#dirty fucking hoes

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y’all won’t be satisfied until you run every black writer off this app and I’m so serious. Yes, I’m being rude to anybody that takes time out of their day to post some dumb ass remarks (a recycled one at that) and uses it to disrespect black writers of any capacity. Sitting up screaming about wanting more representation and the black reader fics being nonexistent but y’all get mad about everything. Yes, I’m cussing y’all out everytime I see it and I’m blocking idc. Free, FREE content that people took time to create, y’all are being nasty about it. We don’t owe y’all grace or kindness. Especially when we can see the hypocrisy. Go to hell with gas undies on and leave us alone. And please write whatever y’all want and fuck these people. Thanks for coming to my Ted talk

#rant #vent and rant #cw discourse #I see fifty toxic baby daddy fics with toji’s dirty ass and nobody moves #but damn #a character who’s balls y’all were just sucking two weeks ago can’t smoke a blunt #I don’t even write these so called ‘toxic’ hcs but I’m all for black women having representation in whatever way makes them comfortable #get over yourselves #like who do you hoes think y’all are #nobody has to write to appease a bitch who can’t even spell her own name #the way my lil hiatus is about to turn into me archiving this shit and leaving #cherry chats 🍒 #my blog is not a safe space for you fucking losers #and if you don’t like it #unfollow me #I love eren and the AOT characters over here and I’m not gonn stop writing for them bc you bitches got a new character to gush over

[pinkmirth]

just to set the record straight; reiner would peel your orange like it’s his fucking job, okay! this man would practically bend over backwards to make sure you’ve got every little thing your heart desires!!!

#that rude little fuck from that tiktok doesn’t deserve a woman at alllll #but reiner? oh he’s a MAN. and real men nicely prep their girlfriend’s fruit for them #rei would take it to new lengths! he’ll put together a fruit bowl and everything #in fact this man will squeeze the fucking thing just to make you some juice out of it too #you are VERY special to him . he’d never think anything lesser #but omg. that punk ass hoe who wouldn’t even help out his OWN GF is the saddest thing. he needs a dirty slap #꒰ঌ rambles.ᐟ ໒꒱ #꒰ঌ aot.ᐟ ໒꒱ #ৎ୭ ⨾ reiner.ᐟ #orange peel

[thirstyandbeautiful]

Our Dirty Secret, Pt. 12 

more consequences!

PART ONE ~ PART TWO ~ PART THREE ~ PART FOUR - PART FIVE - PART SIX - PART SEVEN - PART EIGHT - PART NINE - PART TEN - PART ELEVEN

Bestie <3: so how you making out without your mid day dick?

Wow. You’re so subtle. 

Bestie<3: I rly do feel bad for you!

Sure 

Bestie<3: you know

Bestie<3: im gonna ignore your shit mood

Bestie<3: cause id have a shit mood too

Bestie<3: if I wasnt getting all that DICK

Omg

Bestie<3: I mean what was it like 5x a day?

No! I’m fine.

Bestie<3: my poor friend having to rely on toys like the rest of us!!!!

SHUT UP. 

I’m on my way back to the hotel, I’ll call you later tonight

Bestie<3: do u at least sext?

Or not.

Bestie<3: you bette rnot cause if u have pics of that monster cock and don’t share I swear

GOOD NIGHT. 

Bestie<3: lmao nightie night get that good dic k tonight!!

“Ya ready?” Daniel’s voice echoed in your ear as you quickly hunched over with a loud gasp, locking your phone as quickly as your disoriented fingers would let you. Always quick to laugh, Daniel placed a gentle hand on your shoulder, “Don’t worry, I didn’t see anything.”

A forced smile almost cracks your face in half as you look at your oblivious boss. His easy smile and touches had burned you inside and out all week. The absence of the other Aussie in your life had hung heavy in the air. If your lie had been festering before, now it was agonizing. You could feel the guilt drag down your spine with each step as you followed after Daniel.

“Ha ha,” you playfully punched his shoulder, “come on.”

Daniel fell in step beside you, humming some tune as you left the paddock. In the dark, it was easy to fix your gaze on the shadows the bright lights cast on the darkened lot. 

“Looking forward to getting back?” You chirped as his shadow pressed to your own.

“Yeah, gotta catch Mike up.”

You bit your lip and stayed silent the whole way to the car.

-

Your thighs shook around Michael’s hips as you came. The pleasure cut through your body, sharp as lightning while Michael groaned at your tightened pussy. There’s barely any air in your lungs as a pressure builds in your lower abdomen, as if every thrust inside of you has cranked up the heat licking up your spine. Before it can release, Michael lets out a broken moan and his hips stay pinned to yours. He hushed you as your whimpered, his own little sounds released in time with the gentle rocking between his legs. Everything felt hot, and you could feel your bodies pressed together, slickness trapped between your skins. You could feel the pulse at the base of his cock, pressed so hard against your clit, and the part inside of you that he had hammered against to make you cum now ached.  He filled you so good, and you fit him like a glove. Every movement, every twitch, every delicious jerk of his cock as he filled you made your night.

There was no shame, no lying here. Just you and him. The only moments that had felt right lately had been with him.

When Michael pulled his head back from where he’d buried his face in your neck, he looked down at you and kissed your nose breathlessly before groaning as he leaned over you. You gasped as he pressed deeper into you as he reached for the bedside drawer. You already knew what he was searching for and you groaned as you squeezed your eyes shut. You could hear and feel him laughing at you. With a final huff, you opened your eyes and tried to look at him with a straight face above you, pointedly ignoring the pink vibrator in his hand. 

“You’re gonna blush? I’m cumming in you raw, r-right-“ he groaned, his nose scrunching as more warmth fills you, “now, and you’re gonna blush cause I took out your toy?” 

Instead of promising to leave it for later, Michael rocked back on to his knees. He chuckled at the way you shivered and hissed from the partial absence of him inside you. Without his heated body on top of you, the cool air of the room rushed to your moist skin. With how sensitive he’d made you between your legs, it felt like ice against you. 

You yelped as he pressed the vibrator to your swollen sex, and made sure that it pressed firmly under your hood and the edge pressed against your ring of flesh that was still locked around his cock. 

“Fucccckkkkkkk me.” Michael’s neck muscles pulsed and flexed as his head dipped back, “you feel amazing.”

You shuddered as he dragged his cock out of you, the length still throbbing hard and covered in your combined cum. When he rolled his hips forward again into yours, his groan dragged into a growl. Your pussy clenched as you felt the vibration down his body to between your legs. 

“Wanna cum in you again.” 

You opened your eyes to catch his half lidded gaze, an Adonis kneeled between your spread thighs. The sweat that glistened on his skin served to show off every curve of meticulously built muscle as every inch of it worked towards overstimulating you and, as he said, working another load into you. 

“Hey!” 

You almost jumped out of your skin as you woke with a start, the seatbelt across your chest pulling tight around your sensitive breasts as you gained your bearings.

Left the paddock. Headed back to hotel. In the car. With Danny.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare ya!” Dan had his hands up, a shy smile on his face, “You were making some noises, thought you might be having a bad dream.”

Your cheeks heated as the wetness in your panties confirmed that no, it wasn’t a bad dream, boss, I was just having a sex dream about your trainer. 

You smiled tightly at him, “Thanks, I-“ you wiped the sheen shine of sweat from your brow line, “I don’t remember what it was.” Kill me. 

“Ah, it’s probably the jet lag, you know? It does things to ya.” 

“Yeah, yeah.” you nodded as you looked back out the window, recognizing the streets as being very close to your hotel. 

There was an excited thrum that electrified your body that filled you with embarrassment. You could go without sex, you’d done it before. But lately, ever since ‘the incident’ (as your little team had labeled Michael’s assault on Jon), your thoughts had veered away from the dick you’d been hanging off of for months and instead focused on the owner of that dick. 

Get a fucking grip. 

You only felt this way cause you were an idiot. A stupid idiot who felt hot over such a big boy fighting over you, for you. Jon had fucked around and found out, and you’d been defended. You could count the number of times someone had gone to bat for you on one hand, and it felt good to know that that included someone in your present. It was caveman brain, which seemed to be effecting the both of you lately. 

“Here!” Danny shouted like a child, “Ah, finally.” he groaned as he bounced out of the van. He turned back and reached for you, taking your hand to help you out.

“Thanks.” you nodded as stepped into the lobby together, “Are you off to your room?” 

The hotel was nice, beyond nice. It was definitely one of the more ritzy ones that you frequented during the season. The grand ceiling was a masterpiece of cathedral proportions and the rooms were spacious and stuffed with free amenities.

The three of you had gotten rooms in separate buildings, the boys on one side of the massive property and yours on the other. If anything, it made things easier because you could easily blame him not being able to find you or Michael on the property being so big.

“Yeah, yeah.” Daniel nodded, “Unless-” he shrugged towards the bar attached to the lobby, and you felt your chest cave in, “you wanna-”

“Hi guys!” 

Daniel rolled his eyes. Jon, ever the bastard, happily strolled up to you guys. It was wild to think that you had ever gotten along or even liked the trainer. He had really stepped into his ‘asshole’ role fully, and seemed to love to poke every bear he could find. You couldn’t stand him, but now, even after everything, you were grateful for his ability to pop up at the worst times. 

“Jon.” Daniel nodded, “How’s it going?” 

“Oh, fine, fine,” he looked pointedly at you both, “you guys just get back from the paddock? M’waiting for Lando.” 

You nodded and crossed your arms across your chest, “Cool.”

“Where’s Michael?” He looked pointedly at you before turning to Daniel, “You didn’t have him waiting for you?”

You jerked your head to the side at Daniel, and gave him the okay to leave. If one Aussie decking Jon wasn’t enough, two would probably get them all in even more trouble.

“You sure?” Dan asked you. 

“Yeah, yeah. Tell Mike I said hi.” 

Jon’s chuckle made your lip curl, “Tell him I said hi too!”

Daniel gave him the finger as he disappeared into a side corridor, on his way to the left building that would lead him to his room. When he was out of sight, you faced Jon.

“So-”

“You’re so fucking annoying.” You cut him off, “You really don’t learn?” 

Jon laughed this time, “Should’ve had your man hit me harder.”

You knew you shouldn’t take the bait, so you didn’t. Turning on your heel, you focused on the heavy click of your heels on the shiny tile floor as you crossed the lobby. 

Don’t look back, don’t look back. 

It was a long walk through the courtyard to your own suite’s building, around some pools and such. On the first day you’d arrived, you’d hated it. It gave you too much time to think, too much time for your thoughts to turn. Even mad as you were, your brain tried to stray back to the guilt that seemed anchored in you.

You felt too much, too fast. You were pissed, you were tired, your body still felt hot to the touch from your stupid dream. Taking a heavy deep breath, you tried to center yourself. You counted the clack of your heels each time they struck the cobbled walkway and focused on what you could spot in front of you. The statues, the architecture, all of the glamorous lifestyle around you. 

It was the exact kind of luxury that reminded you why you even took this job, and only served to skewer your mind as your mind plummeted to how much more you’d gotten.

Michael.

You wished you could just enjoy the fact that he’d laid out Jon in that club, and how he’d fucked you so deep right after, but when’d grabbed your chin and spoke those words they’d sunk into the pit of your stomach like a stone. 

“I’d do it again.”

Now they were stuck in your head like a curse.

Michael had pressed his lips so sweetly to yours and kissed up your smile until you pressed your lips back to his. You could feel the phantom caress of his fingers against your thighs every time you closed your eyes. He’d been so gentle, so sweet. It had brought you back to the way he’d looked at you when you first rode him. The same look of relaxed content. 

And that was where the doubt seeped in. 

