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#cw period sex
shellxrls · 5 months
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FOR YOU
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mdni | 18+ content
pairing: peter parker x fem!reader
warnings: period head / oral - f!receiving / very light smut / descriptions of injuries & blood / angst if you squint
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peter parker likes giving period head. he doesn't have a strange fascination with your blood, doesn't think he needs to do it to be close to you, but he does it anyway.
he does it because of all the times he's desperately crawled through your second floor window and stained the egg white walls with sticky streaks of blood that seep into a permanent muddy brown before you even get a chance to scrub at them. he does it because of the time he destroyed your favourite nightshirt as a consequence of the violent gash on his lower midriff that refused to stop pulsing; ebbing blood all over the cream coloured fabric and staining it beyond repair before you could even begin to think of anything other than the fact that spiderman was successfully bleeding out against your windowsill. he does it because of the times where you've been disgusting and damp with his blood, but never refused to cradle him to sleep or press kisses into his sweat & blood streaked hairline.
he does it because for once that tangy, metallic taste that lingers in his mouth is a result of the adoration he feels for you. a reminder of all the times you've been there when no one else was, of the way he thinks he could die happy between the gentle warmth of your thighs.
and for once, the heavy staining and protruding scent is something peter doesn't have to reflect on with a rising heart rate and sweaty palms when he remembers the way he felt like he was going to die without you.
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@shellxrls 2023
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izvmimi · 10 months
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cw: female anatomy, period talk (no blood mention), smut elements, minors dni.
you lay in a dark room, arms tight around a body pillow, the end tucked tightly between your thighs. you've been mostly immobile for the last thirty minutes and irritated from the constant throb in your lower belly. you're sick of this.
your period's hitting you especially hard for whatever reason and the ibuprofen you just took ten minutes ago is taking longer than it should to hit. no relief exists, no position feels comfortable or right.
you're too busy trying to drown out your discomfort in loud guitar blasting through your headphones to realize your favorite person is watching you.
"what's wrong, baby?" his voice doesn't cut clear enough over the music and it's only when he approaches and taps your ankle, tangled a thin blanket, that you open your eyes and realize he's there.
"oh... hi," you answer weakly.
izuku gives you a once over, frowning slightly, then leans forward, shielding your eyes with a hand before he turns on the lamp atop the end table on your side of the bed. he looks again over your body carefully, and your own eyes follow him.
"i'm fine," you mumble.
he twists his mouth to the side, then kneels at your bedside so that he's at your eye level.
"cramps?" he asks.
you nod.
he presses a kiss to your forehead.
"did you take medicine?"
you nod. he pats your head gently for a moment and gives you an empathetic smile. you hold his gaze for a second and then he breaks it hesitantly, disappearing into the bathroom to wash dirt, grime, and whatever else he's picked up in the business of rescuing and regulating, then makes his way back to you just as quickly.
warm and fresh, he fits himself in the space around you, adjusting to the curve of your body, and slowly peeling the blankets off of you so that he is close enough that your legs graze together in your pajama shorts and his chin nuzzles close to yours.
you feel his breath on your neck, allowing the quiet closeness to soothe you. his hand makes its way around your waist, and lowers, pressing itself gently on your lower belly. scarred palms rub as gently as they can on the throbbing pain. he kisses your neck and you sigh.
"tell me if i'm not helping."
your hand covers his and presses harder and you can feel him laugh, the rumble run through both of your bodies. a smile creeps up on your lips.
"you're always helping," you whisper softly. he presses against you still closer, and you let go of your body pillow, casting it aside.
"can i move you?" he asks, gently kissing the skin of your shoulder. you nod again, and he moves you gently, pulling you into his direction. his hand presses against your lower belly still, and he watches for your reaction. your lip quivers and he kisses the lower one, then lets his hand travel lower, slipping below the hem of your cotton shorts. you bite your lip as he waits for your approval. your eyes tell him to go lower, and he does, an index finger tracing the split of your vulva. the touch makes you shudder and he stops.
