Since you want to be realistic can you write something about squirting? What if r has been trying to squirt but fails (because not all women can do that) but spencer is being patient and helps stimulate her?
(18+, MDNI) Unprotected sex, squirting, and no plot. This is just pure filth and very graphic ~2k words
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Spencer tries to stimulate you into the most intense pleasure.
Wet. You were wet everywhere. Your skin was drenched in sweat as you lay against the bed. Your hair was a mess across the pillow, some strands stuck to your damp forehead. But the most intense sensation, the one that captured your entire focus, was the throbbing wetness between your thighs.
It felt as if every nerve in your body converged at that single, overwhelming point. How could you not when he was positioned between your legs, his body pressed firmly against yours, grinding the hard length of his cock against your soft, swollen folds?
You whimpered, feeling the underside of his cock brush your clit with every thrust. He had been doing this for what felt like an eternity, and you willingly accepted him, writhing beneath his body. His sweat-coated skin slid against yours as you clung to him, his mouth hovering just above yours, lips barely touching.
You felt his hips withdraw, pulling back from your body before thrusting forward again. The slick mix of your arousal caused him to slip slightly, and the tip of his cock pushed into you without warning. You gasped at the sudden, intense stretch.
But just as quickly as it happened, he pulled out again, leaving you whimpering at the sudden loss. "W-Why’d you stop?"
He hovered above you, his breath hot and heavy against your skin. “I’m trying to stimulate you, remember?”
His palm brushed your skin, edging closer to your aching cunt. Your mouth fell open against his as he found your clit, slowly circling it with his fingers. You arched into his touch as he applied gentle pressure.
“I-I am stimulated,” you convinced him. Your brows knitted together when his movements intensified, his fingers pressing more firmly. The sensation was almost too much, but not enough. “I’m ready.”
He shook his head. “You need to be relaxed and comfortable. It’s all about building up the right kind of pressure and being fully aroused.”
You sighed. “I don’t know why you’re so intent on making it happen… It’s never happened before.”
"It might happen now."
"It won't. There must be something wrong with my body."
“There's nothing wrong with your body. Everyone is different, and that’s perfectly okay." He leaned in, his lips brushing your ear as he whispered, "But imagine if it does happen…”
His voice trailed off as he continued to caress you, drawing a gasp from your lips. His movements were slow and lazy, but precise, focusing on the most sensitive spots with an intensity that belied his relaxed pace.
"Spence..." you whined. The slow, teasing pace was driving you wild, but you knew he could hold out much longer than you could. "I want to feel you.”
"Patience," he murmured, his fingers never ceasing their rhythm. "The more we build, the more intense it will be."
Your hips bucked into his hand, your body pleading for more. The tension inside you coiled tighter and tighter, your breaths coming in shallow, rapid gasps.
"Please,” you breathed. The need in your voice was undeniable, and you felt him smile against your skin.
Finally, he relented, shifting his position into a sitting position before grabbing a pillow. “Lift your hips for me.”
“We’re using a pillow?”
“I’m trying something,” he replied. “It should help change the angle and make things feel even more intense.”
You raised your hips as instructed, and he carefully positioned the pillow under you, elevating your lower back. “I see you’ve done your research.”
A bashful smile crossed his face as he settled back between your legs. "Maybe a little.”
With the pillow perfectly positioned, he aligned himself again and slowly pushed into you. His eyes were fixated on the way your body welcomed him, but he didn't push any further. Instead, he began a slow, tantalizing rhythm, barely his tip moving in and out, teasing you with each shallow thrust.
The sensation was maddening. You felt every inch of him, the slow, steady strokes sent ripples of pleasure through your body.
"Oh, that's..."
"Good?"
"Very good," you managed, a moan punctuating your words.
How could something so simple feel so intense? Each teasing thrust seemed to make every nerve ending in your body come alive. The gentle rhythm, the soft sound of his breath mingling with your moans, created an atmosphere of pure, unadulterated desire.
It was evident in the way his eyes darkened with every gasp you let out, the way his hands gripped your hips a little tighter. It was evident in the soft, slick sounds your bodies made with each teasing thrust, your arousal intensifying with every movement.
