#i love these so much and i know i've been sitting on this submission for what feels like years but im hkdjfghdjs i love these

[wrioluvr]

『shhh, not so loud! make me. huh?』 slutty sub yandere x gentle himbo darling, male yandere x male reader

note: thank u all the support on pt 1 ♡♡ was thinking about a scenario where slutty yandere somehow manages to convince his darling to actually fuck him after a lot of begging... even tho reader is scared his large cock will break him apart <3 pt 1

cw: he/him pronouns for reader, mentions of reader's ex-boyfriends, loss of yandere's virginity, implied violence

nervous was the way you were feeling as you made your way to your boyfriend's house. the two of you had started dating a few weeks ago, when after you'd let him suck your dick, he broke down crying, admitted to how desperately he was in love with you, and pleaded on his knees for you to own him and treat him as your personal fucktoy. frantically, you quickly assured him you would treat him as an equal in the relationship, to his slight disappointment. of course, he was ecstatic that you'd agreed to be his boyfriend, but you were his god, how could he not worship such a kind being? in your eyes, despite his rather.... overly submissive behaviour, he was kinda cute, so why not give it a go? if only you knew how deep his obsession truly ran...

and with an progression in your relationship, came a progression in intimacy level as well. the previous day, he had gathered up the courage to ask you to top him, which is why you were making your way to his apartment now. the current fear you were feeling was not for yourself, but for him, you worried that he would hurt himself trying to bottom. you were aware you were bigger than most guys... you wondered how to tell him you weren't too sure about the whole anal thing after all.

but what you did not expect to see the moment you opened the door to his room, was him on his bed on all fours, ass up, using his index and middle finger to spread his tight pink hole towards you. he turned his head around at the sound of your arrival and looked back at you with lust-filled, half-lidded eyes, breathing heavily. "baby! thank god you're finally here... please fuck me already, i've been waiting for hourssss......." his words came out in a pitiful whine.

your eyes widen at his plea. "woah, okay, let's slow down." quickly, you make him sit up, much to his confusion. he was already ready, so why were you hesitant?

taking his hand and squeezing it gently, you tell him what's on your mind. "okay, uh... i'm not too sure if i want to fuck you right now..."

"wha- but- but why? you promised!"

"i know i did, but i'm worried for you. i know i'm kinda... big, so i don't want to make you bleed or anything..."

at your reasoning, he can't help but whine in frustration. don't you understand? he doesn't care about how much it hurts! he wants it to hurt! his one wish is for you to completely destroy him! usually he'd back down, since he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable with his desperation, but he decided to be a little selfish.

reaching over and fondling your crotch, he looked at you with a silent, horny plea in his eyes, then proceeded to sit in your lap and grind on your bulge sensually. he whimpered as your clothed dick got harder and prodded at his hole.

taken back by his sudden boldness, you let him straddle you. "hey... did you even listen to anything i said?"

"forgive me, darling. but i want this so bad. give it to me, pretty please?" he continues to roll his hips on your crotch, not sounding terribly sorry at all.

you sigh, realising you can't change his mind. "okay, just let me know if it hurts, and i'll stop immediately. alright?"

"mhm." but secretly, he'd moan in pleasure no matter how painful it was, relishing in it.

"at least let me prepare you first...?"

"i've been fingering myself for the past hour, you don't need to." he giggled, as he got back down on all fours on his bed, hoping you were proud of his forward thinking. "i want our first time to be special, so i'm fully prepared."

"wait... you're a virgin?" upon hearing your question, he turned his head back to look at you with an incredulous expression on his pretty face, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"but of course, i've been saving myself for you. i don't want anyone else using me." he bit his lip, making sure you knew how much he valued you taking his virginity. he suddenly realised how he'd completely forgotten to ask (or stalk to find out) about your past relationships. "what about you, darling? are you a virgin?" secretly, he was hoping the answer would be yes, but deep down he knew you were far too desirable for that to be true.

"nah. i dated a few guys before, but they broke up with me because they said i was too dumb." you'd never really thought about it deeply, but saying it out loud made you realise that it was rather embarrassing...

"how the fuck could they say that? you're so perfect and kind... forget about them, darling... just focus on me. you won't need to think about those ungrateful whores ever again." his change in tone caught you off guard, grip tightening around your arm. this was the first time he'd ever sounded genuinely pissed off. but this was quickly masked by his usual lovesick smile as he resolved to make you feel so good, your attention would forever be on him and him only.

eagerly, he helped you undress and tried not to blush at the sight of your naked body, even as he relished in the sight of the cock he had gotten on his knees for so many times before. you were confused at his reaction. "we're both guys, why are you embarrassed?" you were so silly sometimes. he was finally going to be made your bitch, of course he would be flustered!

with your cock teasing his entrance, he made his final invitation. "i want you to mess me up inside." he begged as he spread his virgin hole open, groaning in pain and pleasure as you pushed halfway into him. immediately, you looked up to his face in concern. "you okay? it's only halfway in..." "fuck, i said i can take it!" with that, he pushed himself onto your cock with a lewd determination, letting out an overly passionate moan as you fully entered him. instinctively, you shushed him, not wanting the neighbours to hear. "shhh! you're being too loud....." "make me." he retorts defiantly, trying to rile you up so you would be rougher. "huh?" fuck, he was really pushing it today. you really didn't want to, but he was making far too much noise. resorting to muting him forcefully, you reach for his mouth and clamp your hands over it, effectively gagging him. his eyes widen, not expecting you to take the bait, but he's in heaven. you can practically see the hearts in his eyes as he sluttily sucks on your fingers, all that's left is a series of muffled whimpers.

even though your mind was currently preoccupied with the way your boyfriend's squeezing your cock, you can't help but think about your exes after he brought the topic up. you knew you were a little dumber than most, but did all those guys really break up with you just because you were stupid? he seemed to sense your feelings and clenched harder, making you lose focus and grip his hips tightly. the thought of you thinking about your exes while you were inside him was horrible, he couldn't have that at all! "s-see, darling, my ass is much better than those sluts, isn't it- uuummfff." he could barely form words as he continued to ride you up and down, savouring the way your large length stretched his inner walls to their limit. it was quite the stark contrast - you were thrusting in and out of him at a tender pace, making sure you were never too rough (feeling a little guilty for muffling him so forcefully just now), but yet he was whimpering and writhing all over the bed, gripping the sheets whenever you hit his prostrate at regular intervals. he desperately tried to fuck himself on your cock when you slowed down, noticing his tears, begging you to start again. after a bit, you felt like you were about to reach your climax. "hey, i'm about to co-" "do it inside me." you didn't have time to argue as he pulled you closer into a hug, making you cum inside him, much to his delight. he adored the way you filled him up, feeling you pump load after load into his hole. he rubbed his stomach, wishing he could get pregnant with your child. but alas, he can't have everything. today was already a huge victory. exhausted, he collapsed into your arms as you stroked his hair, apologising for being a little rough and hoping his ass didn't hurt too much. he couldn't really focus on what you were saying as he just lay there and stared up at you affectionately. god, you were just perfect, weren't you?

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

in the middle of night, as you slept peacefully, the boy you fucked a few hours ago had just finished going through your phone, his one objective being obtaining the names of your exes. "don't worry, darling.... i'll take care of those unappreciative bastards myself. no one gets to make you feel stupid." he whispers to your ear lovingly before getting out of bed. he hoped you wouldn't be too mad when you found out he killed them when you woke up. or maybe he did, just so you could punish him. ♡

#sub yandere #top male reader #dom male reader #yandere x male reader #male yandere #yandere drabble #yandere x reader

[p1utofairy]

PAC: “cause every little thing that we do, should be between me & you.” 🕯️💭✨

• what are your person’s dirty thoughts about you?

disclaimer ✩: 18+ mature themes. thank y'all for 1K omg <3 y’all really fw with lil ol’ me?! ily ily ily. 🥹 here’s a lil sumn sumn to celebrate. 🥂 p.s. take what resonates, leave what doesn’t. enjoy!

pile 1 ⭐️ —

“you don't need me, please believe me. this ain't easy, you know i've been feindin'. let me unleash my demons on you.”

“innocent” is what i’m hearing pile 1. your person will underestimate just how much of a hold you have on them lol initially they’ll think that you’re more of the submissive type, but oh are they in for a treat! you hold your cards close to your chest, so it’ll surprise them when this other side of you comes to the surface. i’m hearing “classy in the streets but a freak in the sheets” LOLLL. oh i’m also picking up that some of you may be inexperienced (or may not have as much sexual experience as them) but it won’t come off that way to them...they’ll just think that you’re playing coy and teasing them. your person will be eye-fucking you a lot, i can see them sitting across from you just looking you up and down…locking in on your legs — they’ll really love your legs. “you’re just too good to be true, can’t take my eyes off of you. you’d be like heaven to touch.” just started playing in my mind. awww your person is very sensual 😩 and as much as they want to have you…they’ll be patient. they want to make sure you feel comfortable. all i need by lloyd just came to mind, “get up on it. i’m so horny and i want it. so get up on this, get up on the dick.” LMFAOOOO ik i said they'll be patient but i’m ngl they'll be internally tussling with themselves because they’re used to just getting what they want and people falling for them at the drop of a dime, but you make them work hard for it. i can see you two having a heavy make-out session before they drop you off home and then you pull away and you're like BYE 😘👋☺️ and they'll just be sitting there with their mind racing a mile per minute like FUCK?????? lmfaooooooooooo my gosh you will rile them up so bad pile 1. i feel like there will be a height difference between you two or an age gap. they could be older than you! you give them butterflies <3 they think they’re making you soo nervous/giddy inside (and they are) but you hide it a little better than they do. after every interaction with them you’ll feel all mushy inside hehe and you’ll be able to tell that you make them nervous. they’re just blown away by how beautiful, hot and how well-put together you are. i can see you talking and they’re just watching your mouth move like 👁️👁️ LMFAOOO bye pile 1. they’re feenin’ for you.

pile 2 🪡 —

“i just wanna live in a fantasy. i think we deserve it, right? top all the memories. i’ve ever made in my life.”

oouu this is my pile that doesn't take shit from nobody, okayyyy! hi pile 2 welcome to your reading <3 i can already tell that your person loves how you carry yourself. you do not allow many people to have access to you, and when you do, people can’t help but feel special inside because you have such a ✨big✨ presence. you may not take your person very serious at first. they have youthful/playful energy while you have a very disciplined and mature demeanor. that’s what will make them so attracted to you; how you're always on your shit…there's no cutting corners with you, you do not have time for the games and they will respect that. there's something about your lips that they love. you might have a defined cupid’s bow like rihanna or maybe they just like how cute and soft they are; especially after they just got done kissing you. i see them teasing you and slightly biting your bottom lip after they pull away from the kiss 🥵 ugh don’t count them out pile 2. they might have youthful energy but they're a pro when it comes to seduction lol you both are similar in a sense — you both want something serious and passionate with a hint of playfulness. they'll loveeeee watching you get ready! like i can see you standing in front of a mirror, in a rush to make yourself look presentable and they're just laying back on the bed…giving you the look. just ready to POUNCE. whew pile 2! this person’s love language might also be physical touch, cause they’ll be fighting the urge to squeeze your ass or constantly have their hand on your lower back. you’ll secretly love all their physical affection though hehe.

pile 3 🔪 —

“out of breath, take it slow. i wanna feel it in my soul. yeah, i know you love it when i’m on top. gotta keep it going, baby. don’t stop.”

heyyyy pile 3 🤗 i’m immediately hearing that you have a way with words. you know exactly what buttons to push to get your person aroused mhm! your person knows your worth just as much as you do, they’ll put you on a pedestal and treat you with so much care and devotion. they may have a worship kink? i see a bedroom setting — lightly-dimmed, candles lit, red rose petals on the floor and they’re slowly taking your shoes off for you…their hands trailing up your bare legs slowly 🥵 OKAYYYY pile 3! the sexual attraction is strong in this one wow. that scene from the wolf of wall street where naomi (margot robbie) and jordan (leo dicaprio) are on a date and naomi is giving him the fuck me eyes while saying “aren’t you married?” is coming to mind. now i don’t feel like there’s any third parties/cheating involved…you two just might be into role-playing. like i can see them booking a spontaneous getaway trip for the two of you & y’all just slut each other out and explore each other’s wildest fantasies the whole time 🤭 you both know how and what will make the other person tick; i can see them teasing you a lot in public. a lot of dirty talk in your ear, hand on the back of your neck gently squeezing and kisses. they were never really like this in their previous relationship(s) but you bring out a whole different side of them. agora hills by doja cat just started playing, “kissing and hope they caught us, whether they like or not. i wanna show you off. i wanna show you off.” THEY REALLY DO, PILE 3. they can't believe they bagged you…every-time they look at you they’re in awe.

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[calisources]

𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂, 𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋, 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒.

