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writer-and-lover · 7 months

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The Tiny and the Giant

Kinktober Day 1: Leather | Micro/Macro - Lucifer (Obey Me)

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Parties in the human world were loud. Boisterous. Down-right illegal at time. Usually hosted and attended by young, energetic teenagers or young adults, the drinks limited to cheap corner shop liquor and maybe a few lines of coke or ketamine injections. Or weed. Bright lights in dark houses, pool parties and bathroom make outs. That was what you were used to.

Parties in the devildom were a whole different level. You’d noticed that a lot of the laws, if there were any, were extremely lax. And the parties definitely reflected that. Scantily clad demons, some forgoing clothes all together, drugs, potions, drinks- are those sex toys? Nothing seemed to be being held back. Asmodeus was at least excited for the both of you. He’d been the one to invite you as his plus-one, as it was a requirement. The invite also stressed the importance of dress-code; the least clothes possible. That hadn’t been an issue for you, really. You’d been to your fair share of leather parties and 18+ drag shows. The nudity wasn’t an issue at all. You’d picked a less daring outfit, a simple black leather harness that hugged your chest nicely, with leather jeans and black spiked punk boots. A simple leather collar was wrapped around your neck, a silver O-ring hanging from the front by a chain with matching earrings to boot. When you’d shown Asmo, you had nearly lost the trousers. Permanently. But now at the party, you realise that maybe- you’re a bit overdressed. You can’t see any demon or spirit wearing anything past their thighs. Only half of them are even wearing clothes on their lower bodies.

You drank merrily throughout the night, chatting with the nicer demons and kindly but insistently declining the… offers… from the succubi and incubi, which was made easier by Asmo’s eager offer of substituting for you. The pool was out of limits for you, being kept boiling, but everything else was just in reach for you and human safe. Except perhaps the drugs, you weren’t sure. And whilst the potions were tempting, Lucifer’s warning about taking “strange” and “unknown” potions echoed in your mind. But the alcohol was so good, pooling at the bottom of your chest with heavy molten heat. It brought warmth to your face, making you smile dopily.

That smile was wiped clean when a bottle shattered over your head.

A succubus hadn’t taken kindly to your rejection. Perhaps jealous that Asmo could get you every night (which wasn’t… actually true.) The contents of the bottle, whatever they had been, covered you in a sticky manner and soaked into your clothes. Someone screamed, glass probably falling onto the demon that had been talking with you. Or maybe it was because you’d fallen to the floor from the hit. Blood dripping slightly down your face.

Everything had been a whirlwind after that, Asmo scooping you up off the floor, a large scuttle, shouts, screams and soft hands dabbing at your head. You were dizzy, eyesight blurry from the liquid and the alcohol in your system. You closed your eyes for a while, but every time you opened them you were somewhere different. It all looked different. Each time, things seemed to grow larger, more daunting. The succubus must have dunked a potion on your head, perhaps a incoherence one? Was there such thing? But there’s still several voices around you, soft, hushed and panicked. One of them, Asmo’s, seems to be trying to both comfort you and argue with a second voice. A third voice joins the party, and they argue, their voices growing louder and louder and more ear-splitting and- and-

A rough, baritone voice ceases all sound with just one word. And you fall unconscious.

When you next wake up, it’s to a soft blanket underneath you. Or what you thought was a blanket. When you sit up to scan your surroundings, you notice that you’re sitting on a very familiar handkerchief. Very familiar. On further investigation, you realise that everything around you is now insanely big. You’ve shrunk. The goddamn cunt had thrown a shrinking potion on you. The clothes you’d been wearing had also shrunk to your size, although they feel slightly tighter than they had before you’d been turned into the size of one of Levi’s figurines.

Footsteps snap you out of your reverie, and Lucifer, now turned into an extra intimidating giant, scowls down at you.

“If I’m correct, I told you not to take any strange potions, correct?”

His pompous attitude makes you frown, and you stand up on your makeshift bed. Pointing accusingly at him.

