#i have a voice kink and im not afraid to use it

[br4tphobia]

mothers day . ♱ connie springer

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ details + Wc : 2,9k, Plug bby daddy! Connie x fem! reader, written with black woman in mind, idccc connie tanned !!!, connie being a sweet heart 🥹, connie callin the reader hella petnames, snuck in a lil bit of headcannons here n there!! , uses of baby, ma, mama and more, connie sneakin ina lil jokey joke, you/your pronouns used ! (not proofread, forgive me if u see any spelling mistakes.) NS4W + sex w/ some plot, passionate sex, dirty talk, unprotected p in v, oral (r receiving), breeding kink (ig .), fingering (r receiving) marking, missionary, pussy whipped connie !!, creampie and slight overstimulation .

✧˖*° vals note + this was lowkey ass n short (all of my work is) but hey ,, js a lil sumn thats late for mothers day, love everything yall do for yall children !!

its mothers day. the day where mothers are appreciated by children for what their mothers have did for them. you and connie have been dating for a while, only have one child, ava. life is perfect as it is and you wouldnt trade anything for it .

“boy what are you planninggg !”

your glossy lips pout dramatically, a blindfold covering your eyes and he guides you by your waist. “jus’ know its for you.” you suck your teeth, “well duh .. since you plannin all this shit, where ava?” “dont worry about allat, she with mikasa.” a exaggerated sigh fell from your lips, eager to see what ever hes gonna show you. “bae you scarin me ..” he leaves a reassuring grip on your waist and plants a kiss on your neck. “nothin to be scared about, now watch yo step. we going up the stairs .” “cant watch my step if im blind folded ~” “exactly why im here.” you cant help but feel yourself warm all over, his hands cupping around your waist, smooth tone of his voice, his audible accent.

when you both make it up the stairs which seems like forever, he removes one hand off your waist to open the door, “keep the blind fold on til i say you can take it off .” a small “ok..” leaves past your tongue, you fidget with your fingers nervously — connie doesnt do surprises like that ; but when he did, it was scary. “igh..take it off.” “papi, can you do it.. im nervous.” a small chuckle erupts from his chest, undoing the tie behind your head — before taking it off “ready, ma?” he questions you. you nod your head as a yes quickly, the darkness covering your vision fades away ; the blind fold dropped. your eyes adjust to the dim light in the room, “happy mothers day.” your eyes immediately widen along with a gasp. rose petals along the floor leading to the bed traced into a heart with red ballons reaching the ceiling with pictures of you, connie and ava hanging at the end. designer bags sitting infront of the pillows. such as Chanel, Louis vuitton and prada.

your eyes swell up at the scene. “you didnt..” holding your head up, trying to prevent those tears that’s threatening to fall. he pulls you into a hug, “i did. i love you and appreciate you for everything you did for this family.” whispering in your ear while he rubs circles on your back. “i-i love you too..thank you.” “save those tears mama, lets see yo gifts.” he grabs your arm and leads you to the bed. he watches you intensely as you smile from joy at the gifts, thats all he wants. to see you happy in life. “con..! i swear you’re too good to me!” your pretty face beaming, holding up the beautiful louis vuitton bag. tracing over the LV monogram logo ever so lightly. “you like it mama?” “i love it, baby, thank you. so so much !” his polished whites shine in your face from your response.

laying with him close after opening your gifts you catch him staring at you, the longer he looked at you, the more he fell in love. hell, even if you both are screaming at each other out of anger. “you ok..?” — “you're so pretty.” he's so confident in what he says you hate it, it always folds you. he's not afraid of thinking he's doing too much for you, flat out treating you like a princess more than he does his baby girl. he grabs your chin before your could respond and presses his lips against yours, you kiss back. your hand snaking up his neck, scratching his nape lightly with your solid baby pink nails. he tilts his head to the side to get more access to your lips, his tongue going past your teeth, tongues swirling around whilst he holds you still with his hand on your neck. lifting you up a bit to help you onto his lap. he groaned into your mouth as he pulled you on top of him, straddling his body. your tongues ran over each other so passionately, pulling away every other second to catch your breath.

he utters sweet compliments between every clash of lips, he always knows what to say to you. your plush thighs sit on his with your back arched, the kiss only getting deeper, his hands slid down to your hips and rocked them back and forth. you feel his hard on bump on your clothed clit causing you to moan, gaining the muscle memory of grinding ontop of him, you pull away from the kiss at the pleasure. “jus’ like that mama..” soft groans were shared through the room together from both mouths. til the point where he was leaking in his own pants he turns you in your back, swiftly scooting down to your thighs. he gave you a look of consent, you nod slightly, lowering the band of your shorts that you’ve been teasing connie with all day. his veiny hands pull both your shorts and underwear down in a swift motion.

you let out a light gasp at the cold air mixing with your hot core, you push your thighs together from the cold. “aht aht.. lemme see that pussy, keep those legs open ma..” his hand slid in-between your thigh and part them together. he licked his lips before diving in. he spat down on your core, slurping it up almost instantly. he runs his tongue over your folds, his nose bumping your clit — sending a shock wave to your pit of your stomach. “mm..con..” honey sweet moan fills his ears, your hand resting on his head whilst yours grip the sheets. placing sloppy kisses on your pussy, this man was eating you out like it was his very last meal of his life. slurping, smacking, and gulping down your slick, he knows he can eat pussy and tales advantage of it. “fuck..i love the way you eat this pussy papi..” your voice is breathy, more moans are formed and exhaled out of your mouth.

you rut your hips against his face, your juices running down his face dripping onto the silk sheets. you love seeing connie like this — hungry for you. the way he groans into your pussy at your taste, having his own make out session with your folds ; tongue fucking you ever so deliciously. "im gonna cum baby.." you roll your head back, waiting for your orgasm. every lick and plunge from his tongue brings you closer to the edge – god, you haven’t felt like this for while since ava was born. Everything starts to feel tingly and intense, he was desperate for you. “cmon.. make a mess on my face, mama.” Muttered through his messy mouth full of your arousal, you see white spots as soon as the pit in your stomach boils over. “mm shit babyy!” clawing at his dyed hair, shaking legs, broken moans, all that just by his mouth.

he made sure not to let a drop spill after pulling away, he charmingly smiles against your cum stained thighs, giving them a peck. “still with me, mama?” “ yea..” your voice is breathy, and rasp. Recovering from you recent orgasm, “ight, lift your arms .” his hands curve to your back as you do as he says. The shirt going over your head and dropping them back to your sides. “can I” he looks you dead, then trailing down to your laced bralette, hinting to take it off . “mhm” is your immediate response, feeling his slim tattooed fingers clip your bra of your chest. your nipples harden to the exposed surface of the air, “you gon lemme suck em ?” he raises a eyebrow, his tone teasing. you smile at his idiotic comment “oh my god.. yes…” connie hums at your quiet response, “yes, con. you can.” not even processing your answer he latches his mouth on your nipple like hes some type of leech. the warm wetness of his mouth soaking your nipple, whilst his other hand massages the other one — you let out quiet whines as hes twisting and pinching on it.

“imma prep you, ok, pretty?” hes slightly inaudible but you can still understand. he sliding his hand down your bare body, curving down to your inner thigh. connie collects the leftover slick and slides his lubricated digits into you. your walls immediately pulse around him index and ring, his thumb reaching to rub your clit. “oh my god..” shallow breathes escape, his long fingers massage the inside of your pussy, scissoring, pumping and curling against ; hitting all the rights spots. “just like that baby, oh fuck..” once he feels like hes gave that boob enough attention he switches, his mouth latching on your right one. you find yourself grinding on his fingers, the pleasure too much where you have to push your sticky thighs together, your nipple leaves his mouth with a ‘pop !’

“what i tell you ?” his tone hinted a warning , “to k-keep my legs open..”

“then do it, todays all about you. so let me make you feel good.”

he continues his actions with his fingers, simultaneously reaching up to give you a kiss. “think — you can ,, take me?” he’d push his fingers out through the kisses as you keep coming back for more, “yes, i need you so bad..” “dont say that, imma nut in my pants, mama” he rolls his eyes in resemblance of you. “boy pleasee” he gives you another smile before pulling his sweat pants down, you stop him. tugging on his shirt “take it off firstt” “ight ight,,” his shirt lifts over his head and thrown unknowingly in the room — his tanned abs on full display for you, god knew what he was doing when creating him cause lord.. hes so fine. “now ,, can i fuck you?” “of course.” he lowers the waistband to his thighs along with his PSD boxers. his tip slaps against his toned stomach with ongoing beads of precum oozing out the pretty brownish pink slit of his tip.

“ready, ma?” he says with a few strokes with his then — then sliding his girth through your folds. nodding another yes, he slides in. the wetness of your pussy squelches as he slids in, pretty tanned cock disappearing into your heat. “shit..” you head rolls back, eyes brows furrowing at the small stretch. “i know, ma..but you can take it..i know it.” his comforting words ease the pain, with his hand stroking your face. within a few moments he pulls out til the tip is only left inside you. “you think you can take me?” “yea..” “tell me if its too much.” whispering low, but loud enough for you to hear. he’d raise your leg on his shoulder and push back into you, sliding in and back out. making sure his rhythm wasn’t too slow or fast — from watching your facial expressions and body language, he kept his pace,

"mm.. fuck.." moaning softly, he could listen to your sounds every morning, evening, and night. "thats it mama.. " he lowers his head to the level of your neck, nibble and sucking on your bare skin. visible bite marks and hickeys grew one by one, connie loves marking you. he wants to know youre his, he loves you and wants to be there for you at all times. even when you both are on bad terms. the way his shaft disappears into every-time he rocks back into you. pushing out moans more and more, “look at you.. takin this dick so pretty..” he groaned at the feeling of your getting wetter at his choice of words. you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him inches closer than what he already was to collide his lips with yours. tongues tangling beautifully together, moans, groans , and whimpers where the only thing shared along the soft skin clapping.

pulling away from his intoxicating lips, to catch your breath. he moves back down to your hickey, covered neck to add more. whispering how good it is against your neck “fuckk i miss this pussy..” — “got me wantin to nut already..” “mm..” whimpering as he brushes his tip against your cervix again. he angles his hips at certain directions to find your spot, watching your body language once again. His finger tips grazing over your beautiful curves while thrusting into you so sensually as hes laying kisses on your neck. "fuck papi.. faster.." your body squirms at neediness, just for him to obey your request — snapping his hips quicker then before, not too fast nor slow, hed do anything just to make sure you were pleased, in and out of bed! he loves you too much to leave you unsatisfied. “mm shitt !” you breath hitches on how deep he got, bumping places inside you that you couldnt reach with your own fingers, he watches your boobs bounce at the rhythm of his strokes as you grip on once tightly, those plump lips slightly agape to release moans, the crease between your hips and thighs from having your legs on his shoulders.

another moan came from you lips, the volume of them getting louder as he hits your g spot. “right here, ma?” he softly puts his hand over the small bulge re-appearing every other thrust, “y—yes! don’t stop baby.. fuck im g’na cum..” oh, he most definetily wont stop. your back arches from the pleasure, scratching on Connie’s back for some type of stability, leaving scratch marks he would definitely admire in the morning. “cum, mama. nut on this dick.” more thrusts, clit stroking, and groping away from your second orgasm. connie loves how whiney you get before you cum, your high pitched moans and whimpers is the most euphoric thing to hear from you, letting him know that you feel good. “baby..baby im cu—" cut off by a silent moan, his strokes get deeper then — what you thought — he possibly could get. gushing over his length, a white ring forming on it.

"fuuck.." he slows down to prevent himself from cumming too soon, but still allowing you to ride out your orgasm. your voice is quiet mumbling "oh baby"s, your pretty face relaxed with your lips shaped into an O. "feels so.. — fuckin good.." his voice is pitched, head thrown back and eyes screwed shut, still continuing his intoxicating thrust which feels like light shocks from being overstimulated. he looks down to admire your facial features, he cant get enough of you, not even if he tried. "you like that? this dick fuckin you deep?" his voice is slightly hoarse, "yesyes mmhpp" you cover your mouth with your hand to muffle your sounds, not wanting to get louder. "let me hear you." , he grabs your hand and places it your tummy buldge.

"i-im sorry... ohmygodd.. you fuckin me so good, papi.." your wet sounds from your previous orgasms leaving his lower stomcach sticky. "shit..gonna cum mama.." cant help but feel embarassed from being close too soon, but you dont care. you also want him to feel as good as you do. "fill t-this pussy up.." his cock twitching inside your silk walls, “yeah? tell me how much you want it.” thats one thing he loves, seeing you plead for anything from him, probably one of his biggest turn-ons. “so bad baby.. mhpp! make me a mom of two..” Thats all connie hears, two. "thats what i like to hear, mama.." his pace picks up, "s-shit baby..fuck im cumming.."

his breathing quickens before he lets out a drawn out groan of your name followed by a few other thrusts. letting out whimpers at his thick seed sitting inside you before dripping onto the sheets. soon he pulled out, watching in awe whilst trying to catch his breath. "jus’ wait til fathers day. imma make it up to you." refering to everything hes did for you today, "lookin forward to it, catch yo breath. i ain done." "wha..?" "you head me, imma make sure you a mother of two."

theemrsjaeger 2023 © do not plagiarize, copy, or repost anything I post. 🩶

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[teyamloving12]

Jake x neytiri fucking reader to thank her for watching the kids near the shore

An Unexpected Thank You

Warning: threesome, slight breeding kink, oral ( m receiving and f receiving), f x f x m, virginity loss

Pairing: Neytiri x reader(21) x Jake

Synopsis: Neytiri and Jake give a "gift" for being their children second sa'nok when they are not around.

You were beautiful. At least Jake and Neytiri thought so. You were a kind young woman who was always helpful and kind to them since they sought refuge at the Metkayina. Jake had a mate, he felt guilty for feeling this way about another woman. Your marūi was right beside theirs. He would visit you to often say hello or thank you for helping his family.

"Did you intend on having children, sweet thing?", he asked. You were still young and treated his children like your own. He was glad that his kids loved you for he was planning to make you his. Only his. You felt heat rise to your face. " Yes I do but the thing I just haven't found the one yet.", you said calmly. Now that you faced him, you noticed how handsome he was. His face striked you

" Don't worry, he will come by soon, sweetheart. Eywa knows what she is doing.", he responded. The truth is since the little boys were scared to claim you, he will. You had a unique yet voluptuous body. You had nice hips, soft thighs and a pretty voice. You were not the boys from the village type but you certainly were his

Neytiri also had her eye on you. You two became extremely close. You could share a secret with him and she could too. But there was one secret that she never shared was that someone noticed how close you and Jake and she was jealous. She wanted you to herself. And only hers.

You sat on the shore as you watched Lo'ak successfully rode an ilu for the first time. He ran out of the water and over to you. He grabbed your hands excitedly. " Did you see that, Y/n? I did It! I finally rode it without falling off!", you were proud of him.

You taught him day and night how to properly ride a ilu and he was successful. He hugged you and you place your chin on his forehead. "Im proud of you, Lo'ak. You did well!", you smiled widely at the young boy. "You believed in me, I couldnt fail you!", Loak responded. He rushed back, joining his brother, Neteyam who offered show him something. You smiled. They made you want children of your own.

Jake and Neytiri looked at you lovingly, they appreciated the fact you were the second mother when they weren't around. You were so fascinated by the sea, you didn't hear Neytiri walking behind you. You felt someone touch you and was frightened. You reacted quickly.

