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tojipie · 6 months

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what would it be like if toji had a needy cry baby gf 😣😣😣

this is such a cute ask omg :(( had so much fun writing this! enjoy

content: anxiety, hurt/comfort, fluff

the telltale sound of a buzzing phone wakes you from your catnap. you shift on the couch, lifting your head from toji’s lap to gather yourself.

“what is it?” he mumbles, pulling your blanket back over your shoulders to keep you warm. the hum of the TV almost lulls you back asleep, eyes fluttering shut.

“mm y’r phone is ringing.” you whisper groggily, rubbing your eye with the back of your hand.

“you wanna go get it for me?” toji asks, pressing a kiss to your hairline as you stand up from the couch, blanket still wrapped tight around your shoulders.

“it’s probably on the bathroom counter.” he notes, kissing you again as a thank you. he was always tender with you when you were sleepy. your heart soars as you make your way upstairs and into your shared room.

you can practically feel the ringing as you cross the threshold of the bedroom door, padding past the bed and into the connected bathroom with a hum.

he must’ve forgotten it here when the two of you had showered earlier you reason, shading your eyes from the lights the two of you left on.

you head towards the counter, grabbing the device and immediately dropping it onto the solid tile.

WHACK

… shit

“shitshitshit.” you curse, toji’s ringtone coming to a stop as soon as the phone had hit the floor.

your heart sinks to your feet all the way through the marbled tile and into the dirt as you approach the device, praying the sound it’d made on impact wasn’t as serious as you remembered.

“no.. nonono oh my god.” you whisper, immediately crouching down to pick his phone up off the floor, eyes filling with tears as you try to gauge the damage.

just as you feared, a massive crack running down one corner to another. the bottom left corner of the screen was completely blacked out save for a few blinking pixels around the edge, it’s touch screen barely responsive as your thumb runs along the electronic gash

hot tears run down your face as you realize the seriousness of what you’d done. toji needed this phone for work, practically had it on him at all times except for when he was at home.

he’d be mad at you, right? this was serious damage, something neither of you could brush off. his kindness only went so far you gathered.

and since when was bathroom tile that destructive? god, you were going to throw up.

“you ok?” your boyfriend yells from downstairs, turning your blood cold.

“yup!” you respond, voice shaking a little more than you intended. your wrap your blanket tighter around your quivering body, quickly wiping your tears with the soft fabric.

“who was calling?”

you curse again, tapping the shattered screen to try and look at the caller ID. you can barely make out shiu’s name with all the damage.

“it’s shiu.” you yell back, trying to soothe the redness around your eyes and nose in the mirror.

the stairs creak as you wobble downstairs, cheeks still wet with fresh tears. what were you even going to tell him? that you dropped his phone once and now it was practically unusable?

“hey thank you sweet gi—”

Toji’s face falls at the sight of you, immediately standing up to wrap you in his arms. your quiet sniffles turn into full blown sobbing as you clutch the phone to your chest, trying your best to hide it from him.

“what’s wrong pretty?” your boyfriend whispers, rubbing your back with a huge hand. the older man presses soft kisses to your cheeks and forehead, leading you over to the couch and pulling you into his warm lap.

“i dropped your phone.” you whimper, shaky hands fiddling with the device as you prepare to disappoint the love of your life.

“yeah?” toji mumbles understandingly. “let’s see it baby, don’t worry.” he reassures you, taking his phone from your lap and turning it over.

“it’s just it was still wet cause you were answering a text in the shower and it slipped from my hand and—”

you gauge his face for an inevitable scowl, maybe a scoff. whatever it was, you deserved it.

instead, toji smiles.

“oh my god.” you whimper. was he so mad that he had no choice to smile? was there simply not any other expression to convey how upset he was?

toji surprises you again as he throws the phone to the side, letting it bounce across the couch cushions.

“that’s it?” he laughs, rubbing up and down your sides.

“you sniffle again, wiping your eyes.

“whadduya mean that’s it… i broke it.” you practically sob, turning to get up from his lap.

warm hands circle around your arms, leading your smaller body back to his chest. the older man wipes your cheeks with both thumbs, pressing an impossibly soft kiss to your hairline.

“nothing I can’t get fixed.” he tells you, smoothing your hair away from your face.

“but it’ll be expensive..”

“not for me.” he laughs

“you should be me at me.” you mumble softly, guilt still knawing away at you.

“why would I be mad at you for making a little mistake?” toji’s voice is soft, reassuring. his chest is warm and he smells like a campfire, practically lulling you to sleep with how tenderly he holds you.

“I’ve literally had a bullet go right through my screen baby.” he laughs. “I’ve dropped my phone out of moving cars, I’ve had it run over. you think i don’t replace this thing every month?”

you gasp, head popping up from his shoulder. “a bullet?”

“you can thank shiu for that.” he mumbles, kissing you again.

“what I mean is it’s nothing i can’t fix.” he tells you, reclining onto the couch and pulling you with him. “how could I ever be mad you?” he whispers into your cheek.

you nod, the last of your tears drying up as your body relaxes on top of his. you hated how bad your anxiety got at times, clouding your judgement and effectively convincing you that the world hated you.

“tell you what.” he starts.

“tomorrow how about me and you go pick up a replacement for me, and then get you a new phone too?” he asks tenderly, tracing shapes into your hair with his finger.

“you wanted the new one right? in pink?”

you nod with a giggle, eyes fluttering shut as the sound of your boyfriend’s heartbeat syncs with yours.

“yeah.” you tell him shyly, fiddling with the hem of his shirt. “in pink please.”

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ohimsummer · 5 months

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THAT’S THE WRONG NUMBER ft. TOJI FUSHIGURO

— minors dni, female! reader, riding toji, kind of exhibitionism, reader gets called a slut, creampie, light dumbification, cuckholding, inspired by a conversation I had with my coworker lol

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Toji’s eyes jerk open, the soft ‘plap plap’ of you bouncing on his cock overcome by the shrill ring of his cellphone. The device, having obnoxiously interrupted his bliss, vibrates restlessly on the wooden side table. Toji stares at the unknown number on his screen, a brow raised in mild concern. There were only a select few people who had his number and all of them were listed in his contacts, so he really had no idea who it could be.

Your movement slows as you notice the subtle change in his mood.” Somethin’ wrong, Toji?”

He smoothes a large hand over your waist, tightens his grip and raises your body until just his tip remains inside. “You don’t worry your pretty lil’ head ‘bout it, doll, keep goin’ for me.”

Humming and lowering your hips, Toji doesn’t have to tell you twice before you’re engulfing his cock in your needy hole again. Your hands find purchase on his spread knees, and you watch him through the window’s reflection. A hand reaches around to squeeze your breast before massaging a nipple under his thumb. Toji pinches it between two fingers, drawing a whine from you, and then tugs at the hardened bud while the other hand tucks his phone between his ear and shoulder.

“Mm?”, Toji grunts into the speaker, obviously annoyed.

The other person hesitates for a second, before asking, “Er–, is this, uh, Y/N?”

Dark eyes bore holes into your back, and your skin tingles beneath Toji’s hard, irritated gaze. “Who’s askin’ ?”

The person, some guy, stutters over the line for a few seconds and Toji grins. “Some-someone gave me their number earlier, sorry I must’ve called the wrong one-“

“Nah, nah.,” Toji quickly corrects them. “She’s right here, lemme give her the phone.”

His words barely register in your mind before Toji’s holding the phone to your ear. You hesitate, and he warns you with a particularly harsh thrust before you’re taking the phone in a shaky grasp. “Attagirl.” he groans lowly behind you. As you slur out a half-assed greeting, you notice your boyfriend plant his feet on the floor, grip fastening on your hips as Toji stills your movements. You give him a pitiful, needy glance, one he huffs a laugh at, and Toji uses his strength to hold you steady.

“H-hey–!,” you squeak out as Toji suddenly slams into you, breath snatched away at his sudden wild and relentless pace.

You recognize the voice on the other end instantly, some weirdo who wouldn’t take no for an answer when he asked for your number, so you gave him Toji’s instead. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, both in aggravation and toe-curling pleasure from the thick drag of Toji’s cock amongst your walls. You feel every vein and every twitch, every throb of his length amidst the wet heat of your pussy, and you stuff a fist between your teeth just to smother your moans.

“Hey, what’s up?,” the guy asked. “It’s Anthony, we met in the superm…”

His voice fades away instantly, all you can focus on is the way Toji’s fat dick plunges deeper and deeper with every thrust. You balance on your toes, nails sinking into Toji’s legs just to help you stay upright. He runs a hand down the arch of your back, presses you forward just a bit and leers at the gooey, white mess built up at the base of his cock. The lewd mixture of cum, slick, and precum connecting the both of you between every thrust. Just under the sloppy sound of skin against skin, Toji can still hear that prick on the phone rambling on and on, but what he can’t hear? Those filthy cries and curses you usually make whenever he impales you on his dick. And he doesn’t like that, not one bit.

“T- Toji!,” you feebly warn as his hand trails lower, stopping to lightly twist your erected nipples before making it’s way to rub rough, messy circles on your swollen clit. “Don’t–!”

“Uhh…,” Anthony mutters awkwardly on the phone. “Is this a bad time…?”

“G-give me, ah, one min–ute!”, you force between half-muffled whines before Toji shoves himself into you once more, nudging at that spongy spot inside you and a broken sob breaks out from your lips.

“You sure?”

A quick “mhm!” is all you can muster as your release threatens to tip over the edge. Moans and whimpers leak out around your fist still tightly wedged in your mouth, soaked with drool that also drips down your chin, and you opt to hold Toji’s phone at arm’s length.

He stands behind you, dragging your hips up with his own to continue his feverish assault on your body. Every thrust pounded into you lurches your body forward, the phone now dangling in your feeble grip. You clutch at his forearm, nails leaving behind angry, red scratches and you can’t hide the loud, ruined wails Toji drives out of you.