Your hands gripped the sheet as you fought to keep some semblance of control. And when you thought it couldn’t get any better, he proved you wrong when his thumb found your clit.
“Oh…” you moaned, surprised even by your own voice. The sudden, intense sensation sent a shockwave through your body, making you arch towards him involuntarily. His thumb circled your clit slowly, as if he was experimenting, finding the exact rhythm that made you quiver.
It was as if you were his perfect study, each movement of his thumb carefully gauging your reactions. He watched intently, learning what made you gasp and what made you moan, fine-tuning his touch to drive you closer to the edge.
"Stimulating the G-spot and clit simultaneously can increase your pleasure,” he murmured, his eyes never leaving your body. “It’s all about building the right kind of pressure.”
“Spence…” you gasped, your voice coming in broken fragments as pleasure overwhelmed you.
“Breathe. Trust your body.”
You focused on your breathing, drawing air in and out, as your eyes fixed on the sight before you. Looking up, you saw his messy hair shadowing his intense eyes. Your gaze then traced the line of his chest, down to his narrowed waist, across the soft curve of his stomach. The trail of hair leading down from his navel drew your eyes further down, and you paused, mesmerized by the sight of his cock moving in and out of you.
Then he pushed deeper, stretching you further than before. The sensation was intense, a delicious mixture of pleasure and the slightest hint of pain as you adjusted to his fullness. Your fingers dug into the sheets, gripping them tightly as you watched him start to rut his hips into you.
You cried out as his thumb increased the pressure on your clit. It was becoming too much, the sensation was familiar yet different, and your body started to shake. He noticed your reaction and adjusted his angle slightly, aiming to maximize the stimulation while his thumb continued its relentless motion.
“Are you close?”
"Y-Yes," you managed to moan, your body quivering with the approaching climax. The way he angled his thrusts, hitting that perfect spot every time was driving you insane. He watched you intently, his movements never faltering, increasing the pace just enough to push you further.
You felt the climax building, unstoppable, like a tidal wave ready to crash. "Spence... I'm going to..." you gasped, unable to finish your words.
He pulled out at that instant, and you thought the sensation would leave you, but it was already traveling through your body. You cried out, filthy and unfiltered, as your orgasm ripped through you. Your body convulsed, trembling uncontrollably as your cunt clenched around nothing, the release so powerful it left you breathless.
Just as you started to calm yourself, Spencer pushed his cock back into you, drawing a gasp from your lips.
“Oh god…” you breathed, the renewed sensation overwhelming your still-sensitive body.
He watched you intently, the way your body thrashed against the bed, legs instinctively falling further apart. Sensing an opportunity, he let go of your clit and reached to hold the back of your thighs, gently parting you even further, quickening his pace.
“Spence, I can’t—” you began, but your words were cut off by a high-pitched moan as he hit a particularly sensitive spot.
“You can take it,” he encouraged. “You’re almost there.”
You shook your head, feeling an unfamiliar pressure building. “I-It feels weird,” you whined, your head lolling against the sheets. “I need to pee.”
“That’s a good sign, it means you’re really close,” he explained gently, not slowing his movements but watching you more closely for any sign of discomfort. “Try to relax.”
Your body turned slightly, a fluid, almost hypnotic motion as the warmth deep inside you swelled, sending ripples of intense sensation coursing through your wet sex. The pressure built, unfamiliar yet compelling.
“I-I really need to p-pee.”
“Shh, you’re alright,” he assured you. “Just breathe through it.”
Taking his advice, you focused on your breathing and felt him quicken his pace. You squeezed your eyes shut as he rocked into you harder. Every time his throbbing cock squelched through your aching core, your arousal spread to his pelvis, his thighs, and his knees. The intensity was almost too much, but also too good to want it to stop.
Your breath hitched when he momentarily pulled away, then abruptly replaced his already quick tempo with an even more vigorous pace and your cunt instinctively clenched around him, your muscles spasming fiercely as he fucked in and out of you with relentless force. Your body tightened, and that unfamiliar sensation returned.
"Spencer," you gasped, the words catching in your throat as you felt every inch of him. The friction was perfect—intense, almost overwhelming, bordering on unbearable.
