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rowanswriting · 7 months

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…. also biker!eddie taking you in the bathroom of some shitty bar because seeing you bent over the pool table makes him feral 🫠

JEALOUSY

((older!biker!eddie x fem!reader smut))

word count: 1.7K

18+ only! feedback and re-blogs are appreciated! ❤️‍🔥

a/n- this was literally supposed to be a blurb and I went absolutely crazy instead. I really hope you guys enjoy this, it’s my first long smut in a long time so I’m so nervous! thank all of you for supporting me!

The smell of alcohol and sex fills your senses as you step into a grimy bar in the middle of downtown. Normally this wasn’t your scene, but Eddie had practically begged for you to come. His whole crew was already inside sitting at a booth when you arrived.

Besides, who were you to pass up an opportunity to be seen out with your hot boyfriend? He ran a biker gang and was the sexiest guy in town. Women, and men were practically begging at his feet for a chance, but he was all yours.

As much as you had a jealous streak, Eddie’s was worse. The older man couldn’t stand it when someone tried to get at what was rightfully his, especially when that was you.

Completely oblivious to a man checking you out in the corner of the bar, you lean over the pool table in the middle of the room, chatting up Chrissy Cunningham as you play together. You lean your head back laughing loudly at some joke she was telling you, but before you could respond anymore you feel a rough hand grab your arm.

“Hey! Fuck off-.” You’re cut short, turning around and widening your eyes at your fuming boyfriend. “Eddie…. I’m sorry baby I didn’t know it was you!” You quickly start, trying to apologize the best that you could but it was of no use, he was already pushing you towards the bathroom, a dark look overtaking his face.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!” He shouts at you as you step into the bathroom, pushing you up against the door as he locks it. Your whole face flushes as you try to stutter out a response. “You know exactly what you were doing, don’t you? Don’t play dumb with me doll.” He says. You shake your head ‘no’, pouting up at him and nervously shuffling your feet.

“I swear, I wasn’t trying to do anything sir I was just playing with Chrissy.” You say softly. He slowly reaches up, wrapping his hand around your neck, putting just the right amount of pressure for your knees to feel weak and for your head to start spinning. “You, bent over that pool table, showing off to everyone, and people were looking princess, and I think you wanted them to. Now, I’m gonna have fun making all of those disgusting perverts listen to you scream about who you really belong to.”

He pouts at you as you whine. “Awww, what’s wrong doll, you thought that you could get away with teasing me all night? That’s too bad. Get on your fucking knees.” You’ve never moved faster in your life, seeing Eddie worked up this way was already making you throb and all he’d done was hold your throat. You drop down onto the floor, looking around at how filthy it was but right now you didn’t care. Right now, all you wanted was for him to fuck your throat, and nothing was going to stop you.

Your eyes almost roll into the back of your head as his calloused hand reaches forward and drags your face to his crotch, pressing you up against it. “That’s it baby, you’re gonna put on a show, you can be louder than that music that’s playing I know you can. Let them hear how filthy you are for me.” He says, titling your chin up and making you look at him. “Lemme see that pretty little tongue.” Your mouth drops open, and before you know it his spit is rolling down your throat. “Good fucking girl.” He growls out, slapping your cheek before working on the button and zipper on his pants.

You keep your tongue out for him, looking so pathetic drooling for him on the grimy floor of the bathroom. He loved seeing you this way, his desperate little fuck doll that he could do whatever he wanted to. “Fuck, please.” You moan as he finally takes his cock out, it’s harder than you’ve ever seen it, leaking precum, his balls heavy with the cum that would soon be going down your throat.

Your eyes focus on the piercing that’s through the top of his head, you smirk before leaning forward and teasing it with your tongue. He got it pierced years ago but you still found it incredibly hot, it made you drool every time you saw it. Eddie moans out, watching as you tease his head over and over, swirling your tongue around it and giggling.

“Tastes so good, baby.” You whisper before going back down, sinking yourself down onto him all in one go, gagging slightly as he hits the back of your throat. “Christ!” He says, bucking his hips against your face, fucking himself deeper, you didn’t know how that was possible. You were sure by now there was a line for the bathroom and your friends were wondering where you went, but you didn’t care as Eddie fucked your throat as hard as he could. His filthy praises make you tremble, as you keep your legs apart, feeling your underwear getting soaked more and more as he keeps going.

Suddenly you’re being pulled up and off of him, you gasp as he yanks your head back, looking at you with his lust blown eyes. “Can’t take it anymore baby doll, gonna fuck you, gonna sink my cock into that pretty pussy and let everyone hear you scream, get up against that door and show me your needy holes. Now.” He demanded.

You whimper, his words running right through you as you press your face up against the door. You reach back with both of your hands, spreading yourself for him as he stands behind you working his cock in his fist. He groans, seeing the outline of you through your panties from how wet you are, before taking one of his rough fingers and hooking it in the waistband, pulling them down slowly.

“Always so fucking wet for me doll, bet that guy out there couldn’t make you get wet like this, could he?” Your mind spins as Eddie spanks your pussy, once, twice, before his cock is pushing into you roughly. “O-ohhhhh fuck.” You scream out, if getting someone to check you out was the way to make Eddie fuck your brains out, you were considering doing it a lot more now.

He thrusts a few times, his balls slapping harshly against your clit as you try to hold yourself up against the door. It’s no use, you slowly slip down it until you’re standing bent in half, with Eddie holding you up by your hair, fucking into you as hard as he could. The sound of your breathing and moans fills the room, dirty words slipping past yours and Eddie’s lips like some sort of song. The sound of him losing his mind because of you was one that you’d love forever, you wish you could hear it all the time.

Feeling him tense up behind you, you turn your head back the best you can to look up at him. He looked beautiful, the years had been kind to him, he only had a few wrinkles here and there. His hair had gray coming through but it only made him sexier. Not to mention all of the tattoos he had, your favorite one was right above his cock, ‘lucky you’ it says. He was one smug bastard but he’d earned every right to be.

The feeling of your orgasm inches closer and closer the filthier he gets, muttering something out about how you’re his favorite cock sleeve. You push your ass back against him, begging for him to go deeper, harder you wanted to feel him for days after this. Eddie is never the type to turn down any request you ask of him, you scream in surprise when Eddie pulls out of you, hooking his arms under both of your legs before holding you up with just one of them.

His biceps bulge as he lines himself back up with you before he’s sinking you down onto himself. He turns towards the busted mirror in front of you and makes you watch him. “You love it don’t you baby? Having my cock this deep inside of you. Who’s pussy is this?? Say it loud and proud, I want everyone to know.” He whispers in your ear, biting the lobe harshly. You can barely keep your eyes open, your mind is floating as you hear your own voice screaming out for him. “It’s your pussy- all yours Eddie please!”

“That’s it princess, fuck!” He yells out, giving you no warning as his cock throbs inside of you, causing you to squeeze down around him. Your own orgasm taking over your body. Both of you are breathing heavily as Eddie slowly puts you down. He catches you as your legs buckle, you giggle and he smiles at you. “You know I wasn’t actually trying to make you mad right baby?” You ask, bending over to find your underwear, Eddie wolf whistles behind you and you roll your eyes.

“Oh I know sweetheart, you love me too much, but that guy out there looked like he wanted to eat you alive, I had to show him who you belong to.” He tucks himself back into his boxers, zipping his pants back up and buttoning them. As you shake your head at him. He was adorable, getting jealous enough that he just had to fuck you in a dirty, darkly lit bathroom.

“Cmon big guy, let’s get back out there before Chrissy comes looking for me.” You say, smiling at him and opening the door. You hear Eddie laugh behind you, just as you turn around to ask what’s so funny you see the man that Eddie was talking about standing right in front of the door. His ears red, and face flushed as he looks between the two of you.

After tonight you were certain of one thing, you were going to make Eddie Munson jealous again, but this time it would be on purpose.

this is like my baby, please be nice to me I took so much time writing it haha, hope you enjoyed!

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jwonsite · 5 months

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Just imagine Jungwon edging you for hours out of jealousy because one of his members were flirting with you. Like he’d ram you up for hours, not allowing you to cum until you’re begging him, sobbing your eyes out (which I’m doing rn I’m reading too much smut😭)

this was way longer than i intended for it to be LMAOOO but yeah also sorry this took so long PLS i've been so busy

jungwon x fem!reader

smut! mdni!

oh my gosh he would be so😭😭 we all know that won is such a jealous boy like, he can’t even stand when we look at other idols or have pictures of them in our phones, so i just KNOW if one of the members was flirting w you he would not be able to control himself.

like you were just hanging out with him at the dorms, the boys were all playing video games together or something when jake asked if you want to play for a round. you declined, much rather preferring to stay cuddled up onto your boyfriend, watching as he scrolled on his phone. jake insisted, heeseung joining in, saying how he wants to play with you so he could beat you. you didn’t really know how to play the game, asking jake which buttons did what. jake moved closer to you, pointing to the buttons on the controller as you sat shoulder to shoulder, even taking it as far as putting his hand over yours to help you when the game started. you could feel won’s gaze on you; well not really on you more so on his bandmate that was currently holding your hands on the controller, his face so close to yours that they were almost touching, and that’s when jungwon snapped. he got up from the chair on the side of the room walking over to you and jake, your heads both snapping up to look at him when you hear his loud sigh as he got up.

“alright that’s enough,” he would say, looking at you both with a stern look, “y/n let’s go,” he says as he grabs your arm, pulling you up from the couch, your hand dropping the controller onto the couch as your boyfriend pulled you away and into his room. you could feel the stares of all the boys on you both as you walked away, the room completely silent other than the sound of the video game still running on the tv screen. jungwon pulled you into his room, closing the door and pushing you up against it before smashing his lips onto yours, kissing you messily as his hands groped your ass. your eyes widened at the sudden kiss, but you soon wrapped your arms around his neck, deepening the kiss as you rolled your crotch into his, trying to feel some friction where you needed it most. his hands moved to your waist, grabbing you to stop your movements.

“you think you get to pull a little stunt like that and still get to be all needy for me? thats not the way it works baby, you’re gonna take whatever i give you, okay?” he said while kissing down your neck. you whined, half in protest and half in pleasure but you knew he was going to do whatever he wanted no matter what you said. he moved you both to his bed, kissing down your body before pulling your pants and underwear off in one swift movement. you moaned as he kissed your thighs, wanting him to move to your pussy.

