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aztecbrujeria · 3 years

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Piercer Choso x F!Reader

This piece is for the Dilftober collab event by @nkogneatho! The way I love this man!!! Please head over to their page to read the other pieces here. Follow @anime-central for master lists on fellow writers!!

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NSFW TW/CW: Stigmatiphilia, Breath Play, Vaginal Fingering, Fluff...

Summery: You've completed your trauma surgery fellowship and became an attending. Your friend decides to drag you to a tattoo shop to help you follow through with a dream. There in the shop you meet him where you let your guard down.

Your girlfriend opened the door to the shop, you felt your heart hammering inside of your chest, you would never have done anything like this in all your life, but you just finished your trauma surgery fellowship and needed to let loose. You were greeted by the sterile smell that reminded you of your operating room at the hospital, “Hello, I’ll be with you in a moment, take a look around.” You heard a soft baritone from the back of the shop accompanied by the buzzing of a tattoo gun and had wondered who it belonged to.

You felt your best friend grab your hand and take you to the jewelry case where she made you look at the various gages and types of bars that could become part of your flesh. Bending down you noticed out of the corner of your eye a gorgeous fire opal jeweled bar, the way it shined in the light made you smile. Zoning out you never even heard him walk out from behind the beaded door hang while you contemplated who the gem would look against your olive skin.

While your face was glued to the case you heard a throat clear behind you, you stood and turned around, and felt your heart skip a beat at the man behind the counter. Standing in the doorway, drying his large hands with a rag, he stood over six feet with beautiful thick raven hair pulled up into messy space buns. Soft tendrils framed his perfectly chiseled face drawing you into his deep October eyes. You thought they were kind and welcoming, almost like he was a home away from home, you could see yourself with him. You swallowed, feeling a blush begin to creep upon your cheeks, following the lines of his face to his lips you wanted nothing more than to taste them.

His lips were alluring, shining from fresh chapstick showcasing how pillow soft they promised to be, and fully adorned with sleek black metaled snake bites. You watched as a lazy smile, that promised sinful delights and sweet nothings, spread across his face invitingly lighting up his sweet eyes. Your body began to sing with arousal with every heartbeat you could feel the heat in your stomach burn brighter. You wanted to know what his chapstick tasted like and quickly shook off the thought before your friend bounded to the counter.

“Hi! I want to spoil my friend here with a piercing. We’re celebrating!” You smiled bashfully, trying to hide in your peacoat, “Well, what are we celebrating? And I would love to help your friend.” You watched him wink and immediately you looked down at your fidgeting hands. This man made your stomach butterflies sing making you feel like running and hiding. Your friend turned excitedly to see you being bashful and grabbed you by the wrist and practically pulled you into the counter, “Well, speak up, I know you have been talking about this for the longest time. YOU’RE A SURGEON NOW!!!”

Your friend squealed with pride and you looked into the handsome man’s face, “Ummm...I would like a vertical h-hood...please.” You felt your face redden at telling this stranger and sexiest human you’d ever seen what a freak you really were. You never expected strong digits, stained with tattoo ink and black fingernails, to raise your chin so he could get a good look at you. Your eyes meeting his entrancing eyes almost made you faint at the adoring toothy grin he gave you, “My, my, my aren’t we adventurous. No judgments, my little sweet pea, I’ll take good care of you.”

You couldn’t help but feel the warmth from his voice, overflowing with baritone and honey, as he held out his hand so he could lead you to the back of the shop. “Do you want your friend to accompany you?” You looked at your friend, she was smiling wickedly, she walked over to the wall of work to disperse. “I don’t think so.” He chuckled and led you through the doorway, “Did you see a particular piece of jewelry you liked?” You hadn’t even thought about that until he sat you upon his chair and became distracted.

Looking around you saw beautiful pieces of art and photographs of him working and traveling. “You have such a colorful life.” You weren’t paying attention to the look of wonder upon his features as he drank you in. “Thank you.” You finally looked back into his eyes and smiled, “Sorry, I’m very observant.” The way you saw his eyes light up made you melt. “That’s okay. You are a surgeon after all, I’d expect nothing else.” He sat upon his stool and wheeled around where you could get a better look at him.