"Let it out," Spencer encouraged, his hands finding your hips, guiding you with a firm, steady pressure. “I got you.”
"Fuck," you moaned, tears brimming in the corners of your eyes from the intensity. You blinked your them open and quickly noticed the fucked-out look on his face, the way his mouth hung open as he focused on your pleasure.
His gaze was intense, almost devouring, as he watched every reaction, every shift of your body. The deep lines of concentration on his forehead showed how much he was invested in your satisfaction, and how much he wanted to see you unravel.
It was the trigger your body needed.
With that, you suddenly climaxed, calling out his name in a trembling moan as all of your muscles spasmed together, legs buckling completely as you drenched him with your warm liquid. The pressure was so intense that the liquid pushed himself out, but he stayed close to you, holding the base of his cock in place as he let the tip rub against your throbbing cunt the whole time you convulsed.
There was so much of your release drenching him and the sheets that you couldn’t believe he was capable of squeezing an orgasm so intense, let alone the satisfied smile he wore as he looked down at you in approval.
“You did it,” he murmured, his voice filled with pride and affection. His thumb gently traced circles on your hip as he lay beside you. “How do you feel?”
You took a moment to catch your breath before answering him. “Overwhelmed,” you whispered, a dazed smile spreading across your face. “And very wet.”
He laughed, a warm, infectious sound that made you feel even more at ease. He then grabbed your hip, his hand trailing down your leg before gently lifting it and placing it over his, turning your body toward him.
His hand rested comfortably on your thigh. “I think I can handle a little wetness.”
“You handle it very well.”
His grin widened, and he leaned in to capture your lips in a gentle, lingering kiss. “Do you want to do it again?”
You pulled away slightly. “That’s possible?”
“Absolutely. In fact, you can try to control it yourself.”
“…How?”
He suddenly pulled you on top of him, guiding you so that you straddled his hips. The sudden movement made you giggle, a light, joyous sound that filled the room as you buried your face in his neck. It was safe to say he helped you learn what your body was truly capable of that night.
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sooooo like what about running a train but you gotta start with Noah and end with Noah😏
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CHOO CHOO BABY😈
CHOO CHOO BABY! 😏 This one is a bit long, so buckle up.
"Take all of it," Noah demanded with a thrust as he spilled himself inside of you.
You wanted desperately to grab onto him but your hands were tied together above your head.
"Be good for them, angel. I'll be watching," he rolled off of you with a gentle kiss.
Suddenly, Folio appeared on the side of your head, softly opening your jaw.
"Open wide for me sweetheart."
You did and hummed in delight when his cock slid along your tongue. His hands buried in your hair, locking you in place, as he fucked your throat. The bed beneath you creaked with each thrust until his hips shuddered, his warm cum shooting down your throat.
Drool ran down your chin to your breasts where Nicholas was there to lick it up before he sat down on your hips; your aching clit brushing against him and you whined.
Noah's rule: you couldn't cum until everyone else had.
"Stay still for me, honey. I want to paint those pretty tits with my cum," Nichoals wrapped his hand around his cock.
You watched as his movements were fast and whined again when you saw him gather the precum that bled from the slit and he wiped it along your lips.
"How do I taste?"
You licked it up like it was your last meal. "So good, Nicky."
His hand moved even faster now and pretty quickly, he emptied himself all over your chest, smearing it with his cock.
Soon he was gone, replaced by Jolly who gazed down at you with a softer gaze than you expected.
"You doing alright?"
You nodded, in pure euphoric bliss. "I'm alright."
"Good," he tapped your thigh before rolling you into your stomach and yanking your ass in the air.
You looked up at the mirror across the bed to see his god-like stature behind you, jerking himself off, and you marveled at how gorgeous he looked with his long hair falling into his face and the dark hair that covered his chin.
You pressed your ass higher up to him and he groaned at the sight of your dripping cunt.
"So pretty," he mused before you felt the familiar feeling of warm cum against the hole of your ass, it drips down your leg.
You were about to fall onto the bed when another body helped you onto your back and you gave Matt a lazy smile.