"Mawey Y/n, it's just me!", your heartbeat slowed down in seconds. "Neytiri! It's You! You frightened me!", you said quickly which resulting in a smile from her. You looked in awe. Yes, you've seen her smile beside but her smile was different for it was the smile she used when she is with Jake. It was mesmerising.

" We need to talk...in private.", she whispered. You were afraid. Was she leaving ? She couldn't leave now, you just made a friend. She pulled you into the marūi and sat you down. Your heart was beating fast, your head began to feel light. Neytiri saw that you were unease and took her sat behind you.

She lifted your chin to look at her. " I just wanted to say thank you for taking good care of our children when we are not nearby. We really appreciate everything you do. So... I wanted to give you a little gift of thanks."

You hugged her tightly with your hand around her small waist and the tension between the two females began to rise. She cupped your ass causing you to moan and she took the opportunity to kiss you. She licked the bottom of your lips asking for access which you granted. Your knees began to buckle. You slowly fall to the ground. Neytiri keeled down to kiss you once again. You fell to your back and she reached for your sensitive breasts.

You pushed her away feeling guilty. How would Jake feel if he saw you two like this? But you had to be selfish for once. Is it the right thing to do? Yes. I would be fine.

She crawled onto her lap and started grinding yourself on her. You kissed her sloppily and she untied your top and you did the same. You both moaned at the sensation of your nipples rubbing against hers. You were having the time of your life until Jake returned from a hunt with Tonowari.

Your heart jumps out of your chest but Neytiri didn't stop sucking on your neck, making a moan slip out off your mouth. You hid your face in Neytiri's neck. Jake's laughter echoes throughout the marūi. "Neytiri, were you so much you could wait to give her our 'gift'?", he asked. "She's hypnotic, Ma Jake. She's just so adorable so I couldnt help myself!", she said. You looked confused. They planned this all along?

Confusion plastered across your face. "Don't worry, baby girl! Just accept our little gift for being a good girl for us. You nodded in response. Jake kissed you angrily. During the kiss you felt Neytiri pull off your loincloth while you were still in her lap. Her fingers slipped inside of you. You jolted in pleasure as your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

"You're so tight, are you a virgin?", Neytiri asked softly. " Yes... I am a virgin.", you said trying to hold back the moans from your mouth. Neytiri kissed your clit and attacking your sloppy cunt. Jake held the sides of your head, lining up his huge cock with your mouth. "It's okay, princess. Just take your little time, I don't mind!", Jake stated. His dick was barely half way down your throat yet you were still gagging. He was literally growing in your mouth. Neytiri bit gently on your clit which causes you to take him even further in. Jake moaned.

" Ahh fuck baby! You're taking my cock so well. You sure you're a virgin? You give real good head!", his praises made you wetter and Neytiri could feel it. He pushed two of her fingers and curled them inside of you. Jake began to twitch for your moans send vibration down to his cock. You felt a knot in your stomach untie and came all over Neytiri's face. She still continued to eat you out, you couldn't take it anymore. It felt so different from your fingers.

Jake continued to thrust harder in your mouth, he poured his jizz down your now sore throat and slowly pulled out. You panted hardly believe I just did that!", you said in shock. " It is not over yet, sweet thing.", he said as he lined up his huge cock with your soaked pussy. Neytiri kissed you to distract you from the pain for the breaking of your hymen. You gasped into the kiss feeling the immense pain.

Jake kissed on your forehead and brings his hand down to your clit. His thumb is moving side to side at a swift pace making you whimper under him. The pressure from him rubbing on your clit is too much. That feeling on your tummy is getting tighter, threatening to snap at any minute.

"Don't cum yet baby!" “Fuck i’m gonna put a pretty baby in you, m'kay?.” Jake grunted with his eyes focused on the way your cunt sucks him in. His words send you over the edge. Your juices sprayed all over his rock hard abs and onto your stomach. “That’s what i’m talkin' about- fuck! You're taking me s'good princess!”

Neytiri sucked on your breast earning a loud moan from you. You couldn't take it anymore. " Ma Jake please-- ahh-- make me cum--destroy my insides!", Jake continued to move swiftly inside your hypersensitive cunt. Neytiri reached for your clit again and squeezed it hard. The knot in your stomach broke making you squirt all over Jake's cock.

You smiled at the two in front of you and placed a kiss on each of their noses. "I enjoyed my gift, thank you Ma Jake and Ma Neytiri.", you said before you fell asleep in Jake's strong arms as Neytiri played with your hair.

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[kimsunos]

Vampire sunoo with a s/o that has a biting kink

ALL MINE ☆ SUNOO SMUT

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT (18+ CONTENT)

in which you have a biting kink your vampire boyfriend didn't know about.

tags: afab!reader, dom!sunoo, sub!reader, vampire!sunoo, mentions of blood, biting kink, praising, breeding.

words: 800

a/n: sorry for the delay as i said i'm coping with a lot of mental health issues but i love to write so im not abandoning here! this is very short but i liked how it turned out so im posting as an actual smut anyways thank you guys for waiting 💗🪽

he's thrusting deep and hitting every place, doing so well for you, making you feel so full. his hands are feeling your body desperately, trying to memorize your curves and lines, as if you were to disappear any second now. "beautiful." he says with adoring eyes as his mouth finds your exposed neck after abusing your lips until they got all red and swollen, kissing and licking the area.

he was hungry, starving for you, it was impossible to control himself if you kept clenching and milking his dick that way. he needed to make you completely his right now by his own will, because soon the switch would flip and only the animalistic instincts were going to take over his body.

he playfully bites the skin of your neck, gently, just to test the waters, afraid he might scare you. he was expecting a gasp of pain, surprise, even a giggle because he knows how necks are sensitive and everything tickles. he was really expecting anything, anything but the sinful, lustful, depraved pleasure moan you let out.

he stopped moving, eyes widening. "what was that, princess?" a smirk slowly creeping up his face. your cheeks got red and your face hot.

"i'm sorry." you said, avoiding eye contact, using your hands to cover your face. "it was nothing, keep moving, please." he only devilishly grined and raised an eyebrow, his sharp fangs showing. "pleaseeee, sun, just move." you whined, embarrassed.

"oh, dear…" you could hear a smile in his voice. "if it was nothing, i guess we should just keep going, right?" he kissed your neck in the same spot he bit earlier and continued his movements. it was good, obviously, but there was something missing, that pain that hurts so good, enough to make you feel stars.

and missing it so badly, you start to cry out of frustration. so desperately wanting again the alluring sensation of his teeth on your skin. you wanted to feel how much would his fangs sink, if he would have mercy or not, you needed to know and to feel it over and over.

"darling? why are you crying?" he says with a pout, feigning sympathy, lazily thrusting back and forth. he absolutely knows what you're up to.

"sunoo-" you whimper, reaching to cup his face with your hands. your eyes are shining with the tears. "sunoo, please." you look so defenseless. "do it again." he smirked as you said it.

"do what, my dear?" he knows what. but he needs to make you beg for what you want before caving in. you breathe, searching for courage.

"bite me." your voice went out in a whisper as you begged.

he smiled, really brightly.

"as you wish." devouring your neck with wet kisses and continuing his work with his hips, quicker this time.

"oooh, oh my god." you moaned as you finally felt his fangs sinking into your skin. the pleasure was unbearable, overwhelming, making you cross your legs around him, pulling him even closer. you craved more. "bite me more, sunoo. bite me again, please. bite me." you chanted as in a spell and he sank his teeth even more, feeding on your blood.

you could hear him moaning too, the sounds of your own moans and the skin slapping blending together. just like you, he was close to his release.

"delicious." he said, lifting his head from your neck, using the back of his hand to clean the blood staining his plump lips red. "you're all mine now, y/n." his foxy eyes devouring you entirely, and his voice trembling. "a-all mine. all mine. i can't- believe, you're finally all mine." his thrusts started to get even more desperate and messy, hitting your core amazingly as you were so sensitive in your entire body. the two bruises on your neck were stinging so good just adding to the pleasure. "my p-perfect princess, finally mine, right?"

"ooh, s-sunoo, yes, i- am."

"i'm- i'm going to stuff you full, my darling." he panted. "going to be- ah, dripping for days. so full of me, right?" you could only moan at his obscene remarks. "mine. forever." he said as his cum painted your walls white, filling you up, you following right after.

sunoo collapsed on top of you, his cold skin gently warming up because of your human heat. he loved to feel your heart beating, so full of blood and life.

"sun." you said.

"hm?"

"can i bite you?"

© kimsunos, 2023.

#sunoo smut #sunoo hard hours #sunoo hard thoughts #enhypen hard hours #enhypen hard thoughts #sunoo fanfic #sunoo x reader #enhypen smut

[dckweed]

NEXT THING YOU KNOW, gator tillman

in which gator tillman and his arranged bride figure out life and each other and what a real relationship means to them.

warnings: mentions and depictions of abuse, mentions of bruises, arranged marriages, romance, humor, dead parents, slow burn relationship (not completely but not not), basically we know the tillman men are asswipes so i 100% see Roy forcing gator into this kind of situation for money for his militia, eventual smut with kinks such as thigh riding, gun play, choking, spanking, lots of marking and possible spit play.

okay don't ask how i got this out so fast, im literally so fuckin obsesessed with this series right now.

series masterlist here, series playlist here.

PART THREE: the weekend

thursday.

“What in the hell did you put me up to?” Gator’s voice rings out across the barn a couple of hours later. You wince, hearing the anger swirling under the tense tone as his footsteps thunk closer to you across the wooden floor. You’re still facing Bubbles, trying to get her untacked but it’s not easy when you don’t have a step ladder, you didn’t check if there was one in the trailer when you left and you didn’t feel right going snooping around the Tillman barn, afraid it might get you in trouble. 

“It’s just a few days,” You roll your eyes, grateful that he can’t see you because something tells you that the Tillman didn’t take kindly to bratty behavior like eye rolling. Not married yet or not, you were pretty much belonged to Gator now in the eyes of society in Stark County, nobody would bat an eye if he reprimanded you for it. “And i put us up to it, genius.” 

“Well gee, Pearl, you could have fuckin’ consulted me first, dontcha think?” He’s right next you in the stall now, his much larger hands moving yours out of the way as he could actually see over the top of your horse to undo all of her stuff. “Why the hell would i want to spend my weekend babysitting my sisters?” 

You scoff, turning to face him with your hands on your hips. You roll your eyes again and you know he sees you as his eyes narrow. “Ya know what asshole, you’re fuckin’ right!” You say, not going to put up with any of his damn attitude. “I shoulda slid right off my horse, left your daddy right out there in the field and come find you just to ask if it was okay.” He opens his mouth to retaliate, or maybe to tell you off for cursing at him or getting cross with him. “I may be younger than you but i’m still an adult, Gator, i’m gonna be your wife not your fuckin’ kid, don’t ever expect me to wait and ask your fuckin’ permission to do shit unless it’s necessary. That isn’t how this is goin’ to work.” 

He doesn’t say anything but pulls the saddle off of the horse with a huff and you turn on your heel, leading her out of the stall and out to the trailer. Gator stands in the stall for a moment after you’ve gone, listening to the clip clop of the horses hooves as you guys go. He closes his eyes for a second, readjusting the weight of your heavy ass saddle before guiltily following you along. You weren’t wrong, he was being an asshole. He hated being wrong, and he hated apologizing even more but he couldn’t let you go around stomping your feet and being mad at him all damn weekend, something told him that probably wasn’t in his best interest. And besides, he did actually feel bad for snapping at you like that, you didn’t deserve it. He did like seeing you get all riled up like that though, the storm that started brewing in your eyes..it was a nice change from your normally friendly and people pleasing personality. He liked that you obviously knew how to stand up for yourself too.  

The door of the trailer was open by the time he had finally meandered his way out of the barn, and he can hear you getting the horse settled into it. He makes quick work of putting the saddle into the back of your Jeep, closing the door and making his way to the trailer. He watches you, one arm braced against the metal door as his eyes follow your movements. You pat your horse on her long nose and then turn around, hands on your hips as you step down onto the ground of the driveway. 

You’re staring up at him expectantly, chewing your plump bottom lip with your hands on your hips. It took all the will power he never knew he had not to put his thumb on your fucking mouth, stopping you from what you surely couldn’t have realized was a surprisingly sinful act. He licks his chapped lips, looking off to the side before sighing. “I’m sorry for bein’ an asshole.” He says quietly, brown eyes searching your face for any sort of reaction. “I shouldn’t have snapped at ya like that..” 

Your face softens and something close to a smile graces the corners of your mouth as you push his chest lightly, your hands no longer defensively on your hips. “Apology accepted.” You say, meaning it. You had forgiven him the moment you had snapped at him too, you knew he was just as new to this whole situation as you were, you guys were still learning one another, that wasn’t any excuse to be yelling at each other but it was a reason to never let it happen again without at least trying to talk first. “But i’m not sorry for snappin’ back at you. You deserved it.” 

He laughs, a genuine, hearty sound coming from his throat and brings a hand up to muss your hair as he helps you close up and lock the trailer. “Alright..suppose we better go get that lunch you were talkin’ about earlier and then go pack up your stuff for the weekend.” The sun was fully up now, and even though it was only nine thirty in the morning, and he had all of an hour and a half of sleep under his belt, he was ready for lunch with you, and he was ready to get his dad and his wife out of the fuckin’ house so he could maybe relax just a little bit, maybe get a few more hours of sleep..

After a small squabble about who’s going to drive the Jeep you’re pulling up to the curb of Gator’s favorite diner in town, and he’s letting out a breath of relieved air as he steps foot on the ground. 

“Oh stop bein’ so dramatic!” You laugh walking side by side with him up to the door of the busy diner. He had spent the whole ten minute drive with one hand braced on the back of your seat and the other braced on the dash, telling you to slow down or to not hit your brakes so damn hard or to stop taking corners so fast and sharp with a damn horse trailer attached to you. You rolled your eyes after every comment, but found them more and more endearing as you heard the actual fear in his voice. That wasn’t the first time a boy had been scared to be in your passenger seat before. 

“Stop bein’ such a bad fuckin’ driver!” He retaliates, brown eyes wide as he holds open the door of the diner for you, you cackle and duck under his arm, breathing in his cologne and the smell of that damn fruity ass vape that he keeps puffing on. “You’re a menace to the road, Pearl, i swear!” 

He hears you mocking him and pushes the back of your head gently as the two of you find an empty space in the busy restaurant, a booth in the back corner next to windows where the light shines in. He insists on taking the side of the booth that faces the rest of the diner, wanting to have a good view of any potential danger (though he doesn't tell you that). 

A friendly waitress sidles up to the table as the two of you settle, you giggling after he mutters something more about your driving. “Mornin’ Gator, miss.” She says, nodding at the two of you. She’s plump and motherly, her hair brown and curly. You can tell from the smile on her face that she clearly knows the boy across the table from you. “Coffee for you, hon?” 

“Yes Ma’am,” Gator nods, one of the friendliest looks you’d seen in your whole short time of knowing him on his face as he looked up at her, his brown eyes filled with warmth you hadn’t seen towards anyone before. “And..i’m feeling lunchy today, how about a patty melt and fries, please?” You realized he must come here pretty often if the waitress knew his coffee order, and he didn’t need a menu to order. 

“You got it Gator,” She says warmly, turning to you next. “And for your..friend?” 

“Fiance, actually.” He says before you have the chance to speak, you’re stunned for a moment and so is the woman. This is the first time anyone outside of your families and the people directly involved with the wedding planning had been told that you guys were technically engaged, your face flushes as the realization and the weight of the title actually being out in the open for the first time. 

