#i thought that was it. but they went on to moan about it on their blog

[reidssluttywaist]

Spencer's lap.

In which you grind against your boyfriend.

fem!reader, season 2 Spencer, +16.

tags: dry humping, a little bit of dirtytalk.

a/n: guys this is so bad I've never written smut before but i had this idea while rewatching season 2 and tried something, this must have a bunch of mistakes and it's not proofread at all, also if anyone wants to rewrite this better please message me lol.

You never thought you'd have to sit for a physics class ever again since you left high school, and here you are, a half hour into your boyfriend explaining very throughly to you how he can make a rocket with 'physics magic', he also made you swear you would never tell his tricks to anybody, 'cause a magician never shares his secrets, right?!

Except you didn't get sleepy like you did in high school, you never paid that much attention to physics since now, the way Spencer's smile explains every detail, the giggle he lets out as he rumbles about different facts of all the physics laws, you're amazed by how happy he is, how his brain is extraordinary.

Hearing his humbles is better than any music you could think of, and paired with the soft sound of the rain falling outside Spencer's place, you feel so cozy and safe.

You and Spencer have been together for a couple of months now, he is your first real boyfriend, both of you are inexperienced in every single part of being in a relationship, sometimes the feeling of love you feel towards him overwhelms you, almost leaving you out of breath, you can't believe how good it is to love somebody, how god it is to love Spencer.

"Wow, that one might be your best! Look how high it went" you said after his most recent "rocket" made its way to the ceiling, Spencer smiling so big and laughing, making you laugh as well.

"Did you see that? I think I've perfected my measurements it's so high!!" Spencer says with a high-pitched voice, too excited to contain himself.

"The only bad thing about this is that you have to clean this mess up" You make a sad face, looking at the place that has little bits of water splashed all over.

"Nah, it's fine! It'll dry out soon enough" he says pretending that he doesn't care about the mess, except he does.

"C'mon, I'll help you clean and make us some dinner after, ok?!" You get up from your side of the couch, and hold Spencer's hand, trying to pull him up.

"I don't wanna get up now, it can wait," He says seriously, you can almost believe him.

You try pushing him up again, but this time he pulls you against him, being more successful than you do you end up falling onto him, sitting on his lap facing him.

"I said it can wait, I can clean up later, ok? I wanna spend some time with you now." He said holding your waist and looking at you.

You've never been on his lap before, you guys make out now and then, but never in that suggestive of a position, and Spencer never makes the first move like that, you feel your stomach filling with butterflies.

"You look so good with your glasses on" You blurt it out looking at him, analyzing his face as he looks at you.

"Can I kiss you?" Spencer says, you don't need words to respond as you press your lips onto his, starting a gentle kiss.

You'll never get accustomed to kissing Spencer, his soft lips, he's so gentle almost like he's afraid you'll run away if he makes any sudden moves, little does he know you won't, you'd never run away from him you feel like you could never get enough from him.

The kiss was now way more intense, your tongue exploring his, his grip on your waist a lot tighter now, one of his hands let go of your waist and made its way to the back of your neck, making you let out a soft moan into Spencer's mouth, making his body shiver under you.

Your hips start slightly moving over Spencer's thigh, the light friction making you want more.

Spencer was breathing heavily, and you could also feel him growing against your leg, he pulled you harder against him, adjusting your cunt to be right on top of his cock, applying pressure to your hips, you moan again, and you could feel yourself get wetter by the second.

"Spence, wanna feel you." You say in between kisses, making him whimper and push you harder against him.

"Fuck" he swears under his breath, both of his hands going to the waistband of the sweatpants you were wearing. "That okay?" he asks.

"Yes, please." You've never agreed to something so fast in your life, helping him take your pants away, after a few seconds of struggling you were back to kissing him like your life depended on it.

"C-can I take yours?" you whisper, almost scared to say it, he agrees by guiding your hand to his waistband, also helping you take his pants now, you were both only with underwear now, not even bothering to take your tops off, you went back to humping him, your thin underwear fabric soaked.

Spencer's shaky hands made their way onto your shirt, both of them massing your breasts, making noises come out of your mouth and the man under you groan.

"N-need more, Spence." You say grinding your hips harder against him, and bring your hands to his underwear pushing it down just enough so his cock is free.

You start to use your hands on him, slow up and down movements just enough so he can't even keep his eyes open.

"Want your pussy, please, wanna feel you" Spencer mumbles taking your hands off his cock, his hand going to your panties and ripping them out.

That made you gasp, making your pussy even more wet.

Spencer positioned you on his cock, which was resting on his stomach, you started moving your hips up and down, both of you moaning even louder now.

"You feel so warm, baby, you're so wet for me," He says, looking at where your bodies are rubbing against each other, he looks mesmerized by this sight, mouth slightly opened as he applies more pressure to your hips, making you shiver.

Spencer never dirty talked like that before, you could see the blush on his cheeks as he did, this new side of him making your mind blurry and a not start to form on your stomach.

"I'm so close," he says, biting his lips as you try to move even harder for him.

"N-eed more, please, your fingers," you say and he immediately knows what you mean, taking one of his hands out of your hips and bringing it to your pussy, his thumb finding your clit with ease, start moving it in circles making you let out a loud moan.

"Fuck" You let out, not able to keep your eyes open.

"Can you cum for me? Please baby wanna see your pretty face as you fuck yourself on me." Spencer says, that added with his movements in your clit make your mind fuzzy, you felt the heat on your stomach spread to your legs and your body starts to shake, releasing all the tension you were feeling.

"Oh, you're so pretty like that, so pretty when you cum for me," Spencer says, helping you ride out your climax, you were so sensitive by the recent orgasms but you started to move your hips harder and faster on Spencer's cock.

He bites his lips and you feel him grip your ass, his glasses were blurry and it was so hot that he didn't take him out.

He groaned when you felt his dick twit under you, you helped him through his orgasm, kissing him when you were both done, his hands when to your back caressing it, slowly moving up and down.

"That was so good" He whispers to you.

"A dirty talker, huh?! Who would've thought?" you joke, making him laugh.

"Most men are dirty talkers so it's not that uncommon" he rumbles.

He switched up to nerdy Spencer again, making you smile.

You spend a couple more minutes just talking before getting up, you make sure to point all that he must buy you a new pair of panties to pay for the one he ripped, he agrees, saying he would buy more than one because "you'll never know what might happen, right?"

#spencer reid smut #spencer reid #criminal minds #spencer reid oneshot smut

[nachojaehyun]

head so good, she a honor roll

pairing. idol wonu + new staff! fem! reader

summary. if wonwoo had to describe his new stylist in one word, it would be unpredictable. i mean, who would have known you were this good at sucking his soul?

warnings. [PLEASE READ] oral (m), light throat fucking, messy/sloppy head, the best head he had EVER received, wonu wears glasses, teasing, he almost cries, mentions of past sexual encounters, THICK dick wonu, no gag reflex queen reader — 18+ MINORS DNI!

note. jeon wonwoo, you genuinely deserve the best head in the universe. thank you for existing king.

wonwoo felt like he was going to pass out.

the tides of pleasure were overwhelming him, making his eyes roll to the back of his head as he bit his lip to subdue his noises.

initially, he hadn’t thought much of you at all. when PD Na announced that a new staff member was joining the Seventeen crew, wonwoo could only clap and bow as you entered the room.

you were pretty— he’d give you that. your features were pleasant to the eye, and the thick framed glasses you adorned on your first day made him smile.

he was happy to know that he wasn’t the only one who was batshit blind in the room.

you were his stylist. of course you had taken him to get his color analysis done, taken him to multiple stores across Seoul, brought him piles of clothes for performances and off duty days.

you were his stylist. of course you had seen him almost naked, but you had never bat an eye at him, only instructing him to “wear his clothes faster.”

you were his stylist. of course you had first hand experience in the most embarrassing encounter in jeon wonwoo’s career— you had seen his dick rip out from a pair of very tight slacks. you still remained stoic, carefully asking him to take his pants off as you went to search for another pair. he was red in the face, cock half hard as he tightly fisted the curtain of the changing room in shame.

you were his stylist. so why on earth were you sucking his cock like your life depended on it?

wonwoo swears he didn’t know how it happened. you had texted him half an hour ago that you were going to drop off some clothes at his apartment before his fitting tomorrow.

it was supposed to be a simple exchange— you would give him the bag and you would leave.

but of course he had his phone silenced and didn’t see your notification.

of course he was sitting on the living room couch, fisting his length in his hand as he tried to relieve the tension in his muscles from dancing for 4 hours straight.

of course he forgot to lock the door to his apartment while he was blatantly moaning like a whore—

here you were, mouth dragging along his tip as you looked up at him through your long lashes, glassy eyes blinking innocently. the bag of clothes you had brought to him was long discarded, laying limp on the floor near his coffee table.

the grey contacts you had on make wonwoo shiver, whimpering as your tongue swirled around his tip.

“fuck baby, quit playin,” he groaned, running a hand through his hair as he watched you down his cock like a champ. wonwoo’s glasses were sitting at the edge of his nose, lenses fogging up.

his hand reached out to fist your hair in a makeshift ponytail, mouth falling into a near pornographic growl as he felt your hands fondle his balls.

his cock was unbelievably thick. your jaw was nearly falling slack. however, the salty taste of his precum was far too addicting for you to care about your own discomfort.

you hollowed your cheeks, trying to feel every ridge and every vein that his pretty cock had to offer. you pulled him out of your mouth soon after, placing kisses along his side as you suckled on his tip.

your free hand came to jerk off his base, spitting onto his leaky tip to use as lube, adding more pressure as his eyebrows scrunched.

“ ’m close— hah!” he whined, tears coating his lashes as you took him in with no warning.

unable to hold himself back, wonwoo harshly yanked your head back, rolling his hips into your mouth. you moaned at his rough treatment, sending vibrations that tightened the knot in his stomach.

