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deleteddewewted · 1 year
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Konig breeding kink drabble with fem reader?
W: NSFW, Breeding Kink, Overstimulation, Neediness, Fem! Reader
He's desperate to feel you under him. He sometimes mindlessly puts his hands under your shirt or slips them into your pants just to feel the heat of your skin. He sometimes stands behind you and presses his growing bulge against you to create some friction. He'd mouth at your skin even with his hood on and whine into your ears as he humped you.
He does this all the time when he knows he won't have time to spent with you but when he does have time he makes sure to let you straddle him and take your time with his body. He mumbles too, sweet nothing flowing out his mouth all while you ride him or tease his chest. The faint curses and pleas become more frequent the closer he is to orgasming.
"Let me fill you. Let me cum in you, please." He's breathy and he feels faint. His cum was already dripping out of you but he wasn't done yet. He was hard again and it hurt. He could feel the tears slip out of his eyes all while he begs you to ride him. To use him till your content and filled to the brim with his seed. He cums and shakes under you all while you tell him you're going to make him a father. He thinks he might just consider leaving the military to spend the rest of his life serving you hand and foot breeding you full of his cum.
By the end, he's dry. Nothing is coming out his tip anymore and all the cum he had is now filling you and dripping out onto his pelvis. He's tired and he just wraps his hands around you to keep you close. Doesnt even bother to pull out since he likes making sure everything stays inside you.
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robinthisbank · 7 months
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TikTokers are such pussies when it comes to ships. “B-but they’re not canon 🥺🥺🥺😭😭😖😖” honey back in my day we shipped characters from entirely different medias uphill both ways in the snow
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spongebobssquarepants · 8 months
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Nicki Minaj is officially a playable character now on “Call Of Duty”
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stinglesswasp · 13 days
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Overseas 🇺🇸
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cntloup · 18 days
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18+ MDNI Simon fucking you in a headlock
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You've been obsessed with his arms since day one.
And you finally asked him to do what you wanted for a while.
He made sure that you were comfortable, asking multiple times if you were ok.
And you breathed out 'yes' eagerly each time.
And now here you are as he fucks into your sopping pussy while having you in a headlock, thick veiny arm wrapped around your neck.
The burly mass of muscles puts enough pressure to make you dizzy, increasing the already intense pleasure of his fat cock splitting your weeping cunt open.
His other hand reaches around your body and lands on your sensitive puffy clit, rough fingers circling and pinching it while his wide hips slap against your rear with each ferocious plunge into you.
"You gonna be a good girl and cum f'me?" he grunts into your ear as he feels the ever increasing pressure of your pulsating pussy on his cock.
And you can only hum in response, the razing pleasure too much to bear, too much to let you form any coherent words.
You hold on to his strong arm wrapped around you, nails digging into his bicep and forearm, surely leaving crescent marks on his skin.
The delightful mix of sweet sensations, the aching drag of his thick cock along your sensitive walls repeatedly with the dizzying pleasure of his arm around your neck,
while his swollen red tip viciously attacks your gummy cervix and his calloused fingertips rub against your puffy clit send you to a state of pure engulfing euphoria.
And streams of your juices and cream gush out of you as you let out hiccupped moans, blended with his low growl of sheer pleasure as he fills up your welcoming womb with his seed.
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You stir awake, sighing as you roll over to face your sleeping husband. You sit up, fixing your stretchy shirt over your very swollen belly. You pat Simon’s side. “Si? Si! Si!”
He groans as he wakes up, rolling over and shoving his head into his pillow. “Go back t’ sleep.”
“I want a big mac.”
He groans louder. 
“Please, Si? I’m super hungry. And bubby keeps kicking.”
He sighs, “Look ‘t the time, lovie.”
You almost tear up. 
When he notices the frown on your face, he sighs again, getting up. “Which one is the closest?”
You smile, almost jumping with joy as you lean up to press a million kisses to his cheek. “The one on 42nd.”
He leans down, kissing your belly and your lips before heading off to get dressed. 
He returns 20 minutes later, a bag and 2 drinks in hand. You practically moan at the smell as he hands you the bag. 
“I love you,” you moan as you take a bite of your burger. He chuckles, eating his own. “Bubby loves you too. He’s kicking every time I take a bite.”
“Bet ‘e does.” Simon kisses your belly as you stuff a few fries in your mouth. “Lovie?”
“Yeah?” you ask with a mouth full. 
“Do ya think he’ll like me?”
“For the millionth time, my love, you are nothing like your father. You’re far too kind and too amazing and too sweet. He’s going to love you. Just like I do.”
He chuckles, “Love you too.”
He leans down, kissing your belly. 
“Both of ya annoying little buggers. Always fuckin’ hungry.”
