/n! you look stunning!", jungkook complimented you. you grinned as you hugged him as well; being jaehyun's girlfriend made you get closer with some of jaehyun's friends as well. being a model at one of the most famous and successful model agencies, you also had a few known friends around who got closer with jaehyun.

“thank you, dear! i love this dress, but jaehyun thinks it is too short… what do you think?”, you asked him and smirked, knowing that it would rile jaehyun up. he already was pissed at the fact that you didn’t listen to him. usually, he never had anything against the fact that you were dressing like that. if you do it when you’re alone together.

“it looks beautiful! i think it was one of your dresses from the agency, right?”, jungkook asked you, he really knew you well at this point. you nodded as you smiled before you felt jaehyun’s tight grip on your arm.

“babe, let’s go, i want to introduce you to someone”, he glared at jungkook for a second, his tongue pressing against his cheek. he was mad and you could already sense his anger and jealousy. you grinned at jungkook who seemed to understand your intention and he mouthed at ‘have fun tonight’ towards you.

“who do you want to – whoa calm down, tiger”, you laughed as he pushed you against the nearest wall as he finally leads you to a more private part of the club.

“you won’t be laughing much when we get back home”, he growled against your ear. you couldn’t stop your grin and put your arms around him.

“are you jealous, baby? why are you jealous? i didn’t do anything”, your voice was soft and calming but you knew exactly that he wasn’t someone easy to calm down. he usually could only calm down when you let him fuck you. you always let him, jaehyun always got whatever he wanted. he chuckled, shaking his head.

“you have no idea what you’re letting yourself into”, his voice was so deep that it made you shiver and you felt your panties get wetter. “watch your mouth or nothing can stop me.”

“maybe…”, you said, softly brushed a single strand of his hair out of his face. “maybe i don’t want you to stop.”

“that’s it, we’re leaving”, jaehyun was using that voice on you. “we’re fucking leaving.”

“please, calm down first. can you even drive? didn’t you drink just a bit ago?”, you asked him, making sure that he won’t drive while being intoxicated.

“no, i didn’t. but you were flirting with jungkook so much before, so i shouldn’t be surprised that you didn’t notice”, he was mad. you hoped that he wasn’t actually mad but would calm down later on. it hadn’t been your intention to have him mad, you only wanted a proper fuck and relax later in your boyfriend’s arms.

“baby, i wasn’t flirting with him. jungkook is my dearest friend but it never would be anything more. i’m yours and yours only. always”, you promised him and put your hand on his cheek. you planted a soft kiss on his lips which seemed to calm him a little down.

“let’s just… stay a little more and then leave. however, don’t think that i’m done with you. you will learn your lesson later when we’re home”, he softly threatened you. you smiled before you took his hand and went back to the party.

“oh fuck, babe, slow down”, you moaned while he continued fucking three of his fingers into your cunt, his veiny hands were quick. “please, please, let me cum.” you started begging.

“slow down? are you sure, baby?”, his grin was bright. jaehyun was lying on top of you while he was thrusting his fingers in and out of you in a very quick pace. “if i slow down, i swear, i won’t ever pick up the pace again.”

your eyes widened and you shook your head, wanting to let him make a mess out of you until you couldn’t breathe anymore and your legs were twitching due to the overstimulation. if jaehyun was mad, he would fuck you so many times until he was exhausted – and as an idol he had an amazing stamina. jaehyun would go slowly once in a while, all gentle and lazily, but only a bit later he would slam into you and make you suffer with edging you over and over again.

“that’s what i thought, baby”, he smiled innocently. he then pulled his fingers out of your cunt before he started to kiss down your body. his tongue swirled around one of your nipples, his fingers pinching the other one. the moans you let out were like music for his ears, he couldn’t get enough of listening to you letting out these beautiful sounds.

he continued kissing down your belly and planted a kiss below your navel. jaehyun was slowly stroking over your soft skin, he was a little lost in thoughts until you ranked your nails through his hair and pulled him up.

“don’t. just fuck me”, you asked him and hooked your legs around his waist. he smirked for a second before he roughly pinned your wrists against the pillows and finally slammed into you. your eyes rolled back and you cried out in pleasure.

“baby”, his groans were deep and breathily. “fuck, you feel so good.” jaehyun barely cursed – but when he did, it was the hottest thing you could ever listen to. it was making you feel so lightheaded and it felt like there butterflies all in your tummy.

jaehyun dug his fingers into your hips while he fucked into you, his hips were moving in a quick pace to make you cum as quick as possible before he would pull out his surprise for you. jaehyun’s smirk was so bright that you wondered what he was planning to do.

your body started to tense up and when shockwaves went through your body, you didn’t stop cursing; more like, you couldn’t stop. after a while, you finally calmed down, closing your eyes as you deeply breathed in and out.

suddenly, you felt jaehyun to pull your wrists towards the edge of the bed and felt something cold on your wrists. when you checked them, you saw that they were tied up to the bedframe. you pulled against them, not understanding what was going on.

“you didn’t really think that i would let you come and we would be all happy? first of all, i didn’t come yet. second of all… baby, no”, he chuckled. “we’re not quite done yet.” that was the last thing your boyfriend said before he pushed his cock inside of you again, making you moan out loudly.

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[lavishedinjimin]

bts reaction -> their girlfriends acting bratty

> all of the gifs I use in every reaction posts aren’t mine! just wanting to clear that out of the way. <

UNEDITED

Namjoon: 

"Baby, shhh, quiet, quiet," Namjoon giggles, pressing his index finger against his lips to signal you to keep quiet across the room. He sits on the couch with his legs crossed, on a phone-call meeting with his members while he gawks at you with a stern glare. 

You were wearing a short skirt, obviously teasing him all because of your playful mood. "Joon..." you teasingly moan, slowly bending over until the hem of your skirt hikes up your skin. Namjoon clenches his jaw, leaning back on the couch as he unconsciously manspreads. He lifts his arm up on the cushions behind him, observing your actions like a predator. 

You like how he reacted so you lift your skirt up with your hand, showing him your panties. Giggling when he bites his lip, you wiggle your ass in front of him without any second thoughts. 

But as soon as he puts the phone down, you let out a shriek when he unexpectedly grabs you by the waist and forcing you down to sit on his lap. Namjoon chuckles menacingly, wrapping a hand around your throat as he presses your back against his chest. "Someone wants attention," he whispers in your ear with a smirk, "If you want my attention so bad, baby, you could've just asked. Not make me stutter my fucking words when I'm on a call." 

Seokjin: 

Seokjin was exhausted from working all day, but yet he still finds the time to cook you dinner as a surprise. You didn't hear him enter your apartment as he just started to prepare the ingredients. Yawning here and there, he fights back the urge to just lay down on the couch and sleep until the morning, just to treat his baby girl. 

"Babe!" your voice startles him for a moment, but it warms his heart finally seeing you. Embracing him in a backhug, your eyes expand as you take an inhale of the delicious food he's cooking. 

"Why didn't you tell me you're gonna cook, babe?" you pout, "Let me help you at least!" You take the pan away from him, ignoring his "no's". 

“No thank you, Y/n. Be a good girl and just wait for me, okay?" He gives you a kind smile, although you furrow your eyebrows at him. 

"Noooooo! You're tired, Seokjin. Just rest for a couple of hours. I can skip dinner!" 

"Y/n," he sighs deeply, "baby just sit on the couch and wait, okay? Let me do this." 

"No, Seokjin! You're tired and I—" 

"Listen to me," he warns with a stern voice, eyes burning holes into yours. You gulp in pure nervousness. "I love you baby, but just let me take care of you. I don't want you worrying over me." You pout at him, "But..." He leans closer and presses a tender kiss on your pouting lips, chuckling at you, "I said what I said, Y/n. There's nothing to worry about." 

 Yoongi: 

 The doorbell caused Yoongi to panic, immediately thinking that someone might've broken into his studio – but it was only you. "How did you..." Yoongi sighs when you giddily roll his chair away from the desk, keeping him away from doing work as you sit on his lap. 

"How did you get inside here, huh?" 

 "You told me your password, silly!" you giggle, booping his nose. Yoongi grunts and scoots back towards the desk, trying to push you away. 

"Y/n, didn't I told you to wait until I finish? You shouldn't be here." 

"No!" you puff, crossing your arms together in front of your chest. "I wanna stay here with you!" Your boyfriend quirks a brow, running his tongue against his lower lip. This action made you fight back a bratty laugh. 

"Oh yeah?" he teases. "Mhm. I do what I want, Yoongi— oopmh!" Suddenly with force, Yoongi pushes your body down to lay you across his lap, stomach pressed against his thighs while he had easy access to your ass. He doesn't hesitate to spank you roughly through the fabric of your clothes, making you whine. "Have you forgotten your place, babe? Hm? " he spanks you again, harder. You close your eyes as you dwell in the feeling. "You wanna do what you want, huh, baby? That's what you want?" He asks, and you nod your head up and down, "Then you’re gonna stay here, right over my lap and wait until I finish." 