“shit shit shit!” wonwoo grunted, feeling his dick weigh down on your tongue that continued to lick and torture him while he used your mouth as his personal fleshlight.

you could feel him twitch inside you.

to give him the final push over the edge, you lazily dragged your freshly manicured nails gently against his balls, cupping the two as he emptied inside your mouth.

wonwoo’s hips stuttered as his thighs shook, feeling ropes of his cum spurt into your open mouth.

he pulled out slightly, jerking off to give you the rest of him. you simply sat on the floor, wagging your tongue, catching every drop of his seed. as soon as you swallowed his release without any question, wonwoo felt himself getting hard again.

wordlessly, you wiped your mouth of the drool that had dribbled past your lips. pushing your weight from your thighs, you glanced at your wristwatch before smiling.

“see you at 8 tomorrow, wonwoo-ssi. don’t be late.”

with that, jeon wonwoo watched you wave him goodbye and walk out the door.

his mind was blown as he breathed out softly, still coming down from the best orgasm he ever had in his life.

sure, he had been blown before. but most girls were too scared to keep him in for more than a few minutes, complaining that their jaw hurt from his sheer length and thickness.

but you? dear god, you and your perfect self never complained, silently taking his cock in your mouth. you didn’t care about your own pleasure, mind consumed by the man wearing glasses in front of you, shock written all over his features.

“fucking hell, what is she doing to me?” wonwoo groaned, fisting his once again hardened member as he begin to circle his tip with a thumb.

he felt sensitive from his last high, closing his eyes as he imagined the scene all over again— wondering how many positions he could bend you over in.

if only he knew that you were in your car, fingers curling inside your folds as you moaned out his name. his cock had moulded your throat.

© nachojaehyun, 2024

#wonwoo #wonwoo smut #jeon wonwoo #jeon wonwoo smut #seventeen #seventeen smut #svt #svt x reader #svt x you #nachojaehyun #seventeen hard hours #seventeen smut drabbles #seventeen drabbles #seventeen thoughts #svt hard thoughts #kpop hard hours #kpop hard thoughts #kpop

[blondwhowrites]

to add onto the raccoon reader smut, what if they stole his tie or belt so he either got into trouble about the tie or had to keep his trousers up by hand all day 😨

so readers just pure getting SPANKED, threes fingers stuffed inside her while she cry’s from overstimulation

-🍓 p.s only do the spanking part of your comfortable!!!

Oh dear Lord that picture 😩 Benjamin Wadsworth give me a chance, I'll get you any type of manga you want 🙏

It had been a harmless prank, you swear. You thought it would be funny, and his belt was so shiny with a snake on it too! It was perfect for your stash.

"You're a fucking brat."

You squealed, as Mattheo's hand came down and roughly spanked your ass. You laid sprawled over his lap, hands tied behind your back by his green tie, and three fingers thrusting in and out your dripping pussy. Drool dribbled down your chin, and your skin felt like it was on fire. "Fuck...you really are just a stupid bitch aren't you? Yeahh I bet you wanted this didn't you princess?"

Your pussy squelched, his fingers basically dripping with your juices. Mindlessly, you moaned, nodding your head. His hand came down and slapped your ass again making you cry out in pleasure and pain.

Before you could even register it, your body was spasming. Pussy clenching around his fingers, and your mind went completely blank. Your eyes rolled back, while your mouth opened in a silent scream.

"Seriously, you cumming already? Baby, we haven't even been doing this for five minutes.." He chuckled patting your ass a few times and smiling when you jolted from it. You panted as your body slowly came down from its high. "you're in for a longgg night sweetheart"

#reader insert #slytherin boys #harry potter #mattheo riddle #mattheo riddle x reader #mattheo riddle blurb #mattheo riddle smut #mattheo riddle blurb 🐍 #raccoon!reader

[bluecollarmcandtf]

"Dude, I'm in your brother-in-law!"

Panic twists your gut as the bizarre scene sinks in! Those unnaturally clouded eyes are the trademark of Jimmy, your long-dead friend, and they're sitting in the skull of Carlos, your sister's fiance! The ghost is up to his usual antics, possessing yet another guy in your life without any regard to you.

"Did you imagine a tight gym rat like this would wear undies like these?" Jimmy chuckles, referring to Carlos' patterned boxers, "I mean how could you be so intimidated by a guy who's got hearts on his crotch?"

The underwear is the least of your worries: the man is supposed to be walking down the aisle in an hour! It may have been a dick move for your sister to get engaged to your high school bully, but that didn't mean you wanted her future husband to be late to the altar!

"Don't even bother asking me to get out of this body, dude!" the deep baritone of Carlos sings with Jimmy's cadence, "The only thing I plan on getting out of is this tux! Training like this needs to be appreciated, and who better to appreciate it than you? I'm sure you'd love to know what your sister is getting tonight..."

"I mean just look at these abs. It's like a rock hard washboard if you want a feel..." Jimmy winks one of his starkly blank eyes at you, "...speaking of being rock hard, it looks like you're enjoying this bonding time with your new brother-in-law. After all, Carlos does need to apologize for all the bullying he did in high school."

With a racing heart, you shush him and beg for Johnny to leave. He needs to return Carlos to normal before anyone notices! The wedding would be over if someone found the groom naked and flirting with the brother of the bride!

"If you're gonna be my new little bro..." Jimmy says with an unsettlingly accurate impression of Carlos' demeanor, "...then I think you should get to know me. Come on and grab my fat, meaty pecs; pinch my nipples; let me know who the real man is around here..."

It's hard to resist. You've only ever caught stolen glances at Carlos. The jerk would always shove you into a locker when he caught you staring in his direction, yet now he was begging for your attention.

"Come on, bro. Grab my athletic little ass and grope my crotch. It's the least I can do after targeting you for all these years."

Before you realize what you're doing, you find yourself rushing towards the shredded latino and pressing yourself against his exposed body, layered with dense musculature. Part of you still expected Carlos to kick you in the nuts and call you a slur, but his lips instead gleefully embrace your own.

"Damn, if I'd known being queer was this good, I woulda married you and not your sister!" he exclaims. You just roll your eyes, knowing Carlos isn't actually saying these things. Jimmy is just puppeteering his mouth for your amusement, "I bet having your dick in my mouth will be better than the tits of any girl! The only way a piece of crap like me can apologize is on my knees..."

You stifle a moan as all 200 lbs of the naked jock drops to his knees with a dopey grin. Carlos' soulless eyes stare at the tent in your pants like it's the most desirable thing in the world. It doesn't take long for him to unbuckle your pants and open his mouth...

...twenty minutes later, you're still catching your breath while Carlos slowly redresses.

"Now you can watch your sister marry this homophobic dirtbag and know that you've shoved your shaft down his throat," Jimmy purrs, enjoying his final moments in Carlos' form, "I'm not going to brush his teeth, so he'll have to taste you throughout the entire wedding."

You giggle at the thought of the guy wondering about the strange flavor in his mouth while reading his vows. Somehow, Carlos doesn't seem as big or intimidating as he once did.

"If it were up to me, I'd commandeer his whole life," Jimmy went on with a sparkle of enthusiasm in Carlos' clouded retinas, "I'd walk him out there in nothing but his heart-patterned undies and announce to his whole family that he's a flaming homosexual. Then I'd like to spend a couple weeks working his body as a stripper at the nearest club, and of course I'd come home to you every night..."

The idea of Carlos coming out to his orthodox family and working as a stripper is an insane one, but it did turn you on. It's too bad your sister's taken a liking towards him, otherwise, you'd tell Jimmy to go crazy with the guy.

"Imagine your old high school bully coming home to you every night, hot and sweaty from dancing all day, with a new skimpy costume for you to explore. Damn, I'd want you to find a new way to degrade me each night while I wore him. It'd be healthy, I think, after all he's put you through."

Jimmy's crazy ideas never cease to amaze you. A little time belittling Carlos sounds hot as hell!

You give Carlos one last kiss and remind your paranormal buddy that he has to leave soon. The stud frowns, looking sad that he won't be possessed by a gay spirit anymore. At least you know that if this man ever screws up, if he ever wrongs your sister, if he ever hurts her; Jimmy is just one seance away from charging back in his body and making this twisted fantasy come true. It's only a matter of time before Carlos screws up his marriage, and then he's yours.

You almost can't wait for your sister's marriage to fall apart, and it hasn't even begun...

#gay possession #male body swap #male possession #gay ai art

[hoesformatt]

FAVOURITE BITCH

chris smut, this was the first thing I thought of when rubi posted that photo on the far-left on her story, she needs to let me get a bite of that ass 🍑

dom!chris • onlyfans model!poc!reader friendly

contains: masturbation (fem), use of toys (fem), spanking, degrading kink, reverse cowgirl, touching/groping, caught in the act, raw/unprotected sex (DON’T YOU EVER), drinking, pet names (use of daddy, whore, slut), no use of y/n, A WHOLE LOT OF DEGRADING

summary: you are staying with your bestfriends for the weekend but you have work to do so you decide to film in Chris’ bathroom where he walks in on you filming yourself and he puts matters in his own hands…

word count: 1.2k

not proof-read

I switched up my outfit multiple times before I chose a skirt I like, it was extremely short, almost showing my thong.

“You like my skirt daddy?” I did a spin walking into the room as Chris’ eyes reverted to my ass that was peeking out the skirt. You know what they say: your skirt should be the same size as a belt.

Chris stared at my ass with no shame until I turned around and snapped him back to reality “How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me daddy” Ignored that part for the umpteenth time because I knew he secretly loves it. “And what are you even dressing up for?” Chris got curious with the length of the skirt arising from his seat to graze my thigh.