A bruising grasp on your hips, he leans over your back to mutter against your ear. “Ya still on the phone with that guy?” He laughs a low chuckle in your ear. “Ya want him to hear you bein’ a slut on my dick, huh? That’s why you givin’ my number out to random guys, so they can hear you on the phone gettin’ fucked up?” Your pussy clenches around him at his words.

And just to make a point, his teeth sink into the sensitive spot of your neck, and you groan so loud there’s no way Anthony didn’t hear it. You can faintly hear him still on the line, but you couldn’t possibly bring yourself to care at this point. Toji’s dick batters against the sweet spot of your pussy, and it has your brain turned to complete mush. Your legs nearly give out as your high comes crashing down on you in massive waves, and Toji holds you upright to fuck you right through it. His dick twitches inside you and you can tell he’s close. “Ugh, f-fuck,” he grunts into your neck, “Cummin’ angel–“ His thrusts grow stuttered, balls tightening and he slows to a grind against your ass as heavy loads of his release spurt deep inside you.

You drawl out one last moan as Toji eases out, leaving you with an empty sensation; you can feel his and your cum dripping out your fluttering hole and down your thighs. Arms limply falling towards the floor, the cellphone slips from your hand, luckily landing on the carpet with a soft ‘thud!’, and you whine when Toji plunges two thick fingers into your cunt to stuff his cum back inside. “You worked hard for this, didn’t you? Can’t waste it now.” And you mindlessly nod your head in agreement, much to his amusement. A loud round of pants and gasps for air fill the room, apparently loud enough for Anthony to hear as you and Toji both watch the words ‘Call Ended’ show up on the screen.

#toji x reader #jjk x reader #toji fushiguro x reader #toji fushiguro smut #jjk smut #jjk x reader smut

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atomicladytimetravel · 5 months

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The Best Part of Waking Up

Summary: Joel comes home exhausted after working fourteen hours, but reader is in the mood. After some begging, reader gives up. Joel wakes her up in the middle of the night to give her what she asked for.

Warnings: Mature content. Porn with very little plot - like is the plot in the room with us? 18+ ONLY. MDNI. Unprotected p in v, creampie, use of the word ‘whore’ (once and reader likes it), use of ‘daddy’, dirty talk, spanking, slight ass play.

Word Count: 1,851

It’s finally Friday, your favorite day of the week. Your husband Joel usually comes home at around 4:00 PM and the two of you have takeout, watch a movie and then fuck like rabbits. Sometimes you just fuck like rabbits. Either way, your body has basically been programmed to expect dick every Friday evening.

You glance anxiously at the time on your phone - 6:55 PM. Joel should’ve been home almost three hours ago, but something had gone wrong at the job site and he had to stay and deal with it. He promised he would be home by seven, but he hasn’t even called to say he’s on his way.

Finally, at 9:00 PM, you hear Joel’s heavy footsteps on the front porch. He opens the door, a sheepish look already on his face.

“I’m so sorry baby,” he apologizes immediately. “Being the owner isn’t all it’s cracked up to be sometimes.”

“It’s alright Joel, you’re home now.”

You cross over to him and hook your arms around his neck. His arms circle your waist and he gives you a lingering kiss. You’ve been horny all day and the slight bit of affection sends you into overdrive. You try to initiate sex, but he gently pulls away from you.

“I’m sorry honey, but I’m exhausted. Let’s get some sleep and we’ll have tomorrow to ourselves, yeah?”

“Mm, pleeeease Joel? I’ll do all the work.”

“As tempting as it sounds, I’m just too tired. I worked fourteen hours today,” he protests.

“But daddyyyy,” you pout, but he puts a finger to your lips.

“No whining. I’m going to go lay down and tomorrow, I’ll fuck you all day. I promise.”

“Fine,” you agree and he kisses you again. He bids you good night and you watch a few more episodes of your favorite show before joining him.

Joel wakes up a few hours later with his cock throbbing between his legs. He tosses and turns for another half hour, trying every method he could think of to make a hard on disappear.

“I should’ve fucked her when she was begging for it,” he thinks to himself. He turns and snuggles close to you, his hard on pressed into your ass. He kisses your neck, reaching underneath your sleep shirt to fondle your breast.

“Wake up baby girl,” he whispers in your ear when you start to stir. He nibbles your ear while he rolls your nipple between his fingers and you can’t help but let out a soft moan.

“What are you doing Joel?” you giggle sleepily.

“‘M just tryin’ to give you the cock you were beggin’ me for earlier.”

“Mm, but ‘m sleepy now baby,” you whine. You don’t protest when his hand wanders underneath your panties, however. He drags his middle finger through your wetness and uses it to circle your clit.

“Seems like you could use some help t’me,” he mutters into the crook of your neck. “She’s so wet baby. She wants t’be played with.”

You drape your leg over his in response, opening yourself up to him.

“There ya go baby, let me have it,” he rasps in your ear. You whimper quietly as he rubs slow circles on your clit. He dips his finger into your entrance and marvels at just how wet you are.

“Mmm, yeah she wants it bad darlin’.”

You whine as he removes his hand from your panties and he shushes you.

“I’m gonna take care of my baby girl, don’t worry. I just wanna get you naked first.”

You feel him shuffle behind you and he turns on the lamp on his bedside table. You roll onto your back, squinting and groaning at the sudden brightness.

“Sorry, I just wanna be able to see my beautiful girl,” he says, pressing a sweet kiss to your lips. He pulls the comforter off your body and hooks his fingers in the waistband of your panties, dragging them down your legs. He tosses them aside and you sit up, pulling the shirt over your head as he sheds his boxers.

“God, you’re so fuckin’ pretty,” he compliments as he moves toward you on his knees. You lie back as he settles between your legs. You wrap your legs around his waist and pull him toward you; he collapses on top of you with a chuckle and quick kiss.

“Thought you were too sleepy,” he teases. You pull his head down for a hot, opened mouth kiss.

“Not anymore,” you mumble against his lips. “Want you so fucking bad.”

“Yeah angel? You wanna feel daddy’s cock?”

“Yes…please,” you respond. He settles onto his knees and wraps a hand around his cock. He pushes the tip through your slit, using it to rub your clit. You grip onto his forearm and moan his name as he continues using his cock to rub your clit.

“Fuck it feels good just like this,” he groans. “Might make you cum like this before I fuck you. Pussy’s so fuckin’ slick.”

You don’t protest; the head of his cock on your aching clit feels too fucking good.

“Yes, please daddy don’t stop. It feels so good, been needing you to touch me all day.”

“Aww, you needy little thing,” he coos. “Always so ready for my cock, my good girl.”

You whimper in response, head tipping back as you feel the beginnings of your orgasm approaching.

“You’re gonna cum, aren’tcha baby? I can see it on that beautiful face. Go on, let it go for me so I can stuff that tight hole.”

“Yeah baby, I’m gonna cum. Keep going just like that, I’m so fucking close.”

He slides his cock through your folds once, twice, and then on the third time, you’re coming undone.

“I’m cumming baby, fuck!”

“That’s it darlin’ - fuck baby girl, you’re gettin’ my cock so wet.”

He slaps the head of his cock on your clit as you cum, prolonging your orgasm. Once you’ve come down, he aligns himself with your entrance and pushes in slowly, groaning at the feeling of your tight walls around him.

“Always so tight f’me,” he grunts. “Fuckin’ perfect pussy made just to take my cock.”

He rocks into you slowly at first, burying his face in the crook of your neck to suck on the skin there.

“My pretty, perfect baby girl,” he whispers. “Oh baby, you feel so good.”

“Oh god,” you whimper. You hook your ankles together behind his back, allowing him to push deeper. You drag your nails down his back and he snaps his hips forward in response; he loves the stinging feeling of your nails on his skin when he’s giving you his cock. He’ll have red scratch marks for a day or two, but he loves the reminder of how good he makes his baby feel.

“Do it again,” he hisses, and you oblige. He snaps his hips forward again with a growl.

“H-harder Joel, please,” you beg.

He sits up and hooks his forearms underneath the crooks of your knees and starts pounding into you. The headboard bangs against the wall with the force of his thrusts and you grip the sheets for dear life.

“Yeah baby? Like this? You wanna get fucked like a little whore?”

“Yes daddy, oh my god!” you cry.

“Fuck yeah, take this fuckin’ cock. Such a good fuckin’ girl.”

“Keep going baby, ‘m gonna cum,” you pant.

“Rub that pretty clit for me baby,” he instructs through gritted teeth. “Cum all over daddy’s cock pretty girl.”

You reach between your bodies and rub fast circles on your clit. Coupled with his hard thrusts, the action causes you to tumble over the edge, legs shaking and wild moans escaping your throat.

“Oh my god Joel, ‘m cumming so fucking hard!”

“Oh god yeah, I feel that pussy squeezin’ me,” he moans. He pulls out when you’ve come down and strokes himself slowly.

“Turn over and throw that gorgeous ass in the air for daddy.”

You obey quickly, arching your back and giving him the best view of your ass. He smacks it appreciatively, the sting making you moan. He spreads your cheeks and whistles lowly.

“Mmm, look at that pretty little ass hole.”

He slides his cock back into your pussy and grabs your hips, setting a steady pace.

“One day I’m gonna stuff both of your little holes at the same time,” he promises. The thought makes a fresh surge of arousal course through you.

“Oh, you like the thought of that, do ya little one?” he chuckles, feeling the rush of wetness that came with your arousal.

“Yes daddy,” you whimper. He stuffs the tip of his thumb into your ass hole and you gasp.

“Feel good?” he questions.

“Yes, please leave it there,” you respond.

“So fuckin’ hot baby. Oh fuck, I love you,” he whimpers.

“I love you Joel.”

His thrusts speed up and your head falls into the pillow below you, muffling your sounds. He grips your hair and pulls hard enough to lift your head.

“Keep that head up. I wanna hear how fuckin’ good I’m makin’ you feel.”