All sentences have been taken from different media to be compiled into a list. This is not a meme for minors, the content here goes from mild to highly sexual, topics like dominance, submissive, bondage,praise kink and breeding are all present so discretion is key. Change names, pronouns, locations as you see fit.

You are perfect. And now you wear my mark, your ass is mine.

Tie me up, please…

Kiss me hot,heavy,wet & angry with that attitude like you do when your mouth yells it hates me but your tongue screams it can’t wait for me.

Let me undress your body, caress your skin and wetly massage your mind back into making love to me again.

They wanted her. They all loved her. And they wanted to keep her.

A little vanilla never hurt anybody.

If you have any sense you’ll stay away from him.

Touch me, like this, like a good girl.

That’s it, use your tongue. 

I'd planned to have you on your bed the first time, but maybe I should take you here, by the mirror, so you can see how splendid we are together.

I’m not going to deny that I want to fuck you. I cannot do anything else, But I will say that I have plans for you if you say yes.

I’ll fuck you so good, for so long that the only thing you’ll crave is my hands on your skin, my cock deep in your pussy.

I want a second serving of you. I’m hard just thinking of your perfect breasts and hard nipples.

As much as I appreciate that, right now you’re all I want to eat.

Now will you please sit on my face already?

You are corrupting me, Theo.

But you like being corrupted, don't you, sweet girl?

The destruction of something beautiful can appear so entertaining.

If women were totally satisfied with their sexual and lovemaking experiences, women would welcome the lovemaking experience as much as men.

I want to learn from you. Teach me what you know.

Once I make you mine, you will be mine forever. I will call you and you will come, in more ways than one.

What have I taught you? Show me, sweet girl.

Use your thighs, ride like it’s your last day on this earth.

I been aching to be inside you since we met, you devil woman.

Hands braced against the wall, and open your legs.

You tasted sweet, like oranges, liquid sunshine in my mouth.

I need you. Every pore of my being is begging. This is what we do.

The things I want from you, darlin’, will give you nightmares, ones like you’ve never had before.

If you could read my mind, I’m pretty sure you’d either be traumatized, sexually aroused or both.

The nicer you treat her outside the bedroom, the naughtier it will get inside the bedroom.

Sex is a part of nature. I go along with nature.

That’s it. You can take a lot more, don’t you? Hold on to me.

If you behave, I’ll let your hands go and touch me.

I love your skinny legs, and what's between them.

 I don't want words, but inarticulate cries.

All you have to do is beg, and I will give you what you want.

I want you splayed out on the table like my own personal feast.

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.

You make the sweetest little noises. But I need you to be louder, let everyone know.

It's like an itch, isn't it? You can feel it in your throat. You want to scream for me.

Every time you move tomorrow, I want you to be reminded that I've been here. Only me. You are mine.

I felt like an animal, and animals don't know sin, do they?

And ye whimper under me, and struggle as though you wanted to get away, and I know it's only that you're struggling to come closer, and I'm fighting the same fight.

I can help you with that.

Forgetting him. Moving on. I’m okay with being your rebound. I’ve already said that I want you.

You’ll give yourself to me? Let me take control? Let me send you over the edge of ecstasy time and again until you awaken?

Possess. Have. Hold. Enjoy. Control. Dominate. Pick your verb, Ms. Fairchild. I intend to explore so very many of them.

I feel claimed.

You’re so primed. I can feel that hot little pussy clenching around me every time I move a muscle or say a word.

Yeah, arch your back so I can look at you going nice and tight around my fingers.

Pet, I give you permission to be as vocal as you wish, because I am going to blow your mind in a few minutes and I want to hear how much you enjoy the ride.

If you want me to touch you, all you have to do is ask. It would be my pleasure -  and yours.

Watch me make love to you.

I'd like to bite that lip.

I want you sore, baby.

I cannot let you burn me up, nor can I resist you.

There is no room in my body for anything but you.

Eat me, drink me; thirsty, cankered, just take me as I am.

I live for sex. I celebrate it, and relish the electricity of it, with every fibre of my being.

I’m not wearing anything underneath. Want to see?

You will be staying here until I’ve deemed it safe for you to go back to your life. Do you understand me?

Dominate you? Yes. Master you? yes. Make you yield to what you want, make you surrender to who you truly are? Yes.

Why don’t you scream my name? Let every other man and woman who you belong to.

I don’t want to think, I just want to feel.

I taught you everything you know. Every man after me is just a shadow of what I did to you.

I knew you could be a good girl.

You were fucking made for me.

God is not gonna save you from me, baby.

My mouth wants you, I want to feel you in my mouth, way down in my mouth.

I am moist between the legs.

I came three times. During sex. 

Do you know all the ways a Lady can be seduced? The things I could teach you?

You stay right where daddy puts you, baby girl.

Wait until you taste her. She is fucking delicious.

Lick my fingers and feel how wet you are.

Are there big, bad monsters in the woods who want to eat me up?

Right there, don’t stop. I can feel it. 

Please come in me, I don’t care, I want to feel you.

Where do you want it, baby girl? Your cunt, your mouth or your neck?

Close your eyes and relax. One kiss. I don’t bite.

Seriously? In the morning, again? 

You said to rest but I can feel you hard against my back. 

You can do all the rest sweet, let me take care of you.

I want you to fuck me, Chris.

A little playful banter never hurt — or did it?

One should always explore something, before one goes in deeper.

Come here and undress me.

How am I supposed to do my job when all I can think about is getting back to you?

Someone could walk in on us. 

Better be good and come fast, then. Or everyone will see you begging for more.

I can imagine my hands getting your fucking clothes off right now.

Do not shy away from the sensations I create, Cherry Blossom. Take pride in them, as I do.

Am I doing it good, baby? Just like you taught me? 

Tell me I’m a good girl. Your only girl. 

When I come, I come for you. Because of you and your mouth, hands, and insatiable little cunt.

My tongue, my fingers, my cum inside you. Just you and me, Eva. Intimate and raw.

How many have been with you ever since? Or no one compared? Tell me.

Show me then. I demand that you show me. That’s an order.

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[alanswhores]

DEMANDING 18+

Alastor X Reader (fem)

Warnings: sexual content, hangover, dominance, submission, no foreplay, biting & scratching, lol smut

“Ugh.. what a night,” you say. It seems you partied too hard for ur liking. You wonder what Al would think if you showed up to interact with the other staff at the hotel. You don’t like making him agitated, so you decide to stay in bed and rest.

KNOCK KNOCK

You snap up. “Al? Come in..” you say nervously. Alastor’s slim but handsome figure opens your door and walks in. “Good morning, my little doe,” he says with the broadest grin. Alastor always loved to call you that since you both met. All because of your resemblance to him. You question why he is so happy or excited..? “What’s exciting you so much this morning?” you say curiously. “You, my Dearest!” he says, bending down so you are face to face. You feel your face heat up even more than it was from your hangover. You snap your eyes down to his lips and up to his eyes. “why so close, Al? I understand you can smell the vodka on me,” you say and roll your eyes.

Alastor stands tall and sits on the bed with you. You start to feel a heartbeat in your sex. “Y/N, I've been feeling odd feelings since I met you.” “Like what?” you say nervously. He grins widely and kisses your needy lips. You give in to him. You NEEDED this. You feel his long tongue approach your lips, and he pulls away from the kiss, teasing you. “ALASTOR!!! That’s not cool at all, and you can’t just say that and KISS ME,” You say as you feel he's toying with you like he does everyone else. He notices your mood change. “Dearest, I'm sorry if I did something wrong,” he says as he looks away. “Al.. Can I kiss you?” pulling his face closer. Not even a second passes, and he grabs your neck and kisses you deeply, shoving his tongue down your throat. You let out a light moans as your breath slips away from how sloppy your make-out session is going.

You start to feel wet in your panties, your mind going crazy with thoughts. He starts kissing your neck and licking all around. You feel a pain in your neck growing as he continues. “ACK! Al that hurts!!” he pulls away and you see his blood-stained tongue. “Did you really just BITE ME AL!!!” you start throwing hands and hitting his head as your neck drops down your neck. “ֆȶօք ɨȶ ռօա ɖօɛ" he forces you down onto the bed, pinning your arms. “I'm going to have my way with you and your body.” Which causes you to lock eyes with him in a lustful way. “y—yes..daddy…” When you say this you see his horns grow bigger, and you release your wrists and grab onto his horns dry humpping on his hard cock. “p-please touch me..”

He slowly runs his hand from your chest, down, down to your sex. Rubbing his thumb on your clothed clit. His eyes directly locked on yours, waiting for pleasure in your face. “I can already feel how wet you are for me, my doe.” You're basically BEGGING for him to take them off and strip your body of anything covering you from him. “A-al.. can u please…unclothe me..?” He grins as his eyes glow red. “With pleasure Dearest.” With a snap of his fingers, you are completely undressed under his lustful gaze. He starts to unbutton his pants and dress shirt. “Do you think you can handle me without foreplay, Darling?” You jolt, “NO FOREPLAY? Are u CRAZY Alastor” We of course know the answer to that statement. Although it still left your lips. “I don't think I have much time to slowly pleasure you, time has flown by my doe.” Grabbing his staff and pushing his tip in. “You better be ready for me dear, I won't be gentle with how u handled me earlier.” You gulp, trying to prepare for him, knowing how large his member is. With one swift movement, he was deeply inside you, thrusting nonstop. Moaning your lungs out at every thrust, feeling him hit every spot without having to ask. “F-FUCK THE DEVIL AL” Not amused by your statement, he thrusted harder and harder, as you feel your stomach fill with tightness and pleasure. “Al I can't take it, I can't please…f-fuck!!” “Yes you can darling, just a little more..” You notice him becoming sensitive and sloppy. You insides clenching and tightening around him. He groans and moans at every thrusts in your sex. “Are you ready to be full, my little doe?” he smiled sinisterly. “PLEASE!” you scream. You feel him thrust one last time, digging your nails into his scalp and then his shoulders, leaving him bleeding. “Fuck doe. You are so fucking beautiful.”

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[m-ayo-o]

heyhey i love ur writing!! i was also wondering if u could write smtn where mc surprises gojo by putting him in handcuffs, bc whenever she tries to take control he ends up overpowering her/ruining it cuz of his impatience (i js feel like he cant handle a taste of his own medicine),, if this makes sense!! T-T have a good day :)

hello and thank u c: yes i could maybe write a little smth like that. 18+ submissive satoru gojo handcuffed and teased ! gn ish reader (mention of being "wet"), masturbation

he's on the bed, his pretty eyelashes fluttering while you stroke his cock, up and down. he's groaning. the sounds are giving you the most intense butterflies and making you incredibly... wet. he's been away for too long this time, and your body is responding just how it always does. when he returns, you're ready for him. but this time, instead of having him get home, rush through the door and pounce on you, you want to take it slow. so you're touching him painfully slowly, and he's starting to glare and huff, nearly running out of patience.

"baby, that's enough- just, fucking jerk me off, dammit-"

he knows you can do it just right. you've watched him do it to himself so many times you've memorised the rhythm and speed he loves so much. if he's really fucking pent up like this he wants it hard and he never denies himself an orgasm when he's in this state.

but you're doing things differently today. you're not squeezing him as tight or tugging him as fast, but placing featherlight touches on his shaft, mainly using your fingertips and focusing a lot on his tip... and balls. they're just so full you can't help but massage and stroke him there.

he still feels amazing. anything you to do him- especially with your perfect, soft hands and pretty fingers- is just heavenly. and sure, satoru enjoys a good edging session just as much as the next man. but after weeks without physical contact with his sweetheart he needs you to do it his way.

"sweetie, a bit- bit harder... no- ugh, fuck, not on my balls i'm going to fucking explode. just stroke me faster, i need it."

his arms start flexing and straining against the pure desire to grab your wrists and fuck his fist into your hands.

"i've missed you so much..."

he tries to guilt trip you. you almost give in to the sad and needy look in his pretty eyes.

but no. not today. you give him one last sensual stroke and let go of his cock making him let out a whole string of displeased and pathetic whimpers. you honestly can't believe what he sounds like sometimes. strutting about calling himself the honored one and the fucking strongest and after a little teasing he sounds like this?

"you're such a baby."

you snort and turn away from him, opening the dresser to bring out your surprise gift. i mean, it was a gift for yourself, really. you need to use it on him right now so that he isn't tempted to completely take over and ruin your fun.

you take the item from the drawer and hold it out in front of him. he eyes up the metal chain and the feathery pink fluff on the two rings.

"are you kidding?"

"no, satoru. this isn't a joke. i'm going to cuff you. turn around."

he listens.