“Nothing” Oh I had something. I planned on filming a video in Chris’ bathroom since I wasn’t able to book a room on such notice and I was staying at his place with his brothers for the whole weekend. It was the perfect timing because Chris was going out to buy another reposado of Don Julio since this one was almost finished.

I took my time putting back on my yellow romper, slowly buttoning it up but leaving two of them unbuttoned.

“Gimme a shot daddy” Chris took a shot glass from the side table before I stopped him. “Pour it into my mouth” He held the bottle in his hand, hesitantly pulling me in from my neck. My mouth was wide open as Chris tilted the bottle.

I swallowed it all in two rounds and Chris was attracted by way I drank, thinking about how I’d look taking his cum. He closed the bottle with the cork after he poured a shot in his own glass. “You need to slow down with these drinks” I laughed at his statement “You know these drinks make me more freaky” Winking at him.

Matt pulled into the driveway, only entering the house to leave the juice and soda’s on the kitchen counter, yelling Chris’ name.

Chris scurried to get his things together as he was unprepared, racing out the room before Matt began to sass him. “We’re leaving!” The door shut close and I went into Chris’ closet where I put my suitcase, unzipping it to find my vibrator among my other toys in discrete bag.

Bringing my phone and toy into the bathroom where I posted up my device onto the floating shelf in-front of the toilet.

I pressed the button to turn on the video, flaunting my ass to the screen before I un-buttoned my romper to expose my bare tits and wet pussy to the camera. The romper fell on the ground as I sat on the toilet seat, opening my legs moving my matching yellow thong written ‘I wanna bone’ on it, to the side.

Turning on the vibrator to the lowest setting, I brought it to my clit making my breath hitch at the sudden stimulation. *“Fuck Chris”* moaned silently, applying more pressure to clit.

I bit down on my bottom lip to suppress my moans, failing miserably. My wetness coated the head of the vibrator as I put it at a higher pulse setting, pressing it farther onto my cunt. I threw my head back, making guttural moans and forcing my legs to stay apart.

The thought of Chris flooded my mind while I touched myself, thinking about his mouth being between my legs instead of this toy. I heard a little sound of the bedroom door opening but I was close to my orgasm which kept me there moaning for my release.

The bathroom door then swung open that revealed Chris on the other side with a smirk on his face. “I leave for not even 5 minutes and you’re playing with yourself?” I paused as he shamed me “Go on. Touch yourself”, Chris shut and locked the door behind himself, taking the toy from me so I could use my fingers. I continued to insert my digit, Chris licked his lips watching me with hunger “You’re so fucking pathetic”.

I threw my head back as I forced my fingers deep, “You want me to touch you?” I nodded suggestively and Chris carried my naked body and the camera to the bedroom, throwing me onto the bed then propping up the camera.

I quickly got impatient as Chris got undressed and sat up against the headboard. I straddled his lap, rushing to take his cock out from his boxers, “Daddy you’re cock is huge” His girth is was so thick that I drooled “Such a dick deprived whore” Chris gripped my neck while he aligned his length to my soaked hole, leisurely lowering my hips upon his cock.

“Shitt” My wall tightened around him to the point where he was unable to enter me. His dick was too big to fit inside me. Chris grasped my waist, firm enough to bruise my delicate deep-caramel skin and he violently pulled me down on his hard length. “FUCK DADDY!” I screamed loudly letting Chris kiss my neck then my shoulder. My warm tears raced down cheeks, feeling the sudden ache of Chris’ length stretching me out.

He didn’t even let me adjust to his size as he thrusted into me, abusing my hole. “Please daddy, slow!” I begged in his hands with tears drying up and my pussy began to throb. Chris then got impatient and slowly began to pick up his actions.

Chris placed his thumb on my clit, grazing it while I bounced on his cock, “Fuck yes” Chris’ dick filled me up completely just how I like it. He chuckled watching me fuck myself with his length “Fucking whore”.

His degradation turned me on but I wanted to take control so I pushed him back upon the headboard to spin around and aligned his length to hole once again. The shaft slid in with ease because of my wetness.

My eyes saw my brain, as I jumped on his cock, the sounds of our faps echoed throughout the room while I proceeded to grip onto the headboard with Chris’ dick tear my pussy apart.

My g-spot felt abused in the best way possible, “You’re fucking me so good daddy” His eyes traced my perfect curvy body, wanting to touch every part of my body. I bounced on his cock hypnotically “Shit, you’re a fucking slut” Chris smacked my ass, sending a sting down my spine and making me moan.

“Your ass is so soft… Imagine how pretty it'll look with my handprint on it” He smoothly caressed my ass making a handprint on my ass and smiling at it. Chris picked up the phone from the bedside table, flipping the camera to film my ass recoiling with every jump. “Cum for me mama” My hip stuttered when my cum spilled over on length and dripping on his lower stomach. He easily pressed his thumb to put my cum back inside me.

My ass and his crotch were covered in sticky white liquids as Chris lifted me off his dick and began to stroke his cock in his other hand. I turned to face his lap and he roughly gripped my throat for his strings of cum to land on my face “Such a cumslut” He pushed the camera to my face that was lathered with semen.

“I’d post this shit for free to teach everybody to fuck a whore like you”

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[hecateslore]

☆💋

pt.1 & pt.2

mdni.

"Come and get your things." You hung up the phone. Slamming your screen on your countertops, tired of waiting for him to apologize or to come back, waiting for him to return your calls.

Simon opened your front door, his clothes and duffle bags that were hidden around your apartment on display in front of him. "Get it out of here." You kicked the last bag and it slid over near the others.

"I told you I would see," His voice was filled with annoyance, "My fucking God." He muttered, bending down to check the condition of the guns. "I have another bag around here." Simon said standing to his full height. "You don't." You crossed your arms, imitating a wall made of stone.

"Move, or I'll move you." He said calmly not breaking eye contact, " Try it and see what happens." You narrowed your eyes, Simon sighed, "Don't be difficult." Simon's calm demeanor slipping as you became more and more stubborn, "Take what's here and leave." You commanded, Simon's lips kissed his teeth.

"You're impossible." He scoffed, "You're a liar and a loser." You bit. Simon only nodded, "A loser who bought almost your whole outfit." He rolled his eyes at the low rise jeans you had on, your stomach and lower back seen from your tight and very low cut blouse.

"You left when we were about to have sex!" You shouted, "Because of work!" He exclaimed. You pout your glossed lips, Simon let out a big sigh, "What?" He exasperated watching your eyes water, "You're being a dick." You whinged.

"Here we go.." Simon huffed, "Don't here we go, me." You huffed, "You're the one who left me with my pants down"

"It wasn't on purpose," Simon interrupted. "It doesn't matter!" You snapped, "Just get this shit out of my house." You motioned to the mess of bags and clothes. "I'm leaving and when I come back you and this better be gone."

Simon with his arms crossed in the door way, his eyes watching your figure move past him and walk out of the door.

-

When you come back the bags are gone from where you put them, Your stomach drops and a frown begins to form on your face.

Did he really just leave... That quickly?

That was your train of thought until the giant mans head perked up from the couch, Some relief set in, "Why're you here." You said immediately. "Dunno." He shrugged flopping back down. "Are your things gone?" You interrogated him.

"I'll leave." He said casually knowing he wasn't going anywhere in the next coming days. You bit your tongue, "where'd you go?" He said from the couch. "I went out." You murmured taking steps closer and closer to the couch.

"Out hm?" Simon sat up, spreading his big legs wide. "That's nice out attire." he cocked a brow. You took a set next to him on the couch, staring straight ahead at the tv. "Any guy's hit on you?" His fingers danced on the hem of blouse, You snapped your head to look at him.

"Mind your business." You spat, Simon only smirked at your response, "I don't want to." He widened his legs, "You still mad?" His large hand found your leg, giving it a squeeze, "Leave me alone." You mumbled, "Why?" He whined playfully, wrapping his arm around your shoulder, pulling you into him. His hand on your chin while he placed big sloppy kisses on your cheek to annoy you.

Those sloppy kisses eventually stopped and turned into a slow and sensual make-out session on the couch. Simon's t-shirt laid on the floor next to your while he ran his hands up and down your bare sides, pulling back sometimes to cup your breasts through your bra.

Simon pulled it down exposing your hardened nipples, then took one into his mouth. Moaning at the taste of your salty skin, You let out a small whine at the feeling out his hot mouth on your chest.

You pushed his head away softly, getting up to pull your jeans and underwear off. Unclasping your bra quickly, you straddled his clothed groin, grinding down on him.

You moaned softly, Simon eyes never leaving your breast bouncing up and down with each thrust of your hips. You bit your lip trying to suppress the moans that slipped past your teeth.

"take these off. " You whined into his mouth. Your lips hot and wet with yours and his saliva. You pulled the belt loop of his jeans, yanking it down. "You're gonna rip them." Simon heeded, chuckling at your sexual frustration. His pants came off teasingly slow, making you whine even more.

Both of you are naked on your couch, grinding into each other, breathing into each others mouths. Simon's deep moans are heard throughout your apartment.

Once he's finally over you two grabbing at one another, He grabs the bottom of your thighs and places you on the couch. His knee's on your hardwood floors while his head lowers to your pussy.

He lapped at your clit, sucking it and humming, making your cunt vibrate. You grabbed his hair, now over grown since the time you two spent apart. You moaned out his name, practically drooling at the sight of his brown eyes looking up at you. His crooked nose covered in your arousal.

Once he's finished, he runs his cock up and down your slit. The tip bumped against your clit making your body shiver with excitement. Simon slid his cock in nice and slow, teasing you with every inch.

His eyes dead on yours while, you force them open, but the pleasure was too much. You sighed at the feeling of him finally filling since what felt like forever. "Feel good?" He said smug, smirking at the sight of you panting and coming undone beneath him.

