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cr6ck · 1 day
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i can excuse mutilated murders but i draw the line at animal cruelty
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collarme · 2 days
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i didn't know I had a gun kink until I stumbled across your blog..... Your making me so horny, and I need to call a client in a couple minutes 😳😵
~🦷 (stealing this emoji as an anon ♡)
that innocent client, not knowing I'm holding a gun under your chin, forcing you to hold in your whimpers while I thrust up into you without abandon. they're probably wondering why you're so out of breath darling, but I'm pushing the barrel further into your flesh as a threat everytime you stutter on words or don't speak up loud enough.
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lumicow · 5 hours
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Throw back 💕
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q1ngqve · 23 days
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CW; dark content, gun kink, penetration with gun (v), slight dacryphilia
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boothill and gun kink grrrrrr 😼 teases you so much when you accidentally admit that you have a thing for guns and that if it’s with him, you’d feel safe
sits you on his lap, back facing him as he plays with your boobs, squeezing and pinching at your nipples!!! his teeth would be biting nonstop at your neck, leaving red marks everywhere while he teases at your clothed cunt with his gun
rips away your panties easily because he’s literally made of metal 🤭 makes you look in the mirror in front of you as he rubs the barrel against your wet folds!!!!!!!!! cooes at you because why are you so wet for a gun? are you that turned on by a piece of metal? you know it could kill you with just a click right?
he relishes in your fear and embarrassment 🗣️ uses it to his advantage and rubs the tip at your clit, making your hips buck and you whining into your hands! to which he ‘tsk’s and pulls them away >:/ you’re supposed to be looking at the way he plays with your pussy
stuffs his gun into you without warning! and you’ll cry out in terror when you hear the safety click, the sound loud and piercing, ringing in your ears 😧 you’d grab at his wrists and make eye contact with him through the mirror, eyes tearing up as he thursts his gun in and out of you
kisses you on your cheek and tells you it’s okay! don’t worry! as long as you’re good and cum for him, he won’t shoot! he would never hurt you! you’re his everything!
makes you cum so hard on his gun, you squirt 😋 he’d laugh and throw his gun away before sticking his metal fingers into you! he wants to see you do it again, but this time on his fingers!!!!!
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lycheedr3ams · 11 months
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Choke on It ~ (part 1)
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Fem!reader x hard!dom!konig
MDNI! NSFW!
Part 2
This is complete filfth and probably the most sinful thing i've ever written. not proofread
TW: gun kink, mean konig, hard dom konig, choking on his massive dick, slight masochism, hair-pulling, mask kink, swallowing his cum, lmk if I missed anything
(I'm not sure if a gun kink counts as dark content, so just be aware of this. Always use safe words and enthusiastic consent! Don't try this stuff at home.)
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A few weeks ago, you told Konig that you'd like to...experiment in the bedroom a bit. He was usually a little rough, given his massive size and strength, but his words and the way he looked at you was always so gentle and loving. And you were fucking tired of it. You wanted him to just use you like you knew he could.
"I just want you to be really rough, for once," you explained to him one night. "I know you can use me however you want. Please, just do that."
His eyes widened in surprise, with a hint of worry. "Are you sure, Liebling?" he asked, concerned. "I don't want to hurt you."
You looked him right in the eyes as you said, "That's exactly what I want, Konig. Show me that I belong to you. I want you to do anything. You can even... bring a gun into it. I don't care."
His breath stopped for a moment as he stared at you like a deer in the headlights. This massive beast of a soldier, who has killed so many people, is frightened by your words.
"If...if that's what you want...." he said nervously. But he couldn't help the excitement that started to blossom in his chest at the thought of finally being in control in the bedroom for once. He was always so willing to submit.
"Just surprise me, okay baby? Really, nothing is off the table."
Konig nodded and thought hard for the next few weeks.
.......
You didn't think it would happen tonight. You were just laying in your shared bed in you and Konig's apartment when he came back from maintenance training during his time off. When you heard the door shut as he entered, you got off the bed and happily walked up to him with a smile.
"Glad you're back from work," you say as you wrap your arms around his massive frame. But he doesn't hug you back. You look up at him, confused. "Are you all right? Did you have a bad day?" you ask.