You didn’t want content. You wanted money, luxury, a good fucking. You wanted all the perks of F1 life, the parties and hotels- even the fucking notch on your resume made it worth it. But a secret relationship with a trainer was a huge potential derailment to everything you’d worked towards.

“What am I doing?” You muttered to yourself. 

Quick steps behind you made you flinch to the side, “Walking to your dick date?” Jon offered. The fucker had caught up to you.

“How’s your face?” You deadpanned.

His face was healed, the only remnant that suggested he’d been in a (one sided) fight was the blotches of yellow that remained around his eye and cheek. It had been bad, you’d caught some photos online. He’d been a mess of purple and greens, and it had set the internet aflame. But clearly he’d learned nothing from it.

“Fine.” He smiled with all his teeth at you before adding, “Your boyfriend somehow didn’t break my nose, just bruised my eye so bad it traveled.”  

“Oh, shut up. You know he’s not my boyfriend.”

He hummed in disagreement, and kept up with your brisk pace, “Fuck buddies don’t usually get so possessive, you know?” 

“Hush.” You hissed at Jon as you slipped into the next corridor. You could see the shiny elevators and picked up your pace to the point where you practically jogged towards them.

Jon came to a stop beside you as you stabbed the up button on the key pad, “Or what?” 

You smiled at him as you pressed the elevator button again, “Or I’ll sic my very scary Aussie on you. I’m sure he’d love a second round.” 

Jon laughed, “Oh, ‘yours’ now?”

You schooled your face, not giving anything away to the vulture. Instead, you pressed the elevator button again and again. When Jon realized you weren’t going to rise to his bait, he decided to twist the knife as best he could. 

“You know, I do actually think he’s stupid enough to hit me again.” You scoffed, but before you could say anything back, he continued, “That’s what love does. Makes you stupid, huh?”

He leaned casually against the mirrored wall beside the elevator and rubbed his beard. You hated how he looked at you, how his eyes raked up and down your form like he knew something, like he could see something that he wasn’t meant to. It made your skin crawl.

“We’re not in love.” You bit out, even as an angry twist of confusion warred in your stomach. 

“Right, right. Well, you are the smart one, aren’t you?” He looked up at the elevator screen, and watched silently as the numbers declined to the ground floor. 

Your impatience got the better of you, “If you have something to say, just come out and say it.” 

The elevator chose that moment to arrive. You had one foot in the shaft, and held your arm out so he couldn’t follow you. Bravely, stupidly, you looked him dead in the eye and waited for him to get his last word in. He looked down at his feet as he crossed his arms across his chest. His mouth opened before it abruptly shut, just for the curve of his lips to open with an obscenely wide smile. At that moment, you regretted giving him the opportunity, at putting yourself on the chopping block with a man who wanted nothing but to skewer you open with the very personal information he had. 

“Here’s some advice for you, which I’m sure you don’t need but you know…” Jon smirked as you leaned heavily on the arm that blocked his access and held the elevator door open, “Don’t fall in love with him.” You rolled your eyes and choked on a laugh as you stepped back and pressed your floor’s button. Jon laughed without you before quickly adding, “Cause he won’t be there to catch you.” just as the doors closed between you.

“Fuck!” you yelled in the empty mirrored box. 

You had wanted so bad to curse Jon out, a ‘fuck you’ had been on the edge of your tongue the entire time. And yet, when it came to it, you’d looked at him with shock, giving him exactly what he wanted. A reaction. And now that reaction was twisted in your stomach and in your head. Alone in the elevator, you were stuck with the echo of his words. You felt your own shoulders stiffen as your breathing got shallower. It felt like your lungs were full of smoke, and you struggled to suck in a solid breath. 

The rest of the walk to your hotel room was a blur filled with self deprecation and a rolling tummy. Jon’s words stung. It wasn’t about whether or not it was true, you told yourself, it was about if it could be true. 

Everyone’s worst nightmare is being unlovable, isn’t it? You joked in your head. 

You bit your lip as you staggered down the carpeted hallway. You knew Michael felt for you, he obviously did, months of fucking and living together forced camaraderie. He wouldn’t have punched Jon if he didn’t. But he didn’t punch Jon cause he cared for you like that. You knew that. You knew that because you didn’t care for him like that. This was an objective relationship built around your shared pleasure. Michael and you were the same kind of fucked up. 

You dragged your feet all the way to your door and let yourself in. The light to the small hallway was on, as were the lights in the rest of the suite. You footfalls slowed as you approached the opening to the rest of the room. Your heart stopped when you looked around the wall.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Michael leaned to see the rest of you as you stepped out from around the wall.

“Jesus Christ.” you pressed your hand to your chest, “You scared me!” Michael laughed at you, “What- how the fuck did you get in here?”

“Same as last time- husband card.” He held up the extra key card with your room number scribbled on it triumphantly. 

You licked your lip, “Good for you.” you shrugged.

“So, how was it?” 

You looked at Michael, the echo of Jon’s words still fresh in your head and decided not to stop yourself. With quick steps, you got to him and reached up, gripping his shoulders so you could boost yourself up into his arms. 

“Hey-”

Before he could get out a word, you pressed your lips to his and licked his lower lip. His lips parted for you and his tongue met yours. Moaning into his mouth, you pushed his tongue away with your own so you could playfully pull at his lower lip with your teeth.

“What-” 

You grunted against him and pressed your lips harder to his mouth, but Michael was quick to grip your ribs in his large hands and detach you from him. You landed on your feet in front of him with an angry huff. 

“What’s gotten into you?” he caught his breath as he looked you up and down, “Dan told me you ran into-”

“Don’t say his name.” you growled as you stepped forward and pressed your hands to his chest, “Just- just-” You struggled to put your needs into words and dragged your hands down his body until you could curl your fingers around the bottom of his shirt, “Gimme.”

Michael huffed against your lips, and you could feel the way the corners of his mouth had pulled up. He found you so funny, so funny you could’ve cried. With an angry groan, you jumped back off of him.

“No, no, no!” You stomped your foot, to Michael’s endless amusement, “You do not get to do this.” 

“What?” Michael smiles down at you condescendingly and you hate the way you can feel your nipples harden at his mocking tone, “You don’t like when I laugh at you?” 

You growled and crossed your arms before dropping them again. Your fists tightened at your sides. 

 Michael took a step closer to you and looked down at you, that condescending smile that made you weak in the knees on his face, “You went a day without cock and now you wanna throw a fit?” Your face scrunched as Michael laughed, “You know I can only get our clothes off so fast. You can’t come in here and just jump me.” 

You crossed your arms, and feel your face heat up. There was a growing pulse between your legs and you were embarrassed to say how close you were to begging. Fuck it.

“Please?”

Your legs shook with the force you consciously put into not dropping to your knees to nuzzle the firm bulge you knew he always had between his pant legs. 

“Huh?” He huffed a laugh and reached out, quickly capturing your hair in his fist, “You miss me inside you?” 

You whimpered and clenched your hands in his shirt. He had your head tilted back, his large hand fisted your hair at the base of your skull. He looked so controlled, his spine straight even as he looked down at you. But you knew better. He wanted you just as bad. 

Taking a shaky breath, you straightened your fingers until your hands were flat against him before slowly sliding them down to his body. You dragged your nails over the ridges of his abdomen over his shirt, before you dug your thumbs into his Adonis belt. Michael’s breathing hitched as you dragged your digits under the waistband of his shorts and gently curled your fingers around his thickening length and heavy balls. 

“Get on your knees.” he rasped. 

You dropped fast, and took his clothes with you. Half hard, you eagerly took him in your mouth and sucked harder. Your suctioned lips pulled at his filling length as your tongue swirled around the weeping tip. Your hands kept busy. One fastened around the base of his cock, jerking him off, while the other lightly fondled his balls the way he liked. 

“Look so pretty,” he mumbled, making you open your eyes as you looked up at him, “so pretty with your mouth full.” with a smirk he smacked the side of your face.

You sucked in a breath and let your mouth fall open, his cock falling from it to twitch in front of your face. A thread of spit connected his dick to your lips as you kept your tongue out. When Michael bent over, you stuck it out further. He spit into your mouth and hummed when you swallowed.

“Good girl.” he praised as he pulled you to your feet. 

You quickly pulled your dress over your head and shoved your panties down your legs as you staggered over to the bed. 

“Slow down.” Michael called behind you as you kicked your panties off your ankles. 

You turned as you unclipped your bra, tossing it to land at his feet. When the back of your knees hit the bed, you let yourself fall back and lift your feet on to the edge. Your spread cunt called to him and he quickly took his place between your legs, his own clothes gone in the moment. 

His eyes raked over your body, making you whimper. You obediently kept your arms at your sides, leaning up on your elbows as you watched him take you in. His eyes were still on your pussy when he reached out and groped your tits. 

“Oh fuck.” 

You gasped as Michael’s fingers squeezed around your budded nipple. It throbbed, yet at the same time you could barely feel it. He rolled it between his fingers before he bent over and put his mouth on it. He hummed and released it with a loud suck. When you saw the wet tip just below your chin, you leaned your chin down and blew on the wet skin, a shiver rippling through your body that had your walls squeezing shut.

“Love watching you clench shut.” He growled and dragged you straight off the bed. 

You squeaked and as you were placed on your shoulders on the floor. In this position, your chest was pushed close to your face, and your legs were splayed open. Taking a hold of each ankle in each of his large hands, Michael squatted down and rubbed his hot length between your spread lips. You jerked your hips, sure that the hold he had you in would keep you in position, even as you whined. He panted over you and let go of one of your ankles. Still watching your pussy, he dipped his cock into your entrance before popping the tip back out. You cried out as he dipped himself back into your heated hole, and chuckled as the wet suck of your cunt tried to keep him in. When he finally looked you in the eyes, your own rolled back. He dipped in deep, filling you completely in the acrobatic position. 

He reached down and cupped your tit, “Suck it.” 

He shoved your tit towards your face, until the heated skin of your areola radiated under your chin. All the while he ground down into your pussy, not needing to thrust when his cock throbbed the way it was. 

“Do it.” You looked up at him with big eyes as you ducked your chin, ignoring the sudden soreness in your neck, and wrapped your lips around your nipple. You sucked hard. “Good girl.” 

Your eyes squeezed shut, the harsh suck around your sensitive nipple spread a heat through your body. You could feel your thighs tremble where they were splayed on each side of Michael’s hips. He still wasn’t moving, but his member laid inside you, hot and heavy, a wand of instant pleasure that pressed to every sweet spot you had at once. An ache built in the pit of your stomach as your chest heaved. You yelped and released your nipple with a pop when you felt a soft brush against your cheek. When you looked up, Michael grinned at you from above, his fingers rubbing your tear tracks into your skin.

“Oh, look at that, did you even know you were crying? You can’t help it can you?” Michael lowered himself until your loudly whined, the stretch of your opened hips and stretched pussy as he pressed all his body weight between your legs had begun too feel like too much. He lifted his hips and snapped them back down, “You stupid-“ thrust. “cockdrunk-“ thrust. “slut.” 

You choked out a moan as he suddenly hauled you back on to the bed. The motion had you both groaning as you squeezed around him. You both panted and held eye contact as you caught your breath. Again, a smirk pulled at his mouth as he stood at the foot of the bed and threw your legs over his shoulders. Without another word, his pelvis snapped wildly against your ass. The loud slap of your skin echoed through the room, as the bed creaked noisily and the headboard knocked against the wall. Your cries entered the mix as your cheeks heated at the wet sound between your legs. You squeezed your thighs together against his stomach, your cunt squeezing and tensing with no rhythm around the thick cock you had begged for. 