“Yes daddy,” you obey. He doesn’t release his grip, however, and with his hand in your hair and his thumb in your ass, you cum hard around him.

“Oh shit, oh shit, I’m cumming daddy!” you wail.

“Yeah baby, that’s my good girl. Daddy loves listening to you cum.”

He fucks you through your orgasm and keeps pounding into you until you’re having another. He spanks you repeatedly while your pussy clenches around him and you babble mindlessly about how good his cock is.

“I know baby, and you take it so well,” he smirks. “Best god damn pussy I’ve ever fucked.”

“Mmm, fuck, I can’t stop cumming,” you moan as a fifth orgasm hits. “Oh god daddy, I’m cumming so good.”

“That’s my fuckin’ girl,” he grits out. “Fuck, I’m gonna unload right in this little pussy. Gonna fill you so full of my cum. My balls are so fuckin’ heavy.”

“Yes daddy, give it to me. Give me your cum.”

His thrusts become sloppy until an animalistic sound tears from his chest. He grips both hips as his balls tighten and ropes of cum fill your pussy.

“Baby girl,” he rasps. “God damn, I’m blowing a fuckin’ load in your pretty pussy.”

You feel some of his cum trickle down your thigh, but he doesn’t stop.

“Fuck baby, it’s already spilling out and I’m not - nnngh - not done yet.”

He finishes with a final thrust and pulls out of you gently. Cum immediately starts dripping from your spent hole and he gets up to grab a towel. He cleans off your thighs and wipes off his dick before finding your panties and helping you into them.

“Keep as much of me in there as you can baby,” he says, patting your clothed pussy. He settles into bed behind you and wraps his arm around your waist.

“Get some sleep my love,” he whispers in your ear. “I still intend to keep my promise about tomorrow.”

#joel miller #pedro pascal #joel miller smut #pedro pascal smut #the last of us #tlou hbo #tlou series #tlou smut

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ilwonuu · 3 months

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Can you write jealous/possessive jaehyun smut? not in a toxic way but a cute way if anything. 🫶🏼

YES OF COURSE!!!<3 thank u for the request. i am the biggest jaehyun girlie like he is one my favorite idols!!! also he is so fine i need him biblically 🥱

𒀭 ˖ ࣪ only yours. j.jaehyun

summary- you plan to go out on a friday with your friends planning to have the most fun ever. jaehyun has a better idea.

warnings- unprotected sex, slight jealousy, sweet jaehyun(pls save me jaehyun pls), soft sex, fingering, kissing, pet names(baby fem receiving, he gets called jae once), sweet love(ew)

authors note- i’m so happy someone requested a jaehyun fic because i literally was gonna write one anyways<3

you have started to get ready for your night out. you pick out your favorite black dress knowing it makes your body look great. “you look so pretty but you’re really gonna wear that out without me?” he says playfully but you know he isn’t joking deep down.

“jaehyun you knew i was going out with my friends tonight come on.” you look away from him finishing your final touches on your appearance. “i know i did but you just look so beautiful im nervous someone is gonna try to hit on you.” he slowly makes his way behind you wrapping his hands around your waist. “jaehyun no one is gonna hit on me. and if they do it doesn’t matter because im coming home every night to you.” you smile slightly as you turn around to face him. “i know i know im not trying to be crazy you know how i am. you’re too pretty i don’t want anyone else to see my pretty girl. you are just so beautiful.” he smiles pulling you into a deep kiss.

melting into the kiss for a quick second before pulling away. “jaehyun! you’re kisses are gonna mess up my makeup.” he just smiles again kissing your neck this time.

“you know.. you could stay home with me..” he nips at your neck making you shudder at his warm breath. “j-jaehyun you know i have plans i can’t just cancel.” he doesn’t stop kissing and biting your neck gently moving his hand to rub your thigh. “i mean you definitely can cancel and i really don’t want you to go.” he smiles at you. “jaehyun you keep asking me to cancel tho. they’re gonna think something is wrong.” he shakes his head. “just tell them im sick or something.” you roll your eyes pushing him back slowly. “you seriously don’t want me to go that bad? baby it will be okay.” you look at yourself in the mirror. “please? i just don’t want you to be looking so beautiful without me. i swear if you really want to go i will still be happy to drop you off.” he is practically begging you.

“fine. but next time i am not canceling and i mean that okay!” he smiles pulling you back to him to kiss you roughly. “mm i want to take this dress off you..” he pulls one of your straps off your shoulder. kissing from your shoulder up to your neck. “j-jaehyun..”

“huh? whats wrong?” he says pulling the other strap off before pushing the dress down your body. “t-touch me please.” you say with a desperate tone. “of course baby.” he moves his hand to between your legs rubbing your thigh slightly. “lets lay you down hm?” he says walking you back into the bed laying you down gently.

“you look so beautiful..” he says moving in between your legs slightly rubbing your clothed clit. “jaehyun please.” he laughs. “okay okay tell me what you want baby.”

“i want you to fuck me. please.” he nods. “let me prep you first okay?” he pulls your panties down your legs. “look at you. i can’t believe you were gonna go out this wet and this fucking beautiful.”

he rubs a finger over your folds before slowly pushing it in. “fuck you’re so wet.” he doesn’t take his eyes off your expression as he fucks his finger into you. “i need m-more jaehyun please.” he nods quickly fucking another finger into you. “like this?” he says with a sweet kiss against your head. “jaehyun please just fuck me i can take it..” he fucks his fingers into you a couple more times before pulling them out and immediately pulling his dick out of his pants. “tell me if it hurts okay?” you nod watching him line up his dick with your entrance slowly pushing in the tip. “you okay?” he looks at your face to see any signs of discomfort. “i’m fine just keep going..” you say pulling his face down to kiss him. he pushes his dick further inside you bottoming out.

“you feel- shit feel so tight.” he smiles at before thrusting into you shallowly. “s-shit you-fuck i can’t even think y/n.” he groans deeply as he continues to give slow thrusts. “harder jaehyun..” you say pushing your hips into him trying to meet his thrusts.

he does not need to be told twice as he fucks you at a deeper angle. “fuck! jaehyun please don’t stop.” he drills his hips deep into you. “i w-won’t baby don’t worry.” he moves some hair of your face.

he is fucking you the deepest he has ever fucked you. you can feel ever bit of his cock. you are drunk on the feeling of his dick getting lost in it. “feel good baby?” he asks. all you can give him is a moan as an answer.

“baby you are doing so well. gonna let me cum inside your pretty pussy?” he pulls you into a rough kiss making out with you as his dick twitches inside you. he pulls out slightly not wanting to cum before you. “fuck i cant believe i didn’t notice your bra was on. let me take that off for you.” he unclips your bra quickly going back to fucking you.

he doesn’t even give you enough time to think before you are creaming all over his dick. he just watches the mess that oozes out of you. his mouth open as you feel him cum deep inside you. “f-fuck baby.” he whimpers your name quietly before pulling out of you slowly. “shit baby im so sorry i came inside without asking.”

you shake your head. “it’s okay jae. i wanted you to..” you smile kissing his cheek. “fuck you’re gonna make me hard again.” you roll your eyes laughing at him.

“lets clean up and cuddle please?” you ask receiving a nod and a bunch of kisses around your face. “anything you want.”

#nct x reader #nct smut #nct 127 #nct #nct jaehyun #jaehyun #jaehyun smut #jaehyun fic #nct imagines #nct scenarios #jeong jaehyun

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ravenromanova · 8 months

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Our pretty girl

Parings: Wandanat x female reader

Warnings: Insecure reader, SMUT 18+!!! Mommy kink, Daddy kink, Strap-on use, Fingering, Oral, Choking, Very small plot with a lot of porn

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You sigh as you stare at yourself in the third outfit you’ve tried on tonight. Tears fill your eyes as you walk back to your closet and try to find something else. You rummage through your closet trying to find something but you just hate everything you pull out. The tears filling your eyes fall as you try to think. You’re so deep and lost in thought you didn’t hear the knocking at your door.

“Dekta?” A soft voice calls out to you as you door opens. You whip your head around in response and see your two favorite redheads standing at your door.

“Oh hi” The words come out a little broken as you stifle your tears. Wanda and Natasha both look at you curiously as you dry your tears.

“What wrong Moya Lyubov? Why are you crying?” Wanda asks immediately pulling you into a hug. Natasha is quick to stand by your side and rub your back as Wanda holds you.

“I was supposed to go on a date tonight but i can’t find an outfit that i like-“ The tears you were holding back fell as you spoke. “I hate the way i look in everything i’ve tried on. i just feel disgusting in everything.” You choke out and both of them stare at you in disbelief.

“Dekta no- dont say about about yourself, you’re so beautiful.” Natasha whispers as Wanda takes you hand and sits you on your bed. They both sit on either side of you and each take a hand.

“Natasha’s right Malysh you’re stunning even if you dont see it yourself.” The sokovian says as she rubs her thumb over your knuckles.

“You two are just being nice” You mutter under your breath as you stare at the hem of the black dress you’re wearing. You dont see it but Wanda and Natasha share a telepathic conversation and quickly come up with a plan.

“Stop putting yourself down Dekta” Natasha’s russian accent decided to make an appearance as she whispers in your ear. She moves your hair away from your neck before kissing it. You shudder and stare and the russian as she kisses you. Quickly you dart your head towards Wanda who has a smile on her face. You have no clue what’s going on but you’ve decided to relish in whatever it is for now.

“Why don’t we show you just how pretty we think you are Malysh?” Wanda says and suddenly you feel her hand move up your thigh under your dress. You look in between the both of them shocked and just nod your head.

“mm good girl” Natasha whispers and before you know it your thrown on the bed on your back with then hovering on each side of you. Your thoughts run a million miles and hour ad you feel their hands on your skin. Their touch leaves goosebumps on your skin and you beg them for more.