Hoseok:

"Baby, c'mon now," he warns, eyes glaring at you intensely. "I've told you many times before that you can't come with me to practice."

"Why noooooot!" you dragged the vowel out, pouting your lips on purpose just to make your point across. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you pulled him closer to you as a playful smile paints across your face.

Hoseok fights the urges to just pin you against the wall and make you aware of what’s about to come when you push him further like that. “We have seven hours of practice baby. You’ll just be bored.”

"I won’t! I promiseeeee! Please please please? Pretty pleaaaaase?"

"No, baby." He states simply.

"Ugh, whatever," you scoff as you start walking away from him. However, this didn't sit well with him. Hoseok chuckles and grabs your arm, spinning you until your bodies were touching each other's. "Stop acting like a brat," he speaks lowly, "you don't want me to punish you."

Jimin: 

Jimin's a brat tamer — for all that we know. He likes discipline and absolutely despises when you don't obey his rules. Even though you had learned not to rebel, you can't help but push his buttons now and then. 

"Jimin!" you yell, speed-walking to the living room where he stands. "Let's go?" 

Jimin furrows his eyebrows as he studies your body, eyeing you from top to bottom. He suddenly scoffs, "You aren't going out dressed like that." 

Pouting, you reply, "Why? What's wrong with this?" you scan your outfit that is clearly not appropriate for the cold weather outside. You knew that he was going to say something about it, everything was entirely your plan — but you decide to act dumb. 

 "Babe," he sighs, stroking his hair back, "Go and put on a jacket or something. We're not going anywhere until you cover up." His gaze on you was sharp, those sultry eyes unwavering. 

You cross tour arms together, "Just say that you don't like it when I show skin, Jimin." 

Oops. Too much? 

You saw his demeanor instantly changes, as he firmly grabs your waist and pulls you to his chest. "No. That's not what I said. I just don't want you to catch a cold. Are you kidding me?”

Although you try to show him that you're pissed off by rolling your eyes, you were enjoying it deep down. You placed your hands on his chest and tried to push him away, "I'll wear whatever I want to." 

"It's not about that. Are you fucking foreal?" Jimin runs his warm hands down your exposed arms, clicking his tongue as he shakes his head side to side. "Baby, you need to know that I'm saying this because I care for you. You know I always let you wear whatever you want. But it's fucking freezing outside and I don't want my baby to get sick." 

"No." 

Hah. There we go. 

"No?" he quirks a brow, smirking. "Ahh, baby. I think you're being excessive, huh?" He holds the back of your neck with one hand, the other pressing against your lower back. "Do I have to teach you another fucking lesson?" 

Taehyung: 

Taehyung didn’t mind that you sometimes act a little bratty — he even calls it playful. He believes that there’s nothing wrong with acting a little goofy between two partners. 

But there’s a line. There’s a complete difference with acting playful and plain misbehavior. 

And you crossed that line. 

“Y/n, don’t talk to me like that. Just let me explain.” He sighs, the tiredness in his voice was evident. He was tired of you constantly shouting and yelling, just because you had suspected him that he’s talking to another girl when in fact was his cousin. You just wouldn’t listen and let him explain.

“No! Just get out of my house and fuckin’... I don’t know, fuck that bitch.” You spat the words without thinking, standing up from the couch as you try to make your way to your bedroom. 

But your heart almost stops when you felt a hand wrapping around your throat, Taehyung’s front pressing up against your back as his lips ghosts on the skin of your neck. “Don’t you walk away like this. Let me fucking explain for once and keep your mouth shut,” he growls deeply, causing chilling shivers to run throughout your body.  

Taehyung spins you around and his chest clenches to see your big doe eyes gawking up at him. “She’s my cousin, for god’s sake, Y/n! Why won’t you let me explain?” A wave of guilt starts to weigh your body while you tilt your head down. You were about to open your mouth but he was faster than you. “Want me to prove it to you? I can make you read our conversation if you don’t trust me enough.” Taehyung scoffs, rolling his eyes, “I guess you don’t really trust me, do you?” 

“No! That’s...” your voice appears softer, completely out of words to say, “I’m sorry, Tae—”

“You better be.” He snaps, suddenly grabbing your wrist before leading you to the bedroom with long strides of his feet. “After I’m done punishing you and teaching you another fucking lesson, I hope you’re truly sorry.” 

Jungkook: 

“Hmm, don’t start that attitude with me, baby.” Jungkook smirks, pointing his finger at you.

“Jungkook, please! I’m gonna pay you back, I swear!” You pout as you stare at the screen in front of you, as if having a staring contest with the pair of Chanel heels that you wanted to purchase.

Jungkook chuckles and scoots closer to you, swinging his right arm around your shoulder, “Oh, darling, money’s not the issue here, you aren’t paying anyone back,” He rasps, making you look up at him with expecting, excited eyes. “But I’ve already bought several items for you today, wouldn’t you think that it’s enough?” 

Jungkook kisses your cheek, firmly holding your jaw in place as the pout doesn’t wipe off of your face. “Do you want more?” He asks. 

Without thinking, you reply instantly, “Yes.” 

“Oh, I think I’ve spoiled my girlfriend too much,” he sighs while shaking his head side to side. He stretches his arms up in the air, groaning. “That’s enough online shopping for today, baby.” 

“No!” you whirl your head to his direction, eyebrows furrowing. “For this pair I’ll pay you back with my own money, okay? Please? Jungkook pleeeaaase?” Your hands hold onto his forearms, shaking his arm to further persuade him to buy you this one pair of heels. “It’s on sale!” 

In a quick motion, you squeak when he forces you down on the couch, back hitting the cushion as he quickly hovers above you. You gulp, watching his pupils dilate. 

“Enough is enough, baby. Do you want me to call you my spoiled brat, huh?” He was fast to pin your wrists up above your head, trapping your legs under his own so that you can’t escape. 

Jungkook leans down slowly, watching the way his tongue prods out to lick his lips. “If you wanna act like a spoiled little brat, then you should be treated like one, right?” 

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[liveindaydreamswithhim]

Just like 1940*

A blurb in which Harry comes back from filming Dunkirk only to find that his girlfriend thinks he's a soldier coming back from war and wants to reward him.

Warning: This is pure smut. Main kinks: role-playing and even some choking and bondage.

I had this idea back in 2017 when Dunkirk had come out. However, I did not write then so now that videos of Harry training for Dunkirk has resurfaced, it has come back to me again. I will not let this opportunity go this time.

Word count: 5.6K

Harry sighed and rolled his shoulders in order to get rid of the soreness that lingered after his long day at the set. His hours at work – quite different than the work he had been already used to – consisted mostly of hard training. That is how it was nowadays being part of a film and a war film nonetheless, so he and all the cast members had to always stay in their best shape and having to withgo heavy hours of training. From weightlifting and boxing to exercising in the wet sand while they were left to the brutality of the cold wind in addition to the sea that chilled him down to his bones and made the minutes feel like hours. Moreover, they had diving lessons in wet suits that barely even sheltered him from the freezing waters as well as wardrobe training to learn how to swim while wearing the heavy army boots and all the uniform equipment.

Harry searched his back pockets for his hotel room keys and even let a small groan as he reached towards the hole only for the joints of his elbow to crack in protest. Even though this day was not a training day, but rather a filming day, it had hardly given him any comfort for it still requested high physical skills and willpower and he could also feel the consequences of yesterday’s gym training. His thighs had been the ultimate victim as he dragged them around today, the muscles harder and more prominent from the excessive use, along with his torso that suffered the results of continuous core exercises, which also restricted him from laughing too much on set today since every deep breath was like a small pang to the stomach.

The boy felt his uniform stick to his skin with sweat and the smell of saltiness clung to him after being exposed to the sea air for a long period of time. He made a mental check to wash it tomorrow. That was the only problem of taking your work clothes with you – even if it saved you time in the morning for getting ready on set, you had to wash it yourself and that was not something the other actors warned him about when they advised him of it.

As Harry entered his room, the smell of vanilla and jasmine invaded his nose and he remembered to step lighter on his army boots and close the door with a soft thud as to not disturb the other person that was probably in his room so late at night. What gave him a bit of peace – and mostly his body – was the fact that he had tomorrow off to rest and more importantly to spend some time with his girl. Y/N was visiting him after being away from each other for the last three months and she had been very excited the first day he had taken her to the set and her eyes turned twice their normal size as they stared at every piece of the setting as well as behind it with all of the crew members. Y/N had been giddy when she met his co-workers who she charmed with her smiles and blushes (and also the fact that she was cutely wrapped up in bundles of clothes as to not catch a cold that only her face was visible, the skin of her cheeks and nose tinted red from the brutal winds as few strands of hair tickled her face that she couldn’t really push away since her hands were restricted by her thick gloves) and Harry had felt so proud to call her his as he showed her around with his arm over her shoulder as she leaned into him for some extra heat.

