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incculum · 9 months
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miguel just trying to be the dom in all his relationships until he meets you, he becomes a sobbing mess and his knees go weak just by the sight of you. 😩😩
I am back almost a month later with a new theme .. so sorry for keeping you waiting for this
(I hope it isn't too out of character but I will make Miguel cry a little, either way).
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You knew Miguel had his eyes on you since you joined the society. It was hard not to notice when it was mutual.
When he finally approached you, you let him play his little game as he pressed you against the wall and nipped at your lip. You stayed silent whenever he froze in response to your hands on his body.
You let Miguel straddle your hips and watched him bounce on his fingers before pressing the head of your cock against his prepped hole. You knew his façade would slip soon — he couldn't even make eye contact with you.
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Your hands fly to Miguel's waist when his legs look like they're about to give out. He pries your hands off of him and presses them beside your head, to the wall your back rests against. "N-no touching.." He stutters out through groans.
"You don't sound very confident." You hiss when Miguel's claws dig into your wrists. He doesn't respond verbally. He closes his eyes for a moment and slowly pushes himself back up, until the head of your cock is barely caught onto his rim. He drops down and groans when your cockhead presses against his prostate before gliding past, filling him up. He tries to repeat the process, and you watch him, "your thighs are shaking, Miguel."
Miguel slumps against you and loosens the grip he has on your wrists, "...I'm sorry."
You pull your hands free and grip his hair, pulling his head back, "I didn't catch that."
Miguel swallows and screws his eyes shut when you force him to make eye contact with you, "I'm sorry!"
"Are you? Look at me, Miguel." He finally looks at you and you find yourself smiling despite the faint sting of your wrists.
"Swear! I swear I'm sorry!" He spits out with his eyebrows knitted together. He really looks like he's about to cry.
You don't reply and push him until his back is against the floor. You pull your hips back and thrust forward, keeping your eyes trained on Miguel's. Your cock keeps hitting his battered prostate and Miguel can't keep himself from locking his legs around your waist when you wrap a hand around his cock. He cums almost immediately with a moan he tries to keep in by biting his lip. Your movements don't let up and Miguel doesn't know what to do with himself when you keep fisting his overstimulated cock.
He tucks his face into his elbow. You pause when you hear a sniffle.
"Are you crying?"
Miguel stiffens and he tilts his head back further, still hiding his face, "No.. No, I'm not," he says, but the warble in his voice gives him away.
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m4zapan · 3 years
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masterlist 1 for fics I have not made but enjoy with my heart. (completed)
fandoms included:
attack on titan
bnha
atla
lok
marvel
various disney characters
borhap cast
disclaimer: this masterlist is for fanfiction that i’ve read and not written, i just want to keep them organized for when i want to go back to them. all links lead to original artist’s post.
disclaimer 2: if not all, most of the fics listed below are character-x-reader or ship-x-reader. if you don’t like this, this masterlist is not for you.
disclaimer 3: please let me know if any of the links aren’t working, even tho this mlist is mostly for myself.
disclaimer 4: most of the posts here are fem!reader or gn!reader x character but i’m trying to find good fics for male!reader x character for certain of them. i’ll be putting a certain emojis for them since they are minority.
disclaimer 5: i will eventually put the pronouns that the fic has, just gimme time. for now the only labeled ones are male!reader
disclaimer 6: apparently tumblr only lets me put 100 links on one post so i’ll have to work on separate masterlists
disclaimer 7: i’m tagging all authors in comments:)
❤️‍🔥-personal favorites
🍋- smut
🫒-angst
🍓-fluff
🥝-suggestive
☀️- male!reader
fandoms
attack on titan
erwin smith
dating erwin smith would include 🍓 by rekiris (she/her)
in bloom 🍋 by pleasantanathema (she/her)
❤️‍🔥 regulars 🍋🍓 by whats-her-quirk (she/her)
levi ackerman
levi with an s/o who loves hugs 🍓 by mrsackxrman (she/her)
eruri
all for us series (eruri x reader) by dancingazaleas (she/her)
jean kirshtein
prove it 🍋 by piecksz (she/her)
❤️‍🔥 pretty boy 🍋 (no name specified but I pictured jean so it goes here) by papijean (she/her)
colt grice
being bad might feel good 🍋 by murmikaa (can be read as any gender)
full masterlists
❤️‍🔥 masterlist @whats-her-quirk
masterlist @hangekitty
nine muses event masterlist 🍋 @pleasantanathema
masterlist @anlian-aishang
masterlist @erwinslut
masterlist @anime-qveen
masterlist @murmikaa
boku no hero academia
keigo takami (hawks)
basic instinct series by hopelesshawks (she/her)
breaking the ice 🍋 by lemonlordleah-shinzawa-kitten (she/her)
❤️‍🔥 telling their s/o they’re being clingy (keigo, shoto and katsuki) 🫒🍓 by teesumu (i didn’t check the whole thing, but i think it can be read as any gender. please correct me if i’m wrong)
caring for your hormonally-charged bird pt. 1 🍋 pt. 2 🍋 by tainted-wine (she/her)
winner takes it all 🍋 by kingkatsuki
❤️‍🔥 peg hawks 2020 🍋 by bluecookies02 (she/her)
lil blurb 🍋 by iridescent-queen (can be read as any gender)
what keigo looks for in a partner 🍓 by raes-ramblings (they/them)
spiderman kiss 🍓 by the-family-dissapointment (they/them)
spring heat 🍋 by depraved-empress (she/her)
a nice break 🍋 by keilemlucent (she/her)
tenya iida
❤️‍🔥 handcuffs 🥝 by sugawaraxo
tell daddy pt. 1 tell daddy pt. 2 🍋 by beproperandpunctuate
stress relief 🍋 by tenyaletmelickyourenginesclean
sunny skies and pretty thighs 🍋🍓 by whats-her-quirk
dilf headcanons (tenya, shinso and denki) 🍋 by melanimed
each of my thoughts about you are improper 🍋 by peachiileaf
kinktober: daddy kink 🍋 by whats-her-quirk
❤️‍🔥 sugar daddy 🍋🍓 by whats-her-quirk
tenya’s nsfw alphabet 🍋 by izukus-bby
hitoshi shinso
❤️‍🔥 sweatpants 🥝 by sugawaraxo (she/her)
katsuki bakugo
telling their s/o they’re being clingy (keigo, shoto and katsuki) 🫒🍓 by teesumu (i didn’t check the whole thing, but i think it can be read as any gender. please correct me if i’m wrong)
eijiro kirishima
kiri’s recording 🍋 by rena-bakugou (afab!reader, can be read as any gender)
shoto todoroki
telling their s/o they’re being clingy (keigo, shoto and katsuki) 🫒🍓by teesumu (i didn’t check the whole thing, but i think it can be read as any gender. please correct me if i’m wrong)
katsuki bakugo
❤️‍🔥kinktober: pegging 🍋 by whats-her-quirk (she/her)
no title ☀️🍋 by incculum (he/him)
dominance! ☀️🍋 by rinnybaby (he/him)
mezo shoji
“please, i need you, now” 🍋 by whats-her-quirk
full masterlists
❤️‍🔥 masterlist @whats-her-quirk
❤️‍🔥 masterlist @uwu-iwanttodie
masterlist @kingkatsuki
masterlist @lemonlordleah-shinzawa-kitten
masterlist @shoutaaizawas
masterlist @bluecookies02
masterlist @ultimate-astridwriting
masterlist @manias-wordcount
masterlist @depraved-empress
masterlist @gaysimpsstuff
avatar the last airbender
zuko
the concubine pt. 1 🍋 pt. 2 🍋 by honeyseokj
everything you wanted pt. 1 pt. 2 pt. 3 pt. 4 pt. 5 (haven’t finished it so I can’t put them in a category) by manias-wordcount
❤️‍🔥 the boiling rock 🍓by beifongsss (she/her)
tied up 🍋 by giyuusonlyfan (afab!reader)
7 for 7 🍋 by honeyseokj (she/her)
full masterlists
masterlist @draqondance
masterlist @manias-wordcount
masterlist @beifongsss
masterlist @mackandcheese24
masterlist by anime-qveen
the legend of korra
full masterlists
masterlist @draqondance