“Patience Dekta” The russian says as Wanda flicks her wrist and leaves you all in your underwear. Your hands fly over your mostly exposed body and neither of them are having it. Wanda tsks and uses her magic to her magic to pin your hands above your head.

“No hiding from us Malysh we want to see all of you pretty girl.” She coos before she puts her hand on your cheek and brings you in for a soft and sweet kiss. When she pulls away you don’t have time to recover before Natashas lips are on yours.

“Why dont we take this off” Natasha point towards your black lingerie and Wanda is quick to take it off with her magic. Her hands on you within seconds and you softly moan at the feeling.

“Please” You plead not exactly knowing what you’re asking for but they catch on and then you feel Wandas mouth on your nipple.

“You look so pretty like this Dekta” Natashas husky voice echos through the room as she kisses down your thighs. When her eyes land on your glistening pussy she lets out a deep guttural moan. She wasted no time in eating you out. She slowly starts by sucking your clit while Wanda still plays with your tits.

“Oh fuck daddy” You immediately feel embarrassed by your choice of words and quickly cover mouth in realization. But you’re quick to learn that Natasha likes that when she starts to suck you’re clit even harder.

“Say it again” She mumbles as she adds a finger into you and starts fucking you faster.

“Oh fuck daddy p-please” The moan that comes out of you in downright pornographic. Your reward for saying it again was Natasha adding a second finger and Wanda’s pussy hovering over your face. As she adds a second finger your back arches and you let out a deep moan and scream. Within seconds you’re cumming on her fingers.

“while daddy fucks you, Mommy is gonna sit on that pretty face okay?” She half asks as she runs her hands through you hair. You stare at your pink pussy then back up at her green eyes and nod.

Wanda is quick to sit on your face and you waste no time in sucking on your clit and moaning at her taste. She throws her head back and rocks her hips against your face as you suck her.

“Oh fuck Malyshka that feels so good” She moans as you add a finger into her and pick up the pace. You’re so lost in Wanda taking over all your senses that you barely have time to notice Natasha getting her strap.

You feel the bed dip by your legs and feel your knees being propped up. Natasha runs her strap up up and down your pussy to collect your slick. You moan at the contact of the strap against your clit which in turn sends a vibration on wanda’s clit that has her pulling your hair.

“Right there Malysh right here” Wanda pants as she grinds her pussy down on your face more. As you flick your tongue on her clit she lets out sinful moans that fill the room. Feeling the strap against your hole you involuntarily buck your hips against it.

Natasha takes that as her sign to fully push the strap in you and bottom out within seconds. “OH FUCK” You scream as she sets a hard get slow pace. She mutters a ‘good girl’ as you buck your hips to the hilt of the strap.

Your attention immediately goes back to Wanda as you feel her squeeze your fingers. You keep fingering her and sucking her clit as she grinds her pussy on your face more. The room is filled with moans and the sound of Natasha fucking your wet pussy and it’s music to all of your ears.

“I-i’m gonna c-cum” Wanda tries to spit out but her words are broken as you pick up your pace and soon she’s pulling on your hair having an explosive orgasm.

“You taste so good mommy” You moan out and give her a little praise as she removes herself from your face and lays next to you.

“Mm thank you Malysh” She says and she turns her head to see Natasha fucking into you faster than before.

“You look so pretty like this baby- all fucked out on Daddy’s cock” Natasha praises and she picks up your legs to get a depose angle.

“OH FUCK DADDY!” You scream as the strap hits your g-spot. Natasha smirks and grabs your hips before pounding into you and kissing your g-spot with every stroke.

“Come on Dekta cum for me. Cum on Daddy’s cock” She demands and you can feel the coil in your stomach about to snap. Wanda feels a little left out so she decides to move her body down to where Natasha is. She then takes her thumb and rubs it over your clit.

“y-yes oh fuck yes” Your words come out broken just like Wanda’s did moments ago. They both continue fucking you and your mind goes blank. You’ve never felt this much pleasure before in your life. All you can feel is them in and on you and you fucking love it. Natasha gives you a particularly hard thrust that makes the coil in your stomach snap.

“YES DADDY!” You scream as your back arches off the bed and you cum on the strap. She fucks you through your high and Wanda keeps a slow pace on your clit before giving it a quick kiss.

“You did so good Malyshka” Wanda praises as she comes back up to you face and gives you a sweet kiss. Natasha slows pulls out of you and you whine at the lost of contact.

She gets off the bed and walks over to the bathroom and grabs a rag and dampens it. She walks back out to see you and Wanda cuddling and a bright smile crosses her lips.

“Let’s get you two cleaned up” Natasha urges as she spreads both you and Wanda’s legs. She cleans you up and then cleans Wanda up and gives both of your pussies a kiss before laying on the other side of you.

You relish in the warmth of being between them but then suddenly you get hit with a big wave of anxiety. What if this was just a one time thing? where they just taking pity on you? did they even actually find you attractive.

But your thoughts are soon cut off by their hands on your stomach drawing small circles with their fingers.

“It’s not a one time thing Malysh” Wanda whispers in your ear and it’s only then that you realize she could hear your thoughts.

“We want you” Natasha adds as she cuddles into your side along with Wanda. They both kiss your cheek and hug you tight.

“Good because i wanna be yours” You whisper back as you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding.

“You already were from the moment we walked in tonight” Natasha says smiling a little bit and you playfully roll your eyes.

“Our pretty girl” Wanda kisses the side of your head before closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep. Natasha gives you a sweet kiss before doing the same. Soon you fall asleep intertwined with the worlds two most beautiful women and a smile on your face.

~the end

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#wandanat #wandanat x reader #wandanat smut #wanda x natasha x reader #marvel x reader #wanda x natasha #wanda maximoff imagine #wanda maximoff #natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff imagine #wanda maximoff x reader smut #natasha romanoff x reader smut #wanda maximoff x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #ravenromanova

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moonstruckme · 15 days

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hii! I was wondering if you could write something about James meeting reader for the first time when he finds her crying at a party or something? and just takes the time to comfort her and get to know her?

Idk that idea just came to me and I think it’s so sweet and adorable 😭🙏🏼

Thank you for requesting lovely!

cw: alcohol

James Potter x fem!reader ♡ 1.2k words

You thought you came in here to be alone, but it’s just like a boy to come and ruin your plans. And just like James Potter to be drawn to the sound of your weeping like a superhero towards sirens.

“Hello?” You cover your mouth with a hand as the bedroom door creaks open. “Is someone in here?”

You recognize the voice even robbed of its usual levity, cautiously softened for your benefit. Your stilted breaths continue puffing out of your nose despite your attempts to be quiet, and James’ footsteps come closer.

“Hey,” he says, crouching in front of you, “you alright?”

“Mm-hm,” you hum pitchily. Your shoulders shake silently as tears continue gushing out of you.

James’ forehead creases. “What’s wrong, love?”

Your bottom lip wobbles at his concern, but you stay strong. “Nothing.” You wipe your cheek with the butt of your palm. “M’fine.”

“Well, that’s good to hear.” He offers you a smile. The effect, you know, is dizzying when you’re sober, so you’re not too frightened when it works the same now. “Would you like a tissue?”

You nod, and James reaches for the nightstand behind you. He pulls open the top drawer, one hand protecting your head from bumping into it, and procures a box of tissues. You take it from him, holding it in your lap.

“How did you know where to find that?”

“This is my best mate’s room,” he says. “Sirius. I’m James, by the way.”

You blow your nose. “I know. I know who Sirius is, too.”

“Yeah?” James grins. You fold the tissue and start wiping under your eyes. It does nothing to erase the mascara tracks already running down to your chin, but James doesn’t think telling you that will help anything. “He’ll be happy to hear that. I know you, too, though I don’t think we’ve had the chance to speak before.”

“Sorry,” you say, patting the floor beside you for your drink. James subtly moves it beneath the bed. “I’m usually better to be around, I think.”

“I don’t know,” he replies, “I’m having a good time hanging out with you.”

You snort. “You must have a low bar.”

James’ eyebrows raise, surprised mingled with amusement. “Can I ask you something?”

You’re feeling for your drink again, not having processed its absence. “Um, sure.”

“How’d you end up in here?”

Immediately, your doleful mood returns. “Kayla’s mad at me.”

“Kayla Chapman?” James tries to catch your gaze again as you nod at the floor. “Why’s that, darling?”

“Sh—she—” Your lip wobbles again. When you don’t take a new tissue yourself James does it for you, pressing it into your hand. “We were together, and she was talking to this guy, and then she just disappeared,” you say while blowing your nose. “And she’d been drinking, so I was worried, you know?”

You look to James for approval, and he nods.

“Right, you didn’t want her to get taken advantage of.”

“Exactly! So I had to look for her forever, I was totally panicking, and when I found her I tried to ask if she was okay and she said—” your voice cracks “—I embarrassed her. She was s—so angry with me.”

“Oh, sweetheart.” James’ hand lands on your shoulder as you hunch over your lap. He rubs it consolingly. “I’m sure she’ll feel differently tomorrow. You were only trying to look out for her.”

“She won’t,” you cry, having long forgotten your reservations about doing so in front of James Potter. “And she was the only person I knew here, so now I’m all alone.”

“Well, that’s not true, is it?” He continues rubbing your shoulder steadily, as if comforting drunk girls at parties is something he does every night. It might be, you don’t know. “You know me.”

You sniffle. “I meant my only friend.”

“What, you don’t think of us as friends?” James sounds appalled. “I’m wounded, sweetheart. I thought we were getting in some quality bonding here.”

You miss the humor in his voice completely, looking up at him through still-glossy eyes. “Are we friends?”

“I’d like to be.”

“Why?”

James' expression does something funny. “Do you ask everyone who wants to be your friend that?” You tilt your head, unsure how to answer, but he goes on. “I like you. You try to keep your friends from being assaulted and you’re clearly conscious of your use of paper products—” You follow his gaze as he glances pointedly at the two tissues you’ve been folding to use over and over again “—what other qualities does a person need?”