“You’ve never been fucked like this, have you?” Michael’s cooed as you whimpered over and over, “Noooooo,” he dragged his hips in a circular motion before renewing his rough rhythm, “tell me.” 

Your cheeks heated as a fresh wave of tears dripped down your face. You gasped when a loud crack reverberated through the room, one half of your ass stung with the force he put into it. 

“Don’t get shy on me, baby.” He chuckled, “Daddy wants to take care of this sweet,” his hips snapped roughly forward again, “wet,” you gasped as you were scooted up the bed as he climbed into it while fucking you, “cunt and make you cum. But you gotta do as I say. You can do that can’t you?” 

You babbled incoherently as he suddenly stilled, just to shove your legs open and drop back down between them. Chest to chest, he laid flat on top of you and renewed his rough pace, his hands on each side of your head, petting you as if he wasn’t splitting you open. 

“When I have my-“ he grabbed your hair roughly to make you focus, “when I’m inside you, you listen to Daddy, yeah?” You nodded as quickly as your thighs shook, “You don’t let anyone in this cunt but Daddy, yeah?” He groaned when you nodded, “This Daddy’s pussy?” He suddenly pushed himself up so he could lean over you, “Tell Daddy you’re his.”

“Y-yours.” You stuttered out as your body began to feel weightless.

Michael groaned and ground himself against you until your hipbones pressed together. The heavy length inside you pulsed, and when it began to twitch and fill your hole with heat, you realized he was cumming. You twitched with each hard jet of cum that filled you. Michael didn’t move an inch, and stayed leaned over you, slack jawed with his eyes shut. You yelped when he unexpectedly pulled himself from you. He looked at you, his cock still hard and jutting out from his lap, covered in milky juices. 

“Noooooo,” you groaned, leaning forward and reaching for it, “not fair.” 

He slapped your hand away before he took it in his and shoved it against your gaping hole, “Do it yourself.” 

You kept eye contact as you shoved three of your own smaller, slimmer fingers into your well used box. Your pussy clenched and tried desperately to quickly shrink back down to accommodate the new, smaller intrusion. You cried out in frustration as Michael crawled up beside you and watched the show with a knowing smirk. 

“What?” He smirked, “You can’t get off without this?” 

He hissed as he gingerly grabbed his length with two fingers to swing it. Even half hard, it was bigger than any combination of your own fingers.

You growled as the haze that usually filled your head when he was inside you subsided and your anger rose. You rolled on to your tummy and bent your knees open beneath you, lifting your hips off the bed. Your shoulder ached at the angle you were in and your hand cramped as you tried to curl your fingers to find your spot. You whined when your fingertips just brushed against it. You could hear Michael scoff, and when you looked up, he sat against the headboard, his cock hard and twitching between his outstretched legs. You stared at it, at every ridge and vein and traced the smears of your combined juices with your eyes as your walls squeezed around your tiny fingers. You could feel your pout, but when Michael started laughing, you felt your eyes water again. 

“Just one more, baby.” He teased, “Then you can have me.”

#THIS TOOK SO LONG TO EDIT FUCK #I cut so much out so I could add more to the next chapter #ods #our dirty secret #w #hoe fairy #mi

[throwdownyourheart]

I play this super fun game at work called “Don’t Fall In Love With Handsome Men Who Come Shop At Your Store” and I’m very very bad at it.

#today his name was Tom #he restores antique baseball gloves #he had dirty blonde hair and blue eyes and a nice smile and he was chubby and I wanted to [redacted] #just absolutely [redacted] #Jesus fucking Christ #anyway my heart’s a hoe #I’m so fucking gay #personal as hell #lubbock texas #me

[get-more-bald]

can I PLEASE just get some X6-88 focused fanfiction........

EDIT: more in the tags and the reblog

#without deacon cause i hate him #WHY DOES X6 BECOME HOSTILE AFTER BLOWING UP THE INST. WHY #i mean i get why but cmon....... #i really want some fanfiction focused on him with thr rest of the companions (specifically Nick and Danse) AUGH #and also. wow. what an idea. fanfiction about Danse healing and learning and making reparations (?) to the communities hes hurt #(hurt as in tried to genocide) #why does his dialogue and reactions not alter after blind betrayal......im killing bethesda #WHY is x6 just. there #i havent played with him yet but i think he doesnt even fucking have affinity talks???????at least thays whay im assuming? #i fucking hate it in here. get those hoes some CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT #werent they SUPPOSED to develop? #paladin danse unlearning what he was taught and becoming just danse and learning and becoming gentler with everyone including himself. #x6-88 breaking down and accepting the (admittedly cartoonish) evil of his home and his creators. coming to terms with the fact #that he does feel. how can he not. coming to terms with being essentially a. how do i say it. slave catcher? #and that now that he feels and knows it. he has to face what he did to many other synths. HEALING AND LEARNING #hey bethesda. why didnt they heal and learn. #also cause im already talking about this. preston got done DIRTY #i think his dialogue lines are monotonous and the radiant quests are kind of annoying. he gets So Much unnecessary hate grrr👹 #also what. he just has some affinity talks and nothing is ever addressed again? bethesda? maybe have a quest about idk. going back to quinc #and facing Some of his trauma at least. please? #hes depressed hes suicidal hes an alcoholic WHY ARENT WE TALKING ABOUT THIS. PLEASE. CMON. #i actually dont know that much about most of the companions. strong? miss me with that shit sorry. codsworth? cool im out of time. #cait was allright ig. nick valentine was obv the best written (maybe because you do HAVE to meet him at some point for the main plot) #and others are fine ig (i hate deacon but thats a personal issue (he has that deadwife manpain that im also assigned by bethesda) (deadwife #manpain fucking sucks as a writing device))) #i haven't met maccready yet but it seems he wont have much substance to me ngl. fine by me. cute guy i suppose? #so back on track..i really want a danse-valentine-x6 (and maybe hancock and/or cait?) focused fanfiction. the companions messing around #gossiping (about sole survibor maybe? hihi). teaching each other things useful in settlements (farming. maining the defenses. building. #scrap management. diy. cooking?) blease. theyre mostly bad at it but it doesnt matter because they have each other and ss and its okay now. #fallout 4 companions

[pettydollie]

im so emotional rn anyways the thought of being in love is so fucking scary but so beautiful at the same time. i want to have a romance like a fairytale :')

#also ik i talk abt having a romantic partner sometimes but i love myself a lot guys dw #i havent had a bf for 20 years just bc i respect myself and my wants/needs so much #and none of these ghetto bitches are for me #fuck do u mean “side hoe”?? nty. #im for the silk sheets not the dirty streets #if he cant make my upside down smile come out he aint worth my time #if hes not sassy hes not worth my time #if he doesnt have good humor hes not worth any gf like hello #if ur not funny get out #leave now

[femboyhorror]

FEMBOY LINK ❤ OR WE RIOT ✊

#zelda movie #legend of zelda movie #nonbinary link #nintendo movie makers put the tiniest effort into casting the characters challenge #if i fucking see u hoes give the role of this nb/gnc icon to Generic White Guy #i will Riot in the Streets #u already fucked up the mario movie please dont do my twink dirty too

[kazoologist]

the current audiobook im working on rn is The Iliad and literally WHY did no one ever tell me how fucking fascinating Helen is as a person!!! all my little mythology books growing up BARELY mention her at all and she’s basically a pretty macguffin but really she meets Aphrodite in like her first scene and READS HER THE RIOT ACT???!

#kazoo noises #the iliad #HELEN NOT ONLY SEES THROUGH APHRODITES DISGUISE ON SIGHT #IN A STRANGE PLACE #AND STILL #even when she is SO vulnerable is like ''FUCK YOU AND YOUR DIVINE PLANS DO YOUR OWN DIRTY WORK BITCH'' #she then proceeds to go meet the man aphrodite kidnapped her for and calls him a pussy for not dying in combat and telling him to go to war #and come back in a casket #helen is THAT FUCKING BITCH #helen has never done fucking anything wrong and while im here clytemnestra was right and agamemnon had it fuckin coming #the gall helen has to talk shit TO APHRODITE TO HER FACE #AND CONTINUE TALKING SHIT TO THE MAN APHRODITE GOT HELEN FOR #helen said yeah i cant leave but u hoes are stuck with me too #like APHRODITE WATCHES helen say that shit to the dude. AFTER SHE THREATENS HELEN TO COMPLY AND HELENS LIKE #yeah ill go to him. and then ill call him a pussy ass bitch for not dying in combat #war-like menelaus? Yeah Fuckin Maybe but NO ONE is choosing violence like my girly helen!!!!!!

[onlybuilt4expensivetaste]

If it’s true that Kanye was also fucking on his 19yr old protege and artist (Teyana) - on top of making all type of promises about her career that he ended up not seeing through… really would like to punch him in his nutsack.

#like ew u dirty bitch fucking fuck u - u hoe #kanye west

[binch-i-might-be]

shoutout to that girl a couple days ago who was like "yeah it doesn't matter if I have to do one more load of laundry, I do like twice a day anyway" and my dumbass was listening with my back turned going

because I,,,,,, do two or three loads of laundry. a month

#i'm sorry hoe fo you even DO two loads of laundry a day???? 'we have a dog ge gets everything dirty haha :)' #GIRL HOW MANY TIMES A DAY DOES YOUR DOG FUCK UP YOUR CLOTHES #i could never. just the thought of goe expensive TWO LOADS OF LAUNDRY A DAY would be. nausea inducing #no thank you <3 #rayrambles

[r4yb33z]

bitch u better be dead or somethin

#dude wont give me my shirt back #he confirmed i could come get it days ago and wouldnt respond the day of #just pulled up anyway but he wouldnt open the door #his car was there #going tomorrow and if he doesnt open the door again im bringing my homie #i WILL get my shirt back #dirty ass hoe #like if he’s busy or something idc we could do this a different time #but fucking let me know!!!

[deadghosy]

THIS DUO AS CAT!READER X LUCIFER!

prompt: a sinner comes into the hotel not expecting to gain a friend so quickly because of their personality.

Note: you can be like a humanoid cat or just a normal sinner with cat ears and tail.

This man fell in love so fucking QUICKKK

He loves you as you first came or when he first met you in the hotel! Like literally this man after petting KeeKee, wanted to pet you next as your fluffy cat ears flicker at his dumb stare at you. You scoffed and went to husk to who gave you a shot a whiskey before hand.

Now after he started living in the hotel, you better be prepared to have this man clinging to you. It’s like if he is the cat instead of you being the cat in this troupe. Literally Lucifer will always be beside you smiling as he tries to pet you. You just use your hand to smack it away quickly with your reflexes.

How dare he even pet you like a cat and you purr uncontrollably on his lap. 😭💗

I can see you just literally clawing the ceiling because Lucifer tried to spray you with water and you were actually acting demonic as fuck😭 pure red eyes and loud raspy hissing.

If you are shorter than Lucifer, he is most definitely picking you up like a baby, doll, pet, you name it. He dead ass would try to flirt with you or just want you to praise his duck making and his building skills. Would wrap his arm(s) around your waist while you bear your teeth at him. Yeah you scratched him, but it’s definitely your love language! 😍 Lucifer had heart eyes as you were forced to tend to the scratches you gave him. Bros whipped, I mean he loves cat, you’re basically like a cat. You two are a match made in hell🤭.

If you are taller than Lucifer, you better pamper him. Cause you being taller makes him feel more attractive to you as he definitely has a thing for taller things. He probably will fly up to your face to get you’re attention, he’s like a love starving puppy wanting to get your longing attention as you are just a cat who has a bitch attitude towards love things. Literally one time you put your foot paw/foot to his damn face as he was trying to pet you. This man will never get tired of your attitude towards him. You probably do pick him up by his coat like a damn kitten with your hand as you stare tired from hearing his yapping.