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ghostly-whiskey · 13 days
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simon riley who you "meet" through a program where you can send care packages to soldiers. you don't think much of it at first, just a simple package with a few necessities and treats. and along with that, a short, but genuine and handwritten letter thanking the unknown soldier to you for their service.
and when you go to retrieve your mail a few weeks later after getting home from work, brows furrowing together as you shuffle through the stack of envelopes.
bill. another bill. advertisement. paycheck. handwritten addressed envelope from 'ghost'.
your brain doesn't even connect the dots until you are inside, fingers gently picking at the envelope until your able to drag a finger through the seal to open it. a simple piece of what looks like notebook paper is pulled from inside. unfolding it, eyes quickly scan the letter to get an idea what it's about.
you've done plenty of care packages before. never did you get a personalized thank you letter back, so, this was a first. the letter starting off by thank you for the package and that he enjoyed the items, especially the "sweet treats". the two words put in quotations as he referred to what you referred to them as in your own letter. your own brain cringing slightly as you remember what you wrote.
again, thank you for all that you do and enjoy the sweet treats!
and while you expected the letter to end after thanking you, it didn't. additional lines asking about you. the sets of questions ranging from asking how long have you been doing the care packages to general questions about yourself. then, at the very end, after signing off as 'ghost', you couldn't help but notice the chicken scratch of handwriting that added:
p.s. you don't need to respond back if you don't want to, just figured it be nice to get something back in return. thanks again.
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tacticalprincess · 1 month
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simon and könig being unable to stop bickering for a second, even when they’re balls deep inside of you. they’ve got you in an Eiffel Tower, könig’s cock filling your glossy pussy while simon stuffs your mouth. it took ages of convincing for them to even consider this position, but eventually they decided to put their discrepancies aside for the sake of you, their precious, spoiled little thing. it didn’t last very long though…
“jackhammer much, mate? you’ve got her choking on me over here.” simon points out, his heavy hand stroking your hair soothingly. könig’s using your hips as leverage, bucking into you at a rabid pace, each of his thrusts lurching your body forward and forcing you to take more of simon’s dick down your poor throat. “what happened to treatin’ the princess with care?”
“it’s okay, she likes it. isn’t that right, maus?”
your cheeks warm up as you hum around simon’s dick noncommittally. nothing gets passed the l.t though, and suddenly he’s gripping you by your hair, pulling your mouth off his cock.
“wait, you let him fuck your face?” he asks, sounding genuinely offended.
you wipe the line of spit that trails from your swollen lips all the way to his still hard dick, hovering just out of reach. you huff. “he’s more sadistic than you…” you say sheepishly in response, voice staccato from könig’s thrusts.
“you tellin’ me i’m the soft sex guy? the aftercare fuck?”
“‘s alright, mate.” könig reaches over your naked body to pat his comrade on the shoulder. “youve got boyfriend dick. happens to the best of us.”
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deunmiu-dessie · 1 month
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pillow princess!reader who decides that they want to try being on top for once and anchors their small hands on ghost's chest, bouncing sloppily on his cock and whimpering at his praise. “that’s it. good girl, just like that.” pillow princess!reader who pants in small, short puffs, cheeks flushing red and legs cramping. pillow princess!reader whose movements start to get slower just when they're on the brink of cumming. “ i c-can't, m’tired, si.” bf!simon who rumbles deep in his chest at your whiney complaint, "ah, fuckin' hell." bf!simon who grabs the fat of your hips and fucks up into you, hard and fast, gravelly voice mocking. "look at you, can't even fuckin' ride me properly." bf!simon who simpers at your scrunched up face and bleary eyes, mouth open to let out pitiful sobs. "m' sorry, d-daddy--mmn!" he chuckles softly, "'s alright, pet. " ˙ᵕ˙
˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ - 𝒸𝓁𝒾𝒸𝓀 𝓂𝑒! ⁽ nsfw ⁾
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emoelvin · 2 months
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deleteddewewted · 9 months
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The Value Of Patience
König x Gn! Reader
Summary: He's always been a little restless, but when you put your hands on him he grows still. He finds your hands, your mouth, your body relaxing. He stays still because he knows that he'll get something in return for his obedience. The question now isn't if he can be still but just how long he can stay still.
MDNI
W: NSFW, Dom/Sub Dynamics, Sub! König, Dom! Reader, Edging, cockwarming
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He had no issue with being at meetings or debriefs but he did have an issue when it came to staying still during films. Something about having to sit still and watching people or characters play out a story made his anxiety spike. He loathed the idea of going out to watch a play or a new film that had just been released at the theater because he knew that he would need to stay still. This was the biggest reason why he hated the idea of having a movie night with you.