His sniper hood was still on, and he was wearing the more casual camo pants and a tight black shirt, still drenched with sweat from his workout. He looked down at you without any emotion in his eyes.
"Kneel," he commanded with a low, raspy voice.
You looked up at him, blinking in confusion.
"Did you fucking hear me?" he asked as he looked down at you.
You gasped. "Y...yes. I was... just surprised, is all," you say as you begin to sink on your knees. Before both of your knees can even reach the hardwood floor, his gloved hand tangles tightly in your hair, and he pushes your face right into his crotch. You can smell his musk through his pants.
"You fucking wanted this, so you'll take it," he growled from above you. "You know what to do."
You look up at him with wide eyes before nodding and quickly undoing his belt and sliding the zipper down. Before you can even reach to pull him from his boxers, you can feel how hot and hard he is.
"You're so hard, Konig," you observed. He pulled your hair, and you yelped in pain.
"I didn't tell you to speak, now did I?" he said punishingly. "The only time your mouth should be open is when you're choking on my fucking cock. I haven't got all night."
Your heart fluttered in your chest at his words. This is it - this is exactly what you wanted, and you felt shame as you could feel yourself drenching your panties. You quickly pulled his hard length out from his sweaty boxers, and the scent of his sweat almost made you faint. You pumped his thick, hot length in your hand before roughly pushed your hand away and shoved your mouth down on his cock with his thumb and index finger prying your mouth open. Tears instantly sprang into your eyes from the sting of his entire length shoved into your mouth so quickly. You could feel his thick, hot tip poking the back of your throat.
He groaned above you and shoved your face down so that your nose brushed against his pubes. You coughed and sputtered with him still in your mouth, and he shook his head at you.
"Come on, you're used to my length by now, are you not?" he mocked with a teasing smirk hidden by his sniper hood. "Fucking. Take. It." He commanded, each word punctuated by a thrust of his hips into your throat. His cock touched your tonsil each time and you couldn't stop choking. He roughly pulled you off his cock by your hair and stared down at you, shaking his head as you choked and spit dribbled out of your mouth and onto the hardwood floor.
"Fucking pathetic," Konig spat. You looked up at him, hoping for some sort of comfort from your normally loving boyfriend, but only saw a demon in that moment. "Relax your throat, yeah?" he said before suddenly shoving your mouth onto his wet cock again. You were more prepared for it this time, but nothing could stop your gags when he thrusted past your tonsils. He pulled you off his cock again and let go of your hair as he reached for something tucked in a back pocket.
Your eyes widened as you coughed when you saw him holding the hand-gun that he always conceal carries. He stared at you as he turned the safety on. But it was still loaded. You looked up at him, and he almost felt pity before he harshly reached down and dragged you back to your knees by your hair.
"You're going to fucking take it, and not choke, do you understand?" he commanded as he held the end of the gun right against your head. The cold metal poked into your skull, a contrast from the warm fingers of his gloved hand in your hair. You gulped as you look up at him. He shoved the gun deeper in your skull.
"I asked you a question," he growled as he bent over you.
"Yes! I understand!" You squeaked as you nodded.
Satisfied with your answer, Konig shoved you on his length again. One hand holding the back of your head and forcing you on his cock, the other holding the gun that was shoved against the side of your head. You felt completely powerless as he thrusted deep into your throat and groaned above you. You hollowed out your cheeks and wrapped your tongue around him, trying to focus on that rather than your gag reflex and the gun against your head.
"Scheisse," Konig hissed. He looked down at you and saw your heavenly face: your nose shoved right against his pubes, the tears flowing freely down your cheeks, and your throat bobbing as you struggled to take him.
"All you need is a gun to your head to make you behave, is that it?" he teased as his cock twitched. "I know you're so fucking wet right now. This is what you asked me for, remember?"
You closed your eyes as you tried to nod with his length halfway down your throat. Spit was dripping down your chin and down your throat, and Konig laughed at the sight.
"So desperate for this cock, aren't you?" he teased further. He suddenly stopped thrusting and instead used your hair to move your head up and down his cock, your lips wrapping perfectly around his thick length. You could feel one prominent vein slide against your bottom lip with each stroke. You sucked hard on his tip each thrust, and he began to tremble.
