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star-xxx1 · 1 month

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Sticky situations 18+

Ex!Natasha Romanoff x Crazy!Fem!Reader

Warnings: G!p Natasha, Dub-con, guns, blow jobs, overstim, begging, love bites.

A/n: Not proofread, sorry, but enjoy <3.

Natasha groaned, slowly coming to and regaining her senses. Her body stung all over, especially her neck, arms, and ankles. The sensation of wetness covered her neck; a weight sat on her lap. Her mind struggled to make sense of it all, to recall the seconds before she awoke from what felt like a deep, deep sleep. Only moments ago, she was on a mission; now she was so confused. She opened her eyes and looked around, taking in her surroundings cautiously. She looked down and saw you. Her ex-girlfriend.

Straddled on her lap, passionately marking up her neck like a tally in game, each mark was a mark of possession. Seeing you, her brain finally made the connection of the strange feeling on her neck. She groaned. She didn't even have to look know that you've made her whole neck a mess. Trying to pull away, you looked up at the sudden moment. "Natty, baby, Hi," you said sweetly, wiping the slobber around your mouth. "Mh." She grunted, You moved to kiss her pretty lips, but she pulled away.

"Y/n what the fuck!?" She said, trying to pull her arms up but all she was met with is tightness and resistance. Her arms and legs were tied. She looked up at you. "What are you trying to do?" The redhead barked at you. "Natty, please, I really need you. I'm needy and horny and I miss you." You whine to her.

"Not my problem." Natasha hissed. "But it is, I'm your sweet girl, after all? Like you said, I am and always will be." Your hand coming up to hold her soft cheek.

Natasha spat on your gentle face, her saliva landing right on your cheek and sidling down. Natasha watched as you wipped it up and lick it straight off your fingers and giggled. "Mhhh, spitting? wanna spit in my mouth next?"

"Oh fuck off y/n, get off me!" She said squirming unneath you. "Natty, baby, why are you resisting your girlfriend?" You pouted at her getting upset. "You're not my girlfriend anymore! For fuck sakes Y/n how times do I have tell, stop calling me! Stop texting me! Stop showing up everywhere -"

You covered her precious mouth, the barrel of a gun pressing firmly stomach. "Natasha, we're together," You took a deep breath, eyes holding strong emotions staring deep into her eyes, your grip tightening on her beautiful mouth, "We didn't break up!" You shouted. "Yes, we did!" Her protest coming out muffled. "You crazy bitch!"

"I will fucking shoot you!" You screamed getting, upset. "Straight in the stomach and you can bleed out alone and fuck off into hell." You yelled, the sound of you stressed voice echoing through the empty warehouse. She didn't flinch, but it shut her up. Natasha knew there was no way out, no matter what she did. You would find her, how the fuck can such a small girl find a highly skilled spy so easily? She tried so hard, but you were just everywhere, even in her dreams, haunting her, begging her for her to come back, sobbing screaming. You were obsessed, digustingly, and deep-seatedly in love. She was bound to you.

"Natasha." You said, looking into her pricing eyes. "Look, I'm sorry, baby, you just know how i get when it comes to you." You kissed her forehead. She didn't look impressed at all. You removed your hand from her mouth. You waited for an answer, expecting her to forgive you immediately like she usually did. But nothing, just a cold stare. Your lips pressed together, waiting.

"I think you've forgot how much I need you, how much I love you." Your hands trail down her suit. "Mabye, I have to remind you." Natasha's body stiffened as you started touching her your hands trailing down, but she couldn't help the shiver that ran down her spine. She gritted her teeth, trying to resist your advances. "Don't you dare touch me."

You grabbed Natashas dick squeezing it from outside the suit. "Baby, don't you like when I do this?" You squeezed and rubbed her clothed cock. Natashas jaw tightened as you touched her cock, little groans escape her mouth at the sensation of your manicured hands squeezing and adding pressure, it gree harder and harder. "Y/n." Natasha said.

"Yes natty?" You chimed.

"Get off." You ingored her, slipping out a pocket knife out her weapon belt. You cut and sliced through her suit and boxers. Her body shivered with arousal as her thick, long cock sprang free from its confines, pre cum splattering on her stomach. It was so hard, so needy it needed to be dealt with immediately. "Mhh, baby, I miss you." You whispered, kissing her cheek. "Y/n." She whimpered, your soft hand wrapped around her cock, it was hot, throbbing.

She will admit, she did miss everything about you, she regretted leaving. She missed her old amazing sex life, not her current one, which was filled with so many different sex toys. She refused to let other people touch her in a sexual manner. It felt wrong. It felt like she was betraying you.

You got off her lap, settling in between her strong legs. You kissed her cock, rubbing your face all over her veiny shaft. "See im still your good girl."

Her breathing becomes heavy as she watches you on your knees. She bites her lip and starts to respond to your teasing. "Fuck you. don't do that."

You kissed her senstive pink tip. Her body shudders as she feels your lips against her cock. She gasps loudly, her back arching off the chair slightly. Despite her resistance, her hips start to move involuntarily, grinding against your face. "Don't. don't."

"Baby, just admit you want a blow job." You teased her. "I don't. I can't." Her words are punctuated by moans as she tries to resist the pleasure but fails miserably. Her hips continue to grind against your face, her cock leaking pre-cum onto your lips. You stared up at her, kitten licking her tip. "Beg, baby."

"Please, don't..." She whimpers out the word, her body shaking with desire. Despite herself, she can't help but push her hips forward slightly, offering more of her cock to your mouth. "I- I want you to suck me off... please."

"That's it, baby." You took her throbbing cock into her mouth. Your voice comes out muffled. "Come on, move, you always told me to work for it." You smirked. Natasha's eyes close as she feels your mouth close around her cock. She tries to pull away, but the sensation is too much for her to resist. She moans loudly, her hips bucking against your face as you tease her by not moving. "Baby,please, please, suck it." She begged. You didn't bugged. "I'm begging you!" Natasha cries out, her voice strained with desire. Her hips buck wildly against your face, seeking the release she craves. "Please need you to suck my cock."

"Please, fuck" Natasha body trembles with need as she continues to beg, her voice filled with desperation. Her cock throbs against your lips, leaking pre-cum onto your tongue. "I'll do anything. Just suck me off."

You shook head no. "Please!" Her Protest turns into a moan of frustration as she feels herself on the edge of orgasm without release. Her hips jerk forward, pressing her cock against your mouth, pleading for you to take her. "Please." After awhile wildly thrusting her thick cock into your warm mouth, her moans fill the room as her body shudders with ecstasy, her hips bucking violently against your face. Cum pours into your mouth, sweet and salty on your tongue. She pants and groans as she does a few extra hard thrusts. You look at your girlfriend, eyes screwing shut in pleasure forehead dripping with sweat. You started sucking her off. "O-oh..." Her eyes flutter open, surprised by the sudden change in sensation. Despite her initial resistance, she can't help but whimper as you start sucking on her sensitive, still hard cock, your pretty lips wrapping around her dick. "Holy shit." She bites her lip to keep from screaming out as she feels your hot mouth engulfing her entire massive cock. Her fingers dig into the chaie holding tight as she loses control to the pleasure you've unleashed. "Fuck."

Your head bopped up and down fast, gagging noise echoing as you deepthroated so her into your tight throat. Tears ran down your precious face, making her down wild, your mascara running down you rosy cheeks. Gripped her thighs, letting her fuck you face, her hips wildly thrusting, stomach tightening.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck..." Natasha's words become incoherent, babbling about how good it was, as she approaches her second orgasm. Natasha looked like she was going insane, body lifting of the chair, only to be met with restraints her loud whinpers and moans of pleasure, toes curling in her heavy combat boots, eyes rolled back, head thrown back, she panted like a dog in heat. It was sloppy and wet, cum and slavia dripping down your chin and all down her thighs.

Natasha's orgasm crashes over her, her body trembling as she releases all of her pent-up tension into your mouth. Her cock twitches and spurts, filling your throat with warm cum. You swallowed it like a good girl, not wasting a drop.

"Fuck, y/n." She whimpered. You let go off her soaked cock with loud pop. You came up and sat on her lap, getting the knife, and and cutting her restraints. You hugged her tightly. "See, I said you needed reminding."

"Yes, baby." She kissed your cheek, hugging you back.

"Natty." Your voice broke. "Mh, baby?" She mutter. "Please don't go again," she pulled away to look into your eyes, filled with vulnerability and weakness. Without her, you were lost, nothing, you need to be guided by her, only her.

"I know, baby. I'm sorry, so so so sorry." She voiced love. "I won't ever again, promise." You kissed her deeply. She could tasted herself on your tongue.

"You are my good girl, forever." she smirked. You smiled down at her.

"I love you natty, so much," you said.

"Love you way more." She kissed you again, wrapping her arms tight around you.

She did, and she was sorry, so very sorry for hurting you, she promise to make it up to you. She would do anything for you, anything.

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mrcavill88 · 9 months

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My night in Hollywood

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Chris Evans x Henry Cavill x Male reader

Summary: Your first film role definitely has its ups and downs. A large pay check? Good. A kickstart to your career? Even better. But a night with three of Hollywoods leading men? The absolute best

Word count: 1.4k

Warnings: 18+, SMUT, daddy kink, pet names “little boy, baby, doll”, ass slapping, stripping, nipple playing, breeding kink, dick sucking, handjob, unprotected sex

Who knew being famous was so tough?

I’m constantly being bombarded by fans desperate for an autograph. The Hollywood life seems glamorous, and that it is, but not without its downside. The upside? All the hot actors in Hollywood, oh how I loved seeing a sexy man on screen. I recently landed a role on a film with some of Hollywoods leading men and holy cow was it a joyride. I walked into the hotel I would be staying at for the shooting of this film and who do I see as soon as I walk into the elevator? Henry Cavill, Sebastian Stan, and Chris Evans.

The scarlet color on my face is noticeable as I instantly start fanboying over the three buff men. “Hello there, you’re y/n right? I’m Henry, pleasure to meet you love”. He stuck his thick hand out and I shook it with much ebullience. I took my spot in the elevator, right in between Sebastian and Chris, feeling so small next to the 6 feet men.