Imagine how you literally run like a cat because you are faster on all fours so Lucifer will get on your back sometimes for fun and literally holds on tight cause you weren’t playing about being fast as fuck.

Headcannon on you shedding from your tail and Lucifer would happily clean it up so you won’t get scowled. He loves treating you like a baby, but he is the baby.

Back when you were alive, you were homeless. So that made you have a rough cattish look in hell, like a stray cat. But all you knew was how to street fight. Not a professional fighting way. So imagine you fighting some type of hotel guest and they were piss off at how you basically gave them a “dirty look.” They gave you a swing and BOOM BOOM BOOM! You gave that hoe a three piece combo to the face. Literally there was people screaming shocked and people hyping you up. You didn’t hit them as they hit the ground not getting up. But you most definitely dragged that person out by their shirt.

You had one time actually roundhouse kicked Lucifer on accident because it was dark in your room and he wanted to wake you up. Never in Lucifer’s life has he gotten his ass kicked by a sinner before.

I imagine Lucifer gifting you rubber ducks and you just smile a little liking how you are being loved but your heart closed as you think he is just playing with you.

You literally jumped and stretched around the rooftops as Lucifer flies above you finding you amazing. You are like hell hound but a feline as your body is easy to stretch and how you are so flexible.

I headcannon you actually curled your tail would Lucifer’s wrist or waist as Lucifer was going crazy in his head. Like bouncing around mentally as he just looks so calm outside

Imagine how Lucifer found it hot when you cornered him when he annoyed you to the point you pinned him to the wall with a scary expression.

I can see you sometimes just staying silent, scowling people as Lucifer just smiles.

#duo troupes #troupes #funny shit #funny little man #little funny man #lucifer #hazbin lucifer #hazbin hotel lucifer #lucifer magne #lucifer morningstar #hazbin hotel lucifer x reader #lucifer x reader #lucifer morningstar x reader #hazbin hotel x platonic!reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel headcanons #hazbin hotel imagine #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel Lucifer x male reader #lucifer x female reader #lucifer x male reader #cat! reader #hazbin hotel x cat! reader #Lucifer x cat! reader #cat person #cat personality

[bbyleiah]

daze.

| reader is new in town and goes around with her bestfriend. She meets Onyankopon who is entranced by her at first sight and is set on making her his. |

cw : strangers to lovers. dom! Ony, fem! sub shy awkward reader, reader is black, doggy style, anal play (ony eats her ass), oral sex (f receiving), spit, fluids, dirty talk, teasing, pet names (mamas, princess, lil ‘ma, etc.), praise, biting, pussy slapping, begging, unprotected sex, creampie, cock drunk reader, slight pussy drunk ony, overstimulation, crying, pwp.

word count : hella long bc there’s lots of plot 🥹

sn : wrote this for fun, hopefully y’all will enjoy it 💞

You had been away for college for a long while but now that you graduated with your masters degree and had a break, you came to visit your best friend. You were hesitant about being in a new environment again but you were excited to see your bestfriend because it had been so long since the two of you spent time together.

The two of you were polar opposites, her being loud and charismatic, feisty and unafraid to show off her rambunctious personality. You on the other hand were shy, mostly quiet and meek, only getting out of your shell when you were comfortable with people. You guys suited each other perfectly though, the true definition of opposites attracting.

You squinted your eyes, your car now in a slow stroll along the street as you searched for your friend’s address. You perked up once you found it, pulling into her driveway and parking. Excitement built up inside you as you hopped out the car and approached her front door. You knocked a little too eagerly but you couldn’t help yourself. Nao was excited as well, rushing to open the door and hug you.

You both squealed as you hugged dramatically and spun a bit. “Bitch I missed your ass so much! Oh my god I have so much tea for you!” Nao exclaimed excitedly. You giggled, “I missed you so much too. You always have something going on. I can’t wait to hear all about it though.” You smiled at her. “ugh, my baby is back with me.” Nao sighed dramatically before she kissed your cheeks. You loved the affection, Nao always giving motherly vibes.

Nao helped you get your bags from your car and she didn’t waste any time to start ranting to you as you two began to unpack your things in her guest room. “—He really tried to play in my face like I’m one of his lil hoes. Can’t stand these niggas out here. He keep tryna blow up my phone but I’m ignoring his ass.” Nao expressed while shaking her head. You just took in the info, laughing a little. “Which one was this? Eren?” You asked, trying to keep up.

“Nah, Eren my baby boy. I’m talking about Connie hoe ass. Connie mad now because him and Eren homeboys. I don’t give a fuck though.” Nao said honestly with a cackle. “Oh my god, that’s so messy. I support though. As you should!” You encouraged with a laugh. “What about you though sis? Any dude try to pull up on you at college?” Nao asked.

“Nope. Well I guess some tried but they were all weirdos, I wasn’t interested. Plus you know I need someone who will take care of me.” You said honestly with a hum. “Girl, you need to put yourself out there more. You’re a bad bitch, I’m sure guys will drool over you. You’re just too picky.” She said while shaking her head in disapproval. “I could put you on.” She suggested as she perked up.

“No, no. I refuse to be put on with one of those guys you hang around. You know that’s not my vibe.” You refused immediately. “Ugh, come on! Just give it a chance!. We could literally pull up at Connie’s crib, everyone be over there.” She persuaded with a pout as she pulled on your arm. “Eh, the guys you hang with wouldn’t even be interested in me.” You sighed.

“You don’t know that!. Just come with me, please? Pretty please? Cherry on top? Love and adore you forever?” She begged as she laid her head on your shoulder. You rolled your eyes, laughing “alright, I’ll come. But! I’m not getting put on with no one.” You clarified. “Yay! So exciting!” She cheered in victory. “Isn’t it gonna be awkward for you to be at Connie’s house though?” You asked once you realized.

“Eh, he don’t mind. He too obsessed with me to leave me alone.” She confidently said with a shrug, you laughed. “Y’all are a mess. That’s exactly why I will not partake in that kind of relationship.” You stated. “You will when you find some good dick.” She blurted causing you to gasp and hit her with a pillow, she burst out laughing at your reaction. It was nice spending time with Nao again, the two of you spent the rest of the night catching up and enjoying each other’s company.

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You were dreading this gathering now, you hated meeting people. You had Nao by your side though so you figured it wouldn’t be so bad. Nao looked sexy as fuck, dressed in a red corset top, a black jean skirt, and some ‘university red’ dunks with her crinkle curl black lace front, gold jewelry to compliment the outfit.

You differed in style, dressed in a lacy white tank top with a white cardigan, you wore a pink skirt with white leg warmers and pink converse, your hair was in a half up half down look and you had on hoop earrings with a little charm bracelet. “You look so adorbs!” Nao gushed over you. You blushed, “thanks, you look so good. They’re gonna drool over you forreal.” You complimented with a giggle.

“That’s the goal.” She sassily said as she flipped her hair. The two of you walked up to what was apparently Connie’s house and Nao didn’t even bother to knock, just walking on in like she owned the place. Luckily for you it wasn’t overly crowded, just a couple people hanging around. It appeared this house was a true hang out spot. “Yoo, losers. The baddest bitch has arrived.” Nao greeted theatrically.

Everyone greeted her too, she was clearly comfy with everyone here, you just followed behind her like a clueless puppy only uttering ‘hi’s’ and ‘nice to meet you’s’ whenever Nao introduced you to people. Unbeknownst to you, someone had taken a particular interest in you. “Yo, who’s lil mama?” Ony asked Jean as they stood together sharing a blunt. “Uh don’t know but she came with Nao. They’re homegirls” Jean shrugged.

“Mm.” Ony hummed in response to the information, still observing you with his low slightly red eyes. “What? You tryna hit that?” Jean asked with a laugh. “Nah, just curious.” Ony dismissed. It was rare to see a cute thing like you around so it intrigued Ony, he didn’t typically go for girls like you but he wouldn’t mind taking his chances. You caught his stare when you began to mindlessly look around, it caught you off guard seeing the male staring at you so intensely.

It also confused you a bit, you didn’t understand why he was looking at you. You unconsciously pouted a bit and tilted your head as you tried to think of what the reason could be. Ony felt his heart swoon a little at the adorable sight, you were just too cute. “Lying ass. You definitely wanna tap that.” Jean laughed as he peeped the scene. “Shut your ass up.” Ony snapped.

“Is there something on my face?” You asked Nao. She looked at you confused, “No, why do you think that?” She asked as she thoroughly inspected your face. “Because some guy was staring at me so I wanted to make sure. That would’ve been embarrassing.” You said in slight relief. “Which guy?!” She perked up, eager to find out. You subtly pointed to him, standing against the wall with some other guy.

He was dressed in black cargo pants and a white tee, a black durag on his head with some white forces on his feet. He had little diamond stud earrings in his ears and a silver chain around his neck. He had a tattoo on one of his hands and one on his collarbone. “Oo! That’s Ony! Girl that is crazy! Ony doesn’t get interested in many girls. You should go speak!” Nao excitedly encouraged.

You sheepishly shook your head, “Noo, you know I hate approaching people.” You said as you played with your sweater paws. “I know but you need to put yourself out there!. You want me to call him over?” She offered. Your eyes went wide, frantically shaking your head, not liking that idea at all. Nao sighed, “Well I’m not gonna put you in an uncomfortable position but I really think you should feel him out.” She hummed. You chewed on your lip, debating it as you glanced at him.

He was definitely attractive but he seemed way out of your league. You wouldn’t even know how to handle a guy like him. This time he was the one who caught you staring, blowing smoke from his mouth after taking a hit from a blunt. You immediately looked away, flustered that he caught you looking at him. Ony smirked at your shy reaction, “she’s too damn cute.” He mumbled to himself. “Bro just go over and talk to her at this point instead of drooling, damn.” Jean said, annoyed.

Ony rolled his eyes, elbowing Jean in the side before he actually did take the initiative and walked up to you. You didn’t even notice him approaching, turned towards Nao and focused on what she was currently chatting about. Ony cleared his throat once he stood behind you, instantly gaining your attention as you whipped around to see who it was. “What’s up little ‘ma.” Ony greeted once he had your attention. You stared at up him like a deer in headlights, “Uhm..hi~” you replied shyly.

Nao’s eyes flickered between the two of you knowingly with a mischievous grin on her face. She didn’t waste any time slipping away so that you and ony could talk privately. “You new around here?” Ony asked you, starting small talk as he took a sip from his red solo cup. “Yeah, I just got here the other day” You said as you began to nervously play with your hair, you knew you were probably being awkward but you sucked at conversation. Ony didn’t mind your shy awkward demeanor though, finding it adorable.

“Oh my bad, I’m onyankopon by the way but you can call me ony.” He introduced himself with a smile, allowing you to see the silver grill on the bottom row of his teeth. He was definitely not the type of guy to go for a girl like you. “Nice to meet you~” You said your usual textbook reply, smiling back at him politely. Ony fixated on your pretty smile, your little dimples appearing on your cheeks along with your glossy lips. In that moment he felt like he’d do whatever to keep that smile on your face.

“You close with Nao?” He questioned. You nodded, “Mhm, she’s my bestfriend, we’ve been close for a long time and I love her a lot.” You expressed happily as you grinned. “That’s cute.” Ony smiled, enjoying seeing you happily ramble. Ony’s stare was so intense and intimidating as he ate up every detail of your figure with his eyes, it made your heart pound furiously in your chest. That ba-boom ba-boom ba-boom nonstop in your system.