"You're not getting tired on me, are you baby?" He guided the head of his cock between your soaked folds.
You let out a groan/moan mixture. You weren't sure what to call it but regardless, it was sinful. Matt continued to slide his cock up and down your soaked cunt, never entering you.
"Matt," Noah warned from his position next to the bed, watching the two of you intently.
Noah's other rule: No one fucks your cunt but him.
Matt rolled his eyes. "Calm down, I just want to feel how wet she is."
You whined out in displeasure when he continued to slide up and down against you. When you were sure you were about to cum, he beat you to it and covered your stomach with his cum.
Noah was quick to replace Matt as he wrapped his legs around his back, slipping inside you with ease from how wet and sticky you were due to others cum.
"You did so well, angel," he praised while biting your nipple. "You can cum. Let go."
You did with an ear-piercing scream, your walls clenching over Noah's cock as he filled you up yet again.
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I don't know if anyone thought of this, but what about a Loonatics Unleashed opposite au? I already have a few ideas:
Common stuff:
- All the Loonatics are villains while all the villains are the heroes.
- The Loonatics black part of the suits are white.
- The triangles on the Loonatics suits are upside-down.
- Some of these might change.
- Zadavia and Optimatus are gods instead of aliens in this au.
- Might genderbend them later but I don't know.
- They have the same powers as they do in the normal show.
Now, the Loonatics themselves:
Ace Bunny:
- He's usually always angry and has a big temper.
- His laser eyes are always activated, meaning he's always ready to shoot and blast at anyone.
- His laser eyes are only off when he looks at someone he likes (cough cough Duck cough cough.) or is calm. (Which barely happens.)
- He literally hates everyone, especially Zadavia, Lexi, and sometimes Rev.
- Only leader because Duck didn't want to be.
- He has a big ego and will usually use it to make himself bigger then he actually is.
- Everyone hates him besides Duck and Tech. (Tech is too dumb to hate him or to really care.)
- "God damn it guys! You always ruin everything!"
Danger Duck:
- How is he a villain?
- Cares about Ace a lot and is the only one who calls him a good leader.
- He doesn't really like being looked at or having attention on him.
- Hates attention actually.
- Doesn't feel like he deserves to be loved by anyone or anything.
- Everyone likes him.
- Has 0 self-confidence.
- He usually likes staying away from fighting so he always asks Zadavia if he can just stay at HQ because he hates fighting but still does go out in the field to try and help.
- Has never harmed anyone during a fight unless he has to get away.
- He is Zadavia's favorite.
- Cares about the others and if they get hurt. (He usually bandages them up and such.)
- He usually tries to hide when there are a lot of people.
- Hates having a lot of eyes on him. (He's better with one on ones.)
- Never swears (He refuses to and sees them as very hurtful.)
- Everyone respects and loves him, which he doesn't get.
- Hides his face most of the time. (He thinks his scars make him look ugly.)
- "Are you guys ok? Nothing broken or anything right?"
Tech E. Coyote:
- Unlike what his name says, he is actually very dumb and stupid.
- Doesn't know what is happening a lot of the time.
- He is more like a savage animal.
- Enjoys getting hurt or killed because he at least knows he'll just come back.
- Is around Rev most of the time because he enjoys Rev's threats to cut him open or skin him when he's fully aware he'll be fine.
- Speaks about nonsense a lot of the time, which annoys Rev more as Rev corrects him a lot.
- He would kill the rest of the team if it wasn't for the collar Rev made.
- He has a big kill count.
- Dispite hating Rev as well he does find Rev attractive for some odd reason.
- "Come on, just one bite won't hurt."
Rev Runner:
- The smart guy of the group. (Someone has to be.)
- His hair or top feathers are down all the time, and his tail feathers are very short and also down
- Likes roadrunner meat. (Yes, he's a cannibal.)
- Blames Rip for all his scars. (An accident happened causing Rev to have a lot of burn marks and losing an arm which he had to replace with a robot one and losing vision in one of his eyes.)
- Was the hated child who also got abused. (Which is also why he hates Rip because Rip got a lot of good attention.)
- Hates Tech but also enjoys him sometimes.