"no, keep going..." you murmur despite yourself.
he rises to sitting and positions you slowly so that you're on your back. your legs part, as he hangs above you and a finger slips inside you. you whimper, and his free hand moves up your shirt to your neck, and he kisses the skin in between sore breasts.
softly, softly, softly, his fingers tease you apart until your focus is less on waves of pain and more on the drag of one, then two fingers along your walls, the tap of pads of fingers playing clit and all like piano music, the passage of his tongue on your skin. you gasp as you reach crescendo and again, he smiles, satisfied at the deepening of your complexion, expression that is lethargic not from pain but from a soothing pleasure and relaxation.
it's enough to send him into ecstasy himself but tonight he's focused on you. he continues to pamper you with soft words and tongues until you're relaxed and your arms reach for him to hold you close.
"stop being so good to me," you speak softly into his chest.
"never."
you laugh finally, and he's more pleased than anything.
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starrierknight · 7 months
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thinking about sitting on vampire!choso's face rn while on your period and smearing blood n cum over his lips as he diligently eats you out. he sobs and keens into your cunt, urging you to keep fucking his mouth and using him as you please as he's smothered by your soft, plush thighs wrapped around his head. his fingers gripping your hips to help drag your clit against his tongue as he laps up your essence and moans against you. he just gets so pussydrunk and so infatuated with your blood staining his lips that even if you fuck yourself into overstimulating on his face, he'll beg and beg for it all over again.
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sttoru · 3 months
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im telling u, out of all the jjk men, sukuna would be the least bothered by fucking you whilst you’re (heavily) bleeding on your period . i can guarantee you that that man does not give a single fuck about the blood staining his cocks & groin area in general — hell, perhaps even likes it that way. he’s a nasty individual
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ssaaaronmontgomery · 1 year
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Inconveniences
Warnings: Smut, periods, reader is a bit self conscious about periods and period sex, please let me know if I missed anything!
Word count: 1K
Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x fem!reader
A/n: I was in the mood for period smut and accidentally made it fluffier than I intended to but that’s okay. There may be some errors because I have not read over it yet but I will when I have more time.
Tags: @greg-montgomery
This post is nsfw minors DNI*
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"Wait Aaron.  No we have to stop." Aaron was on top of you and starting to pull your shirt off before you stopped him.  "Is everything okay?" He looks at you slightly concerned.  He's searching your face for something.  "Everything's fine I just- I can't-" you let out a sigh.  "We just can't have sex right now is all." He sits back.  "Honey if you don't want to have sex it's fine.  We don't need to do anything." "It's not that I don't want to, because believe me I want to, I'm just I'm I just-" you trail off and look away.  Clearly embarrassed about something.  
He puts the pieces together now.  "You want to but you're on your period aren't you?" His voice is soft and he tilts his head to the side a little.  You give him a shy nod.  "I'm sorry Aaron.  I didn't mean to mislead you or anything.  I just forgot about it until you went to take my shirt off and I guess I just panicked a little." You stare at your hands as you fiddle with your fingers.  "You don't need to apologise.  We can just cuddle and watch TV if you want."  He's being so kind and understanding which you're not used to.  This happened once before with someone else and they were completely disgusted and annoyed because they thought they were going to have a good time.  
He moves to lay down beside you and face you.  He can tell you're embarrassed.  But he can also see that there's something else going on in your head.  "There's something else bothering you isn't there?" He brings his hand up to brush a strand of hair away from your face before smoothing his thumb over your cheek.  You sigh again and look over at him.  "You're just being so nice about it and I feel bad because I gave you the impression that you would get to have some fun tonight.  And now you're probably disgusted with me." You continued to fiddle with your fingers.  It's his turn to sigh now.  "Sweetheart why would I be disgusted by you because you're on your period?  It's completely natural.  And I see much more blood in my job on a regular basis.  Your cycle doesn't bother me.  You do know that I keep hygiene products here for you in my bathroom right?" 
This surprises you because no you didn't know about that.  He never mentioned it before.  You furrow your brows at him.  "You do?  Since when?" "Since you started spending the night from time to time about four months ago.  I figured you might need some at some point." He's so considerate you're practically looking at him with heart eyes because he's so sweet.  "I promise it doesn't make me uncomfortable at all."
That makes you think.  You look down and see he's still about half hard in his sweats.  "It's not a turn off for you?" "Not in the slightest.  Is it for you?"  "Well no.  But I thought you wouldn't want to do anything once you knew.  Someone else said they thought it was gross and didn't want to after I told them." You looked back down still a bit embarrassed about that encounter even if it was years ago.  "If you're open to it I'd love to make you feel good Sweetheart." He moves his hand to rub up and down your side.  "But I don't want get any on you." You move your gaze back to his.  