"I know it feels so good." He cooed, watching your eyes close, and you mouth fall slack. He pounded into your fast and harsh. His thrust deep and hard. Your moans were high pitched each time he fucked into you. You wrapped your arms around him and pulled him close to you, catching his mouth in a messy wet kiss.

"Cum inside me," You begged, desperate for all of him, "please Simon." You whined again, your gloss all over your chin and your eye makeup smudged into your inner corners. Simon grunted into your ear, his head hung between your neck and shoulder. You kept on and on until you came on his cock and Simon reluctantly said no, forcing himself to pull out and empty his load onto your stomach.

"Are you staying?" You asked softly, while Simon rubbed your lower back, "Just for one day." He reached up and rubbed your cheek, "Why not more," You pressed, "You know why." Simon sighed, knowing where the conversation would lead to. "You can't say no?"

"You have me for a whole day," Simon tried to cheer you up, "I want you for the whole week," You push harder. "Drop it." Simon deadpanned. You bit your tongue, resting your head on his chest, still not over the events that took place.

#biker!simon #baddie!reader #simon ghost riley #simon riley #simon ghost x reader #simon riley x reader #ghost cod #simon riley x you #ghost mw2 #ghost call of duty #ghost riley #ghost smut #simon ghost riley x you #simon ghost x you #simon ghost smut

[whatacaitastrophe]

Guilty as Sin?

Summary: After confessing his feelings for Tav, Gale fantasizes about them back in his tent, because he's an idiot who said they needed to wait a little longer to explore their mutual desires.

Rating: Explicit Words: ~1k

Tags: Pillow Humping, Masturbation, Gender neutral Tav, Tav is referred to as "You" Song Inspo: "Guilty as Sin?" - Taylor Swift Author Notes: Shout out to the Magic Man discord server for making me write this, and shout out to Taylor Swift for writing a song about masturbation.

“It’s quite thrilling— to fight off such grim creatures as this region throws at us. Especially at your side.”

Despite the raised eyebrows from Shadowheart and the snide remarks from Astarion (“Really? You’re telling them this now? Right now?”), Gale wasn’t sorry for confessing his attraction to you after the heat of battle. Now that Elminster had quieted the orb in Gale’s chest, he was no longer afraid to be candid about his attraction to you. After all, the mere thought of kissing you was, until recently, a threat to Gale’s very existence. He was touch starved, and now that he could finally do something about it? Why would he wait to finally lay the groundwork of his desires with you until you were alone. 

Besides, saying it in front of Astarion also had its perks. The vampire could no longer feign ignorance to the connection Gale shared with you. Therefore, Astarion could no longer continue flirting with you, or do anything else the two of you were doing in the dead of night while everyone else slept, without blatantly walking into Gale’s territory. 

Declaring his intentions with you (and hearing you say that you felt the same way) sent a message, loud and clear: You belonged to Gale, and Astarion needed to back the fuck off. 

The only misstep Gale made when confessing his attraction to you was insisting that it wasn’t the time or place, that the two of you needed to wait a little longer before exploring your desires. If he’s being honest with himself, that just might be the stupidest thing Gale has ever said. 

That was the thought that kept Gale up after everyone else went to sleep, tossing and turning as he silently kicked himself for not immediately inviting you to his tent. There was a reason, of course, Gale wanted the gesture to be as beautiful and grand as the object of his affections, and he couldn’t do it after a full day of flinging spells at shadow-cursed creatures. Damn his lofty ambitions for getting the best of him, even in the simplest ways. 

Gale huffed with frustration as he rolled onto his back, the thoughts of you plaguing his mind and making his cock impossibly hard. As Gale slid his hand over his chest, he could only pray that  this would be his last night indulging in a fantasy about you instead of indulging in the real thing. 

Closing his eyes, Gale started off slowly—palming himself over his pajamas, squeezing his shaft gently. He imagined it was you: You with your soft hands that he’d had the pleasure of brushing against while sitting around the campfire. It was you that slipped deft fingers beneath the hem of his trousers, stroking Gale’s cock with feather light touches. It was you who pulled Gale’s trousers down past his hips, allowing his already leaking cock to spring free from its confines. 

“I’ve been waiting for this, for so long.” You said in his mind as he slowly stroked his cock, imagining the way you’d tease him because oh— you would tease him, Gale was certain of it. After all, the two of you had already spent weeks flirting and verbally teasing each other. Why wouldn’t you want to drag it out a little longer. 

“Please,” Gale begged audibly, speaking only to the image of you in his head. “I need more.” Gale stroked himself harder as he imagined you complying with his request, leaning forward and enveloping his cock with the wet, hot heat of your mouth. Gale arched his hips into his hand, a soft moan tumbling from his lips at the thought of you swallowing his cock to the hilt until it tickled the back of your throat. 

When he couldn’t take it any longer, Gale reached for one of the many pillows he had in his tent and rolled over desperately, placing the pillow between his legs as he straddles it. A soft moan left Gale’s mouth as he braced one hand on the ground and held the pillow in place with the other. As he began grinding against the pillow, the vision in his mind shifted. 

You’re beneath him now, your body ready and waiting to take him. Gale imagines what you sound like when you moan as he slides his cock inside of you— how pretty your voice sounds when Gale is the source of your pleasure instead of someone else. How pretty Gale’s name will sound when it’s sung from your lips as he fucks you. A quiet moan passes through Gale’s lips at the thought as he ruts against the pillow, aching and desperate for you. 

“Harder.” Your voice is crystal clear in Gale’s mind, as is your body trembling beneath him as he fucks you the way you requested. With a subtle flick of his wrist, the pillow becomes warm beneath him. It’s not quite the same as having a body beneath him, but it will do. Gale’s hips snapped desperately as he chased his pleasure and pretended that it’s not a pillow beneath him, sheathing his cock as he moved, but the velvet warmth of your inner walls. 

“Gods, you look incredible,” Gale whimpered softly as he pictured his thick length sliding in and out of you. “You take me so well.” He whispered to no one as he doubled his efforts, hips rutting erratically as Gale’s climax swiftly approached. 

“I love you.” 

Those were the last words Gale imagined leaving your lips before slapping his hand over his mouth to muffle the moan that escapes him as he cums with a shout. Hot spurts of semen burst from Gale’s cock as he rode the pillow into his own personal oblivion, ruining the fabric beneath him the same way he imagined ruining you. 

It was only once his cock was spent and over-sensitive that Gale collapsed onto his bedroll, panting, sweating, and dizzy from the intensity of his climax. The visions of you fade away slowly as Gale stares at the ceiling of his tent, leaving him only as satisfied as one can be after masturbating while the object of their desire slept a dozen feet away: spent, but already aching for more. 

Tomorrow. 

Tomorrow Gale would volunteer to stay back at camp so he could save his strength, so he could save his magic, for you. 

Tomorrow, Gale would make you completely and utterly his. He needed to. 

Because if he didn’t, he was going to run out of pillows. 

#bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #gale dekarios #gale #gale of waterdeep #gale x tav #gender neutral tav #gender neutral reader #bg3 smut #baldur's gate 3 smut #gale smut #gale one shot #gale fic #gale fanfic

[hearts4hazbin]

Ok ok ok I've had an Adam prompt in my head for WEEKS but I'm thinking like Adam (who would obviously be in some kind of band in Heaven, I mean cmon) hooking up with a fan, like in a greenroom type setting or like a fuckin public bathroom (if they're desperate)

Love your stuff 🙏 looking forward to whatever Adam fics you end up writing!

♡ just one night? | adam x reader.

A/N : first non-vox smut fic, wow. this request is great 'nonnie, i now need band Adam to fuck me 🤤 I have such a thing for cocky men it hurts.. !MINORS DNI!

Being the first man, everyone loved Adam. Including you. He was so cool, so handsome, so amazing. It didn't help that he was in a band. He would play gigs in hell all the time, scratchy vocals echoing through the viewers eardrums, fingers skillfully playing his guitar. Oh how you longed to know what else those fingers could do.

"You alright babe?" Adam leaned against the back of the stage his performance was just in. He startled you, and you did end up jumping back in surprise, "Surprised you're talking to the man himself?"

"I guess," You replied anxiously. Your crush, who you thought would never utter a word to you, is now standing at your side.

"You wanna talk somewhere else?"

☆☆˚.꒦﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷꒦﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷꒦﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬꒷꒦﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷꒦﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷꒦﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷꒦﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ☆☆

"Ah, A-Adamm, p-please~!" You moaned as three of his big fingers explored your insides. Your legs were spread wide enough for Adam to watch the sight in front of him.

"Please what?" He grinned. You were in the greenroom where he rested between shows and you guys sure indeed talked.

"You- You know well what I me~ean,"  You weren't going to admit you wanted him to fuck you so easily, not when his fingers were already doing it so well. But you wanted more.

Adam wasn't going to give in so easily. "Hmm? I'm not sure what you're talking about. Use your words." He curled his fingers, making you moan his name again.

"Ugh, please," You sighed, "Please fuck me."

"Am I not doing that already with my fingers? What do you want?" You knew Adam was a bitch, but you weren't expecting him to be this mean.

"Your cock. Want your cock inside of me," You admitted. Adam took his fingers out of you and made a whole show of cleaning them up.

He finally took off his boxers and his erect dick was something to marvel. The other people he's fucked have survived a national disaster. "You happy now? I'm sure you wanted the original dick itself, didn't you?"

"Mhm," you mindlessly responded, too busy thinking of that going inside you.

Adam took your chin with his left hand, his right hand going to your hip as he pushed himself inside you, "You're tight."

Your face turned red at the comment, and then before you knew it, he started bucking his hips back and forth, letting out sweet groans of pleasure, tufts of pubic hair

Adam was making you see stars as he continued to fuck you, his left hand now resting on your stomach. More specifically, the bulge from his dick. Your eyes widened as your eyes went to him, then your stomach, and then back to him, who grinned at you in response.