Y/N had looked especially proud when she was witnessing him act with her hands clasped close to her chest as she had stared in awe at the way her boyfriend looked. It gave him that extra boost of confidence as he noticed the way her eyes trailed from his short hair to his stained face to shamelessly gawk at the way his green uniform clung to his body especially when water was soaking it, leaving the skin underneath a bit more visible. Y/N would bite her lower lip but would not say anything until he finished filming for the day and then she would drag him immediately to their room, her hands never leaving his body until he was burning up from her touch, melting from her close proximity as she made him moan and call out her name in the darkness of the room over and over again while trembling under her warm body.

His blood rushed as he even thought of the day when he was being pulled inside a forgotten closet by his lover who, without wasting any time, attached her lips to the sensitive skin of his neck and collarbones pushing the fabric off his shoulder to give Y/N more space to invade. Harry had become dizzy at her assault but it had only lasted a few seconds, long enough to guide his hand down the front of her legging, where he realised how drenched and needy she was for him, but before he could curl his fingers in the way that had her begging, Y/N pulled his hand away with a deep sigh like it hurt her to do so, kissed his pink coloured lips for a second and then push him back out of the room before anyone could notice his absence.

Y/N, left in the closet with her own thoughts, had giggled at the stunned expression on Harry’s face and how she had picked her own battle carefully in order to await retaliation from him. And it really was more than she could handle. Harry had had on his scary calm face, the one that made her eyes widen in innocence because perhaps she had bit more than she could chew. After having her hands restrained to the bed frame, unable to move, Harry had granted her what she wanted, but with a twist. That night Y/N got his ring clad fingers time after time until she was sore and raw and made a wet mess of the bed, until she was begging for Harry to stop as he stared at her with a smirk on his clean shaved face, fake sympathy written all over it.

“But we have only just began,” was all that he had said and pulled her until she stranded his lap, a tight hold on her trembling thighs while her hands had fought her restrains.

Almost painfully slow, he slid inside of her, with absolutely no resistance as her mouth choked a small whine. As he had fucked her raw against the bedframe, his lips and teeth leaving marks on any part of soft skin he could reach, Y/N had thought to herself that maybe she had won the battle, but she had definitely lost the war. However, she was not giving up until she finally got what she wanted.

Walking now further into the room, Harry heard a soft humming and was surprised to see that Y/N was still awake and had lit a few jasmine scented candles that gave the whole room a golden feeling.

“Y/N?” he called out carefully.

Harry heard an elongated gasp and soft feet padding quickly to where he was.

“You are finally home!” she exclaimed coming into view and throwing her arms around his broad shoulders squeezing tightly as her feet left the floor.

Although confused at her affection he hugged her back because in the end, he had actually missed her on the set today. With his arms around her waist, he buried his head in the crook of her neck taking in the sweet smell of vanilla that always followed her. After a few moments, Y/N pulled back and smiled brightly at him and only then did he notice her attire. She was wearing a baby blue button-down dress that reached her knees. It had a sweetheart neckline and was tight around her chest and waist before it flowed out with enough fabric to hide her bare feet from view. The dress looked from a different era entirely and Harry was certain that she had bought it from a second-hand vintage shop. However, what caught his attention was the fact that the fabric was so thin that he could actually see her nipples protruding, hard from the chilly air of the room or even her lustful stare at him, because while he was staring her down, Y/N was also doing the same, with her lip caught in her teeth as she saw the camouflage apparel he had on, a few of his jacket’s buttons undone to see the green shirt underneath. A thick black belt kept his army trousers carefully in place and she never hated anything that much before.

“I can’t believe that you are back to me!” Y/N said eagerly, the tone in her voice cheery mixed with surprise.

“What–“ Harry was beyond confused looking at his girlfriend in front of him.

“You have been away from me for so long, I thought I would never see you again,” she cried out and he was so bewildered that he let her lead him to the bedroom and pushing him gently on a chair.

She went down on her knees in front of him and started unlacing his boots. The frown on Harry’s face was still prominent as he thought “what the fuck”.

“Baby, are you okay?” he asked softly and reached over to her forehead, thinking that maybe she had gone out without her protections against the cold and had caught a fever.

Y/N simply gave him her sweetest smile that melted his heart and replied; “I am more than okay now that I have you here again my love,”

“I don’t understa-“

“I am so happy that you have come back home to me from the terrors of the world, my brave, brave soldier,” Y/N looked up at him with adoration in her eyes as well as plenty of mischief as she finally stood up, her fingers reaching towards the stray curls that had fallen in his eyes.

“Soldier?” was all that Harry could say dumbly and he seriously felt that he was missing something, but it wasn’t likely that Y/N would simply reveal it and he was all alone trying to understand.

“Yes, soldier. For have you not been fighting restlessly against our country’s enemy while I am sat here at home praying for your well-being, hoping that you will return to me?” she asked pursuing her lips like he was the mad one here.

This time Harry stayed silent trying to understand and looked in her eyes, filled with challenge as she cocked her eyebrow at him, running her hands down her skirt and raising it just enough to reveal the creamy skin of her thighs as placed each of them in either side of his until she was stranding him, and his hands ended up automatically on the small of her back as Y/N stared down at Harry with a theatrical sigh.

“Oh, how I missed you,” she dropped her head to his neck and puckered her lips to litter soft kisses around the are that slowly turned more opened mouthed as she reach the underside of his jaw, while her thighs squeezed his, trapping him under her.

Oh.

He saw it now.

His palms ran down to her ass and he pushed Y/N with force until her chest was against his, feeling her gasp and breathe heavily through the thin fabric of her dress. A wild sensation came over him as he realised the game that his girl wanted to play and fuck, would he grant her anything she asked for, so with a deep breath, he ran his hands all over her like he didn’t know where to begin touching her, in the desperate manner that he usually possessed after not seeing her for months on end.

Y/N released a small moan as Harry’s hands finally reached her hair and gathered it in one handful, pulling it lightly so that her throat and cleavage was exposed to him. She closed her eyes at the sensation of his lips on her skin that was starting to be set on fire, especially as his tongue poked through to savour the taste of her. His other hand rested on her hip that had already started grinding on him.

Harry growled and the sound travelled deep inside her all the way through her veins and his presence was heavy all around her. She almost couldn’t believe that she had convinced him to roleplay with her, a fantasy born since the first time she had seen him in that army uniform. During the last few second with his lips carving bright red marks on her skin and then licking over them, Y/N had become very desperate and that was not part of her acting.

“I missed you too,” Harry replied almost in agony, for if she wanted him to play desperate, he would gladly do so.

Y/N, now that she was not the one teasing, pulled against Harry’s hold on her hair and clasped his face in her palms and leaned in until she found his mouth. She hummed in appreciation as she tasted his lips that were just as hungry as hers.  One taste and that was enough for Harry to want to rip every single item of clothing that she was wearing, but he managed to restrain himself because he knew that destroying that dress would displease her very much. Instead, he opted for carelessly undoing the buttons in the front and slowly every sliver of her bare skin was revealed to him. He knew that she was not wearing a bra but he was surprised to see that she had no other barrier between them after the dress was only hanging from her shoulders. Harry broke from the kiss and stared shamelessly at her exposed body on top of him as Y/N slowly stood up and let the dress become a pool of blue at the bottom of their feet.

She looked at him bashfully and once again went down on her knees for him. She was still almost close to eye level with him as she ran her hands along his hard chest and undid the buttons of his jacket, which Harry quickly discarded it somewhere in the room. Y/N stared at the light green vest that he wore and how it made his arm muscles protrude in the most delicious way as the shapes of his tattoos appeared even darker under candlelight. She decided to keep it on for now.

Next target was the big belt around his waist that she wasted no time unbuckling and pulling it down along his trousers. She stretched out to give one last kiss to his lips before settling further down on her knees, lifting his vest to reveal the valley of his stomach and the muscles defining it. Y/N marked her way south switching between feather soft kisses and hungry bites of skin while her eyes stayed entirely on his face that looked at her expectantly.

“Let me reward you for what you do for all of us,” Y/N said in a small but steady voice. Her hands ran up his firm thighs and over the prominent bulge that had formed in his black underwear. At first contact, Harry released a hiss and immediately closed his eyes.

“Please,” he exhaled.

Kissing the inside of his thighs, Y/N pulled down his boxers and freed him. Her hands were on his cock, feeling how hard he was in anticipation to her moves. The skin was silky as she gave it a testing pump. Harry’s head fell backward at the feeling and Y/N, very satisfied with his reaction, spit on the head and spread the wetness with her thumb so that her hand could slid easier over him.

“Fuck, such dirty actions from such an innocent young woman,” Harry rasped, his voice laced with lust as he looked down at her.