"Don't fucking stop," he said as he gripped your hair tighter. The tingling pain of having your hair pulled was almost just as unbearable as his cock down your throat. He dropped the gun and placed his hands on either side of your head as he thrusted into your mouth at a frantic pace before he came loudly down your throat. You could feel his hot cum spurting and sliding down your esophagus. He finally pulled you off of him, and you nearly collapsed on the floor as you gripped your throat, coughing loudly and with spit dripping down your chin.
Konig took off his sniper hood and sat on the floor with you. He placed his hands on your shoulders and squeezed gently.
"My love, are you okay?" he asked with worry plainly laced in his voice. "I hope I wasn't too rough with you..."
You shook your head, your throat unable to form words. You offered him a tired smile as you placed your hand on his thigh.
"Oh, you can't speak?" he asked as you shook your head "no."
"I'm sorry, Liebling, here," he picked you up easily and set you down on the couch. Part of you wishes he would throw you around the living room too. "Let me get you some water." Konig disappeared into the kitchen and returned with a glass of water, which you drank gratefully. He sat next to you and you cuddled close to him as he gently stroked your hair and undid the knots he created.
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pxuvalentinx · 1 month
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ahh something about aventurine with a gunplay kink. by now we’ve probably all seen 'the final victor' lightcone, and oh my god, it has awakened something inside of me. (i wrote this at 2am, have mercy. its also not proofread.)
just aventurine shoving a gun into your mouth while you’re kneeling in front of him. arms tied behind your back. he has one hand on your chin, making you look up at him while the other moves the gun inside of your mouth, making you lick and choke on it. the metallic taste being rather unpleasant, but you’d bear with it. he knew that. the gun was loaded, and you were aware of that, but that only added to the excitement you were feeling.
it was a 'silly idea' aventurine brought up a while ago, wondering if you might be into the more crazy stuff and god, who were you to deny such a hot idea? it actually took him a while to finally initiate this situation in the bedroom.
but now you were drooling all over the gun, putting on a show as you kept your eyes on him, not having any shame whatsoever. “Look at you princess, licking and choking on this gun like you’d die otherwise.” he chuckled. "Could pull the trigger at any moment, ya know that?" oh, the cocky grin that you loved so much. ever since you met him, your brain turned into absolute mush. he fucked you stupid on the daily, and the once so proud and feared girl turned into aventurine’s personal fucktoy. it went so far that instead of making you cry and shiver out of fear, his words only made the dripping mess between your legs worse. so far that only sucking on a gun for him got you so close to the edge. "Such a good girl, taking anything I give you~" a low purr escaped his lips, "But so pathetic.." a rather empathetic look formed on his face, not sincere in any way though. you both knew that he'd never actually hurt you, but the simple control he had over you by doing this, the control over your life. a couple of seconds later, your mouth was empty, the metallic taste still clinging to your mouth. he put the gun on the table next to you. the sound of a belt unbuckling could be heard and your eyes quickly made their way to his lower half. "Now let's see, if your slutty little brain still remembers how to suck the real thing."
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zhonglisbeloved · 4 months
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Dazai Osamu; Guns
I'm back bitches, sorry I disappeared ya girl is a bit unstable /lh
this is so shit lol. knife play with Chuuya next? <3
afab reader x PM!Dazai Osamu
Warnings: NSFW content below, gun play, degradation, choking on a gun, crying due to pleasure
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you're not entirely sure how you ended up in this situation, but that doesn't really matter. the thought leaves your head as soon as it enters because your entire focus is on how Dazai's tongue lapped at your dripping cunt greedily. his hands were gripping your inner thighs tightly as he kept them from closing.
taste so good baby, keep your legs open just like that he groaned against your cunt, sending vibrations to your core making you whimper. his ministrations on your pussy are merciless as he makes you cum for the nth time, your legs shook as you came, your juices covering his lips as he lapped them up too, overstimulating you and thrusting his tongue up your hole.