Your lips quirk just a little. James’ smile blooms all over again for seeing it. “You’re really nice,” you tell him. “I mean, I knew you were, s’what everyone says, but it’s still good in person.”

A little laugh sputters out of him, but James doesn’t quite know how to respond to that.

“I’m tiresome,” you warn him gravely. “You’ll get sick of me.”

“I know we’ve only just met,” he replies, still smiling in that always-sunny way of his, “but I don’t really see that happening. I’ll be sure to let you know if it does.” He regards you for a moment. Your face is a mostly dried-up watershed of makeup and snot, collecting to a point around your chin, but James is happy to note no fresh tears seem prepared to spill. “Would it make you feel any better if we cleaned your face up a bit?”

You blink and touch your fingertips to your face, brow scrunching when they come away sooty. “Oh,” you say. “That would be nice.”

“I’ll be right back.”

James takes your drink with him, grateful you don’t seem to notice as he dumps what remains in Sirius’ sink and tosses the cup in the bin. When he returns with a washcloth dampened with warm water, you’ve leaned your head against the side of the mattress and are staring into the middle distance. You still look heart-wrenchingly sad. James wonders if your friend is anywhere near as inebriated as you, and whether she realized that by leaving with that guy she was leaving you like this. Whether it was really you who needed to be looking out for her or the other way around.

“Back.” His voice comes out quieter than he intends, reduced to nearly a whisper at the sight of your pensive state, but your eyes lift to his anyway. You raise your head as one corner of your mouth tilts upwards. It’s a greeting and, in James’ opinion, a decided improvement.

He squats in front of you, palming one side of your face. “Close your eyes, love.”

James has always made fun of Sirius for his “angsty towels,” but he sees their true purpose now; your makeup hardly shows on the dark material. He swipes it over your skin gently, extra careful around your eyes.

“This is really nice of you,” you say. James decides not to let you know you’ve already expressed this sentiment. “This is, like, best friend level of niceness.”

“Best friend,” he repeats, delighted. “Well, if I’d known I was going for the promotion, I would’ve gone above and beyond. Lavender oils on the washcloth and everything.”

“Mm, you earned it on your own, though.”

James grins. Your eyes are closed, but you’re smiling too.

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princessbrunette · 27 days

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i don’t think i’ve ever talked about what it would be like to go on a first date with rafe, so let’s.

only five minutes late, but that’s okay — he had to talk himself out of doing a line. he wasn’t nervous, no — at this point in his life rafe knew he was the man. he carried that demeanour with him everywhere which is what attracted you to him in the first place. it’s just that it pained him to do all the regular courting business. he was proactive as he’d tell you a million times — and if he already knew he liked you, and wanted you to be his, a first date just felt redundant. in short, he wanted to skip all the small talk and jump right into a relationship. rafe was an impatient man.

he knew the game though, and as he did actually want you to stick around — he’d play it.

he’s very gentlemanly. opens doors, tells you that you look stunning, tries to be subtle about flashing the rolex on his wrist. it starts to actually feel fun for him. you make him want to impress you, and usually he doesn’t care what girls think of him.

he takes you somewhere with alcohol and small appetisers. no, he’s not a creep just trying to get you drunk — he just feels it gets things flowing that tad bit quicker. he’s not wrong, because the “and uh, would the pretty girl like a drink?” with that silly little smile works like a charm, and one glass of wine deep and you’re leaning on your hand, hanging onto his every word, staring through your lashes with what can only be described as lust. it’s not your fault — it’s the wine, and rafe is an incredibly good looking man.

he gets bolder as the night goes on, which is nice — you get to see him get more and more open. asking to see his rings leads to comparing hand sizes, which leads to rafe making a not so subtle comment about how much thicker his fingers are, which leads to playing with each others hands in the centre of the table as you continue to talk the evening away.

“people usually ask basic questions on dates, you know to get to know eachother.” you grin, glancing up from where your eyes were fixated on the way his gold ring glinted in the low light.

“oh like, your favourite colour or some shit?” he drawls with his own smirk, knowing you’re both beyond the small talk.

“mm, maybe something more fun. give me a hypothetical situation.” you giggle, teeth clamping down on your bottom lip to stifle it as he shifts in his seat thoughtfully, leaning closer.

“alright, uh…” he scratches his cheek before landing on something and leaning in. you’re expecting perhaps the ‘what would you bring to a desert island?’ question, or something of the sort — so your eyes practically bulge out of your head when he confidently croons out a “if i got you pregnant tonight on our first date, would you keep it?”

he likes watching you stutter and stammer trying to find an answer to something so absurd. you’re not offended, no — the wine fuelled arousal has taken you way past that. just shocked at how suddenly the gentleman mask dropped, even if it was just for a moment. he shrugs, in a friendly way as he leans back. “totally hypothetical. i like to ask the difficult questions, you know? keeps things interesting.”

“i think keeping it after the first date would probably be a bad idea.” you’re all shy about it, like despite knowing what you’re saying is right — you can’t help but doubt yourself. the first of many moments like that with rafe cameron. he licks his lips thoughtfully, like there’s anything else to consider.

“hm. yeah, no. smart girl.” he nods, rubbing a coarse thumb over the back of your knuckles which nearly causes you to forget the conversation. you think maybe he saw the way your eyes involuntarily fluttered at the touch because he chuckles, low in his chest.

“why, were you planning on running?” you tease and he stares at you for a moment, lips curled up like he knows something you don’t.

“running? you’re not gonna be able to shake me, trust that.” it comes out with a jokey tone, but the way he pauses to take a slow drink makes you believe there’s some truth to it.

he drives you home because he’s only had one drink, always on the ball — and helps you out the car on your drive. he says his goodbyes all close and touchy with two hands gripping your waist looming over you, talking all quiet. you’re the one that initiates the first kiss — wanting so badly to invite him inside, but you settle for a kiss because if you do you know you’ll end up on your back — and you can’t bring yourself to do that on the first date. so a kiss it is, but you don’t hold back on rubbing at his chest and arms, pressing your tits to him when he pulls you closer. he even notes how easy it was to make you let out the quietest moans just from a little kissing.

you’re the one who initiates the kiss, but he’s the first to put his tongue in your mouth, cupping the back of your head to hold you down and really get it in there. it’s taking you everything not to invite him in, panties soaked through — but you’re strong and choose to be dignified — staggering away on jelly legs as he smirks and wipes the gloss off his chin. he tells you he’ll text you, and he does. again, he knows how to play the game (and plus, he’s already obsessed.)

you would like to say that you wished things stayed like that, with rafe being gentlemanly for the most part and sweet — but you’d be lying. as rafe reveals his darkness to you, you fall harder and harder.

#rafe cameron prompt

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sixosix · 7 months

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i hope by the time you read this, exams have gone well for you <3 but thought of the day is giving lyney smooches over his face because ohh. he is so pretty :3

i get you anon. whoever u are i GET YOU lyney is so pretty his face is made to be kissed idc. also thank u !!! exams have just finished and it went. Well. it definitely went. enjoy reading ❤️

There's a certain charm to the sight of Lyney in an oversized shirt and pajamas. It’s in a deep shade of red, not unlike his usual palette, yet it almost feels wrong, seeing him out of skintight stockings and leather—almost like you've stumbled upon a secret, watching him move onto the bed beside you.

“What?” Lyney murmurs once he’s lied down. “What’re you looking at me for? Something on my face?”

“Yeah.” Your gaze follows as Lyney reaches to pat his face, his brows furrowed just a little. He looks so sleepy. “It’s too cute.”

Lyney blinks once, caught off-guard, before bursting into a fit of light laughter. “I see I’ve rubbed off on you too much,” he says, mostly to himself.

Lyney hums in confusion when you sit up and hover above him. Your eyes wander, taking in how his hair splays all over the pillow and how his cheeks have noticeably gone a shade darker. For someone able to recover so smoothly, he looks all-too visibly pleased by your words. And for someone who calls you different synonyms of ‘pretty’, he looks ethereal beneath you like this.

“Well… do you want to do something about it?” The smirk that tugs on his lips suggests something else that’s far in some forgotten corner of your mind as you cup his face with one hand.

“Yeah,” you whisper, then lean in to press a tender kiss on his nose. You don’t miss the way his eyes have fluttered shut and both his hands instinctively reach out to your hips.

“You missed,” he says as soon as you pull away, feigning a pout.

“Did I?”

“You can’t fool a magician’s eye! You have to take responsibility now.”

He feels your lips everywhere on his face except for his mouth. Both his cheeks, his chin, his forehead. After each tender kiss, you playfully make a "mmmwah" noise, which earns a soft, delighted chuckle from him.

“You’re still missing,” he says, promptly cut off by you placing a long kiss in between his brows.

His skin feels soft and warm, be it his Vision or the flushed heat shared between the two of you, it’s all the same with Lyney. If he wasn’t such a brat you’d kiss him for hours more, just like this.

“Hey,” Lyney says, trapping your chin with his index and thumb, drawing you closer. “Have you forgotten how to kiss?”

“On purpose.” You prove this by peppering kisses all over his face once more, grinning against his skin when Lyney bursts out laughing like he’s being tickled. “You should let me kiss you like this often.”

“Mm,” Lyney allows himself to shut his eyes, smiling contentedly as you press a chaste one on his lips. “It does feel nice. I like it when you spoil me with your undivided attention. Do it more, will you?”

He yelps when you trace your teeth over his jaw. “Fine.”

Lyney splutters, blushing darker. He’s a putty under your touch—unbelievably pretty while at it, too. “Are you kissing me or eating me?”

You flash him a grin. “Why don’t you find out?”

#genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x you #lyney x reader #lyney x you #lyney x y/n #lyney x gender neutral reader #genshin x you #lyney fluff

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hearts-4-vicky · 29 days

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a lil birdie told me you wanted some le ssera asks😈m

HEAR ME OUT. mean!dom!chae absolutely bitching you. you would come home from a night out with your friends, but chae was so pissed because kkura was flirting with you so she would just pounce on you once she shut the door! ripping off your clothes so she can get a taste of your sweet fat cunt, she has you cumming all on her tongue and then she starts rubbing her soaked cunt against yours. choking you while she grinds her cunt against yours, saying, “would kkura unnie like you like this? you whore, i bet you want her riding your pretty face or sucking on your tits while i fuck you dumb.” overstimming you until you both are cumming on eachothers cunts! she doesn’t even give you a break because she’s now riding your pretty face, purposely squeezing her thighs around your head and until she’s squirting all over your face and in your mouth :3

IN FOR IT ✦

Kim Chaewon x fem reader (plus a special guest)

warnings: mean! dom! chae, bratty! sub!reader (later), brat tamer chae, reader likes older women, degradation, mommy kink, overstimulation, marking, manhandling squirting, tribbing, oral, edging, pussy slapping, regular slapping, face sitting, ppl thirst over reader, secret relationship, they dont know how to hi communicate, a bit toxic… yeah, um idk i think rhats it?

wc: 2.2k (not proofread)

anon we could make out if you want i mean… im not against it or anything… but i had to reqrite this bullshit like three tiems im so fucking done ☹️ (a/n at the bottom as always 💪) oh and thank u @ningvory for deciding the pics for chaewonnn🫶🏼🫶🏼

“ugh- fuck! chae.. t-too tight-!”

“okay, shut the fuck up weirdo.. god making this sound so sexual..” chaewon was currently helping you lace up the back of your dress, getting ready for your first meeting with her members.

“there, oh holy shit.” finally getting the bow right, she stands back to admire her work.

“hm? whats up? do i look bad or something..” you do a spin in front of the mirror, stopping after seeing your tits. “DAMN I LOOK GOODDDDD”

“huh- yeah, yeah whatever..” chaewon pushes her hair back before covering her mouth, barely muffling a groan.

“oh? whats wrong baby… don’t you think i look pretty? or maybe.. you’re too busy staring at these..?” you grope your tits, a sultry look in your eye. her eyes never leaving the sight of your breasts nearly spilling out of the red lacy fabric, “tell me mommy, which part of me interests you the most?” you pull her closer by her tie, letting her pin you against the mirror. “fuck… your- your eyes..” shes practically whimpering at this point, cant even hold eye contact with you. the light in her eyes shift, starting to droop at your intoxicating scent “mm.. and what color are my eyes baby?” your hand brings her face closer, letting her come up with a coherent answer “red.” she says with confidence, before pulling you impossibly closer by your exposed hips and letting your lips meet. its a messy kiss, shes sucking on your bottom lip, tasting your lipgloss then going back to exploring your mouth. teeth clash as chaewons so desperate for you, all of you. she wants.. no, she needs every part of you, and she needs it now. pulling away from your plump lips, she starts leaving open mouthed kisses trailing down your jaw, remnants of lipgloss stain your skin. breaking out of the trance, you try pushing her away, “ h-hold on.. ! your m-members are waiti-“ “don care pretty girl, need you now..” you gulp as chaewon starts untying the bow she spent oh so long to perfect..

“CHAEWON ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY?!? ugh… we’re half an hour late- huh.. slow down!”

you’re rushing to fix your makeup, and to hide the marks she recklessly left. “well maybe if you didn-“ chaewon feels something poking her neck, “dont.. dont you fucking dare finish that sentence Kim Chaewon.” she nods quickly to not anger you more. fixing your messy hair as chaewon kept honking the cars horn “fucking bitch… WE’RE ON THE DAMN FREE WAY!” her anger issues always made you giggle, but the way her jaw clenched had you folding. you hear her phone ring, she signals you to answer it. unlocking her phone, you see a text from jen “hrry up unnieee manchae alr went to her parents place >:( “ you look over to her, awaiting her response “ugh.. just ignore her.”

as soon as the car gets in a parking space, chaewons rushing out her door, opening yours and carrying you bridal style to the rest of the girls. “finally! unnie, we’ve bee- woah.” yunjin starts to scold the leader before her eyes land on you. kazuha and sakura observe your features quietly. chaewon places you on your feet, panting from the running. “s-sorry.. fuck- we got.. lost?” the girls weren’t even listening to what she was babbling about. “H-hello.. im gay! wait fuck- im kazuha.. its nice to meet you, uh?” her face flushed as she shakily sticks out her hand to you “ im yn.. wow you’re so pretty.. and those muscles, are you single? ” you jokingly say, grabbing her hand with both of yours, the poor girl stops functioning as shes pushed to the side by yunjin. “ hi tits! um- yn! yeah- oh shit im sorry… wait no- im yunjin and thats sakura over there ” you giggle at her slip up before leaning closer and pulling her down to your level, “ first meeting and you’re obsessed with my boobs already.. ”

“ im so hard right now ”

“ what was that ? “

“ what? “

you move onto the last girl, sakura. holy shit shes gorgeous.

“hi ynnie, you look nice in red” she says with a sweet smile, making you swoon. “thank you unnie.. that suit would make anyone fold!”

the way you interacted with her members made chaewons breath hitch.. you’re hers… why are you whoring yourself out to her best friends? she noticed how sakuras eyes twinkled the moment they met with the sight of your figure.. it replayed in her mind every minute.. her ears perk up at zuhas question ,, so what are you to unnie, yn?”

“oh! sorry, im chae’s-“ she swiftly cuts you off “she’s a friend! a close friend of mine yeah..” the fuck? you want to protest, but stop as sakura responds, “that so? then you don’t mind if shes my date for the night, right?” she places a hand on your waist, pulling you close enough you could smell her perfume, and fuck, its intoxicating. you’re all caught off guard by her boldness “oooou im wet..” you mutter, praying to god she doesn’t hear you. “is that okay with you sweetheart?” she whispers to you, a sincere look in her eye, god she’s breathtaking… you slowly nod much to chaewon’s dismay, even if it was her fault this is happening, maybe if she wasnt ashamed of the relationship you guys have sakura wouldn’t be guiding you away to the restaurants doors. with clenched fists, she follows you and the rest of the girls, not before muttering curses to herself. chaewon hates the way you let sakura hold your hips, how close you’re sitting next to her, practically grinding against the older girls thighs in her eyes (you were a reasonable distance away from her)

she wanted to sit next to you but yunjin basically sprinted to the empty seat, pulling out your chair like the gentlewoman she is. chaewon hated how the girls smile shines at the simple words you spoke to her.

the room was filled with loud laughter and compliments being thrown toward your direction every 10 seconds. chaewons grip on her fork nearly made it break into millions of pieces, she was so focused on not dragging you out to the car that she didnt even look up at you, making you feel like shit “ ynnie !! are you alright ? you’re shaking really bad.. do you need anything?” not even getting a word out of your mouth before feeling a warmth embrace you, realizing it was kura’s jacket wrapped around you. “here.. though-“ and suddenly you’re up out of your seat and being led to the exit. “chaewon-“ “shut it.”

your bedroom door slams into the wall, nearly breaking it but chaewon could care less.. “so that’s it? you whore yourself out to my fucking friends? stupid fuckin bitch..” the rest is a mess of curses and degrading names towards you, she throws you on the bed, pinning you to it. she rips that stupid dress off “this wouldn’t have happened if you just introduced me as your damn girlfriend!” you feel her fingers trail up to your panties, “but no! you ju-“ she shoves the garment in your mouth, successfully cutting you off. “you were basically grinding on kkura unnie’s thighs.. you wish you were dating her instead huh?” chaewons hungrily kissing your neck, before trailing down to your pretty tits “maybe if you look like a dirty slut she won’t bat an eye at you” her hot tongue swirls around your perky nipples, hands gripping tightly at your thighs, leaving deep marks. you let out muffled gasps as you squirm underneath the older girl, feeling yourself get wetter by the second. youre clenching around nothing and searching for some sort of relief!! slowly grinding on chaewons exposed thigh, before she slaps your cunt.

she says no words, still nibbling at your sensitive skin, just glaring at you before returning her attention back to the task at hand. you throw your head back, whining into the panties as you plead for chaewon to touch you . she takes notice of how you hump the air so desperately, making her laugh in your face. “pfft- stupid slut.. only thinking about what she wants, huh?” the names she calls you make you scream, this is not something you thought you were into! “i wanna hear the slut bitch and moan, you got that? you’re nothing but my little sex doll i can throw around. ill use you til im satisfied..” she pulls the panties out of your mouth, throwing it in a random corner of the dark room. chaewon’s between your legs now, blowing air onto your needy cunt. “are you this wet because of me, or kkura unnie?” you shake your head in denial, “cmon… use your big girl words..” “n-no! chae- ah!” a quick slap at your folds catch you off guard,

“wrong name bitch.”

you whimper as she starts rubbing your clit “f-fuck! ‘m sorry m-mommy! haa—“ she slowly licks up from your entrance to the clit, making your eyes roll to the back to of your head! she slips her tongue inside, teasing you as she halts all movement. “mmha… mommy… more.. p-please!” she moves her tongue side to side for a bit before completely pulling away. “did you really think id let you get close to cumming you slut? mommy thought you were smarter than that… damn, kkura unnie wouldn’t like a disobedient girl like you..” shes smirking in your face, straddling you and putting one of your legs on her shoulder. slowly, she grinds her puffy pussy onto yours, earning whines and squeals from you. “ghaa! mm- fuck.. m-mommy!!” you drench both of your bottom halves in your squirt, letting out choked moans of her name followed by curses. “cumming so mmgh.. soon? needy bitch, shit!- we’re not even starting yet!” she rubs her cunt against yours faster now, pressing down harder to get her closer. feeling your clits hit each other makes you cry out, bringing you to your second release of the night. chae ups her pace, using your overwhelmed cunt to her hearts content. “mommy! s’too much!! s-stop!-“ your right cheek flashes a new red color, “you’ll take it like a good girl, does mommy have to train your stupid ass again?” she grumbles, focused on squirting all over your sweaty body, maybe then kkura won’t want you. “argh!- fuck!” finally satisfied with her work, she coats you in her scent! shes riding out her orgasm on your overspent, puffy little cunt. you’re busy babbling about something she could care less about, then she gets an idea.