“I’ll have you know,” you wince, voice a higher pitch, “I didn’t willingly get doused in a shrinking potion! It was completely without my consent!”

Lucifer sighs, “I should not have let you go to that party at all. That was a bad lapse in my judgement.” He sits down on the chair and sets his crossed arms down on the table, leaning down towards you. “From now on, you’ll avoid all parties, unless me or one of the angels can accompany you.”

“WHAT?!”

You step off the bed, more like a makeshift futon, and stomp up to the posh bastard. Getting close to his face (and dangerously close to his mouth) you yell at him.

“That’s not fair at all! We were doing just fine until that jealous bastard got all in their feelings!” You pout, “plus, can you imagine taking Luke to a demon party?! I wouldn’t be able to LOOK at a demon, much less drink with one!”

Lucifer hums. He straightens up, and shrugs off his jacket. His eyes are dark when he looks at you again. You shiver, looking away when you remember the clothing you’re wearing. You didn’t think it would catch his eye but… there’s weirder things than a shortened half-naked protegee. You glance at him, noticing the way his shirt seems to hug his arms. He fills out the shirt and vest nicely, the second largest of his family for sure. You can’t help but drool over him. Your mind still muddled from last night’s alcohol.

“There is a way for you to make it up to me…”

- - -

Demon were cunning and creative. That’s why deals were such bad ideas for humans. Not that you’ve ever taken your own advice.

Taking the deal with Lucifer had been stupid, to say the very least. The most cunning of his brothers, only topped in the devildom by Diavolo and Barbatos, Lucifer knew how to play you like a goddamn fiddle and get what he wanted. Which was you on your back with your legs spread like melted butter, apparently. Leather trousers torn down the seam and leaving your crotch in Lucifer’s relentless gaze. Because of course you had forgone underwear.

His pointer fingers wraps around the chain around your neck, pulling as gently as he can. It still pulls you up quite harshly, but at least it didn’t take your head of completely. You try to complain, but his mouth surrounding your crotch turns your complaint into a very unsexy squeak. His mouth can’t get much movement in, but that’s not an issue for you. The rough, cat-like texture of his tongue sends your eyes rolling to the back of your head, and short gasps heave against your chest. Lucifer’s own eyes are closed, focusing on dragging that sinful tongue of his over your sensitive skin over and over again.

“Ah-,” you’re cut off by your own breath catching in your chest. Lucifer hummed. It was torture, the way it sent vibrations all around your body. You writhed, held down by a soft giant hand around your midsection. So effortlessly keeping you pinned. You sobbed, begging for more, for mercy, for the slightest bit of reprieved. Which only made Lucifer moan, the power getting to his head. Your small hands did no damage to him. He sucked gently.

Your orgasm was so sudden, so overwhelmingly new. Nerves fire hot. It leaves you seeing white, head thudding against the table Lucifer had laid you on. When you finally regain control of your body, you feel exhausted. Body heavy from the earth-shattering orgasm Lucifer had given you. Lucifer. The head of the household, the supposedly most responsible man in the house. Fuck.

He scoops you up in his calloused hand, and sets you down again on the handkerchief bed. Tucking you in with a corner of it. Sleep drags your eyes shut, into a sweet, Lucifer filled dream.

#¤《.nsft.》¤#☆《.kinktober.》☆#kinktober #♧《.obey.me.》♧#obey me lucifer #lucifer x reader #obey me #obey me: one master to rule them all #obey me shall we date #Lucifer #Brief mentions of Asmodeus #cw.leather #cw.size #cw.oral

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rii-bows · 3 years

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Jumin always saw his birthday as just another day. That's why he attempted to go about his morning like any other work day but god did you make it hard to leave you alone today.

Word Count: 1.5k

CW: NSFW, oral, dry humping, edging

When Jumin was younger, he never cared much for his birthday. His mother always forced him to dress up and open gifts but to be honest, he didn't care too much for it. It was another day… nothing important.