The idea was charming, simple, and very domestic, something he deeply craved, but he also knew that it would be utter torture for him since he hated being still. He knew that you understood his fidgeting and that you wouldn't be upset with him if he got up to move around before coming back to you, but he knew that it wasn't going to be pleasant for you.
He tried convincing you that maybe you could both do something different but you insisted that you wanted to do this because you found a new way to make sure he'd be able to enjoy the film too.
"And how do you suggest helping me, liebling?" Your determination was endearing but he truly believed that all of your efforts were going to be for nothing. Nothing has been able to keep him still so far so what could be the difference that changes that this time around?
Well, when the time came for the film to begin he wasn't expecting you to strip him from the waist down as well as you slid your underwear off just enough to allow for easy insertion. You made sure to lube his cock properly before giving him a kiss and wiggling your hips onto his length. He also didn't expect just how tight and warm you were going to be and how tempted he was to just roll his eyes into the back of his head.
He groaned all while you settled yourself on his lap. His pubic hair rubbed against your stomach and his hands found their home on your hips. He rolled his hips against yours and moaned out your name as you squizzed your legs.
"Liebling, please don't be so cruel to me. I can't-" He was out of breath and his face was red as it could be. He felt like he was going to suffocate
"Shhh, we're watching a film." You rolled your hips teasingly before settling yourself. You didn't bother to move again, just kept your back flushed against his chest while your placed his arms on to your lap.
König was tense for the first few minutes you sat still. The way your body shaped around his dick. You weren't teasing nor were you trying to start anything. You simply sat on his lap and watched the movie you had planned to show him. And he sat there. He was unmoving for the next hour of the movie.
He held you close, occasionally moving his hips but lifting you as he did so to not cause you any discomfort, and kept you close. He laughed along with you and placed his head on top of your own as you both got more comfortable. The cool air didn't bother him since you had grabbed a blanket and dropped it over both of you at some point.
When the movie ended he was sleepy, his eyes tired and slightly watery from having looked at the TV for so long. He mumbled into your hair if you could both take a nap and without separating yourself you cuddled up together before falling sleep in each other's embrace. Maybe he wasn't the most patient but with this method of keeping him still, he thinks he might be able to enjoy some of the other things you enjoyed doing.
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bigguyenthusiast · 2 months
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COD P★ LINKS
Yawll……dis is horny… so like fair warning
John price
Price tying you up after he catches you disobeying him by touching yourself :(
Overstimulation with John <3
Price eating you out after a loooooong mission
More price eating pussy (the guy LITERALLY looks like him or am I tripping)
Since you like using them so much, this shouldn’t be a punishment for you, correct ?
John getting you to ride his thigh
Theres a reason why they’re his favourite
Kyle Garrick
Gaz after ruthlessly fucking you for three hours ;3
What you get for flaunting yourself in front of his mates :(
Lazy night in with gaz
Shhh don’t want anyone to hear you
Late night humping with your clingy boyfriend
Roommate! Gaz getting tired of your horny whining
Simon Riley
Just a quick reminder of where you belong
Quick polishing’
A goodbye gift
A welcome home gift
Roommate! Ghost pounding you till you wake up :(
Owner! Ghost with his lil pup
Little film for later
Gettin’ crafty
John McTavish
Riding him until he’s dumb <3
Mornin sex with Johnny boy
Self restrain
Virgin! Johnny
Just his doll
Convincing your friend, Johnny to join your live 🫣
König
Hes just too big you needed a photo for confirmation
Need your colonel to reach you a lesson?
Just a quickie before he leaves for work
Quickie part 2
Good girls beg
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temeyes · 5 months
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biker ghost? biker ghost.
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cntloup · 2 months
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18+ MDNI
imagine you're just chilling with simon on the couch watching trash tv while his hands rest on your waist
but one hand starts to drift lower and lower into your panties and his rough fingers begin to lazily toy with your clit, pinching and circling the sensitive bud
and his other hand trails higher under your shirt, playing with your boobs, kneading the soft flesh
you're just so warm and soft he can't help it :(
all the while his lips are pressed to your ear, cooing praises like "You're so pretty, baby... so soft... such a good girl f'me... jus' sittin' back and lettin' me play with you."
and now you're all worked up and whimpering, leaning closer into his touch
your pretty pussy all wet with your slick, begging to be filled up :(
and he rewards you by inserting two thick fingers into your weeping cunt
"Simon!" you gasp as he rolls and twists his calloused fingers against your sensitive sticky walls
he scissors his fingers inside you, making your sopping pussy squelch
your cheeks start to heat up at the sound
but soon the combination of his hand on your breasts, rough fingers rolling your perky pretty nipples between them and the pumping of his fingers inside your tight wet pussy makes your brain all foggy
and you're too far gone to care as your slick walls start to tighten around his fingers
"let go, baby. cum f'me." he murmurs while picking up the pace
and the all-consuming wave of your orgasm washes over you with a loud moan as your milky white cream coats his fingers
and he licks them clean off your juices
then brings his fingers to your lips and you lick the mix of your cum and his saliva off his fingers
i need him so bad it's not a joke anymore :(
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bitten-fruit · 3 months
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Simon forgets how strong he is
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18+ MDNI - cw: bruising - ~700 words
just some Simon Riley NSFW brainrot ♥︎ - part 2-ish, and part 3-ish here!!