suddenly, he pulls back and you hear some clicking noises. you open your eyes, still in a daze only to see Dazai emptying his gun, but he makes sure that the barrel has one bullet in it.
what are you-
shh~ shut up whore he chuckles and cuts you off before closing the barrel and shoving the gun up your wet, gaping hole. a gasp leaves your mouth as your eyes roll back, he fucks the gun up in your cunt at a fast pace making you lose your mind, especially because it was loaded and nothing was stopping him from pulling the trigger.
what a slut, getting off on my gun? bet you want one more down your throat too baby he chuckled sadistically, you whined and nodded your head, your legs spread further at the thought, mouth dropping open and tongue lolling out.
please- mh- anghh you whimpered, all coherent thoughts and words thrown out the window.
he grabs another one of his, probably fully loaded guns and stuffs it down your throat, the taste of metal fills your mouth making you gag. tears form in your eyes and flow due to the pleasure coursing through your body.
his hands move skillfully, thrusting the guns up your hole and down your mouth at a pace that had your legs shaking as you writhed and held them open for him.
please- 'samu want your cock~ you whined needily, turning your mouth to the side to breathe, avoiding the gun, and sniffing through the tears of pleasure. he scoffs and gently slaps your cheek with the gun before laughing mockingly. he then puts the guns aside before sitting on the bed and manspreading. his huge cock was straining against his pants, go on then, suck it he said nonchalantly with a smirk.
you wasted no time and shakily scrambled to get on your knees in front of him, you undid the button and pulled his pants and boxers down, revealing the huge fat cock, veins bulging and tip dripping with precum. your mouth watered and you quickly took it down your throat, holding it there, your nose touching his lower abdomen when suddenly you felt something cold at your forehead,
if you stop, I'll shoot
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oh-look-at-her · 23 days
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"Use that on me."
Pairing: billy the kid x reader
Warnings: profanity, PinV, unprotected sex (don't be stupid, just babyproof it), dom! And sub! Dynamics, gun play, creampie, degradation, mocking, name calling(i think), small oral fixation if you squint, reader is female
tell me if i missed anything!
Description: despite Billy being a cowboy, he's a sweetheart, especially to you. He treats you like you're a porcelain doll and always makes you feel worshipped. You follow him on his unconventional journeys and tonight, you're staying in an abandoned shack in the woods and your mind wanders to unexplored waters.
A/N: Alright, it's finally here! I'm sorry, it took a bit longer to write than I thought it would when I posted the teaser of this story. I originally planned this to go a bit different, but I'm overall pretty happy with how it turned out even if it did take its own course of action a bit. The ending is a bit rocky, I know, I'm also sorry for that. Regardless of all that, I hope you guys like it! I'd love to hear your opinions or points I can improve on! Lastly I want to say; bear with me, English is not my first language, but I think I checked about everything. I appreciate feedback and if I have anything wrong, please don't hesitate to tell me!
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"Use that one me." there it was. It spilled out. You had been thinking it for the last week and now it just slipped out. You were sitting up from the floor which you had covered with blankets in an attempt to make it more comfortable. You had been staring at Billy's gun holster for a while. He had been innocently going on about the road ahead. The journey that would start the day after.
"What?" he hadn't noticed how you kept eyeing his gun. He hadn't noticed how your eyes had glazed over with lust, just thinking about what he could do to you if he tried. He most certainly hadn't noticed how it made you restless. Your body tingled and your skin was on fire.
"I want you to be mean to me. I want you to fuck me like you mean it...and I want you to use your gun on me." A rush of adrenaline had taken over your mind. Or maybe it was just arousal? Who knows? You most certainly don't care.
Billy looks concerned. "W-what? Why?" He mumbles.
You look at him reassuringly. "Oh baby, you know you're always so sweet to me and I love that. But... I don't know, I just..." you don't know what else to say, but it looks like he's understood what you meant.
Billy looks at you for another moment, a bit dumbfounded, before getting up from the floor and walking towards the chair over which his gun holster was hanging. He slowly wraps his fingers around the base of his gun and takes it out of the holster. He looks at it intently before looking back at you.
"You want me...to use this one you?" You nod. "Why?"