He was wearing a black tank top that hugged the muscles beneath, dark blue distressed denim stained with paint barely containing his legs, and the ink that was displayed upon his skin. Colors from dark violets to blacks splashed across his toned arms, rippling with the movements of him preparing the surgical tray, “Name’s Choso by the way, I own the shop, my brother Yuiji is upstairs studying for school.” Mouth watering at the thoughts of tracing the ink upon his flesh up to his thick shoulders and to find what else was hidden.

You clenched your legs as they hung over the end of the chair, you could feel your hot center ache, you knew you were going to have to lift your skirt soon and it sent a rush of adrenaline. The evidence of your arousal was soaking the inside of your thighs, as you chose to go commando to get pierced with less hassle, you thought of anything to distract you and tried to calm your heart rate. “You have a brother? What about the rest of your family?” He smiled before turning around to pull out a couple black latex gloves from the wall behind him. “It’s just me and Yuiji. I’ve been taking care of him since he was five.”

Catching the ink that wrapped around to the back of his neck and disappeared on his traps beneath the fabric of his shirt. You caught yourself starting to reach out to touch him, dropping your hand when he spun back around, you felt like you were being pulled to him. You dug your nails into your palm trying to fight the urge to explore him. You smiled nervously as he fisted the gloves and pulled the tray closer to him, “Okay, I’m gonna go pick out your jewelry, I’ll give you a moment to get yourself ready.” He pulled out the stirrups that were under his chair. “As a doctor you know the drill, right?”

Nodding your head you watched him stand to head back up to the counter for the jewlery. You stumbled onto your feet and pulled up your skirt, “Thank heavens I got waxed yesterday.” Sitting back up you readied yourself and put your legs into the stirrups. You had your hand over your face when he walked back in, you heard him stop and smiled knowing your most private secrets were on display. You couldn’t help the small chuckle as you heard him trip over himself and stutter, “I-oh fuck, I-I picked out a piece of jewlery I hope you’ll like...You ughh didin’t tell me what you wanted, so I went with what I thought would look good.”

Giggling, you peaked one eye out, “I trust you, you are the expert after all.” There was a blush upon his cheeks, it looked delicious mixing with the tattoo across the bridge of his nose, “My, my, my aren’t we bashful.” He shook himself out of his trance, the blush deepened a shade, walking back toward his stool he almost fell to the floor. “I, excuse me, shall we get started then, Doc?” letting your arm come to rest by your side, you realized he was going to get real close and personal, “I-I’m ready, yes.”

Blushing, you realized you were slick with excitement as you realized you were going to mix pain and pleasure. “I’m going to put my gloves on and touch the inside of your thigh so you know I’m about to touch you okay?” You looked down to see this large, sweet man, between your legs and felt wetness drip down between your folds to the table. Biting your lower lip you nodded in understanding, you wanted more than anything for him to take those lips and attach them to your clit and make you come. When you felt warm, gloved hands, touch the inside of your thigh you shivered before a small moan slipped out.

You couldn’t look at him, you knew he heard you, slowly you felt his hand travel up your thigh to your quivering pussy. “I see...someone is a mess.” You snapped your head down, his warm smile now dangerous and hungry, “I-I am not!” He chuckled as you watched large fingers lewdly trace your puffy pussy lips before you felt him sinfully spread them to reveal your swollen clit. “I am n-no, hnnggg...oohhh my god.” You knew this couldn’t be protocol when you felt him circle your clit with his thumb making you cry out at the sensitive bliss.

Immediately you brought the back of your hand to your mouth to muffle the lewd moan that was escaping your throat, “Oh, you sound so beautiful like that, I want to hear more of those.” His voice dropped down an octave making you whimper as he came closer to do the job. The feel of his hot breath upon your pussy made you arch your back, “I think you are such a mess for this right now. What a sexy supernova we have here.” Before you knew what happened you felt a sharp pinch before you felt a thick digit slide into your fluttering walls and curl to hit your spot. Coaxing pleasure to mask the small amount of pain upon your most sensitive spot.