- Is the only one who can keep up with Tech's nonsense, which while annoying, he knows what to correct.
- Is lazy most of the time and only makes inventions when he feels like he has to.
- The one who least repeats or likes Duck, but he still does somewhat.
- Usually talks business with Slam.
- Never goes on missions because he's to lazy to.
- Always wears a lab coat.
- Rip believes he's dead.
- "No, you can do that later after a few tests I do on them."
Slam Tasmanian:
- Secret Villian
- Is the only Loonatic people don't know about as he doesn't go on missions and is very busy with his business.
- Has a successful business and is very rich.
- Speaks perfect English and is British. (Don't ask how.)
- Hates getting his hands dirty.
- Is the only reason Rev can make his inventions.
- "As you can see on this chart."
Lexi Bunny:
- Is a spoiled brat.
- Hates Ace as she seems him as very usless.
- Will usually say how beautiful she is and comparing herself to the others to bring them down. (She barely does it to Duck.)
- Hates it when people bring up her flaws, but she's perfectly fine with bringing others flaws up to make herself look better.
- Hates video games and sees them as a waste of time.
- Is usually putting makeup on herself or making herself look good before missions.
- "God damn it! You broke one of my nails!"
Zadavia:
- Godess of chaos and disharmony. (Again and her brother are gods in this au.)
- Hates everyone besides Duck.
- Hates Ace the most.
- Actually tries to spoil Duck which he's uncomfortable with.
- Keeps asking Duck if he wants to be the lead, which he says no to.
- "I'm so proud of you Duck."
That's all for now! Note again that some of these might change and let me know if you wanna know if you guys want a part 2. Hope to see ya all later!
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Does anyone else feel like almost all of the conflicts that had to do with the various character dynamics in Chain of Thorns didn’t actually get resolved, they just unexplainably ceased to exist after two books of building them up because CC didn’t feel like writing them anymore and she didn’t know how to resolve it naturally after how she’d built the issues up so much?
Like how none of the characters but Cordelia and Thomas had any clue about the Alastair and Charles situation and then suddenly in CoT it was like who doesn’t know? Of course Matthew knew and didn’t say anything before and then randomly brought it up to Cordelia in Paris while assuming she knew too
Or how Alastair and Thomas went from how things were at the end of CoI with Alastair thinking it could never work because Thomas’s friends hate him to oh look everyone suddenly is friends with Alastair with no grudge with no development of that in this book at all, just an abrupt shift
Especially the Alastair and Matthew dynamic where Matthew hated Alastair and wanted him to have nothing to do with any of their friends and he spent CoI ranting about him to Cordelia. And then suddenly in CoT it’s like of course Matthew is supportive of Thomas and Alastair and oh look Matthew and Alastair are suddenly not just tolerating each other for Thomas’s sake but friends despite barely interacting and no development actually showing and never getting any mention of the other in their own POVs, just having Cordelia be like Alastair stop being dumb, you’re literally friends with him now
Or like everyone other than Christopher and Grace where it was like oh we don’t like her for how she’s treated us and her friends straight to anyway she’s one of us. Like yes Grace was useful and yes Tatiana manipulated her whole life, but none of that was why anyone changed their minds or opinions? It was just suddenly the flip of a switch when it was convenient for CC
Or Anna and Ariadne where it didn’t so much develop as Anna just acted mean to Ariadne on and off throughout the series and at the end of CoI she wanted nothing to do with a relationship and then in CoT she was just suddenly like sure I guess I do. Also, slightly different note, but I did not like that Anna barely interacted with anyone else for the entire book and she was just off in the corner being an irrelevant romantic subplot for almost all of the book except when she showed up to barely even be shown in the background being sad about her brother being dead
(Although Anna still got more of a reaction than everyone else and his death was poorly executed all around in the sense of how did you write this so predictably and poorly that no one even knows when he died and it’s so background and 99% of the characters don’t care at all and we don’t see his parents finding out or much of Thomas’s reaction or anything and it’s just as if he wasn’t a character anymore 2 seconds later which is a different genre of issue with CoT but similar problem in the sense that both issues made the book feel a lot more emotionless to read)
And how the issues of Thomas and Alastair being together as two men and Anna and Ariadne being together as two women in this time and the issues of what would happen if the fact that Charles and Alastair were gay got out to the entire Clave just disappeared and never got addressed at all. We know how the ClVe reacted to Alec Lightwood YEARS later. We know society was homophobic at the time TLH is set and that it seems like shadowhunter society was a lot less open-minded than mundanes a century later