~

his arms are behind his back, where you're holding onto the metal cuffs. he's kneeling on the bed and you're sitting next to him just... playing.

you're focusing on his perfect, long dick, but you're sometimes distracted by those cute nipples, his chest and gorgeous abs where you're sucking the prettiest red hickies. when you're not so busy marking his body, your fingers skim up his shaft and rub the slick juice of his precum around his tip.

you press him there. quite hard. he lets out an unintelligible moan.

next, you tickle the underside of his cock. he twitches and bucks his hips. what a sight.

now, your favourite part. you cup his full and tight balls in your hand and squeeze him. you know the perfect pressure to get him begging for more. you know the perfect pressure to get his mouth hanging open with saliva dripping out. and you know the perfect pressure to make his abs clench with the muscles dancing under his porcelain skin. you deliver a few final strokes to his cock, hold his base nice and tight and...

it floods out of him. his cock bounces and squirts in tandem with his pulse... one, two, three, four times. your hand remains still. then slowly, when his pornographic moaning has died down, you slide your hand over his dick and start jerking him how he needed it all along. but now he can't handle it- he's begging you to stop because he's just ejaculated three weeks worth of cum in one go and his body is spent and his head is all dizzy. he just sinks onto the mattress like a pathetic mess and you work him till he can only whimper and shoot blanks.

gojo | m.list

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[whore-ibly-hot]

Best friend!Retro-gamer!Yandere x Fem! Or Transmasc!Reader

"My Player Two"

18+ Minors DNI

Warnings: Dub-con, perverted thoughts, obsession, bullying, masturbation, cum play, begging, general perversion, dry-humping.

(AN: Merry early xmas or equivalent holiday, guys! I have given you all the present of rising from the grave to deliver some submissive yandere horny thoughts.)

A gentle tug shakes you out of your thoughts, making you sit up quickly and turn your attention to your friend, Lewis.

The curly haired brunettes tongue just barely pokes out between his lips, thick coke-bottle glasses slipping off his nose. He's trying his best to play his video game, whilst also keeping one hand on your shoulder. "Hey, I asked you somethin'!" He says, not glancing away from the screen.

"Sorry, just zoned out. Whatcha need?" You tilt your head and adjust your posture when he puts the hand from your shoulder back onto his controller.

"I was telling you that I think I'm real close to beating my Galaga score at the arcade on 54th. Real close to getting my initials up on that screen."

"That's great, Lewis. I'm glad all that practicing with your hands is paying off." He blushes at the encenuation. "You know, if you'd like you could come and see me, when I get that high score. It'd be pretty great." He grabs an old plastic cup by the side of his bed, handing it to you with a shake.

"I've even got a few coins for you, if you want them. Maybe we could play a couple rounds side-by-side, or I could use them, and get you a slushie or something from the prize counter." He looks at you hopefully, with large eyes. You giggle, and reach out to adjust his glasses, pushing them back up his nose. "Sure, Lewis. I can bring my own coins though how much you covet those coins." He chuckles.

The clock chimes 9:00 and your head whips over to see the time. "Oh, geez. I gotta get out of here, Lewis, I've got classes in the morning." He pouts a little, trying to think of a reason to get you to stay a little longer.

"Hey, maybe you could sleep over, just borrow one of my shirts. I'd hate to make you go home, plus I've got food here." He stands. You shake your head as you fumble around for your stuff.

"I can't Lewis, thanks though, I'll see you soon, okay? Uh, call me when you plan to go to the arcade, alright."

"Okay, goodnight then, Y/N..." he watches wistfully as you leave, trying to resist the urge to pull you back for just a few more minutes. He'd give you soda, or some more snacks. Lewis is hesitant to let anyone touch his controllers, but if you wanna play two player, he'll allow it, you'd just have to promise to be gentle. He knows you would be though, your always so gentle. With him, with animals and other people, (though he wishes it was him mostly.).

Lewis has never been popular at your school, it was bad in elementary, and only got worse when the social politics of high school kicked in. He was scrawny, freckled, and loved anything geeky. He was bad at sports and an only child, making him a little socially inept. He didn't care though, he may had wanted someone in elementary to play with, or in sixth and seventh grade to be his friend, but by eight grade year, it didn't matter. That's when he met you. Sweet, perfect you.

You were immediately popular at school. You were friendly, attractive, and outgoing, everything he tried and failed to be. Becoming your friend changed everything for him. He was still bullied and picked on, but it didn't matter. As long as you saw him as worthy, he was happy. His parents even stopped goading him about going out more, once they saw he actually had a friend, which just led him to have more time to stay indoors, with you and his consoles.

He lays on his bed thinking about how much you've meant to him, having set his controller aside, when he realizes the scent of your shampoo is still lingering on his pillow. You smell so good, and there's still a warm patch from where your laying.

"No... fuck." He whines, feeling his cock twitch to life from under his jeans. He runs a hand through his hair, fighting shame and carnal need. He quickly pokes his head around his blinds, making sure his parents aren't home yet. After deciding the coast is clear, He locks his door and gets under his bed, digging around for his book. Eventually, he finds the family photo fromthe christmas card your family sent his last december, just a couple months ago. He feels so dirty for jerking it to your family photo, especially considering your other family members pictures are on the page, but all the cute Polaroid pictures he has of the pair of you are still developing, and he really needs to look at you right now.

Normally, he'd just just turn on the adult late night channels, but he heard from some of the guys at school that usage of those channels are starting to reflect on cables bills, and he'd rather not get his TV taken.

In a moment of desperation, he kisses your photo once, before taping it up to his headboard, and grabbing the nearest pillow. Even though it's not you, and his cock desperately needs to be free from his jeans, he wants to make it romantic. He straddles the pillow, pretending in his head that this isnt weird at all, it's just.... practice for if, no, when he convinces you that he can provide reasons for you to love him.

"Y/N..." he huffs, looking down at the pillow and trying not to think about how embarrassing he's being. "I like you so much, I do, and I need-" he rolls his hips. "I need to be in you, I do." He tries to imagine what you might say.

"I know, i-its my first time too, but it'll be really good. I'll make sure I make you feel good, and I'll go really slow, even if I want to speed up." He begins undoing his pants. "You know, you thought you were being funny, making that dirty joke about practicing with my hands, but I bet some of that dexterity might carry over?" He chuckles, before groaning as he kicks off his boxers. "Stupid, that was stupid. Don't say that when this is a sure thing."

He looks down at his freckled dick, the tip red and leaking, slightly bulbous. He's pretty thin, but a decent length. He's sure if he figured out the right way to use it, he'd make you feel amazing. He's know you'll make him feel amazing.

"I'm gonna put it in now, okay? Y-yeah, yeah I'll go slow. Of course, I wouldn't hurt you or anything, unless you wanted that. I'd do anything for you." He groans, before rubbing his tip against the pillow and pumping his hips slowly. He pants, glasses fogging up.

"S' really good, not just on my dick but... but having you up against me, feels so nice to hold you." He clutches the pillow like a life preserver while he ruts away into it, whispering and panting praises and assurances to it.

"Gonna cum, god, I-I feel it coming. I wanna be a good guy, and pull it out but-" He moans. "You feel so good, I can't." He imagines in his head your on the pill, maybe for cramps, but... maybe just for him. "I-I can cum inside you? Really? Go's, yeah, yeah. Okay, I'll do that. I'll give it to you, and I'll clean you up right after I- shit." He can feel himself losing control at the thought of ruining you, the sight of his cum leaking out of your holes. He moans loudly, though it choked back and emotional enough it sounds like more of a cry. Thick, white cum comes out in strings, all across the crisp white fabric of his pillowcase.

Once that post-nut clarity hits, he groans. How could he be so stupid? This pillow had to be cleaned now, and that would wash out all the remnants of your scent. He sighs as he chucks the pillow case into his laundry basket, and tucks his spent cock back into his jeans. Wiping off his fogged up glasses, he looks at the photo of you again, taking it down from his bedframe. He leans back against the headboard as he looks at it.

"M'so in love with you, I wish I had the guts to say it. I play the hero all day, everyday in my games, why can't I just be like them. Strong enough to get the girl, and keep her. Not jerk off to a pillow and a family photo." He tucks it back under his bed. He'll impress you, he's just gotta find a way.

Several days later, you got a call from Lewis to meet him at the arcade. Grabbing your keys, you head out.

Upon arriving, you enter, and see Galaga. Huh, Lewis's initials were already on the leaderboard! He must've won before you showed up. Heading outside, you hear grunting from an alleyway. Concerned, you peek around the corner, and gasp.

"Hey!" You yell, running up. The two punks who were standing over your battered friend turn there heads, only to snicker. It's two boys from you and Lewis's class.

"Oh, Y/N, perfect timing. This geek was getting taught a lesson." The jock snickers.

"What is your problem? He didn't do anything to you guys!" You push past them to try and help Lewis up, but he looks mortified to see you. "N-no, no Y/N, don't-"

"Yeah, he didn't do anything to us, it's about what he did to you, or maybe, what you did to him." You turn around, and Lewis pales. "What're you talking about?" Your brows furrow.

"This geek has been in that shitty arcade all day, playing that game. When he beat his high score, he started dancing like a little girl. We laughed at him, and he started going off. Yelling about how he didn't need our approval, and he wasn't upset. He had something we couldn't take from him. We asked him, and he said it was you." You tilt your head.

"Yeah, man. We knew this creep had been following you around for a while, but we didn't know he thought you were friends. We said we didn't believe him, and he got so upset he started claiming he was your friend, that you loved each other. Even, heh-" The two laugh. "Even that he fucked you."

"W-what?" You gasp and look at him. "Lewis?"

"I'm so sorry, I... I needed them to believe we were close, that you did care." He blubbers, reaching our weakly to your blurry form, glasses broken.

"He got graphic with it, too. Talked about condoms and taking you from behind up in his bed, since it isn't true, the little perverts been fantasizing about it for a while. If nothing else, we did you a public service, shutting this creeps mouth." The taller jock says, trying to put a hand on your shoulder.

"Don't touch them!" Lewis screeches, blindly lashing out, weakness replaced by a moment of fury. "Jesus, he's crazier than we thought. Need us to walk you home?" The jock winks. You shake your head vehemently.

"Just go." You say coldly, not turning to face them. "Whatever, bitch. Don't blame us if this sicko does something to you." Only you and Lewis are left in the alley now.

"Y/N..."

"Don't, Lewis." You snap, making him recoil into himself. "I trusted you, you were my friend, h-how could you say such lewd things about me?" You ask.

"I-I didn't meant them to be leed, I was just angry. I mean, I would like to do that stuff with you, but it'd be romantic! I'd never try and defile you or something shitty like that. Just please, can we go back inside?" He begs. "I'll get you that slushie like I promised!"

You shake your head. "I... I need some time to process all this, Lewis. I think it's best if we don't see each other for a bit." His face falls. Despite what's happened, you almost regret what you said. He looks broken.

He kneels before you, on the ground. "Y/N, no, please. Your my only friend, my best friend, I'm sorry! I'll never talk like that again, I'll do anything to make it up to you! I-I take hormone suppression pills, o-or... I don't know, take an abstinence pledge, just don't leave. Your my everything, my best friend-"

You've already left the alley when he looks up. A few game tokens lay scattered, meant for you but having been lost from his pockets during his beat down.

"No... you're supposed to be my player two..."

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[celluloidbroomcloset]

To talk a bit more about submission and especially Ed's trust in Stede and the erosion of that trust...

There's a fairly clear implication that Ed has never felt safe in his life - not as a child with an abusive father, not as a boy or young man on Hornigold's ship, and not as Blackbeard. He's very much the impossible bird, increasingly exhausted and sick of flying until eventually he'll just drop out of the sky. But when he meets Stede, he thinks he's found a safe place to land.

His desire to relinquish control is right there from the very beginning, though he may not even know it. He's tired, he's bored, he's not having fun being a pirate or even being a person.

He tries to show some vulnerability with Izzy, only to be first misunderstood, then bullied back into Blackbeard. But it’s revealing so much of himself to Stede, and then being hurt, that drives his heartbreak and eventually his depression. Ed trusted Stede with his darkest secrets, but also with his softest feelings - the murder of his father and his mother's silk.

What’s harsh in Stede not showing up on the dock is that he said he was Ed’s friend, and then Ed kisses him and their relationship shifts. The kiss is a declaration of desire; it's moving from the relationship they can still treat as friendship and into the space of romance and sexuality. Stede not showing up on the dock seems to say, “I was your friend but I can’t be your lover.”

Ed starts seeing those moments of tenderness and kindness throughout the first season in a different light. He felt how tenderly his vulnerability and his fears were treated, and now he wonders if he never understood the meaning behind that tenderness - that Stede really did fear him, or was just being kind, because Stede is kind.

That rejection isn't what makes Ed spiral, but it is what he dwells on throughout those first three episode of Season 2. Stede broke something open inside him, and he thinks that what he felt was never really reciprocated, that Stede was frightened of him and that Stede saw him fully and what he saw was a monster. So when Stede comes back and offers that gentleness again, Ed's naturally wary of it. He wants, badly, to give in and let himself be vulnerable again, but he's scared that he will be hurt if he does.