You can tell that she wants to ask more questions by the furrow in her brow and the hesitation before she clears her throat, but she thankfully doesn’t pry any farther. “And for your fiance?” 

You give a sheepish smile, that quickly turns to a deep rooted frown when the friendly woman tells you that they don’t stock flavored coffee creamers, or serve iced coffee. “Dr. Pepper then,” You say, the smile returning back to your face as Gator makes a mental note to stop by the local coffee shop for you on the way back to the Augastine ranch. “And I’ll do chicken tenders, with fries please!” 

She gives a smile and says she’ll be back soon, as soon as she gone Gator cracks up laughing at you. “What?” You pout, and he only shakes his head at you, causing your pout to deepen. “It’s not nice to laugh at people, is there dirt on my face? Gator!” The way you whined his name struck a different kind of chord in him and he quickly stopped laughing, shaking his head as he situated himself in his seat. 

He knew most men would have found the whining annoying but it was clear you didn’t do it on purpose, and it sent a tingle down his spine when you said his name like that. “Flavored coffee creamer?” You roll your eyes and kick him under the table, which only makes him laugh more. 

You had to admit, you liked how young and happy it made his face look when he laughed, and you wished he would do more of it. 

A couple of hours tick by as the two of you sit in your cozy little booth in the diner, eating and bickering and laughing at each other as customers come and go around you. He was sweet in his own rugged, rough way, your own personal diamond in the rough. You didn’t mind, it just meant you could have fun chipping away at him and softening him up around the edges. The more you got to know him over the past week, the more you started to think that maybe this marriage thing wouldn’t be so horrible. You could both learn to love each other over the years, and who knows, maybe you would fall in love in the way that all those people in the movies did. You had always wanted a silver screen romance..

Gator pays for the both of you before you can even dig your credit card out of your stupid little purse, which causes you to pout. “Hey, I was the one that asked you to come eat!” You argued and boy just sighs, giving you a pointed look that clearly said to shut the fuck up. You pout but don’t push on the matter, letting him steal the Jeep keys off of the table top as you slide off of your fluffy, overstuffed bench. 

“Alright, lets go pick up your stuff for the weekend and drop your trailer off,” He had work tonight again and he was hoping to get a couple extra hours of sleep in before his father left. The nights were always longer when he was tired, but he wasn’t going to complain. Gator loved his job. 

You follow him through the crowded diner, staying right underfoot. You hadn’t realized before but people were staring at the two of you, it made your cheeks flush when eyes bored into you as you walked and nervously, you grab onto the back of his shirt. He stiffens beneath your touch, and cranes his neck to look at you, eyebrows furrowed under the brim of his hat. “People are staring.” You whisper, he purses his lips and looks around before shrugging as you get closer to the door. “Why are they staring?” You weren’t used to attention like that, and you were afraid that somehow it would get back to Boyd that you were here with Gator and you would somehow get in trouble for it, fiance or not. 

“Because i’m the Sheriff’s son, and this is the first time i’ve been out in public with my fiance.” He says, as if it wasn’t that big of a deal. “Sherry probably went and spread the word while we were eating, it’s no big deal Pearlie, the whole town was gonna find out one way or another.” He pushes the door of the diner open with one hand, and with the other he grabs your hand off the back of his shirt, using his grip to push you in front of him out the door. 

“I figured they would have done an announcement in the paper or somethin’ by now.” You mutter, hands in your pockets as you walk side by side to the jeep with him. You don’t argue when he opens the passenger side door for you, but you do give him a shit eating grin as you step up onto the running boards to climb in. 

“Yeah, well, they’re probably leaving that up to us too.” He mutters as he closes your door and quickly walks around the front end. You thought it was rather sweet of him, opening the doors for you, but you wouldn’t say anything, you didn’t want to freak him out. He wastes no time in pulling away from the diner, casually driving your car with one hand while the other rested on the gear shift on the center console. 

You studied his hand, how much bigger than the gear shift knob it was, you could barely fit your own around it but his smothered it, leaving no trace of it under his palm. His thick fingers tensing and untensing around it, as if he were squeezing it like a stress ball. You bite your lip, looking up as the car comes to a stop and he throws it in park. “What are we doing?” You ask, noticing him lifting his ass out of the seat out of the corner of his eye, shoving his hand in his pocket. 

“You ask a lot of questions, you know?” He quips, grabbing a twenty dollar bill out of his wallet holding it out towards you. You simply stare at it, and then lift your big ass, curious eyes to stare at him. He sighs, sagging against the seat. “Go in and get your damned flavored coffee, felt bad they didn’t have it at the diner..” 

You feel your cheeks start to flush, and though you were tempted to argue and tell him he didn’t need to stop, you felt yourself unbuckling your seatbelt because that was just too damn sweet. You start to get out of the car, grabbing your purse when he clicks his tongue at you, shoving his hand at you again. You decide it’s best not to argue, you don’t want to annoy him anymore than you clearly already do without meaning to, you take it, using the grip on his hand to pull him across the console. You kiss his cheek sweetly, pulling away with a smile. “Thank you..” You say, turning and jumping from the Jeep as quickly as you could without hurting yourself. 

Gator is stunned by the show of affection, his neck flushed red from the interaction. He shakes his head, fighting back the smile on his face by putting his vape to his mouth as he watches you happily skip into the fucking coffee shop. “She’s gonna be the death of me..” He grumbles to himself, running a hand down his face after breathing out the fruity flavored vape that he filled his lungs with. 

You’re grateful that he’s with you when you go home because you can sense Boyd’s mood before you can see him, the house is still and quiet, the girls off at school for the day, the nanny is not needed until this afternoon. You walk through the front door with Gator laughing about the way he had narrowly avoided a hoof to his head when he was walking with Bubbles, you giggle at him as he exaggerates the scene that you had had your back turned to, shaking your head as you start for the stairs. 

“Where have you been?” His voice is cold and sends a shiver down your spine. You stop in your tracks, one hand on the bannister and turn to face him. You don’t dare look at him, but you put a complacent smile on your face nonetheless. You can feel Gator behind you, his hands sliding into his pockets much like they were on the first time he had been to your so-called home. 

“I was on that ride with Roy,” You say, calling Gator’s father by his name, he tenses behind you at the mention of the man, and you’re tempted to glance up at him and offer him a comforting smile. “And we got to talking about the wedding and what not and how i would like his girls to be in it, and he thought it would be a great idea,” You’re starting to babble, and you begin to worry that your words aren’t making any sense because of the way that his face changes. “So now Gator and I are here to pack up a bag for me because we’re going to be watching his sisters while their parents are gone for the weekend..” 

“We stopped and got an early lunch first,” Gator steps in, you feel his hand on your lower back and it brings a sense of calmness to you for some strange reason. “She was hungry..sorry, i shoulda had her call you or somethin’ didn’t mean to make you worry, Sir..” 

Boyd is quiet for a long beat, his jaw ticking like it does when he’s angry and trying not to show it. You swallow back your fear knowing that you’re safe with Gator here. 

“When will you be back?” He narrows his cold eyes at you, they hold no emotion other than the contempt that you know he feels for you, and that makes you nervous for what you’ll endure when you come home Monday afternoon, but grateful for the time you’ll have away. 

“I’ll be back Monday afternoon, after his parents come home.” You say, tired of the conversation and no longer wanting to be involved. You turn and start heading up the stairs, knocking Gator’s hand from your back as you leave without being dismissed, something you’re sure you’ll hear about next week. “See you then.” 

Gator is quick to follow behind, giving your step father a friendly smile as he clambers up the stairs behind you. “What was that all about?” He asks in a hushed voice as he follows onto the second floor landing. 

You shake your head and walk past your sisters’ room and farther on to yours, locking the door behind you. You don’t notice the way Gator’s eyebrows pinch when he notices you’ve barricaded yourselves in the room by locking it. 

“He’s an asshole.” Is all you say, shrugging off the encounter before heading to your closet to find your suitcase. 

When you come out you see Gator with his hands in his pockets again, looking around your bedroom, the one area of the house that was completely and utterly you. Pink and red accents, white frilly lace..teddy bears and fluffy pillows and blankets..the room was so..you. He had gotten his attention caught to a smattering of photo frames on your big white dresser, all of them held you in them, smiling that big beautiful smile of yours (sometimes it would be reaching your eyes, lighting them up happily, but most times it wasn’t), all of them held different people, your sisters mostly, and whom he assumed was a friend from school, a tall brunette with killer legs in a bikini with her arms around you. There was another guy in the photo too that he tried not to be jealous of, but he had his arm around your waist and was grinning down at the two of you as you guys stood on a dock in front of a boat. He loved how happy you looked there in that moment, like your mind wasn’t laden with such heavy burdens like planning a wedding you were legally bound to, or dealing with a clearly tense situation with your step father. His favorite picture though, was one of you and an older woman, your mama, he assumed. You were laughing in the photo a mess of birthday cake frosting smeared across your cheek and some pink tinsel in your hair. The silver balloons behind you said ‘15’. 

“That’s my mama..” You said, sliding up behind him. He jumps, slightly scared. “That’s the only picture i have left of her..Boyd has all the rest, wont let me see ‘em. I think they’re up in the attic somewhere.” You sniff a little, trying not to cry as you turn away, hands on your hips. “Right, lets get this stuff together.” 

After about an hour or so you’ve stuffed the whole suitcase with more clothes than you really need for an entire weekend, Gator had lightened the mood by teasing you when you tried to hide your panties and bras as you packed them, telling you it’s not like he hadn’t seen any before, and he would be seeing yours for the foreseeable future, and then making you laugh at his genuine confusion at your array of shampoos and body washes in the your shower. 

“Oh no, don’t tell me you’re one of those 3 in 1 off the shelf at the grocery store kinda guys..” You laugh, looking at him looking at the four different bottles of soaps in his hands. “Please tell me you use something that costs more than ten dollars on your hair! It’s too pretty not to use cheap crap!” You hadn’t really meant to call his hair pretty out loud, but it really was pretty, you couldn’t deny it.

He doesn’t mention it though and instead looks up at you bewildered. “Are you tellin’ me you spent more than twenty dollars on all this crap combined?” He asks, completely in awe. “Oh my god Pearlie, please tell me you’re not gonna be breakin’ my bank on fuckin’ shampoo- it’s shampoo!” 

The two of you burst out in laughter after a moment and you deemed it best not to tell him how much you spent on hair care quite yet, afraid that he would have an aneurysm if you did. He’s gentlemanly enough to help you carry the suitcase back out to the Jeep. 

He even carries it into his daddy’s house for you, and up the stairs where he shows you his bedroom. He tosses the case unceremoniously onto his bed, where it bounces. You look around for a moment, eyebrows raised as you take in the scenery. It was messier than you had imagined, but it smelled so much like him and his damn vape that you couldn’t help but to take a deep breath of air. The room wasn’t too big, and his queen sized bed took up most of the space, the rest of it littered with his clothes on the floor and posters on the wall..you noticed some trophies on a shelf that you would have to ask about later. 

“It’s not much, and it’s usually not so messy..” He says, you think he might be a little embarrassed by the red flush of his cheeks. “I’m sorry you have to sleep in here with me, but it’s better than the couch or crashing on the floor in the girls’ room..” 

“I don’t mind, Gator..” You say, giving him a little smile as you turn to face him. “It’s a fuckin’ pig stye though.” You laugh and he follows suit, nodding along with you. You had a pretty good idea of what you would be doing to keep yourself busy while Jessica and Maude were at school tomorrow, or until they would come home this afternoon. 

The rest of the early afternoon was spent with Karen giving you a run down of the girls’ schedules and how to feed them and dress them. Something about the woman irritated you to your core, maybe it was the way she clearly held nothing but disdain for her step son, or maybe it as the way that she spoke to you like you were stupid and couldn’t possibly be capable of taking care of her children, either way, it made your eye start to twitch the more you thought about it. 

You were grateful when Roy seemed to have finally had enough of hanging around after he had dutifully packed their bags into his old chevy and got a little snappy with his wife, who quickly scurried out of the door. He gave you a friendly squeezed of your shoulder, his giant hand engulfing your shoulder, before mentioning something to Gator in hushed tones that seemed to only upset the boy as his voice turned tense and cold and his back stiffened like it did earlier in the day. 

The house was quiet once the door shut, creepily quiet once the old Chevy had meandered it’s way out of the gates of the house and down the road of the ranch. You stood in the doorway of the kitchen, not quite sure what to do with yourself as you kept your eyes on your fiance. He’s watching out the windows next to the door, his back muscles still tense. You wondered if he would be upset with you if you asked what his father had said, if you asked if he was okay. You decide against it though. “Gator?” You ask, your voice soft, small and quiet. He hums in response, hands on his hips as he glances back at you. “Shouldn’t we go pick up the girls?” You noticed it was nearing time for school for your own sisters  to be out, and while Gator’s went to a private christian school you figured they probably had the same start and out times as your sisters’ school. “It’s almost three..” 

“Yeah..” He runs a hand down his face, clearing his throat. “Yeah, let’s get going.” 

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Bucky x reader smut, were the reader is insecure about her looks, weight, appearence. Whatever, shes just not happy with how she looks, shes insecure. But!! 👀 hear me out. Shes got a praise kink, she loves it. But she also has a hard time accepting compliments cause, u know its hard XD so! Bucky finds out and essentially worships her relentlesly in bed, absolute best dude super sweet but isnt afraid to man handle. Like, oh u think ur too heavy? Bam im picking u up and fucking u against the wall, try me.

Im going insane. The THOTS im having 🥴 uhhhhhh ya anyway. Hed be so good and caring but relentless at the same time hed be so good i just know it broskee

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warning: slight exhibitionism, praise, pet names, cream pie, 18+ to interact, smut

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summary: Bucky decides to show you how beautiful he thinks you are

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You did try your best to be positive, truly, you did. But when you were walking past a mirror? Or when you caught your reflection in the shopping windows? Your mind couldn’t help but whisper.

Whispering negativity in your heart and twist your confidence until the smile that was gracing your lips only moments ago was replaced with a frown. It caused you to tug your shirt down to hide and move your hair to cover anything you couldn’t stand to look at.

And Bucky just couldn’t understand it.

His eyes catching the small moments that you thought no one noticed.

So, he started off slow.

When walking by you as he headed to the training room to meet with Sam. He directed his smile at you and greeted you with a, “Hello, Beautiful.” He enjoyed the way your cheeks darkened red from his compliment but you were quick to dismiss him with a wave of your hand.

And you see, Bucky was a man who had been touch starved for a long time and he wasn’t used to reaching out. But meeting you, it had changed him. And to simply put it, he couldn’t get enough. Wanting to be around you, to hold you, to tell you how beautiful he really thought you were.

He didn’t understand how you couldn’t see it yourself?

So he tried again, when he saw you in the kitchen struggling to grab a snack from the pantry; he didn’t hesitate to slide over. His height towering over you as he held onto your hip with his metal hand and grabbed the snack you wanted.

“Thank you,” you mumbled softly and Bucky smiled, squeezing your hip in response as he nodded his head.

“Anything for you, Beautiful.” But like before, you shook your head in denial and left him with a frown as you went back to your room.

So, that’s when he decided, maybe you needed a different approach.

On a quiet Sunday, you were surprised to find yourself in a store with Bucky.

The handsome super hero following behind you diligently as you browsed the store slowly. You weren’t sure why he invited himself to join you but you did enjoy his company so you didn’t object.

Your fingers brushed along the clothesline, eyes roaming over various patterns and colors of dresses as you walked.