You ponder that for a moment, thinking back to all the times he's held that gun up to people's heads. The look in his eyes...was mesmerizing. The lowering of his brows, the tilting of his head, the tug of a smirk on his lips.... So, you tell him exactly that.
He chuckles for a moment at your confession, looking down at the weapon in his hands. It’s a low chuckle, one you had never heard come from his lips before, sultry and enchanting. Your mind runs crazy at the sound. He kneels down in front of you, as you're still sitting on the floor and he looks at you for a moment, analyzing your features.
"You sure about this, Darlin'?" He asks in that same goddamned tone of voice. You nod eagerly at his question, your thighs discreetly rubbing together for any type of friction you could get.
He notices the small movement but doesn't say anything as he gets closer to you, until he's right on top of you and you're face to face with him. He looks into your eyes lovingly for a moment before putting his attention towards the gun still in his right hand.
Slowly, he traces your collarbone with the tip of his gun, testing the waters. When you breathe out a sigh of content, his eyes meet yours again and he knows that what he's doing is exactly what you want.
He slowly traces the gun from your shoulder to your collarbone again. From your collarbone to your neck and from your neck to your jaw. All the while, keeping eye contact with you and noticing how you're reacting to it.
You close your eyes, humming as a small content smile graces your lips. Billy watches every movement you make with the utmost interest. It spurs him on as he brings the barrel of the gun to your lips. You open your mouth obediently, something he hadn’t expected but he didn’t awfully mind. He pushes the gun to lie on top of your tongue. You twirl your tongue around it and Billy can’t help but think about what that pretty tongue of yours would feel like on his cock.
He feels the room getting hot and his pants tightening at these thoughts. But, fuck, are you pretty with your mouth open for him. His innocent girl with a gun in her mouth all because she begged for it. He never could’ve imagined this happening, the poor boy. Not in his wildest dreams. He was surprised, maybe even a bit repulsed at first, but seeing you like this for him is something he can most definitely get on board with.
You go on to suckle gently on the gun and it drives Billy absolutely insane. “Fuck, baby, you’re so pretty like this.” He murmurs to you and you smile. He pulls the gun from your mouth and admires the sheen of spit on it. “Absolutely disgusting.” He whispers to himself and your thighs clench together once more at his words because it is disgusting. You are filthy for wanting him to do this to you.
You just don’t care. You want him to do these things and you couldn’t care less about whether it’s bad or not. If anything, it spurs you on. It’s humiliating, but so, so good.
“Take that off, baby.” He gestures to your nightgown. You quickly obey, surprised by his sudden demanding tone of voice. The usual sweet Billy is no longer there and right now, you very much do not mind. You slip the nightgown off your shoulders, exposing your chest and Billy’s eyes catch on the sight before drifting further down as you push the nightgown off of you. You’re bare before him now and his eyes continue to wander. He’d never done that before. He said he always wanted to be respectful and didn’t want to make you uncomfortable.
He was right, it did make you uncomfortable, but not in the way he had probably imagined. You grow shy under his gaze, but secretly, you love the way he’s looking at you. Hungry, like a predator admiring its prey and playing with it. But that’s not what makes you uncomfortable, no, the growing heat between your legs is what is making you uncomfortable and Billy had barely even touched you.
God, what would it be like when he finally does touch you? Your cheeks flush pink at the thought. Billy notices, of course he does. “What is it, honey? Don’t tell me you’re gettin’ flustered already. Prettiest girl I’ve ever seen and I can’t even look at her for a bit without ‘er gettin’ shy?” He’s teasing you, mocking almost. You furrow your eyebrows in frustration at his words and he chuckles. He moves to lie down next to you.
“Come here.” He demands, patting his thigh. You obey quickly, scrambling to move on top of him and straddle his lap. You’re naked on top of him and he’s fully dressed. When you’re travelling, he always stays fully dressed at night, just in case someone sees you both. He lets you wear a nightgown as you please, though. Right now, this proves to be a big contrast and it’s setting your mind on fire. You paw at his clothes and a smirk graces his lips at the desperation on your face. He likes it.
He holds up the gun that was still in his hand, tracing it from your belly to your chest. He smoothes it over your hardened nipple, making you shiver at the feel of the cold metal against your unusually warm skin.