The pain and pleasure mixed together as he finished attaching the ball to the end of your bar and stroked the inside of your soft center making your legs shake. The coil at the base of your spine tightened before he came back between your legs and slid another finger inside to curl against you, stretching you so nicely. Looking down with heavy lidded eyes you watched as he pursed those perfect lips and blew upon your clit, teasing your sensitivity. His eyes looked into yours before you felt yourself tip over the edge soaking his gloved hand. Eyes snapping closed, bright lights flashed behind your eyelids, as you rode the waves of your orgasm biting on the back of your hand muffling your cries of pleasure.

When you finally relaxed you felt warm lips kiss the inside of your thick thigh, “I think I’d like to do that again. Next time I want to hear you say my name.” Blissed out from the orgasm you just had, you reached down and caressed the side of his face. He placed another kiss upon the base of your palm, “I think I’d like that too. You don’t do this for all your clients, do you?” He laughed, the hot breath upon your skin made you moan again, “No, I’d be a rich man if I did that.” You couldn’t help but laugh as you realized you fell for the guy who got a full view of your pussy before the first date, “The fire opal I put in fits you, you know? Reminds me of the stars.” You smiled, blushing deeply, knowing he picked the one you had already seen, all logic gone you fell head first for him and his sweet nature.

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emperorwriter · 3 years

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Warning: Age Gap, Degrading, Impregnated, Light Bondage, Rough Smut, Possessive, Jealous, Short, and not proof read. If your an minor don’t interact. Clicking keep reading means you have accepted and acknowledged this is mature. (Reader is supposed to be a female.)

Souya was pissed.

And not like that's his 'resting bitch face' pissed more like 'How dare you test me' pissed. And you knew it. Cause that's what you and Souta wanted.

You recalled the conversation with Souya's son. "You need to make him jealous in order to get him to confess first." Souta explained, folding his arms across his chest.

"Huh?"

"Don't play dumb miss babysitter. My father was eye your ass and you were eyeing his." He huffed, picking up his toy. "And I just so happen to want a brother."

"You want a what? we're not even in a relationship kid."

"Yeah, I know. That's why I have the perfect plan." He laughed.

"So, here's what we're going to do. . .

Why you even listen to a six your old kid was beyond you, however his plan had work much better than you though. Cause when you friend went home and you were left alone with a pissed DILF hell broke lose.

Souya shoved you against the wall with a loud thud. Fingers laced with yours as his tongue skillfully worked it’s way into your mouth. One hand holding your jaw while he dominated you against his front door.

This had been long past over due and he could not wait any longer for you. “It’s a cute game you got going on here,” he whispered. Detaching his mouth with a long thin line of saliva following. “Always turning me on and running away. Rinse and repeat right?” He asked, eyes filled with a lust that only a single lonely dad would have.

After six years of it only being him and his son with the no girls rule. It was time for him to get his dick wet. And it just so happened that his target was tesingt his patients. "You think you're cute flirting with Nahoya friend in my home, huh?" he growled, your folds getting wet thinking about all the things he could do to you

Everybody knew he needed it. His brother, his coworkers, and his friends. Hell even his son knew it. Homie wanted a mother figure and his babysitter happens to have a thing for his single dad vice versa.

Thus begin the cat and mouse flirty game between them both.

“What are you talking about?” You chuckled nervously. Despite the fact that he looked angry he was quite happy to had caught you off guard today thanks to his devious son. Yet, a part of him feels like had lost to his son. Just how much control did he have over you?

'This wasn't how it was suppose to go this way.' You thought.

Plan didn't fall though since you caught Souya's attraction, however that brat betrayed you. Leaving you to the wolves. So, next best move is to escape.

Suddenly Souya was pulled out of deep thoughts by your fail attempted to escape. Gently crushing you in that father hug you lewd every chance you got.

All those time where you have though about being dominated by those muscly arm and his vainly hands all over your body. Snapping back into your reality as he tied your wrist together giving that rare smile.

Cheeks dusted with a break red that contrasted with his blue hair. "I'm not done with you missy," he hissed, taking you back to his bedroom before tossing you roughly onto the bed.

Only for you to open your legs willingly which caught him off guard. Souya throw his hands over his mouth.

There you were in that nice short dress he bought you and never thought you would ware. Legs open cunt wet and ready for him. He could feel his jeans tighten at the thought of how tight you might feel, or how warm you we're on the coldest day.