What was in reality 30 seconds felt like 3 hours in the elevator. Sweat building up on my forehead as the men continued to spark conversation with me. My words fumbled and completely shaky. We reached my floor and I bolted out the doors and hastily walked to my room and instantly shut the door. I was a mess. My chest popping in and out of my body, a noticeable bulge in my tight pants. But as I went to change my clothes, a small envelope slid through my door.

“Reservation at Giovanni’s Italian cuisine for two, 7:30 pm at the luxury suite.

My baby y/n, please join me tonight for dinner, I would love to get to know you. See you soon, Sebastian”

I was fucked. Butterflies pacing through my stomach as the feeling of love and affection enveloped my soul. But was I gonna pass up this opportunity? Hell no. I checked the clock and it was currently 6:00, “how the hell did he reserve the place so quickly?” I thought. I rushed into my luggage and picked out a loose blue and white striped button up and white kakis which kinda showed off my ass.

I got into my car, put my sunglasses on and started driving to the restaurant. “What if he doesn’t like me?” “What if this is all a joke?” Thoughts filled my head as I headed to the restaurant, making me more nervous than I already was.

I walked in and it was the most classy restaurant I have ever been to. Red velvety floors covered the place with beautiful floral arrangements and classical music. “Reservation with Sebastian at 7:30, in the luxury suite,” I said to the hostess. “Right this way please,” she replied as we walked up the extravagant stairs into the luxury suite. She opened the door and

There he was

Waiting for me in a tight black polo shirt that complimented his rippling biceps, and jeans that were definitely, tight. “H-hi Sebastian,” I said with a trembling voice. He walked up to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulder. “Hey y/n, I’m so happy you came tonight, I hope you like this place cause I really wanted to have a great time tonight, please sit.”

I sat down in the expensive chair and couldn’t help but notice the beautiful view from the window. “Wow! This place is so nice, I can see the whole city from here!” Sebastian grabbed my hand. “Yeah it’s nice but I think I like what I see from here more,” biting his lip. I instantly started blushing, biting my lip to try and calm it down but the redness of my cheeks just got more obvious. I was completely fucked, in a desperate way to change the subject, “So, I wanna try this ravioli they got here, I heard it’s amazing”, I said trying to change the subject. “Yeah let me order, I already know what I’m getting”.

Sebastian ordered our food and I was set for the best date, and the first date, of my life. Who knew a celebrity could be so down to earth and so cordial? But of course, the physical and, sexual appeal was crazy as the Romanian man was extremely romantic.

“Oh, well I’m stuffed, we should get going. This food is pre-paid so don’t even worry about it. Should I take you home?” “Oh thanks but I drove here so I think I’ll be fine,” I answered. “Are you sure?”, he asked with a serious somewhat dour look on his face. “Uhm, actually, maybe you should,” I said nervously hoping he wouldn’t be offended.

We cleaned up and left the restaurant, he took me into his expensive car and started driving back to the hotel. Something felt off, he was being extremely seductive and touchy, grabbing my thigh and rubbing my chest. Did I like it? Of course.

I walked into the hotel and entered the elevator with him just to see two familiar faces once again, Chris and Henry.

“Oh y/n! Great to see you again! Looks like you’ve had some fun with my friend Seb huh?” Chris said with a funny expression. I couldn’t help but nod and gulp as I entered the elevator with the three men.

We were going up and all of a sudden, Sebastian presses the emergency stop button. I was completely confounded, not knowing what was going on. I tried to push the button again but the three men cornered me in this godforsaken box.

“What does this little boy think he’s doing?” Henry asked as he stroked my hair. I started to sweat, and slightly panic. “W-why’d you stop the elevator?” I said hoping this just was some kind of stupid joke. I reached for the button again until Sebastian covered my mouth with his large hand and pinned me up against the wall.

I didn’t even have time to say anything before my clothes started coming off. They started kissing and biting my body relentlessly and I couldn’t help but moan and whine. “Oh baby I wanna fuck you so bad,” Sebastian said as he and Chris started removing my shirt and pants, leaving me in my tiny little spandex.

“Lay in my lap doll,” Henry said gesturing toward me. I felt so exposed and fragile in the moment. “Count” he said as he smacked my ass cheek. I screamed and jolted a little at the surprising pain and arousal that came from it, “o-one” *SMACK* “t-two” *SMACK* “t-three”. One slap quickly became 15 as Henry continued slapping my ass cheeks until they were bright scarlet and my cheeks were soaked in tears.

“What a good boy you are, now let daddy make you feel good,” Sebastian sad as he grabbed my and gagged my mouth. I was in heaven. Henry started twisting and teasing my nipples as Chris shoved his fingers in and out of my hole. Sebastian rubbing up against my body and his dirty talk made me more aroused than I should’ve been. Cock twitching and my skin soaked in sweat. “Daddy!” I whined as my body was being violated by three sexy men. “Oh the things you do to me baby, now open up for daddy”.

Sebastian whipped out his 10 inch cock and teased my hole making more unholy noises leave my mouth. And all of a sudden, *THRUST* his dick was sliding in and out my hole at a rapid pace. Henry shoved his dick into my mouth and started fucking my face. I moaned on his dick sending vibrations up his cock. “Ugh f-fuck baby you’re so naughty. In the midst of all this sexual pleasure, Chris shoved his dick in my hand. “Come on baby, make me cum,” he said as I started jerking him off.

I was gonna lose it, my body completely drowned in pleasure. “D-addy, I c-can’t take it! I’m gonna c-cum daddy!”. “C-come on baby, w-wait for your daddies, don’t be a s-selfish little b-boy”. At those words, my cock shot a load of cum onto Sebastian’s broad chest. Sebastian felt my hole tighten around his cock and came in my hole, filling my walls with his warm and sticky baby batter. I was completely cum drunk. I collapsed onto Henry’s chest. The three men held me in their strong embrace as the night neared its end, nothing could have ruined this night, except the fact that we were in a damn elevator.

THE END

Thanks for reading everyone hope y’all enjoyed it! (I know it kinda sucks)

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sexlapis · 3 days

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ᡣ𐭩 nanami x gn!reader

nsfw drabble. no sex - just spanking, soft dom!nanami, gentle “brat” taming, d/s dynamics, praise, petnames, reader is stressed & anxious, crying (not sad)

-> synopsis: sometimes you just need a good ol’ spanking!

wc: 1.5k

a/n: i rushed this a lot, i was tired and wanted to post. this is filth and sweetness <3

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a gargled groan crawls up your throat as you fiddle with the top button of your crisp, white shirt, biting the inside of your cheek and throwing your head back.

nanami, sitting right beside you, gives you a look.

the first warning.

“now, what’s that for?”

you huff, purulent, sagging into the plastic seat and crossing your arms tightly over your chest. you pout.

in the back of your mind, you know you are being irritable, but you cannot help it. the white lights in the room are far too loud, the whirling of the air conditioner rings in your poor ears and the shirt that graces your body is too tight too tight too tight.

“my shirt is too tight.”

nanami sighs.

he looks good today. not that he doesn’t usually, but this was something else. his three-piece suit is a dark navy that’s snug on him, fitting him almost too well. your eyes trail down to his slacks - tight over his thighs and the bump of his bulge does not go unnoticed. one single strand of blond hair hangs over his forehead. it makes you dig your toes into the soles of your shoes.

the meaning of this meeting you and nanami are attending? you have forgotten. in fact, you don’t think you even knew in the first place. probably just some bullshit complaints about your teaching methods or your blunt nature. or both. when you learned that just nanami was going to be there with you, thinking was a foreign concept. because you know he would handle it all for you.

he glances at his phone, reading a notification. “i thought you said you wanted to-”

“‘wear the green one’, yeah, well that just didn’t happen, did it?”

nanami glances at you again, squinting slightly.

a second warning.

“what have we said?” nanami asks, moving closer to you. “what do we do when we’re stressed?”

“…we take three deep breaths and stay grounded in our surroundings…”

he speaks the last part in unison with you, nodding with just a small smile on his lips. “that’s right. how about we try that, see how you feel? hm?”

“ugh!” your upper body quite literally collapses onto the table. knots thaw in your chest, your hands are clammy and your heart bangs in your ear. “I don’t wanna do that crap anymore! i’d-”

the sentence barely even leaves your mouth.

hands are on your biceps in a second, essentially dragging you up out of your own seat, a gasp just leaving your mouth as you’re dragged out of the meeting room and into the nearby restroom.

the ordeal is so fast, so quick you feel winded. before you know it, you face the mirror, heavy breathes leaving your soft lips. your hips are pressed up against the ceramic sink, your fingers clutching onto the rim to stabilise yourself. nanami larger stature stands behind you, looming over, his arm wrapped around your waist keeping you still. if he’s worried or cautious about anyone walking in, he does not show it on his face or in his actions. he leans down, lips to your ear.

“what did i say? you know what the rules are.”

you whine, teeth gnawing on your poor bottom lip, looking down at your own fingers. your body is winded up, tight and tense like a spring, unable to get it to relax and give in.

your leg shakes.

nanami’s big hand slithers down your arm, cupping over yours, “the rules are there for a reason. to help you, to keep you safe. you know that. look at me please.”

you look to him immediately despite your previous disobedience. you can’t help it, can’t help but do everything he tells you. nanami is safe, he is comfort, protection and guidance. he’s what you need.

his umber eyes meet your glossy ones, gentle yet stern. soft yet firm. by this point you already know what is happening, feeling your mind and body already sinking into the place where no worries or fears are present.

nanami hums, caressing his thumb over your cheek, almost losing his mind at the dazed look in your eyes. his hands slide down further, to the front of your trousers, fiddling with the button, “i know just what you need, sweetheart,” the button is undone, along with the zip, “…just what you need.”

your knees knock together, trapped by your trousers and underwear as you are bent over the sink slightly. you moan at the position change alone.

“hmm…” nanami looks downwards, biting his lip as he admires the bare flesh of your ass, soft and just waiting to be tainted red by his calloused hands. he shifts, standing adjacent to you now.

he does not bother to warn you before he strikes.

the first one has you crying out into the empty restroom, lurching forward and clawing onto the counter. it is sharp, sudden and hard, the string already prevalent, the control you once held over your mind rippling away and all you want is more.

“that’s one,” nanami states, groping your raw cheek with one hand, “look at you, already so responsive and we’ve barely even started...

he checks your face, eyes closed, mouth open, already gone, head in the clouds from that one hit alone. “tell me your colour, sweetheart.”