marvel
bucky barnes
stress relief 🍋 by bucksfucks (she/her)
moscow (prequel to brooklyn but can be read individually) 🍋 by wkemeup
brooklyn 🫒🍋 by wkemeup
you’re my heaven 🍋 by angrythingstarlight
kinktober: voyeurism 🍋 sweeterthanthis
monsters in the woods 🍋 by angrythingstarlight
again 🍋 by theimpossibleg1rl
lose control 🍋 by navybrat817
pragma(tic) series (persephone!bucky x hades!reader) by @delicatelyherdreams
biker!bucky makes pancakes with your children 🍓 by angrythingstarlight
steve rogers
Mafia!AU Steve 🥝 by angrythingstarlight
stucky
neighbors can hear (stucky x reader) 🍋 by evanstan-hoe
kinktober: double penetration (stucky x reader) 🍋 by sweeterthanthis
table for three (stucky x reader) 🍓 by shakespeareanqueer
once i get you home (stucky x reader) 🍋 by thosekidswhohuntmonsters
got to stay warm somehow (stucky x reader) 🍋 by notyetneedcoffee
loki
i’m in love with your body 🍋 by fadingfics
sylvie
wingman 🍓 by julesjohansson
don’t think about it 🍋 by startrekkingaroundasgard
tom hiddleston
you can leave your hat on 🍋 by just-the-hiddles
full masterlists
bucky barnes masterlist @navybrat817
masterlist @angrythingstarlight
masterlist @sweeterthanthis
masterlist @navybrat817
masterlist @wkemeup
recommendation masterlist pt. 1 pt. 2 @candy-and-writing
masterlist @notyetneedcoffee
masterlist @evanstarff
disney
full masterlists
onward masterlist @enigmawrappedinhypocrisy
bo-rhap cast
ben hardy
prodigal daughter by andieperrie18
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incculum · 6 months
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titty fucking zoro after teasing and sucking on his pecs for hours.. him cumming just from his nipples being pinched while your cock pokes and teases his lips <3
Roronoa Zoro.
top male reader
post time-skip Zoro | a little bit of feminization (calling his pecs 'tits') | nipple / chest play & biting | tit-fucking | a little oral
a/n: this almost perfectly fits a Zoro tit-fucking draft I've had for some time so I'm using that & adding to it. (meaning this is a perfect thirst<3 ty)
it turned out little longer too, so I'm making it a one-shot
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Zoro groans and the heat in his face only intensifies when your hands continue to wander across his exposed chest and your thumbs press harder against his reddened nipples.
"Let me fuck your tits."
Zoro chokes on his breath. Your words go straight to his dick and you can feel the muscles in his thighs tense around your hips when he presses himself a little closer.
"Don't call them that..." he mumbles.
"How can I not? Your chest is bigger each time I see you." Zoro's head tips forward, watching your hands play with his chest. "Almost like a woman's," you add and smile when Zoro's breath stutters. His fingers play with the band of your pants and you make sure to maintain eye contact. It's so unlike him to be this shy and flustered, he knows it but he really can't help it around you, and you know it, too.
You cup his chest with your hands and bring your head down to press a kiss against the scar that noticeably contrasts his flushed skin. You rub circles around his nipples with your thumbs and a strangled moan leaves him when you can't help but lower your head further, biting the sensitive flesh and adding another spot to his already mark-littered chest. His hips jut forward and he has to hold onto your shoulders to keep himself from toppling over in your lap, making you laugh quietly. He squeezes your shoulders tightly in retaliation and you only press a kiss against the new bite mark in response. You flatten your tongue and softly run it over his scar before moving past it, swirling your tongue around his nipple and rolling the other between your fingers. Zoro groans and pants into your ear and his hips rock forward when you softly bite. His ass grinds against your hard-on and you feel his thighs tremble around you before he stops moving all together and his chest heaves against yours. You can feel his cum begin to soak through his and your clothing again when he doesn't make any efforts to move away and you only smile against his skin.
"Did you cum, again?" You lift your head and Zoro's eye stays trained on you, almost looking at you like a timid virgin. "It's only fair for it to be my turn now." Zoro doesn't answer but his face turns a deeper red.
"Please?" You lean in and ask against his lips, hushed and careful. Your pointer fingers and thumbs hook around his swelling nipples once more and pinch softly. Zoro lets out an equally soft sigh through his nose but doesn't complain, giving you the response you were hoping for in a quiet tone matching yours, "..fine."
You tilt your chin forward and the way he kisses you back shows you just how excited he really is. Zoro pants softly when you part and you cup his cheek in your hand, softly rubbing the scar that forces his left eye shut with your fingers. A flustered heat radiates off of his skin and into your palm. "Need a moment?"
"No," he answers quickly before catching himself, "no, I'm fine," he briefly grins at you when you whisper an 'okay' before lifting himself off of your lap, following the guidance of your hands on his hips and allowing you to see him already beginning to get hard again when he takes a step back.
You don't comment on it, instead shifting closer to the edge of the bed. Zoro kneels down in front of you, fingers already slipping into your waistband. Part of him is a little disappointed you took your hands off of his chest, but the anticipation pooling in his stomach makes up for any complaints teetering on the tip of his tongue.
"You seem," you lift your hips to make it easier for Zoro, and he pulls your pants and underwear down to your thighs in one motion, "a little more eager than you were letting on." He lets out a sharp huff through his nose at your little tease, briefly looking up into your eyes, but unable to argue.
"Maybe."
Your hips jump slightly when he wraps his rough hands around your cock. You watch him lean forward and part his lips, drooling onto your hard-on and his knuckles, "fuck, Zoro."
Zoro raises his head again and sits back onto his heels. He twists his wrists simultaneously, watching you sigh when his slick spit spreads over your cock. His thumb rubs against your slit with a rare gentleness and he swallows the saliva gathering in his mouth again at the sight of your wet dick.
"Okay," he mutters, mostly to himself, pushing himself up onto his knees and pulling his hands away from your cock, though his gaze stays trained on it as he cups his chest and leans forward. He pauses for a moment when your cock presses up against his chest and pushes his pecs together.
You cup the back of Zoro's head with your left hand, breath catching in your throat when his tits envelop your cock so perfectly. You briefly wonder just how eager he must have been if he already knows exactly what to do without you saying a single word to guide him.
His earrings jingle with every move and bump against your fingertips, tearing you away from your thoughts. Your cock leaves a shiny mix of your pre-cum and Zoro's saliva behind on his skin when it seems to almost disappear between his pecs and reappear right against his lips. His chest hugs your dick so well. It's so warm and surprisingly soft. He pulls his bottom lip in between his teeth and finds his fingers pressing up against the sensitive spots on his tits, trying to replicate your touch. He holds his chest in his palms and pinches his swollen nipples. A soft sound rips out of him and his thighs tense and press together. He shifts on his knees and sighs through his nose.
"You're.." the tip of your cock pokes Zoro's lips and paints them with your pre-cum like a sheer lip gloss every time he pushes himself down, leaving behind a thin string of fluids connecting his mouth and your tip when your dick disappears back between his tits, "..really good at this," you mutter.