"Are you close?" He asked as he went to play with your tits. You nodded feverishly. Adam didn't even bother to pull out. He just blew his load inside and tugged on your nipples until you also came.

"I have another gig tomorrow, so I gotta go. We can take a picture before I go & I'll give you an autograph, 'kay?"

"Already? Can't you stay just one night?" You frowned as you opened the camera app and gave Adam your phone.

"Yup. Sorry babe, can't stay any longer," Adam made a duck face and a peace sign. He handed you your phone, your messages app opened. A phone number.

"Bye A-" but he was already gone.

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin x reader #x reader #hazbin hotel smut #♡ a blessing from the stars! #hazbin hotel adam #adam #adam x reader

[mochimoqa]

The Climax Problem

Literally thought that this was so funny and I wanted to make it a small story lol

Also, this was basically from this post by @faretheeoscar

This is the link to the original post! ^^

Gender neutral Y/n x Steven Grant

Warning: 18+ Mentioning of climaxing (aka: c*mming), some inappropriate jabs here and there

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

We all know of how innocent Steven is and crazy for you. But him releasing during a make out session? That's crazier.

You cupped his face as you kissed him passionately. Your tongue fighting with his and moaning into each other's mouths. You gently pulled his curls as he moaned from the action.

The passion needed to die down as you needed to go to work.

"I gotta go, baby." You pecked his lips and he responded with a small whines.

"A- Alright, love! I'll be waiting for you!" He waved goodbye to you as you waved back and closed the door.

Steven sighed as he looked at his pants. The noticeable bulge in his pants as he unzipped them and revealed a patch of his seed in his boxers.

"Bloody hell..." Steven mumbled to himself.

He got up and took off his pants and boxers to the dirty laundry. He walked to the restroom and looked at the mirror.

"Why do I even do that..." He massaged his temples.

"Looks like someone has a hard time to stop cumming." Marc looked at Steven in the mirror with his little smirk.

"Look, I just can't help it...! Y/n makes me feel so good! I- I- I just can't help it!"

Steven turned around facing at another mirror staring at his reflection.

"You gotta ask some advice for that problem of yours, hermano." Jake crossed his arms and cocked a eyebrow.

"You don't think I know that, Jake?"

He sighed as he cleaned himself with a wet towel.

"Have you ever tried to masterbate before? That could help you, Steven." Marc chuckled.

"What!? Marc! You know I could never do that! And I'm gonna wait til I marry Y/n...! How could you even think of that!?

"Steven, you poor sad little virgin." Marc sighed.

"What about you go on reddit and go to r/Advice?" Jake smirked.

"Reddit...? No, I shouldn't..."

"It's the only thing to help you." Jake chuckled lightly.

"D'oh... alright..." Steven sighed as he grabbed some new boxers and put them on.

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"Steven, I'm home!!" You placed your bag on the floor as you took off your shoes. You walked into your shared bedroom and see him laying down.

You laid down next to him and peppered his face with small kisses.

"Hi." You smiled lightly and played with his curls.

"Hey..." He smiled lightly but then faltered to a small frown.

"Aww... what's wrong...?" You cupped his face.

"It's uhm..." He sighed. "Love, uhm... during out make out sessions... I uh... I cum."

You frozed when you heard that.

"Like, pre-cum or...?"

"No, like full-on climax... and it's embarrassing... just instantly releasing during a make out session...! And I went to Reddit for advise... I- I just know that you're gonna judge me..."

"Steven, that's not embarrassing at all... to be honest, I find that really flattering."

"Really...?"

"Yes, it makes me feel good. It let's me know of how good I can make you really feel..." You leaned into him and gently kissed him softly.

He pulled away and smiled.

"Thank you, love..."

This got me cracking up 💀

Anyway, I hoped you enjoyed this :]

#♡mochimoqa♡ #moon knight #moon boys #steven grant #jake lockley #steven grant x y/n #steven grant x gender neutral reader #steven grant x reader #steven grant x you #moon knight system #moonknight x reader #moonknight fic #moonknight fanfiction #steven grant smut #steven grant fanfiction #moonknight #marc spector #layla el faouly #oscar issac characters #oscar isaac characters #oscar issac imagine #oscar isaac

[madangel19]

Brownies

Thought of Phantom eating one too many of Swiss's weed brownies during 4/20 and had to write it down :D

Content: Recreational drug use, ghoul cuddles, poor Phantom doesn't know about the forever weed brownie

Word Count: 1078

A sweet earthy scent from the ghoul kitchen caught Phantom’s attention. He was laying in bed when it reached him and his stomach began to grumble. Were the ghoulettes cooking something? Cumulus’s cookies were always mouth watering but this didn’t smell like cookies. He had to investigate. 

Phantom got out of bed and left his room, chittering softly. The smell was stronger now. It reminded him of Swiss and he smiled at the thought of him cooking something yummy. He didn’t cook often, but when he did, it was delicious. 

Phantom poked his head around a corner and saw the empty kitchen. Nothing seemed too out of the ordinary, but he quickly spotted a tray of brownies on the counter. The smell was coming from there.

“Ooo brownies,” he crowed as he went over and looked the brownies over. The smell was strong, warm and earthy, reminding him of the few times he walked by Mountain’s greenhouse. They must have been taken out recently which meant they were still warm. Warm brownies were always the best.

Phantom looked around and saw that he was alone. He looked back at the brownies and saw there was more than enough for everyone. He could eat one or two or three or four. He carefully picked one up and smelled it again, sighing in content at the amazing scent.

He took a bite and he gasped at the slightly bitter taste. It didn’t last long before he bit down on gooey chocolate chips and he was in love. Fuck, it tasted amazing despite the brief bitterness. He shoved the rest of the brownie into his mouth and moaned as he chewed.

“Fuck, that’s good. One more,” he murmured, wiping his mouth before grabbing another brownie that was a lot bigger than the others.

Why didn’t anyone tell him that Swiss was making brownies? Was this supposed to be some kind of surprise? No, someone would have told him beforehand. This was probably Swiss being generous and making sweets for the pack. 

Once he was finished eating the second brownie, he took a third and stepped away from the tray. Three was enough for now. He needed some milk after three brownies. 

“Phantom?”

He froze, the third brownie halfway in his mouth. He slowly looked around and saw Swiss standing behind him. The multi ghoul looked at him and then at the tray of brownies and his eyes went wide with shock before he suddenly burst into laughter.

“What’s so funny?” Phantom asked, unsure of what was going on.

“Oh, Bug. How many brownies did you eat?” Swiss asked, wiping away tears from his eyes.

“Uhhh….three? There’s plenty for everyone so three felt like enough,” Phantom replied. 

Swiss gasped despite the huge smile on his face. He shook his head and walked over to Phantom, throwing an arm around his shoulder. 

“Oh, Bug. Sweet Bug. You’re in for it now,” Swiss crowed. 

“Why? What’s wrong? Was I not supposed to eat the brownies?” Phantom asked, already feeling bad if they were meant for Papa or even the Clergy. 

“Those are my strongest weed brownies, Bug. Mountain’s been growing a special strain and wanted me to bake them into brownies for the pack and anyone else who’s interested. Just one is enough to turn you into mush,” Swiss said, leading Phantom to the couch. 

“Oh…Oh no…,” Phantom murmured. 

“Hmm, I guess I should have left a warning note,” Swiss said, helping Phantom sit down. 

“Yeah, you should have. Swiss…am I gonna be okay?” Phantom asked, looking up to the bigger ghoul for reassurance. He had been high with Swiss and the rest of the pack plenty of times, but he had never had an edible before. 

Swiss chuckled and sat down next to him, tousling his dark hair. He could feel the faint tug of his quintessence putting him at ease and he let out a soft sigh while resting his head on his shoulder.

“You’ll be okay, Bug. You can just lay here and the rest of the pack will come along and we’ll all have brownies and watch stupid movies together and eat snacks,” Swiss said.

“That sounds nice,” Phantom replied, glad that he was safe. He wasn’t sure what he was going to feel soon, but as long as he was with his pack, then he was going to be fine.

One hour later

Dewdrop yawned as he made his way to the ghoul den. Swiss had been texting him all morning about his plans for the day and the mention of his famous brownies really got his attention. He had a long day and looked forward to relaxing with a brownie and a blunt. 

He stopped when he saw the scene before him. Phantom was laid out on the couch, eyes droopy and a goofy smirk on his lips. His head was positioned in Swiss’s lap. Swiss lazily played with his hair while taking a drag from a blunt. The ghoulettes were piled on the floor in a giggly cuddle pile while cooing over Phantom. Rain and Mountain were seated in different arm chairs, looking absolutely blissed out. 

“You guys got started before me?” Dewdrop asked. 

“Phantom started first. Poor thing ate three brownies and now he’s in space,” Swiss purred, cupping the younger ghoul’s cheek and slowly rubbing his thumb along his skin. Phantom purred, grabbing his hand and nuzzling it. 

“He’s so cute like this,” Aurora chimed. 

“Mm...not cute,” Phantom murmured. 

“You’re right. You’re adorable, Bug. You’re taking three brownies so well. Once you’re able to move in a few hours, you can take a hit of this,” Swiss said, showing him the blunt. Phantom reached for it and Swiss held it away, shaking his head with a playful smirk. The younger ghoul whined, but made no effort to move. 

“Just wait a bit longer, darling,” Cumulus cooed while holding a chirping Aurora close to her chest. 

“Are there any brownies left?” Dewdrop asked, his stomach rumbling. There were plenty of snack strewn about the den that made his mouth water. 

“Of course. They’re in the fridge,” Mountain said.