Y/N said nothing, but in retaliation she bit the inside of his thigh before moving up his spread legs to put him in her mouth. She hollowed her cheeks as she twirled her tongue around him, capturing the pre-cum and tasting him while giving an appreciative hum. She lowered herself on him until he hit the back of her throat while her hand slid up his thigh to connect with his balls, massaging lightly and coaxing a deep moan from Harry who felt his pleasure build at the bottom of his stomach. Y/N released him with a pop and breathed in some well-needed oxygen before wrapping her mouth back around his dick, bobbing her head in a slow tempo. She felt her eyes fill with tears at the big size of him and the fact that Harry without knowing was slowly lifting his hips to meet her every thrust making her choke around him. Harry realising her efforts to breathe stopped his movement and pulled out of her warm mouth even though he wanted to stay buried in her for hours.

However, Y/N did not mind it at all, especially if Harry continued to reward her with the deep throaty moans he released. Eager to put him back in her mouth she went to lunge forward but was stopped when Harry’s hand in her hair pulled her backwards making her let out a pathetic whimper. She looked up at him begging with her doe like eyes to use her throat as he pleased, but she stopped trying to reach him when he gave her a warning glare, which stilled her in place. Instead, Harry tapped her cheek and she dropped her mouth open and poked her tongue out. The look in his eyes was that he was trying to be careful with her and she almost scowled at it. If she had wanted careful, she would not have orchestrated all of this plot. So, when Harry placed his thumb on her awaiting tongue, she immediately closed her lips around it and sucked on it harshly.

Harry was displeased and quickly pulled his hand back leaving her pleading again. He clicked his tongue and tapped her cheek again and this time he gave a warning pull to her hair for her to obey his orders – a small reminder of who was really in charge and he felt a satisfied thrum at the fact that she obeyed him so easily. When Y/N’s tongue came into view again, Harry ran his cock over the outline of her plush lips and she summoned all the willpower she could master to stay put while her eyes silently begged him to do something. Finally, Harry placed the head of his cock on her tongue and he moaned when he saw that Y/N eyes flattered at the action.

“Such a needy lady,” he mused.

“Please,” she begged him.

“What is it baby,” he cooed and urged her to speak but he had already sank his cock deeper in her mouth feeling out the shape of it, watching in fascination the bulge forming in her cheeks. But he knew what she was pleading for, he knew her well enough to understand her looks and her moods and her stares and he knew from the endless hunger rooted in her eyes that she did not want soft, she wanted to please him.

Again he granted her wish to be desperate and without warning he slid deeper until he felt her nose graze his stomach and held her in that position for a moment – only long enough so that he could wrap a hand around her neck and feel himself fill her up to her limit. Harry pulled back and kept her in that position as he fucked her mouth slow but firmly and he almost felt himself combust from the way that Y/N’s eyes focused on him the entire time.

Y/N felt warm all over and she could feel more wetness pooling between her thighs as she got drunk at the view of him over her using her mouth to get lost in his pleasure. After another pause for her to breathe, Harry without hesitation, placed his hands under her thighs and lifted her like she weighed nothing carrying her to the bed and he really thanked his training for it. Although the muscles all over his body hurt, he managed to push the pain to the back of his head, his mind too preoccupied with the vixen wrapped around him. He laid her on the bed, but she did not stay where he left her. Y/N got up, pushing Harry’s shoulders so that he was the one falling on the bed and she crawled to him. In two quick moves he discarded the vest leaving them both completely naked under the candlelight.

“I thought about you every day, even more at night, and even more when I was alone,” Y/N continued her little game.

Harry raised his brows, because he understood the meaning behind her words and imagined her all day in their bed waiting for him while he was on set, with her greedy hands between her thighs and thinking about him. This hunger she was feeling was only a result of her being left alone in her very dirty thoughts that no amount of cold showers would cool her down and her own fingers couldn’t bring the pleasure he could.

“You have been such a good girl for me, welcoming me back home –“ he urged her to him and deliberately placing her on top of him with one leg between her thighs. She was so focused on the praise given to her that she did not notice that his thigh was right under where she needed him the most. “But how about you? Let me greet you properly.”

Y/N’s breath hitched in her throat as she soon realised their position.

“Come on baby, use me,” was all he said as he stretched his arms out to prove that he would not interfere with whatever she wanted to do.

However, the position Harry had placed her in could only amount to one thing, something that she wanted to try long ago, but had been too shy to even mention it. Y/N’s cheeks heated up as she noticed his thigh muscles tensing up giving her a better area. She bit her lip and thrusted her hips forward at an angle that his skin grazed her clit, most of her wetness coming off on him.

Harry looked more than satisfied as he heard her first moan of appreciation that was followed by many more as she used his thigh to receive pleasure. Soon Y/N got lost at the warm feeling that travelled through her veins as goosebumps scattered over her skin, she threw her head back and felt her wetness slide down Harry’s thigh and on the duvet under them, but she did not seem to care about anything apart from what his warm skin was doing to her. She jolted me she felt his hands land on her chest, firm as the fingers ran over her nipple making her shudder a bit. Y/N opened her eyes to see that Harry was already watching her, his lip between his teeth and the deep green of his eyes almost non-existent. Like he was not able to control himself he reached forwards and attached his big hands on her hips and made her movements harsher to the point where Y/N almost collapsed on him from the pleasure and gasped as she leaned in to capture Harry’s lips midway, letting his tongue enter her mouth and taste her own as she clenched her thighs.

“I am going to cum,” she warned and braced herself for the rows of pleasure that would most definitely take her breath away.

However, Harry had other plans, as he lifted her off him and smirked when he heard her whimper and tremble at the incompletion. He laid her on the bed and this time she had no energy to object. He took her right leg in his hand and placed it over his shoulder and turned his head so that he could kiss her calf. When she squirmed until one warning slap was given to the inside of her thigh, so close to her soaked centre, she stayed still.

Harry’s left fingers dragged down his left thigh and over the tiger tattoo, the place where Y/N had used him and collected the wetness she had left behind. She moaned so loud when she saw that he had popped his fingers in his mouth and sucked them dry. Then he grabbed his throbbing cock in his hand, sliding it a couple times over her folds and slowly he eased himself in her wet tight hole.

Both of them exhaled in relief at the feeling of becoming one as Harry leaned in to kiss her opened mouth.

“Harry, please,” Y/N cried out although she didn’t know what she was begging for. But Harry nevertheless seemed to give it to her.

With a hard thrust that left them both in scrambles, he picked up the rhythm, hitting that one spot inside her that had his name bouncing off her lips. Y/N arched her back as Harry’s mouth attached to her nipple, his teeth softly grazing them. The deep moans that she released were like they had awoken something feral inside him, as he straitened his back grabbing the leg on his shoulder with both hands, fingers digging into the plush skin of her thigh and she almost felt a pang when she realised that he was not wearing any rings. That did not last long, for Harry started pounding into her with a force so brutal that had her moaning under him, her body acting without her command as her other leg hit the mattress in order to buck her hips.

Harry tatted amused before he took both her legs and placed them over his hips while he was still on his knees and Y/N lifted her gaze to see the fern tattoos poking between her thighs. When he took the first thrust in that position, the angle it gave multiplied their pleasure by far and she was in awe at the deep throaty moan that he released. Harry’s hands gripped her hips so hard that she knew that in the morning she would find bruises in the shape of his fingers.

Harry felt like his hands couldn’t get enough of her and they flattered every time they stayed in one part of her body for too long. He couldn’t stop the feeling of wanting to explore her whole body in just one night. Complying to his wish, Harry ran his hands up to her sides, her breasts until they reached her open neck, begging for a hand around it. With his left hand around the delicate skin of her throat and his right hand playing with her nipple, he stared at the girl underneath him with awe in his eyes. His stare scanned her pleasure-ridden face, they way her own eyes were screwed shut, brows furrowing, but her hands blindly searched for him, wanting to be in contact with him as one of them dug in the skin of his shoulder while the other gripped the wrist around her neck and pushing it further.

“Open your eyes for me baby, let me see those eyes that I missed,” Harry commanded desperate to catch her gaze.

Her hairline had gathered bids of sweat and she whined at his words, but in the end, although with difficulty, Y/N managed to open her eyes meeting his intense stare. Her mouth let airy moans free every time that his hips rolled forwards to meet her own.

“You feel so fucking amazing love,” he moaned in the space between them and raised her body so that she was stranding his lap. Y/N cried out at the prospect of being separated from him even for a second, but Harry managed to remain inside her, his pride swelling at the reaction of his lover.

“You love it when I am this deep in you,” he continued and Y/N felt like she had lost the ability to talk.

“It’s okay sweetheart because you know I love it too,” Harry soothed her back as she set a rhythm riding him.