“green…’s green.” your voice is breathy, weak like your limbs. being at nanami’s complete mercy, under his guidance and control does that to you.

“good. you’ll tell me if that changes.”

what follows next is a series of swats and slaps, not too hard but with just enough force for you to know that you will feel sore for a couple of hours.

each strike leaves you breathless, frazzled, your grip on the counter the only thing keeping you from going insane as the ache at your core only grows and grows. the swats are loud in the quiet of the bathroom, the sounds making your face warm and arms wobble. your falls forward between your shoulders.

it does not help that nanami keeps on talking, more than he usually does in situations like these. he rambles on about how good you’re being, how well you’re taking it for him, how soft you feel, how pretty you look with your teary eyes, how sweet you sound, how badly he wants to take you right in the restroom where anyone could walk in and see.

it’s clear that nanami is in a talkative mood.

“fuck, look at you…” he momentarily pauses his assault on your welted, reddened ass, gripping one cheek and pulling it to the side. “you’re perfect. so, so perfect.”

you grunt at his praise and your head swells up. the juxtaposition of candy-sweet words and his continuous cracks landed on the crux of your thigh and ass has your kind reeling.

small whines and whimpers escape your mouth, and with the single tear that falls down your face, nanami knows it is time to stop.

the last hit he lands is heavy, stinging, it has you garbling right as it happens.

more tears drip onto the counter as a sob takes hold of you. and then you’re being flipped around and into nanami’s embrace, prodding your face into his shoulder, trying to catch your breath and come down to earth.

nanami caresses the middle of your back, kissing the top of your head while he coos, “shh, sh, sh. you did so well. you’re so good for me, sweetheart…see how good it feels to take the edge off?” he closes his eyes. “that’s all you needed, hm?”

you shake your head, not yes or no, but nanami understands all the same.

“yeah, i know, i know.”

you both stand like that for a little while, recovering from the scene you have had with him, soothing and shushing you until you’re back to him. it is only slightly awkward for you as your pants and underwear are still at your knees but whatever. you forgot that you are even in a public place.

“we should get back to the meeting.” nanami suggests, then looks at the watch on his wrist. “i think we’re the late ones now.”

you huff, chuckling a little. nanami pecks your lips and croches, pulling up your trousers and securing them around your hips. he fixes up your obvious ruffled, messy appearance, straightening your shirt and smoothing down your hair.

nanami holds your face in his hand, swiping away tears with his thumbs. he admires your wet eyes and bitten lips, thinking that you’re at your most beautiful when you look like this - blissed out and falling back down from your high.

“how do you feel?” he asks you.

it takes you a few seconds to respond, to find the words. “…’m good…yeah, i feel- i’m good.”

“alright.”

“i want to go home now.”

“okay.”

“i also want a lot of unhealthy food for my stomach.”

“you got it.”

nanami is smiling softly at you while you try to think of any more demands you may have. when it seems to be nought, he begins slowly guiding you out of the restroom, holding you close. he is warm.

you speak, “so not meetings today?”

nanami just sighs, shaking his head, half hearted, kissing the top of your head, “no meetings today.”

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eggtartz · 7 months

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✧ 1st October ✧

All Might // Big Boy (f! civilian reader)

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warnings : belly bulge, petnames, creampie, size kink

no matter in which form toshinori, his height and his size in general would always win againts you. despite being a plump one, your height isn't really helping (or it's just the fact that toshinori is almost seven foot tall) you couldn't compete toshinori in any way but the older man developed a kink over the state.

how he adores your hands in his big ones, your still small hands although he's in his skinny form. how you would struggle to reach out to kiss him, toshinori having to bend over every single time. how he loves the height difference and how it's obviously too.

how he enjoys how you struggle to take him during sex, how you need a lot of prep before having him inside because once he was too hasty and ended up hurting you. lube is a must, your juices are simply not enough for someone his size. it started as an observation, how small you looked while being under and soon he realized that's the exact thing that gets him busting a nut inside you.

it was an exhausting day for both you and toshinori as you two huffed on the couch, your body spread wide on his lap. "toshii..." you whined, pawing his hero costume that got his attention. he smiled knowingly, unzipping the suit for you two to share warmth and comfort. you hummed as your small hands rested on his enormous peck. he was content with how comfortable this routine felt, a quiet one after hustle and bustle of the day. however the content quickly turned into something else when he looks down and see how dainty you were. so small, fragile.

he stifled a groan when you accidently grind on his clothed cock, earning a small giggle. "y/n.. if you keep doing that, im gonna-" he let out a growl when he felt your hips grinding down, he almost came. He lifted your body with ease and placed you on his shoulder, slapping your butt as you yelped. "wanna get fucked so bad?" he asked dangerously and your cheeks were warm as you nodded.

he roughly dumps you on your shared bed "stick your dirty fingers in that pussy, i want it wet and prepped, you hear me?" he holds your chin to look up at him earning a nod. you hastily took off your pencil skirt while he teased you by slowly undoing his, making you whine as you plunged your fingers into your already soaking pussy. you used two fingers and whined again "toshinori, its not enough, need you to do it" he smiled, his top already off. "your fingers are not big enough, darling?" he purred "n-no.. yours are much bigger.. need it.."

"if you say so"

he was quick to place two fingers inside to stretch your gummy walls earning a wanton moan from your lips, his hands grabbing two tits in one hand that showcased how big his hands are. he whispers sweet praises into your ear that went his fingers went to flicked your clit, you were already having an orgasm

"my sweet girl. you think you can handle more?" he asked gently, nudging the mushroom of his cockhead at your salivating pussy. "yes please..." you asked oh so sweetly, he'd be a horrible person to decline.

He inserted slowly, enjoying how your small body clung on him as you scratched his back with pleasure. making small thrusts, he took one boob in his mouth as you squeezed your eyes tight "ah.. so... bignnh" you slurred as his tongue lapped on your nipple "but you can take it right? take everything, sweetheart" you panted as he kept pushing inside, venturing to places so deep inside you. your breathing hitched when you finally felt his hip and his balls against your ass. "toshi,, please.., fuck m-" you screamed as he thrusted violently as he panted "damn it.. so tight," he muttered under his breath as you moaned his name. "gotta make sure i fuck you daily, get this hole loose" he grunted as he pressed you down the bed. he easily lifts you as you lay sideways and uses your arms as levers to thrust in deeper. "o-oh.. fuck.." you were getting dizzier as he thrusts with force and nibbles on your earlobe. "i'm gonna cum.. fuck, fucking look at you.. so pretty, so small. fuck!" cum spurted inside you as you lay down feeling already full.

"you didn't think we're finished did you?"

how delicious it is seeing the slight bulge of his cock inside of your stomach makes him groan at how small you are compared to him, so small and vulnerable. so easy to just toss you around and use like a doll. "yeah.. one more.." he coaxed you into another orgasm, you were drooling on the bed sheets "t-toshi.. so full.." you mumbled, feeling stuffed and filled to the brim with how much he has came inside you.

he pulls you up, his chest on your back as he used your arms as support, thrusting inside you in a slow and sensual pace "shit.." his american accent came out "you feel too good, darling.. need to fill you everyday, would you want that?" he whispered againts your ear as you moaned, feeling lightheaded and full of pleasure. "yes.. everyday.. mmh.." your tits bounced as sweat and saliva coated your skin and his. he groaned again and came with a shiver, thrusting his cum slowly into your weeping pussy. you collapsed on the body and twitched, cum oozing out frok your exhausted pussy.

again, toshinori is fascinated to see such a small body is able to keep in so much cum.

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nvoirs · 1 year

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maybe just cute and giggly sex with re2 leon please?🥹 cus im so soft for re2 leon fr i have another heart just for him. (also love!!!! your writing!!!❤️)

HELLO?? THIS IS SO CUTE! Love you to anon ♡

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Lazy days with Leon were your absolute favourite. Just lying on the couch cuddled up watching some cooking show and pointing at the dish being made telling Leon you guys should try making it yourselves. His hands slipped under your loose fitted t-shirt cupping your soft breasts and massaging them. You let out a warble moan followed by a giggle as you felt Leon leave a smatter of kisses on your sensitive neck as he pressed himself into your back.

“Leon stop- you know I'm ticklish there!” Thrashing around your giggles increased in volume, a few stray tears left your eyes from the intense tickling session.

A short gasp released itself from deep within your throat when you felt Leon squeeze your nipples.

“So sensitive.” He whispered into your ear seductively. You couldn't take him seriously and burst out laughing.

“No way Leon Kennedy does it again with the dirty talk.” He gawked at you looking offended, “But it worked didn't it?” You hummed picking yourself up off the coach, smoothing your ruffled t-shirt down.

“It would work better on my nice soft bed.” He rolled his eyes, “You mean our bed.”

“Hey! I literally sleep on it more than you.” You clicked your fingers in his face as you sauntered to your shared bedroom. Leon followed in suit, plonking his body on the mattress beside you, his hand resting underneath his chin admiring you. The infatuation he held of you was high, you always looked so ravishing in his eyes that he hadn’t even realised your consistent blabbering.

“Leon, are you even listening to me? You're looking at me like I’m candy.” you chuckled, twirling a piece of hair around your index finger, you weren’t even doing anything remotely seductive but Leon couldn’t help himself.

“You're my candy.” his luminous eyes seemed to shimmer brighter as he crawled on top of you, caging you between his broad, muscular arms.

“You seriously get me so worked up, I’m fucking hard it’s your fault.”

Momentarily gasping you clutched a hand to your beating heart.

“My fault? How rude but maybe I could help.” You purred pushing his heavy arm aside, and sliding out from beneath him. He looked at you quizzically but he figured out pretty quick what you wanted.

A flurry of clothes is what you could describe what happened next. Not that you were even wearing much, no wonder Leon was turned on by your skimpy shorts and thin t-shirt. Your nipples poking through ought to bring you shame, but you just loved the way Leon couldn't control himself.

You slid yourself onto his throbbing cock, and you both exhaled from the divine pleasure you both felt.

“So tight, your always so tight.” Leon squinted observing the view in front of him. Your naked back was on display, the golden chain of the anniversary gift Leon gifted you clear in view. He could see your front side in the wardrobe mirror and it did things to him.