"Yeah?" He can't help but stare at your cock sandwiched between his pecs and his thoughts can't help but concentrate on the way your tip taps at his lips.
"Yeah." You inhale sharply when Zoro slowly licks his lips clean of your pre-cum with a low moan, now looking up at you again. His fingers stay pressed against his nipples and he gives you a brief, smug smile, not giving you a chance to question what it means before his head tips downwards.
A gasp of Zoro's name leaves your lips when he sticks his tongue out and laps at the head of your dick whenever it appears in front of his mouth. He gives you a quick glance and his lips form an open-mouthed smile when your fingers curl into the bedsheets and your arm jerks, pushing his head down lower with your hand still on the back of his head.
Zoro lets you push him and looks up at you through his eyelashes. He's sure he'll let you do anything to him if it means he'll be the one making you cum.
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incculum · 10 months
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Miguel's suit malfunctioning and leaving a hole where his ass is and reader being the horny bf he is ends up eating him out before fucking him 🧎🏾‍♂️
Miguel O'Hara.
top male reader
nsfw | a little bit of man-handling | rimming | fingering | spit as lube | semi-public sex
a/n: semi-drabble, semi-oneshot. the original idea is so hot, thank you, anon.
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"And I- shit!" Miguel interrupts himself, quickly pressing his hands against his ass. Despite his brief panic, he lets out a brief breath of relief, glad his back isn't facing you and that it was only you with him.
"What's wrong?"
Miguel typically shows himself off to be serious and cold, even with you and especially on missions like this. He isn't the type to lose his composure so easily and without warning.
"Nothing," he answers a little too quickly for you to take it as the truth.
"Nothing? Why are you so stiff?" You step closer to Miguel and he steps back an equal amount. "Seriously?"
"I am serious." Miguel responds, still tense and shoulders pulled back.
You sigh through your nose and turn around. Before Miguel can relax, you turn back and grab him, spinning him around and pushing him chest-first against the ledge surrounding the roof you were on.
His hands still stay pressed against his lower body, determined keep his pride despite the position you had him in. He glared at you, and it would have been intimidating if not for the situation. "What the fuck-"
"Move your hands."
Miguel doesn't waver, and you push him into the wall harder with a push between his shoulder blades, "Move them, so I don't have to."
He drops his head and sighs, glancing at you from over his shoulder. He removes his hands from what he was so adamant on covering, agonizingly slow. Once he's exposed, you stay silent and Miguel doesn't look at you, lightly biting his lip in embarrassment. "..It malfunctioned."
"You really don't wear anything under that suit, huh.." You finally break your silence, brushing over his previous statement, and run your fingers over the exposed part of his ass. You hope Lyla made the smart choice to go offline.
You look back up at his face. Miguel is uncharacteristically quiet, still looking off to the side with the hope that you don't see his face begin to flush. You do, but you don't mention it.
"Let me eat you out, baby," you mutter, rubbing circles into his hips and watching his face.
"Okay," he whispers, half of him hoping you didn't hear it and will let him go with some of his pride still intact, and the other half hoping you will follow through with your words regardless. He glances at your face and knows what the answer is when you grin.
You drop to your knees and waste no time in spreading his ass cheeks. His hole twitches when your breath fans over his skin and his hips jerk forward when you press your tongue flat against his rim. You grip his hip in one hand to keep him still when you push into him and he wants to whine in embarrassment with how easily his greedy hole takes your tongue in. He settles for a groan in the back of his throat when you curl your tongue inside of him. You pull back to gather spit in your mouth and push it inside of his slick hole with your tongue.
Miguel moans lowly when you reach around his hips and inch your fingers toward his still-covered cock, rubbing him through his suit. He grinds against your hand and you let him, indulging yourself in him. You stretch him out with your tongue and he shudders, his claws scrape at the brick in vain when you pull off a glove and slip a finger in alongside your tongue.
"Fuck, just like that.." Miguel mutters, tied between pushing back against your fingers and tongue or grinding forward against your palm. You sense his struggle and push his hips back and forth, forcing him to ride your tongue and, now two, fingers. He groans and lets you guide him, moans raising in volume and cheek pressed against the warm brick.
"Keep... going," Miguel manages to pant out through already-slurring moans. Your tongue and hands feel so perfect and you aren't even thinking of stopping, anyway. You make this clear by lapping at his walls more desperately and putting more pressure on his sensitive cock when he grinds against your hand. You push a third finger in and pull back to finger him with scissoring motions as you look up at his shaking back. "C-close.."
"Go for it, darling," your fingers push against his prostate and Miguel unravels with stuttering moans and stuttering hips. You feel him tighten around your fingers and his cum soaking through his suit onto your palm.
You pull away and stand up while he's panting. You slip your cock out and press your slick lips to his cheek, holding his waist, "my turn."
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incculum · 10 months
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fucking miguel's pussy in a public restroom stall not caring if other people outside can hear. occasionally a person would enter the stall next to you both so they can hear better and jerk off desperately to you both fucking. the cum from you both would be too much that they spill down to the floor and flow to the outside the stall.
this is so hot ... I hope I did your idea justice.
(implied ftm Miguel).
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At first, Miguel is tense. He gives you a warning glare and presses his palm against his mouth when you push him against the stall door and your cock sinks into his pussy. You ignore his silent threat and buck your hips forward, beginning to fuck into him.
He's tense when someone enters the washroom but you don't let up, even when the person freezes at the sound of skin against skin. He should tell you to stop, but he can't bring himself to voice his thoughts.
You continue even when the person chooses to enter the stall next to you, though the rest are empty. They shut the door frantically and you hear them unzip their jeans with an equal amount of urgency. Miguel's claws dig into his cheek with the tight hold he has over his mouth. He looks back at you with a sharp glare, his other hand pressing back against your abdomen to push you away. He pauses when you hear a groan from the neighbouring stall and the familiar slick sound of someone fisting their cock. You grin at Miguel and pull further back to then fuck deeper into him.
After you coax his first orgasm out of him, Miguel lets himself go. He lets himself get drunk off of your cock and the fact that he's hidden in a stall, with no one around to recognize him. His hand leaves his face to press against the door and he rests his forehead on his forearm. He pants and lets moans slip past his lips without silencing himself.
There's already a puddle of your mixed cum pooling beneath you, and the accompanying groans and whines of whoever stumbles upon you spurs you on. Miguel must not mind it as much as he communicates through his glares and whispered curses. Not when his breath hitches whenever someone moans to the wet sound of you fucking his pussy and your shared groans.
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incculum · 3 months
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Ooh could I request a jake sully x top male reader smut? He's been misbehaving lately but instead of punishing him reader is very gentle. Sir kink and overstim please!
Jake Sully.
top male reader
sir k. | overstimulation | praise | guided handjob | brief mention of fingering | anal | brief bite
a/n: feel like I haven't written in ages but I missed Jake fics. sorry I took so long to write this + that it's short
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Jake's been fucking with you, and you know it. He's been tugging at your strings of patience and waiting for them to snap. And they do, when you give him a final chance to redeem himself and he purposely fucks it up. But they don't snap in the way he expected.
He chose to ignore you today, and you hoped he'd finally listen when his own safety was at stake. But he chose to put your irritation above all else and your shout of warning went in one ear and out the other.
You don't hide your disapproving stare when Jake sits up and presses a hand against his stinging chest. You're quiet when he meekly looks up at you, waiting for a heated response to come from you not because of the minor, easily avoidable injury (had he just listened to you), but because of his insistent misbehaviour.
But you stay silent, closing your eyes for a moment and taking a deep breath. When you open them again and exhale, Jake is still looking at you. A cocky smile takes over his face when you don't speak and you know you have to do something about it.