“hey whore, open wide! if you make me cum ill call someone over~”

she gives you milliseconds to react before shoving her glistening pussy on your face. muffled moans vibrate through her core, making her clench her plush thighs around your head. your minds fuzzy, but a pretty girl is using you for her own pleasure ! score in your book! shes cutting off your circulation with how her thighs practically embrace your head in a soft prison but you’re glad you’re a prisoner. “fuck.. making mommy do all the work now? alright then.” she hastily grinds her fat cunt on your open mouth, feeling your nose hit her clit with each motion. chaewons screaming at this point, ‘fuck the neighbors!’ is what she lives by. “ugh!! shit- mmghaa! take it all! drink mommy’s cum!” she squeals before cumming hard on your face, you barely manage to take all of her slick. chaewon slows down her grinding until she halts all movement, finally letting you have some air.

“ugh- fuck.. did you really call over your homegirls?” you groan, feeling like you just got ran over fifty times.

“yeah, just one though. and shes your favoriteee” she says playful before making you look at the now open door

“hi baby.. hope chaewonnie wasn’t too harsh on you..”

“oh suck my fat-“ kkura throws her jacket at her face, shutting the girl up,

“shhh shhut the fuck up.. anyway, got more for me sweet girl? cmon baby, let mommy hear your pretty voice..”

hi my lovessss i missed you guys :(((( how r you ? wahhh this is my longest post yet😭 im sorry if my last posts felt.. bland? ive been struggling with ideas for these reqs lately, i feel like ive written the same thing just with different idols.. but i really enjoyed writing this one <3 !! ill be more active this week since i really do owe it to you guys

Stay safe and I love you lots !!

- Vicky 💋

#anon ask #vicky’s asks #wlw #lesserafim smut #kim chaewon x reader smut #kim chaewon smut #miyawaki sakura smut #kim chaewon x reader

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jobean12-blog · 5 months

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Cozy in Love

Pairing: Joel Miller x female reader (Lumberjack AU)

Word Count: 1,572

Summary: Your man is the best way to keep warm when it's cold outside.

Author's Note: Just a bit of domestic lumberjack fluff and a bit of blantant oogling because let's be honest, if I had a Joel Miller lumberjack to stare at all day I WOULD! My daydreams are getting me through these days so I'm just sharing them. Thank you so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by the lovely Daisy, thank you @firefly-graphics

Warnings: soft and sweet and cuddly and flirty and fun

Joel Miller Masterlist

His soft hair slips between your fingers as you mindlessly run them through his messy curls. He’s been asleep for the past hour, his head nestled in your lap, keeping you warm as you read your book.

Your hand moves down the back of his neck, lightly scratching before you slide your fingers along the edge of his beard. When your fingertips graze his lips, he extends them for a soft kiss and then grabs your wrist, holding your hand to his mouth as he presses kisses to your palm.

His eyes remain closed but his dark lashes flutter against his cheeks as he slowly wakes.

“Hey darlin’,” he murmurs with a small stretch.

You lean forward and kiss the back of his hand that’s holding yours. “Hi,” you whisper. “Have a good nap?”

“Mm,” he hums as his hand lifts and his warm fingers grasp the back of your neck to pull you closer.

After a sweet kiss he releases you and slowly sits up.

When you lock eyes your mouth turns up in a smirk as you take him in.

“What?” he asks, rubbing his hand over his face.

You giggle.

“Darlin’,” he grumbles and falls forward, wrapping you in his arms and taking you with him as he lays back down.

He stares down at you, now trapped under the weight of his body, and raises his eyebrows expectantly.

“Your hair,” you state and squeeze your lips together to try and stop more laughter.

“What about it?” he asks.

You reach up and pat some of the strands that are sticking straight up while pulling at the curly ones.

“If it looks a mess it’s your fault,” he says.

“I like it,” you whisper.

“Good, because we have to get to the store before the storm hits or you aren’t gonna have any snacks for the next few days. And I don’t feel like fixing my hair.”

“But Joeeeelllll,” you whine. “It’s cold out. And you’re so warm and cuddly.”

You tug him closer and nuzzle your face into his neck. “I don’t want to go,” you mumble into his skin.

“I can go myself darlin’. You stay here and keep warm.”

“NO!” you squeak. “It’s never warm enough without you.”

He pulls away and his eyes wander over your face. He’s clearly trying to figure out a way to make you happy and before he can offer more suggestions you sigh and say, “ok, ok, let’s go and get it over with so we can come home and I can get warm again.”

He gets up and starts to unbutton his flannel. You watch as his long fingers work open each button and reveal more of his skin.

“If this is your way to motivate me to leave the house you’re doing it all wrong,” you breathe out.

“It’s for you to wear while we’re out,” he says with a wink.

Once he has it off he drapes it over your shoulders and slips just out of your reach as you grab for him.

“If you start touchin’ me…,” he says with a warning look. “We’ll never get out of here and then when you’re hungry and we’re out of snacks we’ll both be in trouble.”

You huff as you dramatically push your arms through the sleeves of his flannel. “FINE!”

You can hear his chuckle as he disappears into the bedroom to get another shirt.

When you’re bundled up and buckled in the pick-up truck you head into town to the store. The parking lot is busy considering everyone is preparing for incoming inclement weather.

“They better have some good stuff left!” you pout.

Joel gives you a lopsided smile before he hops out of the truck and comes around to open your door. You slide out and into his arms.

“Come on darlin’, we’ll make this as quick as possible.”

You nod and snuggle under his arm.

As you make your way down the aisles and peruse the shelves, Joel pushes the cart, his smile growing with each snack you add.

“We should definitely get cookies…because cookies…and definitely some chips, and I want to get the ingredients to make muffins…and let’s make soup!”

You ramble on with your list but Joel remains silent, listening and keeping his smile.

“Think that’s enough?” you ask with a sigh of relief.

He stops in the aisle along the shelves of sugar and spice. “Perfect darlin,” he smirks, his eyes intense.

“What?” you ask with a suspicious glare.

“What nothin’,” he says as he leans over the bar of the shopping cart. “Just thinkin’ about how beautiful you are and how I can’t wait to spend the next few days stuck in the house with you.”

“Oh,” you say as his sweet words wash over you like a warm caress. “I can’t either.”

Back at the cabin he unloads the truck and ushers you inside.

“I’m just going to put these away then we can get right back on the couch,” you tell him as you practically skip into the kitchen.

“While you do that I’m gonna go chop the last of the wood darlin’. We don’t have much left and if the power goes out we’ll want a fire.”

“Are you saying you aren’t enough to keep me warm at night Joel Miller?”

Your response is dripping with sass and you waggle your eyebrows.

Your words stop him dead and his hands land on his hips as his jaw sets into a firm line.

“Is that a challenge?” he shoots back.

“Maybe,” you shrug.

“Mm, alright then darlin’. Forget the wood.”

You drag your bottom lip over your teeth before you quietly add, “but I love to watch you chop wood.”

His head drops toward his chest and his shoulders shake with his chuckle before he grabs his suspenders that hang over the hook on the coat rack.

“WAIT!” you shout as you round the island and rush to him. “Let me.”

The side of his mouth tilts up into a boyish smirk and he hands you the suspenders.

You reach over his head and put the band around his neck, flattening the material against his broad shoulders as you smooth the straps down his chest.

“Turn around,” you say softly.

He does as you ask and you clip the back part onto his jeans and then with a squeeze of his butt you turn him back around.

“Couldn’t resist,” you giggle.

“Don’t mind at all darlin’,” he winks.

When the front clips are secured onto his jeans you grab the two straps and tug him forward, meeting his lips half way for a kiss.

His hands settle on your waist and slip under your shirt.

“That’ll keep me warm…for now,” he murmurs against your lips.

When you break apart he starts for the door and you rush toward the front window and push aside the curtains.

“Hurry! The sun is going to set soon and I won’t be able to see!”

He shakes his head, his exasperation clearly feigned by the sparkle in his eyes.

“Wouldn’t want that now would we darlin’,” he murmurs.

“No…this is like foreplay.”

His eyes go dark as he holds your gaze and with one last grind of his teeth he opens the door and steps outside.

You press yourself to the glass, unperturbed by its coolness and stare as he saunters over to the woodpile. His profile is silhouetted by the last rays of the low hanging sun and when he starts to roll up the sleeves of his flannel you sigh dreamily.

When his forearms are free of the fabric he bends over to wrap his large hands around the handle of the axe. His warm breath comes out in wisps of condensed air before he rears back and takes one full swing to the piece of wood.

It splits in two with a crack and the pieces thud to the ground.

A moan slips past your lips and you wiggle on your feet, waiting for him to gear up for the next swing. You watch him take swing after swing, the pile of chopped wood growing with every passing minute.

When he gets to the last piece he rests it on the tree stump and then sets his axe down against it. He reaches in the back pocket of his jeans and pulls out his handkerchief, wiping his brow and the back of his neck.

He wraps it around his hand then reaches for the axe again. The last piece of wood splits just as the sun reaches the horizon and he begins to gather as many pieces as he can carry.

He turns toward the cabin, walking slowly with arms laden with chunks of wood, his corded forearms flexing and his jeans pulled tightly over his powerful thighs.

A gust of wind moves across the yard and blows his hair over his forehead and the collar of his shirt spreads open even wider, exposing more of his muscled neck.

Your whole body is thrumming and before he reaches the porch you’re at the door and holding it open. He strides past you and sets the wood down by the fireplace.

“That should do it,” he says as he wipes his hands.

His eyes sweep over you from head to toe as he wears a perfectly smug smile, knowing full well he’s got you hotter than any fire ever could.