He looks away momentarily as he thinks.  "I think we can work around that.  I wouldn't mind it but if you're not comfortable with that we can try something different."  "Like what?"  He smiles and moves back on top of you.  "Tell me if you want to stop at any point okay?" You nod.  He kisses you deeply and you move your hands to tangle in his hair.  He moves his to gently grope your breasts.  He figures they might be extra sensitive so he's careful with his movements on them.  "Can I take this off?" He questions as he grabs the hem of your shirt.  You nod again and he pulls it over your head.  
He starts kissing your neck.  Slowly moving down to your chest and he wraps his lips around one of your nipples making you suck in a breath.  He's trying to get you worked up again.  And he's doing it very well.  He does the same to your other nipple and once he thinks you've had enough he moves back up to kiss your lips again.
He starts rocking his hips into yours.  His clothed cock pressing right against your clothed pussy.  You gasp at the sudden movement and bring your legs around his torso.  He starts grinding harder against you.  You're moaning into his mouth and he's swallowing each one.  You try your best to move your hips with his and he buries his face in your neck to nip and suck there as he groans.  
"Is this okay baby?" He mumbles against your skin.  "Yes.  Yes Aaron it's good.  It feels good.  Can you go faster please?" He obliges and you're moaning louder than before.  Your back arching off the mattress.  "Aaron please.  Please please." Moving against you even harder and faster you quickly come undone shortly followed by Aaron's hips stuttering as he groans loudly into your ear.  
Aaron kisses you again.  It's slow and messy.  Tongues moving together and saliva mixing.  You both pull away panting and he presses his forehead to yours as the two of you come down and catch your breath.  
"Was that a good compromise?" He asks still a bit breathless.  "Yes it was a very good one." He gives a small chuckle and kisses your forehead.  "Please don't be embarrassed about anything Honey.  Especially not this.  Not with me.  Let's get cleaned up and then we can snuggle yeah?" He's running the back of a finger over your cheek again.  It's a comforting touch and he knows you love it because you always lean into it.  "Yeah." You smile at him and he helps you to the bathroom.  
Once you're both back in bed and snuggled up he turns the lights off and the TV on.  Soon enough you've both drifted off in peaceful sleep completely wrapped up in each other.  
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strawberrystepmom · 7 months
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a trick, a treat, a few tweaks later and i am proud to present...vampire satoru gojo for @dateko! happy halloween and thank you for participating!
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contains: NSFW, MDNI. cw period sex, cw blood. vampire!gojo x afab!reader. established relationship, cunnilingus, biting, he kisses reader after the act.
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“Come on baby, don’t be shy.”
The unbelievably long, white lashes of the man resting his cheek on your inner thigh flutter innocently and you roll your eyes at his attempts to get you to give in to him. 
“Satoru, no. I’ve told you no enough times that you should get the point.”
He whines, burying his face against the softness of your thigh. One hand holds your right thigh open and the other plays with the edge of your panties, snapping the elastic petulantly and taking his chances putting his fingertip beneath the fabric. A gasp is all you hear from where his face is pressed when his fingers find what they’ve been so eagerly looking for - warm, wet, slick and dripping from your entrance.
Pulling his finger from your panties, he pulls his face from your skin and grins seeing the rich red liquid covering just the tip. He wiggles his finger so that the ruby red glistens in the light and you frown, wondering where he’s going with this.
“Yes, it’s blood. I’m currently going through a lot of it.”
All he does is smirk at your gawking, lifting the finger to his mouth and pressing it between his lips with an exaggerated hum of approval. You want to be horrified, repulsed even, watching him but instead you feel curious. Yanking the finger from his mouth with a pop, he licks his lips and looks up at you again, those same fluttery lashes working overtime as he begs you with his eyes to give him permission to try it straight from the source.
It’s not like it would be the first time he’s tasted your blood, it would simply be the first time like this. You look down at the spot on your thigh that he usually feeds from, right where your thigh and pelvis meet, and your skin burns as hot as your face simply remembering the look of utter delight on his face while biting and drinking his fill of you.
So you let curiosity get the best of you this time. Raising a brow, you tip your head to the side and Satoru lets his fingers travel again, resting against your mound beneath the cotton of your biggest, ugliest panties.