And you did your best not to pay attention to the other women who gaped and fawned over the handsome brunette behind you.

“That one looks nice,” he hummed as you lifted one dress up to look at it closer. You could feel his warmth as he stood close behind you and it burned a heat through your body. “You should try it on.”

You’re not sure if it was because of how close he was too you or because you actually agreed but you found yourself in a dressing room with Bucky right outside.

The dress was beautiful. Perfect for the summer and actually didn’t look half bad on you. You turned every which way to get different angles but we’re distracted by the shuffling outside.

“You have it on?” Bucky’s voice filtered through the door and you instantly felt nervous as you remembered the handsome man right outside. “Can I see?” Was his next question and you second guessed yourself as you stared further into the mirror.

“Uhm,” your voice went up in pitch from your anxiety and you tugged the bottom of the dress that fell just above your knees.

Your hesitation was enough for Bucky and he shocked you as he popped into the dressing room, quickly shutting the door behind him so no one else got a free show.

“Bucky!” Your alarm had him turning around and finally getting a look at you.

His eyes slowly raked over your body, his teeth sinking into his bottom lip. Fuck, you looked good. And with his lack of response, you shuffled from one foot to the other more nervous now you were trapped in a small space with the handsome man. “Absolutely gorgeous,” he whistled and your blush darkened as you pushed on his chest lightly.

“You’re not supposed to be here,” you huffed and Bucky’s hands found your waist as he tilted his head down at you. “We could get kicked out!”

“You’re definitely buying it, right?” He completely ignored your chides and turned you around so you faced the mirror. He hugged you from behind and met your eyes in the mirror. “I’m definitely buying it for you.”

“Bucky!”

His hands ran down your sides and played with the hem at the bottom, ghosting over your thighs. You held your breath. “But you might be too irresistible wearing this around the tower.” He whispered right into your ear and your eyes widened, his words bringing a warmth between your thighs.

You tried again, weakly calling his name, “Bucky.” And his hands disappeared under your dress. His blue eyes darkening as he kept your gaze in the mirror.

“If you can’t accept my compliments, then I guess I’ll have to show you.” He murmured and your lips parted in shock, your back now pressed firmly against his chest. “But you gotta be quiet, Bunny.” He mused, a smirk dancing on his lips now. “Don’t wanna get kicked out.”

Your body froze as Bucky’s fingers danced up your leg, his eyes staring intently into yours through the mirror. “Don’t stop watching,” he whispered and you gasped as the pads of his fingers dipped and brushed along your clothed pussy.

You and him both groaned as he felt just how wet you were and he immediately used his free hand to cover your mouth as his fingers slipped under your panties and into your slicked heat. “Are you this wet for me?” He hummed lowly and your eyes clenched shut as he pumped two fingers in and out of you slowly, your moans muffled by his hand that was still over your mouth.

A jolt of pain stung through your shoulder suddenly and caused your eyes to fly open. You watched through the mirror as Bucky’s tongue swept over the bite he had placed on your shoulder as he continued to fill you with his fingers over and over. “I told you too watch,” he said and the soft noise of his digits working inside you filled the room softly. You blushed harder.

“I knew you’d be good for me,” Bucky hummed and added another finger. “You’re taking me so well, baby.” His praised enticed a whine from you and he felt your pretty pussy clench around his fingers. He smirked.

“You like it when I tell you how good you are?” He mused and his thumb connected to your clit. Your body jerked and he made sure your legs wouldn’t give as he rubbed your sensitive bundle of nerves as he curled his fingers just right.

Your eyes rolled back in pleasure as his fingers brushed the gummy spot inside of you and you were thankful that his hand was over your mouth. The moan you let out was beyond sinful and had Bucky pressing his hard-on against your ass in response.

“Stay quiet,” he warned and then let go off your mouth as he slipped his fingers from between your thighs.

Bucky could see through the mirror how hazy your eyes were as you caught your breath. He gave you a wink as he licked his fingers clean, groaning softly at your taste. “C’mere,” he ordered and you instantly obeyed.

Bucky sat down on the small bench in the dressing room. He had unbuckled his belt and freed himself from his boxers. His length curving up to his abdomen as he pumped his fist over his girth, your eyes couldn’t stop watching the bit of pre-cum that leaked from his red tip. Your mouth watered at the sight.

Once you were close enough, Bucky pulled your panties down your legs and brought onto his lap. Your knees on either side of his hips as he lined his cock to your entrance.

He teased his tip up and down your folds, using your slick to coat his shaft as he pulled you into a loving kiss. “You’re going to be a good girl and stay quiet, yeah?” He hummed and you nodded your head dumbly your mind only on Bucky’s cock.

With one hand on your waist, Bucky slowly pulled you down and entered you. He eyes clenching shut as his head tipped back, he had to bite his lip from groaning loudly because you felt like heaven.

You on the other hand, clutched onto his shoulders as you felt every inch fill you slowly. He had to be the biggest you’ve ever taken and the stretch brought both pleasure and pain as you tried to contain your moans.

And once he was entirely in, his hand found the back of your head, pulling you into another kiss as you adjusted to his size. “Ride me,” he ordered and his hands grabbed your ass squeezing and earning a moan from you.

You followed his instructions and held onto his shoulder with one hand as your other hand rested on the wall behind him.

You lifted up on your knees, feeling his veiny shaft slide along your walls perfectly before going down again and stuffing yourself full once more. Your wall clenched around his girth and you began your pace. Bouncing yourself faster on his lap as each time brought you more and more pleasure.

“Looking so pretty, fucking yourself on my cock, Bunny.” He whispered the words and you felt more slick gather around his base. Bucky held onto your waist, helping your movements as he watched you. “Making a mess, you like it when I praise you, huh?” He cooed and the coil in your abdomen burned as your bounces sped up, chasing your release.

“S’big,” your eyes watered as the pleasure overwhelmed you. Your thighs began to shake as your movement grew sporadic. “Feels so good, Bucky.” You whined and Bucky could have come just from that.

Your slick smeared down his balls as you continued to ride him and Bucky could hear the creaking from the bench underneath him. Fuck it.

Without hesitating, Bucky’s arms wrapped around you as he stood up, still inside you. The new angle had him sliding deeper and hitting your soft spot perfectly.

And when he moved you gasped, surprised and turned on by his strength as he fucked into you harder. “Watch,” he hummed and your eyes flickered to the mirror.

You could see your face over Bucky’s shoulder as he pressed you against the wall, bullying his cock deeper into your pussy as he brought you closer to your orgasm. “Bucky, I’m close,” you whimpered, nails digging into his back as he buried his cock into you faster.

“Cum on my cock, Baby.” He grunted and your pussy throbbed around his shaft at the thought. “Show me how good I make you feel,” his lips attached to the curve of your neck and your head tilted back, granting him more access.

It was too much, the drag of his cock hitting your gummy spot with each roll of his hips as he kissed your neck and whispered praise. It pushed you over the edge, your lips parting in a silent sob as you saw white.

You gushed around Bucky’s cock, squeezing him as he continued to rut into you, helping you through your orgasm. “That’s my girl,” he praised watching as your eyes screwed shut and your back arched in pleasure. “Fuck you look so perfect.” He cooed and his hips stuttered as you continued to clench around his shaft. “You gonna be a good girl and take my cum?” He asked you felt your head nod as you babbled a yes.

That was all Bucky needed before his cock twitched inside of you, his cum filling you up as he kept you pinned against the wall.

Once you felt your breath regulate, you felt Bucky slowly slip out of you. His head dipping down to kiss you as you felt him tug on your dress. When he pulled away, the tag for the dress was ripped and now in his hand as he fixed his slacks. He gave you another wink.

To say you hid behind Bucky as he handed the ripped tag to the cashier ten minutes later was an understatement. The cashier was probably blushing as hard as you as she rang you up, noting Bucky’s messy hair and both of your disheveled looks.

You probably won’t be able to step a foot inside that store for a while. But you can’t pay attention to that, not when Bucky leans over to you when you get in the car to head home and he tells you that if he ever catches you feeling bad about yourself again he would show you otherwise again and again and again if need be.

#assembletheimagines #bucky smut #bucky barnes smut #bucky x reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x reader smut #bucky barnes x reader smut #bucky x you #bucky barnes x you #bucky x y/n #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky fic #bucky barnes fic #smut

[samantha-rae-velcher]

The more you know

Mickey Milkovich x Fem reader

Requested by: @chaosanxietysblog thank you for requesting!

Warnings: Smut! Knife play, degrading, swearing.

A/n: 18+ If you don't like the warnings please don't read! PLEASE KEEP MY COMMENT SECTION AGGRESSION FREE! ANY RUDE COMMENTS AND YOU WILL BE BLOCKED!

Request: Mickey finds out Y/n has a knife kink, and she is a huge masochist

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Y/n was sitting on her couch when Mickey walked in without even knocking, no words were spoken as he went to the fridge and grabbed a beer, taking a swig.

"This beer tastes like watered down piss, you drink this shit?" He asked, sitting down next to her.

Y/n had all her attention on her sketchbook, she was doing a very detailed drawing of Mickey and her.

"What are you doing?" He asked. "lemme see that."

Mick slid it out of her hands and flapped it a couple of times before examining it.

"Damn, is that us?"

"Yeah."

He nodded, "It's really good, am I holding a knife?"

"You're actually brushing it against my face."

"Uh-huh..." He chuckled, "And what would've happened next, you know if it was real?"

Y/n blushed, she never told Mickey about her knife kink. Y/n was afraid he would think she was weird.

"Y-you, uhm..." She stuttered.

Mick smiled, standing up and pulling her to her feet.

"Let's see, I have you against the wall in that. Don't I?"

"Mhm."

Mickey raised his brows, slowly backing her up against the wall. A chill ran down Y/n's spine when she heard the click of his knife and the cool metal of it running up her thigh.

"You could've told me you were into this, baby." He whispered, pressing a kiss to her neck.

"i didn't know how you would react."

Mickey smiles, picking her up and throwing her onto the couch. He pushed up her dress, dragging the blade up her thigh and cut her panties. Mickey pulled them off and threw them over his shoulder, he began unbuckling his belt and working at his button.

"You should've told me about this, I'm gonna fuck you so hard."

Y/n watched with a sly look on her face, as Mick pulled his cock from his jeans and lined himself up. She gripped the back of his neck as he pushed in and began thrusting hard, immediately hitting her G-spot just right.

Y/n let out a low moan, her other hand grabbing at his bicep. Mick leaned closer, nibbling and sucking at her neck while playing with her clit.

"You like that?" He growled.

"Mm-hmm."

"Use your fuckin words."

"Y-Yes, feels s-so good."

Mickey smirked, holding her arms against the back of the couch. His thrusts were getting harder, he dragged the knife up her thigh causing a chill to run down her body.

"Fuck, you're so wet." He moaned, his thrusts getting sloppy. "You feel so good around me, baby."

"Im so c-close." Her voice sounded shaky.

"So am I...cum for me, baby."

Y/n's back arched as he teased her clit, the feeling of her orgasm wash over her and the heat of Mickeys coat her walls.

Both outta breath, Mick pulls her up off the couch and slaps her ass.

"Got any other kinks?"

THE END ❤️

I hope you enjoyed

Reblogs are welcome 🤗

#fyp #foryou #fanfic #foryoupage #x reader #smut #requested #mickey milkovich x you #mickey milkovich x fem reader #mickey milkovich x y/n #mickey milkovich x reader

[porcalinecunt]

𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐗 — 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏

💀 KINKTOBER EVENT

🎧 𝐅𝐔𝐉𝐈𝐍 𝐗 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

𝐜𝐰 — sub!reader. soft dom!fujin. ftm!reader. body worship. slight use of powers. teasing. praise kink. some oral. general vanilla. perversion(?)

a/n: god i want fujin SO BAD (๑>◡<๑) i dont see much content of him here, but after some inspo on ao3, i HAD to write for him. sorry if this one isn’t as explicit as the other entries, im still getting to know his charecter and seeing what suits him best. otherwise, enjoy fujin likers! 🤍

He swore he’d never fall for a mortal, but the heart will always get what it wants, even in a god.

Warmth and affection were foreign to Fujin, the only companion he really had was Raiden, but even the lighting god was cold to his brother. Being Earthrealm’s protectors costs too much, including the chances of love.

Hence his confusion, when a meer human who’s curiosity got the better of him caught Fujin’s eye. He had no clue if he was amused at the man’s stupidity, or from how drop dead gorgeous he was.

It didn’t matter how many times he stressed it to himself that you were to be forgotten, to get out of his head. He had a whole realm to protect for crying out loud, yet he still found himself getting embarrassingly hard at the lewd images his mind created against his own will. He wanted to curse your name for being so naive, for lacking judgement when it came to crossing the God of Wind. But in the same breath, he found himself fawning over you.

After all, it was an accident. It was him that crossed into your quite, mist covered village within the depths of Earthrealm. He stepped onto your path when you were just returning after an early morning walk to pick from your fresh harvest, your skin dewy and flushed from the cold, wet air. Fujin immediately felt his heart pound, out of both shock and anxiety. However, it was your reaction that solidified the demi-god’s crush.

“I-I’m so sorry..! Am I disturbing you?”

Your gentle tone and worried gaze with eyes that laid on Fujin’s blade and crossbow, with a basket of white peached that still had droplets of water on them. However, Fujin’s mind couldn’t help itself from pointing out the very thing he was thinking about. It was your figure.

You were petite, so much smaller compared to the demi-god. Even through the loose yukata, the back of your neck was exposed thanks to your hair being tied up. Fujin touched his lips, wanting to lean closer and ravage your soft skin. Your smaller body looked delicate, enough for his head to fill with fantasies of you. If he could, he would’ve picked you up and fucked you silly against a tree. Watching the yukata fall off, exposing what hid underneath.

He could only stare, afraid that he startled you from his weapons that were blatantly visible to the naked eye. The silence was deafening, before he spoke up in a quite voice.

“Apologies, please, you first.” As he awkwardly stood to the side of the path, allowing you to pass him by without problems. He seemed to have gotten his feelings under control, but the wind suddenly betrayed him. Rather, revealed what he truly felt within. A sudden whoosh fell upon your ears, as a ribbon of wind wrapped itself against your flushed cheek. Almost like a hand touching it, it snuck under your ear till you felt it kiss your neck.

You turned around, giving the snow haired god one final look and an awkward wave before turning back to the village. Meanwhile, Fujin was practically flustered beyond belief. He knew you knew, and you did as well as him. However, he knew the rules too well. A relationship with a mortal would end in tragedy, constant berating from Raiden and the day you’d leave this world would forever leave an unsealable hole in his heart.

But it always, always, gets what it wants.

The demi-god’s hands roamed your chest, staring down at you while you couldn’t maintain eye contact with him. You were pressed between his larger body and the cold, wooden wall behind you. Fujin’s thick fingers crept up to your neck, gently persuading you to look at him. His eyes go wide and he had to hold back from ripping your hayori off right then and there. Your eyes were bright in the dim sunlight, every single imperfection on your face washed in the pink hue that spilled into your room.

He couldn’t hold himself back any longer, as he carried you off into bed and set you down on the edge. He tugged at your hayori till it fell off your shoulders, revealing your bare figure to him. Immediately, Fujin latched his mouth onto your neck, gently biting down on the soft flesh. Instinctively, you spread your legs and allowing him to sink between your thighs, his bulge couldn't be more obvious but he didn't care at that point. He trailed his lips down to your chest, reaching your taut nipples and went for one of them while his hand tweaked the other. The sharp contrast of his warm tongue against your nipple forced a mewl out of you, holding the back of his head with your fingers tangled into his loose hair.