“shh baby, we wouldn’t want any of the boys to hear your pretty moans would we? then again you might like that, knowing they’re hearing how good i’m making you feel in here, knowing that they’re wishing it was them in here between your legs instead of me,” he says before kitty licking your cunt. you put a hand over your mouth trying to muffle your moans, eyes rolling to the back of your head in pleasure. he began sucking and licking your clit suddenly, sticking his tongue inside of you every now and then. the sounds that were coming from his mouth on your pussy were so lewd, the squelching and sucking sounds resonating in his bedroom. your hand moved to tangle in his hair, tugging on it slightly as he continued his ministrations in between your legs.

“fuck wonnie im so close,” you moaned out, pulling on his hair harshly causing him to moan into your pussy, sending you closer to the edge, that was until he abruptly pulled away from you causing you to whine in frustration

“won please, i want to cum,” you cried out as he edged you for the 6th time that night, tears streaming down your face

“aww my pretty girl wants to cum? do you deserve it after letting jake flirt with you? letting him put his hands all over you?”

“yes please wonnie, please,” you cried out again, pushing his head back down to your dripping cunt

he began eating you out again, his grip on your thighs sure to leave a mark. you were finally close again, feeling the knot in your stomach threatening to come undone.

“you were such a good girl for me today baby, come on cum all over my tongue, cum for me baby,” he says sticking two fingers inside of you, pushing you over the edge. you rode out your long awaited orgasm, and then watched as your boyfriend licked up all your juices from your pussy and his fingers, coming up to kiss you after. you could taste yourself on his tongue, and it drove you insane. he laid down next to you, and you moved to lay on his chest, his arm wrapping around your figure

“you know i wasn’t flirting with him, right won,” you said with a slight pout, looking up at him with doe eyes

“i know my love, just couldn’t stand to see him all over you like that. you’re mine,” he said, bringing a hand up to caress your face before capturing your lips in a kiss

“all yours baby” you said, smiling into the kiss before laying back down onto his chest and letting sleep take over you

#heewonenthusiast asks!#enhypen #enhypen smut #jungwon hard thoughts #jungwon smut #enhypen hard hours #enhypen hard thoughts #jungwon x reader #yang jungwon #jungwon #enhypen imagines #enhypen hard headcanons

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byizoyas · 5 months

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DECEMBER 4TH. — streets by doja cat

nsfw | afab!reader | jealous!wrio | smut | car sex

the party you were holding for your birthday was going great, many people seemed to be having fun and despite your boyfriend not being with you yet, you found it quite entertaining.

you spent pretty much your whole night with another man, laughing at his jokes and giggling at his flirting skills.

you had to say, wrio and you never made your relationship official. and if you used to consider him your boyfriend, he wasn’t yet.

perhaps his single text warning you he’d be late was enough to make you think of testing him. after all, you were already pretty annoyed of how careless he could be sometimes and his absence wasn’t helping his case.

only after a few ten minutes more of waiting, did you glance over the counter, and noticed that he had arrived at last. but you ignored the look you two shared and instead of welcoming him, focused back on the guy who was obviously more than interested in you.

his hands found their way to your hair, caressing them softly. ‘you’re beautiful’ he even said, before lowering his touch towards the bottom of your back, sending a few shivers down your spine.

‘come with me.’ wrio said, taking your hand in his. he had just interrupt the moment you were sharing with the other man and you quite liked to see him get so jealous.

he tried to speak softly but his natural leader aura somehow made him feel really strict; as if he was commanding you to follow him.

‘what are you doing ?’ you finally managed to ask him when the two of you got inside his car, isolated from the rest of the guests, and all alone together.

‘mh?’ you insisted before feeling his lips on yours, stealing you a kiss, but despite being interrupted twice you didn’t mind it.

his lips were soft, his tongue caressing yours felt warm and hot, genuinely arousing you.

‘wrio…’ you moaned between two kisses, when his head buried into your neck, planting several kisses and licking your skin.

‘stop okay ! talk to me. what‘s gotten into you?’ you asked, pushing his head away from your body.

his staring was so intense, you felt your cheeks burning. ‘i want you.‘ he whispered and a smirk slowly formed on your glossy lips.

‘you want me huh ? and do i want you ?’ you teased him, you loved to do that and he found it quite cute how you tried to hide your desire but somehow failed.

he smiled. ‘i know you do.’ he opened his shirt, showing off his muscles. the scars on his chest made him even hotter and how you wished to kiss every single scar on his body, as you knew he loved it.

wrio never said it but he actually liked pretty much everything as long as you were the one doing it. and right now he expected you to touch him.

‘so ? what do you say ?’ he said as he unzipped his pants, freeing his hard cock from his underwear.

‘you’re so fucking annoying.’ you grumbled, pushing him back on his seat, slowly moving to sit on his lap. ‘no more teasing. fuck me.’ you commanded him, taking off your dress to be more comfortable to move.

‘as you wish’

a loud moan escaped your mouth when he first thrusted into your tight pussy. ‘mhh wrio~~ let me lead please’

to that he simply put his hands on your waist, guiding your moves, following your rhythm as you bounced up and down his cock.

wrio kissed your hand softly, contradicting with the obscene way he was fucking you. ‘keep moving love, use me like your toy’ he whispered, his voice making you go insane.

‘mhh call me a good girl wrio’ you almost begged for him to call you that way, but he decided not to fulfill your request.

‘good girls don’t fuck in a dirty car, love’ wriothesley pulled your hair, messing up your hairstyle but you couldn’t care less when he made you feel so good ‘you’re a fucking whore, aren’t you ?’

you couldn’t say whether his words were the reasons or if it was just the overall intimate atmosphere surrounding you but you were so close to come that you subconsciously sped up your pace.

you kept on fucking yourself on his thick cock, buried deep into you. the air was filled with the scent of sexual energy, and the only noises that could be heard were your moans mixed to the lewd sound of his balls clapping against your ass.

you were so focused on the moment you didn’t notice the playful smirk wrio wore. little did you know he was actually staring right into the eyes of the man who was trying to seduce you earlier.

and he was showing off, because you were so desperate for his cock while he, was standing alone in the dark, only able to look at you being fucked so hard by another man.

#byizoyas.#wriothesley #wriothesley x y/n #wriothesley x reader #wriothesley smut #wriothesley scenarios #genshin x reader #genshin x y/n #genshin x you #genshin smut

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stairain · 1 year

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Captive to Crosswords.

Spencer’s got you tied to a chair, but he’s more interested in finishing his crossword puzzle than finishing you.

Warnings: Dom Spencer, mean-ish Spencer, vibrator, ropes, multiple orgasms, begging, nicknames.

WC: 2.2K

Torture, that's what it was. Spencer had you bound to a chair in his bedroom with your favorite vibrator tied right up against your trembling body. And there he was, leisurely sat in a comfy armchair across the room from you. You looked at him with pleading eyes, but he was far more interested in the crossword puzzle the newspaper offered in front of him.

"S-Spence, please.."

Your boyfriend spared only a single glance at you, then he continued to look at the crossword. He looks as though he does not even hear you.

You huff in protest as you watch him raise his mug to his mouth to take a sip of coffee, as he pretended you didn't even exist. You were squirming in the ropes he had tied you with, and the insistent buzzing of the toy against your weeping cunt and sensitive clit was doing nothing to help you calm down. Your eyes were silently begging for him to look at you, and do something, anything, to you.

Spencer sets down his mug of coffee, looking at you with disapproving eyes as he picks up a pen from the table next to him. As he looks back at the paper, his tone is low and scolding.

"You need to learn patience, babe."

You shake your head and throw it back against the chair with a cry.

"S-Sir.. please. I-I'm sorry.”

You knew you had been bad, he was working on a file and you were getting far too needy for him, and couldn't wait five minutes for him to finish. Now, this was your punishment.

He doesn’t crack under your pleads like he usually does, instead, he just gives you a stern look, then puts on the cold, unforgiving face of authority.

"I told you to be patient, and I mean it. Now stop struggling. You are being punished. Think of this as training, and your patience will improve for the future, okay?"

Curse how absolutely beautiful he always sounded, even when he was scolding and punishing you like this, it almost made it difficult for you to be upset at him. With a nod, you let out a squeak of a moan at the vibrations on the toy suddenly picking up, and your eyes roll into their sockets at the feeling.

You try to close your legs to try and find some relief from the stimulation, but it proves ineffective quite quickly. He’s got your ankles bound to the legs of the chair, and your arms tied behind your back.

So here you are, all spread out for him, and he’s not even looking at you. You felt vulnerable, and used, for someone who looked like they’d rather be somewhere else. He looked like he was simply doing a job that he’d prefer doing anything else over.

The man looks up, takes another sip of coffee, and gives you an uninterested look. There are no warm feelings from that gaze; rather, it is as though you are an object to him. He is treating you as a thing to be controlled, an inferior to be ruled over and dominated.

He looks at you with pure authority, with the face and words of an owner speaking to his pet and punishing them for misbehaving. He lets out a brief, cold laugh at the reaction he causes in you.

“Could you keep it down? Trying to focus.”

Is all he grants you, and it makes you want to scream. Being tied up was punishment enough, but to be deprived of the way he always took such good care of you and treated you like a princess, was another step too far.

Your mouth goes dry as you swallow back a moan, wanting to be good for him in hopes he’d reward you for good behavior. The hum of the vibrator and the rustling of his newspaper were the only audible noises, just the way he wanted it.

He notices the way your body reacts to his lack of anything, and smirks. He’s pleased to see you squirming, pleading, and in need of something you surely won’t be getting anytime soon. He enjoys the power he has over you, and decides to push it a little farther.

Spencer readjusts the newspaper in his hands and looks past the paper to glance at you, having to hide the smirk that threatens to creep onto his face when he sees your eyes squeezed shut and your lip being bit into oblivion in an attempt to be quiet.

“What’s a six letter word for ‘the hole on a shoe in which laces are threaded through’? You know that one, baby?”

He nonchalantly asked you, before looking back at the puzzle and lifting his mug to his lips. You know better than to actually answer him, he’s just teasing you, because he knows good and well if you tried to speak now, nothing but a broken moan would come out.