Imagine his surprise when your cunt sucked him in sending him into to such a bliss. Felt so good he almost came the moment he went in. subconsciously moving his hips slowly due to holding back. His hands on either side of you head keeping his weight from crushing you.

Before he stopped moving and open his eyes wide as if remember he was suppose to b made.

"Who the hell was that?" Souya asked, cocking his head to the side. His hips stop moving as he stared you in your eyes.

"W-who?" You said, rubbing your tied wrist together. That innocent act wasn't going to work anymore. H frowned if that was even possible.

"That was just a friend," you whimper. "Souta brought him home and said he was a friend and then we became friends."

"You're a little slut aren't you?" He asked, a smirked appeared on his face as his hands grabbed your waist. Sliding his dick in your wet folds with a harsh thrust. You scream in pleasure. Deciding to not begging him cause it would only cause him to do it even more.

This was one side that you love about Souya. That he was that he didn't like when men gotten closer to you in any shape or form.

"He was just a friend." You mumbled. He raised yours hips to get a better angle to your sweet spot. His nails digging into your soft skin to get another grip.

Suddenly his hand cover you mouth while he leaned forward to whisper in your ear "Shh don't want to wake Souta up. Imagine having to explained why I'm inside you." He grunted and groans speeding his hip up causing the bed to the he wall.

"Do you wanna be a mommy?" He relased you mouth.

"Yes!" you whispered scream.

"That's right baby you're going to become a mommy for my baby."

With one last thrust he painted your insides white.

Don't question the name. Had to name it something.

@nkogneatho

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sunshineskitti · 2 years

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Chapters: 12/13 Fandom: Codename: Kids Next Door, Johnny Test (Cartoon), Powerpuff Girls Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Father & Hugh Test Characters: Benedict Uno | Father, Hugh Test Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Dilftober, Junsuisilly, cartoon dads Series: Part 1 of ADadVerse Summary:

A job opportunity becomes much more. Based on the art of Junsuisilly. (Complete, with an epilogue coming soon!) ｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆　 Catch up on the #ADadVerse Fanfiction today!

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tiredlilguy · 6 months

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" Ease Your Mind?"|DILFTOBER WEEK 1

lost? main masterlist. / dilftober masterlist. / SB masterlist.

a/n: enjoy >:3 i had a bit of fun with this ghehehe... uhm nanami next week! this is also available on A03!

pairing: Iceman X Bartender!GN!Reader cw: NSFW 18+ (if you are a minor, you will be blocked), proof-read but there still might be mistakes because im dumb- desc: a familiar face shows up at the bar that you work at. you and him have some history ;) considering how long you've both known each other ~~ kink(s) this week: size kink + food play key (because he is italian in my head): vieni a sederti - "come and sit"

It was a rather slow night at the bar, you had nothing particular on your mind as you cleaned up glasses from the previous shift’s regulars. You were the last bartender of the night, and you were going to work until close. While cleaning glasses, you had asked yourself if you should just close up for the night, but you knew that there were at least one or two people who had wanted to come in for a drink before going home for the night, and so you quickly voided that thought. Eventually, you heard the bell from the entrance open, someone shift off their coat, and footsteps trail down the stairs.

“ Evening…,” you greeted as you finished cleaning up the last glass that was in your hand. You placed it down, placing a hand towel on your apron pocket. Turning around, you recognized a familiar face,” Oh, Iceman.”

“ Hey,” he lifted a hand, taking a seat at the bar and taking a toothpick out of one of the open jars.

“ It’s nice to see you,” you commented, already corking open a bottle of wine and taking out a wine glass. What brings you here tonight?”

“ It’s been a long day,” Iceman let out a hardy sigh, placing his hand on his cheek,” I just wanted something to ease my mind.”

“ Ease your mind…?” you slid over a glass of wine to him and corked the bottle once again, placing it on a shelf.

“ There was a blood bath,” he answered, tipping the wine glass from one side and watching the liquid follow,” Local gang war going on… and a mafioso from the port got involved in a drug circle. It’s been a mess since the boss found out.”

“ Your boss isn’t involved with drug rings?” you raised a brow.