“Does it taste different than when you feed?”
He chuckles, a victorious and pompous sound, and you shake your head. He knows he has you exactly where he wants you, as usual, and his face lifts from the skin of your inner thigh to sink lower and be pressed against the same panties his fingers are beneath. He inhales and sighs dreamily, obsessed with the scent of you while you’re on your cycle.
It’s like his dream come true - you, a free flowing tap of your cherry cola blood, and a chance to make you cum as well. Why would you ever deny him such a pleasure?
“It tastes better,” he lies. It doesn’t taste any different but your blood mixed with the sweet slick that seeps from your cunt is something more delicious than anything he’s ever tasted when combined and he needs to sweeten you up a little bit. He has no issue doing that, fingers massaging your mound and thumb occasionally sweeping the top of your slit to press against your clit.
“Really? How much better?”
He laughs again, rubbing his chin over your covered pussy, watching your face twitch when he brushes against the spots he knows are sensitive and engorged during this time of month. Your hormones run wild, you smell utterly delightful, and you cum like you’ve never cum before when he fucks you on your period. It’s a perfect storm and his cock thickens just thinking about it, the tent visible in his sweatpants.
“Just watch, babe,” his fingers drift to the waistband of your underwear and he pulls them down enough to expose you to the open air, another deep inhale his reaction. His eyes flutter shut and he savors the moment, saliva filling his mouth and tongue running against the sharpened points of his canines. “Watch how much I like it.”
Eyes popping open, he looks down at the little blood stain coloring the front of your gray underwear red and contemplates sucking the taste of you out of the fabric itself. He thinks better of it, somehow hanging onto the tiniest thread of self control while he’s this close to getting what he wants, and dips his face to run his nose through your slit with a moan.
It feels amazing, you’re swollen and needy and already slick thanks to the blood, but seeing him with the very tip of his perfect nose colored red with your blood sends sparks through you. Your lower lip is immediately sucked between your teeth and you nibble on it, gaze locked on the soft white strands bouncing against his head while he runs his nose over your slit again. 
He pushes your right leg, spreading you wider for his consumption, and he groans at the sight of what’s in front of him. This isn’t a meal - this is dessert and he lifts his head from your pussy long enough to kiss the scar his bite has left on your inner thigh. He won’t be needing to use it tonight, the area still bruised and a little red from the last time. 
Kissing a trail lower, across your mound and pressing kisses to the folds of your pussy, he blessedly lets his tongue dip directly inside of you and he hums his approval. His lips slowly turn deep red and glossy with each lap of his tongue, letting the warm liquid cover it and fill his mouth. His teeth are red, his tongue is darkening with each taste and you can watch him gulp it down.
The show is merely beginning though and he uses the thumb and index finger of the hand not gripping your thigh and holding you open to spread your pussy to him completely, blue eyes practically sparkling as they drink in every inch of you. 
Sticky, bloody, beautiful - he could gaze forever and never get enough so he chooses to indulge rather than passively glance, tongue laving through your folds and over your lips. He loves how the hairs that cover you feel against his tongue, matted with spit and slick, and he lets his tongue lap lazy trails over your clit. 
You hum and buck your hips against his face, reaching down to bury your fingers in his wild hair, admiring the way the bottom half is utterly drenched with you. Your blood, thinned out by the slip of your arousal, covering his chin, his lips, his mouth. 
Why were you so apprehensive about this again?
“More, Satoru,” you demand and who is he to deny you since you are letting him have his way? Your hips buck and he closes his lips around your slippery clit, his tongue flicking at the sensitive bud in his mouth and the simultaneous sensation of suction and the licks makes you shout. He loves it when you do that, your head tipped back toward the ceiling and your pretty little mouth wide open, and he fights the urge to lift his bloody arousal covered finger and put it in your mouth just as he did his knowing you aren’t quite there in your acceptance of his desires.
A step at a time, he thinks. You’ll come around eventually. 
Your clit is mercifully released from between his lips with a pop and he licks over the entirety of you with the flat of his tongue, nose tracing along your thigh. His lips soon follow and they linger over his usual feeding spot, teeth aching as he pierces your skin and you yelp.
“You’re so greedy.”