"F-Fujin..ah..slow down.."

He looked up, half lidded white eyes filled with a carnal lust that hasn't been fulfilled in decades stare daggers into you. He crawled back up to press a soft and passionate kiss against your lips, all while he murmurs nothing but praise as he traced every curve and bone in your body.

"How did I have the strength to resist you, the nerve to turn away from an angel. My dear, you have driven me beyond insane..”

He whispered in his husky, low voice in your ear. All while his hands touched dangerously close to your throbbing cunt. Yet his movements were slow, almost treating you like a glass statue. It wasn’t driven by a need for a quick fuck, but a insatiable adoration of you. One that could never be extinguished by just one night of sex.

Fujin slipped his fingers through your lips, teasing your clit with his thumb while you gripped his wrist. His lips still remained glued against yours, drinking up your whines and muffled pleas for more. It no longer mattered to him that he was doing something so taboo, so inconvenient for him as a god. He was beyond infatuated with you, and he will prove it through the pleasure he invokes in you, treating you as if you were created by the Elder Gods themselves.

“Beautiful, beautiful my darling..just allow me to do all the work. Take good care of you like you deserved..”

🎧 this work belongs to @porcalinecunt. reblogs and feedback are appreciated. <3

#𓆩♱𓆪 — porcelaincunt ! #kinktober #kinktober 2023 #mk x reader #mk fujin #mortal kombat x you #mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat 11 #mk11 #mk11 x reader #fujin mk11 #mk smut #mortal kombat smut #fujin x reader #fujin #fujin mortal kombat #fujin mk #mk11 fujin #ftm reader #trans reader #x male reader #male reader

[enderfenderdragon]

can you do tamaki amajiki with a breeding kink? Would also prefer some scenes of him being a switch.

yeah sure, i did make the reader female. is that okay? this is the first request i ever have had, so thank you. hope you like it! :D

also i realised i didn't really do the breeding kink, i just found it hard to write for. i'm so sorry, i know it was what you requested. but i tried to make up for it. i really am sorry. :(

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warnings!: dom!tamaki amajiki, sub!tamaki amajiki, dom!reader, sub-ish!reader, p in v, smutty (kind of), reader is a female. (sorry if you don't like that.) use of y/n. use of bunny (tamaki calls reader 'bunny') not proof read!.

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if you don't like the sound of the warnings please do not put in your opinion, please leave the comments, likes and reblogs for the people who like my posts and work.

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you moan his name and his thrusts speed up.

"am i doing good?" he asked looking into your eyes with affection and lust.

"y-yes, s-so good" you reply moaning his name once more.

you and tamaki have been at it for about an hour. him switching from being a sub to a dom then a sub again, it seems he likes to be submissive at the hands of y/n. who would of known? one of UA's big three was submissive with his partner.

you hear tamaki growl like a wolf and flips you over to your under side (belly). he starts beating his cock deep inside of your tight walls.

"a-ah!" you moan from surprise.

your moans and cries only make tamaki become even more dominate. but once he starts to get a little too ruff you tell him (more like beg him) to slow down.

"t-tamaki! t-too r-ruff!" you cry. back arching as

his eyes widen and his thrusts stop at once when he heard you cry. apologises and asking if your okay spill from his mouth.

"oh my god, y/n are you okay? i-im s-so sorry, b-baby im sorry" he quickly whispers.

he quickly and gently flips you over and cups your cheek.

"a-are you o-okay? i-im so so s-sorry. p-please f-forgive m-me." he whispers to you. resting his knees on the bed near your feet. his body stiff with anxiety.

you cup his hands on your cheeks.

"y-yes, you were g-great." you whisper back.

his whole body relaxes when you whisper this. you move one of your hands from his hand on your cheek to his cheek.

"b-but you did become a little too ruff. you have to remember, im not as strong as you tamaki" you say to him, voice stern. trying to make him realise or remember that you are indeed, smaller then him.

"i-im sorry b-bunny" he pulls you into a hug. you quickly hug him back and sigh.

"how about we just watch a movie hmm?" you say into his ear making him shiver, also making you laugh.

"d-dont laugh a-at m-me. i-it's n-not funny." he pouts.

"y-yes it is, it so is." you say back to him ruffling his hair.

you stand up and walk to your shared bathroom. you have a shower, and then tamki has a shower. while he is having his shower you get the snacks, the movie, the blankets and all the extra things you need when having a movie night with tamaki.

your sitting down thinking: 'why did tamaki growl, then flip me over. then start beating my pussy? is he okay? is he annoyed at me?'

your thoughts get interrupted when tamaki steps out of the shower, playing with his hair as a way of 'drying it' he calls it.

"hey" you hear him say.

tamaki crawls towards you on the bed, cupping you cheeks.

"w-whats on y-your mind b-bunny?" he asks tilting his head the way you always found adorable.

you sigh, looks at him through your eye lashes and takes a deep breath.

"why did you suddenly become very dominate and very ruff with me?" you ask, your voice small just above a whisper. afraid anyone would hear what you asked.

tamaki's face becomes a firing mess and he quickly covers his face with his hands.

you laugh and cup his hands, gently making him let you see his very red face you ask again. but instead of hiding his face tamaki mumbles so quiet you don't hear him.

"tamaki, hunny i didn't hear you." you say quietly back.

the next few words that escapes tamaki amajiki's mouth make your whole body stiffen and your face becomes hotter then a volcano.

"i-i was t-trying to b-breed y-you" he mumbles.

@the-little-devils-chaos

#amajiki x reader #tamaki x reader #amajiki x reader smut #my hero academia #my hero acedamia #my hero acadamy #my hero academy fanfiction #sub tamaki x reader #tamaki amajiki #amajiki tamaki #boku no hero academia #tamaki smut #smut #fluff #x reader #fem reader #imagine

[skinbeneaththeskull]

90s!tommy catching you touching yourself + maybe with a daddy kink if you’re comfortable with that?

i fucking have the fattest crush on 90s Tommy... so yes ofc i will write this 🧎‍♀️

being home alone, you had some time to yourself, using your time wisely. you were masturbating by yourself for the first time in a while, since Tommy was always there to fuck you dumb. you brought a hand down to your soaked panties, running two fingers through your folds and started rubbing your clit in tight circles, throwing your head back and moaning.

of course you pretended Tommy was the one touching you, moaning his name loudly, voice hitching with every move. you brought your fingers down to your hole, shoving them inside of you carelessly. it was harder to reach out an orgasm because they weren't as big as Tommy's, but you could still find a way.

you started going faster, wet noises filling the air, only to be accompanied with one loud moan of Tommy's name and several other softer moans. the bedroom door slammed open, the look on the others face startled by the loud screech.

"shit! babe, you okay?? what happen-"

it was Tommy. why was he home so early? you were happy, but he just stared at you like a robot or something. you were caught off guard, a little embarrassed now, "i- hi, baby- uh," you couldn't get much out, covering yourself up with a blanket.

he just stood there, mouth hide open, hands on his hips.

"now, why the fuck are you covering yourself? hiding from me? seriously?"

Tommy scoffed, him getting closer, ripping the blankets off of you, him at the bottom of the bed.

"need me to help?"

he asked, head tipped to the side. you just nodded softly, looking the drummer up and down.

he brought his fingers up to your mouth, signaling you to suck, and of course you did. he took them out when they were covered in saliva, him immediately entering them inside of you, curling his fingers as he watched your face contort.

"feel good?"

"m-mhm.. thank you,"

"good. 'cus this is all you're getting from me, sweetheart, so you better cum."

you stared down at Tommy, giving a pout, whining as you tried to fuck yourself on his fingers. you wanted more, needing Tommy so bad.

"p-please, but-"

"no."

"but i've been waiting for you all-"

"no buts. you were okay doing this by yourself earlier, weren't you princess?"

you gulped, giving a slight whine as Tommy sped up, ramming his fingers into you harder as if it were his dick. you sighed and just let Tommy finger fuck you. you were happy he was giving you atleast a little something.

you squirmed around, him smirking to himself, "daddy makin' my baby feel good? yeah? say it then, slut." he growled, him hitting your g spot easily, making you get more vocal. "ffuck! y-yes, feels so good, sir-"

Tommy slapped your thigh, and gave you a look. "sir?" he questioned, "that ain't my name, now is it now?" he huffed. "d-daddy! im- im sorry, please-" you were just whing for him to fuck you, needing him so bad it hurt. "oh are you, though?" "yes!! yes-" Tommy shrugged as he sat up, pulling his fingers out of you, them soaking wet with your slick.

you were afraid once he pulled out, soon seeing his pull himself out made you relieved. he lined up against your hole and pushed in the tip immediately brushing against your g spot. you closed your legs before Tommy ripped them apart to spread them open, him fucking you rough and fast.

"Tom- daddy, i- im gonna cum!"

"be my guest, princess."

he fucked you through your orgasm, him grunting once you came all over his dick. you were screaming almost as loud as you were when he wasn't home, repeating the name over and over again.

it was Tommy's time to cum, him emptying himself inside of your cunt, filling you up before he fucked it into you, your body going limp.

he pulled out, his seed deep inside of you, running out of your pussy and onto your thighs and sheets.

"thank you- thank you, thank you.."

Tommy smiled before placing a warm kiss on your cheek, caressing your hair as he plopped down next to you as you two cuddled off to sleep.

#motley crue #tommy lee #tommy x reader #tommy lee x reader #tommy smut #tommy lee smut

[vulpisnocturna]

Can I req 14 with Itachi??? Im down bad for rough dom Itachi~

Anon, this is absolute filth. I am also down bad astronomically for this Itachi :')

Link to NSFW prompt list

14) Character and reader in a consensual-non-consensual fantasy

Warnings: Reader and Itachi being ✨actors✨, CNC, degradation kink, praise kink, pretend kidnapping, light bondage, fingering, oral sex (f receiving), vaginal sex, creampie, power play, no Massacre AU

NSFW - Minors do not interact

‘Are you sure, my love?’ he asked, fingertips ghosting your cheek as he kissed you gently. He had asked you at least ten times in the past hour, wanting to make absolutely certain that you were comfortable, that you wanted this, that you liked the idea.

‘I’m sure, Itachi. I trust you completely. I want this’ you said, turning your head to kiss the palm of his hand. He nodded, his eyes turning into his sharingan as he gave you a gentle look.

‘And if you ever feel uncomfortable…’ he said, and you rolled your eyes, repeating the safe word as he’d asked you to do a dozen times.

‘Good. You can go now. I will give you ten minutes before I start’ he said. You hurried outside, jumping onto the rooftop and towards the forest. You knew Itachi would be onto you quickly, too quickly, but you tried to play the game at the best of your abilities. After all, that was also part of what made it so hot. You were panting fifteen minutes after as you rested against a tree trunk, your stomach in a knot as the dark, silent forest around you seemed to engulf you. Of course he wouldn’t make any noises. But it only meant you had no idea of where he was. 

When you felt a presence behind you you could not help but squeal as you turned and tried to jump away. He was quick to catch you, and you wondered how you had managed to be caught in an arm lock behind your back so quickly. His grip was steely, you could not move an inch. 

‘You’re coming with me’ his breath fanned your ear, and you thrashed against him, tearing a quiet groan from him as he pushed you against the tree, gripping your jaw and keeping your hands above your head.

He forced you to look into his crimson eyes, and you felt the world spin and darken around the edges.

‘Shh. You can’t do anything against these eyes. Sleep’ his voice was deep and mellow, thick like honey as it lulled you into losing consciousness.

When you woke up, you found yourself tied to the bed, your hands tied in a knot impossible to undo without help. 

Itachi was standing against the wall in front of the bed, carmine eyes shining in the dim light, his ANBU uniform doing nothing but highlighting his toned body. He looked at you, sending a shiver down your spine. His eyes were already liquid with want, but also dangerous and enigmatic. 

‘What do you want?’ you spat, struggling against the bindings. He uncrossed his arms, gracefully stepping closer to you and tilting his head at your weak attempt at getting out of the bindings he had made. 

‘Information. I want to know what your mission is, and the classified information you carry with you as a member of your ANBU squad’ he said calmly, his eyes boring into yours. 

‘Like I’d tell you anything’ you hissed, starting to get more and more turned on as Itachi smirked lazily, his fingertips brushing your hair away from your forehead almost contemptuously.

‘I didn’t imagine you would. No matter. I have other methods to make you compliant’ he said, his eyes roving down your body, making your mouth dry and your stomach tight. 

‘You could just use your sharingan, right? Make me talk with a genjutsu’ you said, staring at him as he traced your pulsing artery on your throat, making you swallow heavily.

‘That would be entirely too easy’ he murmured, pinning your hips down with his hand as he leaned forward to trace your lips with his tongue. You couldn’t help the small whimper that escaped you, and he lifted his head, smirking, before he dipped it again into the crook of your neck, breathing deeply.

‘So afraid, and yet so pliable. You must really want me’ he murmured, pleased as he licked the length of your throat. 

‘No’ you muttered, even though your mind was screaming yes, yes, yes.

And he knew it, because he laughed darkly, and the glint of metal caught your eye. The kunai gleamed in the light of the lamp as his elegant hands handled it and ripped your clothes, not even nicking your skin under his precise cut. 

‘How pretty. How sweet you are, glaring at me. I look forward to seeing that fade into desperate longing’ Itachi whispered, cutting your trousers and throwing them away along with your shirt, leaving you shivering in your underwear. 

‘Release me now’ you hissed, whimpering again when his hand gripped your jaw and he kissed you harshly, leaving you no time to react or take any control as he bit and licked your bottom lip, using your little gasp to push his tongue in your mouth, his hand gripping your hip hard enough to leave bruises.

‘Such a dirty mouth should be used for more useful things. Such as moaning and whining, and telling me what I want to know’ he said sweetly, his kunai once again flashing in the light as he swung it upward to cut your bra and underwear. You were absolutely drenched at that point, wondering how he was this good at making you believe this little scenario. 

His eyes roamed your body with clear, unbridled hunger in them, and he smirked as he stared between your legs, putting the kunai back in his holster and spreading your legs. At first, you let him, impossibly thrilled to have his hands where you needed him most, but then you remembered what you should do. You kicked your legs and thrashed, but he was quick to nestle himself between your legs and pin one thigh down with his knee and the other with his hand. 

‘Do not pretend to be a proper girl now. You are absolutely soaked for me. And I haven’t even touched you. Such a little slut’ he drawled, licking your sternum, his free hand palming your breasts before his tongue twirled around your nipple, making you moan and roll your hips.

‘I wanted information, but now I think you might need a lesson. What kind of kunoichi gives up so easily? Are you so desperate to be fucked like a slut? Your desperation is pitiful’ he said, sucking on your nipple, his teeth scraping it and making you whimper again as you weakly struggled against him. 

‘I’m not desperate’ you said, though you knew it to be false. You were dying for his touch on you, anywhere on your body. Itachi chuckled, his fingers dragging up your cunt and flicking your clit. You keened loudly, spasming underneath him. 

‘No? Don’t tell me you can get even more desperate. Be a good girl and stop fighting, and I might let you cum’ he said, stroking circles around your clit, making you gasp and turn your head from side to side, trying to hold back lewd moans of pleasure that would only prove his point. 

‘As if you could’ you tried to make your voice venomous, but it came out breathy and lustful, which only made him hum in approval as he sucked on your tits, leaving purple marks in his wake.