Despite his pride, he still follows like a lost puppy when you tug on his wrist and softly push him into your shared tent.
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"Touch yourself, love." Your words break the silence and Jake's tense staring session, burning holes into the wall in front of him.
Jake turns his head to the side and looks at you from the corner of his eye, suddenly losing all of his previous attitude, fingers twitching against his thighs. You stay standing behind him and he feels so unbelievably exposed. "I.."
"You heard me," your tone is a stark contrast to your words – far gentler and more adoring than Jake expected. His shoulders jump when your hands glide up his back and your fingers rest on his shoulders, applying a soft pressure. But his arms stay motionless at his sides and you sigh softly.
Your fingertips leave behind goosebumps when you gently run them over his shoulders, down his arms, and past his wrists. You cage yourself around Jake with your body, one hand holding his waist and the other cupping the back of his hand in your palm. The contact of your chest against his back makes his shoulders tense but you pay it no mind and force his hand to move under yours.
His warm palm makes contact with his hard, already weeping dick from under his loincloth and you smile to yourself when a pleasured sigh leaves him. Your lips press against the sensitive spot between his neck and shoulders and your hand speeds up. Jake groans under his breath and you can feel his pre-come seeping through his fist and pooling in your palm.
His jaw tenses, his breath heavies, and you just watch over his shoulder, setting an unrelenting pace with your arm, "feel good?" Your words are a whisper against his neck and his pulse beats under your lips.
"Mhm.."
"Use your words, love," your other hand slowly runs up the expanse of his stomach and up to his collarbones before your fingers gently trail back down again over his heaving chest.
"Yeah, f-feels good.." a gentle bite into his sensitive flesh has him gasping out, "feels really good, sir."
Your tongue runs over the faint bite marking his blue skin, "there you go."
You don't stop when Jake's hips stutter and shift in your hold and he whispers that he's close, expecting you to pull your hand away at any moment and rip him from his high. But you don't. A sob-like cry nearly escapes him when you keep going despite the come dripping down your knuckles.
Only when his knees threaten to buckle under his weight do you let him breathe. You hold him in your arms and let him kneel down on the leaf-covered floor, giving him a few short moments to settle and wiping your hand with a cloth.
His back stays pressed against your chest and your hands find his front again, fingers painting ghostly patterns over his stomach and chest, "you okay?"
Jake's hum of confirmation makes you smile. You slip a hand between your bodies and gently press it against his back encouragingly, between his shoulder blades, "on your hands and knees, then, love."
You're still gentle when your oiled fingers slip into him, cupping his hip with your other hand and rubbing circles into his skin with your thumb. Your touches never cease in their softness and care seeps through every movement, even when you push the tip of your cock past Jake's stretched rim and chants of your name and 'sir' leave him in gasps.
When your cock bumps against his prostate and sinks deeper into his guts, Jake shudders and his hips buck. Your hand slips from his waist to his cock, languidly stroking him. Your dick forces the air out of his lungs with every shift of your hips, no matter how small, and Jake can already feel his mind slipping away.
A particularly hard thrust knocks him down onto his elbows and you smile. It doesn't take long for him to come again when your hand doesn't leave his dick, only speeding up. He claws at everything in reach and a near-cry breaks past his lips when your hips don't stop.
"God, please," Jake manages to groan out through his noises.
You pause and your hand moves back to his waist, "want me to stop?" He doesn't answer.
"Then you can keep going," you tell him and an even softer "can you do that for me?" has Jake nodding.
"..Yes, sir."
"Good," you lean down to kiss along the light freckles that decorate his shoulders and push him until his cheek presses against the floor. Your hands slide under his hips and you hold his lower half up. Jake's gasp into his arm when your cock nudges his overstimulated prostate again makes you smile.
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incculum · 5 months
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i need bruno 2 sit on my face so bad hes so used to control n he thinks he’s still got it until he’s squirming nd moaning on yr tongue ….
didn't know if you wanted amab or afab Bruno but I wrote with him being afab in mind + warning that reader gets called 'good boy' once in the beginning & that afab terms are used for Bruno's genitalia
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When Bruno lowers himself down onto your face, he's confident, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear and muttering commands into the air, whispering a hoarse "good boy" when you finally push your tongue into him.
You unravel him with your mouth and groan into his pussy when he pulls on the roots of your hair and his thighs tighten around your head, hips rolling to ride your tongue like he imagines it's your cock.
After he comes with his fingers pressed against his sensitive clit, his chest heaves and his thighs shake lightly. He shifts his weight to lift himself up but you pull him back down with your hands on his tan thighs and your unrelenting tongue lapping at his sopping folds.
He questions you with a short laugh and puts on an air of confidence you know won't last, "oh?"
You wrap your arms around his thighs and Bruno doesn't get the chance to say much else before pleasure starts to drown out his assertiveness. His hips wiggle and his hands grab onto anything in reach to pull himself back into reality.
A sound you rarely hear from him tumbles out, an almost-whiney, low noise. He never anticipated losing himself so soon and so easily after one orgasm. He's lost control of the way his body moves and the sounds that leave him and, as long as you keep him blissed-out and squirming on your tongue, he won't be able to gain it back. And you both know well that he won't complain.
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Ik u write for a lot of strong muscly bottoms lol but joseph (jjba) would get so worked up after fighting and ride you until his stamina runs out👀
god, I love muscular bottoms. hope this is decent ..
(it turned out a little more romantic than I originally intended.)
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It's no longer a surprise to you when Joseph corners you after a fight. You let him kiss you with urgency and tug at your clothes, whispering about how he needs to take his energy out on something.
He rocks back and forth on your lap, still hyper, but he can't help that part of him still waits for your approval.
"Go for it," you pat his thigh and he doesn't waste time. He pushes himself up with his thick thighs and reaches back to wrap his fingers around your dick, guiding it to his greedy hole. He drops back down onto your lap as soon as your cockhead slips past his rim and raises himself back up with the same speed. His hands make their way to your shoulders to support his weight as he rolls his hips forward, until his cock smears a streak of pre-cum on your stomach and he can moan into your ear.
Despite his claims about this being a means of getting rid of leftover energy, Joseph's thoughts are focused only on you. The way your fingernails leave crescent marks when you let go of his thighs and move your hands up to his waist; the way you groan into his ear; your teases; your curses; your insults; your praises; all of the sounds that leave your lips; the way you let Joseph use you like this. You, you, you.
Joseph wraps a hand around his slick cock, flicking his wrist back and forth. You pant into his mouth when he rolls his hips in circles and he moans into yours when he's close. His movements speed up and he pulls back to grin at you. Another layer of cum paints your stomach and you can feel your own cum slowly dripping down your cock when Joseph lifts himself back up before pushing himself down.
Joseph's grin is still on his face when he looks at you. His burning thighs and heaving chest don't deter him from saying his predictable words, "one more?" He pairs his question with already-moving hips.
You know it won't be just one.
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incculum · 1 year
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Avatar headcanons
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a/n: this is my thank you for 1k. I still can't believe I hit that milestone, thank you so much. warnings will be put before each character's headcanons & there’ll be a small scenario for each character.
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Jake Sully
sir k. | hair pulling | deepthroating | brat taming
RDA Jake was definitely into calling you "sir", before he gained his confidence as a warrior. He blurted it out to you without you even needing to coax it out of him.
Hair pulling is a big kink of his, especially when he sucks you off or you fuck him from behind. He still hasn't gotten used to how sensitive his avatar's braid is.
If you pull on his braid while shoving your cock down his throat or pounding his guts from behind, he won't be able to hold back from drooling.
He's loud and whiny.
Can't hold back his cries when you ignore his whiny "wait"s and continue pistoling your cock into him, even after he just came.