“Might I remind you that I am the one with the gun in their hand right now, darlin’?” he props his left hand to rest behind his head as he continues to move the gun over your smooth skin. Your collarbone, your belly, your neck, anywhere he could reach. The suspense builds up and you can feel your stomach doing backflips as you close your eyes, soothing into the metal touch. But then…. click.
One short ‘click’ sound makes your eyes shoot open. He loaded the gun. Your eyes dart towards his face, a daring smirk on his lips, knowing exactly that that sound would’ve startled you. A shiver runs down your spine at the realization that the gun is actually dangerous right now. He could accidentally pull the trigger and hurt you….you like it.
“What is it, baby? You scared? I won’t hurt you, darlin’. Not unless you ask me to.” Those last words drive you insane and he can see you can’t take it anymore. You paw at his clothes once more, but he gives in this time. He gently lies the gun down next to him and sits up with you still on his lap. You stare at his hands as they slowly but surely unbutton his shirt, finally revealing some delicious skin to you. Once he’s unbuttoned the shirt, it takes everything in you to not start biting and sucking at his skin as he takes it off.
Billy sees the look in your eyes resembling hunger and he smiles to himself. He looks at you for a moment, letting you admire him, before saying; “If you want me to take these pants off, you’re gon’ have to get off of me, baby.” He chuckles as you eagerly climb off of him and he finally takes off his pants, leaving you staring at his obvious hard-on through his underwear.
“Yeah, you want that off too, baby?” he asks in a degrading tone of voice, mocking your desperation as if he hadn’t purposely been building up the tension inside you.
You nod frantically, a small whine escaping your lips at the thought and the degrading tone of his voice. Bily’s surprised at the sheer desperation of you. I mean, just look at you! Sitting there on your knees on the ground right next to him, breathing heavily and a slight sheen of sweat already covering your body, your nipples hardened and eyes low to solely focus on him. It’s driving him insane.
He quickly takes off his underwear at your confirmation, finally lying naked before you. You drink the picture up like you’re a traveler in the desert that hasn’t seen water in days. You climb onto him, your eyes locking with his before pulling him in for a kiss. The kiss is full of desperation and desire as you swirl your tongue over his bottom lip and lick into his mouth as if you’re delirious at the taste of him (which you must admit, is not entirely inaccurate). He deepens the kiss by pulling you in by the neck, his hand having snaked behind you to firmly grasp you and move you as he pleases.
When you come up to catch your breath, he looks at you mischievously. He wants you so bad… but he wants to play with you for a bit. After all, you did ask him to use his gun on you.
He suddenly flips you both around so he’s on top now, grasping his gun in the process so you don’t land on it. It is still loaded, after all. You look up at him adoringly and it melts his heart for a moment. You try to pull him in for another kiss, but he stops you and lets his gun sit on your lips again.
“Just hold on, honey. Didn’t you tell me you want me to use my gun on you?” you nod, eager to find out what your darling boyfriend has planned for you. He smiles at your obedience and then focuses on the gun still resting on your lips. He slowly drags it down again. Down your jaw, your neck, your collarbone, your nipple, your belly button… He’s nestled between your legs now, the tip of the gun resting right underneath your belly button.
His gaze flashes to your pussy, your clit already red and swollen, begging to be touched and your pretty hole already so wet with anticipation. “Look at that, baby. You’re so pretty and wet for me, aren’t ya?” he dips his head down slowly and unexpectedly licks a stripe from your hole to your clit, moaning at your taste and making you mewl at the sudden pleasure.
He looks up at you, admiring the pretty look on your face at his sudden action. “hey baby?” you answer with a breathy ‘yeah’. “can I try somethin’?”  you pause for a moment, curious as to what this ‘something’ is, but you quickly say yes at his proposal. He smiles and sits up, slowly dragging the gun with him.
The gun traces down… slowly down to where your pretty clit is aching for Billy to just touch. When the cold metal touches your clit, you squeal softly in surprise, the sensation foreign to you. Bily quickly asks if you’re okay, but the only answer you give him is a low and breathy moan accompanied by a smile.