I've said it before and I'll say it again - the fact that Stede stops saying "I love you" when Ed asks him to, and that he slows down when Ed asks him to, and that he asks to hold Ed's hand is important. Stede is nothing if not emotionally attuned to Ed. He's saying "you're safe with me." He's not going to do or try to do anything that Ed doesn't want, and he's not going to get pissy about it.

A lot has been said about Calypso's birthday, because it is certainly the most vulnerable Ed has ever been, likely with anyone. When he's sitting on the bed and looking at Stede, you can see that in him - it's a moment where he's finally willing to trust Stede again, and let him take control, and trust that Stede won't hurt him.

That look is of such exceptional vulnerability, not just because they’re going to have sex but because of what that means as an expression of the love and trust that Ed is willing to give. He’s really letting Stede see all the softest parts of him, even allowing Stede to have control over them, and he’s got to be certain that this very gentle man isn’t going to use that to break him.

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[aethelwyneleigh27]

Cod Characters General Dating Headcanons (part two)

+ Random and Some bits of Chubby Fem S/O Headcanons with mentions of different nationality S/O

+ What type of BF/GF they would be

Including Valeria Garza, Farah Karim, Kate Laswell, Alex Keller, Gary "Roach" Sanderson, Nikolai Belinski

+ Some Poly! Farah x Reader x Alex Headcanons

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Fem terms and pronouns like she/her are used for the reader

ꕥ HOPE YOU ENJOY! ꕥ

My rules for requests and characters I can write for

Please comment if you want to be added to the taglist, the next part or cod content alone. I also have content for TLOU and Resident Evil, so please specify.

Taglist: @marshmallowinamess

A/n: Hi lovelies! It's me again Lia, currently working on this one while I haven't even posted the other yet because I wanna post early and I love Valeria. Y'all don't got shit on me, I'm writing this shit while I'm in class AHAHAHA. Btw more Resident Evil content soon...

Disclaimers/warnings: Typical Cod things, OOC characters???, Unrealistic, Some suggestive themes and language, I'm so sorry but English is not my first language so please don't come after me. Most of the content I've seen are on TikTok and Tumblr I don't actually play the game but I love the characters so much, same with any other content I have for other video games.

Tiny sidenote: the reader in this has been describe to be shorter than the characters and has been mentioned to have a soft body rather than the muscular type.

Valeria Garza

ꕥ (Just saying, I'd let her step all over me)

ꕥ The El Sinombre falling in love? No shit she's... semi-normal??

ꕥ Black cat/Doberman girlfriend for sure. She's extremely protective and extremely terrifying when she wants to be. Scary dog privilege if you get it. (Occasionally it's funny to imagine her as a Chihuahua)

ꕥ Dates all kinds of women, body type and other things don't matter to her because she doesn't have a type. If you catch her attention then that's that.

ꕥ Loves spoiling you in everyway possible, just sit pretty for her and she'll take care of everything. Doesn't give a shit on the amount of money she spends on you, you want it? You got it.

ꕥ Loves it when you need her, it's one of the ways she feels loved and appreciated. Would never say it out loud but loves it whenever you show her your appreciation by doing manual labor.

ꕥ The idea of you being her pretty little housewife is sending her to heaven.

ꕥ Spanish pet names galore, culture is something of importance to her so will definitely teach you Spanish if she had the time.

ꕥ Would be interested learning about your culture as well because if you're gonna know about hers then she ought to know what to call you in your language. (Definitely not self-indulgent because I'm Filipina and I know she'd pronounce it somewhat correctly)

ꕥ Doesn't ever let you know about her cartel business. You can never know and she will never allow you to get ever get involved. You're too precious to her and god forbid anything will happen to you, she will destroy the world if she had to.

ꕥ She's more of a masc lesbian, she's the type who likes to be in charge in a "I'm the one who wears the pants in the relationship" way. She's very dominant.

ꕥ Doesn't ever even consider to be submissive, with the amount of shit she's been through. She can be vulnerable with you but in no way, shape or form could you ever top.

ꕥ You're an escape from the life she knew, it was peaceful with you. At first she wasn't used to it, definitely has reoccurring thoughts of something going wrong. You dying, getting kidnapped, falling into the hands of her enemies so constant reassurance.

ꕥ Would absolutely kill for you, no hesitation. The literally definitely of "I would burn this world for you", would absolutely deny it but you know otherwise.

Farah Karim

ꕥ Tabby cat coded girlfriend, she's down to earth and chill. She's that one neutral person everyone adores, she puts her best efforts into a relationship for sure.

ꕥ Has and will help you do your make-up all the time, doesn't matter whether you asked. She'll observe the specific way you do it and do it perfectly.

ꕥ Sweetest girlfriend ever, she has dominance tendencies but it's mainly because she's quite assertive and often makes the decisions. Can't help it, after all her field of work requires her to one up egotistic men.

ꕥ That being said, I think she's had some mild PTSD about how they treated her. Sure it made her tough and she didn't like to be bossed around (unlike angry Mexican man) but I like to think she keeps you out of it as much as possible.

ꕥ Chubby!Reader headcanon is that she literally would adore you, compliment anything and everything. Insecure? Not on her watch, she just makes you feel so loved.

ꕥ Most definitely has introduced you to Price (I feel like he's everyone's father figure except los vaqueros and characters he hasn't interacted with) and don't worry he's already looking after you as well.

ꕥ Poly! Farah x reader x Alex headcanons:

ꕥ You guys following whatever Farah says, towards relationship decisions anyway because you and Alex tend to be indecisive.

ꕥ Lot's of communication between the three of you even if it's just a small thing, consent is always key.

ꕥ Alex following his two wives around a lot, he's mostly behind you guys all the time.

ꕥ Farah is patient when it comes to a lot of things but especially you and Alex.

ꕥ You get head pats from both of them, Farah is in a more praising manner while Alex tends to be in a comforting manner.

ꕥ You cannot tell me these two won't be down to cuddle in any position because I know damn well they would be. More often it's just Alex wanting to be a little spoon.

Alex Keller

ꕥ Golden Retriever boyfriend FOR REAL. This man is the type of man to kneel down and clasp the strap of your shoe or heel when he notices it.

ꕥ You know when you pick up something near a corner of a table or underneath it? He's the type of boyfriend to subconsciously cover the edge or corner of that table so that if your head bumps into it then it wouldn't be as painful or even at all.

ꕥ Having said the first one, he also guides your head whenever getting into a vehicle because god forbid you actually hurt yourself. Not on his watch.

ꕥ Understands why you're insecure and definitely offers a lot of verbal reassurance.

ꕥ Is the type of boyfriend to say "Yes Ma'am" when you ask him to do something, doesn't matter whether it's a small thing or labor intensive. It's kinda become your guys' thing now since people take notice on it.

ꕥ Pouty kind of jealous? Not necessarily whiny but makes this sad upset face at you when jealous instead of something like Ghost or Valeria would do where they'd be glaring the person down jealous.

ꕥ Very thoughtful, he pays attention to what you want and what you need and knows the right timing.

ꕥ Forehead kiss giver, you cannot convince me this man doesn't love doing it. Especially when you're shorter than him, loves resting his chin on top of your head or burying his head in your neck.

ꕥ HATES seeing you uncomfortable, absolutely despises it. That's the last thing he wants you to feel when you're around him. Would understand if there's imminent danger around but it would literally being him back to life if you felt safe enough around him even if there was danger because you're confident in his capabilities to keep you safe.

Kate Laswell

ꕥ (LOVE THIS WOMAN, SHE'S FOR THE GIRLS BECAUSE IT'S CANON. ARGUE WITH THE WALL)

ꕥ She only ever let the TF141 and Nikolai meet you because of course she trusts them enough.

ꕥ They were like "So you're the infamous wife of Laswell huh?"

ꕥ Even before you were married, Kate called you her wife because she was ✨manifesting✨.

ꕥ She loves using it though, sometimes she'd be with coworkers and they'd invited her to go out to pub and drink but she'll refuse saying "Can't, my wife is waiting for me". She'd really rather just spend time with you anyway.

ꕥ Congrats, you made her quit smoking or at least she's trying to. She still does every once and a while when shit gets really bad but never around you because she knows that secondhand smoke is just as bad for you.

ꕥ She doesn't have a type when it comes to people so body is out of the question, if she feels a connection then she feels it.

ꕥ Anything and everything to keep you safe, if something were to happen to you, trust that she'll either get it down herself or if she can't then she'll turn to Price and Belinski for help.

ꕥ As much as possible, she keeps you away from everything. The job she has is just too dangerous and she can't risk you, not when you're one of the only good things in her life that keeps her happy.

ꕥ Definitely a workaholic, something as simple as asking her to eat or rest, maybe take a break. She'll do it, for you and because she knows you care for her.

ꕥ Doesn't half-ass anything, full effort when it comes to you especially when there's a special occasion between you two like holidays, birthdays and anniversaries.

ꕥ Also she loves making you laugh, more often with stories of her experiences with Price and also about how they met.

Gary "Roach" Sanderson

ꕥ (I CANNOT FIND A DECENT GIF OF THIS MAN FOR THE LIFE OF ME... Here's the credits to where I found the photo)

ꕥ Get this man a makeshift antenna, he would adore it. You made it for him because of his call sign.

ꕥ He sometimes wears it on missions but mostly keeps it so that it doesn't get damage because this man is definitely a horder, not in a bad way just anything you give to him is something worth keeping in his eyes.

ꕥ Gary definitely gives you handmade gifts back, when he knows you'll like something or even if it's at a random, he loves making them for you and he cried when he found out you kept those all in it's own box labeling it your treasures.

ꕥ Very shy and reluctant at first but once he's comfortable, he is tackling you for a hug when he gets the chance.

ꕥ Doesn't talk a lot, (it took me to Google when I saw that many people hc him communicating through BSL) but I like to think he does talk. It's just really selective, like a few words.

ꕥ The first time you heard his voice, you looked at him like "???". He looked at you confused at your reaction and he only realized it when you told him.

ꕥ Think that he'll try to learn sign language within your mother tongue you know, it's too cute not to think about.

ꕥ He gives off soft lover vibes, definitely far more on the gentle side compared to his comrades.

ꕥ Something in me tells me this man rambles but only and I mean only when he's already extremely comfortable around you, not used to using his voice much so expect a bit of stutter. Which by the way, he does this without knowing he's rambling and will profusely apologize with his tone of voice slowly getting more quiet. (This is your sign, comfort this man)

ꕥ Likes to crawl around and climb things for fun, another one of the reasons his call sign was formed. The first time Ghost genuinely screamed was when Roach was stuck on the side of the wall and Ghost saw him there. Kinda like when you see a roach climbing up a wall and it flies straight for you in your direction. (Happened to me by experience when I was taking a shower)

ꕥ He also likes crawling around, like this I mean. Hacker!Reader seeing this on the enemy's security camera while she tries to shut them off is just funny to me idk why.

ꕥ Chubby!Reader? Sign him the fuck up. You once sat down near him and he saw how you thought spread a bit and it was so close to his that he was just resisting the urge to touch. The voice in his head shamelessly thinking of what it would be like if you suffocated him with them.

ꕥ He loves peppering kisses, doesn't matter whether it's receiving or giving this man would straight up take your hands and use them to cup his face, his hands still being over yours and would with wait for you to kiss him or kiss you himself.

Nikolai Belinski

ꕥ (I have no clue how to write for nik but I'll try my best)

ꕥ We all know him and his jokes about his "wives" which by the way is not true and you know it.

ꕥ He's husband material however he is quite busy, not that he'd barely spend time with you but he is away a lot. There's an upside to this, he constantly calls you (Let's be real, he prefers calls over texts) just to check on how you're doing and he tells you when he's going to come home.

ꕥ Despite all his jokes, he'd never actually make fun of you. Sure he's sarcastic and talks to himself a lot but he'd never go as low as actually making an offensive joke to his lover.

ꕥ Speaking of joking, your laugh is music to this man's ears. Don't matter if you sound like a dying cat, he's still gonna make you laugh.

ꕥ Surprisingly really sweet, people are often surprised to see that man with a lover. He's very thoughtful in a sense that he's observant, sure he's quite absentminded when around you because that's the only space he's comfortable enough to do so but also because he likes listening to you.

ꕥ Does every safety measure in a helicopter possible if he knew you or Gaz would be in that helicopter, he also makes improvements to it and calls it Gaz-proofing because we all know how Garrick fell off a damn helicopter TWICE. (Idk how he does it, Gaz has some serious plot armor)

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[oozedninjas]

hii i hope you're having a great day <3

i've been wondering a little how the '07 boys would feel sbout cockwarming generally ? thank you u

Asks I didn't know I needed:

WARNINGS: 18+ / mdni / NSFW / cockwarming / They're 26 and desperate for you!