He gained more of an ego after becoming a respected na'vi warrior and getting put in his place became a necessity.
He started acting out on purpose just so you would force him down and make him take what you gave him.
Jake's just a slut for you behind closed doors. Letting you have your way with him and whining when you don’t.
“You can do better than that, can’t you?” You watched Jake do his best to fit your heavy cock in his throat. Jake shook his head, looking up at you through his wet eyelashes. You sighed, running your hand up his neck and gripping his braid. Jake flinched, eyes fluttering shut when you brought your other hand to the top of his head.
He moaned around your cock when you forced him down, your cock bullying its way into his throat. Jake choked and drool seeped past his lips, drowning your cock in his saliva. The grip you had on his sensitive braid was unfaltering and it only made Jake needier. The strong Jake Sully on his knees before you was something you could get used to.
Neytiri
praise | dacryphilia | pussy eating | cockwarming 
This pretty girl's still so shy when you fuck.
Neytiri comes undone in seconds when you praise her. Just hearing a "good" leave your lips will have her biting her lip to hold back her smile and hiding her face behind her hair.
She’s so pretty and the tears that threaten to spill over when you hold her only make her prettier.
She’s so sensitive that it makes her cry, especially when you eat her out.
When you first ate her out, she couldn’t decide between throwing her head back or letting it fall forward against yours, between her thighs.
She loves it, feels that it’s intimate.
Neytiri is vanilla, at least during the beginning. 
Everything makes her shy and she just wants to be held and taken care of.
Cockwarming. 
She’ll sit in your lap or lay with her back against your chest, your cock heavy inside her tight walls.
She’s so obedient. She never moves unless you tell her to, and when she’s desperate, she only whines and pleas.
She’s so cute, sorry.
Neytiri played with her braids, looking forward to avoid eye contact with you.
“You’re so pretty,” you pressed a kiss against her neck and she tensed, turning her head to finally look at you over her shoulder. She had a shy smile on her face and could only hope her flushed cheeks were unnoticeable under her hair. “So obedient for me.”
You placed your hands on her thighs and rolled your hips for the first time. 
“Ah-!” Neytiri moaned, throwing her head back against your shoulder. You turned to kiss her cheek and she placed her hands on yours. “Good girl.”
Tsu'tey
manhandling | belly bulge | size kink a little bit 
Tsu'tey was an uncharacteristically shy virgin, and remains pretty vanilla. Intimacy and sex are still foreign to him.
He had trouble stifling his moans even when you kissed him longer than he was used to.
He let you take control and his mind spun when you pushed him into different positions for your own pleasure.
Tsu’tey is so aware of how easily you fit your hands around his slim waist and thighs.
His waist is so tiny that a belly bulge is inevitable. He nearly came untouched the first time he saw it. 
Possessiveness makes Tsu’tey weak. He loves it when you add a “my” when talking about him.
Pairing that with praise gets him whiney.
Something as simple as “my strong warrior” makes Tsu’tey desperate.
You pulled Tsu’tey back against yourself, hands engulfing his little waist. You bottomed out and Tsu’tey moaned, throwing his head back. 
“Look at that,” you squeezed his waist to get his attention. Tsu’tey looked at where you were looking and felt his breath get caught in his throat. You pressed against the bulge in his stomach with your thumb, “Fuck…” 
Tsu’tey chest heaved and he pressed his hand flat against his stomach. You grabbed one of his thighs and pressed it against chest, fucking into him with a newfound desperation. Tsu’tey nearly whined, lifting his hand to look at his stomach again with eyes blown wide. You smiled, “so good… all mine.”
Miles Quaritch
humiliation | degradation | deepthroating / facefucking | choking / breath play | gun play
He still hasn't gotten fully used to an avatar body so he's sensitive to every touch.
Miles has trouble admitting that he likes it when you make fun of him.
He finds it so hot when you put him in his place for talking back. He's so used to being the one feared and respected that it always shuts him up when you insult him.
Miles has a thing for deepthroating. Forcing his head down and forcing your cock further down his throat until he can hardly breathe has him near delirious.
The way you treat him is far from how he was treated in his division. 
When he acts out, you disregard his words and only use him for your own satisfaction, leaving him alone as soon as you finish.
You humiliate him and insult his pride and he always comes back for more.
Gun play is something that plagues Miles’ mind. He can only bite his lip and roll his hips desperately when you point a gun at him and threaten him. He can’t help but find it hot.
Especially if you press the barrel against his mouth and force his lips open to shut him up when he gains some of his ego back.
Has trouble keeping his hands to himself, always fucks something up and you begin to wonder if it’s on purpose.
“You- ah!” You pulled Miles down onto your lap.
“Yeah?” His breath hitched when you rested the cold barrel of your gun against his neck and he only scowled in response. He hoped you’d ignore the way his chest heaved and the way he was clenching your cock. You shifted your thighs to bounce him in your lap, “you said you’d ride me, wouldn’t you? Do I have to help you with this, too?” 
Miles shook his head and lifted himself up, you put your free hand on his thigh, “you’re shaking.”
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incculum · 1 year
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Can I request a Jake Sully smut?
Jake Sully.
top male reader
nsfw | some violence | some blood | some degradation + praise | spit as lube | grinding | fingering | orgasm denial once | brief choking | sir kink | brief mating press | creampie
a/n: disappeared again, mb. been waiting for someone to request something for Avatar and got a request for Jake on valentines which was kind of sweet. this has some plot & I still can't come up with titles.
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You didn’t know exactly how to feel when Grace patted you on the back in empathy when it was announced you'd be Jake Sully's partner for the mission. You never bothered to become friendly with him. In the beginning, you only tolerated him because you had no choice. But you had to admit he was attractive and the fact that he was never subtle with his glances towards you, whether you were in your avatar or not, made him all the more appealing.
You started to reciprocate his stares when they became overwhelmingly apparent. He could never hold himself back from looking when you stretched or did any sort of physical work and you began to silently feed into his infatuation by taking up any physical job available just to see him blush.
He really was adorable when he wasn't embarrassing himself.
The only difference in your staring is that you didn't look away in surprise of being caught. Jake always looked away first, regardless of who was doing the staring. Sure, it was cute, and you liked the way his eyes got all cat-like when he was surprised and how noticeable his dilated pupils were in those golden eyes of his avatar when he was looking at something he liked.
You wanted to be the sole cause of those wide eyes and dilated pupils.
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On his first mission, Jake ended up on his own in the Pandora forest. You watched Grace's shoulders drop with a defeated sigh when you lost sight of him. Both Grace and Norm looked at you with pity written all over their faces.
"You know what to do," Grace spoke and Norm nodded. You sighed and pushed yourself off of the tree you were leaning on, turning towards the dense jungle without a word.
You stepped over colourful flowers and pushed the leaves blocking your path away carefully. You knew how the na'vi felt about the nature around them and the last thing you wanted to do was anger the race you were tasked to essentially befriend.
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You found Jake waving around a self-made torch in the dark to ward off the viperwolves swarming him. You got him out of the situation with the cost of a bitten arm and the moonlight as your only light source left.
Jake advanced towards you, wincing when he caught sight of your new wound. He put one hand onto your shoulder and grabbed your wrist with his other to get a better look at the wound,
"Shit, I'm so fucking sorry I-"
"You're a fucking idiot. Why would you light a fire in a forest full of wild animals?! What were you thinking?!" You interrupted him, unable to hold back your irritation. Jake's ears immediately flattened and his eyes went wide. He looked just like a kicked puppy.
"I'm sorry, okay? I don't know what I was thinking! I was just tryin' not to die!" He was too puppy-looking to look angry and was just trying to justify himself to you at that point. He knew he did something wrong. You knew that, too. You tilted your head back and sighed deeply. Jake somehow looked even guiltier. 