Your boyfriend takes a small sip of his sweet coffee, and after a few beats, he makes a noise of realization and sets down the cup to pick up his pen again.

“Ah, the eyelet.. Good job, babe..”

The cocky and condescending tone in his voice made you want to break free from your binds and punch him, but after a few rolls of your wrists, you knew you were stuck for good. You pouted and grinded shallowly against the toy between your thighs. You could feel how sticky your thighs were, and you could feel the damp arousal pooling underneath you. The feeling of your slick against the wood and your bare skin made you cringe in disgust.

"S-Sir... Please, I'll do anything- fuck.. please just touch me. I'm sorry.."

You all but cried and begged for mercy, trying to appeal to anything inside of him that you knew had a soft spot for you. Tears threatened to fall from your eyes and you attempted to free yourself.

“Well, baby.. I don’t think you deserve it.”

Was all he said, putting it as simply as he saw it. When pen met paper, that was all that mattered to him in that moment.

Spencer ignored, or at least tried to ignore, the frantic buzzing that rang through the room. He knew if he thought about it for too long, about how it was pressed right up against that soaked pussy of yours, pressing so deliciously into that sensitive little bundle he always loved sucking on, he’d go crazy and break his act all too soon.

"Please, sir.. What do you want me to do? I'll do it, I promise.. I know you want to touch me, so please.."

Your bare body shook in the plush ropes as it dug into your skin, and hot tears fell down your cheeks and dripped onto your chest.

His hazel eyes meet your teary ones, and continues to look at you with that disappointed, uninterested look that shows no signs of softening. He pauses for a moment, his gaze remaining fixed on your teary face, before finally speaking again.

"That would be rewarding your disobedience."

You sink into yourself. That was not the answer you were hoping for.

“And best said by Mark Steyn, ‘The most basic of conservative principles, is that if you reward bad behavior, you get more of it.’”

You wanted so badly to roll your eyes, and you could’ve, it wasn’t like he was looking at you anyways to reprimand you for it. But you don’t have time to linger on the thought any longer, because the pestering vibrations against you suddenly increase in speed, and your mouth drops open in a cry of pleasure.

Spencer looks at your mouth as it drops open, and there’s an enjoyment there in his eyes. In spite of his appearance of coldness and stern authority, there’s a sick enjoyment in him as you squirm, and that look of amusement gets even darker when he hears your cries.

He sighs deeply at the sound, as if he is struggling to control himself, and even through his crossed legs, you can tell his pants are getting tighter by the minute. You wish it was his thick cock between your thighs, not this stupid toy.

You can feel your orgasm rapidly approaching, and it makes you a blubbering mess as you try to tell him. You didn’t want the vibrator to make you cum, you wanted it to be him. You wanted nothing more than to have him buried so deep inside of you, you wouldn’t know where his body began and yours ended.

“Cry all you want, my love. You’re not getting what you want just because you’re pouting.”

The mug on the table was lifted in his fingers, and god did you want them stuffed inside your drenched hole right about now. He’d pump them in and out of you so roughly you’d wonder how the skin of your pussy wasn’t entirely rubbed raw, and just imagining the wet noises you’d make every time he spread around the desperate arousal that was leaking out of you made you clench around nothing.

He lowered the cup back down and ruffled the papers in his hand, biting his lip in concentration.

“Maybe when I finish this..”

The truth was, he finished the puzzle over five minutes ago, he was just distracting himself with it in an attempt to keep himself from ripping your sweat slicked body out of those ropes and absolutely ruining you.

But just hearing that he’d maybe spare you from being here for hours—with your body soaked with sweat, tears, and your own release—made you moan with excitement.

“Y-Yes.. Yes sir, please.. I promise I’ll be good for you.. So good..”

You threw your head back and desperately tried to squeeze your legs shut as your orgasm wracked through your shaking frame, you cant your hips forward to shove your clit even closer to the toy, despite how sensitive you were. The feeling made your body spasm, and your thighs quiver with need.

“F-Fu— Oh my g-”

As your body shakes and your cunt contracts around air, you can feel yourself gushing out around the toy, and under your ass and thighs.

A sick smile crept onto his face from behind the paper simply hearing how you couldn’t even form full sentences. He wanted nothing more than to rip the paper to shreds and look at you, but you needed to learn your lesson, but, if anything, this was more of a punishment to him, than to you.

He loved taking care of you, treating you like royalty, and bringing you to release as many times as you wanted, but now, he had a job to carry out.

After he heard the effects of your orgasm subside, he lowered the paper in his lap with an unamused look on his face, and with blissed out eyes and spit slicked lips, your gaze met his.

It took everything in him to not let his eyes wander to your flooded hole, because he knows he’d most definitely cum in his pants if he just saw the puddle that had formed underneath you. He wouldn’t be able to resist going over to you and licking you clean, and show you how much better of a job he can do than that toy.

So instead, he purses his lips and sighs.

“You done?”

Panic filled your senses at his dry tone and cold stare, you really thought you had him. The buzzing against you doesn’t stop, and it only adds to the dread that's taken over you now. Behind you, you try your hardest to break free from the ties, but you know it’s hopeless.

You look up at him with teary eyes and stained cheeks, and feel the overstimulation already setting in. With a whimper, your neck cranes back towards the ceiling, begging for whatever force around the two of you to convince him to let you go and take care of you the way you needed.

But he was right, rewarding your disobedience would do nothing but reinforce your bad behavior. There were plenty of other ways though, to punish you. You had been hoping he’d throw you over his lap and spank you until the color of the bruises became your new skin tone, but that’d be wishful thinking.

Now, you could only tremble in anticipation and fear as he dropped the newspaper on the armchair, and stood up, picking up his coffee cup and leaving the room.

“S-Sir..”

Was all you were able to cry out. You tried moving your body away from the vibrator, to no avail. The stimulation was getting too much, and you weren’t sure how much more of it you could take.

His plan was quite simple, have that pathetic little toy bring you to the edge another 4 times, then fuck you until you’re nothing but a ragdoll for his personal pleasure. By that point, you’d have been sobbing, desperately clawing at his back and begging that you can’t possibly give him another, but he knew you, and you’d do anything for him.

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lonelystarrs · 11 months

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𝐔𝐡, 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭…?

FemReader x Nagi Seishiro

Seishiro just really, really missed you. ♡

Warnings: 18+ MDNI • smut • 🌶️ • fluff • both mid twenties & live together • established relationship • it happens, just love them when they do •

Reposting for better luck this time. My visibility settings were somehow altered on here! grrr.

He was sweaty, hot and bothered a combination of things that Nagi usually disliked, but there was a way he found it tolerable — it was still a pain and what made it acceptable was you. Specifically your hands skimming under his hoodie to help him rid of it, his lips leaving yours for a mere moment as you pulled it over his head before meeting again with the perfect amount of messy, tongues meeting in a wet kiss that left spit covering your lips.

He had only just made it through the door, duffle bag lazily thrown by the entrance and kicking his shoes off. Walking through until he found you in the kitchen, shocked to see him a day earlier than he said he’d be back. His t-shirt looking huge on you, long, toned legs disappearing under it to the treasure he knew.

He did briefly think those fluffy bed socks stopping half way up your calves were cute though, little panda faces on your feet. They were soon wrapped around his waist as you ran at him, jumping into his arms.

That was all a few strides ago, by now you were back on your feet getting walked backwards, stripping the genius on your way to the bedroom.

“I -ah- I missed you pretty.”

You nodded as he tried to talk against your mouth, you failing to answer because you were desperate to get his jeans off, pulling at his belt and buttons.

Nagi let his trousers fall and he stepped out of them as he pushed you towards the bed. It was a blur how he ended up under you with his only his bloody socks left on, cock rock hard against his stomach, pre leaking from the slit and covering his thick head, drooling into the lines of his six pack.

He was so wet for you and his cock was flexing by its on against his abdomen just watching you pull his top over your head. Slatey, brown eyes watching your bare tits bounce, finally confirming you were just walking around without him here in nothing but pretty panties under his t-shirt.

“Ah - s’not fair, you walk around like this when m’not here?”

Seishiro had been away for three weeks, having nothing but your voice over the phone for calls, those steamy videos that made him switch off his games to put his headphones in and fuck his fists to you, yeah fists, his dick was plenty long enough to get both hands around.

He could easily get off to just the sounds you made, closing his eyes and letting that honey voice call and beg for him.

It was a bother how much he thought about you, but he couldn’t help it. You were so pretty, so sweet to him and so fucking insatiable. Nagi never thought about sex much until he met you —it sounded like hassle. Hot, sweaty and using energy he’d rather not use. Most the times he’d just ignore his hard ons because the sticky mess was bothersome.

Not now though, not when he knew how warm and wet your pussy was, swallowing his long dick and cock warming him, letting him cum in you to save him the hassle of cleaning it up.

Instead he got to watch it leak from that swollen pussy hole or dribble down your thighs in a hot breathy mess, or even cum down your throat and you’d open wide to let him see traces of it coating your tongue.

n’suddenly sex wasn’t such a bother to think about or do.

It’s all he thought about the last few days, when you’d sent him a video of just that, his cum leaving you. Sneakily you’d recorded it from one of your previous sessions with him. Your poor hole swollen from one of his feral moods, he’d cum twice in you and it was drooling out, pussy clenching around nothing after his dick had been bullying into it. Then your finger came down, collecting it to roll over your clit coaxing yourself to cum again and push the rest out.

He remembered that morning well enough, because he left a nasty bite on your inner thigh that he could see in the video, but you’d recorded that special treat whilst he’d gone to shower alone.

Because he was late for practice… again.

Such a sly, pretty thing and you were all his.

He’d spent so long in the bathroom whilst away fucking into his fist to that video, so long that Reo ended up knocking to see if he was ok.

He’d to see cum multiple times over it, his cock almost sore, fingers sticky with thick cum and using it to cum again and again. His heart racing, breathing laboured because he was putting himself through hell because he couldn’t stop fisting his cock over it.

His little dazed state was shook from him as your hand wrapped around his dick just under the head to align it with your hole, Nagi could feel you drooling slick down it already and he moaned when you rotated your hips around him. He was so sensitive already, cock flexing in your hand and against your cunt. His hands flew to your thighs and gripped, eyes widening because he felt like he was about to bust.