Your teasing words come out as a breathy sigh, a jumble of words as the euphoria of his tongue lapping at the puncture wounds his teeth left behind washes over you. You’re used to this feeling, he says it’s some kind of strange reaction between your bond and the venom of his saliva and you’ve never questioned it. He’s the vampire, after all.
His tongue subsides the lapping and he finds his face once again buried in your cunt, tongue fucking your needy hole while he grunts and whimpers. He drills the muscle in and out, eagerly lapping up everything you’re giving him, and you feel yourself drift closer to your release. 
“Babe.” Your fingers remain tangled in his hair and you tip his face up enough to get another good look at the way slick, fresh blood coats his mouth and nose and it’s the last thing you need to send you over the edge - his eyes trained on every twitch of your body as you cum. You spasm and gush and he keeps his tongue right outside your entrance to soak up every last drop while he can.
He sits up, face sticky and wet and red, and you smile at him. Soft and sated, you untangle your hand from his hair and drag it down his handsome face, cupping his cheek in your palm. 
You sit up to meet him halfway and press your lips to his, too shy to let your tongue explore his mouth while he’s in this state but brave enough for just a little taste. His eyes flick down to your mouth and he smiles at the red that covers you as well.
“Delicious, right?”
Amusement dances in his eyes when you poke the tip of your tongue out for a taste, humming in surprise when it’s better than you imagined it would be. Salty from your arousal and a bit metallic from the blood, sweeter because of Satoru’s saliva. 
You get it.
“Not bad.”
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levmada · 2 years
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(Not me currently ovulating and meandering over to your latest fic after reading the asks that you answered about it)
I’m… I’m just… really not sure if I’ll be able to form another thought in my head that doesn’t involve being bred by kitty Levi… good god that may never leave my mind ever again…
i had this ready, but this was a very convenient ask👁 not kitty levi... but maybe youll like this.
finally.....the awaited third installment.. to my period sex series... dldr
link to piquant | link to crimson
//period sex, toys (vibrator), praise, multiple orgasms (f!receiving), creampie (f!receiving), dirty talk
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“Wider for me.”
You hug the pillow to your face and groan as Levi inches your thighs further apart behind you—not out of pleasure, but the way moving jostles the dull ache behind your lower half.
“Shh…” He presses down on your back, encouraging you to arch, and strokes your hip in comforting circular motions. “It’s gonna feel better soon.”
The round head of the vibrator reappears on your clit, and you don’t need to look to know it’s slathered in a thin gleaming sheen of red and cream. He kept that nestled in your cunt, and made you keep it buzzing still while he laid out the towel and all but strip-teased you. Now you find yourself on your belly, your knees folded underneath you.
You whine, “Please… Please…”
“Don’t worry. I have you taken care of,” he says softly, and tender vibrations buzz to life. He nudges it close and rolls it in sweeping motions.
Your eyes squeeze shut, you uncontrollably rock into it, whining. Your cunt squeezes around nothing. “Put it in. Please.”
The only other thing you need besides the vibrations is to be filled, for the cramps to mellow and ease after a good fuck. You were hesitant before—Levi was the one who suggested this—but you’re irrationally desperate, willing to bed on your literal hands and knees.
He slots his knees outside of yours as his touch vanishes, and a soft sigh can be heard from behind you. You know he’s pumping himself in preparation to push in. “Levi.”
His hand comes down on your ass, just hard enough to make it jiggle before one thumb opens your cunt. “I’m getting to it. Look at you… you’re already dripping. Cute.”
You groan in frustration, rocking forward on the vibrations and reaching down to help pin your cunt open. “Enough fucking around, baby.”
You swear, he shakily chuckles, which dies as his round cockhead pushes past your rim. The breath you didn’t know you were holding collapses in a gasp. Your cunt clamps down, and a harsh curse sounds off behind you.
His hand moves from your cunt to your hip before he’s shoving inside, burying right down to his balls. The relief is instant and enormous. You grind out a moan. What Levi lacks in length pins open your cunt perfectly, filling you out so your silky walls clamp down, feeling every ridge as he pulls back. He gives you a smooth, deep pace from the start, making you unable to swallow a cry, an even louder one as the vibrations increase several notches. You cling to the pillow so you don’t evaporate, tensing. it’s so much more intense with vibrations nestled against your clit, and he’s teased you relentlessly.
“Feel better?”