"Just shut up." You pulled your arm away from his grip and pushed him against the closest tree by his shoulders.
"What-" You covered his mouth with your hand.
You were using the attack as an excuse to press yourself against him. "Don't want any more of those things coming back, yeah?"
Jake swallowed and nodded when you removed your hand from his mouth. He looked down to avoid eye contact when you dropped your head and clenched your jaw in pain. He'd almost forgotten about the bite. "Listen, I... I'm sorry, okay?"
His gaze unintentionally fell towards your arms which now rested by the sides of his head, and traced upwards to your shoulders. You wore a tank top, and he wondered if you knew just how much he liked those on you. You knew, and you wondered if he knew you wore them just for him. He didn't. Not yet.
"I get it, already, Sully." You groaned out in pain, though it was finally beginning to dull. Your nose bumped against Jake's collarbone and he found himself raising an arm to wrap around your neck to pull you closer. Your laboured breath fanned his neck and he suddenly became aware of the desperate heat pooling in his stomach. Your quiet groans weren't helping.
Jake's mind began to wander as he bit his lip.
"Jake," your muffled voice pulled him out of his thoughts. Your lips brushed against his neck when you spoke and his self-restraint was wearing thin. The want was now burning in his stomach.
He brought his other arm around your neck and swallowed. "Yeah?"
"You okay?" He nodded and inhaled sharply when you shifted your leg. "Yeah. …Listen, I-" Your knee pressing against his hard-on stopped him.
"I know." You couldn't hold yourself back from pulling away to watch his eyes widen further and his ears pin back. He really was adorable.
"You- ah!" Jake nearly whined, screwing his eyes shut when you sunk your fangs into his neck and moved your knee further in between his legs. He rolled his hips against your thigh, head falling forward. "Fuck-!" You felt his whine reverberate against your lips. He made it so easy to forget about your wound, still slowly oozing blood.
"Thought I wouldn't catch you staring at me all those times? You were so obvious, it was cute." You couldn't help but smile when Jake could barely get his words out through his panting.
"D-didn't mind if... you noticed- mmf!" He bit his lip when you lifted your thigh and immediately tightened the hold he had on you, suddenly feeling too weak to stand on his own. You pulled him down to the ground and towards a softer patch of grass.
Jake pulled you back when you tried to free your neck from his hold. You chuckled, "relax, I'm not going anywhere." You knew that you should've headed back as soon as you found Jake or at least contacted Grace to let her and Norm know you were still alive, but you got tired of waiting for him to make the first move. You couldn't restrain yourself any longer, not when Jake's eyes were still unfocused and his bottom lip was shiny with spit.
He rested on his elbows, still breathing heavily and watching you hook your uninjured arm around his legs. You pulled him towards yourself and he fell flat on his back with a yelp. "Asshole.."
"Shut it." You reprimanded him with a pinch of his thigh through his pants. The corners of your lips twitched when Jake hissed through his teeth in response.
"Asshole."
You were beginning to get fed up with him and the sudden return of his pride. "You've got no right to speak to me that way with the shit you pulled today."
Everything about Jake's appearance screamed guilty. His new avatar body was failing him in hiding what he felt. You took his silence as agreement and spread his thighs, pulling them around your waist. Jake groaned when you pushed your hips against his, your clothed cocks grinding together. His hips twitched and he groaned louder, painfully sensitive.
"Shit..! M'gonna-" You pulled back and Jake whined. "F-fuck you!"
You pressed your hand against his throat, "What did I just say? Are you that fucking stupid? Lost your brains without me even fucking them out?" You didn't miss Jake's thighs pressing against your sides harder at your words. He stared at you with wide eyes when you applied pressure with your fingers and you felt his Adam's apple bob under your palm when he swallowed.
"No... sir." Your own hard-on was getting hard to ignore and you lost the patience to entertain Jake any further. You removed your hand from his throat to undo his belt hastily. Jake lifted his hips and you pulled off his pants and underwear.
You let a glob of spit drop from your tongue onto your fingers and pressed them against his hole. Jake's breath hitched, "Shit-!" he whined with a hoarse voice when you easily pushed your first finger in.
"Hold on for me, baby. You can do that, right?" Jake nodded with his fingers digging into the dirt. "Use your words, you're a big boy, aren't you?" You pushed your middle finger in to the knuckle and twisted your wrist, just to hear Jake's strangled moan. You'd barely even done anything and he was already melting at your touch.
"Yes! Y-yes, sir, I can!" You could feel yourself smiling.
"Good." You pressed another finger, scissoring against his spongy walls. You knew he had to have fingered himself before with how easy it was to press your fingers into his hole. Jake was driving you crazy and you wondered how much more you could take before you snapped. His chest was heaving and he almost choked on his moans when your third and fourth fingers were forced into his greedy hole. You curled your fingers and watched Jake's eyes shut and his back arch off of the ground.
Not being able to wait any longer, you pulled your hand back and undid your own belt. Jake's eyes snapped open when the clinking of your buckle was heard and he lifted his head to watch you pull your heavy cock out of the confines of your pants. He bit his lip when you spread your pre-cum on your cock with your slick hand and pressed the tip against his gaping hole.
You traced Jake's greedy hole with the tip of your dick, not being able to hold yourself back from teasing him any moment you got.
"C'mon... Please, sir.." He spoke through a muffled whine. You forced the tip of your fat cock into Jake's hole and his hips jerked in response, ankles locking together behind your lower back. He pulled you in closer and gripped onto your shoulders with tight fists.
You pushed in, chasing the heat and tightness of Jake's hole, perfect just for you. Your balls slapped against his ass when you bottomed out and you rested your hands beside his head. "Fuhuuck..." He groaned out and his pupils in those golden eyes of his dilated so prettily in the moonlight. Jake's deep moan was muffled when you leaned down to press your lips against his for the first time. He brought his hand to the back of your head to keep you from pulling away too soon.
Jake let you move back after a pause, lifting his chin to chase your lips and letting you pull out until your tip was caught on his rim before slamming back into his addicting heat. A moan was ripped from his throat and he dug his fingers into your neck when your tip pistolled against his prostate repeatedly.
"You're being so good f'me, now, aren't you?" Jake moaned pathetically in response, clenching down on your cock and doing his best to nod while getting pushed into the grass with the force of your thrusts.
You brought one hand to his cock, rubbing your thumb against the tip. Jake's moans raised in volume and pitch and he couldn't even begin to be embarrassed when his voice began to crack. You fisted his cock and thrusted in and out of his desperate hole, finally letting him catch up to the orgasm he was chasing.
"Fuck fuck fuck-! I'm-" Jake couldn't end his breathy warning before cumming on his and your stomachs and his ridden-up shirt. You groaned when he clenched down on your cock perfectly. Your thrusts didn't slow and he let go of your neck to fist the fabric on your chest. "W-wait! I just-!" He broke off into a fit of hoarse moans, throwing his head back.
You stopped for a moment to unhook his legs from around your waist and push his knees against his chest by the backs of his thighs. Your cock plunged in even deeper and you fucked yourself into Jake's guts desperately, his shaky moans only spurring you on. God, how you wished you'd done this sooner. You looked up to Jake's face. His eyes were screwed shut and he had drool running down his chin from his open mouth. That was the final push as the heat in your stomach burst and your cum spilled into Jake's warmth, painting his guts white.
Moving your hips slightly, you watched the ring of white that formed around your cock. Jake clumsily gripped onto your wrist when you shifted your hips to pull out.
"Again.. Please, sir." He grinned.