“W-Wait pretty hang on, I-“

Too late.

The moment you sank down onto his cock, burying it to the hilt, taking him too well without prep because you were so far gone and oh god how he heard you moan was enough…

Nagi’s head rolled back his eyes following into his sockets as they closed, his mouth hanging ajar as drool left the corner of his lips, his toes curling against the mattress as he bent his legs up, hips lifting off the bed causing you to fall forward onto him.

“Ngh- shit! M’cu-hah.”

You dunno what the hell he just tried saying but your jaw fell slack watching Nagi’s cum face that you knew too well. Pink dusting over his cheeks, his cock flexing in you as he came hard, his body stuttered under you, little convulses through his stomach and you tightened around him, warm walls hugging and swallowing his dick, cum filling you as he unloaded his balls.

“S-Sei? Did you just…”

“Ah-“ the heavy exhale left him, little pants in his breathing pattern as his hips fell back to the bed. Heat crawled up his neck and settled on his cheeks as you watched them burning.

Never in your life did you think you’d see the day Nagi Seishiro blush like that.

“-I came,”

He pouted, eyes looking down to where you were joined and he could see his cum already leaking past his dick buried in you as a plug.

“What a hassle. S’no fair, pretty, that video I-“

“Holy shit, Sei -fuck that was so hot.”

“You- huh?”

You leaned forward, body pressing flush against his, arms cradling his head and burying fingers into his white hair that was always so ridiculously soft, all whilst cock warming him. Your lips grazed his before pressing loving kisses on his face, settling on an Eskimo kiss as he looked up at you with one eye squinting closed, the other half open from your kiss assault.

God he was adorable.

“I missed you too, Sei~”

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princessbrunette · 7 months

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kinktober : oct 8th

modern!anakin x choking

this is so bad i hate it

the first time you’d asked anakin to choke you, he said no.

well, not specifically. you were on your back, laid out bare for him with his body slot between your legs, hips rolling languidly against yours as he slowly massages his tongue over your own. it was so intimate, unable to stop the whimpers and whines from leaving you with his open mouth pressed to yours. you’d pulled away to moan, but missing your mouth he’d gently tugged your face back to him with a hand on your jaw.

you liked how that felt.

his big strong hand clasping you like that, the threat of roughness behind a tender moment, the casual dominance. you pictured his hand travelling that little bit lower and squeezing your neck the same way, and you clenched around him hard.

“you feeling good baby?” he coo’s, feeling you flutter around him. shakily, your own hand comes up— resting over his much larger one. through your own pleasured haze, you apply some pressure and drag his grip down so he’s lightly holding your neck.

“please choke me.”

you look so fucking good, and god does he want to — wants to grip you by the neck and use you for leverage to fuck, saying all kinds of nasty shit, and yet… he worries. anakin is an overthinker— and his worst fear is hurting you. with the potential of this happening presenting himself, he moves his hand away, replacing the touch with his lips instead.

“you telling me what to do?” he teases, and leaves it at that.

the two of you finish up, and he spends the next half an hour comforting you — the post orgasm haze making you feel a little more fragile and embarrassed.

“i’m sorry.” you offer meekly into his shoulder as he cradles you on the bed. “i shouldn’t have put you on the spot.”

“baby,” he sighs, pulling your face away to hold it in his hands. he looks at you like you hung the moon and stars yourself and you just feel… bad for even making a deal out of it in the first place. “i don’t want you to feel like you can’t ask for what you want. wanna make you feel good, yeah? it just caught me… off guard. and i don’t really know what i’m doing.” he chuckles, a comforting hand smoothing along your spine. “don’t wanna hurt you.” it comes out muffled into your cheek as he places a kiss there.

that’s the last time it gets brought up.

but one thing about anakin, is that he’s attentive. obsessed with detail and competing with himself, always wanting to be performing the best that he can be. whether it’s at the gym, or work — he has to be constantly pushing himself to be the best he’s capable of, and this extends to the bedroom. if there was something that could be making you feel even better, you bet your ass he was all over it.

after some extensive research on how to correctly choke someone without killing them, he pockets the knowledge and waits for the opportunity to arrive— and soon, it’s presents itself in the form of a particularly rough session, after you’d begged him to fuck you hard and deep because you needed what you referred to as a ‘factory reset’ after a hard week.

so there, you found on yourself flat on your stomach with your boyfriend mounting you, clutching a pillow like it’s your life line. the white material was stained from your mascara, anakin fucking you so deep that all you could do was sob and take it.

“just needed me to empty that pretty little head, hm?” he hums in your ear, hot breath warming the side of your face. his words make you clench hard, and you drop your face into the sheets to muffle your mewls.

from instinct, anakin lifts your head off the sheet to make sure you’re breathing and getting all your pretty noises out loud and clear— he does this by holding you by the neck. once holding you there, he gently squeezes the sides, testing the waters.

you let out a sound so heavenly, he has no choice but to do it again.

“hows that, hm? you tap me twice if you don’t like it, yeah?”

“mhm, okay ani!”

you clamp down, feeling a little lightheaded and completely at his mercy — this alone, had you spiralling towards your orgasm. you lightly hold onto his tattooed forearm, almost in disbelief that he was finally giving you what you craved.

“just needed to get choked out by your big strong boyfriend huh? poor baby, so messed up.” he grins ear to ear, watching you come undone all over his cock.

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fox-wisp · 7 months

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The Breakup

just something i wrote out of boredom, and i was thinking of making this maybe something bigger, just dunno which character i wanna use yet outta the ones i listed below

Warnings: vague drabble lolol, break up, possessive/yandere like behavior, slight bit of violence but like not really but like yeah don't let nobody do this to you irl punch them babe

“You leavin’ me?”

His voice made you almost jump out of your skin. Every fiber of your being was begging you not to look back, but you knew that you had to. You had to get this over with or you’d never be able to do this.

Despite everything, it was still a delectable sight to see him leaning against the frame of your shared bedroom door, arms crossed while he gave you an almost bored expression, obviously not impressed with the sight of you surrounded by open suitcases, your belongings haphazardly thrown into them. “Well?” He pressed you to answer him, head tilting the slightest bit.

You’d practiced a million times how to do this. How to break up with him, how to end things peacefully. Yet here in this moment your mouth felt dry and you couldn’t find yourself to muster up the courage to explain just how you’d decided to take the cowardly way out and try to escape from this relationship while he was gone. You couldn’t answer him, but you couldn’t look away either. The sight of him always put you in trance, it was a big reason as to why you tried to do this while he was gone. Something in your expression elicited a laugh from him, it almost sounded cruel, but you knew better. He was hurt. “You know what? Don’t answer that, ‘s pretty obvious anyways.”

You couldn’t help but flinch when he started taking slow steps towards you, orbs fixated on yours as if he was trying to look into the depths of your soul. “I didn’t wanna hurt you…” Your voice was only a whisper, but he could hear you. He always heard you. You closed your eyes in anticipation, waiting for the inevitable blow up. Instead you were surprised by fingers gripping your cheeks harshly. Your eyes snapped open to meet his and the intensity of his gaze sent shivers down your spine. He looked amused, but his anger was evident in his tight, unyielding grip on your face.

“Don’t wanna hurt me?” He repeated your words mockingly, chuckling. “Too late for that, but it’s okay babe. You can have your space. I understand.” His words were condescending as he leaned closer and his grip on you tightened. You couldn’t help the whine that escaped your lips due to the pain in your cheeks. It was ignored. “But if I catch you with another man I’m gonna make your life a living hell.”

Your heart dropped to your stomach at his words. “W-what?” You were able to stutter out despite him making it harder.

He ignored you, opting to push you onto the bed on top of the clothes you’d been in the process of packing. “I suggest you hurry up before I change my mind.” Were his parting words as he calmly turned on his heel and left the room. A loud slam followed, he’d shut the front door so hard it shook the house. You couldn’t help but peer out the window to watch him get into his car and pull out of the driveway recklessly, no doubt leaving to find a way to release the anger that you’d stirred within him.

You should’ve been quicker. Now that he knew, he was going to be well prepared to never let you go.

– eren jaeger, levi ackerman, satoru gojo, suguru geto, toji fushiguro, mikey (manjiro sano), shuji hanma, tetta kisaki, tengen usui, sanemi shinazugawa, douma

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highonmarvel · 9 months

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Ribs (II)

Bucky Barnes: Mob!Bucky has you. 18+ only.

Part I: Ribs

content warnings here!

You have limited mobility in your left arm without having sharp pain shoot across your shoulder and, of course, damaged knee caps—Dr Banner replaced the shattered one, luckily your right knee only had flesh wounds, no damaged cartilage; you still needed a cane to walk, but three months later you could at least walk without the help of another person. Theee months.

How you had survived was more a curse than a blessing, you wished you’d just died on the spot.

Bucky hadn’t hurt you since, and if you didn’t know better, you might have assume he felt genuine remorse and guilt over his actions. He’d dragged you to the car and you assumed sedated you, because you next woke up in a hospital bed. He wasn’t even there when you opened your eyes. After everything he couldn’t even be bothered to fucking show up.

Dr Banner you wanted to believe was a good man who had just got caught up with Bucky’s line of work—you remember vaguely hearing Banner “owed him” and he was now his personal medic, patching him and his men up when things went awry. He had a sad look in his face when he noticed you gaining consciousness; he didn’t speak, you (physically) couldn’t, neither of you had to—he could sense the disappointment in you, that he was going to help cover up such a violent assault, so violent you couldn’t imagine Bucky had ever tortured one of his enemies this way—maybe he fucked them up, and fucked them up bad, but raping someone was beyond.

It took a few days for you to be able to be able to speak coherently and sit up on your own after initially waking up—not once did Bucky visit.

But Steve did.

Bucky was extremely strict with you not getting involved in his business, not talking to any men, including his own. You had seen Steve a few times, spent a little time with him as you waited for Bucky to wrap something up, and gathered he was Bucky’s right hand man, but you’d never really spoken to him, and you got the sense he was under strict orders not to speak to you.

His visits were short and from afar, but you caught him watching through the window a few times with the most somber expression: he knew this had gone too far.