‘I could make you cum with my fingers alone, little kunoichi, but I think I will gift you my tongue just to see you squirm and whine. Your little whimpers are quite entertaining’ he said, pushing two fingers inside you. You squeezed around them, a breathless moan building in your throat as he curled them and pressed against the perfect spot. His mouth lowered to lick the hollow of your hips, and he forcefully spread your legs, looking at you with a lazy smirk as he licked your clit, groaning as he sucked on it. You whined just as he had promised you would, and he pumped his fingers inside you, tormenting your clit with ruthless licking, sucking and pressing of his tongue until you were a moaning mess and you had no strength or will to even pretend to fight anymore. You clamped around him, the best orgasm of your life washing over you, making you moan loudly and unabashedly. 

You slumped on the bed, moaning quietly and rolling your hips into his face as he followed your rhythm, your clit pulsing with every small flick and lick of his devious tongue. 

‘How selfish of you, little slut. You couldn’t even wait for my cock. I suppose a slut like you would not be able to contain herself’ crooned Itachi, removing his vest and undershirt and his slacks and briefs, stroking his thick cock in front of your cunt. 

‘Now be a good girl and beg for my cock’ he said, rubbing it up and down your labia, making you crazy with want. You just wanted to be filled by him, to feel him thrust inside you and rub against your g-spot with the upward tilt of his cock, but you were supposed to fight him off, to resist. You couldn’t even think anymore. 

‘Fuck you’ you spat, your stomach tight at the thought of what he would do now, how he would react, how rough he would be with you.

‘Oh? How rude. Such a foul-mouthed slut’ he said, pinching your nipple and making you whimper, his cock still teasing your labia and clit, making your hips jerk against him. 

‘Beg. Or I will leave you like this, desperate and rutting against my cock just to get the tip inside you. When you could have all of it inside your pretty little cunt, filling you to the brim. You want that, mh? All you have to do is be a good girl for me’ he murmured against your ear, sucking on the curve between your neck and your shoulder, forcing the tip inside you, letting your walls squeeze him and pull him in.

You did not care anymore. You could not even remember what you were supposed to do. 

‘Please fuck me’ you whispered, rolling your hips into him. He smirked, thrusting inside you all at once, making you scream silently, your back arching into him. He moaned, biting down on your neck.

‘That’s a good little slut’ he said, pushing your legs up and far apart, hooking his elbows under your knees and keeping you completely open and exposed to his relentless assault. You bit your lip hard, eyes rolling to the back of your head, his cock everywhere, dragging deliciously back and forth against your tight walls, rubbing against your g-spot and brushing against your cervix, making you absolutely insane with pleasure. 

‘Look at you. Fucked stupid. So much so for fighting me off. You are such a slut for my cock. I might just keep you. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?’ his voice was rough and seductive, and he paired it with the constant, maddening drag of his cock as he slammed into you, making the knot in your stomach get tighter and tighter.

‘Mhhhm’ was all you could moan, mouth agape in gasps and tears forming at the corners of your eyes as your nails embedded themselves in your palms.

‘You can’t even speak… so sweet. You look much prettier when you’re desperate to cum on my cock. Cum then, little slut. Let me see just how much you don’t want this’ he crooned, pushing your legs higher and getting rougher, making you quiver and sob as the knot in your lower stomach snapped like a rubberband, making you scream out your orgasm. Itachi cursed, his hips stuttering as he came, fucking his cum into you even before he was finished spilling inside you. 

He released your legs, moaning and gripping your hips as he gave lazy, shallow thrusts.

That had been hot, you thought. Way too hot not to do it again ever so often. 

#naruto #writing #itachi #uchiha itachi #itachi uchiha #itachi fanfiction #itachi smut #itachi uchiha smut #itachi x reader #itachi headcanons #itachi imagines #itachi uchiha imagines #itachi x y/n #itachi x you

[heartchoi]

what do you think about the pervert soobin agenda? 🔎🔎 I need to know bestie it's for science

my time has come to put my input on the perv soob hcs im afraid...

pervert!soobin is probably the most popular headcanons for him on here after the soob ♡'s boobs agenda.. and DESERVED!

soobin is soo cute and shy when you first meet him, its almost impossible to imagine that as soon as he goes home he cant help but nut in his pants just even thinking about you. you're just so beautiful to him, hes attracted to you in every possible way.

(perv soob probably also has a lot of kinks too lol but i'll save that for another time)

if theres one thing about pervert!soobin, its that hes absolutely infatuated with you. he loves everything about you, it's insane.

soobin's favorite things about you are as follows:

your scent, your sweet smelling shampoo and perfume has him popping a boner in seconds. poor boy can't help it, he just thinks of you everytime he smells anything similar to your shampoo. soobin usually loves to fantasize just sniffing your hair and breathes in your scent like how he breathes in air. he probably has bought the exact same shampoo you have, using it on himself so he can feel as if you've marked him in a sense with your signature smell. he just loves the thrill, even though he feels a little guilty, silently apologizing for being so creepy everytime he gets a deep whiff of your scent.

your voice, god he fucking loves your voice. soobin loves all the little noises you make. the tiny squeals of excitement when you see something cute, the giggle that escapes your lips when you see something funny on social media. his favorite, however, are the noises you make when he fucks you. the way you whimper and the sound you make when you bite your lips to contain your moans replay in his mind like a never ending cassette tape; he'll be thinking about it for hours after you two had sex. it gets him hard very fast.

your taste, soobin is absolutely addicted to how you taste. his tongue often brushes over yours when you two make out, and he just loves savoring you on his tongue. he can't get enough of it, really. this leads into soobin absolutely loving to go down on you. he'd go down on you anytime you'd like, no questions asked. he'll pin your lower body down onto whatever surface available and eat you out like it's his last meal. soobin will overstimulate you to no end, the sight of you whining uncontrollably in sensitivity is enough to have him moan and cum inside his pants. he would die a happy man in between your legs if he could.

overall, i love pervert soobin. thank you for coming to my ted talk.

#🍒.asks #🍒.anon #txt smut #soobin smut #txt hard thoughts #soobin hard thoughts #🍒.soobin

[gyll-yee-haw]

*mischevious laugh while i rub my hands together* what about detective loki x reader where he's veeery jealous and possessive and reader "teases" him about a specific guy he hates (not intentionally), maybe she just talk to him in a way that loki considers too friendly and then he end up railing the shit out of her to make her know who she belongs to (maybe with some choking while he says "you're mine"...some breeding kink omg im weak asf

Requesting the real requests here baby 🥵

Sorry it took so long, had to make it extra special for my fave bf <3

Warnings: jealous and very possessive and dom!David, mention of gun use (doesn't happen and it's not around the reader!), choking, so much dirty talk, breeding kink :)

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It was one of those rare days David didn't have much to do at the station and was actually leaving when his shift ended. Since you were out in the city, you told him you would meet him at the station and you could go home together.

Walking in, you greeted some familiar faces, who were used to have you around, waiting for your boyfriend. You sat on a chair and started scrolling through social media, just killing time, not really paying attention to anything.

"Hey." You heard a male voice greeting you. It was Detective Miller, someone you always ran into at the station.

You learned to like him, cause he always calmed you down whenever David was too deep on a case and just disappeared. He didn't mind when you called or showed up, begging him for news. David didn't like him very much, though. He said Miller was annoying and a little laid back. You just laughed, knowing David was the one who worked too hard.

"Hi." You smiled at him.

"Here to report a crime? Did your boyfriend disappear again?" He smirked.

"No." You laughed. Then you saw David approaching. "He's right there, actually."

"Hey." Dave greeted you, ignoring the other man's presence.

You stood up from your chair, to give him a hug.

"Hi. Are you finished for today?" You asked with a smile.

"Yeah, I'm ready to go now." He wrapped his arm around your shoulders and brought you closer, basically forcing you to turn away from his colleague, guiding you towards the door.

Your brows furrowed and you let out a little "ouch" that you knew he heard. He didn't do anything about it, though, just kept walking you to the car.

You got in and he just drove. David was silent the whole time. He was never one to speak much, but there were other small signs that indicated he was mad. Like the way his hands gripped the wheel. During those times, you were always afraid to say the wrong thing and make it all worse, so you chose to be silent too.

At least until you walked into the house. You didn't like to see him like that in there... you couldn't do anything about all the horrible things he saw on the streets and at the station, but your home was his safe place. Where the two of you laughed like the world was peaceful, cuddled like there was no other place to be. He was different at home. He wasn't that pile of stress in front of you, he was your Dave. And that's why you needed to talk to him, do anything to get him out of that state.

"Babe, you wanna talk about your day?" You offered.

He shrugged, taking off his belt, putting his gun and everything away safely.

Your heart fell. He didn't usually treat you so indifferently, no matter what happened at work... no matter how stressed he was, he would never take it out on you. That's when you started to overthink. Well... maybe he was mad at you? Maybe he didn't like your visits at his work place... maybe he didn't really want to see you right now and you were forcing him to? You were annoying him...

"I'm sorry." You murmured.

"What?" He finally turned his attention to you.

"I'm sorry." You repeated, a little louder.

"I heard you." He mocked. "But I'm not convinced."

"I..." You stuttered. You didn't even know what to say. Was he trying to humiliate you just for showing up at the station? You weren't sure anymore.

"Nothing to say now?" He asked, arms crossed, looking at you. "Cause you seemed so talkative earlier with Miller."

Oh. He was jealous? You felt relief wash over you and couldn't hold back your laughter. But as soon as you saw the way he was looking at you, it suddenly became a lot less funny.

"I just..." You realized you would have to explain yourself, and there was something thrilling about it. "I was just being nice."

"Yeah? You decided to be nice to everyone but me?" He questioned.

"Dave, what are you talking about? When was I not nice to you?"

"When you decided to disobey me." He closed his eyes and if you weren't sure where this would end before, now you were. "I don't wanna see you talking to that asshole again, do you understand?"

"Why?" You asked with your sweetest, most innocent voice, and had to bite back a smirk. "He's always so nice to me."

He left out a sigh. You didn't have to be so difficult when he was already so pissed. When he approached, you stood very still. He stopped behind you, one hand delicately placed on your waist in contrast to the other, that grabbed a fistful of your hair. He didn't pull it yet, just left it there, as a warning.

"Yeah, I bet he's so nice to you." He rolled his eyes, breathing on your neck. "Did you know that the other day I almost lost my job? You know why?"

You shook your head slowly, as far as his grip on your hair allowed you to.

"I was having a fucking shitty day and I heard him talking about you. About what a pretty little thing you are." He said, placing kisses on your neck between his phrases. "And how I was so stupid for staying away for so long, cause someone might... have to take my place."

His own words made him angry again. He finally pulled your hair, bringing your body as close as possible to his.

"And it took all of me to not grab my gun right there and then." He rested his chin on your shoulder, speaking close to your ear. "But then... I just remembered that I was the one who was coming home to you that night. And the next one. And always, because you're mine, aren't you?"

"Yes." I whispered, since he was close enough to hear it. "I'm so sorry, I didn't know..."

"Oh you didn't know?" He released your hair and you felt relieved for a moment. "Then I guess I'll have to teach you a fucking lesson. On your knees, now."

You obeyed immediately, getting on your knees in front of him, in the middle of the living room. You just knew that the less you acted up, the more generous he would be after. The quicker the anger would go away.

"Good fucking girl." His hand went to your chin, forcing you to look up as he shoved two fingers inside your mouth, and you welcomed them, licking in circular motions. "You know what? Think that asshole is right. I'm so stupid."

You frowned confusingly, never stopping sucking his fingers.

"Yeah, I'm stupid for letting him get into my head when I just know I can get you on your knees for me. He can't imagine the things you do for me, like the good little slut you are." He shoved his fingers deeper into your mouth, making you gag a little.

With his other hand, he got rid of his belt and started unbuttoning his pants. Then he removed his fingers from your mouth and you enjoyed the break to breathe, because something indicated that would be the last time you'd be able to do that for a while.

He pushed his pants and underwear down enough to remove his hard cock, giving it a few strokes. Your mouth watered at the mere sight of it.

"Open up, put that mouth to better use than fucking disrespecting me." He said, eyes as dark as they could possibly be.

Again, you wouldn't dare to not do as you were told that night. You allowed him to push his cock inside your mouth a little more gently then you expected him too. But once you fully adapted to it, he began thrusting fast. Hand behind your head, keeping you still for him to use. His moans loud and incoherent.

Then he slowed down, and eventually stopped, removing his cock from your mouth and giving it a few strokes in front of your face. He wasn't going to cum just yet, you knew it was going to be a long night. The thing is that he was pissed. And he just fucked your mouth a little to get to see the tears forming in your eyes, you on your knees... absolutely submitting to him. He wanted to remind himself that he could get you like that, eager to serve him. But he didn't really enjoy being so rough on his princess' pretty face, he knew she could get hurt. With her pussy, though, it was a different story. He could be merciless. And that's exactly what he needed right now.

"On the couch, ass in the air for me." He demanded.

You thought you were in for a long and humiliating spanking session. But he just didn't feel like wasting time that night... and also... he wasn't exactly mad at you, he was just making sure you knew who you belonged to. So all he did was push your panties aside and run his fingers through your folds, making sure you were wet enough.

David was so scary when he was mad, but it was all about these little details... he checked the entire time for any signs that you weren't having fun or that he could hurt you. He would never forgive himself if he did hurt you, even a little bit.

And he was delighted to find that you were soaked, so he could carry on, shoving his cock inside you at once.

"Fuck..." he grunted as you moaned loudly, both in pain from being so brutally stretched out and from the pleasure of finally having him inside you. "You gonna let me mark you as mine, huh? Pussy so tight, squeezing me so good, gonna fuck you until it's the exact shape on my cock, so you won't be able to take anyone but me."

"Dave!" You cried out as he trusted deep and so fast. "Don't want... don't want anyone but you..."

"Good. Cause you're fucking mine." He said, hand wrapping tightly around your throat. "You. Are. Fucking. Mine. Did you hear me?"

"FUCK, YES!" You moaned, feeling like his words were bringing you closer and closer to your release. "I'm yours, Dave, all yours... fuck me, fuck me so good..."

"Yeah? So good, pretty baby?" His movements never lost intensity, but started to lose rythm, indicating he was getting close too. "You know what? Wanna get you fucking pregnant so everyone knows you're always filled with my cum, that I give you everything you fucking need..."

All you could do was scream his name. He had never said anything half that dirty to you before. You were pretty sure not even David knew he had a breeding kink... it was the last thing you would expect from him.

"Dave! Can I please cum, please please please..." you just kept begging, even though your voice was muffled as he pushed your head to the sofa.

"Yes, baby, you're such a good girl, of course you can..." he used a sweet tone that didn't match the loud sounds of his skin collapsing with yours so hard. "Do it, do it now, baby, fuck..."

God, the way you screamed, unable to control your legs, unable to stay still, forcing him to use more strength than he would like to keep your hips under his control, just so he could keep hitting that spot you liked...

God, the way you came so hard, screaming that you belonged entirely to him.

"Fuck, gonna fill you up, my sweet girl..." he said as he felt closer to the edge. "Gonna fucking cum..."

He shoved his cock so fucking deep and gave you every single last angry drop of cum he had. And he kept himself burried that deep as he tried to catch his breath. You were absolutely unable to move, just laying there, feeling absolutely brainwashed as all you could think about was belonging to him.

You left out a whine that almost broke his heart as he removed his cock from you.

"Shhh... I know, baby." He stroked your hair gently. "I'll be right back, okay?"

You weren't strong enough to answer. He gave you a kiss on the cheek and left. Time didn't feel real, but he probably didn't take more than a minute to come back, bringing you a glass of water. He sat on the sofa and helped you sit on his lap to drink it.