He traces the gun lower… all the way to your pretty hole. The barrel of the gun catches on it and teases your entrance slowly, warming you up to the feel of it. Soft moans and whines erupt from your mouth and Bily can’t get enough of the sight before him. You, your legs spread out for him, his gun between them, your pretty face while you make those delicious sounds for him. It spurs him on to do what he does next.
He stops teasing your entrance with the gun for a second, but before you can protest or whine about it, he slowly pushes the tip of his gun inside you. Yes, he did it ever so slowly, but he’s having you mewl and moan for him so easily. He slowly keeps pushing the gun inside you (while still making sure you’re okay the entire time) until it’s in as far as it can get. At this point, you’re a puddle for him, all lust and desire for him and your brain has turned to mush.
The gun is soaking with your juices at this point and you feel so good all filled up by it. Billy slowly starts moving the gun out of you until only the tip is left inside you. A guttural moan rips from your throat when he pushes it inside you fully again. He starts fucking you with it, setting a slow but deep pace that has you squirming for more. His dick is growing impossibly hard at the sight before him and he can’t take it anymore. He slowly pulls the gun out of you now, carefully depositing it off to the side.
He slowly drags his finger through your folds, gathering your wetness before stroking his cock with it, spreading your arousal over it. The sight of him pumping his cock in his hand right in front of you has you delirious.
“Baby…” you mewl, reaching for him. “What is it, honey?” he asks gently, “What do you want?”
“Please fuck me.” You say directly and he smiles at that, leaning down to met your gaze. “Yeah?” he asks, slowly dragging his cock through your folds, teasing you and making your moan softly. Your hips buck up into him and he laughs at you. He laughs at you, how mean. You enjoy it, though. You like it when you feel degraded by him.
“Yes, please honey, please…” you beg and he smiles before finally pushing inside you. He stretches you out slowly. Your mouth hangs open and your eyes roll back, a guttural moan escapes you when he bottoms out. He pauses for a moment to let you adjust, but god, is he stretching you out good.
“Fuck, you feel so good, baby. My pretty pussy is so wet for me.” he slowly starts moving in and out of you, making you mewl.
” And all because I fucked you with my gun?” His thrusts speed up and you scratch his back as you moan with every one. He grabs your thighs and proceeds to wrap your legs around his waist, making his cock hit a spot impossibly deep inside you.
“You’re filthy, you know that?” he sets a brutal pace, his thrusts hitting that spongy spot inside you so well every time. You cry out and he admires the expression on your face, brows furrowed, jaw slack, eyes rolled back, a hot blush spreading across your cheeks, a sheen of sweat coating your skin.
“Gettin’ off on me threatening you with my goddamned gun" he curses and he can feel you tightening around him at his words, having caught on to the fact that you like it when he says these things to you.
You’re going insane at this rate and you can feel the coil in your stomach tightening already. “I didn’t expect my sweet girl to like those things.” he states, obviously out of breath. "Turn around, baby." He demands before pulling out of you. You whine at the sudden emptiness, but you do as he says, propping yourself up on your knees and resting your head down on the makeshift pillow below you.
He kneels behind you, admiring the way your back is arched and the way your pussy is soaked for him before teasing your entrance with the tip of his dick again. You're about to complain about him not fucking you yet when he suddenly pushes inside you and bottoms out in one thrust.
Your face is pushed down into the pillow and your eyes roll to the back of your skull as he keeps fucking you, setting the same brutal pace as before. He bottomed out every single time, sending waves of pleasure to your core and you can feel your orgasm starting to build quickly.
You try to tell him that you're close, but all that leaves your mouth is moans and rambles. Your brain is foggy with pleasure, but he gets what you're trying to say. "What is it, darlin'? You close? What do you need?" He asks in a mocking tone of voice. You just answer with a whine.
He chuckles at your reaction before reaching in front of you to slowly rub at your clit. You mewl and squirm at the sensation, feeling the coil winding impossibly tighter. Billy's thrusts grow sloppy and you can tell he's about to cum as well.
He sets a fast, calculated pace at rubbing your clit. "Fuck, baby, you're squeezing me like a vice." You whine at his words. "I'm gonna cum inside you." he curses at the thought. "Fuck, I'm gonna fill you up so good, honey."