LEO

Uses it to tase you.

Aww, you're needy? Come here, he'll fetch you something sweet *proceeds to torture you *

Generally, I think that what he loves the most is watching you squirm in his lap and trying your best to seduce him into fucking you hard.

RAPH

You adore how desperate he gets!

Typically, you're the one that brings it to the table.

Poor Raph, he can barely hold it together. Not that is funny, God, of course not! haha

Use this to punish him whenever he fucks up

Omgf he's such a submissive brat for this

DONNIE

He sets a personal goal… for research purposes, of course!

Oh, dear, and you thought this could be a nice way to tease him, to get him so desperate for you.

But of course, Don would sit there and work on his online business for literal hours.

Shit, now you're the one begging and you can bet he lives for it

MIKEY

Mikey loves it as a way of just cuddling more intimately.

He can thrive right there in your arms, and be happy that you enjoy it as much as he does

So sweet!

Lots of nose kisses and sweet nothings in your ear. Doesn't last too long, tho, as he slowly starts moving.

10/10 times it winds up as soft intimacy

Except when he's close to mating season, right there he's way more rough.

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[euno11a]

Man something I've really been into ever since I've read it is piercings. So Ghost having tongue and c*ck piercings?

You were sat in his lap, mewling from how he touched you. His fingers circled around your clit, playing with the small nub. He dipped his fingers down to see how wet you were - to a normal person, you’d be wet. But to Ghost, you were practically dry as a desert. You had wetness all over your thighs, but it wasn’t enough for him.

Ghost pulled you out of his lap and pressed you onto the bed. He pressed your legs open, pulling up his balaclava to show his mouth. You looked down between your thighs to see a quick shine of silver, your brows furrowed before you felt his warm tongue press against your slit. It was a familiar sensation you’d grown to love, except for the fact that mixed with the warm touch, you felt a cold sensation every once in a while. You whine his name, gasping and pulling at the balaclava to get him to look up at you.

His dark brown eyes that were full of lust looked up at you, his chin was covered in his spit and your juices. You couldn’t form words so your hands weakly reached to brush against his lips, pressing a small kiss to your finger tips. He knew what you were trying to do, find out what that feeling was.

“Stop it, doll.”

now, when he pressed himself into you, your mouth fell open as you held yourself up by having your arms around his neck. He grunted into your neck as he pressed into your pussy. Small tears fell out of your eyes as you felt new feeling in your most sensitive spot. You were shaking your head as he kept thrusting into you, he grabbed your jaw and made you look at him.

“C’mon, love, I know it feels too good. Moan, baby. Let me know how good my cock feels in your tight cunt.”

like always, you came, but it was so much better than before. When he pulled out and cleaned you up, you finally got the courage to ask why it felt so different compared to usual. He let out a low chuckle and picked you up, sitting you in his lap as he covered you with a blanket. He told you about the new piercings he got, showing you them. The tongue on was hot. But the cock…oh god, the cock piercings made you go feral. Normally, it would be him worshipping you and how beautiful you are - but right now, you were on your knees, licking at his tip, taking as much of his cock as you could down your throat. You were making him whine and whimper now…the rare time he would actually be submissive.

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[hauntedwitch04]

My Goddess

Rhysand x reader

Words: about 3.5k words

Warnings: smut, smut, I forgot to say smut, a little bit sad at the beginnig, my deepest insecurities, shower sex, rude male

Author’s note: Hi loves! I finally managed to write some more after the crazy week I had. Hope you like it, your witch Becky

p.s some parts are very personal (hair loss part and insecurities), and I'm kinda sorry, but I wrote this by heart and because of this it came out like this, hope you like it anyway.

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DAY 5: Body worship

I have never had a good relationship with my body.

It sounds silly to say, but all my life I've never had a good relationship with me in general, and this is something that I and my brother Azriel have in common.

He since childhood has had to endure the sight of his hands being ruined by fire because of those idiotic half-brothers of ours.

I, on the other hand, have had to endure the sight of my legs, my belly, my face that I do not consider beautiful enough to please anyone, and all of this feeling would end up manifesting itself in extreme anxiety attacks that my physique demonstrates by losing all my hair. I have always been unable to look at myself in the mirror because I cannot stand to see my forehead devoid of hair, along with most of my skull, solely because I cannot fight what I have inside. I think in part I can't look at myself because I feel guilty about betraying the little me, whom I see again every time I look in the mirror, who imagined a beautiful and perfect life, which I am increasingly convinced I will never have. As a child I dreamed of meeting my partner, who would love me with all his life and we would have a family together, always with my brother close by.

My brother, on the contrary, as much as he too believed that he did not deserve a mate, never found any problems in finding a woman to spend a night with, being one of the most handsome men Mother has ever conceived. I, on the other hand, have never had too much luck in love, since every time I saw a man approaching me, my first reaction is to turn away being that I don't want to be disappointed and hurt. And partly because I am deeply in love with my brother's best friend, or rather one of them: the not very famous and not at all attractive Rhysand.

For as long as I can remember, I couldn't help but fall in love with his violet eyes and sly smile, but of course it never crossed my mind to confess how I feel, knowing that I would ruin a friendship I cherish as well as ridicule myself.

Like every Saturday night Mor has forced me to go out with my brother and his two other friends, Rhys and Cass, knowing that I never have too much desire to go out and show off my body. Yet here I am sitting back on a miserable chair in the corner of yet another bar, watching my friends having fun.

Immediately, however, I feel something in the air change, and I notice that a man is sitting next to me. Too close to me. As soon as I notice that closeness I immediately feel uncomfortable, so I try to move away, but immediately I feel his hand resting on top of my wrist, squeezing it tightly.

"Hey baby, where are you running off to?" He says in a faux-sweet voice as a stench of cheap alcohol escapes from his mouth, and immediately I find myself holding back a gag as well as trying not to show my fear.

"My brother and his friends are looking for me, I should go." You lie, trying to push me away but he squeezes tighter and makes you let out a half moan of pain, too.

"I'm sure they won't notice your absence. How about coming with me? We could have fun." He continues by giving me a wink, which sends a shiver all down my spine. I try to pull away again, no longer trying to be nice to him, but this time in addition to holding me close to him, he pulls me closer to him by the hand with which he holds my wrist. I in response to that gesture slap him on the cheek, so hard that the sound seems to resonate throughout the whole place, but I don't care exactly at this moment because I am more focused on his look of pure hatred that he is giving me.

"How dare you little bitch slap me! You should be grateful that someone has the courage to hit on you, you must not have many people trying to bed you at least show gratitude in those who have the mercy to do so." He says in a harsh, rough tone a few inches from my face, even spitting a little.

I have never felt so naked in my life.

I can already feel tears welling up when I hear a voice behind me, noisily interrupting my thoughts.

"I would advise you to let the girl go right away, and maybe our Azzy will only allow you to die after a week of torture." Says a voice hoarse and deep, warm and enveloping as a summer night. Immediately I feel a sense of relief, and I move back to meet Rhys's muscular chest, who immediately wraps an arm around my waist, to make me feel his presence and quietly tell me I was safe.

"You don't need to make all this fuss over a sleazy bitch, if you want her so bad you can have her, even though I had seen her first. Who do you think you are anyway, you little bitch?" Asks the man trying to approach Rhys, pointing a finger at him. Seeing his gestures my friend moves me behind his back, still holding my hand, while with a look capable of killing he looks at the man who is tormenting me.

I feel it emanating pure power, so strong, it sends shivers down my spine. I feel it pass between our intertwined fingers like a night breeze mixed with stardust.

I see his shoulders stretch out so that he stands in all his height, and shows himself in all his grandeur before his enemy.

"Your worst nightmare." He replies with a growl.

Fuck, I need a cold shower when I get home. This is my first thought, then I force myself to stay alert, remembering the situation we are in.

"Rhys it's not worth it to fight with this asshole, please take me-" I implore my friend, before being interrupted.

"What did you call me bitch?" Asks the asshole in front of us rhetorically, only to be slammed against the wall by an unseen hand, clutching at his throat.

"The young lady was just finishing saying something, now you're going to be a good boy, and I'm going to spare you the pain of cutting off your fingers piece by piece, and I'm going to do it with one blow." Young High Lord responds with feigned gentleness as I see him tighten his other hand to make his grip on the man's neck slammed to the wall tighter.

"Please Rhys, take me home, I just want to take a shower and go to bed." I pick up my speech where I left off.

"As you wish. Az, will you Cass take care of this pig?" Rhys asks, turning his face slightly to look at his friends who have since materialized beside us. I see my brother looking at me with eyes full of sadness and anger; he walks over and kisses my forehead softly, before answering Rhys.

"Sure. Can I do whatever I want with him?" Az asks as he shifts his gaze to the man who tried to touch me, his little sister.

"Give vent to your kinkiest perversions and all the imagination you have Azzy. I'll stay with her in case she needs anything, in case I'll let you know right away." Rhys says at first with his usual smirk, looking in turn at the man he was choking on the wall, who now seems to have gone pale with fear, and then turns his face into something serious.

My brother nods and I do not have time to see his next action that deep night-colored fog, quilted with a few stars, envelops me and I find myself in my room.

Next to me stands Rhys, watching me intently. All the power he exuded a few seconds ago has vanished, to make way for the gentle, kind look I'm used to.

"Are you okay?" She asks me in a whisper, as if afraid that if she spoke too loudly I would destroy myself. I look up and stare into his purple eyes, shining like two precious gems, staring at me so intently that I blush.

"Yes, thank you for intervening, I'm afraid to think what would have happened if I hadn't." I say, trying to make him believe that this is why I am upset, and not because of the words he threw at me. I know perfectly well how to defend myself against a man like him, I've been training my whole life to fight against far greater opponents, but it was his words that struck me deeply in the soul.

I try to hint at a half smile, then head for the bathroom and close the door behind me. From the last look I give him, he doesn't seem very convinced by my theatrics, but he doesn't say anything to me and lets me seek solace in some alone time.

Barely alone in the privacy of my bathroom, I open the tub water to cover the sound of my sobs and let myself go into an overwhelming sob. I spend a few minutes huddled on the floor in the corner of my bathroom brooding over the man's words.

You should be grateful that someone has the courage to hit on you, you don't have to have a lot of people trying to get you into bed at least show gratitude in those who have the mercy to do so.

I feel my heart bleeding, as if it had been pierced by a dagger. I don't even notice that the door has opened, too engrossed in remembering how to breathe. Immediately I see Rhys sitting across from me, his eyes detecting how worried he is Without asking he takes me in his arms and sits me on his lap, stroking my back with one hand, trying to calm my sobs, while with the other he pulls up my face, which I am trying to hide in his neck.

"Don't give me any more bullshit. Talk to me, please, that's all I ask. Take all you want, but talk to me, I can't see you like this." He says as he wipes away my tears.

I spend a few minutes in silence, thinking about what to do or what to say, when I decide to stop listening to the little voice in my ear and finally be honest with the man I love and esteem so much.

"He's right Rhys." I say in a sob.

"Point one, I don't think an asshole of that magnitude could be right, and point two, what would love be right about?" Asks the man holding me close to him.

I take a deep breath and totally open my heart to him.

"Rhys, no one will ever want me for who I am. If someone hits on me they either want to get to you or my brother, or they see in me an easy prey to have a one-night stand, believing I would accept their pity gesture. No one wants me for who I am, but that doesn't shock me either because who would ever want a person with a physique like mine. Besides, I look like a hairless cat, but you know the worst thing about losing my hair due to stress? It's that I can't hide how incapable I am of controlling my emotions beyond the fact that I'm obviously emotionally unstable. And then let's not start with my temper-" I begin to mumble, then increase the volume of my voice more and more, until I feel a pair of warm lips settle on mine. It takes me a few seconds to reciprocate the gesture and I bite down on his plump lips with my teeth. He in response, when I release his lip, takes advantage of my distraction to explore my mouth with his tongue. We stay like this for a few minutes, making out like two eager kids in the back of a disco.

Eventually we break away, both of us needing oxygen. I look at him, and for a moment I cannot conceive that the same boy who is standing here in front of me with his hair tousled from my hands being passed through it and his lips swollen and reddened, could at the same time be the most powerful High Lord all Prythian has ever seen, and yet this is the truth.