"Are you okay, baby?" He asked as he scanned your body for bruises or any sign of stress.

"Yeah, feeling great." You smiled at him, earning a smile back. "Dave... why didn't you tell me about the things you heard that day?"

"I didn't want you to feel uncomfortable, I guess." He shrugged. "Besides... it doesn't matter, only you and I know about us... I don't care what he thinks."

"Yeah, but you felt uncomfortable. You should have talked to me about it... next time that piece of shit tries to talk to me, I'm gonna kick him in the balls." You put on your most dangerous expression. One that always made David laugh. "And before you say I'm going to jail: no I won't, I know someone."

"You do?" He chuckled.

"Yeah. Someone who's as mine as I'm his." You leaned closer to his face, lips barely brushing his.

"Glad you know that." He sealed the agreement with a passionate kiss.

[pink3princess19]

can you do relationship hcs with constantine: sfw and nsfw. this man has invaded my brain. also love ur writing <33

cw/tw: john constantine x reader, Constantine x gn!reader, degrading (a little), biting, daddy kink, let me know if you find anymore i should add!

a/n: AH thank you!! im so glad you like my writing and i hope you like this! <3 this was actually fun to work on lol

masterlist

sfw

he's sarcastic and generally doesn't care for people, but those he does care about, he kinda has a funny way of showing it

so with you, it's playful banter; it's acting like he's annoyed with you but secretly he loves when you are near him or "bugging" him when he's working

another way he shows his love for you is in really subtle ways, like if you drop something under the table, he holds the corner of the table so you won't bump your head

if you guys live together and you have a cat, he acts like he doesn't like the cat and acts like it's a nuisance

but then you'll wake up one morning to find them cuddling and the cat ends up following him everywhere🙄

also during the relationship he doesn’t know how to handle being vulnerable, or even being close with people in general

he's just not use to it but also he's afraid of hurting anybody that's close to him :(

so he can be kind of off putting towards you sometimes. but at the end of the day you're still around, stuck to him like glue and it secretly makes his heart melt :(

sometimes, he won't talk to you for days on end, then show up at your house with little trinkets or flowers that he got for you

'aw! you thought of me when you saw these?' 'yea, so what?' he'd say, a newly lit cigarette in his mouth, completely unbothered (he doesn't know how to be affectionate he's literally me)

basically he’s exactly my kind of man (mean and not attracted to me <3)

nsfw!

ok look, im not into the rough or degrading stuff, buuuut that's what he is! so on this one occassion im into it and ill write it

…he's a little degrading

but he does it in a quiet and soft voice, nothing too much to hurt your feelings (I’m very sensitive-if he called me a slut I'd take it to heart and cry <3)

he degrades in a way where he makes you flustered on purpose, then taunts you for it

like he's fucking you for the first time and you're trying to hide your face from his view, and he's not having it 'aw, getting all shy for me?' (i need help) he'd pin you against the mattress while pounding you from behind, whispering in your ear, 'you like this huh?' and just bottoms out and goes deeeepp

bruises on thighs bruises on thighs b-

i dont even know if this is considered nsfw but he's an ass guy

he likes to bite? bite ur ass, thighs...he might be hungry idk but you're loving it

daddy kink 💋- i cant really explain it he likes the role and plays it well, he's demanding and stern and cold UGh i need him

#jess' inbox<3 #john constantine #keanu reeves #john constantine x reader #john constantine x you #john constantine x y/n #jw #john wick #john wick x reader

[pedroshotwifey]

Christmas Countdown Day 20 - Dave York

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Pairing: Dark!Dave York x afab!reader

Word count: 2.2k

Tags/Warnings: no use of y/n, dddne, this is not the darkest thing I've written, but it is the darkest I've posted. Non-con piv, non-con knife play, reader gets cut, blood as lube, spit kink, spit as lube, degrading nicknames, restraints, Dave is MEAN, multiple slaps, literal abuse, stockholm syndrome vibes? Stuff im forgetting

Summary: Dave comes home after a rough day to find out that you didn't do the one thing he asked for.

A/N: Y'all, I want to like this one so bad, but I just read over it and I didn't think it was as good as I anticipated. 😭 Maybe it's just because I know I wrote it, or maybe I'm just tired out of my mind. Idk, I'll try to read it in the morning. Anyways, please keep in mind that this is a DARK FIC. If you don't like it, don't read it.

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You’re sitting on the couch, idly watching TV when Dave gets home. You smile brightly, jumping up from the sofa to greet him at the door, resisting the urge to cross your fingers in hopes that he’s in a good mood. 

You had pampered yourself today, making yourself look soft and pretty, your hair shiny and perfectly in place. You had slipped on a dress that he had brought home a week or so ago as a reward. He’d been so happy and kind that week, and you’d felt so special with the way he paid so much attention to you. 

You hope that he’ll do the same again when he sees you like this, all dolled up just for him. Though it’s a reward enough just to know when you have his approval. 

“Hey, baby,” you say tentatively as you peak your head into the doorway. 

Dave turns around to look at you as he takes off his coat, his expression blank as he takes in your appearance. Your smile falters, though you try to keep it up. His eyes are dark, his jaw set with a particular hint of annoyance. He’s had a bad day. 

Ignoring the part of your brain that screams at you to go hide, you step toward him slowly. He doesn’t move as you approach, just continues to watch as you gently undo his tie and hang it up on the rack next to his coat. 

The air is thick with tension around the two of you as you look into each other’s eyes. Where your gaze is hesitant, exposing the fact that you have to put effort into not cowering in his presence, his is hard, revealing the fact that he gains something from your submission. 

You try so hard not to be afraid of him anymore, but you just can’t help it sometimes. He’s good to you when you’re good, only mean when he says you’re not. The only problem is that he seems to decide when you’re acting good or bad, even if you’re on your best behavior. 

Because of this, you’re in a constant state of reluctance and worried anticipation. You never know when he’s going to snap again. 

“D-Dave?” you ask, breaking the silence. “Do you want to talk–” 

“Would you shut the fuck up for just one second?” He’s quick to interrupt as he shoves past you and into the kitchen. You close your eyes, gulping down the sudden disappointment that bubbles in your throat. 

That’s okay, though. You’ll brush it off. You’re probably just over-reacting again. 

You sigh and spin on your heel to follow him into the kitchen. 

“Are you hungry? I can make you something if you wan–”

“Christ, woman! Do you have a damn off switch? If I want something, I’ll fucking tell you I want it.” 

You reel back at his harsh words, not expecting them quite this early. You open your mouth to comply, but the warning look he gives you makes you shut it and nod instead.

He moves to the sink, rolling up his sleeves to wash his hands, when he stops abruptly in front of it. For a moment, you’re confused, but then you remember what you had forgotten to do today. Your eyes go wide and your stomach drops. 

“I ask you for one. fucking. thing,” Dave says, his back turned toward you. His voice makes you shudder, the tone much too low to mean anything good. He turns around now, fury in his eyes as he breaks under the last straw. 

“Useless goddamn bitch,” he slowly seethes, stalking toward you. Your breathing goes shallow, your body tingly as you watch him get closer, already knowing what's to come. 

You sink back, your ass hitting the floor as you scootch back until you hit the wall. You’re cowering, your body already shaking as you wrap your arms around your head and squeeze yourself into the tiniest ball possible. 

“Dave, please! I swear I didn’t mean to forget, IswearIswearIswear, please, I–”

You're cut off by your own scream as Dave yanks you up by your hair, your scalp stinging as strands rip from the force he uses to pull your face to his. You’re blubbering as he spits degrading remarks your way, far too panicked to hear everything he’s saying. 

You catch snippets here and there as you push against his chest, only serving to hurt your tender head more as he tightens his grip on your hair to keep you close. 

“Fucking dumb—can’t remember shit—Don’t even know why I keep you here—can’t even tell you to do the dishes–”

He just keeps going, every beration digging into your skin until you feel like you’re being coddled by razors. 

“D-Dave, Please–” you try to stop it, even though you know better. His hand comes down sharp across your cheek before you can even process it being raised. Your neck aches from the way it’s forced to the side, almost distracting you from the stinging pain coming from your reddening skin. 

You choke on a sob, your tears stopping momentarily from the shock. Through the ringing in your ears and the pain that spreads through your jaw, you register how your makeup has been messed up from your crying, and you almost want to laugh with how stupid of a thought that is. 

You don’t, of course, because Dave’s quickly pulling you back to reality with a firm hand on your chin, making you look into his eyes. Tears continue to run hot down your face as you let him move you, feeling too defeated at this point to try anything else. 

���You hear me, bitch?” He asks, giving your jaw a firm shake. You blink at him, forgetting at this point that you have the ability to speak at all. It’s not like he would hear you anyway. 

“Said I’m gonna get some fucking use out of you. Seems there’s only one thing a dumb whore like you is good for.” 

You just keep watching him, your expression fallen as you watch it happen. Again. What else can you do? It’s never helped to do anything else before. 

He snarls, clearly annoyed that you’re not giving him another reason to reprimand you. He stands to his full height, tossing you back to the floor as he does so. 

The back of your head knocks forcefully against the tile, and you feel your teeth rattle as the light above you starts to blur. You think faintly that you may want to move, but your body doesn’t want to comply. It’s not like you have anywhere to go. 

You settle for blankly watching Dave as he tugs his belt through the loops before unzipping himself. His eyes stay on you the entire time, and you think you whimper at some point because of the smirk on his face. 

You hate the way your tears run thinly into your hairline, settling there uncomfortably, but you can’t be bothered to wipe them away. You’re tired, you just want to disappear. Unfortunately, you know you can’t do that, so you settle for the next best thing—staying still and silent in hopes that you can block everything out, dissociate yourself somehow. 

Your body jolts as Dave kneels down in front of you, pulling your hips closer to him. You must have been watching the light again, lost in your hazy thoughts. A pathetic sob slips through your lips, and you taste blood as they open. You must have bit your bottom lip when you hit the floor—or maybe it was split from the slap. You don’t know. Don’t care at this point. You just want this to be over. 

Vaguely, you register that it hasn’t even started. 

“You just going to lay there?” Dave points out more than asks as he reaches for your panties. “You really are damn stupid. Must want this, fucking slut.” 

Your eyes close tightly as you feel your panties get ripped in half. 

He’s right, you are stupid. Only a stupid girl would let this happen. Stupid, stupid, stupid. 

The word repeats like a chant in your head, your eyelids tightening and your lips quivering. Your body shakes and shakes, it’s all it can do through the headache you’re starting to get from the screaming in your mind. 

Another harsh crack makes you gasp, trying pitifully to take a breath as you take in the fact that he just slapped you again. You feel it less this time, though you don’t know why. 

“Look at me,” he spits once your eyes are opened again. Hesitantly, you look into his eyes, trying with all your might to keep them open. It’s like a nightmare, and the only way you can escape is for you to shut your eyes. 

The only difference is that this is real, that even if you closed them, you would still be able to feel the way he notches himself at your entrance, still feel his threatening stare, still feel every ache and pain that he inflicts on your body. 

He grunts as he starts to shove his cock into your unprepared cunt, and your mouth falls open to squeal at the sudden burn between your legs. No sound comes out, your tongue thick and dry as sandpaper. 

He doesn’t stop you this time when your eyes screw shut in pain, your body squirming beneath him as you try to get away. Your fingers twitch, as if just now regaining the ability to move. 

Dave chuckles at you before pressing a hand to your abdomen and spitting onto your pussy, letting his saliva run down to where his cock is half-way disappeared inside of you. He repeats this action three times before there’s enough lubrication for him to slide the rest of the way in. 

“Tight little hole. All mine to ruin.” 

Dave grabs your face again, pinching your cheeks until you look at him through blurry eyes. As soon as they’re open, you can watch him spit on your face, already soaked from your own fluids. 

You heave, trying to control your breathing as he starts to rock in and out of you, keeping a firm grasp on your face. You need to let it happen, the sooner he gets what he wants, the sooner this is over. It needs to be over. Let it be over. 

His pace grows quicker and more harsh, a sob leaving you each time he punches into you with his thick cock. It hurts so much, always does when you’re dry like this. 

Suddenly, your arms are pulled above your head, Dave’s cock still shoved inside of you as he ties your wrists with the remnants of your panties. 

“I have something for you, slut,” Dave tells you, a tear slipping down your cheek as you keep trying to imagine yourself far away. 

That quickly becomes hard to do, because there’s suddenly a gross feeling coming from above your cunt and to the left. The feeling of your skin being sliced open. 

As soon as you realize what’s happening, a scream you didn’t know you had erupts from somewhere deep inside you. It’s full of an agonizing pain as your senses hone in on the way his pocket knife digs deeply. 

You know what he’s doing, what he’s threatened before. 

You know that the next time you look in the mirror, you’ll be able to see Dave York’s initials carved in front of your hip, deep enough to leave an ugly, jagged scar. 

Dave laughs as you scream and try to simultaneously move away and keep your body still. You don’t know what would be worse right now. 

It’s a white hot pain that courses through you as he moves on to the next letter, his movement sloppy from the way he still shallowly thrusts into you. The wetness of your blood dribbles down until it reaches his cock, making the glide easier yet as he pushes it back into you. 

He laughs even after your screaming stops, the shock taking over you and halting all reactions but the silent sobs that wrack your entire body. He pulls the knife away after a moment, after he’s sure he’s dragged the edge deep enough to be permanent.  

Your gaze focuses on the kitchen light again, and you can hear someone calling raspily for help. It’s weak and wet sounding, and you don’t quite understand where it’s coming from because you swear you’re not trying to say anything. 

“God damn,” Dave grits out. “Will you ever shut your whore mouth?” 

You suppose you do, because the sound stops, and the kitchen is filled with nothing but your whimpers and Dave’s moans. You can feel him getting close, the way he stutters and pulses. 

“Gonna come in this tight little pussy,” he grits, grinding himself down.

You don’t care what he’s going to do. You’d let him do anything to ensure that this will stop, that it won’t go on forever. You just want it to stop. 

You don’t realize he’s coming until he’s almost done. His seed stings as it hits your burning walls. 

You’ve stopped crying. Your throat’s dry, your eyes sting, your cheeks ache, your cunt throbs, your hips are littered with tender bruises, yet your mind is numb. 

Dave only lingers for a moment before he lifts off of you. He chuckles to himself as he says something, but you don’t think you could hear what even if you tried. Your hands fall limply away from each other as he uses his bloody pocket knife to cut away your restraints.

Your eyes close as he walks away, and you don’t try to open them again.

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[daddyhausen]

mark davis and

{ 89 } — is this your first time? { 39 } — don’t be afraid, it’s just me { 70 } — for your safety, i’ll be gentle (jokingly cocky)

• you and i, my dear — mark davis •

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{ summary } — being your first time, davis makes sure to do everything in his power to make you feel safe and loved

{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact } virgin!reader, virginity loss, innocence kink, size difference, size kink, praise, stomach bulges, soft sex, body worship, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, penetrative sex, male + female orgasms, cumshots, squirting

{ word count } — 1.3k

{ pairing } — fem!reader x mark davis

{ genre } — smut

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{ 89 } — is this your first time?