He's thrusting into you at an ungodly pace and his skilled fingers rubbing your clit is just too much. You cry out as your orgasm washes over you. Your cunt clamps down on Billy's dick, coating him with your cum.
he moans and fucks you through your orgasm. "Shit, baby, I'm gonna come." The movement of his hips stutter as he comes, filling you up just like he said he would, slowly pushing his cum deep inside you with every thrust.
You whine. You're overstimulated and you can't take any more. you claw at his back and he slowly pulls out. "Hey honey, you okay?" he asks gently, cupping your cheek with his hand. you nod and sigh, too tired to keep your eyes open.
Billy lies down next to you, holding you close to him. your sweaty bodies tangle as you both calm down and you both lie there for a while.
"Well." Billy starts after a bit. "That was... unexpected." You chuckle at his words and murmur a small 'yeah' in return.
"Why haven't we done that before?" He asks incredulously. You outright laugh at his question.
"Did you like it then?"
"Absolutely."
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collarme · 23 hours
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hi sir!! I have a lil question for you: would you ratherrr choke a puppy with your cock or a gun down its throat?
fuck that's a hard one...
on one hand I could push a puppy all defenseless on their back, shove my gun down their throat, and hear their muffled whimpers around it as I pound them into the mattress...
or I could tilt their head back and choke them with my cock until they're all teary eyed and squirmy, desperately grinding on my docs for more...
How about you help me figure it out, baby? We might need to go for a couple of rounds, though, just so I can be sure about my decision.
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casualbystander98 · 2 months
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for those into gunplay but not into accidentally getting shot: look up "replica co2 pistols". they can't even physically fire without a cartridge in the system. you're welcome
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baby-tini · 1 month
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(18) PM!Dazai gunplay hcs
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Dazai in the PM is a lot meaner and willing to play rough with you. I can't imagine him being in a serious relationship while being in the PM so you're probably just a booty call (sorry but it's true)
It most likely came into play because he was feeling a bit more... sexually adventurous that day. He has no qualms about hurting you or being rough, in fact, he gets off on it and expects you to take it.
This is my own personal opinion but I feel like Dazai has a need for control, he's never been told no and has grown men pissing themselves in his presence so I'm sure he's grown to like the power he holds over people. It's just all the much better with a gun in his hand.
He's intrigued with your wide eyes when he puts that (empty) gun to your head, the little whimper that you let out when he grins at you, the cute whine you cry-out when he clicks off the safety and especially the scream you let out when he pulls the trigger. The way your eyes are clenched tightly closed as you wait to die.. only.. to be able to open your eyes again and glare at him.
He'll take the gun and run it up your collar bone, tracing your jaw with it as he nibbles at your ear, kissing your cheek and leaning back to run the gun down to your jugular and pressing into it. The little thank you that you bless his ears with when he lightens the pressure.
He'll run the gun over your lips and make you suck on it as he watches you, that big brown eye staring at you as you deepthroat the pistol, leaving trails of saliva on the barrel and pulling it back to watch you pant for him as strings of spit break and fall down your chin.
The way his cold, dead eye watches you throw your head back and scream for it, the mocking tone he uses when he asks, you like this better than my cock? The little shake of your head you give him as you cum on his little toy and the scoff he gives when he calls you a dirty little liar.
The way he laughs when you try and push his hand away as he presses the barrel down onto your clit and asks you, do you think you can cum from just this? The little tears the roll down your cheeks as he pushes the gun inside and the hiss you give when the Dessert Eagle stretches you out. But the little good girl you hear slip from him makes it worth it...
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angel-gf · 6 months
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Someone finding me, holding my body tight against theres running there gun up the inside of my thigh under my skirt, telling me to shut up and be a good toy for them, rubbing the barrel up and down my pretty little pussy, as a shake in fear, moments later they are slowly fucking me with it as a sob, and they hush me “be careful you wouldn’t want it to go off” they’d taunt, and I’d have to accept that it’s true, I mean how am I suppose to know if they are lying or not, then they’d tease me for that making me wetter, and easier to fuck as they lick my tears.
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