Iceman simply shook his head, taking a small sip of the wine and rolling it around his tongue before swallowing it. “ Port Mafia’s involved with money laundering,” he answered,” I forget… I’m the only member of the Port Mafia that you know, is that right?”

You simply nodded, kicking up a stool from behind you, and sitting across from him, fiddling with a couple of clean glasses and stacking them neatly. You untied your apron, placing it on the edge of a counter.

He was right. You were never involved with the Port Mafia at all. You were just a simple bartender at a small bar with nothing going on. On occasion, you’d see a couple of shady figures, but Iceman was the first person you’d met who was an official member of the Port Mafia. You learned a bit about him… how he wasn’t actually from this country, eventually joined the Port Mafia, and was a part of this group with a couple of interesting characters from all over the world (and maybe even outside of Earth). He was rather straightforward about his past and current job, with only a hint of hesitation in his voice when he briefly mentioned his early life. You were always interested in what he had to say, and he was always glad to re-tell old stories.

Of course, over the few months of knowing him, he’d buy you a drink… perhaps exchange a kiss or a little bit more. Those nights… sometimes you’d both be a little tipsy, putting away all walls and giving into desires. You had to admit, he was quite talented with his hands and tongue. You were both unsure of what your relationship with each other truly was, but you were satisfied anyway. You felt relaxed in his presence, and him the same.

Iceman took another sip of his glass,” How about your day? Tell me about it.”

You perked up, eyes staring directly into his with a faint smile,” Eh…? It’s probably not that interesting.”

“ Still… tell me. I want to hear about it,” he insisted, moving his head to rest on top of his fist.

You felt a faint blush reach your face as you cleared your throat,” W-well… I woke up a little later than I usually did and headed over to a cafe to get some work done with my other job… Mm… before I knew it, it was already late afternoon, so I headed home and took a short nap… and now, I’m here.”

Iceman hummed, moving a hand to tussle his usual bedhead,” That sounds lovely if I were being honest.”

“ If I were being honest, it’s boring,” you frowned.

“ Better than the chaos going right now,” Iceman shrugged, finishing up his wine glass.

You noticed that he was almost done and walked over to go grab the bottle once more, to fill it up again. He noticed your actions and knocked on the wooden counter to get your attention.

“ Get yourself a glass too,” he spoke up.

You turned around with a small smirk before grabbing and pouring yourself a glass. You walked to his side, placing the bottle and your glass down, pouring him around round… You know you’d both be drinking together as the night carried on anyway. You were about to sit down until you realized that the record player was about to finish up its last song. Iceman watched as you walked over to the side, switching out the record with another one, letting the needle place itself down before walking back to him.

Iceman motioned two fingers towards himself and then pointed at the stool beside him,” Vieni a sederti.”

You nodded, walking over to his side, though instead of sitting on the stool, you propped yourself up on the counter aside him.

“ You still remember some Italian?,” he raised a brow.

You shrugged your shoulders, taking the wine glass in your hand,” Faintly… Just what you’ve said to me or told me.”

“ I’m surprised you haven’t tried to learn more,” Iceman moved to take off his gloves, eventually placing a hand on your thigh and gently caressing up and down,” One of the members in the support group I’m a part of… He’s a huge polyglot, and after finding out I could speak it, he wanted to learn right away.”

“ That’s awfully sweet of him,” you chuckled slightly, taking a sip of your wine.

“ I think it’s really just because of his line of work,” Iceman followed you, taking a sip as well.

“ What does he do?”

“ Communications… Foreign exchanges and affairs,” Iceman waved his hand in the air,” Things like that… oh, and he’s an actor as well.”

“ That’s peculiar, and actor in the Mafia, huh? Is he famous?” you scoffed, scooting a little closer to him. He continued to touch your thigh.

“… yes and awfully so, if I must add.”

“ Shall I make a guess as to who it is then?,” your eyes seemed to light up as you looked over at him with a big grin.

“ Go for it, I’ll even buy you another if you get it right in five tries.”

“ Five? How generous…”

“ Only because you’re cute.”

You held up five fingers with one hand as you tried to think to yourself. You spewed out two names, only to be met with a shake to the head. Iceman let out a rare smile that was usually never on his face… he enjoyed watching you like this.