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incculum · 2 months
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BOTTOM DOFLAMINGO PLEASE. I haven’t found any. Riding 🙏 backshots🙏
I don't actually write for Doflamingo but I had a thought so I wrote a quick & short drabble. little warning for kind of sub!reader, bondage, & physical manipulation (he uses his devil fruit on you)
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You're sure you wouldn't have agreed to this out of pride had Doflamingo asked you outright, but it's too late for you to do anything about it. Though he's never been the type to ask before doing these things, either.
His thighs cage your hips and before you can grab onto him and force him to finally move faster on your dick, you find your arms stuck, bound by your sides. Doflamingo grins down at you, proud and teeth showing. His hips roll and you have the fleeting thought to complain verbally before it comes out in a sound of pleasure instead when he doesn't give you a chance to adjust to his sudden quickened pace.
He laughs to himself when your hips shift around and it only grows in volume when you throw your head back and grit your teeth.
He uses his powers to his advantage further, forcing your hands onto his body, smiling when you grab his hips and dig your fingernails into his flesh. He listens to your sounds as you watch his ass ripple against your forced thrusts with your head dropped. His strings force you to fill him up for the nth time and he ignores your heavy breathing in favour of making your hips move again, laughing to himself when your grip tightens as you watch your come drip from his hole and form a white ring around the base of your dick. He knows just how overstimulated you are from your shaky breathing and tight hold but, interestingly, you haven't protested..
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Gojo Satoru.
top male reader
nsfw | afab / ftm Gojo | use of the words "pussy", "c*nt" & "clit" | semi-soft, semi-sleepy sex | creampie | hint of cockwarming
a/n: a little softer than what I usually write. I'm going a little insane over pussy right now.. I will also hopefully post more soon once I have more free time, ty for sticking around in the meantime
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You let out a soft sigh through your nose, your eyes beginning to slowly open once the soft touches to your back become something you're unable to ignore further.
Satoru eagerly watches your eyes search for his in the room, dimly lit by the faint daylight peaking through the blinds. A quiet groan resonates in your chest when Satoru stares at you expectantly, "What.."
"C'mon... don't go back to sleep.." Satoru doesn't even attempt to whisper, whining softly, instead. He shakes you when your eyes shut again.
"What do you want.." You sigh into his soft hair. Satoru removes his hand from your back and finds yours, bringing it between his legs. You breathe out a laugh when he rolls his hips against your hand and you feel his soaked underwear.
"Seriously?" You can hear Satoru's sharp inhale when you press your fingers against his pussy through the wet fabric.
"Can't help it," Satoru breathes and his thighs shut around your hand when you try to pull it back.
"And I can't help you if you don't let me." Satoru sighs sharply and frees your hand. He momentarily forgets about the complaint teetering on the tip of his tongue when you push yourself up and slot your body between his spread thighs.
"Hurry up.." the complaint still slips out when you hook your fingers on the band of his underwear and pull it down his thighs, unbearably slow and definitely on purpose. Impatient, he bends his leg, freeing it and leaving the underwear hanging on the other. You take the opportunity to grab his slim thigh, keeping his leg bent, and pushing it to the side, letting you get a perfect view of his pussy glistening in the soft light. You use your other hand to glide a thumb over his clit, feeling the muscles in his thigh twitch under your hold. Satoru moans softly, running his hands up your arms until they rest on your shoulders.
"Just—" Satoru's whine is interrupted when you push your middle finger into his cunt. It glides in easily and he curls his fingers into your shirt. You pull your slick finger back out to rub circles into his clit again, and Satoru clenches his jaw, pushing back against your shoulders lightly. "Quit teasing!" he whines through gritted teeth.
"Quiet, love," you remind him with a hushed voice and watch his expressions. Satoru is so pretty, even when he's annoyed. He tries his best to glare at you but it doesn't do much when he's furrowing his brow and biting his lip to keep himself as quiet as someone like him can be when you continue pressing your finger against his clit. "That's it.." You reward him by finally slipping two fingers into his dripping pussy and he rewards you with a perfect breathy moan.
You pull your wrist back and listen to the squelch of your fingers in his cunt. His slick drips down your hand and you're only given the chance to pump your wrist a few times before Satoru interrupts you again.
"Fuck, why're you taking so long?" Satoru hisses through his moans and you squeeze his thigh in light warning. His tone softens, "please, I can't wait anymore..." He runs his hands down your chest and slips his fingers into your underwear in an impatient attempt to get it off.
"Okay, okay," you pull your hands back, pushing his hands away and pulling your underwear down your thighs yourself. Your cock springs out and Satoru smiles, already delirious, at the sight of it. You fist your cock with your hand, wet with Satoru's slick, and watch him bite his lip.
With a hand on Satoru's thigh again, you glide your cock through his folds and sink into his pussy before he has a chance to complain again. You both let out low moans as you push deeper until you bottom out and he curls his fingers around the bedsheets desperately. Your hips snap forward on their own and he whines softly with wide eyes. His spongy walls hug your cock so softly.
Satoru is already losing himself, whining into the hand he slapped onto his mouth, "move.."
You don't respond verbally, letting yourself drown in the soft pleasure of Satoru's cunt and fuck into him hungrily.
Deep moans slip past Satoru's lips and you don't shush them this time. You chase them desperately instead, your own noises spurring him on. He slips a hand down to his pussy, framing your cock sinking into him with his spread fingers. You fill him so perfectly and he won't let himself keep quiet about it.
"So good..!" He moans out his prettiest smile.
"Move your hand," You pant out.
"What?"
"Just move it, pretty," Satoru pulls his hand back and chokes on a whine when you press your thumb against his sensitive clit. He nearly drools and his moans raise in volume and pitch.
"Oh fuck—!" He whines out, blue eyes screwing shut and hands flying to grip the pillow under his head. You move your thumb quicker, desperate to pull more noises from Satoru's lips.
"M'gonna..!" He cries, arching his back. You speed the movements of your hand up, and pull your hips back further, fucking into him deeper.
"Cum for me, Satoru," you manage to pant out, your words beginning to slur together.
"F-fill me up! Please.."
"Of course," you breathe, it's so hard to form words properly when his pussy is clenching down on your cock so perfectly. You slam your hips against his and squeeze his thigh, moaning out. Your thumb continues to glide over his clit and his back arches.
His thighs tremble and you watch his abdomen tighten when he creams around your cock with a groan. Filling Satoru up is the only thought running through your mind and your body follows through, chest heaving.
You have enough energy to watch your cum start to mix with Satoru's before you let yourself collapse onto him, your cock still resting heavy inside of his pussy.
He lets out a shaky breath when you inevitably move your hips and push your face into his neck, panting against his sticky skin. His hand rests on the back of your head and he lightly scratches at your scalp. "Thank you.."
"Mmm.. love you," you mumble into his neck, drunk from your tiredness and his perfect pussy.
"I know," you pinch his sticky thigh and Satoru snickers.
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incculum · 2 years
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Xiao drabble / thirst.
nsfw | male reader | no actual smut
a/n: Sorry for being gone for so long. I've been very busy and tired, but I gained enough motivation to write this. Might make this into a full fic or something but this is currently just a drabble. I don't take requests for genshin currently, I just couldn't think of a character who would fit this other than Xiao or Doppio. This is not an original idea or trope, but it's one of the hottest imo.
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Xiao, your roommate who you've barely spoken a word to, touches himself to your gym photos. He whines and whimpers at the thought of being caught because it's impossible, right? He hides his secret so well that you catching him is only an imaginary situation.
You pretend that you don't hear his attempts at stifling his moans, that you don't notice him sneaking off to his room whenever you post a new gym pic, pulling his shirt over his crotch. You wait for him to approach you directly, instead of ignoring your existence and getting off to your photos in what Xiao likes to believe is secret. But you're growing impatient. He won't spare you glance, despite seeing you everyday, and the possibility of him even speaking to you directly is dwindling.