“My homie Jean convinced me to approach you since I kept staring at you, hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable.” Ony chuckled as he rubbed at his chin. “Oh!, I wasn’t uncomfortable, just mostly confused..I didn’t understand why you were staring at me.” You admitted honestly with a soft laugh as you shyly fiddled with your charm bracelet.

Ony’s eyes tracked the movement, fully attentive to your every action. “Because you’re beautiful. Cutest thing I’ve ever seen. Can’t keep my eyes off you mama.” Ony’s low sultry voice spoke honestly as he stared into your now wide eyes. “I-I uhm..” You stuttered out, speechless and beyond flustered now. You even let out a faint whine in embarrassment as you shifted from foot to foot.

You weren’t used to such shameless and honest flattery so you didn’t know how to process it and respond. Ony was torn because a part of him loved watching you squirm and crumble because of his words, and the other part of him wanted to ease your turmoil and comfort you. “You can relax mama, it’s alright. I just wanted to clear up your confusion.” His comforting side won, his voice soft and soothing.

“Sorry, I’m not used to accepting compliments, especially from a guy like you..thank you though.” You managed out after awhile, breathing out to calm yourself. “A guy like me? What’s that mean mama?” Ony prodded with a teasing grin. You swore you’d fold and burst at the seams if he called you ‘mama’ one more time. The way it rolled off his tongue just sounded so nice.

“I-I mean..uh..” You stammered out as you smiled shyly. “You know, you’re attractive and intimidating..and you go for girls like Nao” You explained, completely embarrassed. Ony was highly amused as he listened to you try to elaborate, a grin on his face. “Cute. You think I’m attractive sweet girl?” Ony asked, continuing to tease. “Also I don’t go for girls like Nao. I want you.” Ony said honestly.

You felt your heart skip a beat hearing that, getting a little giddy as you bit down on your bottom lip to hold back your huge smile. Ony eyed the action of you biting your lip, his mind drifting to a not so innocent place. “Let me take you out on a date.” He suddenly said. You looked at him in slight shock, his straightforwardness catching you off guard.

You contemplated your answer because you were unsure. You did think Ony was very attractive and you liked talking to him but you were afraid of this not going well. You decided to take Nao’s advice though and take your chances. “okay, I’d love to~” You smiled. Ony felt like he won the lottery. The two of you then exchanged numbers before Ony got pulled away by his friends.

“I’ll text you later mamas.” Ony told you before y’all parted ways. You were giddy to tell Nao all the details about your interaction with Ony. He stayed true to his word too, texting you sooner than you expected. You texted him on your way back home with Nao. “This is soo exciting! Do you know where he’s taking you yet?” Nao questioned excitedly as she drove.

“A restaurant, I think it’s fancy.” You informed her. “Oo can I dress you up? Pretty please, I wanna make you all sexy. Make him lose his shit.” Nao laughed. “Of course that’s what you wanna do.” You laughed too while shaking your head. “You can dress me up though, I want the sexy bad bitch vibes.” You agreed, thinking it’d be nice to switch it up for this occasion.

“Yessuh!, You’re gonna get dicked down real good.” Nao cackled evilly. You gasped, “You’re nasty! Horny ass.” You laughed in disbelief. “Girl you know damn well you’re not miss innocent, with your kinky ass.” Nao called you out as the two of you laughed together. “Hush, I still have class~” You huffed with a grin.

Throughout the night you and Ony texted nonstop, him constantly flattering you and giving you butterflies with his sweet words. Despite you being really shy in person you were more bold through text, saying things you’d never say directly to his face but it was fun to play around. Little did you know though, Ony was gonna make you stand on your words.

onyanbear 😫🧸: why you keep playing with me ma? you think I won’t put you in your place?

you : bc it’s funnn, you’re not gonna do anything. You’re scaryyy, all talk, no action

onyanbear 😫🧸 : ight, keep talking that big girl shit. We’ll see.

You were giggling and kicking your feet reading his responses, you knew you were probably digging yourself a hole but it was too fun to tease and provoke him. You honestly didn’t think he’d actually act on his words. You’d learn soon enough though that he was not playing.

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You were honestly a nervous wreck as you prepared for your date with Ony. You hadn’t been on a date in awhile and you’d say you had a crush on Ony at this point so it was exciting and nerve-racking all at the same time. Nao provided you with a little silk black dress that shaped your curves in all the right ways and showed off your figure. You paired the dress with black heels that wrapped up your ankles.

You curled your hair, doing a natural makeup beat and putting on red lipstick. This was definitely different from your usual cutesy style but you looked good. You put on jewelry, just some stud earrings and a bracelet, along with an anklet. “You look good as fuck! I’m so proud.” Nao exclaimed before she began taking pictures of you like a proud mom.

“Thank you” You laughed and posed for some of the pictures. “When’s he pulling up?” Nao asked. “Uhm in about 10 minutes or so I think.” You hummed as you checked your phone, seeing his text saying that he was on his way. “You excited? You like him so far?” Nao prodded teasingly and eagerly. You giggled, “I am excited but I also feel like throwing up from nerves. I do like him so far..he’s nice.” You admitted with a shy smitten grin.

“Oo, this is so adorable. I’m happy you’re giving him a chance.” Nao smiled. Soon Ony pulled up, calling you to let you know he was outside. “Okay I’ll be out soon!~” You told him. You quickly got up, spraying on your favorite perfume and grabbing your purse before you walked out to see Ony standing outside his car waiting for you. His attention was on you the second you stepped out, eyes eating up your figure.

“You look so sexy ‘ma. breathtaking.” Ony hummed, not being able to take his eyes off you as his hands found their way to your waist. Your face flushed, growing shy as your stomach swarmed with flutters at his words and the feel of his hands on your body. “Thank you” You said with a smile. “You look good too, really good.” You returned the flattery as you eyed him as well.

He was dressed in a black and grey hockey jersey and some black jeans, ‘panda’ dunks on his feet. He had on the same chain and he had rings adorning his fingers this time. He smelled so good too, his intoxicating scent so yummy in your nostrils. “thanks mama.” Ony grinned before he pecked your cheek. He was being extra touchy this time around but you didn’t mind it at all, you were soaking it up actually.

“Let’s go.” Ony said as he opened the car door for you, allowing you to slide into the passenger seat. He closed the door after you and then rounded around the car and sat in the driver’s seat. He adjusted the air and the radio before he began to drive. You just watched him the whole time, completely infatuated with him and his whole aura. Your inner thoughts screaming about how he was ‘fine as fuck’. You wouldn’t say it out loud though, too shy to do so.

“You staring real hard lil mama, see something you want?” Ony asked in that smooth low voice of his that made you melt, his eyes still focused on the road but his attention completely on you. ‘slow down’ by bobby valentino played lowly on the radio, creating a mood in the car and further adding to the building tension. You didn’t know how to respond, mouth parting but no words coming out, flustered by his question.

You did see something you wanted, you wanted him, really badly too. You weren’t gonna admit that though. “N-No..just like staring at you..” You partially confessed sheepishly as you played with the hem of your dress. Ony chuckled, the sound filling your ears and consuming you, so pleasing to your senses. “That’s cute baby. You’re so shy now, what happened to big girl in my messages? Talking all big about how I can’t handle you, you gon’ make me nut in my pants, how I ain’t gon’ do shit, I’m not daddy material, Hm? Where’s that energy at ‘ma?” Ony called you out, making your eyes blow wide.

You didn’t think he’d make you eat your words, it was embarrassing hearing your own words repeated back to you. “I-I..I was playing!” You defended, not wanting to bury yourself further. “Ah, so you’re the one that’s scary then? All talk, no action? Ain’t that what you said?. After you said I wouldn’t bend you over my lap and spank your little ass.” Ony continued, loving seeing you fall apart from being called out.

You were pouting now, “I’m not scary, I did say that and I was right. You still ain’t do shit.” You huffed, now standing on your words because you weren’t gonna let him doubt you and call you ‘scary’. “Mm.” was all Ony said in response as he grinned, he was glad you were still being a brat, just so he could turn you right back out. The two of you arrived at the restaurant and once Ony parked he was quick to snatch you up by your neck.

You let out a choked gasp, staring at him wide eyed as he pulled your face towards his, his large hard squeezing around your throat making you whine. “I love that attitude shit ‘ma. It makes my day. You keep fucking with me because you want me to fuck that attitude out of you, don’t you?” Ony uttered against your lips, your breaths mingling together, the proximity and his words putting you in a daze.

“You want daddy to fuck you stupid? Turn you into my good girl?” Ony hummed, you let out another whine. You wanted to kiss him so bad, your lips parted, tongue practically about to fall out from how desperately you wanted it. Right when you tried to lean in, Ony pulled away and let you go. “Come on, we’re gonna be late for our reservation.” He said as he got out of the car.

You were bewildered, stuck processing what just happened as Ony opened the passenger side door for you. Ony was completely amused at the lost look on your face, it was priceless. He contained his nonchalant appearance though. “Come back to me mama, let’s go.” Ony hummed, trying to snap you out of your trance.

It worked, you immediately got out of the car and began to follow him into the restaurant, a slight embarrassed flush on your face as you realized how desperate you must’ve looked moments ago. Ony led the two of you to your table once you entered the restaurant. Being the gentleman he was he pulled your seat out for you, “thank you” you said softly with a smile as you sat down.

He hummed in response and pushed your seat in. The two of you got settled and ordered. “You gonna act like a good girl now?” Ony asked you after the waiter left, slightly joking as he looked at you. You pouted, “No” you huffed softly. You were gonna stand your ground, plus you were still disappointed that he didn’t actually kiss you. Ony chuckled at your response.

“You’re lucky you’re cute as fuck.” He expressed with a grin. You were flattered, folding again at his sweet words as you smiled and grew shy again. “I tried to look sexy today though” You muttered as you adjusted your dress a bit. “You do look sexy, very sexy. You also look cute though, cutest thing ever. You have a nice mix of both.” He told you honestly, only flattering you more as you grinned giddily.

“Not cute enough for you to kiss me though..” you mumbled, you intended to say that in your head and not out loud but it slipped. Ony couldn’t help but to laugh, he was satisfied with getting you all sulky. “don’t laugh~ it’s embarrassing.” You whined as you covered your face with your hands. “My bad baby, you don’t have to be embarrassed, it’s adorable you want me to kiss you so bad.” He comforted with a soft laugh as he pulled your hands away from your face, kissing your hands as he did.

You felt those now familiar butterflies swarm in your system at his soft plump lips against your hands. You could only imagine feeling his lips elsewhere..the thought giving you shivers. “You happy now?” He asked as he now held your hand, interlocking your fingers with his. You loved it so much, his hand in yours, it was so comforting and intimate. You wished he’d kiss your lips but you were happy with what was given to you. “I am, very happy” You giggled.

“that’s good mamas.” He smiled before he kissed your hand again, kissing down to your wrist. “You smell good as fuck..got me wanting to eat you ‘ma..” he sighed as he looked into your eyes. You stared back, silent now but your heart pounding loudly in your ears. That ravenous look in his eyes had you stuck, your breathing slowing as anticipation began to build inside you.

Ony constantly kept you on edge but you loved it, and sometimes you felt the urge to go over that edge. “Why don’t you then?” You uttered out, not backing down from his stare. Ony smiled at your words, “You’d like that wouldn’t you mamas? My head between your legs? That sweet pussy suffocating me?” He teased. If you weren’t wet already, you definitely were now. His words effecting you and making your pussy ache to be touched.

“I would like that, soo much, please” You hadn’t intended to beg but it seemed Ony made you desperate with ease. He chuckled, “We’re gonna eat first babe and have our date, you can be a good girl and wait.” He stated before he kissed your cheek. You pouted but agreed, wanting to be good and also wanting to finish your date since you’d been excited for this date.