“ Ah! I got it!,” you jumped up slightly, but were held down by his hand that was still on your thigh,” It might be a far take, but I’ll guess… Lippmann!”

“ Spot on,” Iceman nodded to himself,” Pour yourself another, sweetheart.”

“ Gladly,” you reached for the bottle,” That man is everywhere. I’m quite impressed the Port Mafia took him in.”

“ Things happen,” he shrugs,” I wasn’t supposed to either, but it just… happened.”

“ Well, it’s not like I’ll say anything. I wouldn’t want to get involved with the Port Mafia like that. Though… I don’t think I can really see all those movies with him all the same anymore.”

“ Likewise, but he’s not too bad of a coworker.”

…

Time seemed to go by like nothing, and it was getting pretty late. Yet the more that you both talked, the less you wanted to finish up for the night and go home. Then again, time to you stopped whenever you spoke to him… or maybe it was just the alcohol.

“ It’s getting late,” you sighed,” I think I should probably close up for the night.”

“ Come here,” Iceman placed his glass off to the side, motioning for you to move in front of him. You scooted over from your spot on the counter, now seated in front of him. You had our thighs together as he looked at you slightly hungry. He moved his hands to the sides of your thighs, moving up to your hips. He pulled you towards him, legs now on either side of him.

“ You’re a little handsy tonight,” you let out a dazed giggle,” You know, Iceman… you could’ve done this a lot earlier.”

“ I enjoyed our conversations…,” he answered with a slightly raspy voice,”… Didn’t want to ruin the moment.”

“ Hm… It has been a while hasn’t it,” you smirked, a hand moving to touch his cheek. His face felt warm, and there was a faint blush on his face. The same was on yours too… it was most likely from the alcohol. He closed his eyes at the contact, eventually reaching over to your hips and moving to slide his fingers under the waistband of your pants. You let out a faint whine as he teased you, taking his time and sliding your pants down. You complied, lifting your hips so he could take them off of you, leaving you in just your underwear.

His hands trailed up your now bare thighs, making you shiver. You were getting antsy, but you knew that he liked to take his time… so you tried to be patient with him. He looked over at his wine glass, seeing the remaining wine that was sitting at the bottom. He stood up from his spot on the stool and brought the glass up to your lips. You opened your mouth before he could tell you to drink, and he let the rest of the wine fall into your mouth.

“ Don’t swallow,” he commanded, wiping a small trail of wine that slipped out of your lips while placing the glass down. “ Mm… Good,” he praised before moving in to kiss you, placing his lips over yours. You paused for a second, not exactly knowing what to do, but that all seemed to go away as he shoved his tongue into your mouth, You let it happen, even when the wine seemed to spill out of your lips. Iceman let out a satisfied sigh as he tasted the alcohol on your tongue. You kissed him back, thought timidly at first. You had felt slightly embarrassed from the mess you’d made. You both continued to kiss, your saliva mixing with the wine that had been spilling out of your mouth. He drank that taste from your lips before pulling away.

“ Just wanted to try something,” he mumbled,” I liked it.”

“ I think I liked it too,” you hummed with a grin,” Maybe you should have some more.”

You reached over to your glass, and pushed him back, silently asking him to sit down. He followed with a huff, swiping the saliva that was falling from his lips.

You giggled to yourself before tipping the glass over your bare thighs. The wine spilled over them, as you placed the glass down on the side. Iceman quickly moved in to lick over your thighs, his tongue soaking up any that was left on you. You let out a small moan as he did so. His hot tongue went from licking to kissing, as he left easy kisses on your thighs, slowly trailing up towards your core. He looked up at you before placing his mouth over your underwear, kissing right at your core.

“ Hah… mmnn,” you let out a breath of air, slightly jolting at his warm mouth. His hands reached up to remove your underwear, sliding it off your hips and eventually onto the floor. He moved you close to his mouth, letting out a hot breath of air before licking a stripe up your core. He placed his mouth down, sucking gently.

“ F-feels good,” you said, placing a hand over your mouth as you moaned. Maybe it was the haze from the alcohol, or he was just that good, but you felt as though you were drowning in pleasure. Your body felt hot and soft to the touch, you could only shiver the more he touched you, even if his hands were just caressing your hips.