You wouldn't allow that though.

The week of his birthday, you constantly asked your husband sneaky but very obvious questions about what he wanted. Truth be told, he didn't want anything. Jumin tried to play into your game but it was hard to do so when he himself didn't know what he wanted.

That didn't stop you though. You were persistent with getting something perfect for your husband, so you were going to go off of what you already knew. As much as your friends from the RFA complained about Jumin being complicated, being married to him exposed the exact opposite. He was actually a very simple man.

About two days before his birthday, you stopped asking all together. You had mentioned in light conversation with him about going to the store with one of the security guards, but that was about it. He was fully expecting you to do something the night before.

Which is why he was not at all surprised as to why you went to bed early that night, insisting he couldn't lift the covers to see what you were wearing that night.

When the sun started to slowly peek in through the penthouse windows, you were already awake. Once Jumin had begun to wake up, you were already rubbing up against his chest.

"Happy birthday honey." You sweetly whispered to your still sleepy husband.

"So… what do you want to do this morning?" You asked sweetly. You always asked that when you wanted attention from him in the morning so he immediately knew you were up to no good.

"Preferably stay in bed with you my love but I'm afraid that I do have to start getting ready for work." Jumin said. It was the truth but he was always on the fence about whether he wanted to go to work or stay the day with you.

You rolled over, now straddling your husband. "But it's your birthday…" you whined. "I love you, but don't you think you should be a little bit more selfish…"

Now that you were on top of him, he was finally able to get a good look at the pajama set you had put on last night. It was a dark red short gown with lace at the bottom. Even though it was not skin tight it was small enough to reveal all of your dips and curves… all the ones he loved.

"Is that what you want me to be? Selfish?"

You didn't get the chance to answer before he pulled you closer to him, grinding up towards you in the process. He grabbed you ass only to find that there was nothing covering you.

"No underwear hm? You've become so sneaky lately." Jumin hummed into your neck, before placing kisses down the side of your neck.

"That's not wha- ahh~" you were interrupted by him ever so slightly teasing your entrance. He knew that's what you wanted but he wasn't going to give in so easily.

He put his hands back at your waist and continued to grind up against you. He loved the way you tried to refrain from moaning into his ear, your breath constantly becoming unsteady with each thrust. He wanted to hear more coming from those pretty lips of yours… but he had another plan in mind. He knew you were getting close.

You continued to grind up against him, your open pussy leaving a small damp spot on his pants. You loved the way your clit grazed against him but you wanted more. You broke away from his embrace to try and pull his pants down for more, but he gently pushed you off.

"I know you want my attention, but I do have to start getting ready." he said to you.

You pouted at him in hopes that he would give in but Jumin was a stubborn man.

"Fine, I'll just finish myself." You said, in a desperate last attempt to change his mind but he knew you wouldn't. You were only in the mood for him and your own fingers couldn't fill yourself like he could.

"I'll come home early for you. Then we can celebrate, how's that sound?"

You didn't answer and instead continued to pout. Jumin knew what game you were playing and instead went towards his closet to get ready.

It wasn't even that he wanted to go to work. It's just that he didn't see his birthday as anything special. He was just going on about the day as if it was any normal work day… but god were you making that hard.

And the worst part?

You knew exactly what you were doing.

He's spoiled you so much that you've become such a hassle to deal with in the morning. On certain days when you want his attention in the morning, you like to push your back up against his just enough so that he could feel your curves. And on some days, that was more than enough to keep him there just a bit later than usual. Dare he say you've become such a brat. It's nothing he doesn't mind taming himself but it sure was becoming harder to explain why he was late so many days out of the week.

You've become so needy for him... with every passing day, it gets harder and harder to leave you in this penthouse alone with no one but Elizabeth the 3rd to keep you company.

Once he left his closest, he returned to you feeding Elizabeth. Your short pajamas did nothing to hide your beautiful body while you rubbed Elizabeth's chin. He could hear you mumbling something about how "you had dressed so pretty for him but he didn't budge" but Jumin only laughed to himself. When you weren't being a brat, you were actually a wonderful partner to him.