Lips all puffy and swollen from consistent making out, markings adorned your skin reddish and purple combined. He had matching ones on his collarbone, and he chuckled when he thought about you begging to mark him up.

“I'd start moving if I were you.” He squeezed the flesh of your backside making you jolt upwards. "Or do you need a little help doll?”

“Doll? since when have you ever called me that.” You chided. “Leon I wanna see your face, I can't see it.” You pouted.

“Fine, but turn around without getting of baby.” Shocks ran through your body, and you let out a wanton moan fall passed your o shaped lips as you slowly turned to see Leon.

“Welcome home.” He said rolling his eyes.

“Thanks.” Without warning you began to bounce a top of him, causing him to release a string of curses squishing the flesh of your hips between his skilled fingers.

“Hmm yeah, can you not go faster?”

You scoffed glaring at him before pinching his cheek.

“You'll cum in a matter of seconds if I do.” You grinned, grinding yourself against his fat cock as it twitched inside of you.

“Sorry, but your such a stuck up princess.” He groaned, he grabbed you by the waist and began to push you down on him faster reaching so deep inside of you he was surely touching your cervix.

“F-fuck Leon.” Your hand dropped from his shoulders, as he continued his rapid actions your eyes rolling to the back of your skull.

“Doesn't matter how fast fuck- I cum, It's going to be inside you regardless baby.”

You smiled at those words, your mouth opening and closing but no words flowing through.

“Gonna cum, doll?” You smirked at the new found petname, but nodded vigoursly.

“Cum for me then, C'mon now I know you can do it.” A particulary load moan erruputed from the midst of your throat. Choked sobs of Leon's name emmiting between your plush lips as you came all over him.

“That's a good girl, now my turn now.”

He pushed you onto your back, the welcoming softness of the pillows helping you come down from the euphoric high.

Your legs shook as Leon continously rutted inside of you taking the lead.

“Leon! S'to much.” You wailed, he grabbed your left hand intertwining his fingers between yours before swiftly placing a sweet kiss on you thigh before carrying on.

“I know baby, I know but I'm just so darn close just a little more please?” His whines had your heart melting, as you squeezed his hand comfortingly.

He got the message as he lifted your legs penetrating impossibly deeper inside of you. Releasing his warm load deep inside he allowed your legs to slip out of his hands, both of your panting and raspy breathing mixed together as he slowly pulled out watching his seed ooze out of your clenched pussy.

Pushing it back in with his fingers your small mewls made him utterly full with pride as he layed down beside your naked body. Trailing a finger upon your shoulder blade and dragging it down to reach your puckered lips.

You turned onto your side, your noses touching as you softly giggled warming Leon's heart.

“So cute.” He wrapped his arms around you, laying his head between your tits making you squeak.

“Leon!”

“What? They make great pillows.”

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kikarouflames · 2 months

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♡Gloves on♡

❗Minors Do Not Interact ❗

Levi x f! Reader Smut

A/N: I am so fricking late for this sorry but please enjoy it anyways

Tags: glove fucking, fingering, rough sex, ass slapping, daddy kink, Suit sex, NSFW, actor!Levi, Shameless Smut

You look at the empty mug in your hand, then put it aside. It's late, I wonder if he is too busy with work today, thinking that and getting up to put the mug in the sink. You're wearing one of his oversized t-shirt with nothing but panties underneath.

The sound of the door creaking open catches your attention, he is home. He must be tired, you think worried about Levi and his bad habit of overworking, turning around and reaching the door, the sight that graces your eyes has your jaw dropping and mind in roaring thoughts of lust.

It's Levi in a black suit with a black shirt underneath clearly very expensive and matching tight black gloves, that suit goes too well with his pale complexion, he looks beyond the most beautiful and perfect thing ever, you can't do anything but check him up from top to bottom standing in there almost comically.

He looks at you and smirks, "you like what you're looking at, darling" his velvet deep low voice snaps the lustful thoughts while fueling more. Red color taints your cheeks as you respond ," well you do look really good, you are all dressed up what's the occasion, baby?"

He doesn't answer just yet instead he closes in the distance between the two of you, grabbing your waist with the gloved hand pulling you in, your heart skips a beat and then he catches your chin with another gloved hand to tilt you head back and meet your lips with his own, soon wrapping your tongue with his and kissing you breathless. His cologne smells so good, and the moment vanishes any thoughts in your head.

"It was for a photo shoot, the suit looked too good so I bought it" he answers pulling away but in hands remains where they were, you respond looking in his gray eyes, "oh, I can't wait to see the photos from the shoot babe"

He smirks, leans in again and whispers in your ears, "there is another reason" his hand travels from your waist to your ass as he starts feeling your butt through his gloves, the tight cloth feels good against your skin, he continues, "I had a feeling you would enjoy this look", you chuckle lightly, as you whisper back, " you wanted to fuck me in this suit" you put the hands on his chest feeling the fabric of his black suit as you pull away to look at him straight in those grays and say,"well then fuck me, daddy".

His eyes darkens with pure lust and need for you as his smirks grows wider, your thoughts get fuelled with fiery lust that spread heat across your body. Levi picks you up in a hurry and heads towards the bedroom, the fabric of his gloves feels nice against your thighs and you can only imagine how amazing those gloves will feel inside you.

He throws you on the soft mattress of your bed and then reaches to tower over you, he looks so desirable and ripe like the most delicious fruit from this view as you take in his suit clad form, you don't just wanna get a taste, you want to devour him and let him devour you as well.

He brings his gloved hand to his mouth as he tries to pry his glove off, as hot as the sight is you want those beautiful slender yet strong hands covered with tight gloves in your heated wet insides, so you get up and grab his wrist to stop him, he raises his eyebrow confused but you look at his handsomely confused features as you smirk and say seductively, "fuck me with those gloves on, daddy".

Understanding spreads on his features and he brings his gloved hand to your mouth, speaking in a voice that melts your senses, "whatever you want baby, I am all yours". The statement awakens another roar of lust inside you, you look at him with pleased and pleading eyes as you take two of his fabric covered fingers inside your mouth, even the bitter taste of the gloves is sweet in this moment. The increasing lust and heat between the two of you as you suck his gloved fingers with devotion and obsession, so hungry for him. He watches you with his patience thinning rapidly.

He takes his gloved two fingers out of your mouth, the saliva coats it's fabric. Pleased he says deeply, lowly, "good girl" and the next thing you know is your naked back is on the mattress , the oversized t-shirt and panties are on the floor and both your hands pinned by by his one gloved hand. He looks at you from above with a single thought in his mind to devour and claim every piece of you and reaches the same gloved hand you sucked and teases your pulsing folds moves his two finger up and down your slit and press and plays with your slit, the texture fabric of the glove on your sensitive skin leaves you whimpering mess in seconds.

He finally plunges his fingers deeply inside your fold pulling a shamelessly loud moan from you. He moves it inside of you with a unforgiving pace, rubbing the gloved fingers against the sensitive flesh as your walls clenches around it, the moans from you fuel the speed of his pace he covers your moaning mouth with his and embraces you in a hungry kiss as he continues to pleasure and torture your walls. His hold on your hands doesn't loose, your mind can't think of anything but feel the blissful burn of gloved fingers in your walls and moan Levi's name in need.

You need his length inside now the hand isn't enough to quench your thirst. "Daddy, please" you manage to say in a voice broken by lust, his panting and deep voice echoes back to your ears, "tell me what you want, baby" as he kisses and feasts on your neck, "tell me what you want me to do, darling" he says again as he presses down deep inside you rough, you have to muffle a loud moan.

"I want your cock, inside me, right now" you manage to say in middle of whimpers.

He kisses you breathless again as removes his gloved fingers, you sigh into the kiss at the loss of his touch.

He pulls away from you reluctantly as he let's go of your wrists and unbuttons his black shirt revealing his well built abs and muscles, towering above you he looks like a god that you would gladly workship in every way, but he doesn't completely undress as he had planned to fuck you in a suit. He unbuckles his belt and undresses his dress pants to take out his pretty cock, hard and flush. You look at it like a starved animal so hungry and needy, your folds wets at the sight then he takes out a condom from his suit's pocket, tear the wrapper with his teeth and puts it on, He looks hot doing that.

"Since you have been such a good girl, daddy will reward you" he whispers deeply, seductively. You can't help but moan lightly at those words, you whisper back, "yes , I am your good girl, please give me your cock, daddy" need glazes your voice.

He smirks down at you and reaches down to flip you on your stomach roughly, you whimper lightly, he grabs your hips and brings them to his cock, you muffle your need as you feel it's length rubbing your folds. He massages your ass with his gloved hand, oh you love the feel of it, and then he slaps your ass cheeks, not too hard but the sudden delicious burn of the glove's fabric against your skin made you yelp against the pillow he knows that you love it when he slaps your ass, his cock still teasing your watering folds. His other hand reaches to grab your chin to turn your head towards him, his eyes meet yours. They are dark stormy gray, swirling with lust and so ready to rattle your insides in thundering thrills of love making.

He slaps your cheeks harder, you moan and he asks, "Are you ready to take my cock, baby?" his velvet voice rains you with heat, "yes I am so ready, please give it to me already-" he pushes his head in and you moan at the sudden intrusion your insides clenches around him, he groans, "so needy for daddy, aren't you?" You moan back, "Yes". He slaps your ass again and finally pushes his length inside you heated wet wall as you both groan and let let go of your chin to grab both of your wrists roughly the burning feeling of gloved hand on your ass and now wrists as feeling his hot cock moving slowly, flirting with your insides drives you crazy.

He suddenly pulls your wrists and slams his cock deep into your folds, your eyes blow open and a loud moan leaves you, the sound encourages him and he moves with a impactful pace pulling out moans after moans from your lips, your face digging in the pillow muffling your moans as he rattles your inside, he bites his lips groans "Fuck, you feel so good baby, always so good at taking daddy's cock" relishing at the praise and his groans.