"I thought the best way to let you know that what you were saying was a load of crap was to let you know with actions, and not just words." He says with his usual smirk, as I fist him on the shoulder, and then continues. "Now I'm going to try to be serious. Believe me, love, when I tell you that I don't understand how every man on this island, indeed in this world, can't help but be in love with you. You are the kindest, funniest, smartest, most beautiful woman, oh for Mother if you are beautiful, you don't know how many times I had to restrain myself from commenting on what I would do to you because I knew Az would kill me, but believe me it was a real pain to admire you without being able to do anything I wanted to do or taste." He says with a wink, then turns serious again. "You are perfect, in every aspect of you, and don't let just a few more curves discourage you, because they are nothing but an advantage to me, because that way there is more to love, kiss and worship than you. And your hair, it's nothing but a testament to your willpower, your strength and what a badass you are. There is not a single facet of you, because each one is a fundamental part of the woman I love." I feel my breath come short, and he seems to understand because he continues. "Yes I love you, more than my own life, I love you as insistently as we need oxygen to breathe, and I wish I could see you with my own eyes and admire who you really are."

I can't help but kiss him again and then say four simple words that somehow seem to take a huge weight off my heart.

"I love you too." I whisper on his lips, before kissing him again. As before we get carried away with the kiss, but this time it seems to get even more passionate and deep, so much so that slowly Rhys gets up, making me get up as well.

He slowly pulls away from the kiss and to move on to kiss the neck area near my ear, then to whisper something to me.

"Would you like to take a shower with me?" He asks sensuously, as I feel his hands touch every single cell of my body, or so it seems to me. I nod, unable to speak, and so slowly we begin to undress each other, as the shower water magically turns on, and quickly becomes warm.

Once naked, facing each other, we look into each other's eyes and I see him smile, before taking my hand and kissing it, and then kissing my wrist, and so on until we reach his shoulder and this time the other ear where he whispers again.

"You are beautiful, and I can't wait to worship you as the goddess you are once we get into that shower." He says, as I feel a chill run down my spine.

We get into the shower and at first the only things we do is leave hot kisses on each other's skin until Rhys picks up the body soap and begins to gently scrub my back. Suddenly then I feel his hands move from the back to the front, where they begin to massage my breasts. I immediately feel my nipples harden under his touch, and the first moans begin to fall from my lips like an old prayer that he does not remember ever learning, but of which at the most opportune moment he remembers every word. He continues to tease my breasts with one hand, while with the other he begins to play with the center of my pleasure. I totally melt under her touch, as if a witch had cast a spell on me. I feel my knees beginning to give way, while he meanwhile continues his attack on my neck as well, leaving bites and marks of his passage. Just as I was about to reach the apex of pleasure, however, he stops, making me moan this time from the pain of not having reached my orgasm. Rhys turns me around with a simple gesture and matches my back to the shower wall as he presses himself on me, kissing every inch of skin available to him.

"I want to taste you on my lips, I can't afford to make you come solely with my fingers love." She says in a whisper, as she kisses my breasts, and takes one of the nipples in her teeth, while teasing the other with her hand. "I want to make you feel the queen you are." He continues, as he slowly goes to his knees and stands at the same height as my pussy. He thus begins to lick and suck my clit, while he teases my entrance with his fingers. Immediately I bring a hand into his hair, pushing him harder against my center, trying to achieve the pleasure I had missed before. Then his lips move lower until they take the place of his fingers, this time I feel his tongue enter me.

For a second I feel as if I can touch the sky with my finger, as I feel the orgasm coming more and more overwhelmingly. What makes me go further and cum, making me convulse loudly and name my beloved so loudly that even on the Continent they know who gave me such pleasure, is the moan he makes against my center's lips in approval.

"By Mother, you are the best thing I have ever felt in my whole life. I could spend hours devouring you, my whole existence, and I would eat nothing but you, but I can't wait to make you come with my cock." Says Rhys unceremoniously. My brain still foggy with pleasure does not immediately process what he is saying, the only thing I understand is that before long I will feel pleasure like what I just felt if not more.

I see him get up, and I do not have time to realize what is going on that I feel his member enter me, and at this moment I discover that there is actually another level of pleasure of which I was unaware. His thrusts are fast and deep, which combined with his sizable cock, cause him to graze my cervix each time, making me scream so loudly with pleasure that I doubt I will have a voice tomorrow.

We stay so wrapped around each other under the pouring water of the shower making love, sharing such an intimate and personal moment with the person we love most in the world. I feel him kissing every inch of skin he meets, when he is not too busy remembering how to breathe, or he is not whispering in my ear how beautiful I am or how perfect he thinks I am.

I can't quite tell how much time elapsed before I felt the sensation of impending orgasm coming again like a galloping horse, but one shared glance between the two of us and we immediately knew that the other was feeling the same thing, so he quickened his thrusts and I began kissing the sensitive spots on his neck, so that only after a few minutes did we reach pleasure by howling the other person's name.

We stand still for a moment, letting the wave of pleasure no longer cloud our senses, confusing us as we enjoy the sensation of the hot water in the shower. Then, I interrupt the silence to note something.

"Well at least we are already in the shower." I say in a joking tone. Rhys immediately begins to giggle as he hides his head in my neck, then continues to be silent before confessing something of his own.

"It seems like a good time to tell you that you are my mate anyway." He says with obviousness as he picks up the shampoo to wash my hair. I look at him shocked at how calmly he dropped such a bombshell.

"And you tell me like this? Like it's nothing!?" I say shocked, and I see him smiling at my reaction, because he knows that after all, there is no happier person in the universe than me, and you can tell by my smile and the twinkle in my eyes.

"And the worst part is yet to come my goddess, we still have to tell to Azriel." Rhysand confesses, with obvious fear in his face, and I can't help but laugh.

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[irkimatsu]

NSFW Husk headcanons because I've lost control of my life

-Dude loves a nice ass. Gender and presentation don't matter, if you have a nice round ass he wants it. Sit on his face, let him burrow his nose and tongue into your cheeks. Give him some 69 to really sweeten the deal. Let him fuck you, let him feel those soft cheeks pressed into his waist on every deep thrust... yeah, that's the ticket.

-I still need to figure out exactly how I want to write his dick, just that it's not strictly human, and it's more mammalian than avian. Don't know how far I wanna go with the barbs. I need to go look at some inspiration (read: filthy, filthy furry porn.) It's a good size, can really fuck you up if he wants to.

-He's pretty strictly a top - not too keen on penetration. He's tried it, it doesn't do it for him. Might let you rim him if he's drunk enough, though. He does like giving head regardless of genitalia, but you have to let him set the pace. Try any shit like throatfucking and you're gonna be left with your hand for the rest of the night. (This does not, of course, mean that he's not going to throatfuck you, especially during a good 69 where he's so turned on he can't help but thrust.)

-He's not really into BDSM in general, and he is definitely not into being submissive. He already wasn't into it when he was alive, but after everything he's been through in hell, absolutely not. Do not restrain him, do not talk down to him, and for the love of god don't even suggest pet play. Best case scenario he'll just get pissed off; worst case scenario you're gonna trigger a breakdown. Don't do it.

-That said, he can still be fairly dominant outside of the typical BDSM stereotypes. He'll tie you up if you really want, but that's not the domination he's into; when he thinks about being dominant, he thinks about pinning you down and fucking you fast and rough until you're an overstimulated mess. If the bed isn't slamming into the wall with every thrust, he's not doing it hard enough. Expect lots of loud swearing about how fucking great you're making him feel. He loves dirty talk, clawing, and biting in both directions. Sink your teeth into his shoulder at your own risk, it'll only intensify his need. Definitely have to be careful if you're fucking his demon form; he doesn't want to hurt you, but he'll never quite be used to those claws...

-Even if he's toned down now, he was a lot more sadistic as an Overlord. Loved making bets with prey and then dominating his prize when he won. He'd back off if he other person truly seemed to be distressed, but uncertainty and passivity weren't deterrents for him, and if he could get his prize to start begging for more of his rough treatment, then that was the greatest prize of all. He's not proud of this aspect of himself, which makes him wary about indulging in consensual sadism after his fall, but if you can really make him comfortable and assure him that you want him to be not just rough, but mean about it, then maybe the instinct will kick in again...

-He has a surprising amount of stamina. He may be in his 60's, but being a demon gets rid of all those pesky problems that come with an aging human body. He can go for hours if he really wants it. Given how rough he likes it, you better have the stamina in turn to keep up. This is especially apparent when he gets back into sexual activity after his fall from being an Overlord, since he hasn't had much sex if any at all since then. He is super pent up and it's going to take a few all-nighters for him to get it all out of his system.

-For all of his love of rough, intense sex, the man has a heart, too; you'll make him feel so much better if you warm him up first. Cuddle and kiss him, compliment him, scratch and massage that spot beneath his wings that hits so right. He's happy to return the favor, teasing every inch of you with his mouth and hands until you're begging him to fill you up already. He'll rub his cock against your hole while you're begging, smirking down at your desperate face. The sounds you make when he finally gives you what you want are so satisfying.

-He loves multiple types of compliment during sex. He loves hearing how much you love him, how happy he makes you, how you always want to be with him... and he also loves hearing about how badly you need his huge cock slamming you open. A little ego stroking goes a long way with him. Nothing too cheesy, he finds overly scripted porno dialogue to be a bit of a turnoff, but if you find that sweet spot between earnest and filthy he's all yours.

-He's a big cuddler after sex. He feels incredibly vulnerable when the deed is done, and should not be left alone afterward under any circumstances at risk of permanent emotional damage. Let him take care of you, kissing all the spots he scratched and thanking you for the good time, before falling asleep with his arms and wings wrapped around you. His purrs are loudest during a post-coital cuddle and sleep. It's adorable, but do not mention this to him, ever. He already knows he does it. You do not need bring it up. (This wasn't quite the case when he was an Overlord; the most he could manage then were some halfhearted apologies or compliments on how well they did, depending on how it went, before sending them off so he could go drown his deeply repressed guilt in booze. It wasn't great for him. Not a thing he ever wants to revisit.)

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel husk #hazbin husk #hazbin husk x reader #dubcon #posting this here because anything on my old smut blog is going to fall into the void #irk blubbers about nothing #irk huskposts

[russellsppttemplates]

Just imagined Tilly with one of those kid glasses that are colorful (u never said she wears glasses, but I just imagined her like that)and one huge huge matching bow in her head being all cute while watching lando streaming!🥹

"We have a special guest today with us, don't we?", Lando said into the stream as Max nodded along, already knowing who was joining his best friend on the other side of his own screen.

Matilda sat on Lando's lap and looked at the screen, now able to read the chat going off properly, "we're just going to warn you guys to keep your messages appropriate for Tilly, okay? It's a big request and we would appreciate it!", Lando said as he watched his daughter trying to catch up with the words on the screen.

"They're going too fast, daddy", she noted, looking up at him and then seeing Max, "Hi uncle Max!".

"Hello, little one! How have you been? There's something different about you though", he exaggerated, quizzically looking as Lando urged your daughter to come closer to the camera. "Is it your dress? No, I think I've seen this one before. Maybe... Is it your hair? Did mummy take you to get a haircut, Matilda?", he smiled as the little girl looked up at Lando.

She was loving the fact that apparently Max wasn't noticing her new glasses. Since she started school, Matilda complained that she couldn't quite see the board properly, and after attempts at changing her spot in the classroom and some appointments, the optometrist suggested that wearing glasses was the best course to take. She chose the most colourful pair, much like her parents' usual colour palette, and you and Lando had picked them up yesterday.

"No, my hair is the same! But I'll give you a clue: my bow is matching!", she said as she turned her head slightly, showing how she did not get a different haircut and how the bow looked a bit like the frames she picked out.

"Oh, my, word! Matilda, you have glasses now?!", Max gasped as the little girl giggled loudly in delight, the chat going mad over the interactions as Lando smiled too.

"I did, mummy and daddy got them yesterday!", she stated.

"We did, didn't we? Chat doesn't know, but Matilda had some trouble seeing things that are far away from her, right?", Lando said, kissing her cheek with little multiple kisses as she nodded, "but it's all sorted now, so she can sit here and see everything good, right, princess?", he asked, "yes, daddy, I see very well now", she said.

"Well, we're getting on with the game then! Matilda, if your super glasses see anything we don't see and spot something important, you tell us, okay?", Max said as he loaded the game.

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[number1mingyustan]

- Cuffing Season-

Your Impact

boyfriend!mingyu x fem!reader

Warnings: established relationship, size kink, switch!reader, switch!gyu, dom!reader, sub!gyu (he just has a hard time admitting it), unprotected sex (riding), light bondage, scratching, kissing, cursing, pet names, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, lowkey brat taming

Summary: Mingyu would actually do anything for you

Word Count: 2.8k

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(a/n: i don’t usually write the dudes being submissive but idk i kinda love it now 💃🏽)

“You know that boy is totally whipped for you right?” Your friend Mai says.

You and Mingyu are currently hosting a barbecue with some friends. Mingyu has finally gotten things better with the company, so he's not working as much. He doesn't have to go in for work at all today, and he figured he'd spend it with the people he loves.

He insisted on hosting and almost went out a bought a new grill just for it.