{ 39 } — don't be afraid, it's just me

{ 70 } — for your safety, i'll be gentle

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you sat before him

body void of clothing

the only thing shielding your modesty was a pillow hastily thrown atop your form

you did not meet his gaze

fearful of what he would think

would he enjoy the sight of your body all naked and bare?

or would he find disgust in your flesh

his large fingers gently trapped the edge of the pillow

prying it away slowly, hesitantly

he was scared as well, scared of how you would react to being so exposed before him

you had not divulged to him that you had never been with anyone

although your reaction alone was a dead giveaway

how you shied into yourself

pulling and pressing yourself into the fluffy exterior of the pillow just to shield yourself

embarrassed with tinted warmth rising to your cheeks

he knew your predicament, yet he still decided to ask anyway

“is it your first time?” he questioned

his words filled with a soft almost delicate cadence that you were not too used to hearing

his tone was normally so coarse and loud

you gave a subtle, shy nod

still choosing to wrap your arms around the pillow, providing mental comfort to yourself

“are you scared?”

another nod followed, your voice had gone and made no attempt to make itself heard anytime soon

“oh honey…” he cooed, lightly pulling you into the warmth of his bare chest.

allowing you to succumb into the comfort of his embrace.

“you’re safe with me, sweet girl. i’ll never hurt you”

he hummed sweetly against your hairline, peppering delicate kisses to the skin

“i know…” you responded meekly, still letting yourself melt into him

“look, we don’t have to do anything if you’re not up for it, okay? your safety is my top priority”

his accent rang thick in your ears, that sharp australian twang seemed so comforting at a time like this

peering up to finally meet his gaze, the amount of love that he held behind those russet eyes

“…thank you…”

you were taken aback by his words, exhaling softly with a sight

“but i still want to…y’know…have sex…with you…”

you stammered over your words, trying to sound more confident than your voice entailed

he could not help but smile down at you

“for your safety, i’ll be gentle” he joked, his tone cocky yet playful, pressing another sweet kiss to your forehead

“now…let me see you, sweetheart”

he made no effort to move the pillow from your frame

letting you do it on your own volition when you were ready enough.

he noticed the shaky exhale in your breath, how your fingers trembled around the edge of the pillowcase

“sweetheart” he began softly

you peered up at him through a hazy gaze, eyelashes fluttering softly in response.

“i’m not going to judge you. i love you.”

he hand cupped your cheek daintily, your own hand resting atop the back of his, caressing his knuckles with the tips of your fingers

you let the pillow fall

his gaze never left your eyes, they didn’t need to

he was in awe of your beauty, mouth hung slightly agape with wonder

“you’re so fucking beautiful, my sweet girl”

he leaned in peppering sweet kisses to your hairline

beginning to trail them down your cheeks

then to your lips

he let the kiss linger for a moment

hesitance evident on his breath as his lips barely ghosted yours

you felt the heat in your body rise

felt the adrenaline and arousal surge through you

you took initiative

wrapping your arms around his neck, dragging yourself onto his lap, beginning to straddle him

he was taken aback by the sudden action, the sudden rise in confidence on your part

he smiled into the kiss, growing hard as your hips began to lightly swirl against his

as much as he adored the sight, he’d much rather be the one on top, at least for tonight.

his hands fell to your waist and without breaking the kiss he gently flipped you over

your body now pinned under his

he pulled away momentarily, spreading your legs with his knee as he positioned himself between them.

his cock hard in his palm as he lightly teased your clit with his tip

“you ready?” he questioned, a slight pant in his voice, practically breathless from the kiss

you replied with a small hum and a nod, feeling the heat flush to your cheeks once more.

“use your words sweet girl. i’m not doing anything unless i hear you say it”

his eyes stared so lovingly into yours, so soft and gentle

“y-yes..” you barely managed to squeak out

he smiled softly, planting another gentle kiss to your hairline

“there’s my girl”

his fingers smoothed stray wisps of hair from your eyes, taking the time to admire your beautiful features

“i'm gonna start okay?”

“o-okay..” you breathed out, an anxious sigh left your lips, feeling his tip gently glide against your soaked folds

“hey…” he paused.

“i’m gonna need you to tell me if it hurts okay. i’ll stop if it does”

you stared up at him though hazy eyes, dumbfounded by his comment for a second

“you could never hurt me”

“well…i know but…things like this…” he paused again.

“because it’s your first time i just want to make sure you’re alright”

he hadn’t even done anything but in that moment you’d never felt so loved. so safe beneath him.

you leaned up to sweetly plant a kiss to his lips

feeling yourself blush at the contact

opting to shy away into your hands hastily

regaining your breath for a moment before letting yourself relax

“okay..i’m ready”

he positioned himself over you, his cock barely jutting at your entrance.

“i’ll go slow okay”

you nodded in response. body tensing up awaiting contact

“relax sweetheart. i got you”

he gave a final kiss to the tip of your nose before sliding himself in

you gasped at the feeling. so new so foreign.

instantly adoring the way he stretched you out with ease

arms wrapping around his body, pulling him close

burying your head into the crook of his neck

“don’t be afraid, it’s just me, sweet girl”

he slowly began to move

the thrust of his hips was soft and gentle

he knew he wasn’t going to hurt you but in the back of his mind he was very much afraid that he would

what with the stark size difference between the two of you

he could practically see his size outlined in the pit of your stomach

the sensation took a while to get used to

having to force yourself not to tense up each time he entered you

“you alright?” he’d ask every few thrusts

to which you’d give a soft nod in response

“more” you muttered into his skin

your breath caught in your chest, mixed in with your moans

he complied, increasing his pace the slightest

not to hurt you, just enough to give you that little bit of extra pleasure you so craved

“so fucking good for me, sweetheart” he muttered into your shoulder

wrapping his arms around you, securing you tightly to his chest

“you’re doing so well”

your whines and mutters heightened as he hit every sweet spot inside of you

feeling his cock swell against your tight walls

“fuck-“ you whimpered, slightly panicked. feeling yourself clench and squeeze around his cock

a thick pulse ringing between your thighs

“shhh. it’s okay sweetheart don’t fight it”

his words muffled into your skin.

you let go. sweetness gushing around his cock as your orgasm rushed through you

you’ve never felt such pleasure in your life

it was euphoric

“such a good girl” he growled softly.

he pulled out of you, pumping his cock over your stomach until he spilled over

“oh fuck-“ he grunted, hot ropes of his seed spilled onto your stomach

“shit…look at you” he panted. “you look so beautiful covered in my cum sweetheart”

you blushed at his comment, never feeling more confident that you were able to elicit a reaction like that from him

he leaned down to pepper gentle kisses to your lips

“i’m so fucking proud of you” he muttered between kisses

“i fucking love you”

you hummed a soft response against his lips, reciprocating the sentiment

“let’s get you cleaned up, my sweet girl”

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[rayassecretlife]

Morning sex with sub Lo’ak!!! Im so down bad for him omd. Him being all whimpering and begging to cum just does sum to me

Yessss, requests are my fav and this one is probably by far one of my favorites. Enjoy!! 💙

Sweet Desires

Pairing: Aged up!Lo’ak Sully x Fem!Metkayina!Reader (SMUT MINORS DNI)

Warning(s): Praise kink, slight breeding kink if you squint, soft!dom!reader, mature language, etc.

At first, you were afraid your relationship with Lo’ak wasn’t going to last due to your fathers opinion. You were apart of the ocean, while the boy you loved came from the trees. But that is what you loved about your relationship. You were both so different from each other, and you loved all his features that came from the forest.

His hair, your brothers tried to get him to change it but you always dismissed them, telling him how much you loved his braids and how he didn’t have to change anything about himself just to fit in. You had been together for 2 years now, and you were both 19. You were not mated, but you owned your own Marui pod, somewhat secluded from the others because it had been smaller.

Most nights you’d find yourself stuck in a trance against Lo’ak’s chest, sleeping peacefully like you didn’t have a care in the world. He held you tighter every night, always whispering to you about how he was going to make you officially his one day and you were going to have children of your own. It sounded like paradise.

A hum vibrates through your throat as you felt your mates hand against your hip, his so obvious snoring against your ear allowing you realize he had still been fast asleep.

“Y/N…” You him again but there’s no response, only his hands gripping at your waist with more meaning. You turned your head to look at him, seeing his head move from side to side like he was still in his dream. “Please”

Is he—no. He’s not, is he? “Lo’ak, you awake?” You turn to face your boyfriend, watching as his body moved but his eyes still didn’t open, small sounds escaping from his lips. “Lo-“

You were finally able to notice the preexisting tent in his loincloth, teeth clamping down onto your bottom lip as you watched him struggle. You and Lo’ak have shared many sexual endeavors, but a wet dream? Never that.

You leaned down, pressing small kisses up his jawline as his breath stiffened, your hand tracing circles over his skin. You watched as his lips parted in desperation, moaning your name with the smallest voice.

“Y/N… please” Your tongue explored the small features of his face and neck, the tip swirling around the lobe of his ear. You used your other hand to turn his head toward you, thumb running along his lip in attempt to wake him up. You took this time to untie his loincloth, throwing it onto the floor so it was out of the way.

“My sweet boy, look at you” you watched as he twitched in your hand, drops of pre oozing out of him already. “Wake up, I want you to watch me” you tap his face and lean up to kiss his lips, nails digging into his thigh which made him finally open his eyes.

“Y/N— what are you-“

“This is what you wanted, right?” He hesitates for a moment, completely lost in the way your hand moved up and down him, your loving amber eyes staring right into his own. “Let me take care of you”

“You just woke up… you don’t have to—“ You cut his rambling off with a sloppy kiss, your thumb focusing on his tip so he’d feel every bit. He moaned into your mouth, still moving against you to try and gain more friction.

“Nope” you pressed his hips onto the bed and watched him throw his head back in complaint, his hand still holding the back of your head. “No touching for now on, okay?”

“That’s such bullshit” You hum, leaning down to press small kisses down his body, watching as he sucks his lip between his teeth. He was complaining now, but he loved when you did this. He wouldn’t be complaining if he could touch you. “So pretty” His hand finds your hair without noticing and you glare at him, watching him quickly retract it.

“Mmm, I knew I turned you on, but in your dreams? Oh, Lo’ak. Your love never ceases to amaze me” You were now only a few centimeters from his length, admiring it for how beautiful it had really been. “Tell me, what was I doing in your dream?”

You let out an inaudible whimper as you let your spit ride down his painfully hard cock, spreading it with your fingers like paint. You asked him again and he sighs, taking a small breath to collect himself.

“This… Eywa, you were doing exactly this” You giggle to yourself. You really did do this a lot, huh? “Y/N please. Need you to do something—it hurts” you shush your needy boyfriend, cocking your head to the side so you could run a line down him, your tongue stopping at his tip.

“Be patient, Sweet boy. You’ll get everything, I promise” He let out his first audible whimper and you couldn’t help but smirk. He absolutely loved when you called him that. You brought your head back up to look at him as your hand stroked him at a steady pace, watching him slowly fall apart in your grasp.

Man, he was so beautiful. The way his muscles flexed everytime he moved, his braids slightly falling in his face since they had been down, his ears flickering here and there at every peak. You loved everything about this boy. From his head, to his toes he was the most beautiful boy you’d ever seen.

His cock fit so perfectly in your hand, and it welcomed you every time. It felt like he was made for you—and maybe that’s why your body had been so inviting to him as well. You didn’t know. All you knew was that he needed you now. Your future mate needed you.

“Feel good?” You tease and he grunts in frustrations, clearly seeing that you were trying to embarrass him. He bites down on his finger, eyes squeezing shut as your hand got faster. “Close?”

“Great mother, Y/N” You smirk, replacing your hand with your mouth in under a second. He practically went crazy at the sudden warmth, now all his moans and cries had been louder then ever. You lowered your hand under him, taking his tightening balls into your palms with care. You knew that would get him—it always did. “N-not there…!”

“Don’t come, Lo’ak” He cursed himself in his head, knowing you had been more then serious because you called him by his name. He didn’t know if it was possible. He was so close, almost on his edge and now that you had every part of him in your grasp, it made it ten times harder. “You wanna be a good boy for me, right?” He whines desperately, nodding his head.

You took your time with him, making sure to look up at his facial expressions. You could feel the pool between your legs, and you knew you couldn’t wait much longer. You could tell he was about to come even though you said not to. You kept going, listening for his last few moans before you completely stopped.

“No… please, Y/N. It hurts so bad” You pout at your practically crying boyfriend, moving up to straddle his lap. You could feel his cock under you, the small movement of your hips against his making him whimper. “Baby, baby please… please-“

“Love it when you beg—my pretty boy, promise you’ll be good?” You cup his face and he nods desperately, fighting to keep his hands above his head. “Be a good boy and I’ll let you choose where you want to come” You smirk, kissing his lips once more before positioning yourself above him, guiding his tip against your soaked core.

You both let out a relieved moan once he sunk into you, his hands hesitating to reach for your hips. He was barely holding on. Your walls were so tight around him—so warm and welcoming like always. You didn’t waste any time, at this point trying to get to your own high with every moan and whine that fell from your lips.

“Need to come, Y/N. Oh my—so tight… fuck, keep doing that…!” He whimpers and you place your hands on his chest, picking up your pace with a loud moan as he hit your sweet spot repetitively. Your sounds only made him harder, and he knew he was going to come soon if you didn’t hurry up.

“Such a good boy for me, Baby. Tell me” You throw your head back with a moan, and Lo’ak’s eyes could barely focus on anything. His mind was so fuzzy with the pain, whining your name every few seconds he got the chance. “Your mine, yeah? Only mine?”

“Only yours—fuck, Y/N! Your good boy… your…” His voice trails off, gasps leaving his lips left and right. You felt your high approach quickly, fingernails digging into his chest so hard you were sure they were going to leave a mark, watching as his chest raised so unsteady, his fingers gripping the netting underneath you. “I’m gonna come, Beautiful girl” You let out a loud moan at the nickname, his words doing wonders to your filled cunt.

“Touch me, Sweet boy. Tell me where your gonna come!” He didn’t waist any time in sitting up against you, his hands practically digging into your hips with one big grunt. You felt all of him, his breath got against your face while he helped you ride, whispering sweet nothings into your ear. “So close, Lo… so close!”

His whimpers are even louder now that their against your ear, his begging voice leaving your head fuzzy. “Come with me. My love, please come with me” at this point, your moving so fast it feels so surreal. You didn’t even know how you were still standing. You pulled his hair back to kiss his lips, a long moan leaving your mouth as you felt your high just on its verge. “Gonna come inside you, okay? Fill you up all nice and full, paint your walls pretty”

“Yes, yes yes! Please, give it all to me, want you to feel so good. You were such a good boy, weren’t you? Not breaking the rules like you were told” You breath breathlessly and he nods, his head falling into the crook of your neck with the loudest whimper, begging your name over and over. “Gonna come with you… Gonna be your good fucking girl—great mother!”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” He whimpers, pulling you down for one last stroke, pressing your hips the furthest down onto him you could’ve possibly been. You let out a loud moan as you felt your releases mix together, his warm seed spilling hot spurts against your gummy walls. You couldn’t believe it. You had just let this boy breed you like it was nothing.

“Good boy, such a good boy” You moan one last time, stroking his hair with your hand. His body was still jolting against your own, pressing a small kiss to your shoulder while you both tried to catch your breath. “I love you so much”

“I love you so much more, Pretty girl” You smile against him, following him to lay flat on the hammock once again, body still on top of his own.

“Lo, we can’t fall asleep like this” you laugh as he stops you from pulling himself out, only ignoring you and wrapping his arms around you. He shushed you, placing a few kisses to your head before shutting his own eyes. You couldn’t help but stare at his body in awe. “Your such a mess, Lo’ak sully”

“As long as I’m your mess, that’s fine with me”

idk how to feel about this one but I’m barely awake so goodnight 💙

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