He thrusts harder using your wrists as leverage, his cock hitting your sweet spot mercilessly, the sounds of your love making echoes, swirling around the the two of you, he reaches down placing kissing on your neck and shoulder as his gloved hand roams and massage your body not slowing his passionate pace. He captures your moaning lips with his, he kisses you so feverishly, slipping his tongue inside to devour your mouth. You feel so good, the pleasure of it all takes you to what might be deemed paradise. The pleasure peaks as you feel his cock hit your sweet spot and you come down with a moan, he slows down his pace for you to catch your breath he sucks and bites your neck, " fuck, I am close too baby" his pace grows out of order soon he comes with a moan. Your knees give out and you fall on the bed almost lifeless but your head feels like it's in heaven.

He kisses you deeply and pecks you face taking his cock out and pulls away from you, you're already longing for the lost warmth again. He throws the wasted condem away strips down completely, from the corner of your glazed eyes you admire his well packed muscled body as he pulls you in close again, hugs and cuddles you and kisses your hairs and says in voice so gentle and soothing, "you're so amazing, I love you", the words are enough to steal your breath every rare time he says it , you turn and cuddle him back and look up to him with a smile, sofly replying back, "I love you too".

He looks at you with gray eyes as soft and gentle as sweet petrichor scented shower. He again pulls you in a sweet, loving and slow kiss. The two of you drift into a sleep after the night of love making, the warmth that radiates between the two cuddled bodies is enough fuel to make you feel alive.

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-`♡´ - APARTMENT 143

pairing -> lee minho x fem reader

synopsis -> after a bad breakup, y/n needs to find a new place to live. although she's grateful for her best friend, up-and-coming model hwang hyunjin, for letting her stay at his, she can't keep living with him and his model roommates. so when an opening for somewhere nearby with cheap rent opens up, she jumps on it, despite knowing next to nothing about the 3 other tenants, only that one owns 3 cats. the three quickly learn of her breakup, determined to help get her back on her feet. but what happens when one of them begins to develop feelings?

warnings -> general, feelings of anxiety, punches r thrown

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CHAPTER FIVE -> BAD BITCH ENERGY (partially written! wc:722)

"Actually, I can't do this!" You exclaim, anxiety gnawing at your lungs as you get closer to your home.

"Yes, you can." Minho drives on, not sparing a glance in your direction.

Sooner than you hoped, you're there, staring at the pale yellow door through the passenger side window of Minho's car. The house looks no different than when you left, only you can see your flowers drooping slightly in the window. Although you'd only been gone less than a week, it felt like a million years. This place was no longer your home; you didn't know if you had one anymore.

"Just- can we stay parked here for a second?" You try to squash the tight feeling in your throat, constricting your words to a whisper. "I'm not ready."

"No offence, but I don't really wanna waste my gas sitting here all day-"

"Yeah, and that thing I left for you was actually kind of important-" Beomgyu chips in.

"I basically stood someone up for you, so you better not chicken out-" Han gives you a pointed look.

They all stare at you and you have to look away, hide the tears welling in your eyes. You're going to disappoint them if you don't go, just like you disappointed Seonghwa, just like you always do. You never should have asked them, never should have burdened them with this-

"Hey." Minho shifts his body to face you better and you glance over, eyes falling to your hands. "How about we come with you? Would that make it better? Easier?"

You look up at his question, tears now threatening to spill over. "Yes, please."

"Shit, she's gonna cry again!" Beomgyu laughed uncomfortably. "Y/n, c'mon, it'll be okay, don't worry! You've got us. Now, wipe your eyes and let's go. Can't have your ex seeing you this distraught over him, can we?"

"Bad bitch energy," you say in a broken voice, words NingNing has tried to engrave into your very brain over the years.

"Bad bi-" Han waves a hand in the air. "Yeah, sure, whatever you say."

You wipe your eyes, trying to muster every bit of strength you have to see him, placing a hand on the door handle. A wave of fear washes over you again when you start to push it open, the boys following suit.

But then you slam it shut.

Han groans loudly and sits back down, Beomgyu and Minho doing the same.

"What happened?" Han asks, exasperated. "Where's the bad bitch energy or whatever?"

"I'm sorry!" You can't look at them. "I'm sorry. I can't-"

"Enough with the 'I cant's' because yes, you can." Minho turns his whole body to you again, grabbing your chin with two fingers, and making you look at him. "He broke your heart. He hurt you. So, yes, you can go in there, reclaim your things, and never have to see him again. There's no reason for you to even think about him after this." He can tell you're not fully convinced. "How did it feel to see him with the other woman?"

"It felt like my heart shattered into a million pieces," you say. Minho opens his mouth, but you continue on. "Then he took those pieces, ground them up into a fine powder, and scattered them to the edges of the Earth where I'll never find them again. It felt like the ultimate betrayal because I knew I gave him everything and trusted him, but he clearly didn't do the same. Or even close."

You sit up straighter, squaring your shoulders.

"Yes, there, that's it." Minho smirks, eyes widening ever so slightly.

"And the way he thought I'd be the one cheating?" You're anger flares, skin heating up. "As if I didn't tell him how much I loved him daily? As if I wouldn't be too busy working on something that I was proud of that he didn't even let me talk about because, 'oh, honey, we both know your career isn't going any further'."

Anger leads you out of the car and to the front door before you can register your feet moving, pounding a fist on the door when the spare key is nowhere to be found, mumbling every wrongdoing he's committed.

You are furious.

And your hand moves on its own when Seonghwa opens the door.

notes -> do NAWT mess w miss y/nnie. she WILL beat ur ass.

notes pt 2 -> didn't mean to post this! so accidental extra chapter today lmaoo

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the-californicationist · 3 months

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Good Fences (Fluffuary #11)

FEB11: First "I Love You"

You and John fell into a sort of routine. You slept at yours, or sometimes his. You shared his bathroom, and cooked in his kitchen. It was like your two apartments had become one home, and you were juggling the space, trying to figure out how to make it work.

You were just finishing up with dinner, cleaning your plates and putting them away, and he was helping you dry. He nodded to the den,

“You wanna watch your show? That one with Attenborough that you like to fall asleep to?”

He was talking about your recent obsession with the Planet Earth docu-series. It was so relaxing, listening to David Attenborough talking about birds and bats and God-knows-what. You had been on a bit of a tear with it lately, keeping it on in the background while you worked.

“Yeah,” you smiled, “Sorry I’ve been so obsessed.”

“I just like it when you doze off on me, love. Makes me feel…” he shrugged, looking for the words and coming up short, “I dunno. Makes me feel good to take care of you.”

You knew what he meant. Falling asleep in John’s arms on his big, warm sofa was strangely hypnotic. It made you feel relaxed and safe and… more than a little horny. It had led to a bit of fooling around once or twice. Moving from bedroom to bedroom had been fun, but there was something liminal about the couch. No man’s land.

After all the dishes were squared away, you grabbed the blanket and curled up with him, nesting into your favorite spot. The television was set to a low volume, and as you watched, you felt John’s hands begin to wander. He was rubbing your bare thigh. You were barely dressed, having spent all day doing chores, wearing his big tee shirt like a gown, letting the soft fabric hide your curves, but it was doing little covering now that you were seated. It had hitched up to your hips, pulled tight around your thick ass cheeks, showing off almost all of your leg to him.

You could see his hand moving under the blanket, tracing little circles up your thigh until he got closer and closer to your warm center. The documentary was playing softly in the background, but you couldn’t concentrate on anything except his deft fingers. His hand ventured higher and higher, traveling as slowly and gently as it could, until it reached its destination.

It was as if his goal was just to pleasure you, but he wasn’t looking to make you come from his ministrations, necessarily. He touched you almost languidly, driving you to the point of near insanity, writhing against him and mewling like a wounded animal.

“Bloody hell, love. Those sounds you make…” he purred under his breath, trying not to talk over the television, “Drives me mad.”

“Please, John…” All you had to do was ask, and he was your devoted servant, refocusing his attentions to draw you up over your peak.

You clutched at his chest, holding onto him for dear life as he made you fall apart. He put his forehead on yours, keeping his eyes closed, whispering to you with a deep hunger in his voice,

“Tha’s it, pretty girl. Just relax. God, I love…”

He stopped himself, but you both heard his confession. You could see him trying to backtrack, his eyes still closed but squeezed tight now, trying his best to cover up his sudden admission.

“John,” you said, and he looked straight at you, obviously still worried. But, you assuaged his fears, “I’m in love with you.”

“I’m in love with you, too,” he looked as if a huge weight had been lifted off of his shoulders, and he kissed you deeply, pulling you in to his body, making you feel as if you were one living, breathing being; like you’d never be apart.

You didn’t make it to the bed, but the couch suited you both just fine.

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cuntstroworld · 3 months

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Seduction

TW- this is a smut if you do not like reading things with sexual content please click off viewer discretion is advised :D

This story includes the following

Matting press

Spitting

Stripping/Adult entertainment

Fingering

Face fucking

Public sex

This is a Shiu Kong smut

“I need that late night Lovin"

Coming back from a successful business transaction Shiu Kong and Toji Fushiguro decided to hit one of the hottest strip clubs in Shibuya, stepping into the club the men are immediately blinded by the neon lights. Both pay for their entry, strippers immediately notice the new faces and want to grab them for their archive. Toji was snatched away by a stripper and taken into the back, Shiu walked around the club before his eye made contact with a girl who caught his eye almost automatically.

Y/n connected eye contact with Shiu ignoring all the non-paying men who tried to request her for the night, walking up to the man she got a good look at him making out his facial features in the man's face. "So, are you going to stand there and stare at me or are you going to ask me for a dance?" putting her hand on her hip Y/n gave him toothy smile before walking away, swaying her hips seductively in front of Shiu.

Watching her walk away Shiu was quickly snapped out of his trance and immediately followed behind the girl. Getting to the back of the club the music faded away, hearing multiple giggles and seeing different girls coming and going but he kept his eyes on Y/n. Opening a door the lights dim, leaving one pole in the middle of the room, and a large black sofa that wrapped around the pole. Standing in the middle of the room Y/n got up on the pole, holding onto the pole with her hand she walked around it slowly.

Smirking Shiu closed the door behind him, walking up to her she touched his face softly leaning in closer to him breathing softy on his lips, holding on the pole with both hands. Y/n laughed in his face, pulling herself away from him as she began to climb up the pole. Shiu took his seat taking off his suit jacket as he watched the girl on the pole leaning against the sofa, he undid his tie slowly as he manspreaded smiling at Y/n.