Damn.

He was so in love with you… how could he leave you alone today? You were all he could ask for.

Once you finally got up from feeding Elizabeth, you turned to face him. You smiled at him but he knew you well. You were still upset.

He couldn't help himself, he walked up to you to wrap his arms around your waist, pulling you closer in the process. He placed a kiss on your jawline before using one of his hands to tilt your head towards him.

Jumin never wanted much for his birthday, but as you looked up at him with your doe like eyes and pajamas that hugged your body in all the right ways… he decided that he wanted something today. Plus, he was very mean to you earlier… it'd be cruel of him not to finish what he started.

While less efficient, the office was perfectly capable of working without his help. He could stay just a bit if that meant spending more time with you this morning.

"Come on love… I think I know what I want today."

"But didn't you say you were going to work today?" you asked. You tried to sound innocent, but you could tell he knew that you had planned this to happen.

"I'll call out, they'll understand."

He got down to his knees so that he was now looking up at you. He then lifted your pajamas to reveal your puffy lips. Just as he thought, you were still heavily aroused from earlier.

He used his fingers to place small circles around your clit before pressing his mouth against you. You gasped in return while holding on to him to brace yourself.

He wrapped his hands around your thighs for grip as he danced his tongue around your clit. He was always such a thoughtful husband who paid attention to what you liked. After being teased earlier, it didn't take long before you were helplessly riding his mouth.

"J-jumin please please please more~~"

There was that pretty voice he loved. And you said please? You were being so good to him... but he wanted more than that.

You were so close, the playtime from earlier making this wave feel stronger than before. You started to brace yourself for your orgasm but it never came.

Just like earlier, Jumin abruptly stopped right before you could reach that satisfaction. You looked down at Jumin with pleading eyes hoping he would continue but he was firm in his decision.

"Not yet my love… I called off today. We have all day to make you come undone and I'm still trying to pick which way I'd like best."

You moaned before grinding your hips towards him attempting to get anything to satisfy your heat. Jumin did not give in though… he instead grabbed your hips to keep you from moving. He gave you a playful smirk before placing one last kiss to your clit.

"What's wrong love? I thought you said you wanted me to be selfish today."

#mymes.fics #risNsfw #risFics #cw.edging #cw.oral #Jumin #jumin x reader #Jumin.Hours

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abs-so-lewdly · 2 years

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𝖁𝖎𝖘𝖚𝖆𝖑 𝕻𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖔𝖓 𝖝 𝕱!𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝖆𝖘 𝕳-𝕲𝖎𝖋𝖘

tw/cw:

jack is involved (shotacon), mind the tw/cw at each link

notes:

minors DNI (any minors found interacting will be blocked), contains links to GIFs under the cut, may or may not update from time to time

O★Z

Yuki Ange:

(tw/cw.semi-public sex) " when he's feeling a bit pent up after/before a live, you're there to help him. "

Guilitia Brion:

(tw/cw.bondage) " you got on his last nerve, and this is your punishment. "

Eve Louise:

(tw/cw.grinding/dry humping) " this is how your mornings would start off. "

Robin Laffite:

(tw/cw.semi-public sex) " he spoils you at an onsen. "

LOS † EDEN

Saga Latour:

(tw/cw.rough sex) " morning sex with him always has you walking funny. "

Mist Flaive:

(tw/cw.spanking) " mist needed a stress-relief from handling jack all day long & you were more than happy to help. "

Jack Mouton:

(cw/tw.shotacon) " you teach jack a little lesson on why he shouldn't be such a brat. "

Veuve Elizabeth:

(tw/cw.oral sex) " beth wanted you try on the lingerie specifically designed for you. "

ECLIPSE

Dimitri Romanee:

" dimitri couldn't wait until the two of you were out of your formals to ravish you; it must be because of that dress he wanted you to wear. "

Hyde Jayer:

" hyde decides to join you one evening in the bath. "

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honeymaki · 1 year

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Ganyu makes the loudest whiniest most pathetic noises against your cunt, nose pressed into your pubic mound, hands digging into the quivering fat of your hips. Urges you up up up into her mouth, hiccups when you grind against her tongue and chin, almost starts crying when she finally feels her neck and chest grow sticky with cum and definitely starts humping the bed when you take one hand off your tits and grab a hold of her horns :3 she’s so sensitive there, so tingly and soft so that when your sweaty palm brushes the tip, right down to the base, using it as an anchor to gyrate into her ever quickening tongue; Ganyu looses herself completely. Eyes crossing, lids fluttering, nostrils flaring at the fresh wave of cum squirting from your cunt, head tilting into your strong grip; urges your second hand from where it’s buried in the pillows beside your head, urges you to control her fully by gripping both her horns, urges you to use her face to get yourself off like the desperate little slut you are. She’s no better, pussy lips gooey and thighs shining with cum, sheets tangled in her knees, tits heavy and oh so neglected:( she can’t get enough of it though, the taste of you on her tongue, the scent of your lust dripping from your cunt, hands tugging her horns closer still and sending flutters deep in her belly, moaning and squealing into you. She’s tugging on every part of you, purring and spluttering, mouth sometimes open tongue out panting into your sloppy cunt or gulping down every drop you had to offer, suctioning tight over your clit to bring you to the edge over and over. Can’t stop if you won’t let go of her silly little sensitive horns, s’like there’s no off switch

#nini #jokes gonna cry myself to sleep thinking bout usin Ganyus horns #meow I’m so insane for her #cries a river just for her #don’t even get me started bout riding her strap while holding them dang horns #🍡.wlw #🍡.nsfw #cw.oral #genshin smut #genshin impact smut #ganyu smut #blushes

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honeymaki · 2 years

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Hitch sucks on your clit so so sweetly, it’s enough to make you tear up and arch your back, one hand on her head holding her in place and the other gripping hers where it squeezes your chest. She’s humming and hmmming and ahhing against you, vibrations running deep, letting your hips roll into her face, using her as you wish. It’s thorough, no flesh missed, no spend left dipping on to the bed, licking and slurping and nipping and sucking like she’s having her favourite meal. And to Hitch, you are her favourite meal because you whimper and huff and call her name when you cum all ridged and shaking,brushing her hair out of her face so you can see the languid, pointed licks of her tongue up and down, swirling and circling. Flattening over your clit before sucking it hard, eyes fluttering at the spill of you over her lips and chin, moaning when you grip her hair harder and flatten your hand over your belly, pulling the fat, spreading yourself open for her. Ripe for the tasting, presented so prettily and so messily for her; really a shame to not devour every bite hm?

#hitch:(( hitch:((#also begging to get eaten out pls #can u tell I’ve thought about it a lot? because I have #sobs hitch #🍡.nsfw #🍡.wlw #cw.oral #hitch x reader #hitch smut #snk smut #aot smut

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honeymaki · 2 years

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I wanna give ymir the best head she’s had in her life

Warnings: oral, innocence kink, implication of virginity, mentions of alcohol

So do I:((( and I want it to be our first time too:(( maybe on the way back from a gay bar where you two were watching a comedy act and drinking beers and cocktails and having so so much fun that neither of you wanted it to end:(( with ymir in her skinny black jeans, shirt paired with gold chains and a pretty lacy bra that catches your eye every so often and you in the prettiest outfit you own because you wanna impress ymir:(( wanna be the prettiest partner by her side that everyone envies:(( she’s told you that you’re pretty all night long, whispering it in your ear, declaring it to the bar tender, asking it to her friends and glaring until they agreed:((( and she’s callin you pretty now, the prettiest baby she’s ever had,

“Look at you, doin’ so well for me,” you’re between her thighs, chin shiny and dripping, cheeks kinda sticky and jaw low-key aching but ymir is trembling all around you with every learned flick of your tongue.