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Simon forgets how to be gentle.
When he's at war, fighting and shooting and killing day and night, all he knows is hardness. Brutality. Ruthlessness. His hands and heart grow calloused and rough in his months away from you. Using his unfathomable strength to survive is what he grows used to, it becomes second nature.
But it's your softness he remembers, to keep himself sane. It's all he thinks about. Dreams of.
The way the flesh of your hips, your ass, your breasts, your belly, pillows so deliciously between his fingers when he squeezes his handful - so warm, so supple. The way your vanilla-balmed lips graze his scarred skin so tenderly, however undeserved your sweetness is.
And when he finally returns home, after months of missing, craving you - when you stand in the door, honey thighs bare by virtue of the black panties you wore just to torture him, soft tummy peeking out from under your crop-top - he just can't restrain himself.
You greet him with your sugary smile, stretching up on your toes to curl your loving arms around his neck - your gentle voice, music; "Si, ah! I'm so glad you're okay…"
The moment your velvet skin touches his, his shackles crumble. Like a beast starved, he clutches you. Mammoth arms curl around you, constricting, gripping you eagerly like you might be a dream; liable to turn to a memory, to smoke.
His avaricious embrace lifts your feet from the ground, though he doesn't mean to - he burrows his nose and mouth into the crook of your neck, lets the curls of your hair smother him and fill his chest with the faint scent of your fruity shampoo. Fights every urge to take a bite, like you're a ripe nectarine.
Growls into your skin, through his jaw; "I fuckin' missed you, love. Christ, you have no idea how much I missed you."
"I missed you too, baby…" you coo into his ear, even your breathing is tender - he can't take it.
So he ferries you immediately to the sitting room, scoops you up like you weigh nothing, lets you coil your buttery thighs around his waist as he sits you on his lap on the sofa.
His wide hands take their greedy handfuls of your body - of your waist, of your hips, of your thighs, of your ass. Finally indulging the impulses he had dreamed about for so long - the very image he had fucked his fist to more times than he could count while parted from you.
With his teeth on your shoulder, tongue laving your warm skin; "So fuckin' soft," he grumbles deeply, and urges, "pretty thing. So soft. Fuck, I missed you."
His cock is hasty to grow boulder-solid under his trousers, and he chastises himself - but you answer with a cloying giggle, grinding your mound against its rigidity as if to torment him.
"Mm, you did miss me," you tease, little brat.
Then in an instant, all he can think about is the softness of your syrupy pussy, the gumminess of the inside of your cunt as its walls caress and milk his cock like it was built just to fit him.
You make him fucking ravenous, so voraciously eager to have you that he doesn't even notice his hands turn to vices around your flesh - fingers burrowing so deeply into the cheek of your ass that he might break through the skin.
"Ah!" You yelp, "Ow - Simon - you're hurting me-"
Your squeak of pain is enough to immediately shatter him - so he rapidly lifts you off of him, protecting you from his impulse. Stands you on your feet so that you're no longer victim to his inability to control himself.
"Shit, I'm sorry-" he grunts under his breath, "I'm sorry."
"It's okay, it's-" Your brows curl in worry, turning to look at where he had clawed you - and he sees the purple bruises where his hand had wrenched the flesh of your ass, the red lines where his fingernails had nearly punctured you. "Oh," you breathe at the sight, "…wow."
Drowning in visceral shame, he can barely bring himself to touch you again. But your soft hand caresses his hair, running through the sandy tresses - you, somehow, the one to comfort him.
"It's okay, baby, I know you didn't mean to," you purr fondly, and he leans forward to shamefully press as soft a kiss as he can into the bruise he gave you. Fucking monster.
"I'm sorry," he croaks into your skin, hoping his guilt will reverse his barbarity. "I just missed you."
"I know," you croon, turning to plant a loving kiss into his hair. "It's okay."
You guide him to lean back, mounting his lap again, letting your pelvis grind against the erection you were quick to reawaken.
His hands barely ghosting over your skin, he restrains himself, touches you carefully.
You whisper, into his stubbled cheek; "I'll show you how to be gentle again."
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amikoroyaiart · 4 months
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Caught in 4k
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