"So, tell me sweetheart. What's your name, your real name..." she smiled as she did her pole work "hmm why do you wanna know my real name?" her voice was softy like butter, He shifted in the seat paying close attention to her movements. ''For future visits sweetheart" he smiled at her pulling out a stack of money, removing the rubber band of the money he sat back throwing the one's and hundred-dollar bills at the girl.

She watched as the money fell from the ceiling, hanging on to the pole with her legs she took off her top throwing it somewhere in the room. "Hm keep throwing money and I'll give you more than just my name" His face lit up with excitement from her words “is that a proposition? Or a promise” he smirked at her word feeling a tight sensation in his pants from looking at her topless. Leaning in he put his hands together, studying her body.

Y/n felt his eyes on her burning holes in her skin, she watched as the money kept coming looking like green stars in the sky "let's start with your name instead I mean you are the one with money here" hoping off the pole she sat on his lap, wrapping her arms from his neck she looks down at his hands seeing all of the silver rings he hands on his fingers. "You like rings I see.." he spoke quietly in her ear rubbing her thigh with his harsh hands. "I have a strange addiction to unknown handsome men" he smiled at her answer , looking at her lips before looking in her eyes.

"You really wanna kiss me huh?" giggling Y/n opened her legs as she kissed his lip leaving smeared lip gloss on his, slipping his tongue in her mouth. Her tongue fought for the top spot ultimately losing to his overpowering dominance, Shiu’s hands reached out to the front of her body playfully twisting her nipples as they kissed.

Whimpering in the kiss, Y/n shivered slightly from the cold rings on his fingers. Shiu breaks the kiss and whispers into her ear “I might have to take you for myself, sweetheart, ~” he gets up pulling her legs as he gets on his knees, pulling off her panties and sticks them in his pocket. Y/n looked down at him as her cunt was now popped in his face, Shiu lips his at the sight of her “I haven't even done anything sweetheart, and you're already wet for me?” taking his thumb rubbing her clit in circular motions.

With her legs on his shoulder, she whines from the friction he applies to her clit “fuck.. I'm not even supposed to be doing this.. I can get fired” he let out a deep chuckle as he kissed her inner thighs “Don't worry about that now, what they don't know won't hurt them.” giving her some relief from the thought of being fired she nodded at his word laying back on the sofa.

Softly Shiu kissed her clit sticking two of his fingers inside her cunt, she glanced at him before laying her head back down. Sucking on her clit she moans lightly arching her back against the sofa, pumping his fingers in and out of her cunt. He sucked and swirled his tongue around her clit, hearing the sweet moans leaving the girl's mouth, Y/n whined and moan as she ran her fingers through his hair.

"Please. I'm gonna cum- faster..” Listening to her words his fingers curled inside her as he began to get sloppy eating her out, pulling his hair tighter Y/n felt her orgasm grow in the pit of her core. Moaning uncontrollably Shiu smirked at the state he had the girl in, pulling away and removing his fingers he opened up her folds looking at the mess he was creating, Y/n looked down at what he was doing wondering why he stopped.

Shiu keeps her folds open before spitting on her cunt, watching it slowly slide down inside her, smiling at her he goes back in eating her out. Pushing her legs up Shiu sticks his tongue inside her, she cries and begs him to let her cum. Y/n started to breathe heavily as her legs shook slightly in his hands. He got sloppy with her, sticking his tongue in and out of her collecting her juices. Overwhelmed by his tongue she came on his face, Shiu stood up licking his lips, and chuckled lightly at the girl.

“You look so pretty, sweetheart, and look at the mess you made. It's all over your legs.” Shiu cooed at Y/n leaning down to grab her face “I'm all sticky now..” she looked up at him sulking at the mess he made her have, Shiu unbuttoned his shirt taken it off. Y/n slowly got off the couch getting on her knees, she looked up at him biting her lip as she smiled at him “So impatient..” Shiu undid his pants pulling them down negligibly, pulling out his dick.

Looking at his size, he pulled her hair making her flinch slightly from the tug. “Open your mouth for me sweetheart” Shui was quiet yet still had a deep depth in his voice. Y/n slowly opened her mouth to Shiu, he slapped his dick on her tongue a few times before spitting in her mouth. Shoving his dick in her mouth making her gag harshly not being ready to take him in, Shiu groaned from the feeling of being in her mouth looking down at her with full cheeks.

He stroked in her mouth pulling her hair and making her look up at him as he penetrated her throat, Y/n rested her hands on her thighs hallowing out her cheeks and having a tightened grasp on him. With the sensation of Y/n sucking him off, Shiu groaned repeatedly throwing his head back slightly “shit sweetheart... You're trying to drain me already with that pretty little mouth of yours.” his praise made Y/n feel determined to make him cum.

“Fuck just like that” he started thrusting in her mouth faster moaning as his face scrunched up, slobber sticking to the sides of her mouth Y/n whined and whimpered from the sense of his dick twitching in her mouth. Grunting and breathing heavily Shiu looked up at the ceiling, eyes fluttering from his climax coming in close. Y/n was enjoying the sight of the man in his orgy, Shiu took her head and pushed his dick further down her throat.

His dick twitched before shooting a thick warm liquid into her mouth, removing his hand from her hair he pulled out, stroking himself shooting more cum into her face and breast. Swallowing his cum Y/n stood up and Shiu looked down at her, grabbing her by the neck he pulled her in close kissing them as he walked her over to the sofa pushing her back down.

“Are you on birth control?” He asked her pulling her by one of her legs, lifting them, and pushing them behind her head leaving her in a mating press. She nodded her head yes “Yes I'm on birth control.” she spoke tiredly but still loud enough for him to hear her voice. Shiu smiled at her answer as he aligned himself with her entrance, “Good. Wouldn't want any misfortunes to happen now would we sweetheart?”

She nodded her head no at his words, Shiu pushed himself inside her entrance holding her legs tighter. Y/n gripped his shoulders arching her back as she tried adjusting to his size. “Let me know when I can start..” whining as she adjusted “You can move-“ before she could even finish her sentence Shiu started thrusting inside her.

Her nails scratched at his back as she moaned louder, Grunting Shiu looked down at her. He gradually sped up loving the sound of her crying and the markings she left on his back, Y/n moaned as he picked up momentum. “Faster please..” She begged him looking into his eyes, Shiu pushed her legs back further looking at her needy face and listening to her begging he felt determined to meet her needs.

He smirked slowing down some, Y/n quickly noticed the change throwing her head back whining from his painfully slow pace “What's wrong sweetheart you look aggravated?” Shiu teased and poked fun at her as his thrust got slower “Please- please go fast I need this- please let me have this.” Y/n’s begging turned Shiu on a lot, bending down he kissed her lips a few times as he sped up.

The two moaned together moaning loudly enough for a small group of people to gather at the entrance, strippers giggled and gossiped at the sound of their colleague's Promiscuous manner. Back in the room with Y/n and Shiu, his bottom slapped against her thighs. The sounds of her cunt made vulgar noises, mixing in with the moans they made together. Y/n felt the rise of her climax in the pit of her stomach.

“I'm so close, and I don't even know what you're name is... And you don't even know mine” Her vision blurred as she talked, Shiu smiled at her before his dick twitched and throbbed inside her walls. She mentioned the fact she didn't know his name, leaning down Shiu whispered something in her ear, repeating what he said “Shiu Kong…” The way his name rolled off her tongue made him throb more leaving deep strokes inside of Y/n, applying pressure on her spot.

Squeezing his shoulders she came on his dick from her area being pressed severely, a few minutes after Shui came inside her. Pulling out he looked down at her grinning at the mess he made, she felt his cum leak out of her. Shiu put on his clothes, tied his tie, and buttoned his shirt.

Pulling out his notepad and pen, he wrote down his name and number setting it on her chest “Call me sweetheart” Y/n picked up the number and looked at him weekly nodding. “My name is Y/n.” he smiled at her name repeating it a few times “Y/n, Y/n, Y/n” he threw two stacks of money beside Y/n before leaving the girl to sit in the private section, opening the door to the small group of women who listened attentively at the door moved quickly away from the door getting back to work.

Shiu made his way back to the front of the strip as we patiently waited for Toji to finish, pulling out a carton of cigarettes as he waited.

#anime #headcanon #manga #jjk manga #jjk headcanons #jjk smut #jjk x reader #black tumblr #black reader #toji fushiguro #jjk toji #jjk x you #jjk fanfic #shiu kong #shiu x reader #shiu smut #shiutoji #jjk shiu

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imyourbratzdoll · 4 months

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𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒂 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓

🍓the strawberry shack masterlist🍓

summary - john has been stressed while on the road, hiding from the supernatural wasn't the easiest job, but thankfully a certain sign caught his eye.

warning - smut, being used, gloryhole, swearing, creampie.

18+ only please, the gif and headers I use aren't mine.

Warnings and Reminders - Please do not plagiarise, copy, repost/republish, adapt, or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third-party sites. The only platforms I post my work on are: Tumblr and Wattpad. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel etc.) All my works are fiction and may be dark or triggering content: READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING.

John had been on the road for a long time now and he was in some desperate need of release. At first, he thought he needed it through a hunt, but after killing a nest of vampires, he could still feel that pent up frustration. It was gnawing at him, he had fucked his fist, not wanting to bother with finding a woman and still it didn’t work. Not until he finally came across a flashing sign that read ‘The Strawberry Shack’, something pulling him towards it.

He parks his car, turning it off before he gets out, checking his surroundings before he enters the building. John checks for anything weird or supernatural as he walks up to the front desk. “Hiya sugar. What can I do you for?”

He stares for a while, “I heard this is the place for release?” The woman nods.

“What kinda release you looking for? We got oral or…” Before she can finish her sentence, John slams his money down. Something coming over him as he hears this.

“The second option.” She directs him to which door he needs to go through and with determination, John storms toward that area. Making his way through the door and surveying the room before he sets his sights on you and makes his way over. He feels his pants tighten as his cock strains against them, groaning, John quickly unzips his jeans and takes out his throbbing member. “Hey, sweetheart. I’m just going to use you for a bit if that’s okay.”

You whimper, feeling your cunt throb from his voice and his words. “Uh huh, use me please.”