“F-uck baby, eating me so good, you sure you never done this before?” Shaking your head, you close your eyes and moan at the taste of her flooding your mouth, warm and sticky and so so good.

You figured out that she likes to be sucked along time ago; her neck, her fingers, her strap….so it only makes sense that you catch on to her labia and suckle and pull gently before latching on to her clit and hollowing your cheeks.

“Hah! Right,, there don’t fuckin stop! Oh fuck!” She’s halfway to howling, hand pushing on the top of your head to drag you closer and the other is shoved under her top, pinching and fisting her breast with every undulation of her hips. She’s using you, grinding against your face and causing your hold on her clit to fall but it’s okay, she’s got her pelvis angled just right so you can curl your tongue all up inside her - no real rhythm or pattern cause it’s your first time:(((( but she cums nevertheless, all staticky and jolting in her belly, clenching so hard over your wriggling, twisting tongue that you huff and grunt, and that sends her even further over the edge.

Thighs quaking, chest heaving and hardly able to utter a dirty little word at you, she’s in awe at her pretty little baby knelt between her legs all for eyed and innocent, wondering how you got her to cum so hard and from what?? Sitting there, moaning when she did, squeezing her thighs with shaking fingers and having this false confidence about you when really, you’re just a sweet little sunshine who’s never sucked a clit in their life?

“I call shit, that wasn’t your first time,” ymir gasps out, feeling you trace tiny little kisses over her mons and nuzzling into the neat thatch of hair there.

“Was too, I promise,” you mutter, eyeing her bashfully, “can I try again? I wanna get really good!”

“You don’t need that much practise baby, at all, trust me,”

#i hate writing endings ngl #i am at work bestie ls #anyways #🧋.answers #🍡.wlw #🍡.nsfw #cw.oral #cw.innocence kink #cw.virginity #ymir x reader #ymir smut #aot smut #snk smut

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honeymaki · 2 years

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Roommate!Pieck helps you through your dry spell by burying her face in your pussy when you come home from work with a small “I think I want to cum tonight”.

Doesn’t let you leave the bed till you’re in a puddle on your own cum, your thighs are sticking to her cheeks and her fingers are wrinkling from being inside of you; but anything to help out her poor, hard working roommate who never gets time to themselves, right?

#🍡.wlw #🍡.nsfw #woke up feeling not that sex repulsed #so roommate pieck:(((( the best #cw.oral #pieck x reader #aot smut

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honeymaki · 2 years

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Hange popping their thumb in your mouth while crowding over you, hips slapping into yours, strap hitting so deep and so good, watching your eyes roll back as you suck their thumb as hard as you sucked their strap earlier that evening<33

#i started writing a thing but stopped #hange and their nympho gf volume 2 #cw.oral #cw.strapon #hange x reader #🍡.nsfw #🍡.wlw #aot smut

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honeymaki · 2 years

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Mmmmmm biting Ochako’s asscheek so she jumps and squeals, before eating her out and making her squeal more<3<3<3

#in a bitey mood can u tell #chompin on her butt #mitsuri too mmmm #chomp #cw.oral #🍡.nsfw #🍡.wlw #ochako x reader #bnha smut

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honeymaki · 2 years

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Havin a crush on Erwin where he knows because of course he does; you stutter and squeak and also sweat a lot whenever he talks to you; but he doesn’t actually do anything because he has no idea what kind of date you’d like because every date he thinks of ends with you riding his face into the bed

#i have such a stupid girly crush on him #he’s so handsome #whines and moans and grumbles at him #gon read some healthy fanfic #of havin a crush and going cafe hopping wif him but then being folded in half later thank u #erwin x reader #🍡.het #🍡.nsfw #cw.oral

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honeymaki · 2 years

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Saeko sucks on ur tongue after suckin on ur clit<3<3

#saeko<3<3 #she does #it’s her thing she always does it #🍡.wlw #🍡.nsfw #cw.oral #saeko x reader

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honeymaki · 2 years

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Listen………pretty girls who act masc. it’s still on the brain. Maki with the packer, Sasha who manspreads. Momo who squeezes behind you and cants her hips to press her crotch against your ass. Maybe it’s not a bulge but you’ll still feel it gAWHd.