So, you come to a conclusion. If Xiao won't approach you himself, why don't you confront him? And what better time than now? His choked moans and hiccups behind the door were never well-hidden to begin with, but now it just seems intentional with how loud and clear he is. It's almost like he's taunting you on purpose.
You can barely hold yourself back when he finally opens the door in response to your knocking. You always thought he was cute, but he was especially pretty now. He's looking up at you, cheeks flushed and almost teary-eyed in embarrassment. One hand keeps his disheveled shirt pulled over his crotch like he always does, but this time he's trying to keep his dignity and hide his shaking thighs. It was clear to anyone what he was doing.
His face seemed to flush more after seeing your knowing gaze and eyes rake over his body. And he didn't seem the slightest bit opposed when you walked into his room, backing him up against the edge of his bed without a word.
He only nodded in agreement to your insults, letting you pull his shirt up over his chest and look at the mess splattered on his thighs that happened because of you.
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Mᴀɴᴊɪʀᴏ Sᴀɴᴏ.
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ᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
ɴsғᴡ | ᴅᴇɢʀᴀᴅᴀᴛɪᴏɴ | ᴅᴀᴅᴅʏ ᴋ. | ʙᴏᴏᴛ-ʀɪᴅɪɴɢ | Mɪᴋᴇʏ ɪs ᴄᴏʟʟᴀʀᴇᴅ & ʟᴇᴀsʜᴇᴅ | ғᴀᴄᴇ-ғᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ | ᴛʜʀᴏᴀᴛ ʙᴜʟɢᴇ | sɪᴢᴇ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇ [ʙʀɪᴇғ] | ᴅᴀᴄʀʏᴘʜɪʟɪᴀ
ᴀ/ɴ: utter shit. — hit 200 the other day. thanks.
ᴡ/ᴄ: 461
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Mikey fell forward, choking with a cough—the chain collar digging into his skin halted him centimetres away from your clothed cock. You wrapped the leash end around your hand, keeping your eyes trained on his small, kneeling figure.
Mikey's tongue rubbed up against the cloth of your pants, his eyes gazing up into yours. You clicked your tongue, jerking the chain and shifting your foot up simultaneously.
He let out a strained laugh, a whine following—the boot pressing against his confined, aching cock had the tips of his ears burning.
"Whoring yourself out for a rival gang's leader... Does your gang know you're nothin' but a cock-hungry slut?" The tone in your voice had Mikey's fingers clawing at your thighs—eager to prove himself with his tongue rather than words.
Fingers fumbled with your zipper, his enthusiasm getting ahead of him. He finally freed your cock from your pants and boxers.
"Daddy—! M'not a slut!" What a liar; he wasted no time wrapping his pretty pink lips around the head of your cock.
It was an amusing sight; the feared Toman leader choking and whining around your cock—barely able to take even half of it down his throat. Mikey shifted his hips, grinding his clothed cock against the black leather of your boot.
A scoff left your lips—he always found ways to stoop to new lows.
Your hand cupped his cheek and his hips stuttered when he registered just how large it was compared to his face. You gripped his hair, simultaneously thrusting your hips forward and pushing him further onto your cock. He gagged and the tears that stung his eyes did nothing but make it a prettier sight.
A muffled, girly moan resonated around your cock. Mikey's drool coated your shaft and dribbled down from his chin, pooling on the floor.
For a moment, your eyes left his face, trailing down the chain leash to the matching chain collar wrapped around Mikey's neck. It warped every time your hips rolled forward—
A throat bulge. Your cock had his small throat bulging with every shift of your hips.
"Fuck." You groaned, picking up the pace and keeping your eyes on his throat, not caring if he could even breathe properly.
The sight of his teary eyes rolling back was the final push. Your cum painted his throat white and Mikey swallowed like it was his second nature.
Hot tears finally spilled over, mixing in with the cum and drool staining his lips. He continued weakly rutting his hips against your boot, desperate for a release, "Please, please, daddy...!"
His small hands holding onto your pant leg were the only thing that kept him from slumping onto the floor when you tugged on the leash once more.
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Mᴀɴᴊɪʀᴏ Sᴀɴᴏ ᴛʜɪʀsᴛ.
ɴsғᴡ | ʙᴜɴɴʏʙᴏʏ Mᴀɴᴊɪʀᴏ | ʙᴇɢɢɪɴɢ | Mɪᴋᴇʏ ᴄʀɪᴇs | ʟᴏsɪɴɢ ᴄᴏɴsᴄɪᴏᴜsɴᴇss
ᴀ/ɴ: Straight from the drafts. I clearly have a thing for making Mikey cry.
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Bunnyboy Mikey. Grab him by his soft bunny ears & watch his back arch further with every tug you give them.
Keep a hand wrapped around his small waist as you fuck his tiny body onto your cock, over 'n' over again. Have him whine for you to stop because it's too much but, at the same time, keep going, harder and faster til he's screaming.
It's not as if his frantic begs for you to stop are any true indication of how he feels, anyway. Not when his fluffy tail twitches and his cute little hole clenches around you when you shove his face into the pillow to shut him up & continue pistoling your cock into his stomach.
He'll quit begging when he's unable to make a single coherent sentence. Only able to let out muffled chants of your name and slurred 'thank you's. Pleas turning into sobs and squeals when you pick up speed and his small, sensitive cock rubs painfully against the bedsheets. Take a fistful of his hair and make him show his pretty face, covered in hot tears and spit—there's even a puddle of drool on the pillow he was biting onto.
He'd be impossible to fully shut up, so when he goes silent it's hard to ignore. Turn him over and see him passed out in a puddle of his own cum, tears & drool—still clenching down on your cock like a good bunny.
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Tᴏᴊɪ Fᴜsʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇ.
ɴsғᴡ | ᴄʀᴇᴀᴍᴘɪᴇ | ʜɪɴᴛ ᴏғ ᴀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇsᴏᴍᴇ | Tᴏᴊɪ's ᴡʀɪsᴛs ᴀʀᴇ ʙᴏᴜɴᴅ
ᴀ/ɴ: tried to write something. I've been feeling off lately & writer's block has been a bitch. might add jjk to my write list.
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Toji was sure the other guests could hear him through the paper-thin walls. He didn't bother to try and silence his noises.
He didn't care enough to.
"You're such a whore for my cock you couldn't even wait til we got home, huh?"
You weren't even halfway home from your late meeting when Toji leaned over the console, fingers playing with your zipper and a shit-eating grin on his face. You ignored him at first and he grew more persistent, unbuckling his seatbelt to lean over and run his tongue over the expensive fabric covering your cock. You didn't think twice before pulling into the parking lot of a nearby motel and pulling Toji out of the car.
Toji's response to your 'question' was the same sleazy grin thrown over his shoulder, pink lips glistening with spit and eyes hazy. Your tie was wrapped snug around his wrists, binding them behind his back. His puffy pink ring tightened around your shaft when he caught sight of your furrowing brow.
A growl reverberated in your throat, threatening to escape. You gripped his bound wrists, pulling him further onto your cock.
A choked moan left Toji's lips when the head of your cock continuously drilled into his already-swollen prostate. He shifted against the bed, arching his back and letting out a low, drunken chuckle at the 'good' you rewarded him with.
You gripped his ass cheeks, spreading them to admire the white ring of cum forming whenever your cock sank into him.
"You're shameless, Toji. I bet everyone in the building can hear you." As if on cue, there was a knock at the door. You grinned at Toji, your thrusts not slowing down,
"Think we should let them join?"
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