Dewdrop nodded and went to get himself a brownie or two. After eating two brownies, he sighed and went to take his place in the cuddle pile with the ghoulettes.

“How many did you eat?” Cirrus asked after pulling him close.

“Two.”

“Perfect,” Swiss crowed.

“Yay,” Phantom cheered weakly before cuddling closer to Swiss.

#the band ghost #ghost band #nameless ghouls #phantom ghoul #swiss ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #nameless ghoulettes #cumulus ghoulette #cirrus ghoulette #aurora ghoulette #fanfiction #ghost fanfiction

[selfloverrrrrr]

You were meant to be mine ~

Part 2

Warning: smut, heavy smut, noncon, unprotected sex, fingering, Yandere , obsession, jealousy, babytrap.....

( All characters are aged up/18+)

Masterlist

Part 1

Minors Do Not Interact

Read the warnings carefully....if you don't like my stories block me not report

The next morning I woke up. Suddenly felt some pain between my legs. Then I remembered the last night. I looked behind me and saw Megumi sleeping. I took a deep breath and as I tried to get off from the bed he suddenly pulled me towards him in sleep and cuddled me tightly. I squeezed my eyes shut. ' Fuck Fuck Fuck....oh god why is this happening with me' I thought to myself.

That was almost a year ago. I had a great crush on Megumi. I gave him proposal. "Y/n look please don't get me wrong... actually I'm not ready for a relationship right now... I don't think I can handle it right now... but please don't break our friendship" he said and I accepted it with a smile. Now I moved on from him I just see him as a friend then why is this happening with me???

Megumi's POV

I had a crush on y/n too. I still do. But I rejected her just because I don't think I could properly take care of her all by myself. I thought I needed time. But my fucking crush was turning into a great obsession!!!! And I can't handle it anymore. And last week I saw her with Yuji! His arm was around her waist and they were giggling! Did she moved on??? Is that my fault??? I took a breath and went away from there.

End of Megumi's POV

I tried to get off from the bed when Megumi's phone rang. He woke up from the sleep. He looked at me then sit up and grabbed his phone from the nightstand. It was Yuji's call. He looked at me again , tossed me on the bed and put his hand on my mouth so I can't speak. Then he picked up the call.

Megumi: hello?

Yuji: Fushiguro, we're on the way to home... keep the door open.

Megumi: oi Yuji...um... actually...uh

Yuji: what's wrong?

Megumi: can you please go to Gojo sensei's just for the morning???

Yuji: yeah... but why?

Megumi: actually...uh... you know.... got someone laid last night...

Yuji: what! Really?

Megumi: yeah... we'll talk about it later... just don't tell anyone please....

Yuji: yooooo.... don't worry Fushiguro...bye

Megumi: yeah... bye

After hanging up he took off his hand from my mouth and I took a deep breath. We both sit up. "Y/n" Megumi spoke softly. "Please don't leave me...." I looked at him. " You rejected me I respected you choice.... why are you fucking playing with me!!!!" I said with teary eyes. " I rejected you not because I didn't love... It was just I didn't thought that I was ready for you. I always loved you. And I still do. I became obsessed with you! And I couldn't control my fucking obsession.... When I saw you with Yuji last week...." He said. I looked away. "Tell me that wasn't anything.... please...." He said.

"Megumi I'm going to my room and I don't want to talk to you... and I moved on from you and I love Yuji" I said wrapped myself with the bedsheet (because of the last night) and was about to get off the bed when Megumi grabbed my hand and pulled me harshly towards him. My back was on the bed and he climbed on top of me. " Do you think you can go just like that??? " He said with grinded teeth and venom in his eyes " Do Not Fucking think about Yuji!!!" He said and his hand slowly reaching up from my inner thigh. "Lemme make you forget him" he said and his hand reached my core. He pushed his middle and ring finger inside and started thursting in and out. "M-megumi stop" I moaned loudly. "Oh... You liked that?" He smirked at me.

He started thursting his finger in and out harshly. Looking at me and smiling like a psycho which make me froze in fear. "You like getting fucked by me right???? That's why you are squeezing my fingers like that!" He whispered in my ear. "S-stop....p-please.." I begged. He looked at me again. He paused his fingers. "If I got you pragnent then you can't resist me right???!!!!" He said in a low voice.

"N-no.... n-no.... I don't want that again... please" I begged him. He didn't even listen to me. I tried to push his chest but nothing. Megumi started licking on my nipple. He was being a tease. I moaned. He continued his teasing licking and sucking on my nipple. With his one hand he grabbed my other boob and squeezed it roughly. I scremed so loudly.

I tried to get off from the bed but he grabbed my leg and pulled me again in that place. He grabbed his dick stroked it two or three times then line it with my entrence. I began to panic. " Megumi Megumi Megumi.... please no .... M-megumi please no... Don't do this again please!!!" I begged him and tears started falling from my eyes but he didn't listen.

Megumi pushed his whole length in one slide and I scremed with pain. He didn't even give me time to adjust his size and started thursting in and out roughly. I was screming loudly. His huge dick was giving me too much pain. He started giving me hickeys on my neck and chest. His thursting getting faster and harder. "This .... This is mine.... I wouldn't.... I wouldn't let Yuji take it from me!!!!" He said between moans. My whole body was shaking. He was moaning too. The way his dick was touching my g-spot make my back arch. It didn't take much time and I came. As I came that smirk again played on his lips.

He was still thursting roughly. I felt his cock pulsing inside me. I tried to push him away with all of my strength." Ughh...no no no no...ahhhhhh...no please no....ahhhhhh..... n-not ahhhh.....not inside... Megumi please" I begged him. He grabbed my throat and chocked me down to the bed. Within a minute he came inside me I could feel his seed inside me. He pulled out and whispered in my ear "this time I'm sure.... you'll be carrying my child". He whispered and fall beside me taking deep breaths.

"Megumi...?" I heard a voice call Megumi coldly. Someone opened the door and was standing infront of the door. I didn't even have the power to cover myself.

"S-sensei?" Megumi said with wide eyes looking at the doorway where Gojo was standing.

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[blankwashed]

Content Warnings: 18+ stuff here, ddlg (daddy dom, little girl), broken family, pretty rough sex, Toji himself should be a warning-

You let out a big sigh. It was probably the hardest or easiest essay you have ever gotten academically. It was an easy question for the rest of your classmates as they were happily writing away about their parents or guardians, thinking about the happy holidays and birthdays that they have received throughout their life.

15 minutes have passed and your paper was still blank, without even a paragraph structure. What could you write about your father? Sure, he wasn’t your actual father per se but your mother married him ever since you were a child so that counts, right?

At the age of 6, your mom kept going out on Friday nights, leaving you to be taken care of by your aunts and uncles. She would leave until it was Sunday night when she picks you up and brings you home. In the mind of a little child, you figured she went out for work purposes but in reality, she was going on dates with a special man whom you would eventually call dad.

Sometimes, she leaves you at home with food already prepared and brings him over. Of course, she would place your toys around the television and goes into the bedroom with the man. As you were innocent, you thought that they were both talking about business as your mother always looks pleased whenever she comes out of the room. A little tired, but a smile on her face.

This went on for 2 years until she came to you saying that you’ll finally have a father figure in your life. Of course, he was your father. The striking, muscular, tall man built like a soldier. Sometimes he made your heart beat faster and louder when he was around the home minding his own business. He watched you grow up into the gorgeous and pretty girl you are now. Attending teacher-parent meetings when necessary, signing documents and being your personal chauffeur whenever you and your friends wanted to go for outings to malls.

Behind all of that, you kept a deep and dark secret from everyone. Something you would not even tell your best friend or even a fly.

“Nyah! Daddy, sore from P.E. class yesterday! My teacher asked us to run laps and I think I overdid myself-“

He thrusted himself deeper into your dry pussy while his fingers were forming quick circles around your clitoris.

Sure, he filled the gap in your mom’s life when your actual dad left. But that wasn’t the only thing he was filling. Toji isn’t blind or stupid. Maybe a little out of his mind but as a man, he watched you grow up. Breasts forming, hips enlarging. It would be a lie if you say you didn’t secretly touched yourself thinking about him.

“No buts, bitch. Today was a hard day at work and the only thing that could make my day is your tight pussy. Mmm, thankfully it’s still tight,,,,,” He pushed himself deeper multiple times while playing with your clit. You were in pain due to the lack of foreplay and you remembered an idea you had in school during Arts class.

It was always something you’ve wanted to try. Running towards your school bag, rummaging through all your utensils.

Found it. A thick flowy strip of red ribbon.

“C‘mere daddy, let me decorate you before I feast on you,” smirking while tying a beautiful ribbon around his leaking hard cock. “Look daddy! It’s giving me a reward for making it look so appealing~” you said, referring to the trickles of pre-cum dripping.

Toji was about x years older than you. This wasn’t the first time he saw a chick gawking (no pun intended) at his length. Obviously that was also the way your own mother knew that he was the man for her.

“Getting creative, are we? Let daddy reward you for giving our play-time a little more effort,” he says lowly while playing with your left nipple with his tongue. His big hands always perform wonders on the rest of your body while his prize winning cock was busy elsewhere on your body.

Your moans were and are melodies to his ears. You weren’t big on being able to form sentences while getting fucked silly, however…

“Please daddy! I-I’m your little dirty slut, make me come daddy! I need it, I NEED you! Daddy…” you tried to touch your clit with your fingers but they were swatted away by his hand.

“When has it ever been about what you want, toy?” he spit on your pussy, and started to rub vigorously. It was in no way pleasurable and it hurt.

You knew he was doing this on purpose and knew that it wouldn’t get better if you kept disobeying his commands. With both your mom and Megumi away, he made you sit on the family’s dining table. Pushing away everything that could be in the way of him and you.