“I can always feel you so deep Harry, so deep, all the way to my tummy,” she managed to croak out and dragged his hand to the place she felt him the most. Harry groaned at her filthy words, barely holding it together as he buried his face in her neck, biting where her pulse beat like a hummingbird.

“It doesn’t matter how much time has passed since I last fucked you, I can always remember how you feel, baby,” his voice was like velvet in her ears and she found herself going fasted at his words.

“I can always feel you for days when you are like this,” Y/N whispered in his ear, a few curls tickling her face.

“Yeah, sweetheart?” Harry bragged and she swore that she could almost hear the smirk on his lips they way she heard the wet noises their skin made when it collided as it bounced off the walls along with the groans he released because of her. For a few moments she focused solely on that and how dirty and raw and passionate it felt, and it was enough to drive her out of her mind.

“Harry,” Y/N warned the pressure in her lower stomach like a knot begging for release.

“I know,” he replied, letting his hand down to where they were connected and rubbed small circles on the small bundle of nerves.

Her thrusts were becoming sloppy and it took all of Harry’s concentration or at least what was left of it since he could feel her clenching around him, to keep them up. He latched his mouth on her nipple, the other hand around her waist to guide himself harder into her as she finally found her high with a gasp, almost like she couldn’t believe the power of it. After a few seconds, she was trembling in his arms and tried to shut her legs further to get Harry’s hand of her overstimulated part. Harry ignored her and continued stroking her, prying those thighs apart as he watched himself get lost into her. Y/N cried out and off her tongue rolled Harry’s name time and time again.

So close to his own high, Harry got lost in her moans and became more aware of her presence on him. The way her hands pulled on the strands of his hair hard like they were the anchor that kept her from falling to pieces and the way her shallow breaths hit his face as she calmed down from her orgasm while also being aware of him pounding into her still, the way she clenched her legs around him and she opened her eyes again, begging could be seen in them but this time it was not for her own finish but for his. Harry felt overwhelmed from all the senses and was so close it was painful.

“Please cum for me baby, please cum inside me,” Y/N whimpered in her soft voice and that was all he needed before he spilled in her, short desperate thrusts as he rested his head on her collarbone, taking in her vanilla perfume and felt her arms wrapping around his neck holding him impossibly close while ripple after ripple of pleasure took over his body. His thrusting stopped and Harry felt spent as he tried to regulate his breathing back to normal.

Harry gathered Y/N in his arms and laid her carefully on the bed after removing himself from inside her even though she whimpered due to sensitivity and he took the place right next to her. They faced each other, their breaths mixing together as they relaxed in each other’s presence. Harry raised a hand to push away the hairs getting in Y/N’s face and she hummed in appreciation.

“God, I barely remember what year we have,” she frowned and opened her eyes at the sound of his laughter.

“I do believe that it is 1940,” he mused and her face regained a rosy colour at the game long forgotten.

“I… You don’t have to pretend anymore,” she whispered trying to avoid his gaze.

Harry head turned in question. “Pretend what? I am only a soldier coming back from the battlefield to make love to the woman I love.”

Y/N blushed.

“Because it seems she holds a deep fascination for men in army apparel,” Harry continued and smirked when she mumbled something under her breath.

“What was that sweetheart?” he asked and when he received no answer he dipped his hand between her thighs hissing at the wetness of her mixing with his release as he plunged two fingers in her.

Y/N yelped, “Not every man, just you,” she confessed and Harry satisfied moved his fingers lazily.

“Although I appreciate the welcome home, you have not offered me anything to eat,” he frowned and he knew that if it wasn’t for his fingers pinning her down she would have leaped up to order him something to eat.

“What would you like?” Y/N asked with difficulty because of the sensation he caused her.

“Well I see that you have a whole feast here already waiting for me,” he retorted and pulled his fingers away.

At her confused gaze, Harry whispered hotly in her ear, “Although I could never forget how tight you feel around me love, nothing really reminds me of the way your pussy taste under me,”

And with that, he pushed her legs open and dived between then before she could even atter a word of surprise.  

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[kpop-dungeon-dark]

Hell. (Lucifer Kris Wu/Yifan x You)

•TRIGGER WARNING•

Warning(s): Non-Con and fucked up twisted shit. You are legal in this. Read at your own risk.

"Mmm…" She hummed and smiled, nuzzling into the much older man and inhaling his scent while he held her tight to his chest. "Oh… I should get going now~ I have class in an hour~" glancing at the clock on the bedside table, the girl sat up slowly with a pout.

"Get going?" Yifan chuckled at her before grabbing her ass and pulling her into him, clicking his tongue. "Nah… you'll stay here with me like my good toy now~" Y/n looked at him and giggled, taking the covers off to her to get out of bed.

"Chill dude… we just met like last night. Don't expect anything only because we fucked. You have a looooong way to go if you want to impress me…" Before she went to step off the bed but her hand was captured in Yifan's much bigger one.

"Impress you? Tsk. You're branded as my belonging now that I've fucked you, finally. You're mine now. Nobody and nothing can get you out of my world now, you're officially a satanist after you opened your legs for The Devil. You're nothing but my fuck toy now." His lips brushed against her ear as he chuckled to himself. "You don't have a choice."

Turning around to look at him, Y/n started struggling as she got creeped out. "U- Uh… okay… weirdo… I really gotta go now~" trying to back away, she tried to break out of his grip. Her friends were right. Maybe single older men really were fucking nutjobs.

"You're not going anywhere!" Yifan's complexion darkened before horns grew out of his temples whilst his hair turned white and back to its original length which was til his waistline. "I came up here looking for a new toy as the last one…" He sickly grinned. "Anyways. I've found you now and have decided that you'll be my little slut from now on." Y/n was shaking as his pupils disappeared, blank white eyes staring down at her now.

"O- Oh… m- my fucking G- God… n- no way…" She whispered, only causing the man to laugh at her. "H- Holy fucking shit-" she was cut off when everything around them started to disappear, as of they were standing in a tornado, their surroundings starting to spin before getting distorted to the point where Y/n's human mind couldn't decipher it anymore.

"Welcome to your new house, my pet." Yifan mightily spoke when it finally stopped and they were standing in a dark hall now that was illuminated by an unknown source. "There's only one rule for little slaves like you. Behave well, get treated well." The man- fucking Devil's voice was so much deeper and inhuman now, his tall frame growing even more as well as expanding.

"T- This can't be real… th- this can't be real!" Y/n shook as she looked around, her senses numbed whilst she knelt in front of him, the shock too much for her legs to still work.

"Tsk. It is real. Very real. Since the beginning of time. And now you're a part of it." His teeth seemed sharp, almost like fangs.

"They're awaiting you in the court, Father." Y/n jumped when she heard an even more inhuman voice from behind, making her gasp and stagger towards Yifan when she looked back at the abomination of a creature standing behind her, staring at Yifan through its plain black eyes.

It was a literally mutilated half bull and half human looking thing. Her head was spinning.

"I don't condone a pathetic little human like you being disrespectful to my people!" A harsh kick landed in her side, making her groan in pain. "Pathetic fucking slaves like you show respect and please their owners. Tsk. Apologize!" He boomed while glaring down at the shaking human, expecting her to just suck up the fact that her one night stand had turned out to be The fucking Devil and had brought her to Hell. "Apologise, I said!" A whip appeared in his hand before he controlled her mind, making her get on all fours while crawling to the creature that was waiting silently. "I DON'T HAVE ALL DAY!" Before the whip made of lightning whipped her back, making a whole jolt go down her back.

"I am sorry! I am s- sorry, Master! P- Please forgive me!" The girl shook while crying, the mind control forcing her to kiss the creature's animal-like feet. "I didn't m- mean to-! Please!" When Yifan landed another whip, she cried out in agony, holding the creature's feet desperately.

It only nodded in response, silently saying something in a language of whispers and hissed she didn't understand before it left.

"Good slut." Since her ass was in perfect view, Yifan kicked it from behind, making her let out an embarrassing yelp before he grabbed her hair. "Now. Let's go and introduce you in court." Starting to walk swiftly, the Devil basically dragged her against the rough floors by her hair, his own feet in the air, almost.

It wasn't long before they reached two huge doors made of gold which instantly opened for Yifan, a huge courtroom like that of a king inside. Y/n felt her heart beat getting even more erratic when The Devil started to drag her inside, causing her knees to start getting torn now, all the creatures standing on either sides almost impossible to decipher by a human mind.

"This, my people, is my new toy and slave!" Lucifer announced as his people cheered, letting go of Y/n's hair in the middle of the court and ascending up the stairs and onto his throne, sitting like the royalty that he was. "But this pathetic little human here thinks she can deny me and disrespect our kind!" Everyone let out angry hisses and groans, speaking in that one language she didn't understand, making her let out a sob.

"We must teach her a lesson now, shouldn't we?!" Everyone cheered in response, rushing to the screaming girl when their Ruler nodded at them, pulling and pushing at the smaller body from every direction. Y/n wanted to call out for help to no one in particular but her tongue froze upon The Devil's power.