I understand that Charles being blackmailed and making shitty decisions was annoying but it was like suddenly everyone finding out wouldn’t have consequences and all the other queer men characters were like how could you possibly be worried about this :/ as if they haven’t spent the whole series knowing they have to be careful about who they tell. And then suddenly it was just of course it’s totally fine and safe to have everyone find out and why wouldn’t you be fine with that. And it was really written in a way that had other queer characters like oh Charles is such a coward for not being ready to publicly tell a bunch of homophobic people his sexuality and it just wasn’t it??? And super weird after Thomas was terrified of telling even Anna and Matthew for years. And also, I did not care for the fact that when Charles did go risk getting outed to finally do the right thing, we didn’t even get to see it through any character’s perspective or how that important meeting went, we just got one line of dialogue from somebody else saying that it happened with no details at all. And I can’t think of other examples right now but there were quite a few moments like that where we got one line saying that something had happened that was important to the plot and to characters’ development that seemed like it would have been more interesting than some of what we did get to see where it was just totally breezed over and way too easy and totally background to less important stuff
And then there was the whole no one reacting to Ariadne and Anna dancing together publicly thing was like yeah that’s nice I guess but not realistic and it doesn’t go with the way things have been presented up to that point, it also just feels like a situation where CC was like well this would be easier for me so there just won’t be consequences and then they can easily end up happily together
And then there was the whole Thomas and Alastair thinking they couldn’t realistically be together thing and knowing they couldn’t get married or be known to be together by anyone they’re not close to and then at the end it’s still not really addressed how they’re going to be together? Like there was the laziest write off of the family tree being wrong and then we still are just left to assume that eventually they move in together and suddenly it’s not a problem and everyone’s fine with it? And then I also feel like we don’t actually know if everyone found out about Alastair and Charles’ sexualities after the blackmail or if people are going to assume about Thomas and Alastair or if that’ll cause issues or if no one knows outside of who they’ve told and they have to be careful or what. Which like wouldn’t necessarily need to be addressed if it wasn’t for the logistics of being together as two men in that time being part of the obstacle that they were struggling with being in their way and then it felt like it was totally forgotten to even be one at the end by CC
Idk like I’d love to think they just lived in a world where homophobia didn’t exist but it felt like homophobia was a plot point when CC wanted it to be an inconvenience and then suddenly disappeared just to make her writing easier the moment she didn’t want it there anymore instead of actually addressing the plots she raised with it if that makes sense?
And sorry, I really did not mean to go on a rant this long. And maybe everyone else had a very different reading experience than I did and other people don’t agree with some or all of this. I personally am just very confused about how the book was almost 800 pages long and it felt like so much of the development in it was us abruptly being told that development had happened rather than actually getting to see it and how so many of the issues were abruptly solved in an I don’t want to write this issue anymore kind of way rather than anything actually needing to be worked at outside of the Belial situation
Edit: You know what, I mentioned it in my tags but I feel like it’s annoying enough to put in the body of the post and make it even longer. What the fuck was with everyone outing or potentially outing everyone else just so that characters could openly talk about the queer characters and tell them to do what they want them to? Why did Matthew out his brother multiple times? Like yes, the people he said it to coincidentally already knew, but he didn’t know that. And why was Thomas outing Alastair? The straights got to keep their secrets as long as they wanted and fix their problems more naturally. Why did I have to sit through queer characters constantly having their sexualities and romantic histories to everyone else when they clearly had not okayed it? Why were the queer characters doing so much of the outing? Why were people who cared about them and knew what it felt like to be afraid of the wrong person finding out just broadcasting their sexualities to make it easier for CC to breeze past development to have their things get resolved fast? Why did no character have an issue with it at all?
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