One night, Dr Banner had left, the nurse slipped out for the second, and you caught Steve through the window, mouthed the words “Help me.”

His eyes widened, he looked down both sides of the corridor and you were sure he was going to rush in and do something, get you out, or even just speak to you, if not for encouragement at least some form of brief conversation outside of basic health questions with Dr Banner would have done—he could even have yelled at you, you just felt like you needed to speak to someone—but he didn’t; he shook his head and left.

Three weeks later you could go back “home,” they said—Bucky’s penthouse wasn’t home. It wasn’t a hospital you were in, it was one of Banner’s labs with a few hospital beds, the drive to the penthouse was less than ten minutes. Bucky hadn’t visited. You had expected to see him in the car, but when you were put in, it was a blond instead.

The door shut, the car started rolling, and Steve didn’t look at you.

“Steve,” you breathed, though you couldn’t reach towards him with your arm in a sling, “Please help me.”

He stared straight ahead, but you saw him gulp; you knew he was opposed to this, opposed enough to go against Bucky? You couldn’t even beg, plead for him to help, you were still a little fucked out on pain killers, but you had noted that day you could get him to help, even in just the slightest way. You could.

Steve pushed you in on a wheelchair, and when the elevator opened to reveal the lavish foyer, Bucky stood with a glass of scotch in hand and a small smile, a soft look in his blue eyes you never thought you’d see again.

He crouched down, eye level with you, “I’ll never hurt you again. Never.” And you had heard that before, you knew better than to believe him, but you just wanted this to be over, you forced yourself to believe him as tears spilt from his eyes, just enough to get through hell.

Even through the drugs, you could feel your ribs sting.

Three months now, and you went down for a glass of water in the middle of the night, not that you needed it, but you needed to get out of the bed you shared with a devil. He stirred, asked where you were going, he knew you had a glass right next to you, but you told him you just needed to stretch your legs more than anything, but only to the kitchen. To your surprise, he didn’t protest.

You hobbled down the stairs, cursing the winding steps as you made your way down, slowly.

Upon entering the kitchen,

“Steve.”

You say as you spot him leaning against the counter.

“You need to leave.”

Tears spring to your eyes. You knew it; you knew there was good in him; you knew he could do it.

You nod furiously as you take a step towards him.

There’s a sound, a loud sound, and a hole in Steve’s head, red seeping from his forehead, down his face, blank blue eyes staring back at you.

You can’t even scream, there’s a hand on your mouth instantly. Now you shake your head, struggling to breathe under the force of a palm pressed against your lips, heavily breathing through your nose, tears streaming down your face with such speed you’re momentarily worried you’ll run dry, dehydrated yourself and collapse on the kitchen floor.

Maybe this time he’ll kill you.

A knee connects with the back of your bad one and you fall forward onto your hands and knees, that splintering pain shooting through your legs again. You drop onto your stomach with a cry, reaching shaky hands down to hold your knees.

“I’m sorry,” Bucky coos as he crouches. He runs a hand down your cheek which you can’t even slap away, your own holding your legs as you breathe so shakily and heavily you’re near hyperventilating, body trembling.

“That wasn’t to hurt you, I just needed to get you down, okay? I didn’t hurt you, see?” he tries, tone gentle and assuring.

You manage to stretch your neck back to look up the room. You hadn’t even heard Steve’s body hit the ground, but there it lays, blue eyes once full of emotion devoid of it, and still staring back at you. Blood pools around him, staining the pristine white of the ostentatious kitchen.

Bucky places a hand on the back of your neck, bends your head forward to face him again.

“I don’t want to do this again,” he murmurs, eyes welling with tears, “I don’t want to hurt you again, but you can’t leave me, angel, you know that; it hurts both of us, and everyone around, see? Steve’s dead, my best friend, because of you; you killed my best friend.”

You don’t have the will to fight anymore; you’re broken, physically and mentally. You want to just nod, and you want to apologise, but you can’t through silent screams leaving your throat as you try to calm yourself from the hot, unbearable pain in your knees.

“And I still love you. I know you’re confused, but you love me too. Doll, you can do anything to me; scream, kick, try to kill me, if that’s what you want… but don’t ever leave me.”

His voice goes dark as he emphasises those last few words, so dangerously low you’re worried you’ll slip into that tone and keep falling in, and those words, more so the way he said them, will haunt you forever.

“That’s the one thing: don’t leave. I know it’s been difficult, but look at you still standing. Everything can be fine, you just have to stay. I can change, just don’t leave. I love you.”

It’s not love, nowhere near close, and you wish he’d never used that word and that he’d never use it again, it’s some fucked up need to possess, keep and own, to have and to hold, as an object, it’s like he just wants a doll—maybe that’s why he calls you that.

He places his gun aside, deliberately away from you, you can tell, and sits cross-legged next to you. His fingertips lightly graze your left shoulder. You wince through your other frantic efforts to adjust to your much more prominent pain, and he snatches his hand away, like you’re hot to the touch. Slowly, he brings his fingertips back, and though you jerk slightly, he doesn’t pull away. Calloused fingers graze where your shoulder had been popped out of place, and so gently he does it for a moment you forget he’s the one that caused it.

He presses down harder, and you cry out.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he whispers, over and over like a prayer. You look up at him and see that sinister glint in his eyes, that thing that possesses him, that look you know better than well, that look engraved into your mind, so deep it’s an integral part of you, at this point.

That sadistic glint. He will never change; he can’t change. And you can’t escape.

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jhugas · 9 months

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‘Of Course Baby.’- Jung Hoseok

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Genre: Drabble, smut, fluff at the end♡

Pairing: military! Hoseok X Reader

Summary: You needed him one last time before he left again..

Word count: ~1,2k

Warnings/tags: Buffed!Hoseok, military!Hoseok, big dick lol, kissing over his boxers, oral (m receiving), making out, cums in her mouth, unprotected sex, he cums twice, cunt penetration, stand up sex (he carries her), rough sex, creampie, clothed sex.

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‘Don’t go babe~’ you tell him as he’s ready to leave the apartment early.

‘I have to, next time we’ll see each other we’ll spend another amazing week, alright?’ He said trying to comfort you.

He was leaving for the military again and was already wearing his uniform.

And though you had enough time this whole week to do as you pleased together, you wanted more, just one last thing.

‘Please baby…’ you whisper with a pout while locking eyes with him.

He then gets closer to you and whispers back ‘What do you want?’.

‘You know what I want…’ you answer him, meanwhile your hands start caressing his buffed chest, fingers going over his covered nipples before going straight to the point and holding his bulge entirely in your hands, squeezing it.

His leg twitches at the sudden touch but he doesn’t reject it, instead, he puts his hands over yours that’s on his crotch, and asks you one more time ‘Are you sure?’.

You nod immediately, and he starts moving his hand with yours on his cock on the side of his pants.

You can feel his cock getting harder and harder as you hear his breath becoming irregular.

Your lips then reach out for his, connecting each other like a puzzle and sucking his bottom lips, nibbling on it before his tongue starts playing with you.

Now that you were both making out and things were getting really heated.

You decided to unbutton his pants, pulling them down just enough to see his cock entirely in his Calvin Klein boxers.

You pull your lips away from his, then get down on your knees and get close to his boner. And to make it better for him, you try to arch your back as much as possible to make your ass more visible for him.

Indeed, when you looked up to him after, you got to see him looking at you with his siren eyes and a smirk, admiring your face and position from his point of view.

You couldn’t lose any more time.

You start kissing lightly his thigh before reaching his boxers and kissing his crotch, then finally, kissing his length over the tissue.

You place a few wet kisses from the top to his bottom and once you reached his tip, immediately wrapped your lips around it, making sure your spit passes through the tissue as you suck it like a lollipop.

You can hear Hoseok moaning, and you moan back with his tip in between your lips, making him feel vibrations.

But he needed more… he pulled you away then got his dick out of his boxers before pulling you back in harshly, his tip hitting the back of your throat.

He has his hands on your head, holding your hair as he pushes himself in and out your mouth recklessly, because nothing turned him more on than your gagging and wet sounds coming from your mouth, or pussy.

He feels himself already hitting his high as you suck him off like a pro, and indeed, a minute later he found himself pushing himself as deep as possible as he releases his cum down your throat.

Afterwards, he pulled out and took your hand, then carried you to get you up. He kissed your lips, as you tried to stand up correctly while your pussy was making wet sounds.

And when Hoseok heard your pussy begging for his thick cock, he knew he had to please you.

‘Fuck me please… I need you inside…’ you said with the strength you had left, and he answered without any doubt ‘Of course baby.’. But since there wasn’t any place to lay down, he thought he’d just do something he always wanted to try, have sex with you, standing up.

First, he took off your pants and panties with his strong hand, then he picked you up by your ass, making your legs wrap around him as his cock was fit and ready to penetrate you.

‘Can you really do this?’ You ask him, scared that he wouldn’t be able to pull this position the entire time.

‘Of course I can.’ He answered with confidence. Indeed, you could feel his strength in his arms, he could probably do this all day actually.

He quickly spits on his hand and spreads it on his hard cock, before finally getting you lower and pushing his tip into your wet cunt, making you feel him entirely and each inch of him.

You moaned deeply when he entered you, and then he started pounding in you, already finding your sweet spot and making you see stars around you.

There was something incredibly hot about him being able to carry you, make you jump up and down on his dick while he was standing up. Clapping sounds and loud moans were resonating around the room.

He was someone that always encouraged you to be as loud as needed, he always made sure you were confident about your body and moans and always empowered them.

‘You look so good baby.’ ‘Louder. Your moans are so hot…’ ‘I wish I could picture your pretty ass right now.’

Are the sentences that he said all of the time.

Meanwhile, he kept on making you feel so full and secured, his strong arms making sure you don’t fall off while he hits your sweet spot continuously, making your orgasm come fast to you.

‘I’m gonna- I’m gonna cum.’ You warned with a breathy voice.

‘Me too, I’m close.’ He answered.

Your legs started shaking around him, being completely vulnerable and putting your whole weight on him as he kept on carrying you easily.

Then you arched your back as he leaned back and pushed himself the deepest possible in you. Meanwhile, he kept a hand on your ass to keep you close and secured, and used his other to cup your face and make you look at him.