Soon the food arrived and the two of you began to eat, the food was heavenly. You two talked and got to know each other even more. “—So you’re beautiful and smart as hell, I hit the jackpot.” Ony grinned. You had just finished telling him about your college accomplishments, “oh hush, you probably have had plenty of smart beautiful women.” You giggled.

“Nah, none like you at least. You’re a gem mamas.” He said genuinely. His sweet words always made you swoon, falling for him more and more by the second. “You’re so sweet to me.” You said softly as you smiled. “You deserve it and I’m tryna make you mine so I have to be sweet to you.” He smiled as he finished off the dessert you ordered. You gasped, “You ate the last bite!” You whined in disappointment stomping your feet in your heels.

Ony couldn’t help but to laugh, cackling as you pouted and sulked like a baby. “You’re not sweet anymore.” You huffed as you crossed your arms. “God, you’re so cute it makes me sick.” He said with a grin while shaking his head as his laughter died down. “Here ‘ma, you can taste the last bite too.” He said before he grabbed you by your jaw and kissed you deeply.

It caught you off guard, you took a minute to process what was happening before you began to kiss him back. Your eyes fluttered closed as you melted into the feeling of his lips against yours, his tongue pushing through the seam of your lips to fill your mouth, allowing you to taste the residual of the dessert. He dominated the kiss easily, his tongue tangling messily with yours and pushing against the insides of your cheeks. He began to suck on your tongue, making you moan into the kiss.

“shit..” he groaned lowly as he broke the kiss, a string of saliva connecting your lips still. Your head was fuzzy from the kiss, your breathing heavier as your now low lust filled eyes stared into Ony’s pretty brown eyes. He licked his lips, breaking the saliva string between your lips. Your eyes fixated on the movement, completely entranced by the man.

Ony was just as enamored by you, your red lipstick now slightly smudged on your plush lips. That needy look in your eyes that seemed eager to be satiated. You were just so beautiful and he couldn’t get enough of it. “Mm, you taste better than the dessert mama” he said, it was kinda a cheesy line but he meant it. “Should’ve kiss you sooner..” he mumbled before he pecked your lips again repeatedly.

You loved every second of it, kissing him back as much as you could, smiling into the kisses. You felt completely head over heels at this point. “Let’s head out mama” he hummed as he pulled away. He paid for the meal and held your hand as you two exited the restaurant, getting back into his car. You were in a relaxed state on the night drive, ony’s hand resting on your thigh and your head leaned against the window, shamelessly watching him as he drove.

“You wanna go back to my place baby?” Ony asked as he gave your thigh a small squeeze. “Yes please” you said, a little too eagerly causing ony to chuckle. You couldn’t help it though, you wanted to spend as much time with him as possible, be completely consumed by him. It wasn’t long before you guys arrived at his house.

You observed the place with curiosity, “You live alone?” You questioned as the two of you got out of the car. “Mhm, roommates aren’t my style. Too much of a hassle. I like having my own shit.” He said as he unlocked his front door. You nodded in understanding, “Makes sense.” You hummed before letting out a squeak in surprise when Ony suddenly picked you up.

You didn’t get a chance to get a word out before Ony started eating your face, kissing you with desperation as he gripped your ass. Truth be told Ony couldn’t wait to get his hands on you, being tempted the whole time as you provoked him and he snapped after he kissed you, wanting to devour you whole after that. You moaned into the kiss, your arms wrapped tightly around his neck as you pulled him closer.

Ony began to carry you upstairs to his bedroom as the two of you continued kissing. He sucked on your bottom lip, tugging it between his teeth and making you whine out. He loved all the cute noises you made, wanting to pull more of them out of you. He left opened mouthed kisses down your neck prior to running his tongue up your neck all the way to your ear, pulling your earlobe into his mouth. He wanted to taste every inch of you.

You shivered at the feeling of his mouth on your sensitive ear, your nails beginning to dig into his neck as you whined pathetically. He threw you onto the bed once you guys made it to his bedroom, making you gasp. “Mhm, I ain’t forget about all that big girl shit you talked. You gon’ learn not to play in my face.” He reminded you as he pulled his shirt off, allowing you to see his bare upper body, his chest covered in tattoos.

You gawked at him, your eyes eating up every detail of his body. Ony pulled you by your legs, treating you like a rag doll as he parted your thighs causing your little dress to rise up. “You’re so fuckin’ beautiful ‘ma” Ony sighed in delight as he began to kiss from your calf up to your inner thighs, goosebumps following the trail of his kisses. You flushed at his compliment, you loved the nonstop flattery.

You wanted him so badly, watching him as he took his time getting to the place that ached so desperately to be touched. Ony paused once he reached your wet cunt, his breath ghosting against your clothed cunt in an agonizingly teasing way. You quickly grew impatient as you began to whine and squirm, “stop teasing me” you huffed as you whined. He chuckled, “So fuckin’ needy” he tsked as he slapped your thigh to get you to stop squirming.

You whimpered and pouted but ceased your movement, “you’re taking too long. still no action…” you muttered as you rolled your eyes. “You ain’t getting shit from me unless you start actin’ right mama” he stated as he stared up at you. You stared back at him, huffing once you realized you weren’t gonna win in this situation. “fine, I’ll act right..” you obliged. “good girl.” He praised and placed a kiss on your clothed clit.

You swooned at the praise, soaking it up more than you thought you would. Ony didn’t waste anymore time, pulling your panties off and tossing them aside before he delve into your sweet pussy, dragging his tongue through your slick folds. You moaned out in satisfaction at finally getting what you had been craving since you saw ony standing outside his car waiting for you.

He suckled on your throbbing bud, his fingers spreading your lips apart as he focused on the sensitive ball of nerves. You gripped the bedsheets as you whined and moaned out shamelessly in pleasure. You were a dripping mess, ony making sure to lick up all of your fluids, the lewd slurping and sucking sounds filling the room as he did.

“such a pretty fuckin’ pussy” he awed as he pulled away and stared at your messy cunt, glistening with your slick. Ony spit on your pussy, adding to the filthy mess before he pushed his tongue into your entrance. “oh fuck” you moaned as you threw your head back, falling apart at the feeling of ony’s tongue fucking into you. Ony hummed as he devoured you with ease, enjoying every second of it and loving the sight of you becoming an incoherent mess.

His eyes fixated on you and your every reaction. Your dress bunched up around your waist, your hair sprawled out on his bedsheets, mouth parted in bliss and your eyes fluttered shut, cheeks flushed and nipples hard. You looked so beautiful, Ony felt like he was looking at a work of art. Ony licked up the fluids that ran down to your ass, you gasped and instinctively tried to close your legs when you felt his tongue prod at that hole that hadn’t been touched before.

“nah, none of that shit. stop playin’ with me.” He said as he pulled your legs back apart, gripping them in place so you couldn’t move them. You whined, shaking your head and squirming when you felt Ony’s thumb pressing on your ass hole. “n-not there..” you whimpered, not used to being touched there. “relax mama, let me take care of you. You can handle it.” He soothed as he placed kisses on tummy.

Ony used the mixture of his saliva and your juices as lubricant to ease his thumb into your tight hole, “onyy~” you cried out at the feeling as you clawed at the bedsheets. “You’re doing so good mamas” he praised before he started to eat you out again while his thumb continued to stimulate your sensitive hole. Tears brimmed your eyes at the overwhelming pleasure, your senses on overdrive at the combined feeling of ony’s tongue on your achy pussy and his thumb stretching your backside.

Ony stretched the tight ring until he was satisfied and then he pushed his tongue into your puckered hole, making you squeal as your back arched. He groaned as he fucked his tongue into you, starting this pattern of licking from your ass all the way back up to your throbbing clit, messily eating you out as drool pooled from his mouth onto your cunt down to your ass crack. You were a moaning mess underneath him, never experiencing such immense pleasure before.

The lower half of ony’s face was soaked in your juices, wetting his pretty beard that adorned his face. He loved every second of being buried between your legs, drowning in your essence. “sweet fuckin’ pussy, so good mamas. fuck.” He groaned as he ate you out like you were the best meal he’d ever had. You were a mess, makeup runny from your tears, eyes rolled back, legs trembling as your orgasm approached you like a truck.

“m’ gonna—ah fuck gonna cum mmph!” you cried out in bliss as that knot in your stomach bubbled to burst. “cum for me princess” he rasped, pulling your clit between his teeth and tugging at it. You screamed as you came, gushing all over ony and soiling his bedsheets in your fluids. Ony licked up all of your mess, moaning as he swallowed up your sweet juices like it was his favorite treat.

You sniffled and whined in sensitivity as he continued to lap at your cunt, feebly pushing at his head only for him to slap your hands away. “s’ too much” you whimpered with a pout, head still fuzzy from your orgasm. “Nah, I’m not done with you yet. Shut that shit up.” He said and he slapped your twitching pussy causing you to let out a sob. “You a big girl, right?” He taunted as he grabbed your hips, flipping you over and pulling your hips up into the air, pushing your back into a painful arch.

“Mm, my pretty girl” He cooed, rubbing his hand soothingly over your ass as he admired you in this position. You relished in the adoration, loving it and its contrast to his mean attitude. Ony took off his jeans, releasing his hard cock that was painfully hard and pearling precum at the tip. He sighed in delight as he stroked his cock and placed kisses down your spine, using his free hand to pull your dress off the rest of the way, you assisting him and throwing the dress aside.

Ony ran his cock through your puffy wet folds, his tip nudging your clit as he teased you making you whine. “Such a whiny slut.” He remarked in a mocking tone. “I wan’ it, please.” You begged shamelessly with a sob, you were so desperate and craved him so badly, you couldn’t care less about how pathetic you were acting at the moment. He grinned at your begging, “I thought it was too much?” He teased.

He pushed into you, throwing his head back as the two of you moaned in unison at the feeling. “shitt” he groaned out as he got lost in the feel of your tight walls swallowing up his cock. “feels so fuckin’ good mama” he grunted as he began to pound into you, not wasting a second as his gripped your hips tight enough to bruise. You became a babbling mess as he fucked you mercilessly, pulling your hips back hard against his each time he thrusted into you.

“love this pussy, so fuckin pretty and wet and warm..shit princess.” Ony rambled as he got fixated on how good you felt around him, your cunt gushing around him with every thrust. “s’ soo g-good daddy~” you babbled incoherently into the mattress, mouth parted, drool dripping from the corners of your mouth and your head in the clouds as ony used you like his own personal fleshlight. “Mhm, you like it ‘ma? Love daddy’s dick rearranging your guts?” He said as he wrapped a hand around your throat, leaning over you as his cock drilled deeper into you.

All you could do is nod in response, unable to form words as your body was consumed in pleasure, ony’s dick hitting that sweet spot that made you see stars. “you’re so fuckin’ cute. so fuckin’ pretty. wanna ruin you sweet girl.” He couldn’t get over how pretty you were, especially in this state. Your hair a mess, sticking to your sweaty body, back arched and ass up, pretty brown skin glowing under the moonlight shinning through ony’s window, inner thighs covered in your slick, lips swollen and red, cheeks squished in ony’s grip on your face, eyeliner and mascara runny underneath your eyes and down your cheeks, hands trembling as you struggled to hold yourself up.

Ony couldn’t get enough of the sight, wanting it engrained in his mind forever. He pulled your face towards his, kissing you passionately and messily as he continued to pound into you, the filthy mixture of your slick and his precum coating his pubic hairs and his happy trail. You moaned into the kiss, kissing back with just as much passion as you sucked on ony’s tongue making him groan. You loved it everytime he kissed you, the intimacy of it making your heart stutter.