The human was on the verge of knocking out but she couldn't, forced to take all the slaps, pushes, pulls, pokes and abuse. Yifan laughed like a maniac. "Now now, don't touch her little privates. That's mine~" her slits closed up. "Take her elsewhere until I am done with court, we have important business to do here~" and with that, those creatures dragged her out of court.

She couldn't speak, she couldn't run, she couldn't knock out and she couldn't die.

.

"That's enough!" After what felt like days of turmoil, Lucifer finally stopped those creatures that had destroyed Y/n's body again and again only for it to heal again. "Come here now…" Grabbing at her arm, he pulled her up to her feet as her slits opened up again, gesturing at everyone to leave before he looked down at her. “Have you learned?” The human had no choice but to nod in desperation, ready to do anything to not go through the turmoil those God forbidden creatures put her through.

“Good.” Before her brain could decipher any of it, they were standing in a huge room and a heavy door was shutting behind them, The Devil throwing her naked form on the bed before his own clothes disappeared. “See, I am not a bad Master, my slave” crawling on top of her, he deeply spoke before kissing her cheek and then her soft lips. “Not at all… I take well care of my toys and play with them all the time but…” Dipping his middle finger in her mouth, Yifan picked her up and closer to him by snaking an arm around her waist, plunging his middle finger in her pucker and making her cry out wordlessly as she couldn't use her tongue.

"But for good treatment you must show good behavior, my little toy…" Kissing her lips harshly, he tortured her asshole before his red and hot tail slipped in, replacing his finger as he kissed and bit at her tits now. "Fuck… you're so tight and soft" Yifan grunted and rubbed his balls against her soft folds, healing her hymen back up just so she could bleed when he plunged his huge cock in, moaning even more when he felt it's shape in her stomach.

The human wanted to struggle and scream but instead let out moans under compulsion, her body betraying her mind and making her try to ride him more and more, the shape of his manhood very clear to see. Y/n hated how good her pussy felt because of his compulsion.

"You like this, don't you, my little pet? Tsk. Look at you! Being raped by The fucking Devil and enjoying it!" He smacked her cheek before gripping it and kissing her deeper, pushing his tongue in her mouth and entering it in her throat, gripping her neck and feeling it, moaning loudly in satisfaction while pumping his cock in and out of her pussy whilst his tail toyed with her ass.

"Look at you! Shaking and crying like a needy little slut!" Gripping her hands, he pinned them above her head and licked at her tears with his now long Devil tongue, thrusting harder and harder, her holes expanding more and more when the girth of his cock and tail was increased by him.

"That's right. You're mine! My toy! My little slave! That's all you are and will ever be good for! Fuck!" The human couldn't help but helplessly nod and moan. She was powerless.

And Yifan wasn't done just yet. They had a long way to go before he'd be satisfied for the day.

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hii, umm can you do more of scout speaking french to sniper in spy!dad au👉👈pls,,,, i really enjoy the stuff you write,,,,

shoutout to off-brand sniperscout amirite ladies

(no warnings)

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“Um... b-bo-are—“

“Boire,” Scout corrected lightly.

“Boire,” Sniper repeated, only slightly warping the word with his accent. “Er... avec... ma amis.”

“Either mon ami or mes amis,” Scout corrected again.

“Damn.”

Scout, to his credit, had been trying to just chill out and read a magazine, hanging out in Sniper’s space while he worked his way through folding his laundry without making Sniper talk to him. He was aware that Sniper preferred not to be pestered. So the impromptu French lesson was a little unexpected.

“I still don’t know why you don’t just ask Spy for help,” Scout quipped, and switched over to French. “It’ll take a long time to learn French well enough to figure out what I’m saying to you, and I doubt you’ll still even be interested in me by then.”

“Oi, cut that out,” Sniper said, shooting him a brief glare. “I’m not that far ahead. And the reason I’m not asking Spy is because the man despises me.”

“He doesn’t despise you,” Scout protested, rolling his eyes. “He just, uh... doesn’t... like some stuff about you.”

“Right, some things, and then also everything else,” Sniper agreed, and shot a grin at Scout when that earned him a little laugh. “Go on, let me try another one.”

“You didn’t even get that last one right!”

“Got there eventually. Go on.”

Scout laughed, thought for a second. “Okay. Here’s an easy one. ‘Where are my keys?’, Où sont mes clés.”

“Oui sont mes clés.”

“Où sont, not oui sont. That’s just saying ‘yes are’, that’s, that’s nothing.”

“Où sont,” Sniper repeated back.

“Jesus fuckin’ christ, the accent is killin’ me,” Scout groaned.

“It can’t possibly be that bad, mate.”

“Just—just let it do its thing, man! Go with the flow a little bit! You’re pronouncing shit too much! It sounds ridiculous!”

“Mind saying the word ‘bugger’, right quick?” Sniper asked, arching an eyebrow at him.

“...Bugger?” Scout tried.

“Ugh. There, see? You can’t speak my language, neither. No reason to laugh,” Sniper said, only a little huffy about it. “Go on, another one.”

“You’re just gonna sound like a dumbass.”

“But I’ll be learning, won’t I?”

Scout thought for a long moment, then another. “Uh, how about this. ‘I think I’m getting better at this’, it’s ‘Je pense que vous es attirant’.”

Sniper turned his head and looked. “...Je pense, que vous, es attirant, is it?” he asked.

“Wow, first try,” Scout blinked, and tried not to flush, tried not to smile too wide and give himself away. “Yeah, you nailed it.”

“Why’s there a ‘you’ in there, then?” Sniper asked, and Scout looked down at his magazine.

“Part of a figure of speech.”

“Right.” Quiet for a second. “Not going to tell me, then?”

“You’ll figure it out or you won’t, one of the two,” Scout shrugged, and Sniper was shaking his head at him when he looked up, and he didn’t think Sniper knew what he really said, but he was pretty sure he could piece together the gist of it. “Your accent is still distracting.”

“So’re you, but I still keep you around, don’t I?” Sniper pointed out, turning back to his folding again.

A scoff, a skip to French. “And here I thought that was because I’m hot,” Scout laughed.

Sniper’s head practically whipped around. “What was that one?” he asked, almost urgently.

“Uh, what?” Scout tried, a little surprised.

“Heard beau in there, isn’t that, er, isn’t that like ‘love’ or ‘sweetheart’ or something like that?” Sniper demanded.

Scout was pretty sure his face was bright red. “I—well I guess, in some situations, yeah, it can mean that,” he stammered. “Not—not this time, uh—“

“Then what did you say?”

Scout clammed up, flushed up to his ears, and Sniper grinned at his silence. “Fuck off,” Scout finally mumbled, hiding behind his magazine, and flipped Sniper off when he started to chuckle.

#tf2 #team fortress 2 #dad!spy #father-son bonding au #sniperscout #speeding bullet #shut up me #everybody talks #my fanfiction

[putseraphinaonthaphone]

Adjustment | Group Chat AU

CW// angst, abusive family, CPTSD, trauma survivor reader (it's a weird mix of self indulgence and these four using sex to show their affection and care instead of therapy talks, yk?)

tw// rough sex, orgasm denial, d/s dynamics, anal sex, spanking, recreational drug use, high sex, CGL, sexual age play, group sex, m/m, degradation kink, praise kink, daddy kink, dacryphilia, double penetration, creampie, breeding kink

It shouldn't have surprised any of them, but the first time you threw a fit you were met with shock before the anger.

You were in a shitty mood after a call from home you couldn't dodge, and it threw off the rest of your day. You locked yourself in your dorm and smoked yourself into oblivion- ignoring your phone and the many texts from your boyfriends, and masturbating until it hurt too much to continue. Your clit was sore and throbbing and walking was uncomfortable when you got up to take a shower.

By the time you finished cleaning up there was a violent pounding at your door. You opened the door and Shoto's concerned faced morphed into anger when he was hit with the smell of weed and your blank face.

"Why the fuck weren't you answering the chat? Or my calls?"

"I turned my phone off early this morning. Didn't want to turn it back on." Was all you could manage, turning to finish getting dressed, a flash of annoyance going through you when Sho grabbed your wrist.

"Do you know how fucking worried I was?"

"I don't fucking care Shoto! I didn't want my fucking phone on. I didn't want you people fucking calling me." You were too angry to realize you fucked up, only scoffing in the face of Shoto's complete shock at your rudeness.

You both knew sometimes the haunting effects of your trauma could make you lash out at each other, Dabi too, but you had also all agreed never to take it out on each other.

So even though Sho could see something had obviously triggered you, he couldn't allow this behavior to go unchecked.

"We're not people, you fucking little brat. And if you want to make your punishment for today's little stunt worse then by all means keep running your mouth." You winced as you shifted your weight from one foot too another once the sharpness of Sho's tone finally cut through your bravado.