He pushed you down, readying himself to slurp on his wet, awaiting treasure. You were still a mess, moaning and screaming his name. “Daddy please, don’t make me wait any longer, please daddy,,,” your toes start curling and you could feel the long awaited climax reaching.

“Cumming daddy!!! Shit, I fucking love you-“ you screamed as you came while holding onto his broad shoulders. Your mind was as if it was in a different world, a world where Toji, your step-dad was yours. Where you didn’t have to hide your feelings towards him and you could touch him romantically and sexually in public.

so fucking horny for toji, are we???? (we as in me)

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[cynfulworld]

Could you tell us about the first time you had sex with another man while married?

The first time was kind of quick and dirty, lol. I enjoy a quickie, I think they’re fun, passionate and typically a good hard fucking out of animalistic need. My husband and I had talked for a while about hotwifing. He had asked me to consider being open to the lifestyle. I was surprised by the request and initially said no. I didn’t understand the kink as I had never heard of it before and was afraid that he didn’t know what he was asking for. But in time, through conversation with my husband I learned about it and grew to see what it was for him. As for me, I had always been a girl with a high sex drive and I enjoy variety. So while I was shocked….. I also knew exactly who I would fuck. 😉 I had a friend that used to be a FWB for years before I was with my husband so I reached out to say hello and see how he was. It didn’t take long for our conversation to turn sexual and I propositioned him. I told him how I had never stopped thinking of the way it felt when he was buried inside me. How flashbacks of him pumping me with his cock, taking me like an animal, made me tremble and drip with desire to have him again. I explained my new situation and he jumped at the chance to meet. I remember the excitement I felt while getting ready, my husband sitting in our bed watching. I was trembling with nerves, a million thoughts flying. Through my mind. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I drove to his place, shaking as I walked in the door, and then everything changed when I saw him. He came to me so quickly, crossing the room in a few steps and circled his arm around my waist pulling me against him. My body relaxed into him as he kissed me. My heart racing while he whispered against my neck that he had missed me. It was kind of a flurry after that. Kissing and groping and pulling at each others clothes. Going to my knees to take him into my mouth. I had always loved sucking his cock. My mind would flitter to thoughts though…. This wasn’t my husband, the thrill and shock of another man touching me after so long. It was exciting and scary at the same time. I knew I was crossing something I could never take back but fuck I wanted it. I turned my brain off to those thoughts and just went with it. I remember sitting him back in a chair and straddling him. Looking into his eyes as I settled onto him, sliding him deep with one thrust and then riding him slowly. Electricity tingling throughout my body as my hips worked him. I loved the way he felt, I loved hearing him tell me again and again how much he had missed me, needed me, needed for this to only be the beginning. He wouldn’t give me up again…. And knowing I didn’t have to give him up pushed me towards the edge. Riding him faster and harder until I shuddered against him, he gripped my hips and fucked up into me, squeezing my skin harder until he moaned and came inside me. The force of it was intense and there were a few emotions going through me with what I had just done. It was so many things. Fun and exhilarating, but also a little confusing and scary. Those feelings were put at ease when I got home to my husband and saw how turned on and excited he was. That he loved it, and me still. That I had just given him what he had wanted so I lay back on the bed and spread my legs for him to taste another man on me. It was a fun time. 😉

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[hrryshoney]

Yea tell my why my brain went to Matty spanking tennis player reader with a racket this is embarrassing a need a brain cleanse

oh yea this is insane, ily olive. the way i need this badly!! this has themes of heavy spanking/impact play w an object (tennis racket obviously) so don’t read if it’s not for u

You hadn’t been bad, but maybe you’d been less than good. You were practicing today, per usual. And Matty was watching you, per usual. But you were practicing with a guy, not so usual. It had happened before, but normally you chose other women to practice with. It prepared you for your matches more.

But Theodore was a friend of yours, and so you said yes to his offer of helping you out. And maybe that was a mistake. Because you swore you could feel Matty’s glare burning through the side of your head from where he was sat in the stands.

So maybe Theodore was being more than friendly. You could always recall that he was typically the flirty type. And that was fine when you first started being friends with him, but you had a boyfriend now. And Matty made sure he made that very obvious when you introduced the both of them. He was all over you, hands on your hips and chin on your shoulder.

So when you were switching sides of the net and Theo’s hands brushed your waist, you shivered. And when he made an off handed comment about how ‘you look even better when you play.’ you clenched your teeth. “Oh, Theo. Please, I do have a boyfriend.” You laughed, keeping an airiness to your serious tone. You swore you could hear Matty scoff.

You thought Theo’s chuckle was the end of it. It should have been the end of it, but apparently he doesn’t know when to stop. Because his next words were, “I’m sure he understands, if you see something pretty you have to act on it. How he did with you, I assume.” The expression that graced your face probably did little to hide your internal expression. One of.. confusion, as you tilted your head to the side.

Before you could open your mouth, Matty was beside you in an instant. “Well, you know what they say about assuming, mate.” His hand came to wrap around your shoulders, fingers digging into the skin on your upper arm. “Shame I have to cut this session short, Tony-” Matty’s cut off as soon as he starts.

“Theodore.” He cuts in, jaw set and eyebrows furrowed. His eyes are jumping between yours and Matty’s.

“Sure. Well, we have a family emergency. Take care, then.” And before Theo can get another word in, Matty is dragging you off the court. He bends down to pick up your bag, but otherwise keeps walking. Your racket was still in your hand as he pulled you to the familiar path of the locker rooms. He drops your bag to the floor with a thud.

“Matty, are you-” Your sentence is interrupted by a squeak as Matty’s lips crashed into yours. You were in the middle of the locker room now, and your racket fell from your hand. It made a loud noise as it hit the floor, echoing around the empty room. His hands are on your face, pulling you closer as you moan into each others mouths. He pulls away and lets his mouth trail down your neck.

“Were you just gonna let him act like a sleaze towards you?” His voice is rough as he licks over your collarbone before sucking on your skin. Your eyebrows raise, and you almost want to say ‘rich coming from you.’ but Matty’s not finished. “With the way he was eye fucking you, I’m surprised he didn’t take you on the court in-front of me.” His voice sounds disgusted, and you try to hold back your smirk.

“Well I was going to tell him off before you came to the rescue, superman.” You tease, the situation was funny. You’re Matty’s girlfriend. You can never keep your hands off each other. And he thinks you would lose sight of that so easily for Theo? No way. “Don’t be one of those ego guys, baby.” You say jokingly.

Matty’s hands grip your waist rough, and his teeth sink into your neck. You wonder how many hickies will be on your body by tonight. “Don’t mouth off to me, brat.” He pulls you in, hands now resting on your ass. Grinding his hips into yours, and you can feel how hard this has made him. You guess you have no room to talk, as you can already feel your panties dampening. “Should punish you. Weren’t my good girl today.” He punctuates his words with a firm slap to your ass, and it makes you gasp in surprise.

You let a moan slip out of your lips as you squirm in his hold, and you can see the smirk starting to form on his face. You skitter your eyelashes. “Yes, Sir. Please punish me.” You whine when he laughs, his breath ghosting across your collarbone forcing goosebumps to rise. The groan that leave his mouth is sinful, and he pinches the skin on your hip.

“Like when I spank you, baby? Like when your Sir is mean?” He looks behind him to locate the bench that’s not far from where you two are positioned. He walks backwards to meet it, sitting and spreading his legs wide to accommodate for you. “Crawl to me.” And then, his face lights up. Like he just had an epiphany, “And bring your racket to me.”

Your face went hot as you listening to his command, picking up the racket before dropping to your hands and knees as you made your way to him. There wasn’t that much space between you, but you still felt small under his gaze. When you made it to him, you sat back on your knees. You place the racket on the bench next to him, looking up at him expectantly and putting your palms on his knees.

“Not gonna get my cock that fast. Think being a slut means you earned it?” He shakes his head, “Stand up and lay across my lap.” Matty says it so nonchalantly, and it almost turns you on more. Like he couldn’t care less that he has you infront of him, bending to his every whim.

You do as he says, feeling even more exposed when he flips your skirt up. Your light lavender panties had a wet spot in the middle, you were soaking through. Matty’s thumb presses down on it through your panties, and you arch your back. “Sir, please. I need you so bad.”

He runs his hand over the globes of your ass, giving you a light tap. The sting made you clench your thighs, and he wedged his hand between your legs to prevent it. “Turns you on when I spank you, huh?” He tuts his tongue, and if you could see him, you’re sure he’s shaking his head. Matty’s hands fiddle with the waist band of your panties, and he pulls them down your body. He doesn’t completely take them off, leaving only your ass and cunt exposed to him. He can see how wet you are, he runs his fingertips through your slit. “Dirty little girl. You rile me up on purpose just so I could remind you of your place?”

You moan when you feel his touch, shaking your head vehemently. “No, Sir. I’m sorry.” You squirm in his lap, and you feel humiliated at how you’re already soaked from this. You hear the clang of your racket being picked up from the bench. You gasp when you feel the cold metal of the rim caress across your ass. He pushes the strings into your skin, watching how it makes a marking when he pulls it away.

Matty twirls the racket in his hand, trailing it along your body again. He smiles when he hears your gasp, and presses it into your body harder. “Can I spank you with this, sweetheart?” He asks, tone genuine as he asks for your consent. “Make it so every time you have to go out there and play, all you think about is how I had you dripping over your racket like a whore?”

The groan that comes out of your mouth is guttural, and you almost feel dizzy from how hard you’re nodding. “Shit- please, Matty. Need that so bad, yes.” You grit out through clenched teeth, body tensing as you wait for the impact. Matty runs a hand over your bare ass before he does, coldness soothing his hot your body has become.

“Okay, gonna spank you with it five times, can you count for me?” His voice is so gentle in comparison to what he’s talking about, and that only makes you want him more. You nod, but he presses his thumb into the center of your back. “Need words.”