The moment those words slip from your lips, John lines himself up against you. Pushing in slowly with a groan, feeling your tight walls squeeze around him. “Fuck, sweetheart. You feel amazing.” The sound of slapping fills the room as John begins to pound into you, gripping your hips as he uses your body as promised. Your juices leak from your tight hole, coating his cock and your thighs. “That’s my good girl.”

You moan, gripping the soft bench underneath you, you bury your face into the pillow, practically drooling as John continues to fuck you, pounding into your g-spot like there’s no tomorrow. Your head flies back as your arse stings, John’s hand moves away after slapping your cheeks and watching your arse ripple.

“Don’t hide those pretty sounds, sweetheart. I wanna hear you.” His hands grip your hips again, going harder and faster if that’s even possible. You moan freely and loudly, not being able to see the smirk on the man’s face. “Good girl, such pretty sounds. Are they all for me?” He grunts, slowing his thrusts as he watches his cock slide in and out of you, white coating his base.

“Yes, yes! All for you!” John groans, hips snapping as he slams his cock deep inside of you, fucking you until he feels his balls tighten and his tip twitch. Your walls squeeze him as hot cum spurts out of his thick tip, coating your walls. You follow suit, juices squirting out, covering him. “Ahh!”

John gently pulls out, watching his cum leak out of you, he tucks his softened cock back into his jeans and zips himself up. The tension has finally left his body and he doesn’t feel so frustrated anymore. “Thanks for that, sweetheart. Maybe I’ll see you next time.” He gives your arse a light tap before leaving, keeping the mental image of his cum leaking out in his head as he heads back to his car and drives off.

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eternalsdiary · 4 months

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#HOW MUCH HE LOVES TOUCHING YOU.

pairing: Kento Nanami x Reader

tags: smut, lovers, talks of sexual acts

He loves the feeling of you. His hands roaming your body slowly, sending chills down your spine when his hands touch places no one can see except for him. “Like when I touch you love?” He whispers in your ear as his finger glides up your folds.

You whine for him, his smile widening when you beg for him to fuck you stupid. “Please Kento, wanna feel you…!” His fingers now impaling you at a rapid speed. “Cum around my fingers first, then I’ll give you a reward.”

When he finally feels your essence gushing out of you, he removes his fingers and makes you suck on them. “Good girl, so good f’me love.” He smile never faltering, his suit pants so tight, something that has you drooling. “Gonna be a good girl and take it love?” He asks as he unbuttons his shirt, letting his big toned chest out for you to see, spreading your legs wide and forcing your knees to your shoulders.

His hands roaming your body, caressing and squeezing your breasts in between his fingers, as he pistons into you, your mouth wide open in an O shape as you feel him deep within. “Oh fuck… feel so good around me pretty, so tight f’me.” And all you can do is whine as he places a hand on your stomach to feel how deep he is within your core.

He touches your neck, holds your hands, squeezes your hips to piston further into you. “Gonna cum, gonna fuck-..” His hips speeding up, your sopping cunt squeezing him tighter as you finally feel the knot in your stomach coming apart. Your legs shaking, him kissing your ankles as you leave a ring around the base of his cock.

His hips faltering as he paints your walls white with his own release. Laying over you, kissing your face and caressing your legs that are settled on his shoulders. Catching his breath and staring at you lovingly while you cock warm him. “Thank you pretty.” He says while kissing your cheek.

He loves the feeling of you.

an: idk what came over me 🧍‍♀️

@sorrowsblogworld @sorrowsideas @lustingbones

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strwbwoo · 8 months

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bunny

cw : konig x reader , smut , profanity , hair pulling , semi public sex , raw penetration (dont do it) ; pet names (sweet cakes , baby , kitten , hun , bunny , little girl , sweat heart , pretty girl) orgasm denial (once) , brat reader, degradation kink.. , begging , thigh fucking , alot of dirty talk , dumbifacation.. , exes to.. hook up , .7k (i got lazy)

an : this is dedicated to my friend ; i dont know much about this man (konig) but hot mask rigtht?

going to a halloween party yet konig was the last person youd think you would see. his eyes lazily open behind his cloth mask, his mysterious aura strangely turns on anybody, even if you dated that dick for 3 months,

“hey sweet cakes, didnt expect you here..” he chuckles but you scoff, “ditto.” attitude evident in your tone. “talking back to me kitten? that isnt like you” you roll your eyes, “tsk we over konig remember? im not your kitten” you grumble and he grumbles back, “ watch yer mouth, remember who yer talking to baby?” ugh youve learned to hate how he says endearing words.

or have you? cramped in the small half bathroom of the party, halloween decor over the mirror, regular bulb replaced with dark red led lights. where your body suit was supposed to cover your cunnie was placed to the side, exposing your slit to the cold air

“wanna think abt what you said princess?” thrusting hard with every word, only moans fall out of your slut mouth “hm? baby got nothing in her head?” knocking he seasons special pumpkin scented soap off the counter, “i didnt do an- anything wrong..”

“aww such a klutz, tsk cant do anything right can you?” gripping the back of your hair; close to your scalp, forcing you to look in the mirror in front of you, “look at you, youre pathetic baby…” its not fair that he knew what your body needed, “just admit it baby, then i can take care of you..” his voice hinted with sincerity but when could you ever tell if it was genuine or not

“please kon.. “ an old nickname you gave him while dating, “fuck- tell me what you need kitten..or should i say bunny?” he snickered; squeezing the cotton fluff on the butt of your body suit but your headband was nowhere to be found. you mewl so desperately- so bunny like, “i- i need you..” only to whine sliding his dick all the way out, clenching on nothing until he bottoms out again, not giving you time to adjust, “fuck baby, yer so wet” he chuckles

“cant help it.. feels good..” not meaning to boost his ego, “yea? whos making you feel good bunny?” such a douche one of the things why you broke it off with him, “..kon- konig..” barely mumbling, “say it baby”

but you keep mumbling, embarrassed. why? maybe bc your pathetic letting your jerk ex fuck you? or maybe that people will hear you beg for your lousy ex that you talk shit about.. i dunno girl

he halts his thrusts, “cmon hun” fuck right when you were about to cum, “plea- please..” tippy toeing as much as your heels allowed while attempting to thrust back into him before he tightens his hold on you preventing movement.

“konig! fuck konig please- need to cum! let me cum” you cant tell by the way his eyes squint he wears that smug smirk that you only got to see while dating, “really little girl? you want me to fuck you?” egging you on, “yes konig! fuck me goddamn it!” he clicks his tongue but allows it, “okay baby” he sings as he slips all but the tip of his dick out and slams back into your cunt causing you to yelp

“f-fuck sweatheart, yer hugging me like a glove” but you couldnt hear him over the skin slapping and that brain numbing dick is all you can focus on. “ t-too big” you whine, “slow down k-konig” feeding into his ego and his balls slapping on your clit adding to your pleasure

“s’okay you can take all it baby” even though he can your tight cunt slowing down his thrusts “f-fuck” he pants again, he can feel his balls tighten; about to cum. “jus loosen up baby” his right hand crawling to your clit and rubbing harsh circles,

rambling,“mm- fuck kon! m’ gonna cum!” he chuckles like bastard even now, “me too pretty girl” leaned forward, groaning in your ear. you can also see the sweat collecting on his mask, “cmon pretty make a mess..” and that you do, milking him for all hes worth, “f-fuck” pulling out right before his cum spurts on the back of yer body suit.

#konig x reader #konig imagine #konig mw2 #konig smut #konig x you #konig #konig cod #konig headcanons #konig call of duty #konig modern warfare

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lunarduty · 4 months

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Love your stories, they are so good 💜💜💜

Could I request Delay with Graves please? Thank you

𝙆𝙄𝙇𝙇 𝙈𝙔 𝙄𝙉𝘿𝙐𝙇𝙂𝙀𝙉𝘾𝙀𝙎

☾ graves doesn't want to be late for his hearing. | [ DELAY ] one muse is trying to get ready to go somewhere while the other keeps kissing them and unbutton/unzipping their clothes. PHILLIP GRAVES X F!READER TAGS | female reader WC | 764

“you’re not even expected to be there for another hour. that’s plenty of time…”

“on time is late, darlin’. gotta make a good impression on the first day of proceedings, right?”

a valid reason for phillip to gently pull your hands away from the buttons of his shirt, yet the cocky half-smirk he wore told you he enjoyed it a little too much. and as you pout, he doesn’t offer so much as a peck on the lips as a consolation - as if REVELING in the fact that you’ve been needy today and he’s able to shake off any arousal of his own just to keep the upper hand. phillip moves around you with a wink, walking back into the closet to pick out a tie. making a big show of letting his fingers drag over the silky fabric, knowing that your eyes followed him in.

it was hardly your fault. seeing him in his gear, while still ridiculously hot, had lost a lot of its power over time (mostly phillip’s fault, since he loved to the fuck you in it). but a suit? you could count the number of times he’d worn it on one hand, so seeing the stark white of his shirt stretch over his shoulders and tucked against his trim waist was still unfamiliar. still EXCITING to see.

but today was important, that much was true. so you pulled your gaze away, leaving phillip to pick his tie while you returned to your own routine. he didn’t need to try very hard to look good, but you wanted to make sure you reflected well on him.

that unfortunately meant leaving the fucking for after court and instead trying to busy yourself on making your hair look decent.

“hey, what’ya think? red or gray?”

out from the side of the mirror, phillip appeared holding both colored ties with a tilted head. a shrug rocks your shoulders - a nonchalant response despite the sudden tightness in your chest. trying to seem more interested in taming flyaways than in phillip himself.

but he notices right away. he always does. that’s why his smirk reappears as he comes closer, like a lion stalking his prey. eyes glued on your face through the mirror while looming over your shoulder like an overbearing shadow. “ignorin’ me now? ‘cause you can’t get your way?”

“no,” you reply with a clipped voice, “don’t wanna be on time, right?”

a short hum vibrates in phillip’s chest, and you almost feel it against your back. “then help me pick a tie, sweetie. you know how much i VALUE your input.” he says it with a taste of sarcasm on his tongue, but before you can feel defensive about it, two of his fingers wrap around your upper arm. easily spinning you to face him and lifting the ties so you can see.

but honestly, it’s his eyes that catch your focus. dark and warm and hard.

“so red? or gray?”

“...red, alright? gray will make you look older.”