You pant. “Levi Levi Levi—”
“So much tighter like this,” he groans, pausing to grind his cock in deep. When he starts fucking you again, the blunt slaps of his balls on your cunt join the buzzing of the toy. You’re louder than both.
The combination is mind-blowing. You can barely get out a warning before you turn rigid like steel and bend your back into a perfect arch.
Levi’s jaw drops open as the sea of silky heat surrounding him clamps down tight. It’s so wet it nearly ruins his rhythm, and not just from your gush.
When he pulls out, his cock is coated in sticky cum painted in wet red. His teeth grit. He slams back in, out, taking his time. He doesn’t pause—he knows he’s going to pull much more out of you before you can’t take anymore, and before he falls apart.
With your cheek pressed into the pillow, you keep that slack-jawed expression of utter bliss as the vibrations ebb, but he keeps fucking you with powerful snaps of his hips. Sweat shines on your temple. He shifts—hugging your hips with his thighs so you’re pressed underneath him, and bracing his hand slithered in your hair—which dramatically shifts the angle. You cry out your loudest yet, shivers wracking you every time he buries his cock.
“Close!” you squeak. A few thrusts later, you gasp from the bottom of your chest, he switches the vibrations to the highest setting, and you shriek out your second climax.
“There you go,” he moans, his head threatening to fall back. It feels like you come so much harder the second time, and you’re still not done with him. He strokes the strong vibrations through your slit, and makes himself groan loud and heavy as they tease his cock, close to where you’re connected.
“Fuck, fuck—!” You scramble for the sheets to hold onto, wrangled between your fingers. It's all you can say.
He pistons his cock in and out, finding a much more brutal pace with his hips. His cock is coated now, dripping onto the towel underneath, and there's barely any friction left.
He pulls out, shivers at what he sees, and visibly throbs as he takes the corner of the towel and cleans himself of a stringy red clot, along with much of the wetness.
Your crane your neck, gaping in confusion.
“It’s your fault,” he tells you indulgently. “So wet I can’t even fuck you anymore.”
He switches off the vibrations and puts aside the toy, then pushes three fingers into your cunt. They go easily. “You’re just dripping for it, huh?”
“Mm, I can’t… I can’t help it,” you pant out.
His fingers are thickly coated in sticky cum and blood when he pulls them back out. He uses them to direct your face towards him. You gape.
“That’s right. You’re just a messy girl. And I plan to make it worse.”
He drops your chin, smearing the rest on your hip.
“Fuck, Levi, you’re so dirty—”
"Whose fault is that?"
He cuts you off by sliding back into all that heat. Despite wiping a lot of it off, your cunt squelches embarrassingly loud as he picks up a slow, dragging pace. You gasp, scrambling to spread your shaky legs again.
This time, he takes his time working you up, between shallow rocking until you mewl, and then burying inside with a faster and faster rhythm. Draped over your back with his palm scrubbing your clit, you fall apart once again with a ghostly moan, whimpering, shaking as your climax rams through you.
He doesn’t stop. Blood like wine smears your belly, and up as he scoops your tit into his palm. Your nipples are rock hard, and you jolt when he pinches.
“Now do you feel better?”
You moan, and blather something incomprehensible around the drool pooling in the sides of your mouth.
“That’s okay, you don’t need to say anything,” he rambles. “I can hear you just fine.”
He realizes with startling clarity that he’s close as the words make your cunt tighten up on him again. He spits a curse and sits back on his haunches, his knees bent outside yours. His cock is nestled deep inside, and with both hands on your hips, he pulls you, rocking back and forth, using you. You hiccup a strained whine and push back, trying to fuck yourself.
“Can you give me one more?”
“Ye—uh-huh.”
Fucked out of your mind, and still willing to please him. With a renewed sense of purpose, he slams back in and pulls your back against him, nearly sitting up as he sinks back into a quick pace, though his rhythm is nearly dissolving. Your hand latches onto his hair, and the sweet sting makes him whine into your sweaty throat. He throbs thickly, feels himself rising.
You breathe in a wrecked whine. It sounds like you’re weeping. “So close—”
“Then come.”
He can’t say if you fall apart first, or him, just that your cunt is holding him like a vice when his balls raise and empty, shooting liquid heat deep inside. You moan, loud and wrecked by his ear as a groan slips out past his loose jaw. His brows are pinched as he unloads inside you, and just when he thinks he’s done, his cock pulses, and more shoots inside. All this fucking, and he’s barely been paid attention. He’s been pent-up, and it all comes unraveling now.