You scream of pleasure and once you felt his cum releasing in a rush inside you, you released yours, making both of your juices mix up in your one spot.

You kept eye contact the whole time, but once you came down from your high, you felt so exhausted your eyes closed alone.

He finally pulled out, and tried to make you stand up but it’s impossible for you in this state, so instead, he picked you back up, brought you to your bed and kissed you softly.

‘I’m sorry I can’t properly give you an aftercare or cuddle with you, but you know I’d love to. I have to go now… I’ll text you a lot, goodbye love.’

He said before kissing your forehead, then leaving silently.

When you woke up, you went to the kitchen and saw a paper on the table;

‘I love you♡ rest well and keep pictures of me close to you. I’ll be thinking of you and looking at your pictures before going to sleep every night, as always. I’ll be back soon. - yours (aka future husband)♡’

Thank you for reading! Likes, reblogs and comments are really really appreciated🫶🏻

Masterlist :)

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smiley-babe · 1 year

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Best Dealer on Campus

warnings: drug use, mutual pining, unprotected sex, slight dubcon (sex while on drugs), aftercare, praise, squirting, overstimulation, fingering, (Megumi has green eyes in this idc, fight me lol).

notes: this has been heavy on my mind and I needed to get this out.

weed dealer Megumi who is nonchalant as hell, not easily approachable at all but got the best nugs on the university campus. he’s a well known guy, his dad making their last name famous but apparently gives his son nothing. resulting in him making his own monopoly on the school drugs.

weed dealer Megumi charges everyone full price. no matter how much a pretty girl flirts with him or someone offers to do his homework. but you. you always get a discount of some kind.

weed dealer Megumi who offers to smoke with you one day. you had made a joke that he looks stressed out all the time and asked if he partook in his own supply. he didn’t want to look like a complete stick in the mud so he throws it out there. but in truth he’d seen you before. you’re a regular. always joking or teasing him. he can’t even tell if you’re flirting or being goofy but he likes your energy.

weed dealer Megumi who rolls the perfect blunts, packed tight and pretty. you watch his fingers as he does it and your mind wanders. megumi catches you staring at him and smirks a bit. “trying to learn from the master?,” he asks with a raised brow. “master? yeah okay Megumi.” and even after you tease him about the name he still shows you how he gets the perfect wrap.

weed dealer Megumi gets so high with you that his eyes are low, the whites of them reddening slightly. you’re just as bad, giggling at cheesy jokes on some sitcom you put on. he studies you during this time. he feels ashamed to, not wanting to get caught up in his stupid little feelings. but when you meet his low green eyes all of that restraint goes out the window.

weed dealer Megumi who finds himself leaning into you, nose brushing yours as his eyes flit to your lips. your hands thread through his hair as you look back at him. fuck it. the kiss is slow at first, feeling each other out. as soon as you let out a small moan from how his teeth grazed your bottom lip his hands all over you.

weed dealer Megumi who is quick to have you sprawled out and naked on your couch. his long skinny fingers toy with you, flicking over you clit and watching your cute reactions. “please Megumi. just fuck me…” he has to clench his jaw and keep himself composed because of how needy you sound. instead he focuses on pushing two fingers deep into you, reaching spots that made you see stars.

weed dealer Megumi doesn’t stop the rhythm of his fingers even after you got off twice and you try to squirm away. leaves a light swat on your cunt when you try to move. “megumi i want you. please,” you beg him incessantly. has him ditching his clothes and lining his aching cock at your entrance. “you sure?” you nod and pull him down for a kiss.

weed dealer Megumi who, when he finally pushes into your pretty pussy, swears he could live there. he starts with a slow roll of his hips, reveling in how your walls convulse around him. when you look up at him it makes you squeeze him even tighter. a light blush coating his cheeks and the way he clenches his jaw, small pants escaping his lips already. his silver chain dangles over you as you hold your legs open for him, hands on the backs of your thighs.

weed dealer Megumi can’t stop kissing you while he fucks you deep. likes feeling you moan and whine into his mouth. when he pulls from your lips, obscene curses fly out of him. every time he sinks deeper he feels his head fill with nothing but you. the soft pants and whiney moans leaving your body. “so pretty,” he whispers. “so. fucking. pretty. just like this.” he punctuates his words with hard thrusts.

weed dealer Megumi who praises you when you cum around his cock, a strangled cry leaving your mouth and tears spilling from your eyes. “just let it out baby. there you go,” he coos, slowing his pace and wiping your tears with the pad of his thumb. who makes you cum again. the third time he makes you squirt. by this time you’re pushing him away weakly and crying out.

weed dealer Megumi pulls out when he cums, spilling it all over your tummy and panting hard. leaves kisses on your face as you both calm down. “you good?,” he asks. your reply is a weak yes as you a smooth a hand through his wild hair.

weed dealer Megumi who doesn’t make that time the last and eventually builds up the courage to ask you on a date. he definitely never makes you pay for a gram ever again.

#megumi x reader #fushiguro x reader #megumi fushiguro x reader #megumi smut #fushiguro smut #megumi fushiguro #jjk smut #fushiguro megumi #smiley’s works <3

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subskz · 4 months

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doing this trend (https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8HBPjPm/) with each member. what would their reactions be? imagine lightly squeezing their bulge and seeing them jolt a little and squeeze their thighs together… i feel like hannie would have a massive boner while filming the tiktok LMAO. and then jerking them off with ur new set of nails after recording <3

link! (semi-nsfw)

ohh i’m obsessed w this 😽

hannie would definitely be fighting for his life the most out of all the boys lmao he would be so embarrassingly hard after just one attempt at filming, you’d be able to wrap your fingers fully around the outline of his dick through his sweatpants and feel him throb so eagerly in your hands. it makes showing off your nails kinda difficult though bc he’d be squirming around like crazy, and the longer it goes on, he eventually starts whining up a storm too. if you “accidentally” dragged one of your nails along the shape of his bulge to create a delicious friction w the material of his pants, his hips would buck up so fast. he’d beg for you to please just hurry up and finish already bc he's starting to get so hard it aches, but he keeps messing up your videos like the needy lil thing he is. which ofc makes for the perfect opportunity to insist that you won’t touch him until you get it right. he’d be a desperate, twitching wreck by the end of it, whining your name, tugging helplessly at your wrist and trying to guide it under the waistband of his pants. it’s up to you whether u wanna indulge him, or keep messing w him until he breaks down into tears of frustration before you finally wrap your pretty manicured fingers around his leaking cock

jinnie and chan would also be one step away from losing their minds if you did this to them hehe. their thigh muscles would be clenching so tight, using all their strength not to close in on each other and rub together every time you so much as brush over their crotch. channie especially would be so embarrassed w himself for getting turned on over smth like this, even when that’s very clearly your intention here…poor baby giggles nervously when you drape your fingers over his clothed dick and he does his best not to draw attention to the growing tent in his sweatpants. he’d be so sweet too, trying to give you compliments on your nails as you show them off, but his voice would crack pitifully when he speaks and his ears would be on fire. his eyes would be flickering all over the place too bc he knows staring too hard at where your hand is will make him start to short circuit. it'd be esp fun to tease him by forcing him to look bc you keep asking him questions like "is that a good angle? do they look nice like this? maybe i should spread them out more" followed by channie having to smack his hand over his mouth as a last ditch attempt to hide his shaky, pathetic groan when you stretch your fingers out over his bulge. him, hyunjin, and jisung would be very lucky that you’re putting music over the video bc they’d no doubt be letting out weak gasps and whimpers the entire time <3

jinnie would have such entertaining reactions, you can see the torment all over his pretty face from the very first take. his thick brows scrunch together and he bites down so hard on his lower lip until it swells up and the skin nearly breaks, you’d think he was getting the head of his life instead of just feeling your fingers tease him through his clothes. you’d probably also have to refilm the video a few times to get him to sit still for you bc his body is ridiculously reactive, but it just gets worse every time. once hyune’s gotten worked up, it's hopeless to calm him down again bc he’s hypersensitive to every little touch and gets so in his head, all he can focus on is how badly he needs you to keep touching him. feeling your fingers dance playfully over his bulge and seeing how your pretty nails gleam under the light, he can’t help but start to push his hips into your palm, whining low in his throat thinking abt them wrapped around his cock. a cute lil wet stain might even start to seep through his sweatpants <3

jeongin would love (and hate) this trend the most out of all the boys hehe i think he’d really go crazy whenever you get your nails done bc this boy lives for the aesthetics. he’d already be admiring them w stars in his eyes and might even get a lil touchy just to hold your fingers in his hands and run his pads over the fresh coat. so when you innocently ask him to film a video w you, he’d agree without question…only for him to realize a split second too late what ur evil plan really is. he'd sound so cute and clueless the moment it dawns on him, stammering out a sudden "w-wait, like that!?” but as soon as he catches sight of your fingers resting over his crotch, his brain turns to mush and he forgets how to speak. he’d be giggling breathlessly a lot like channie bc doesn’t know what else to do, and getting him to keep his legs from closing in on each other is a lost cause. he’d let out the cutest wail of embarrassment when he realizes how turned on he’s gotten, hiding behind his hands and huffing abt what a perv you are…which ofc you spin back around on him bc he’s the one who looks ready to ruin his underwear over some nails 🥰 he’s so irresistible when he gets flustered like that though, so you make it up to him by giving him the perfect view of your new nails sliding up and down his dick. he’d be so mesmerized by the sight and would definitely cum much faster than usual…and since he’s so into it, he can lick his mess off your fingers afterwards too~

#ask #💌 hannie #💌 channie #💌 hyunie #💌 innie

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throneofsapphics · 7 months

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a special surprise

Rhys x f!Reader

Summary: Day 3, Lingerie with Rhys

Warnings: smut, rough oral sex, lingere, light d/s dynamics, minors dni!

kinktober masterlist

After dinner, you were determined to do something special for Rhys, even if he would say it’s completely unnecessary. He’d been gone since before dawn, and although he wouldn’t tell you, you knew he had a rough day. You rummaged through your closet, finding a golden lace set, one you hadn’t worn in a while.