Ony let his spit pool into your mouth as he broke the kiss, his opened mouth hovering over yours as you stuck your tongue out like a greedy pet, swallowing up every string of his thick saliva. “fuck..nasty fuckin’ girl. Gon’ make me nut mama” He groaned as he pounded into you incessantly. By now you were fucked dumb, not a single thought behind your dilated rolled back eyes.

All you knew at the moment was ony ony ony, his scent, the feel of his muscular framed body pressed against yours, the taste of him lingering on your tongue, the grip of his large rough hands manhandling your body as he pleased, the way his cock filled up your plush wet walls and satiated every ache, itch, and burning desire inside you. He overtook your entire being, bringing you to pure ecstasy.

Your climax hit you before you could even prepare for it, letting out a high pitched moan and sobbing into the mattress as you creamed all over ony’s cock. “that’s it mama, oh fuck- good fuckin’ girl. making a mess on my dick” he talked you through it as he continued to fuck you through your orgasm. Your body trembling as you fell apart completely, no longer able to hold yourself up as you whined in overstimulation.

Ony felt his head go fuzzy at the way your pussy pulsed and clenched around his dick, the lewd squelch echoing with every thrust as ony chased his own orgasm. “c-cum’n me please wan’ it” you manage to babble out, your words slurred and muffled into the bed. It took ony a moment to process your words, his brain muddled as he became pussy drunk, obsessed with your filthy warm walls sucking up every inch of his dick.

“You want it baby? Ah shit- want daddy to fill up your greedy cunt?. I’ll give you whatever you want pretty girl.” He moaned as his pace got desperate and sloppy as he felt that sensation build up inside him. “fuckk fuck!” He moaned out, throwing his head back as he finally came, his cum spurting out in loads and coating your walls, filling you up to the brim. You whined at the warm feeling as your cunt milked him dry.

Ony breathed heavily as his thrust slowed to a stop, “you okay sweet girl?” he asked softly as he placed a kiss on your bare shoulder. You only hummed and nodded in response, half passed out at this point. You were completely fucked out, body relaxed and exhausted from the overwhelming pleasure. Satisfied with your response, ony slowly pulled out, the mixture of your fluids pouring out messily and bubbling as he did. Ony loved the mess, the sight of his cum dripping down your thighs and his dick covered in the filth.

You snuggled deeper into the bed as ony got up and began to clean you up gently, not wanting to add more stress to your already spent body. He cleaned up himself as well before he tucked you in and climbed into bed with you. He admired your peaceful state, looking so beautiful and claimed by him. “I like you..onya~” you mumbled out in your half conscious state.

It caught Ony completely off guard but it made him smile, his heart swelling at your adorable confession. “I like you too sweetheart” he replied softly before he placed a kiss on your cheek. You smiled drowsily, happy to have met ony and taken a chance on him.

[thank you to everyone who read this, I appreciate it sm 🥹]

#aot #aot fanfiction #onyankopon smut #onyankapon #onyankopon x reader #aot onyankopon #onyankopon x black y/n #aot x black reader #onyankopon snk #fanfic #ony x black reader #aot x y/n #pwp fics

[thirstyandbeautiful]

Daniel didn’t notice the word PERTH across her chest?!? My man is clueless.

TRULY. But he was also in distress about his trainer bestie being forced fired for attacking another trainer bestie :(

#honestly wish I had him hit Jon harder #whoopsie #w #hoe fairy #what could go wrong from here #mi #ods #our dirty secret #at this point I think they just don’t give a fuck anymore #was she turned on #YES #cause Michael laid Jon’s ass OUT in PUBLIC #FOR HER #this is the place where I indulge in all this questionable masculinity #BYE

[that-weeb-in-ur-closet]

sorry, but- shower fucks are Nanami's thing. No, even better, bath into shower fucks.

You could be relaxing in the tub after a long day, the steam coming from it and washing away all your anxiety. When you hear a subtle knock then right after see your boyfriend, Nanami walk in without his shirt.

"Hello, beautiful girl." He says with his usual formal voice, slowly sinking his hand into the bathtub to drain the water.

"H-hey, babe... What exactly are you doing?.."

You ask, but only get a quiet nod from him.

Seconds later, your head is under the running water from the shower head, with him hitting it from the back. The lights? Off. Tongues? Out. Orgasms? Building.

As he slowly picks up the pace, lips trailing the upper part of your back, he squeezes your hips. You feel your eyes roll back when he praises you,

"Doing so good, baby girl. Taking me all the way..."

He says, eyes closing to get a better feeling of the hot water dripping from him and you.

Quiet and loud whimpers slip from your mouth, exasperated moans being drawn out when he starts to pick up his pace.

He loves shower fucks because the water just washes the mess you both make away. Down the drain, unlike both your sins. A clean yet dirty man. But...

Isn't that part of the fun of dating Nanami?

anyways i hope all you little Nanami hoes are fed tonight 😌

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[sluttsumu]

DOUBLE TROUBLE

.ೃ࿐ feat. atsumu + osamu miya

in which: the twins have a little bet, and you’re their next target. who can make you cum the most on halloween night without anyone knowing, keep quiet virgin or you’ll get caught.

warning: 18+, college!au, fratboy!inarizaki, oblivious!reader, non+ dubcon/peer pressure, threesome, corruptive thoughts, misogyny (?), manipulation, drugs (molly), vaginal fingering, vaginal penetration, unprotected, petname: angel, oral (f!receiving + m!receiving), virginity loss, exhibitionism + voyeurism, implied orgy (with suna), sunaosa TEASE, they’re sleazy hoes. wc: 2k

ೃ࿐ ki’s note: this is fic was supposed to kickstart my kinktober series. i hope you love this as much as i do because i had the best time writing it! in my mind it’s still october 😭 divider: @cafekitsune

two devils, one angel, and fate. being a virgin sacrifice wasn’t necessarily on your halloween bucket list for this year.

— ♡︎ —

“can’t think of anyone to bring ‘samu ?” atsumu piqued, osamu is supposed to be the smart one.

the infamous twins had been thinking for some time on who to invite to their annual halloween party.

there were plenty of guests, but they needed someone special for the night.

atsumu’s fucked half of the bimbos from his fan club, meanwhile osamu was never satisfied with any of his groupies.

“well,” he starts. “i have an idea.” the light bulb in his head flickered before finally going off when he thought of the perfect girl. the dainty little college freshman whom he sees walking around campus all dolled up.

“who’s that girl that we always see with sunarin?” he ponders, in attempt to remember your name. atsumu’s eyes lit up when he realized. he knew exactly who his brother was talking about.

osamu really was a genius.

“y/n..” his tone was unsure, but curious nonetheless. osamu shot a finger gun “bingo.” indicating that his atsumu was right on the money. they paused, staring at one another as if they were reading each others minds. twin telepathy surely was a blessing. if they were both thinking correctly it seems like they’ve got a target.

*incoming facetime from; suna rintaro*

“yes suna?” you answer holding the phone above your face. “what’re you doing tomorrow?” the abrupt question never threw you off anymore, it was common for suna taking you on all kinda of spontaneous adventures on and off campus.

“ ‘m not doing anything, gonna watch horror movies and eat candy.” suna eyed you feigning disgust, what lame plans. “absolutely not..” he scoffs, “the twins invited you to their party tomorrow and you’re going.” the miya twins were mutual friends and have been known to throw some awesome ragers from time to time, how could you decline such an offer?

“i don’t have a costume???” honestly you were trying to find any excuse possible to lessen your chances of coming home wasted on halloween night. but suna had a solution to everything, even this. “wear white, i’ll sort out the rest.” he hung up after the condescending message, leaving you to piece together his surprise.

white, the colour of purity and innocence. nothing is innocent about a college party, especially because,

halloween was the one night a year a girl could dress like a total slut, and no one could say anything about it.

a firm knock was set on your dorm room door. “let’s go” his eyes fixated as you opened the door. suna mildly regrets not taking up the twins’ offer to join them on their escapade tonight, especially with the way that dress hugs your body. he quickly releases himself from the dirty thoughts.

“okay, what’s my costume? you said wear white.” suna’s hand rises from his side revealing a halo. makes sense why he told you to wear white now. it wasn’t until you took in his costume that really made you understand his choice.

he’s dressed in a red button up, except the buttons weren’t being used at all. the devil horns stuck in his hair confirmed the unoriginal costume idea. a few days back he mentioned matching costumes with the rest of his fraternity, and if you had to see the rest of them like this, than you were sure that attending this party was worth it.

the house was loud, as much as it was crowded, suna’s hand around your wrist is the only thing preventing you from getting caught in the ocean of people.

“sunarin! we’re over here.” pi kappa alpha (ΠΚΑ) was one of seven frats at your university, and was definitely the hottest. pretty, rich boys with the world at their disposal. everyone knew this but that never stopped girls from clinging onto them, after all osamu’s arms and atsumu’s abs— focus!

“ah, you made it.” osamu exclaimed opening his arms for a particularly tight hug. you hugged all of them, each cologne scent different from the last. “mind if we steal rin for a minute? won’t be long, promise.” atsumu’s tone of voice couldn’t have been more condescending, talking to you so sweet and saccharin. you nodded, shooting the quintet a small smile, before going to find a drink.

“an angel, cute.” atsumu watched your back was you walked away into a crowd of people. all that clouded his thoughts were all the things he wanted to do to you throughout the night. “get yer head intha game. what are the rules?” osamu chuckled, it was no doubt that he was having the same thoughts as his brother. that’s for sure.

“ ‘ts 10:30, whoever can make her cum the most before midnight first wins. unless you fuck her that is.. she’s a virgin so if you manage to to take her virginity you automatically win. get caught and you have to restart.” the night is young and the rules were set, but there was one question unanswered, whats the prize for a game such as this?

money of course. sex and money have been interchangeable for as long as mankind can remember, no difference here. a thousand dollars put up by each member, totalling to five thousand. winner takes all, loser gets nothing. may the best twin win.

atsumu wasted no time following you to the kitchen hearing the laughs from his friends behind. unfortunate for him bokuto caught your attention a little too quickly. he watched the two of you laugh and introduce yourselves to one another. it wouldn’t go on for much longer, not if atsumu could help it.

“bo-kun! do me a favor would’ya?” he said, slinging an arm over your shoulder. “get some more ice for the cooler, ‘ts intha basement.”

in boy world, this was a territorial interaction meaning; get the fuck out of here.

meanwhile in girl world, you didn’t think anything of it.

bokuto cheerfully agreed uttering “nice meeting you!” before sliding past the crowd of people to go fetch that ice.

“cute costume miya.” you look up to see him above your shoulder. he unhooks his arm from your side, leaning up against the counter. “not too bad yourself. you look,” he pauses for a mere few seconds. thoughts of you and how innocent you look plagued his mind, costume doesn’t help either. something in him was excited to taint that, you’d look so much prettier with your makeup smudged and begging him to make you cum, he thought.

“pretty,” he smiled, eyes shifting around your lips, and neck then back to your eyes. “you look really fucking pretty.”

“nights still young, you like games?” you tilted your head at the question. a suspicious question but how could anyone say no to him. “dependsss..” you drag out the word, tone laced with hesitation. this was all one big game, that you unfortunately didn’t know you were apart of, throwing another in the mix couldn’t hurt.

“how do ya feel about suck and blow?”