“Yes, sir. I’ll count for you.” You look back at him the best you can, managing a smile. He leans forward to peck your lips. In a second, he switches back into dominance. Gripping your jaw and turning your face away from him.

“If it’s too much, tap my leg three times, okay? M’gonna start.” He removes his hands from your body, and you hear him bring the racket up in the air. The way the holes in the strings filter the air. Then, Matty brings the racket down and spanks you. The strings hit you, and a pleasureful sting fills your body. You let out a loud, pornographic moan. He didn’t do it too hard, but it was just enough impact. “Forgetting something, sweetheart?”

“O-one.” You manage to push out, your whole body feeling set aflame. You’re chasing by the feeling of the racket hitting you again, already addicted to the feeling. Without warning, he brings it down again. You scream out again, this time Matty’s name. It meets your skin as a fierce strike. Matty’s hand rubs over the area, trying to help dull the ache. “Two.”

“Good girl, so amazing for me. Bet Theo wishes he could have you like this. All spread out and writhing on his lap, but he doesn’t get that. Does he?” He says his name like a curse, almost as if it disgusts him just to do so. He effectively riles himself up, bringing the racket down to spank you again. This time, only a hair harder. When he lifts the object, he sees he’s started to imprint on your skin, a light undertone of red appearing. The sight was enough to make him get hot, as he presses his hand over your slightly raised flesh.

“T-three. No, he doesn’t. Only you, Sir.” You can feel tears prick behind your eyes, but the pain is mixing with pleasure so deliciously. Your empty hole clenches around nothing, and you already know your pussy is leaking for him.

Matty blows a gust of cold air over you before he brings the racket down again, making you jolt forward slightly from the unexpectedness. “That’s fucking right. You’re mine. Everyone knows it, your body knows it too.”

You nod at his words, “Four.” Your voice shakes a bit, and a tear falls from your eye. The sensation feels so good, you can’t hold back your emotions. Matty hears the distortion in your voice, and that’s when he realizes you’re crying. He can’t help but smile.

“My little slut crying? Feels too good when your Sir spanks you with your racket, huh? You’re filthy, baby. Should have you lick it clean. One more.” He says his words with little consolation, and the promise of having you clean your own racket makes your hole clench again. He’s so hot when he’s in his dominant headspace, it could drive you crazy.

For the last time, Matty lets the racket hit your skin. You whimper out, now knowing to expect the force of the spanks. You sniffle, “Five. Thank you, Sir.” Your body is tingling, and your ass feels hot to the touch. Matty admires the raised skin and red marks from your racket, lightly trailed his fingertips over them. You jolt at the sensation, and whine out again when his fingers find your cunt. You were so wet, his middle finger slips inside of you easily. He quickly pulls out, leaving you with nothing. “Please, Sir. I’m so empty, need you. Need to cum so bad.” The stimulation from him spanking you almost brought you to the edge, you could probably finish from just him playing with your clit.

Matty lightly spanks your cunt with his ring and middle finger, your wetness a lewd noise against his digits. He circles your clit, and stops stimulation all together upon hearing your sigh of relief. “Did so good for me, baby. I’m proud of you. Think you can be a good girl and wait to cum until we get home?” His pupils were dilated, chocolate brown eyes practically black.

“Matty-” You whine out, almost like a petulant child. He swats at your ass, pulling your panties the rest of the way down your legs. He flips your skirt down and pats your thigh, signaling for you to stand up.

“Don’t get bratty now. You waited all this time, you can wait during the drive home.” He pockets your panties and stands up. “Gonna have you walk out of here in just this tiny skirt with my makes on your ass so everyone knows who you belong to. Maybe you’ll drip on the floor while he walk.” He smirks and your face goes hot, embarrassment coarsing through your veins. He picks up your racket from the handle, and your eyes go wide. He really might have you clean it off when you get home. He wraps a hand around your waist as you two walk. He leans in closer to you, a hand on the small of your back while you walk.

Through the winding path to the parking lot, you see Theo standing there. A small smirk on his face as he looks at the both of you. Matty seemingly sizes him up. He leans in closer to you, a hand on the small of your back while you walk. “Meet me in the car, want you to spread your legs nice and wide while you wait for me, okay?”

The last thing you hear before you shut the car door is your boyfriend’s voice shouting, a small echo through the lot.

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[fandomnerd9602]

A/N: and now because both Gwenpool and Spideypool won’t leave me alone

Gwenpool: get to the spicy stuff already!

SP: yeah! I want everyone to know what Gwen and I do behind closed tumblr feeds!

A/N: I now present…

Gwen Stacy x Spideypool!Reader NSFW Headcanons

You met on a mission to stop the Alchemax corporation from creating an army of Venom symbiotes

You saved her from falling into a reactor. You immediately covered it with a joke about it’s usually you who falls for someone.

Dates started pretty soon after: you go to concerts together, enjoy tea, watch a few movies together, make out together, etc.

She gets really turned on when you make a surprise appearance at one of her band’s performances. Gwen will drag you into her dressing room and have you take her on the room’s couch or makeup table.

Gwen’s little secret? She loves to tie you down with her webs. She’s gentle. She’ll make a whole little routine out of creeping towards you and removing her clothing as she walks an invisible tightrope towards you.

A huge fan of giving aftercare. Words of affirmation, kissing your wrists and all the while just reaffirming how much she loves you.

Gwen loves it when you use your thought bubbles as traction as you make love. She finds it funny how you can summon big thought bubbles into existence. Each of them is usually filled with your thoughts of her beauty and you consider yourself so blessed to have met the Gabriella to your Troy.

Hugs? She loves full body hugs. She wraps her legs around your waist and arms around your neck.

Favorite position? Missionary or Cowgirl. You playfully put a cowboy hat on her in one of Miguel’s many meetings just to tease her. She went beet red and no one knew why.

Not a huge fan of quickies. She wants to savor every last moment with you. Expect to romance her and stand outside her window using your cellphone as a boombox.

Favorite body part? You love her magic fingers. She loves your lips, Gwen wants them all over her body.

Extremely giggly after love making.

She is loud. Her voice only comes out in a series of grunts, moans, encouragement. Gwen wouldn’t be so loud if it wasn’t for the soundtrack that you swear the editor put in.

Gwen loves you, her Spideypool. You compliment one another perfectly. She’s down to try anything as long as it’s mutually beneficial and doesn’t hurt either of you.

SP: thank you! I really appreciate it.

A/N: great! Now please stop kidnapping me! I have requests to answer!!

Gwenpool: just wait until the next batch!

A/N: make it stop!!!

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[lovezbrownies]

Affections (yandere oc x reader)

Masterlist

Siolis Ludenhart x gn!reader

Synopsis: Siolis loves mornings with you.

Warning: Horny horny fellow, nsfw mentions, very suggestive.

You felt... surprisingly good as you woke up, although a little sore, a lot of the tension in your body evaporated! You tried to get up and get ready for work but were interrupted by a groan and a set of arms that pulled you closer to the slightly muscular chest behind you. They left absolutely no room between you two. You craned your neck towards the clingy culprit and saw a beautiful sight. Siolis was jaw dropping. Their beauty will always stun you, even after last night's activities and a half night's rest they looked... ethereal almost.

You collected yourself and took a deep breath, nudging Siolis awake will never be an easy task but you can always scream into their ear if they refuse to wake up. "Mmn~ Stop.. Go to sleep..." Siolis moaned into your back, holding you even closer than before. "Sio.. Get up we need to go to work, Queen Nia won't like us being late." You tried again to try and squirm your way out of their arms, this time they willingly let you go.

"Who gives a fuck about her. I want you, so so bad~~" You slide over to the edge of the bed, sitting up to stretch your limbs out you feel two fingers slowly and sensually make their way down your back you shiver hard. "You need to get a hold of yourself, Sio..." You blushed as you managed a glance down at their barely covered body, the blanket barely leaving anything up to the imagination.

Siolis chuckled and rolled onto their stomach, resting their head on their arm they made sure to watch you as you got off the bed to get ready. "And you need to stop being such a prude~ I love you so much I can't even keep myself upright and you're being so so mean~!" You needed to tape their whiney mouth shut and for good or else you will easily risk your job for the stunning individual. You sighed and sauntered over to the bathroom.

After a quick shower and everything else you needed to do for your routine you stood by the bathroom door only to be greeted by an empty bedroom, curious as to where your significant annoyance went off to you called out for Siolis. "I was watching you the entire time~ Mmm cute body~~" You jumped up in alarm as you heard Siolis' captivating voice from behind you, in the bathroom you were previously occupying. Alone, or so you thought. You forget they can do that, use their little magic tricks and turn into smoke to move around easier, teleport here and there, and tons of other stuff.

You turned around and punched them softly in the shoulder, about to scold them for being creepy but, "Not magic tricks dear, this is real magick, power, not tricks." Ah, that too, invading your mind and listening to your inner most deepest thoughts was another thing they can do and that you hate. Siolis smirked slyly wrapping their arms around your towel covered waist they pulled you in.

"Sorry~ Wanted to hear what you would say to that~" Siolis chuckled softly, "You're so cute you know that~~?"

You rolled your eyes, you enjoyed the attention, you liked it when they did the things they did, you two were immensely close so you couldn’t get too mad at them. “Go take a shower you smell like… erm..” You coughed shyly as they erupted into laughter at your bashfulness. They detach themselves from you, softly pushing you back towards their bed.

“Don’t worry~ I called us in sick, thankfully the wicked witch believed it. I personally like the smell of aftersex~~ And it won’t matter~ We will go at it like animals again~” Siolis slips the bathrobe off and lays you down for a very long passion-filled day. “Ah~ I love you so much, darling~~ Hm, so cute~!”

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