“I’m taking a bath,” you yelled, not waiting for a response. The bath was one of the quickest you’ve taken, ever. After, you put on some of your favorite - and his favorite - rose scented oil, and slipped the set on. Beautiful, if a bit uncomfortable.

You slowly opened the door, slipping silently through the hallways, and finding him in one of the sitting rooms, hands tucked in his pockets as he looked over a map on the table.

“Hello,” You say softly, leaning against the doorway. His head turned, and his eyes widened before a smirk formed on his face.

“Hello darling.” He purred, stalking towards you in a way that made your pulse flutter. You felt like you couldn’t breathe as he stopped before you, his hands brushing over your ribs, feeling the fabric beneath his fingers. His thumb ran possessively over the column of your neck.

He hadn’t seen this particular set in a while. Rhys remembers every single one you have, and loves them all. He never asked you to wear them, letting you choose to put them on when you’d like. His hands pressed under your thighs, and you laughed softly, locking your legs around his waist. Rhys winnowed directly to the bedroom before lowering you to the sheets, his eyes took in every inch of you, listening as your heart rate and breathing sped up. Your skin, soft and smooth underneath his fingers as he traced them along your stomach, fingering the edge of the lace, pulling it slightly before letting it snap back against your skin. A soft moan left you, back arching. He thanks the Mother, every day, for you.

“Gorgeous.” He murmured, “and all for me.”

“All yours,” you breathed.

Rhys took his time with you, his fingers ghosted over every inch of your skin, and you were soaking wet and he’d barely touched you. You squealed as he pulled be back towards the edge of your bed, peeling the set off of you, painfully slow, but you knew better than to whine or complain.

“Please,” You begged instead. His eyes lit up with feline amusement. “You’ll have to be more specific than that.”

“Please touch me, Rhys.” You pushed yourself up, propping on your forearms. “Or can I touch you?” You swallowed harshly. He usually preferred to take his time with you, driving every inch of you crazy before you ‘earned the right’ to feel his cock, as he liked to say. Lust and desire made his eyes darken, and maybe for once you could go first.

“I won’t be gentle,” he murmured, and you could scent your own arousal flooding the room. “But that’s what you want, isn’t it?”

“Yes.” You breathed. You want all of his frustrations, all of his anger, to be that outlet and person for him - in any way you can. His hands trailed down your front, sending your back arching as his thumb brushed over your nipples - the lace rubbing against them.

“On your knees my love.” His hands pulled you off the bed, switching your positions. You carefully undid the laces on his pants as your hands shook with each movement. “Hands behind your back,” he murmured as he noticed. You followed his instructions without question, and nearly salivated as he adjusted his pants just enough so his length would come out. As much as you love seeing his naked body there’s something erotic about him being fully clothed in front of you, as you’re left almost completely bare.

“This pretty little mouth, all mine to use,” he commented, almost absentmindedly, running his fingers through your hair.

“All yours.” You replied, unable to take your eyes away from his. One finger tapped your cheek, and you parted your lips. His fingers gripped your chin, tilting your head to the perfect angle to take him. You teasingly ran your tongue up his length, before one hand fisted the back of your hair, the other guiding himself inside you. His eyes closed in pleasure, the quiet moans leaving him as you swirled your tongue around. He groaned as his movements sped up, his hand pressing you down, forcing you to take him more and more. “Breathe through your nose,” he instructed, and you listened, following his every instruction.

“Look at you, taking me so well.” He praised, and his hands gripped you tighter, as he thrust into you without abandon. A sense of pride filled you as it took mere minutes for him to spill down your throat. You swallowed each bit, licking your lips to make sure you got every last drop.

As soon as you had, he tugged you up and tossed you on the bed, chuckling as you squealed.

“I might not take this off you,” he murmured as you propped yourself up on your forearms.

“Really?”

He hummed, running a finger up your core, lightly pinching your clit. You let out something between a whimper and a moan, your legs instinctively trying to close but Rhys used his knees to keep them parted, sending a warning glance at you before kneeling between your thighs. You groaned as his teeth scraped over the fabric, one finger running underneath the edges of it.

“Let’s see how many we can get out of you, darling.”

#rhysand x y/n #rhysand x reader #kinktober #acotar x reader #acotar smut #acotar imgaine #rhys x reader #rhys x y/n

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nickfowlerrr · 1 year

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For the valentine's day prompts, could I request Lee + 13 from this list?

it’s you and me

pairing: lee bodecker x curvy!reader

warnings: 18+ only. smut. pet names. lee and reader are married. uhm not really much else lol.

words: 1950

notes: thank you so much for sending this in!! 🥰 it’s two months late lol but here it is! 🩷

thank you in advance for reading and reblogging. i hope you guys enjoy this little drabble. as always, comments and reblogs are more than welcome and so appreciated!

You’d waited all morning for Lee to leave for the station. As much as you loved the days he’d dilly dally to spend extra time with you before he had to head into work, today you were a ball of anxiety - though you tried your best to keep your composure in front of Lee.

He had actually woken up early to serve you breakfast in bed, much to your surprise. The twinkle of affection in his eyes as he looked at you kept you from putting up any kind of protest as he pushed you back in bed, the sloppily formed pancakes tasting better than they looked as he fed them to you, his proud smile at your compliments was a charming sight.

Though his thoughtful gesture was appreciated, it was still throwing a wrench into your plans. You had to be at the antique shop by nine to get the watch you’d had an eye on since you saw it last week. It would be the perfect gift for Lee, you just knew he’d love it.

The owner of the shop was a stingy old man named Arthur. You’d had a couple of conversations with him over the few times you’d been in the shop.

You had asked if he would keep the watch for you until today when you’d be able to buy it, but he refused. “It sells when it sells,” he had said.

But you knew you couldn’t buy it before today, Lee would see the purchase on the bank statement and ask questions. You were an awful liar and there would be no way he wouldn’t find out what the purchase was before you could surprise him with it.

You were planning on getting to the shop right when it opened to get the watch, hoping against all odds that it would still be there so you could give him something nice for Valentine’s Day.

Breakfast in bed was sweet and though you were worried both of you would be late for where you had to be later, you didn’t stop him when Lee cleared off the bed and crawled under the covers with you once again.

His soft lips trailing along your skin lovingly had you completely forgetting what you were just fretting over. You let your fingers slide through his hair as he made his way down your body, his big hands squeezing your fleshy hips after he ghosted them down your curves. He pulled your underwear off with ease and you slipped your night slip over your head in a flash, completely exposing yourself to him as you sat up on the bed. You knew his intentions were dead set on you, but you couldn’t let him get started. Once Lee’s lips were between your legs, there was no stopping him, not until he was completely satisfied. You weren’t complaining, but you didn’t have the time for it this morning.

Instead you leaned forward, hooking a finger in his boxers as you pulled him toward you.

His lips brushed against yours teasingly before he really kissed you. You let your hand slip under his shirt, running your palm along his soft stomach and up to his broad, solid chest before he got the message and took it off for you.

Your hands found his shoulders as you pulled him down on top of you, wrapping a leg around him as you kissed him hotly.

“Mmm,” you moaned into his mouth as he pressed himself against your bare pussy. You were already wet for him, could feel your slick growing with his every move. “Boxers off, Bodecker,” you mumbled against his lips. “Need you,” you whined when he didn’t comply right away. “Need to feel you, please, baby.”

His lips were by your ear as he rolled his hips into you tauntingly, you could hear the smirk on his lips as he spoke, “Love it when you beg for me, sugar.” He rolled against you again, another whine leaving your lips. “Tell me what you want, baby,” he coaxed.

“Want you. Want you to fill me up, need you inside me, Lee, please,” you begged pathetically.

Lee had one hand on your hip and the other on your breast, squeezing your tit in his hand as he growled before quickly ridding himself of his boxers. You could feel his thick cock bobbing against you when he’d freed himself and you moaned at the feeling. You spread your legs further as he lined himself up with your slick hole.

Slowly, he pushed into you. Even with just the tip, he had you clenching around him as he cursed under his breath.

“So fuckin’ tight, darlin’, fuckin’ heaven,” he praised, his words falling into a moan as he seated himself deeper inside you.

Lee let his head drop to your chest as he slid further inside of you, deep groans rumbling in his chest and falling off his lips as you took him in. He took one of your pert nipples in his mouth, eliciting a whimper of pleasure from you as he swirled his tongue around the bud, sucking and nipping, loving how sensitive you always were before he took your other breast in his mouth, paying the same attention to both.

When Lee reached his limit inside of you, your knees nearly against your chest as your legs were on his shoulders, he began rocking into you languidly. The double stimulation on your clit and your sweet spot he triggered with each movement was incredible and had your toes curling as you whined and moaned beneath him.

His weight pressing into you as he fucked you was delightful, and the feeling of being stuffed full of his cock was all you could focus on as you were brought closer and closer to the edge.

Lee was panting as he thrust in and out of you, your breasts bouncing with his every move. You could tell he was close as he grabbed onto you tighter, his hips slamming against you harder as he lost his rhythm. You cried out for him when his thumb found your clit and started rubbing circles on the bundle of nerves with perfect pressure until he had you coming around him. A flurry of moans and cries intermingled with his name fell from your lips as you rode out your high around his cock.

Not long after you came, Lee’s breath hitched before he let himself go with a throaty groan, thick ropes of his come filling you up as he emptied himself inside your tight walls.

His heavy breathing and praises of you filled the air as you both laid there trying to catch your breath. Lee buried his head in your chest as you played with his hair, his thick arms wrapping around you as he held you close.

“Mhm,” you hummed contentedly with your eyes closed as you relaxed further, his presence coaxing you into a peaceful respite. “That was nice,” you laughed. “Not how I was expecting to start the day, but you always are full of surprises aren’t you Mr. Bodecker.”

You could feel Lee’s smile against your skin before he lifted himself off you, kissing your cheek sweetly.

“Always, Mrs. Bodecker,” he grinned at your still relatively new title, “And that’s just the start of it, darlin’. There’s a lot more of that comin’ to you later today,”

“The sex or the surprises?” you questioned playfully. Lee leaned in for another kiss, this one softly on your lips as you kissed him back in kind.

“Both,” he smirked against your lips before he got off the bed to start getting ready for the day.