—♡︎—

suna forcefully offered up kita’s amex for the game, safe to say that he’s not happy about it.

the game rules were simple; suck and blow, on a card that is. pass the card mouth to mouth without dropping it. drop it and make out with the next person in front of everyone and spend an additional 10 minutes in an enclosed space. sounds easy right? it wasn’t a pi kappa alpha party without this tradition, they have a separate room dedicated for games such as these.

you watched intensely as the card made its rounds over and over you successfully received and passed it on. you were also standing between atsumu and bokuto, yikes! the card was making its way back around and like before it was just a matter of sucking and blowing, until you were locking lips with one of the hottest guys on campus. atsumu ‘dropped the card’ by accident, catalyzing the makeout sesh between the two of you.

it’s hot, it’s sloppy, it’s fucking miya atsumu.

you feel his smile on your lips as he slips his tongue in between yours, aiming for your bottom lip. the whooping, and whistling among the group was enough to encourage the egotism within you both to put on a nice show for everyone. your nails intertwining in his undercut, while his arms hug your waist.

“okay okay,” kita pushes, removing the two of you off of each other. “10 minutes, you know the drill.”

the frat brothers exchange a glance, one of many kita has shared with his little since atsumu started college.

the amount of girls that have survived that room, godspeed.

hearing the door close behind you was almost frightening, even after the spectacle you put on for everyone just now. it wasn’t until you took a few steps in you noticed this is a bedroom, not your average stuffy coat closet.

“suna teach you to kiss like that or what?” he teases, watching you stare at him in disbelief. “can’t believe he hasn’t fucked you yet.”

guess i’ll be the first, he thought.

suna? fucking you? confusion was an understatement really. unbeknownst to you they all thought you were sunas secret fuck buddy till he told them you were untouched.

atsumu almost forgot, and the realization ran through his blood with pure mischief. he was ready to get his hands on you and play with his toy of the night.

“let’s have some fun, yea?” he quips, walking towards you. “fun like what?” unintentionally you take a step back, the two of you flowing in a seamless b-line towards the bed as he goes forward and you go back.

“you’re a big girl right? in college now. ya know what big girls do?” his tone was informative signalling that there’s more to his mini monologue. “big college girls…kiss, and suck, and fuck boys.”

the smooth of your calves hit the sheets.

“a-atsumu i’m—” you’re a stuttering mess, and he finds it adorable.

“you’re what?” he mocks, lifting his voice up an octave to replicate you. it was only a matter of seconds before you were pushed onto the bed with his body caging yours beneath him.

it was all happening so fast, it’s not that you didn’t want to but this has never happened before. being stuck in a room with a guy especially an experienced one was never on you to-do list for today.

atsumu’s done this to many girls. he’s used to fucking bitches every week and you were no different. he never looses and he’s damn sure nothing will change that tonight.

“i’ve never done this before…” shame drowns your conscience as you confess what you thought was a secret. little did you know, he knew.

“s’okay,” his lips pecked against your jaw lightly, he could feel how tense you were but curious as well. “just wanna make you feel good, hmm?” you could feel atsumu’s hand creeping between your thighs though his eyes never leaving yours. this look on your face, the look of a virgin, never gets old for him.

the inquisitive look of “maybe it’s not so bad” staring back at him as he pulls your panties to the side running his fingers along your wet folds. you didn’t protest, or squirm, or defy, you just laid there beady eyes staring, legs spread for him awaiting his touch.

simultaneously, his fingers slide into you with ease while sharing a kiss to keep you quiet, earning a soft moan onto his lips. your body can’t help but concentrate at the foreign feeling of someone else other than yourself fingering you. “ahhh—! s-slow down ‘tsumu, too much!”

“no can do angel, got a lot ridin’ on ya.” completely dismissing your feelings, he continues to pump his fingers into your leaking cunt. “hurts..” you whine. “atsumu it hurts!”

“don’t lie ta me pretty, i can feel you clenching ‘round me.” your face flushed at his words, fluttering around his fingers. besides the slight discomfort it felt so fucking good, you really couldn’t get enough of it.

the humiliation you felt hearing the lewd squelching of his digits fingerfucking you was apparent. you watched in awe as he sped up, arm now jackhammering in and out of you at an ruthless pace. “fuckfuckfuck!” you cry, eyes brimming with tears.

atsumu traps your lips in a messy kiss, tasting a mixture alcohol on each others tongues. whines and whimpers escape fall from your lips onto his at the feeling of the coil in your stomach about to break. the euphoria that overcomes your body when your legs begin to tremble, thighs squeezing around his hand, your virgin cunny covers his fingers in sticky cum.

but his assault on your pussy doesn’t stop there, he’s still going; fucking you through your orgasm. “can’t stop there, you can give me another one baby, know you can.”

“no! c-can’t take it! i—” his hand quickly cups around your lips, muffling any sound that dares to come out of your mouth. time’s almost up and atsumu would throw more than a fit if he got caught and had to restart already.

he could feel it again, your pussy clenching around his fingers. atsumu continued at his gruelling pace, with a slick smile on his face. It was so cute seeing you like this, half an hour ago you walked into this party as an innocent little thing, and now he had you exactly where he wanted you — under him with his fingers buried inside of you, on your second orgasm.

“cumming… ‘m cumming—!” you mumble under the weight of his hand, eyes fluttering shut. “atta-fucking-girl angel.” your chest heaved and knees buckled while you creamed on the blondes fingers once more this time at full force, making you see stars before he pulled out of you.

“wasn’t so hard now was it?” he smiled sucking your slick off of his fingers. atsumu is now leading by two points and cocky was an understatement, he can feel himself growing hard watching your body go limp against the sheets. if he had the time, he’d take you right then and there but there was always an opportunity for that.

“make yourself decent before you come out.” was the last thing he said to you, chuckling while the door clicked shut behind him.

get yourself together! the sound of your own voice mentally cursing you was enough to spring you back to your feet, pulling your dress down, and fixing your hair. luckily for you, everyone continued their conversations, dancing, and games as you crept out the room exhaling heavily with relief.

a few eyes lingered, especially kita’s. he peered at you from afar, while atsumu whispered in his ear. he raised the red solo cup with an upward tilt of his head before smirking in your direction, taking a sip from the cup.

frat boys are just the equivalent to mean girls.

hell, it hasn’t even been five minutes and he’s already going around telling everyone. you couldn’t bare to see it really, causing you to relocate somewhere else in the house, the stairs.

you sat on the wooden steps, eyes glued onto your phone screen. the feeling of someone walking down was evident as the hardwood took a dip at the weight, it was osamu.

he pondered, swirling the liquid courage in his hand. how could he get you on his white linen sheets? he thought. osamu smirked at the idea that popped into his head soon after remembering the common denominator between his bed and that dress you’re wearing.

starring at your back from a few steps above, his eyes moveded to suna who was situated mere meters away from where you sat. he feigns tipping his cup, eyes pointing down to where you sat then back to the brunette.

it was genius, if he ruins that pretty little dress of yours you’ll have no choice but to take it off.

“do it.” suna mouthed covering his words with a cupped hand.

the weight of someone walking down the stairs returns after having paused, you didn’t think much of it until alcohol poured down your shoulder and into your bra from above you.

“sorry angel! that was my bad.” osamu quips, downing the rest of his cup.

“you’ve got to be kidding me..”

“relaaax,” he drawls before reassuring that “you can come change up here.”

—♡︎—

osamu scanned his closet looking for one of his old flings’ clothes murmuring, “no-no-no-too big-too small— damn i should call her..” as he looks through the assortment of clothing.

you waited on his bed partly disgusted at the fact that these clothes were equivalent to trophies.

“check that drawer ta’ your left for something.” he gestures a waving hand, pointing to the side table next to his bed.

the drawer was less then helpful, containing: condoms, an agent provocateur set (brand new, mind you), a bottle of dior sauvage, and a miniature plastic bag with two smiley face pills in it.

he has drugs just laying in his room?

“what’re these?” prodding at the drugs you ask, dangling the bag between delicate fingers.

he turns to face you, smirking when he sees what caught your curiosity. “a pretty girl named, molly.” osamu banged a girl with that name now that he thinks about it.

“you guys seriously take these?” eyes narrowing at the tiny pill analyzing it’s appearance, but wanting to know more at the same time. “are they fun?”

osamu closes the closet door, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed. his attention is focused elsewhere when you display genuine interest in the party drug.

“wanna find out?” he asks with the tilt of his head.

fuck around and find out was an understatement, getting fucked after finding out was more accurate really.

“fuuuuck ‘samu..” your manicure runs through silver hair, as he messily laps at your cunt.

every flick of his tongue making your knees buckle, the pleasure was overwhelming your lower half as he teased your clit with the tip his tongue.

you couldn’t get over how good it feels, what was the point of staying a virgin when there’s men who will pleasure you like the miya twins.

“pussy tastes s’good princess.” he mumbles onto you, sending vibrations up your spine, continuing to eat you like you’re his last meal.

he could feel now eager you were to get off, grinding yourself against his face in hopes to chase the orgasmic high that your body was so close to.

the loud noises of his mouth smothered against your pussy and broken whimpers fill up the room.

loud enough for suna to hear through the bedroom door he’s standing on the other side of. he could feel his erection growing, listening to his best friend taint his virgin girl bestie on the most sinister night of the year.

“righthererighthere! ‘m cumming— oh fuck!” the euphoric feelings of the drug in your system enhanced every last nerve running through your veins.

you’re loud, high pitched whines falling from your throat as you throw your head back, eyes shutting tight.

osamu’s face pushed into your cunt with force, nose nudging at your clit. little did the two of you know, the brunette purposely walked into the room with you on the verge of a mind blowing orgasm and osamu’s mouth quite busy.

“you cumming?” suna asks, gripping your face with slender fingers.

your eyes shoot open to see one of his hands planted on the back of osamu’s head pushing his mouth deeper into your pussy, the other holding your face, taunting from above.

“oh yea, you’re fucked.” he taunts, pushing your lips into a kissy face forcefully moving your head from side to side, observing your features.

suna’s done his fair share to know you weren’t all there, your dilated pupils, flushed face and very vulnerable state gave it away.

“don’t be shy, go on. might be ‘samu going to town on ya but your attentions on me, hmm?”

seeing you tweaked out on the verge of your third orgasm of the night really did it for him.

it was torture, watching and hearing the twins have their fun with you meanwhile he had to watch.

absolutely no fair. he’s the reason you even considered coming to the party at all it wouldn’t be all that bad if he used you as a reward for his efforts, now would it?

“rin!!” you whine, “get out! this is embarrassing!”

suna doesn’t bother listening to your protest. he’s already slid his shirt off, unbuckling his belt watching osamu make you cum.

“move it.” he chuckles, tugging at grey locks.

“hey, i had her first.” osamu scoffs at his friends audacity.

“technically atsumu had her first, but it’s my turn. so, are you gonna keep bitchin’ or get your dick sucked while i fuck her?”

the two boys spoke as of you weren’t even there, like you were just an object for them to play with. this wasn’t about the bet anymore. this was about you, and the fact that they’d never get the opportunity to see your tweaked out, legs spread, off molly ever again.

a once in a lifetime opportunity with you in a position to not protest.

suna’s shadow hovered over you, manipulating your body to fit both of them on osamu’s mattress.

hazy eyes stared into his green ones with incoherent mumbles falling from your lips. seeing you fucked out made him want it that much more.

“hang in there for us pretty.” his voice sounding so sincere, meanwhile rubbing the tip of his cock along your slit.

he pushes into you without warning, stretching your cunt around his girth.

“shit..” he hisses through his teeth. “definitely a virgin, fuck.”

“ah—!” your hand flies to his chest in attempt to get him to slow down. “s’too much..”

“none of that,” osamu coos, grabbing your wrist.

you didn’t even notice that he slid his boxers off, smearing precum on your lips like lipgloss.

“hey ‘samu where’s the—” atsumu says, swinging the door open to the lewdest live scene he’s ever seen. “holy hell.”

“are you gonna stare or join?”

sluttsumu 2023

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