You both collapse to the bed in the aftermath, your panting the loudest sound in the room. He pulls himself up, and as his softening cock slips from your hole, crimson gush and thick milky cum dribble down your thighs and his cock, making a mess below. A thick amount of pride glows in his chest. “How about now?”
“S-So much fucking better,” you breathe into the pillow below, breathless.
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mcondance · 5 months
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stu definitely the typa guy to say shit like ‘i wanna live in your skin’ like those weirdly morbid compliments and about that whole drink your blood thing….
it first rears its head when your on your period and he’s like hey lol😋 and at first your reluctant but when he’s allowed he’s whispering ‘fuckin finally’ before going to town
YES he’s all like “i wanna eat you so you can live in me forever” (luckily i like that shit)
also. i think sometimes he just bites you for no reason??? it hurts at first but then you learn what areas hurt the least so you let him latch on and you still squirm and whine a little so he can have his sadistic little fantasy
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starrierknight · 7 months
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vampire!choso who gets so giddy when you're on your period because it's gonna be a week's worth of bloody, messy sex. he's hooked up to the app on your phone so the moment he gets the notification saying your day 1 has started, he's racing over to you and on his knees, begging you to let him eat you out.
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vampyrsm · 7 months
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i’m having ungodly thoughts of sukuna and period sex ngl
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fwb-anon · 3 months
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♡ dear diary… ✁࿓ (005)
dear diary,
I'M ANGRY.
toge annoys me so much?? i don't understand why he's like this. it's so annoying, i don't think he realises.
let me explain:
it was morning and we were in bed because we don't have classes on monday (he does, but only during B weeks, and today's an A week). so, like usual, i held him against me (and his skin is always very soft, and he's warm but gets cold easily so that's very nice since i'm always boiling).
anyway.
i tried to finger him, like i always do, because he likes when i give him an early morning orgasm. his body tenses against me when i do it, but not in a bad way; it's a good thing, because i can feel him tighten around my fingers, and his pussy makes wet sounds and it makes me finger him some more, until he squirts (unless yuuji is also in the dorm. then i don't make him squirt).
anyway.
i tried to finger him, but i couldn't. because i stopped. because it didn't feel like it usually does (his pussy, i mean). this time, instead of being hairy, to the point where i have to move some of it out of the way, it was half-smooth, half-rough, like a shaved beard. and that's when i realised.
HE SHAVED HIS CUNT!!!!!!
so i confronted him about it and guess what he said!!! GUESS!!!!!
he said "oh idk i'm gonna have my periods soon so it's easier like this"
???????
i told him he could have shaved only a bit, and i know i'm right because maki (one of his friends, she's a rabid dog and mai's twin. mai's my actual friend.) got super drunk once and told us girls could shave only a small part and that fully shaved pussies felt naked and looked ugly and she's a rabid dog BUT SHE'S RIGHT!!!!!
(toge's pussy is still very cute, i just prefer when it's hairy.)
anyway.
toge had the nerve to say "if i'm shaving it, i'm shaving everything", and then AND THEN!!!! he said "last time you fingered me during my periods it felt uncomfy"
UNCOMFY??? ME?????? i don't feel uncomfy, and my fingers don't feel uncomfy either. he said he felt uncomfy because of my fingers and his periods and the blood and the hair (and it was messy, yes, but i liked it and he squirted twice on my hand).
so i got upset and then he told me "sukuna, i have pms right now, this isn't cute, it's annoying."
so i told him he's annoying. and he got out of bed and left me, even though he was cold and i was too hot and i needed his hugs!!!!!
anyway.
i feel betrayed. i do feel like he got all serious about it when we could have fucked it out. but i still feel betrayed.
you see, i love how hairy his cunt is. it's always been like this, and i find it comforting. i like to bury my nose against his pubis, sometimes, not even to eat him out, just because it feels right. it feels comfy.
i can't bury my nose against his pubis if there's no hair, it'll look silly and very awkward. also, i like when he gets so wet, and his hair also gets wet and glistens. it's so beautiful, do you get it?
anyway.
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i really want to eat him out so i think i'm gonna apologise.
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