As he disappeared into the bathroom, you suddenly thought about the time. You turned to check the alarm clock, still not set to go off for another ten minutes. You took a breath, telling yourself to calm down. You’d have more than enough time, and though you’d planned on walking to the shop once Lee left, you figured you could ask him to drop you off at the grocery store on his way to work and then just walk the rest of the way to the shop - that alone would save you on time.

You wouldn’t be so worried if you hadn’t seen the way Mrs. Marshall eyed the watch as you were leaving the shop the other day..

The sound of the shower starting caught your attention before Lee poked his head out of the bathroom door.

“You joinin’ me or what?” he asked, causing you to smile as you climbed out of bed and made your way over to him.

You wrapped your arms around him as you pressed your body to his, looking up to him as he stood tall before you. “You gonna wash me off, Sheriff?” you asked headily.

You gasped as Lee smacked your ass playfully before he responded, “I’ll do whatever you want me to, darlin’.”

He effortlessly picked you up and you instinctively wrapped yourself around him as he walked you into the shower, clinging to him like your life depended on it until he finally let you down under the warm water.

Still, even with your feet safely on the ground once again, you found yourself glued to your husband, not wanting to let him go as the water beat down on the both of you. You could feel the mess between your thighs but you didn’t want this moment to end so soon. You let your hands dance up and down his back as he held you.

You stayed like that for a long while, enjoying each other’s presence until the peaceful lull was broken by your alarm going off.

“Damn,” you cursed under your breath as you pulled yourself off of him finally and turned to grab his shampoo, “you’re gonna be late if we don’t hurry,” you told him.

His hands found your arms, running up and down soothingly as he pulled you back against him, his arms wrapping around your middle as his hands fell to your plush tummy, his head dropping to your shoulders where he left soft kisses on your damp skin. “I’m in no rush, sweetpea. ‘ fact, I was thinkin’ about just calling off for the day,”

“Lee,” you said almost disbelieving.

“What? I can’t recall the last time I took a day off for myself since I became Sheriff. One day without me won’t kill ‘em. Besides,” he said, turning you around to face him, “it’s our first valentine’s bein’ married. I wanna spend it with you, Mrs. Bodecker.”

“Yeah?” you asked demurely as you stared up into his brilliant blue eyes shining down at you.

“Yeah,” he assured you with a boyish smile on his lips as his wandering hands explored your body, squeezing your ass as you pressed yourself against him once again, hiding your face against his chest as you laughed softly, smiling in contentment. “That’s really all I need,” he said with a kiss to the top of your head, “some time with just you.”

His words relaxed you as you took them in. You’d make sure to still go out later today to get him something, but if the watch was gone by then, it just wasn’t meant to be. You wouldn’t stress on time, though. Not when you were lucky enough to spend all day with Lee now, no work to call him or you away from one another like it so typically did. You’d enjoy the day with him, and worry about all the extra stuff later on. As long as you had each other, today would be perfect.

#lee bodecker x curvy!reader #lee bodecker x plus size!reader #lee bodecker x reader #lee bodecker smut #lee bodecker fluff #lee bodecker drabble #sheriff lee bodecker x reader #lee bodecker x female reader #lee bodecker fic #valentine's day drabble #sheriff bodecker #lee bodecker x y/n #lee bodecker fanfiction #lee bodecker #lee bodecker x you

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mychlapci · 30 days

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Maybe Synth-En Ratchet, when he pins the miner Vehicon instead of burning them, gives into his instinct after chasing him down and rips off the panel and just pushes in. He's convinced himself not to give into any urges even with the Synth-En on Team Prime. But a Decepticon? A Vehicon?

The wailing makes it sound like torture until Team Prime gets close enough to hear the squelching and see he has the Vehicon head pushed into the ground aft pulled up pounding in while its babbling out anything Ratchet wants because he manually turned off the ability to overload. Team Prime just freezes unable to do anything but watch as he slams in getting the ladt of the information and still leaves it whimpering and begging aft up and shaking creampie overflowing for another overload. They all get a eyefull of Ratchet’s huge spike and knot being ripped out and Arcee whistles while Ootimus is frozen. He was a "good kid" and while he geard of Ratchet’s wild reputation Ratchet was always careful to put on a nice face around sweet innocent Orion and Optimus suddenly wants nothing more than to get pushed down and used just like the Vehicon.

Optimus shakily scolds Ratchet sending everyone back with their new Vehicon prisoner. Bumblebee sent first to clear out the base. He tries to ignore the spike still hanging out and how drenched he is while Ratchet rolls his eyes.

Things are tense when they get back, and Optimus can't sleep still horny and finds another sample missing, Ratchet gone and follows the pounding to find Ratchet going out the now gagged Vehicon again. Optimus freezes until Ratchet finishes overloading and without looking at him tells him to get inside and lock the door. Optimus is light headed as Ratchet pulls out grabs Optimus by the hips and throws him down telling him how slutty his waist is and how he knows damn well he wanted this. Optimus panels open before Ratchet has to ask, and Ratchet still hard is shoving in lifting Optimus half off the floor to get better force behind his thrusts.

When Optimus can't keep quiet Ratchet tells the Vehicon to fuck his mouth and if he does good enough he'll let him cream himself on Ratchet's spike finally.

Optimus is taken for a hard ride livibg his belly swollen and the last thing he sees is the Vehicon shaking apart as he is bullied on Ratchet's spike.

The Vehicon does manage to escape with a whole litter using the Groundvridge and not thinking to get the location and when tge Nemesis hears Ratchet's spike becomes everyone's White Whale and the Vehicon actually gets praise for bringing back potential medics.

Optimus meanwhile is very pregnant and Ratchet can't leave without being accosted for spike which with his sire instinct going wild to fuck means he's knocking anyone who flashes panels at him up after he pins and fucks them post "chase". Something that Megatron certainly doesn't expect or the strength of the grip not letting him even wiggle slightly away.

Sorry for the long rambling, but all the yes to Ratchet.

that vehicon is about to have the weirdest fucking day and a half ever. Ratchet manages to trap him under his foot and the synth-en is basically turning his processor into mush so before he knows it, he’s fucking up into the tightest hole he’s had the pleasure of fucking in milennia (did you see how small that mining drone was?), while the vehicon is mewling out information between begging for permission to overload. It is not at all what team prime expected to see, it’s just plain obscene. Everyone gets to see Ratchet’s huge spike with his knot swollen at the base and throbbing, and he doesn’t even mind. He’d probably walk back to the base with it hanging out, they have to stop him bc they don’t want humans to see that.

I fucking love getting that vehicon involved though, can you imagine that was you – the Autobots’ medic is clearly high out of his mind, fucking the Prime so hard he's squealing and moaning like a bitch in heat and Ratchet tells you to put your spike in his mouth (The Prime’s mouth) to keep him quiet? How can u say no to that.

Ratchet knocks up Optimus, a random mining drone, and when he goes after Megatron, instead of trying to kill him he uses his moment of surprise to pin him down and fuck him through his panels. Megatron probably enjoys it though. Then he goes back to the Nemesis carrying fat ambulance babies, and he can shake hands with that poor little mining drone.

I wonder who else Ratchet can knock up. His siring coding is making him feel even crazier than the synth-en, I wouldn’t be surprised if he ended up fucking the rest of team prime in the end.

#valveplug #dubcon #synth-en #texty #pregnancy mention

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iheartjameshetfield · 8 months

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Hey!!! if your comfortable would you write something to do with izzy maybe you catching him jerking off to a polaroid and he gets real embarrassed or something AHHHH sorry if it’s too much🩵

GOD HE WOULD GET SO FLUSTERED

he’d be a stuttering mess, not knowing what to do or how to react when you catch him. the second he understands wtf is going on, he’d start apologizing and blushing profusely from the embarrassment. you almost laugh from how cute he’s being, but instead, you shut him up by kissing him. when you pulled away, he stood there, jaw agape refusing to believe that this is actually happening

you kiss down his jaw, unbuttoning his shirt and kissing his chest until you drop to your knees, pulling his dick out. “is this what you were imagining?” you ask him. he’d nod quickly but you tut him, wanting to hear his words

“yes, yes please,” he lets out a shaky breath

his eyes go wide when you finally start stroking him, slowly and painfully dragging it out. he tries to rut into your palms but you refuse him, wanting to punish him for being a lil perv

finally, you put him in your mouth, bobbing your head just as slowly as you were stroking him. he shudders and whines begging you to do more, but all you do his hum around his dick, causing him to whine some more. you slowly start to speed up, wanting to see him shatter from just your mouth. he shuffles onto his elbows to watch you work your mouth on him. when you feel him start to twitch in your mouth, you pull away, placing your thumb on his tip to keep him from cumming.

“please, please let me cum, i’m sorry.” he cries

but you deny him anyway, stroking the base of his dick with your thumb still on the tip. you keep edging him this way as a sort of punishment until you have the urge to feel him inside of you. you push his shoulders into the bed, his elbows giving out and he watches you as you rub yourself along his dick. eventually, you put the poor boy out of his misery and sink down onto him, a mutual moan of satisfaction erupting out of the both of you.

you slowly grind your hips into a circle on him and every now and then, lifting your hips. his hands reach out to grab the flesh of your waist to guide you but you pull them away, pinning them to his sides as you lean forward and start bouncing a little. he’s a gasping and blubbering mess, already overstimulated from your previous actions as he cries out and throws his head back

“i’m sorry. i’m so fucking sorry” he keeps repeating his apologies, whimpering like a dog in heat.

his hips start bucking into you at a rapid speed and you let go of his hands. one of his hands immediately reaches up to paw at one of your breasts while the other is planted at the mattress to keep him up. he sits up, still fucking you at a inhuman speed, and you wrap your arms around his shoulders, tugging at his hair. your orgasm triggers his, he peppers sweet kisses into your jaw, lips, and cheeks, mumbling multiple ‘thank you’s’ into your ear, a smile appearing. when he finishes emptying his load into you, he throws himself back, pulling you in with him, too fucked out to do anything except for stroking your back and playing with the ends of your hair <33

i hope this is what you meant, if not, i’m sorry😭😭

#i need this rn.#i truly believe he’s such a baby in bed #he’s so cute shut up #izzy stradlin #izzy stradlin smut #gnr smut #guns n roses #guns n roses smut #gnr

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