"What the fuck did you do." It was all but growled at you while he took out his phone, to call the others for you punishment you realized with a gulp. If all four of them were needed to punish you... you must have really fucked up.

"N-nothing.." It was a strange, insidious form of self harm you'd developed in highschool. Usually only realizing what you'd done when it was too late. But masturbating until your clit hurt too much to walk was self harm just like any other form.

"That's fine, we'll get it out of you one way or another." He clenched his jaw but only spoke a few terse words to someone, Dabi you guessed. "Found her. Come pick us up at her dorm. Call the others."

"Get dressed." You almost flinched at the way he barked at you, Shoto was usually soft spoken to the extreme even when he was high. But now he was properly angry at you and you just felt like shit.

You tried to hide the winces and awkward movements to accommodate the new discomfort, and eventually Sho orders you to get on the bed and spread your legs.

When he sees just how engorged your clit is, how you flinch from the barest touches to it, he glares at you with such anger you're truly worried for what your punishment was going to hold.

"I'll carry you to the car. But you're in no way off the hook."

You end up being piggybacked to Dabi's car, and told to lay down and shut up in the backseat while the two men talked in the front seat. Unfortunately for you, Shoto's anger and the chill of Dabi's leather seats sobered you up quickly. Not to mention the bits and pieces of their conversation you overheard.

"Bakugou's fucking pissed. Even Shinsou raised his voice."

"So did I... stubborn as usual."

"The fuck are we gonna do with her?"

"Considering she rubbed her clit literally raw to the point I'm literally concerned, I thought it'd be a perfect time to remind her orgasms are a reward to be earned or taken away depending on her behavior."

"God damnit, that's my job stupid fucking slut." Dabi cursed at you worriedly over his shoulder, and you couldn't stop the way you whimpered in response because your thighs clenched together automatically and now you were paying the price.

Or so you thought.

But even through all the torture they put you through that evening for not coming to them when you had been triggered, and for shutting them out- resulting in them not being there to stop you from hurting yourself, you weren't truly sorry until you were stretched around Bakugou's shaft while Shinsou, Shoto, and Dabi took turns fucking loads into your ass.

They decided that each of them would give you a load for every missed call they sent to your phone.

Bakugou's job was to spank your ass hard enough to make you clench around whichever two dicks were in you at the moment, making you apologize for every missed call and reminding you "We wouldn't fucking call if we didn't care."

You were trembling in his lap, your face buried in his neck as Shoto fucked you relentlessly- happy to take out all his worry and anger on your ass and adding his final load to the mess in your ass.

When Shinsou pressed into you for one last round in your sloppy hole, Dabi and Sho went to either side of Bakugou, sitting beside him so they could see your face as you were fucked as befitted a punishment- hard, with little pleasure that didn't come with more pain.

"Do you know why you need to answer daddy's calls baby?" Shinsou groaned in your ear as he gripped your hips tightly, and when you took too long to gather your scattered thoughts Bakugou was happy to pop your ass. "You were asked a question, brat."

"B-because I belong to you." You answered, more a sob than anything, like Dabi drilled into taught you. At the end of the day that's what he saw the crux of the problem was, you didn't truly think they wanted you to belong to them. And maybe his moody ass was right.

"Yes, and because you belong to me, to all of us, we need to always be able to reach you. Keep you in line, keep you safe even from yourself if we need to. Cause that's what you need, isn't it kitten." This time it wasn't a question and as you finally broke down and cried. Sho's cold hand and Dabi's hot hand each claimed on of your thighs on either side of Bakugou's waist, and Bakugou wrapped his hand around your throat loosely to make sure you kept your eyes on his even through your tears.

Shinsou felt his orgasm approaching as you started to whimper out apologies to all of them, told them you needed them to keep you safe and that you'd be good from now on, because nothing aroused him more than fucking you with the others back into his sweet baby.

When you woke up next, you were sandwiched between Shinsou and Bakugou while Dabi and Sho made out at the foot of the bed.

"You finally awake sleepy head?" Shinsou's soft voice was heard above you, and as you took stock of the fact that you were freshly washed and dressed, you felt grateful for these guys all over again.

"Hurts, daddy.." You admitted quietly, and Bakugou reached to the table closest to the bed and grabbed a cold wash cloth, both him and your daddy holding you open to press the cool cloth to your aching clit. Sho and Dabi paused to watch worriedly, Dabi's piercing blue eyes glaring at you as he growled, "Don't you ever pull that shit again. We can't touch your clit for days now."

"Days?" You pouted but Bakugou just pressed a little too hard and you were whining from the pain. His crimson eyes met yours angrily as well.

"Days. This is a punishment afterall. You're going to remember who you belong to. Who you obey. If we have to drive you insane by fucking you without giving release, then maybe you'll learn your lesson this time."

#dabi x reader #bakugou x reader #shinsou x reader #shoto x reader #dabi x shoto #group chat au #gc au #group chat boys #tw: dubcon #tw: duboius consent #tw: dark content #tw: kink

[haikyuucute]

Piss Me Off (Kuroo Tetsurou)

Summary: In an attempt to get back at Kuroo’s teasing, you pull a stunt that has him needing to teach you a little lesson

Warnings: dom!Kuroo, degredation, some choking... this is just all nsfw

Word Count: 2.6k

You made a mistake.

It seemed like a good idea at first, but now... not so much.

Kuroo Tetsurou was an insufferable tease. His teammates knew this, his classsmates knew this, rivaling teams especially knew it. But no one knew it better than you did.

Whether he was teasing you over a silly mistake you made in your homework, somehow having the audacity to make fun of your bed head, or when he was sending you inappropriate texts just to get you hot and bothered, you fully knew the extent of the Master of Provocation’s talent when it came to the matter.

And for once— once, you thought it would be a good idea to get back at him after he spent most of the day teasing you.

Your parents were out for the night and were supposed to come home sometime tomorrow night, so naturally, you invited Kuroo to come to your place after practice and sleep over. With the promise of having all night together, he took every chance during the day to leave lingering touches or whisper something dirty in your ear.

He was relentless and by the end of the day you were already soaked through your panties... so you decided to take matters into your own hands and give him a taste of his own medicine.

What was the worst that could happen?

It seemed like a reasonable question at first but as you replayed the scene in your head, you should’ve known better than to provoke the Master of Provocation himself.

After the last class of the day, you dragged Kuroo into the gym’s storage room and in seconds had his back pressed against a wall as you climbed to your knees, hands undoing his belt and pants.

He had been more than pleased with seeing how desperate he had made you throughout the day, grunts of your name slipping past his lips as he carded his fingers through your hair when you took his cock in your mouth.

The timing was perfect. He was this close to cumming down your throat, when you both heard Yamamoto asking where Kuroo was from just outside the storage room.

He ignored it of course, but you on the other hand... you pulled away, ripping his orgasm from him.

He stared at you in confusion and surprise, as a satisfied smirk made its way to your lips and you giggled.

You stood up, grabbing your bag. ”I guess you can’t keep your team waiting, Captain.”

It was as if time itself had stopped as you slowly watched the realization dawn on him as he finally understood what was happening.

You suddenly remembered how easy it was to forget how intimidating Kuroo could be.

”Are you trying to piss me off kitten, cause you succeeded,” his words were steady— the complete opposite of what you were aiming for, which was for a flustered reaction, a reaction that would’ve been more akin to your own if the tables were turned.

Your resolve suddenly crumbled, “I—“

”Get back on your knees, you’re not leaving me like this,” he said, gripping his cock and slowly pumping, all the while keeping his hooded gaze on your form.

From the sheer strictness in his tone you almost did as he said— almost.

You don’t know what came over you. Maybe you still felt the tiniest bit of satisfaction for getting one over Kuroo after all this time, or maybe you wanted to see what he would do if you denied him, but you straightened your back and tried your best at collecting yourself.

”W-well maybe you’ll think twice before teasing me all day,” you bit down on your lip, as you started backing away towards the exit.

”(F/N)—“

”And I wasn’t kidding, you don’t want to be late for practice. I’ll see you later—“

”(F/N), I fucking swear, if you leave—!“

”Bye, Tetsu~”

With that, you were able to successfully sneak out of the storage room without the team noticing before making your way out of the gym.

The fact that he used your first name instead of one of his pet names for you sent a chill down your spine.

You knew you’d be in for it later... you just didn’t think it would be this bad—

Your head was swimming, you couldn’t think and every nerve ending was on fire— you didn’t know how much more you could handle, he had been at if for god knows how long now, and you were close to tears.

You were completely naked except for your panties, your back to Kuroo’s chest and legs hooked over his own, keeping you spread open for him as his fingers teased you through the material covering your pussy. And while you were naked yourself, he was still completely clothed as he sat behind you.