“was that so hard? now, be a good girl and tie it for me. you always do it better than i can.”

that’s a lie, and he knows it. but when phillip drapes the red fabric around his neck, and your fingers immediately feel the heat of his body as you bring them up to take it, you can’t find it in yourself to care. he watches as you loop the silk in on itself, trying hard not to let your fingers brush against him. you fail when you tighten the knot and graze the skin of his neck.

and it wasn’t until you try to step away from phillip do you even realize that he had his hands on you - strong and UNWAVERING on your waist to keep you close, knowing you would’ve wanted to try and get some distance. “lookin’ a little flushed there, hun. need to relax. can’t have you so wound up in front the judges - gonna make me look bad.”

his hands start to wander. finding the zipper of your dress and slowly, achingly, pulling it down just half an inch before he leans in. his breath is hot and wet and smells of cinnamon toothpaste and there’s nothing you want more than to taste it.

but just before phillip can reach your lips, you pull your head back. fingers uncurling from the perfect white of his shirt before they can leave wrinkles. “you’re gonna mess up my lipstick,” you breathe out - this time, it’s you who smirks when you feel him panting, “and we’re gonna be late.”

#call of duty x reader #cod fanfic #cod x reader #phillip graves x reader #phillip graves x you

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makeyoumine69 · 1 year

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OMG this is my first time requesting ever, but i absolutely love your work, I've read all of the more than once

would you be able to do a patrickxsubmissive reader with some thigh riding, begging and crying??

Hello! Aww, thank you so much for all of your sweet words and your request, I hope you like it! 🖤🖤🖤

Your pitiful whimpering was the sweetest thing Patrick ever heard as you rubbed against his thigh, all exposed and so damn wet, while he was dressed in his Valentino suit, his pants getting damp with every move of your slit against them.

"Daddy, mmmm…Daddy, p-please! Can I c-cum?" Trembling, you begged him, your hands wrapped tightly around his shoulders as you hid yourself in the nape of his neck so he couldn't see your embarrassed face.

"Not yet, babydoll," Bateman smacked your ass before grabbing your buttocks and spreading them apart. "Such a needy slut, you should see yourself."

"Ahh!" you moaned loudly into his ear, leaving him no choice but to slap your butt again, forcing your whole body to tense like a spring. "I'm s-so close, a-aww! It hurts, Daddy!"

"Ask me nicely, girl," he chuckled, looping his brawny arms around your waist, forcing you to speed up and increase the friction. "Fuck, what a mess you made! Your little pussy is begging to be fucked really hard!"

"Ahh-please, please, please! I wanna cum, Daddy, mmm-please!"

Damn, every time your oversensitive bud touched the expensive fabric of his pants, you literally saw stars, feeling all of your insides twitch in bliss as you balanced on the edge.

It was definitely some kind of torture.

"Shit, next time I'll film us for sure," Patrick admitted mockingly, tugging at your hair. "Are you gonna cry like a little whiny bitch if I don't let you cum, huh?"

"Mmmm, I'll d-do anything for you, Daddy!"

Gritting his teeth, Bateman squeezed your jaw hard, coaxing a breathless moan to break out from your lips. When he started to move his hips towards yours, you were on the verge of fainting, unable to control yourself from the intensity of stimulation.

"C'mon babygirl, soak my pants! Make them so fucking wet with your juices!" Patrick pulled you closer and groaned against your neck before painfully sucking on your tender skin.

"DADDY!" You almost bit your tongue as you sensed the walls of your womb begin to spasm around nothing.

With a dark grin on his perfect face, Bateman held you in his strong arms and watched as you reached your peak just by riding his thigh and this scene was absolutely mesmerising; the way you frowned and closed your eyes as you couldn't stop shaking. As much as he wanted to stick his finger inside your feverish cunt to feel how intensely you were clenching, Patrick stopped himself because he was about to fuck that tight little hole anyway.

#american psycho #patrick bateman x reader #patrick bateman imagine #patrick bateman #patrick bateman x female reader #patrick bateman x you #slasher x reader #slashers x reader #slasher x you #slasher smut #patrick bateman smut #patrick bateman headcanon #christian bale smut #christian bale x reader #patrick bateman reader #christian bale #patrick bateman imagines

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vktrsnclr · 8 months

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Secreto De Amor (r18+)

pairing: Miguel O'hara x mistress f reader ft. Gabriel O'Hara

contents: p in v, oral (m receiver), hair pulling, unprotected sex, humiliation, domination/submission, !!cheating!!

word count: 1,212 words

MASTERLIST

"Shit daddy I'm gonna cum!" You whimpered weakly as Miguel brutally pounds your pussy in a missionary position. His hand is gripping on your neck and the other is rubbing on your clit.

"Don't cum yet... I'm not done with you." He flips your body over in a doggy position then puts back his thick and girthy cock on your tiny leaking hole.

"You're such a good whore, taking it submissively." He praises you and pins your head onto the bed while he thrusts sharply. "But you're not cumming unless I told you to." Miguel is panting but he doesn't seem to be giving up any moment. Your body is covered in sweat, spit and cum. Especially your face. You can't help but scream, moan and form incoherent noises along with the clapping noises from his hips to your ass inside the hotel room. Your mind is completely blank from taking his dick that fills your walls of flesh.

"You wanna cum?" Miguel slows down his pace and whispers behind your back, his hot breath brushing against your neck. "Yes yes yes!" A weak, slutty, high pitched voice escaped your mouth.

He scoffs before answering. "Of course you do you fucking slut. Beg for it." Miguel continues to tease you by gently thrusting.

"Please daddy I.. I wanna cum again please." You look behind and pleads.

"Nah, not convincing enough." He shakes his head no and then spanks your ass.

Desperately, you begged once again but this time it's much more pathetic and there's nothing he likes more than taking control of it. "Please fucking fuck me! I wanna cum so bad. You can cum inside daddy, please. I'll do anything you want." You almost cried out in frustration.

"Now that's one hell of a slut." His upper lip curled then flips you over again so he can see your face while you cum. He spits on your pussy then starts fucking roughly. He takes your thigh and takes your legs over his shoulder and his face in between.

"Who's pussy is this huh?" He breathes heavily.

"Yours daddy!" You let out a puny moan.

"Fuck fuck fuck! I'm gonna cum! Puta! I'm cumming inside! Hmm.." He continues thrusting forward, putting all of his length inside your tight little hole.

"Scream my name." He grips your titties and thrusts faster. Every stroke sends you to multiple dimensions and blanks out your entire thoughts.

"Miguel... Miguel! Ahhhh! Fuck, daddy!" The only thing that pops into your brain is his name before you reach the verge of orgasm. He then explodes his seed inside you, stirring it up a little then pulls out. Your cunt leaked of cum but he puts it back using his finger. You laid your spent body and let a moment of relief take over, his semen still warm inside.

After a minute or two, Miguel gets up and puts on his pants.

"Wait, you're just gonna leave?"

"What, did you expect me to stay?" He scoffs and puts on his suit.

"I'm taking out my wife tonight." He says and throws out a stack of hundred bills in front of you. "I'll call you when I need you." He kisses your forehead and then walks out the door.

That's what he does most times, to him, you are nothing but a pastime activity, a toy to get his manhood erect. Miguel is a married man but ever since his wife went through an accident, she couldn't satisfy his needs anymore due to PTSD. She couldn't engage in a sexual activity with him anymore so Miguel secretly takes out his sexual frustrations on you.

A month went by without a call or a single text from him. You kept on texting him, posting lewd stories and thirst traps on platforms where he follows you but he doesn't have the time to see it. That's what he usually does, fucks and go, but this time, it's different, your intuition tells you that he might call off the relationship anytime soon. So you did what every desperate mistress does, you decided to break in and follow him one night at a party that he and his wife attended.

You wore a satin dress that shows off your features, just enough to get his attention and be presentable at the same time. When you walked in, his brother Gabriel brushed on your back while holding a glass of champagne.

"If it isn't my brother's whore." He whispered on your neck.

You sighed after recognizing his voice even before facing him. "Gab."

He's the only trusted person that knows about his brother's affair. Only cause he caught you one time getting raw dogged by Miguel.

"What are you doing here chiquita? You're looking for Miguel?"

"Y-yeah... where is he?" You look away.

"Oh no mamí, you've gone desperate huh? You know his wife's here, right?" He smirks and places his hand on your chin. You look away, feeling ashamed.

Gabriel sighs and clings your arm into his. "Don't worry, I have an idea."

"What do you mean?"

"Just go with flow."

You went with him as he takes you to a flock of rich, eccentric and powerful people at the party. You spotted Miguel in the crowd talking to his wife who seems to have too much to drink. She looks expensive wearing a Vivienne Westwood dress and necklace that you could recognize from a mile away. Gab takes you to them with a wide grin on his face, mocking his brother.

"Everyone, this is my girlfriend." He smiles.

"I- uh wha-" You blink in confusion.

"Oh Gab! Good! You're finally committing." The lady says joyfully. Miguel just stares at you and his brother grimly with his clenching fists.

"Committing suicide, you mean." He whispered.

"What is that, honey?"

"Oh nothing, my love. You've had too much to drink, do you want Gab to drive you home?"

"No not y-"

"I think you should take her home pendejo. It's getting late. I still have clients in here." People are starting to stare but Gab didn't wanna make a scene so he just did what Miguel wanted.

As soon as they left, Miguel drags you by the arm to a secluded room. "Now explain to me why the fuck would you stand a fucking inch next to my wife?!" His voice was hoarse as he tightly grips on your wrist.

"It was Gab, I swear. He probably wanted to make fun of you." You replied.

"That's the most stupidest shit you've ever done."

"I know... I just.. I need you. You know, I kept texting you for weeks but you ghosted me." You bite your lower lip and slowly guides your hand on his crotch. Miguel immediately looked at the corners on the room and checked for cameras like it's his natural instinct. Luckily, there was none.

"I'm really upset right now." He shakes his head and clicks his tongue.

"Can I apologize?" Your serene voice and your hand on his bulging cock drives him madly horny at that very moment.

"No, I think you need reminding. Do you want me to remind you of your place?" He says and grabs a fistful of your hair as you nod like a pathetic little slut. He then drags you down on your knees and quickly unbuckles his pants. A thick-headed engorged cock reveals itself right in front of you.

"Suck me."

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