“ Does it?” he lifted his tongue more, making you jolt.

“ Ngh… ah!” you lifted your knees, and he supported you, pulling your core closer to him so that you were lying on your back, legs in the air. You were spread out, a moaning mess, your shirt was crooked and the blush on your cheeks was redder as you were still trying to catch your breath. You started to feel a warm sensation build up in your stomach, so much so that it was almost unbearable. He noticed how close you were and continued to work his tongue around you. You felt yourself twist and arch your back the more he dipped his hot and wet muscles around you. You were about to cum when you felt him pull away, his hand resting over your thigh to calm your small spasms from almost reaching your high. You let out a whine as he pulled away to fiddle with his belt.

You let out a huff, moved your head up, and propped yourself on your elbows. You watched as his cock sprung from his pants, and you felt a breath come out of you, as you looked at his length. It was big, both long and wide. You hesitated for a moment, feeling almost intimidated about how that was going to fit into you.

Iceman spit into his hand, wiping the saliva over your hole. You let out a whine as he shoved a finger into your hole, before pulling it out.

“ Sorry, I don’t have anything other than spit,” he apologized, leaning over you,” so just tell me if it hurts.”

You nodded, once again hesitantly as you felt him push the tip on. A loud yelp came out of you as he did so, your shoulders tensing up at the feeling. You let out gasps of air, before looking up at him and nodded. He hummed back, shoving more of his length into you.

“ Ahhh… fuck,” you moaned,” I feel so full.”

“ Yeah…? Am I filling you up?”

“ Mm..! Yes,” you twitched.

You had already started sucking his length into your walls, it was getting hard for you to relax as your entrance was only opening up little by little. He moved slowly to your hips, his length filling you up even more. You felt a small bump in your lower stomach at how big he was, and he placed a hand over the area, gently caressing it.

“ Fuck… Since when were you so big?” you chuckled, though still trying to adjust to the pain.

“ It’s been a while since we’ve done this, haven’t we…?,” Iceman softly grinned down at you, a hand moving a strand of hair out of your face.

“ Y-you can move now,” you let out another breath.

He responded with a groan, slowly pulling out of you before shoving himself back in. You let out another loud yelp as he did so, but let him continue as he thrust his hips into you. His tip started to hit your sweet spot, and you felt that same heat build up once again. He leaned over you, shoving himself deeper into you. You almost felt in bliss, so full and so warm…

The heat that built up was starting to become unbearable. It only got worse when his rough hand moved to touch your lower stomach, pushing down slightly into you.

“ Agh…! I’m gonna c-cum if you keep doing that,” you pouted, trying to pull his hand away (pathetically so) with your much weaker arm.

“ That’s the point, sweet thing,” he grinned, thrusting himself in once again. His cock was practically bullying your swollen flesh. You felt your walls start to become sore the more he thrust into you.

Your hand started to become limp as you tried your best not to cum yet, but embarrassingly so, you were already reaching your high. Your body twitched as you did so, and you let out a whine as you continued to cum.

“ Ah-hah…,” your dazed expression was showing as you were left in pleasure,” I- shit- sorry. I couldn’t hold it in that long.”

Iceman pulled out, letting out a soft sigh, before sitting back down on the stool,” Heh… It’s fine. Like I said, we haven’t done this in a while anyway.”

You weakly pulled yourself to sit up, almost falling over, but he happened to stop your fall, pulling you up by the arms. He reached his hand over to your face, moving your hair out of the way. You hummed at his soft gesture, enjoying his touch.

“ You alright?”

“ I think so,” you smiled. You felt slightly impulsive, moving your face down to meet his with a grin. He accepted, closing his eyes and letting you kiss him. He kissed back gently, pulling away and seeing the same red blush on your face. You felt a rush in your chest, though it was not the same feeling as the lust from earlier… it was a bit different. You both pulled away, slowly and you looked into his eyes nervously. He watched as you seemed to avoid his gaze the moment his eyes met yours.

He sighed, a small smile reaching the corner of his lips,” Let’s clean this up.”

“ Y-yeah…”

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