"What?" You say, turning your head to look at her.

"Mingyu... I'm sure he'd do anything for you. I've never seen a man look at a woman the way he looks at you," she says, eyes locked on the

Mingyu stands in your backyard with a beer in hand. He's wearing a black muscle tee and conversing with some friends. He looks so good even when he's not trying.

He notices you staring and turns his head the slightest bit to your direction before shooting you a wink. Your face grows hot. Even though it's nearly four years into your relationship, he still makes you nervous.

There's truth to her words. Mingyu has never shied away from showing you how much he loves you. Even earlier this week when he was two steps away from buying the pointless new grill, all you had to do was tell him you didn't need it and he listened to you.

"He'd only do anything for me because he knows I'm right," you joke back.

You laugh, but truthfully her words have got you thinking.

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"You okay baby?" Mingyu asks as he brings the last tray of food inside. "You've been quiet lately."

All your guests are gone and it's back to you and him. You're standing at the sink washing some of the leftover dishes.

"Yeah," you give him a small smile. "Just a little tired."

Lie. You're not tired at all, you've just got something on mind that you can't shake. It's what Mai said earlier in the backyard.

"Mingyu... I'm sure he'd do anything for you"

Anything.

Anything entails a lot, and it's got you thinking all kinds of thoughts. There are a number of things that have crossed your mind, but you've never been confident enough to think he'd actually go along with it.

"Well I'll finish cleaning up and you can go upstairs okay? Get some rest baby," he places his hand on your arm gently.

"You don't have to–"

"Nonsense," he cuts you off. "Mostly everything is cleaned up already. It's no worry."

He kisses your cheek and sends you on your way upstairs. But rest is still the last thing on your mind and you've already got an idea brewing in your head.

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When Mingyu enters your shared bedroom upstairs, you're nowhere to be found. He strips himself down to his underwear before sitting down on the bed.

The door is closed, but he notices the light is on in the bathroom connected to your room.

And moments later, you walk out in one of his t-shirts.

"There you are," he says, large hands pulling you over to him by the waist.

"Gyu," you say. "You'd do anything for me right?"

"Of course baby, what's this about?" he asks, voice laced with worry.

"Like anything anything," you clarify.

"Yeah baby, what is it?"

"I was just thinking you know... I wanna be in charge tonight. Let me tie you up," you suggest.

Mingyu blinks a few times in disbelief. He'd actually started to worry and you're just horny. He crosses his arms.

"What are you on about?" he asks.

"I just wanna be in charge for once," you inform him.

"I let you be in charge on your birthday every year baby," he sighs.

"I know... and it's my favorite day of the year."

He groans. "Baby..."

"Please? You said you'd do anything for me," you remind him.

"Yeah but I didn't think you meant–"

"C'mon baby..." You pout, pulling off his t-shirt. It revelas the lacy red set you were hiding underneath. It distracts Mingyu for a moment too. He loses his mind any time you wear red. Especially this set. "You love me, and you said anything"

"C'mon Gyu, I know you're not gonna pass up an opportunity to fuck me. I'm even wearing your favorite set." you say.

"I never said all that," he raises an eyebrow.

"Well... then we're not fucking unless I'm in charge," you say.

"You don't mean that," he frowns.

"And if I did?" You ask, pushing him down on the bed so his back meets the sheets.

"You're so cruel," he sighs.

"And your ego is fragile," you say.

"No it's not," he grumbles.

"Yes it is baby, your ego is the only thing getting in the way," you push your hips down against his. "You want this so bad. I can feel it."

"Not true"

"But you're already so hard, Gyu," you smirk.

"So what?"

"You're into this"

" 'M not," he lies.

"You are!"

"No... you're practically naked and sitting on my lap, of course I'm turned on," he defends.

"So you're not even the slightest bit into the idea?" you ask, subtly pulling out a silky rope.

"No," he lies.

"Not even a little bit?" you ask as you begin tying his hands above his head.

"No"

"So then why'd you just let me tie a pretty bow with your hands?" you grin.

"You're just sneaky..." he groans.

"True," you say with a smirk. You reach around yourself, unclipping your bra and allowing it to fall. "But you could've stopped me, and you didn't."

This time, he doesn't even bother responding. His eyes are scanning your body shamelessly. He's fucking throbbing in his underwear. There's already precum drooling through the material.

He can say he's not into it all he wants, but his body tells a different story.

You're nearly satisfied with yourself. You've got your big, strong boyfriend tied up nearly about to cum untouched in his underwear. Someone so large and dominant like Mingyu in a position like this? It swells your ego. All you have to do now is get him to submit to you.

You begin leaving wet kissing along his skin, starting at his neck and making your way down toward his V-line. Your hand finds its way to his very prominent bulge, slowly palming him through his underwear.

"You're so hot... fuck," he moans.

You grin, pulling his underwear down and allowing his cock to spring up and rest against his stomach. "Glad to see you're finally giving in."

" 'M not," he protests. "I called you hot, didn't say anything about being your little bitch boy."

"Oh but you are my little bitch boy," you smirk.

Before he can get another word out, you're wrapping your lips around his cock. You take his entire length in your mouth, allowing his tip to hit the back of is throat before withdrawing your mouth completely and leaving him squirming.

"Fuck's sake," he groans.

"Such a pretty cock," you say, swiping your thumb across the tip. He lets out a hiss. " 'S big and pretty Gyu... just like you.

"D-Don't say stuff like that," he whines.

"Why? Scared you might like it too much?" you bite down on your bottom lip.

"No... it just doesn't suit me," he pouts.

"You don't think you're pretty?" you tilt your head to the side.

"You're the pretty one," he compliments.

You grin. "Thank you baby." You press a quick kiss on his lips. "You're pretty too though. So pretty and big, I love it. I only say it cuz I mean it."

He groans.

You lick your lips before sliding your damp panties down your thighs. Once they're off, you're quick to toss them onto Mingyu's face with a giggle.

"Baby girl..." he groans.

He tugs on his restraints, but it does nothing.

"Feel how wet they are?" you ask.

"Uh huh. Just for me?"

"Yeah Gyu, only pretty little bitch boys get me that wet," you giggle. “Gonna gag you with those next time.” You toss your panties onto the floor somewhere. “But for now… I wanna hear you. Gonna make you my bitch. Have you moaning and crying for me.”

He groans again, cock throbbing at your words. Much like Mingyu, you too have started to grow a little impatient. You lift your hips, holding his cock against your slit.

"You want it?" you ask.

He nods.

"Use your words Gyu," you tell him.

"Yes," he says.

"Good boy"

He doesn't have time to comment on the pet name because you're already sinking down on his cock. He can feel the stretch of your cunt accommodating to his length.

And fuck, it feels so good.

You're fucking him like a mad woman, circling your hips and bouncing on his cock. His tip is nestled deep inside of you, pushing in further and further with each bounce of your hips.

"Holy shit," he moans.

Your hands grip his shoulders for support.

"Love it when you ride me," he admits, tilting his head back.

"Yeah?" you smirk. "You should let me do it more often."

"Nu uh," he protests.

"How come?" you pout.

"Don't wanna," he strangles out.

"Don't wanna what, huh? Don't wanna watch my tits bounce in your face? Don't wanna stretch me out while I'm on your lap? Don't wanna Fill me up without doing any of the work? What is it Gyu?"

"Fuck you're driving me crazy," he groans.

"Your cock is so big Gyu... swear it was fucking made for me," you moan. "Always stretch me open so good"

Just when he thinks it can't get any better, the rhythm of your hips changes. You're circling your hips differently and it feels incredible.

You're spelling your fucking name on his cock.

"You're mine," you breathe out. "Say it Gyu."

"You're mine," he groans out.

"Nu uh," you stop moving, planting yourself on his cock.

He groans, tipping his head against your shoulder. "Fuck... please keep going."

"Say it Gyu," you tell him.

He groans again against your shoulder. "Don't do this to me."

"C'mon Gyu, 's two words. It's not that hard, I promise." You say.

"Fuck me..."

"I will baby, just say it first. I promise. You know I don't break my promises," You assure him.

"Fuck," he groans again. " 'M yours, I'm fucking yours baby”

"Good boy," you start bouncing again, picking up in speed.

"Don't say that..."

"Why? Scared you might cum too soon?" you tease.

He moans out in response. Being completely honest, you were right. He could already feel how close he was, dangerously close. Your stamina has never been this good and he's mentally cursing himself because if you don't stop soon, he'll cum before you.

But you're just as needy as him. You won't stop any time soon. Matter of fact, this position is perfect. It allows you to press your clit against his pubic bone, providing you with another layer of friction. You're in a blissful state, feeling every stretch of his cock and thoroughly enjoying your ride.

"C'mon baby... you can't tap out on me now," you tease. Mingyu is fucking losing it. Every time you move, you're reminding him that you're the only one who can fuck him like this. He feels like his balls are gonna burst, the feeling intensifying every time your ass slams down against him.

" 'M going dizzy holy fuck–" he moans out. "You're fucking crazy."

"I know baby... your big cock just makes me crazy. Feels so fucking good, I'm so lucky." you moan.

He squeezes his eyes shut tightly. You're bouncing on his cock faster and he's really lost it.

"There we go. Cum for me baby," you encourage, each roll of your hips pulling more out of him.

"Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck! Slow down!" he cries out.

"Nu uh, you've already been difficult enough. Take it." you demand.

"It's too much!" he cries out. " 'S too much! P-please."

He can't stop it from happening. His cock is throbbing inside of you and you're just not stopping. He's pumping a huge load inside of you and his cock is so sensitive.

He can't take it. You're really not stopping either. Your thighs are sore and your body is begging you for a break. But you're too determined, heart set on overstimulating your big stubborn boyfriend until you cum.

"Hurts... it hurts," he rasps. "Fuck y/n it's too much."

He's restless beneath you, desperately tugging on his restraints to no avail. In his efforts to break free, he's pushing his hips up, fucking himself into you deeper and overstimulating himself more.

Mingyu has never expereinced this feeling. Never felt anything remotely close to this in his life. Overstimulated to this extent and submissive? You are a different kind of woman. As much as he wants to say he hates it, he fucking loves it.

If he was going to do anything for you before, he'd do anything times 10 right now. He loves you so fucking much. He's so lucky to have you. You're like a goddess to him.

You grab his face, holding him by the chin and forcing him to focus on you. "Look at me."

When his eyes meet yours, that's how you know you're broken him. A fucking tear falls from his eyes. One... then two... then three. He's fucking crying. You got your 6'2 dominant CEO to cry over your pussy.

"Fucking take it Mingyu," you growl. "You hear me?"

And then he fucking whimpers. He nods weakly, obeying and fully submitting to you.

Holy shit you're so hot. Mingyu feels pathetic right now but it's turning him on so fucking much. He never knew you had this side to you and he fucking loves it. He wants this experience tattooed onto his brain.

His eyes are still shining from the hot tears spilling. "Wasn't so hard now was it?"

All he can manage is a head shake. His cock is still throbbing inside of you, it stings in the best way possible. He can feel his body going numb. Each bounce goes straight from his cock to his head, making him feel like he might even pass out. But he doesn't want to stop.

You're scratching at his chest as you feel yourself growing closer to the edge. The pain only adds to the pleasure.

"Oh fuck! You're so hot Gyu, cock feels so good. I'm gonna cum!" You cry out. "You wanna make me cum? Huh baby?"

He manages a weak nod before you untie his restraints. He wraps his arms around your back with the little strength he has left. The closer contact allows you to rub your clit against deliciously.

"Go ahead baby, fuck me how you've wanted to this whole time," you rasp.

With his hands on your hips instantly, he tilts his head back, fucking his hips up into you desperately. His thrusts are so sloppy, but you're both so sensitive it feels to be hitting just right. He can feel his own cum dripping down his cock and he's beyond overstimulated. He can't stop fucking into you even though he's so sensitive. It feels so fucking good.

Mingyu's vision goes white momentarily when you cum. It brings a second orgasm out of his that he didn't know was possible. You squeeze around him too good, completely milking him dry of everything. Your body convulses on top of his as the blissful feeling takes over.

You've never cum this hard. And once you do, your body finally gives out, collapsing on Mingyu. You're both breathing heavily as your bodies reach exhaustion.

"Fuck..." he rasps. "You gotta hop off baby. 'M so sensitive."

You give him a weak nod before lifting yourself off of him with shaky legs and falling next to him on the bed. His cock is still semi-hard, throbbing and red.

"Where the hell did that come from?" he asks suddenly.

You lick your lips. "I've always wanted to be in charge."

"You've never put it on me like that on your birthday," he pants. "You're fucking crazy."

"Yeah," you smirk and grab his cock suddenly. He lets out a loud his and jerks back. "But you loved it."

"Fuck! Okay okay... maybe I liked it a little bit," he finally admits.

You press a quick kiss on his lips. "I know."