He went back and forth from slipping his hand into your panties and sliding his fingers into your swollen cunt, fingering you until you were so close to cumming, before pulling his fingers back out, instead running them over your clothed slit and playing with your clit while you calmed down from what would’ve been another orgasm. His other arm was wrapped tightly around your waist, keeping you from squirming so much.

He ignored you the entire time, he had put a movie on in front of the two of you and directed his attention to the screen, ignoring every whine and moan you made— every incoherent cry of his name.

Another desperate whine escaped your lips and you sniffled, as he pulled his fingers out of you for the umpteenth time.

Your pussy ached, lips puffy and clit swollen— and you were so uncomfortably wet.

”T-Tetsu... please..” you whimpered, not even caring in the slightest how pathetic you sounded anymore, “‘M sorry—please.”

By some chance, he finally— finally— said something.

“If you’re gonna keep whining like a whore, maybe I should gag you like one too.” He scoffed.

“..Tetsu...”

He turned his gaze down towards you, face hard as he raised an eyebrow, “What did I just say?” he asked rhetorically, fingers slowly circling your clit through your panties.

You bit your lip, blinking back the tears that wanted to fall as you stared off to the side, trying your best to not moan at the feeling of his fingers.

He sighed at the pathetic display, the arm wrapped around your waist, letting go so he could wrap his hand around your throat and direct your gaze upwards at him.

”You brought this upon yourself kitten,” he hummed, “I wanted to fuck you so bad tonight and make you cum over and over again, but then you had to go and pull that little stunt.”

You couldn’t help the desperate whine that escaped you, “I’m sorry!— Please, I want your cock, I want you to fuck me — I just thought—“

”No,” he suddenly slipped two fingers in your mouth, keeping you from speaking, “You didn’t think, that was the problem. You don’t get to get away with acting like a whore and not expect to get punished. So you’re gonna be the good little slut I know you can be and take every second of this, right kitten?”

A slightly strangled whimper left your throat, a few tears finally escaping, but you nodded.

”Good,” he hummed, pulling his fingers out of your mouth, instead deciding to toy with one of your nipples, “It’s funny how you think you still deserve my cock after what you pulled.” He idly commented as he turned his full attention to your pussy, once again slipping his fingers into your panties, “It’s a shame too— look how fucking wet you are, you completely ruined your panties, soaked right through ‘em.” He dipped the tip of his middle finger in your pussy, groaning at how easily it slipped in. “Bet my cock would slip right in.”

“Fuck~” a quiet breathy moan escaped you as you squirmed against his hand, your own hands clinging onto his bicep for support.

”So needy,” he hummed, as he spread you wider with his legs. With that he pressed his index finger in as well before slipping the two digits in you, “Clenching around my fingers so hard,” he grunted, rutting his cock against your lower back.

You couldn’t stop yourself from wrapping a hand around his wrist and grinding down, much to Kuroo’s distaste, he quickly pulled your hand away with his free one, before slipping his fingers out of you and smacking your clit. You yelped, your whole body jerking at the impact.

”Behave. Don’t make this worse for yourself, I’ll drag this out even longer if I need to until you learn your lesson,” his fingers slid back into your pussy.

”But I have,” you whined, “I have learned my lesson.”

He hummed, curling his fingers into you, “I think you’re definitely getting there pretty girl,” his fingers sped up, thrusting and curling right into your g-spot, making more tears slip out as you hung onto every bit of pleasure he was giving you. “Beg,” he suddenly grunted, “Let me hear how badly you want my cock.” A sudden stream of pleads left your lips, some coherent and others incoherent. He tsked, “I think you can do better than that kitten. Y’know my hand’s pretty tired, maybe I should just stop and take a break— make you ruin a different pair of panties in an hour or so—“

“No-!” You yelped, cutting him off, “Please, please, please Tetsu— I want— need your cock. ‘M so wet Captain— please fuck me into the mattress—“

”Hmm, that’s better.” But just when you thought he was going to let you cum on his fingers, he pulled them out again, making a broken cry fall from your lips. But he quickly soothed your panic with his next words, “Hands and knees, I think you finally learned your lesson.”

You shakily did as he told you, unhooking your legs from his knees, quickly sliding your panties off, and scrambling onto your knees, supporting yourself on your elbows.

It was a position that usually made you feel flustered from how vulnerable it made you feel, but all you could think about was Kuroo finally letting you cum.

You felt the mattress shift beneath you as he moved behind you.

He shrugged off his red volleyball jacket before pulling his t-shirt over his head and tossing the two off to the side. He made sure to take his time as you shivered with anticipation.

But Kuroo was an impatient person himself sometimes and as soon as he pushed his sweatpants past his hips, he hissed when his cock sprung free. He had been painfully hard for a while now and needed a release almost as bad as you did.

He leaned over, reaching for your nightstand for a condom.

As quickly as he could, he tore one open and rolled it onto his length before he shifted forward, the head of his cock brushing your entrance, and dipping in ever so slightly.

“No more teasing Tetsurou,” you whined out.

You couldn’t see the shit eating grin that painted his lips as he did what he did next, “Alright kitten. No more teasing.” And with that he slid in and snapped into you hard, jolting you forward.

With a loud moan your upper body fell to the mattress and you buried your face in the sheets. Kuroo groaned as well, a deep guttural one as he gripped your hips in a bruising hold.

”So fucking tight,” he grunted, pulling out and snapping into you once again.

He continued these sharp thrusts and soon fell into a rhythm, his thrusts hard and fast. The only sounds in the room were your moans mixing with Kuroo’s grunts, the sound of skin slapping against skin, and the quiet drone of the movie that still played in front of the two of you.

You fisted the sheets tightly, burying your face into them as your moans got louder and louder. With how sensitive you were from before combined with Kuroo’s brutal pace, you were practically screaming at this point.

One of his hands left your hip, tangling into your hair and pulling your head up, “Wanna hear you,“ Kuroo grunted, as the sounds you made now rang freely throughout your bedroom. “Taking me so well kitten— such a good little cockslut— fuck— you’re fucking dripping— can hardly keep my cock from slipping out— from how soaked you are,” he teased.

Your moans were the only response he got, making him smirk.

”Can’t even fucking speak, can you?” He asked with a breathy laugh, his hips snapping into you even harder, “You close yet pretty girl?”

“Y-y—yes,” you managed to get out.

The next thing you knew, Kuroo was pulling you up like you weighed nothing, your back flush to his chest, with your head lolling back on his shoulder. He wrapped an arm around your middle to hold you up while his other hand snaked down to your pussy to toy with your clit. High pitched moans escaped you as he continued to fuck into you roughly.

Kuroo crashed his lips against yours as your head was tilted back, kissing you messily. You had trouble keeping up with how much your head was spinning, making the kiss a mess of teeth and tongue. You raised a hand and wound it into his messy black locks, needing something to hold on to.

He pulled back, gazing down at you and how fucked out you were. Dried tears on your cheeks as you trembled, face completely screwed up in pleasure. “Fuck, just look at you kitty— you’re a fucking mess— just a little slut for my cock,” he groaned, close to cumming.

“Fuck— ‘m gonna-“ you gasped out.

”Cum?” He finished for you, “Cum then. Be a good girl and cum all over my cock.”

With a few more sharp thrusts, you keened loudly as you came hard— one of the hardest orgasms you ever had. Kuroo followed not too far behind as he moaned loudly, muffling it against your neck.

The two of you rode out your climaxes together, Kuroo holding onto you tightly as you slumped against him as soon as you came down from your high.

You both panted hard, and you finally felt how exhausted you truly were after that as your whole body ached.

Kuroo gently lowered you back down onto the bed, quickly tossing out the condom before he was pulling you into him and wrapping his body around yours protectively.

”Good girl,” he muttered breathlessly, pressing a kiss to your forehead and carding his fingers through your hair, “You okay kitten?”

You nodded wordlessly as you buried your face in his neck, breathing in his scent.

”It wasn’t too much for you to handle?”

”No,” you softly answered.

”I wasn’t too mean before?”

You shook your head, “No... but I’m never doing dumb shit like that again to mess with you.” You mumbled lazily.

He chuckled, “Y’know what? Feel free to, it’s kinda fun having to punish you when you act like a brat.”

“You just like having an excuse to tease me more,” you huffed.

“Hm that’s definitely a plus,” he sighed, sitting up, “Let’s get you cleaned up now and head to bed. Since I didn’t get to fuck you how I originally wanted to tonight, we have a lot of lost time to make up for before your parents come back tomorrow,” he grinned down at you devilishly, making your eyes widen. With that he picked you up and carried you to the bathroom to run a bath.

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A/N: Oof I’m still working through a writers block so I ended up revising this fic five times and proof reading this final draft three times. And I just— my brain is fried.... But now it’s time to start the Iwaizumi smut I’ve been planning lolol

#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #kuroo #kuroo tetsurou #kuroo x reader #kuroo tetsurou x reader