Warnings: packing, strapon, oral (f→toy), slight body description, throat fucking, fingering, breast worship, mommy kink, thigh riding.

MAKI

who takes you on dates in those tight jeans, a little baggy round the crotch but you know what's hiding there, what she subtly squeezes in the darkness of the booth while you're sat plastered to her side, sipping a beer or a cocktail, listening half heartedly to what Mai is saying. You can feel her tense, feel her smirk and reach down, hand drifting up your skirt and tracing over the pudge of your thighs, daring you to look down and see her dance over to her own thighs, then her crotch and then what's at her crotch. She can feel the heat bursting over your cheeks, the way you stutter and fidget and suddenly need to find the toilets because "m not feeling too good guys, i'm sorry, be right back,"

and Maki follows, as the perfect caring girlfriend who's packing heavy silicon in her trousers that she stuffs down your throat the second she locks the door behind you. Unbuttoned, zip tugged down, shaft and matching balls hanging out, and frothy with your saliva, thrusting to the back of your throat with every pitched moan. Hand cupping the back of your head, guiding you up and down, up and down, "Use you're tongue too angel, you know I love it,". God she wishes she could feel it, feel the way you're lathing her cock with kisses and swallowing so tightly and so thickly around it.

SASHA

has some of the fattest, thickest thighs you've ever seen and the way she spreads them, even unconsciously stirs something deep in your gut. It's even better thought, when she man spreads while you're on top, wearing her little rugby shorts that are too tight over the fat of her pussy and cut deep into her muscled thighs. Knees parted, hips pitched in just the right way so that you're spread as much as her, tendons screaming and body struggling to buck into her teasing. Sasha has one hand over your hip, snaking round behind you, spreading your ass more than it already is, dipping into your parted folds and hissing, "You got some nerve spreading yourself like that," even though she's the one spreading you out nice and wide, nice and open.

She can stay like this all day, spread and locking you open, fingers deep in your fluttering hole and knuckles knocking hard against your clit that is exposed no matter how much you squirm and writhe. Sure, you're perched a little higher than her, on your knees and whimpering into the crown of her head, but Sasha loves it, adores this position cause not only are you spread out and immobile for her to play with; her face is also mashed into your tits and there's no place she'd rather be than biting and sucking and nuzzling your engorged flesh.

MOMO

she's so cheeky, in a graceful way? It's your fifth date, the first time you were sleeping over, and only the second time you two had touched intimately. Sure, the night went uneventfully, a few heavy kisses on the sofa with some even heavier petting, Momo rolling you against her thigh and swallowing your desperate little whines with every throb of your clit. But - nothing else happened really, you two said goodnight, kisses again, you touched her tit with a muted, sleepy 'm-mommy please' and parted ways. Easy.

Except for the next morning, when you had the audacity to enter the kitchen wearing dusty blue panties and a top with her face on it, some half assed hero merchandise you must have found in the guest room drawer. And god - the way it hangs on your body, clinging and swaying and crinkling, and the way you yawn sleepily? accept her offered glass of orange juice and ask what she wanted for breakfast? as if - as if she hadn't been up all night thinking about the way your lips formed the word that plagued her dreams of you? "W-waffles? There's a press in the cupboard, I'll get it," because she's so much taller than you, and it means she has to squeeze past, grab your hips, run her nose along your exposed shoulder and - grind her crotch into your ass. It's quick, it's dirty, filthy almost, but you squeal and gasp and fall forward against the counter, shaken when Momo moves away, gathering ingredients, grinning to herself when you shakily ask "w-what? what was that?" - she's gonna have to show you now huh? show you what mommy does when her little angel looks so enticing?

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