You swipe your thumb across his damp cheeks. "Can't believe you cried."

He weakly pushes your hand away. "Shut up."

"You big baby," you tease.

"Stop it. You're not allowing to bring that up. Ever."

You grin.

"I'm serious."

"Okay you big baby."

"Stop it!" He reaches his arms out, pulling your sweaty body closer to his.

You lay there for a moment together. It's nice, being in his arms like this. But your body is tired and you're starting to feel sleepy but you haven't showered yet.

"Gyu."

"Hmm?"

"We have to shower."

"No we don't."

"We do. We're all sweaty and gross."

"Baby..."

"C'mon, we can go to bed right after I promise."

"Okay... only cuz I know you don't break your promises."

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[itsmealaiah]

(Tom 2008) in love with his best friend (who is Bill's girlfriend) one day Tom sees a romantic scene of her and Bill, he waits for Bill to leave and Tom, crying, confesses to her that he has been in love for a long time and who hates her relationship with Bill (like “I wanted you to look at me, but you couldn't take your eyes off him and his stupid hair.”) In the end she decides to play with Tom's cock 😈😝 (submissive Tom)

yall are literally making me so horny 😭 (keep going babes)

Couldn't you see?

tags/ warnings: crushing, confession, cheating, little bit of angst, p in v, sub! tom 😈, bill not catching them, head (f receiving)

MDNI ⚠️ (don't like please don't leave hate)

pairing: tom x fem

Tom's POV:

It had always been there, lurking in the shadows of Tom's heart. A love so deep, so pure, that it threatened to consume him from the inside out. A love that was not meant for his brother's girlfriend, but a love that could not be ignored. As Tom walked in on you and Bill having sex by accident, the sight unfolding before him, tears streamed down his face. he knew that he could no longer keep his feelings hidden, and with a shaky breath, he gathered himself, running to his room, and cried harder than ever before.

It took a while for the sobs to die down, but eventually, he found the courage to confront you. You were sitting on the bed, your hair tousled and your cheeks flushed, looking every bit as beautiful as ever. Tom took a deep breath, steeling himself for the inevitable confrontation, and then, he blurted out the words that had been burning a hole in his chest for far too long. "I love you," he said, his voice barely audible above the thundering of his heart. "I've loved you for as long as I can remember. But I hate the way you look at him, the way you can't take your eyes off him"

There was a long silence as you absorbed his words. Your eyes widened, bill was gone, leaving once the aftercare was finished, leaving just you and tom.

"I…I didn't know," you whispered, feeling tears well up in your eyes again. You looked at him, truly looked at him for the first time in years, and saw the pain he was in. You realized then that you had been so wrapped up in your own happiness with Bill, that you hadn't even noticed how much Tom had been suffering.

Slowly, you reached out and touched his cheek, wiping away a tear. "I'm so sorry, Tom," you said, your voice barely above a whisper. "I never meant to hurt you."

Tom closed his eyes, feeling the warmth of your hand on his skin. He leaned into your touch, wanting nothing more than to feel your comfort and love. "I just wanted you to look at me the way you look at him," he confessed, his voice shaking. "I wanted you to see me."

You leaned forward, pressing your lips to his, tenderly at first, then with more passion as you felt the tension between you grow. Your hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, as if you could somehow meld your bodies together. Tom moaned into the kiss, his hands finding their way under your shirt, tracing circles on your back.

As the kiss deepened, you felt a surge of desire course through you. You broke the kiss, breathless, and looked into Tom's eyes. They were filled with a mix of longing and uncertainty, and it was that vulnerability that made you want to claim him completely. With a gentle nudge, you urged him back onto the bed, and then straddled his hips, feeling the hardness of his arousal pressed against your center.

You reached down and unbuttoned your pants, revealing your wetness to him. Tom's breath hitched as he saw how much he affected you. He reached up, undoing the last button on your shirt and pulling it off, revealing your bra. With shaking hands, he unclasped it, freeing your breasts, and then leaned forward, taking one of them into his mouth, sucking gently as his hand found its way back to your core.

You moaned, arching your back as pleasure coursed through you. Tom's touch was so gentle, so tender, it made you feel as if you were the only person in the world. You ran your fingers through his hair, urging him on as he continued to tease your nipple with his lips and tongue. The sensation was exquisite, and you felt your body begin to tighten, preparing for him.

As he worked his way down your body, kissing and licking a trail of moisture from your navel to your inner thigh, you could feel your desire growing, becoming more insistent. You spread your legs wider, giving him better access, and he rewarded you with a long, slow lick from the edge of your folds to the center, making you gasp.

He pressed a finger inside you, stretching you, and then added another, finding your rhythm as you arched your back, meeting his touch with your own. You tangled your fingers in his hair, urging him on, needing more, and he gave it to you, his tongue dancing over your clit, teasing and driving you wild.

As you felt the tension building inside you, you gripped his hair tighter, feeling the pleasure coiling in your core. "Tom," you moaned, your voice barely audible above the sound of your own breathing. "Please."

He smiled against your skin, and then pressed a finger inside you again, harder this time. You arched your back off the bed, crying out as the sensation overtook you. "I've wanted this for so long," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "I wanted you to be mine."

His tongue danced across your clit, and you felt the release washing over you in a wave of pleasure. Your body tensed and shuddered as you came, your inner walls gripping his fingers tightly as you cried out his name. Tom continued to kiss and lick you, keeping you on the edge of ecstasy even as you came back down.

Finally, he pulled away, gazing up at you with eyes full of desire. He reached down, guiding his hardness to your entrance, and slowly pushed inside you. You gasped at the feeling of being filled by him, the sensation so intense and right it seemed to sear every nerve ending in your body. He began to move, slowly at first, then with increasing urgency as the pleasure built between you.

His skin was warm and smooth against yours, and he smelled like sweat and sex and need. You ran your hands up and down his back, feeling the play of muscles as he thrust into you. The rhythm was perfect, the connection between your bodies so tight it was almost painful.

As you neared your second orgasm, you wrapped your legs around his waist, urging him deeper, and he gave you what you wanted, his movements growing more frantic as he sought his own release. Your cries mingled with his grunts, and the sound of skin slapping together filled the room.

You felt a shiver run down your spine as you felt him tense, and then he cried out, his body convulsing as he released himself inside you. You arched your back, meeting his rhythm, and finally, as you felt the wave of pleasure wash over you, you came again, your muscles tensing and your inner walls gripping him tightly.

Tom collapsed onto you, their sweat-slicked bodies sticking together. He buried his face in your neck, taking long, shuddering breaths as he tried to regain control. You ran your fingers through his hair, soothing him, feeling his heart racing beneath your palm.

After a moment, he pulled out of you, rolling to the side so he could catch his breath. You laid there, spent and satisfied, feeling the afterglow of your orgasms washing over you. He propped himself up on one elbow, gazing down at you, and you could see the tenderness in his eyes.

"I never thought it would be like this," he whispered. "I never thought I'd find someone like you."

You smiled up at him, feeling the warmth of his words spread through your body. "Neither did I," you said truthfully. "But I'm glad we did."

He reached out and brushed a lock of hair from your forehead, his touch sending a shiver down your spine. "You know, I've always thought that we could make something beautiful together," he said, his voice barely audible. "I just never thought it would be like this."

You traced the line of his jaw with your finger, feeling the stubble against your skin. "I'm not sure I would have believed it either," you admitted. "But here we are."

He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to your lips. "Here we are," he repeated, his voice full of wonder. "I think we should make the most of it, don't you?"

You nodded, feeling the warmth spread from your chest to the tips of your toes. "I do," you murmured, reaching up to brush a stray hair from his cheek.

He smiled down at you, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "What do you say we take this to the bed?" he suggested, sliding a hand between your shoulders and guiding you back onto the mattress. You moaned softly as he stretched out beside you, his skin hot against yours.

He ran his fingers through your hair, tangling them in the curls, before leaning in to kiss you once more. This time, his kiss was slow and deep, and you could feel the desire building inside you again. His hands traced lazy circles over your skin, making you shiver with pleasure.

When he finally pulled away, he looked into your eyes, his expression serious. "I want you to know that I'm not going to let anything come between us," he said. "No matter what happens, I'm going to make sure we're together."

You reached up, cupping his face in your hands, and smiled reassuringly. "I believe you," you said softly. "And I feel the same way."

He returned your smile, his lips curving into a slow, sensual grin. "Good," he breathed, before leaning down to kiss you again. This time, your tongues danced together, a wordless promise of forever.

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[itsshawtyfellas]

Mirror

Pairing: Charlie Walker x fem!reader

Warnings: 18+ (mature content such as sub!charlie, dom!reader, masturbation, praise kink, edging, mommy kink)

A/N: So I've been thinking about writing another imagine but I haven't posted anything yet because I didn't have any ideas, so I decided to write something about this babygirl ever since the Rory Culkin nation started to rise (send help because I'm obsessed with that man). For all of you horny bitches, take a seat and get ready for the ride (don't mind the gif, I thought it would be perfect for the fic because of his face he looks so submissive and I love it)

It all started with a phone call.

You were in your room when your boyfriend Charlie called you, claiming he missed you and that he wanted to be close to you.

"Charlie, baby, you saw me this morning at school." You said with a small smile gracing your lips. You adored the way he could be clingy and kind of needy whether he was or not with you. It made you happy to know that he was like this with you in comparison to other guys nowadays, even though he tended to get scared and insecure that he was annoying but you always assured him you didn't think that way.

"I know, but I just want to see you and I don't want to wait until monday to kiss you." He sighed in exasperation. Your parents had forbidden you to see Charlie ever since the murders in Woodsboro started to occur. You tried to talk to them to convince them that nothing was going to happen since he lived nearby your house but they insisted you should stay in.

"Well, my parents are working late today so you can come over if you want to." The moment you said this he simply hung up after telling you he would come over in a few minutes and started to walk towards your house with a smile of contentment on his face.

Not even five minutes later, you heard the doorbell ring and you got ran out of your room to open the door and there he was with a joyful look on his baby blue eyes.

"Hi." As soon as he looked at you he couldn't help but cling to you and pressed his lips on yours. As you kissed, Charlie let you take over the kiss and you started to run your tongue against his mouth, asking for entrance, and soon, the kiss turned into a makout session with you taking control. You tried to focus on the kiss but you couldn't due to the feeling of his erection pressing against you.

"I-I'm sorry, I just couldn't stop thinking of you a-and I wanted to see you-" He said with a slight stutter in his voice. You took an once over him and took notice of how flustered he looked and sounded and eventually realized that he was feeling aroused way before he called you. The thought knowing how much he needed you turned you on to no end.

That's how you and Charlie ended in your bedroom, sitting on your bed and facing the mirror in front of you with him between your legs as you jerked him off with one of your hands as the other one kept going through his hair, caressing his face, running down his neck and shoulders, touching his toned chest and so on.

"M-mommy... p-please..." Stutters and heavy breaths kept coming out of his pretty lips while you stroked his fully erected cock up and down and ran your thumb over his reddish tip.

"Shh, it's okay, baby. You've been such a good boy, haven't you?" You asked softly as you looked at his figure on the mirror. On that exact moment, you sensed his orgasm was approaching as he shuddered slightly against your chest. To stop him from cumming already, you let go him completely for the fifth time.

"N-no, no, no, m-mommy, please l-let me cum-" At this point, Charlie was already begging and whining while humping his hips against the air to try and orgasm as you held his wrists in your hands since he already tried to finish himself off before. You waited a minute to let him breathe a little and to let him relax so you could start again.

It wasn't long until your hand took another grip of his dick and you started jerking him off slowly at first to build up his orgasm.

"Look at you, baby. You're being so good to me, aren't you?" You praised as you held his jaw in your hand to try and force his eyes on both of you.

"Y-yes, mommy."

"Good boy." The praises leaving your lips along with the feeling of your hands running over his cock faster than before and gripping his jaw were starting to send him over the edge. Meanwhile, the whimpers he was letting out along with the rutting of his hips against your hand were not only a sign that he was getting close but were also arousing you. You could feel your pussy getting wetter and wetter as you stopped yourself from sitting on his lap and ride him until neither of you could stand.

"I-I'm cumming... cumming... m-mommy please don't stop, please, p-please-" He whined, pushing his trembling hips against your hand like a little bitch, the milky white substance spurting out of his hard on as he came on your hand.

"Shh, shh, good boy, baby. Charlie, love, look at me, hmm?" You didn't want to force him into answering you since you noticed he was tired. You went to pick up a towel to clean yourselves up before lying down on your bed with his head resting on your chest.

"I love you, Charlie."

"I love you too." Sooner than later, his eyes closed and he fell asleep listening to your heartbeat.

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A/N: man this shit better be good cause it took me two hours to write this whole thing non-stop😃 btw your honor I love this white man 😮‍💨

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