@hiddles-rose @blackwidownat2814 @kmc1989 @lorilane33 @littleseasiren @lizette50

#joel miller x reader #joel miller #joel miller x you #lumberjack!joel miller #joel miller x y/n #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller x female reader #joel miller imagine #lumberjack au #pedro pascal #pedro pascal x reader

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suguruplsr · 4 months

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it takes two! wait— or is it three?

✰ they’re such big meanies! at least they were only teasing..

satoru x fem! reader x suguru , threesome , dirty talk , use of pet names , fingering + mentions of squirting + sucking fingers , they’re kinda mean , satosugu implications , light masturbation , they talk abt how they’re gonna fuck u , teasing/edging , clit + nipple + cum play , you pass out in the end

Divider @/chachachannah

your best friends had you crying all night, fucking you all rough and mean with their cocks fighting to get inside your warm cunny. but dumping their fat loads inside you wasn’t enough, not enough for men like satoru and suguru at least.

“fuck. it’s practically squirtin’ out of her.” satoru moans, he was in front of your puffy cunt, siting on your bed on his knees and watching you squirm in suguru’s hold, who had you sat on his lap. two of his fingers were deep in your pussy, moving in a ‘come hither’ motion and forcing globs of previous cum to come out, dripping onto your bed. “yea? s’messy?” suguru hums, his free hand giving your shaking thigh a small spank as a sign for you to stop moving.

and you whimper in response, feeling embarrassed as satoru’s eyes gleam once suguru pulls his fingers out to spread your folds. “uh huh. can’t believe we got her that full~” he coos, hand flying down to stroke his already leaking cock while suguru kisses your cheek, rubbing your soaked folds. “mm, wanna cum baby? we’ve been neglecting you haven’t we?” suguru murmurs, voice sweet with a slickly undertone that makes your mushy mind swirl. “mhm! wanna cum so bad sugu! please?” you whine, biting your bottom lip and watching satoru intently.

his cock is long, not as much girth as suguru’s but always enough to bump against your cervix every time. and the tip is red, practically aching as little spurts of cum fall out when he strokes it, hand tight around it. your pussy throbs from the sight, mewling when suguru stuffs your cunt in one swift motion. “so shameless, baby. lookin’ at me like you wanna eat me up.” satoru grins, voice breathy and laced with need as he stops before letting the tight feeling in his lower body build.

but you can’t respond because suguru presses right where you need him, applying pressure on your g-spot, making you whimper. “bet she does. and she was complainin’ all about being tired. little liar huh?” suguru tsks as you lean back into his sweaty chest, eyes rolled back and body trembling, trying to stop yourself from thrashing in his hold. “n-no! really am tired!” you cry out. it was true, you swear! if he wasn’t fucking you with his fingers so good, then you could pass out in seconds.

“i don’t think she needs to cum then..” satoru sighs, faux disappointment on his face as he raises your thighs around him, moving closer to your and suguru’s merged bodies, and suguru halts in thought. almost considering his words, and you aren’t having it. “oh? what’s wrong? i’m just sayin’, hun.” you were glaring at satoru through your blurry eyes, a pout gracing your beautiful features, “but i do! please, tell him suguru! i only came once t’night.” you tilt your head up on his shoulder, eyes full of want and hope.

yet, it all comes crashing down once you see that mean and sick smile curl on suguru’s face. “hm? he does have a point.” suguru kisses your forehead, and you thinks he’s the devil the way his fingers turn into thrusting inside your pussy. but he keeps them slower than how you want it, not letting you feel the pleasure you want. “w-what? but i really wanna cum. please?” your voice breaks, eyes watering and you’re just so cute. satoru leans in, kissing the single tear that slips down your cheeks.

“but you just said you want it, not that you need it sweetheart~” satoru sings, pressing a finger on your clit, working together with suguru to tease you. “contradicting yourself hun, s’okay. maybe beg a little more and satoru will say yes. y’know he’s weak.” suguru sighs, putting his chin on top of your head and locking eyes with the other man, who scoffs in disagreement. your mind doesn’t work right with how you’re trapped between them, muscular and large chests around you. and they’re treating you like you don’t know a single thing.

as much as you want to fight back, you can’t help but let your sex-ridden mind fall victim to their mocking, clenching around suguru’s fingers.

“toruu, please? i need ta’ cum so bad! don’t be mean. please?” you interrupt their bickering, a hand reaching out to drag along his chest. the way satoru looks down at you makes you understand why people feel discouraged under his gaze. you try to hold eye contact, but suguru’s thumb rolls over your clit, making your free and immediately grip his large thigh tight. suguru chuckles, “what d’you say, toru? i bet she’s so pretty right now isn’t she?” his darkened eyes looked at satoru expectantly, as if coaxing him in. and satoru huffs, leaning back in and kissing you hungrily.

suguru’s laugh rings through the room as he watches you two fight against each other’s lips, his hands finally going back into curling in your pussy. “yeaaa she is. just wanna make her cry s’more. love it when she gets like this.” satoru’s groan makes you whine, trying to push him away as suguru brings a hand up to your tits. “aw, but you wanted this~ wanna cum right? oh i’ll let you cum alright.” satoru mocks you, a fake look of disappointment crossing his expression as he goes down to suck your nipples.

“y’r bullying me.” you tuck out your bottom lip, brows furrowed as suguru pushes his fingers deeper, his head moving into your shoulder to escape the throw of your head. “oh? pretty baby’s gettin’ all worked up huh?” suguru hums, fingers constantly curling so perfectly into your pussy to abuse that sweet spot of yours. you nod your head quickly as satoru’s tongue rolls over your perked bud, squeezing the flesh with one hand while his other intertwined with suguru’s to mess with your other tit.

“being so dramatic. but can you make her cum sugu~ promise i’ll let you fuck her face out.” satoru grins, eyes flickering up to suguru, who smirks, pairing his thumb and fingers to move in sync, pressing your clit and fucking your pussy relentlessly, thick fingers not giving you a break. “oh! f-fuuuuck, ngh, suguru!” you moans are quick to grace their ears, your body trembling under them as they help you reach your climax.

you’re so beautiful, shaking and crying, sweet sounds escaping those ruined lips of yours as you feel your tummy tighten up. “shit. gonna make a mess f’me? gonna make all that sweet sweet cum spill out. make sure you say thank you too~” satoru teases, a bringing his a hand down to rub your stomach that was full of their seeds. “yea… wanna hear you say, ‘thank you sugu’ in that cute whiny voice of yours.” suguru kisses your chin, licking up some of the tears that slowly slipped down your face. “okay..” you whimper, stammering as satoru helps suguru keep your clit stimulated.

you feel like something’s about to burst within you, senses livid and drawing your mind blank. “thank you sugu!” you cry out, creaming all around his fingers, pussy throbbing and practically crying with you as you experience your high. satoru whistles at the sight of cum sticking to his counterparts fingers, only getting more messier each time suguru pushes them in to collect your sweet goodness. “fuck. is she ruining the blanket? i might have to eat her out first now.” suguru sighs, pulling his fingers out and raising them to satoru, who quickly pulls them into his mouth, humming in satisfaction and agreement.

your eyes flicker, open and close, as you watch satoru suck suguru’s fingers, cum coating his tongue once he starts lolling it around the digits. “so fucking good. f-fuck. i get to have her face first then? i need to cum really bad.” satoru whines, his dick is probably going to explode if he doesn’t get it somewhere in you. suguru chuckles, pulling his hand away and bringing it back to your soaping cunny, dragging two fingers along your folds. “i guess. don’t get too happy toru. you don’t get to cum until i say so.” suguru smiles, cum soaked fingers going to play with satoru’s aching tip.

“suguru.” satoru heaves, muscles visibly contracting as he falls prey to the dark haired males teasing. “wait— i think she passed out.” he quickly points out, giving a sigh of relief once suguru diverts his attention back to your slumped form, “huh, oh well. i guess we can fuck the sleep out of her. or.. continue without her. you really need to cum, right?” suguru’s smug, eyes meeting satoru’s after he lays your sleeping body on the other side of the bed. and satoru almost wishes he didn’t get too caught up in his fun.

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visualbutterflysworld · 3 months

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Break of Dawn | Vhackerr

Warning: smut, uhh just real smutty, unprotected(use birth control)

so…i may have gotten this idea from mj’s song and read some…unholy things about vin so yeah cheers.

Vinnie sighed as he finally shut off his gaming equipment and stream. He had been streaming since 7 and it was now 1 am. Knowing you, you were probably already in bed.

Drifting off, Vinnie imagines you in a little shirt. Barely covering your thighs. His bare hands roaming over the smooth skin. Your small whimpers. Vinnie quickly snaps out of it to find out that he now has a boner.

“Fuck.” He mutters before thinking of his next move. He could jerk off and go to bed or he could wake you up and have you help him fix his problem. Being the mischievous man he is he decided to wake you up.

He quietly makes his way out and to his room. Silently thanking Hera for opting to sleep on the couch tonight. He slowly opens the door and closes it behind him.

There you are. Laying so prettily with the moon shining from the window. He resists the urge to touch himself before he slowly crawls on top of you.

He first starts with small sweet kisses. Rubbing up and down on your thigh. “Y/nnn.” His voice rings out. “Mm.” “Y/nnn wake up.” He placed a light kiss on your lips. He feels you moving around almost fighting the urge to wake up. He moves down to your neck and slightly nipples on the soft skin. “Y/nnn, wake up darling.”

“Vin?” Your voice sounded so raspy which turned him on more. “Yes, love. Wake up for me.” He starts to kiss your lips until you slowly begin to kiss him back. “What’s wrong?” You ask before slowly opening your eyes. “Nothing, I just really missed you.” Vinnie now moves downwards.

“Take this off for me.” He tugs on your(his) shirt. “Mph. You do it, Mr. Needy.” You huff before yawning. “For you? Always needy.” Vinnie tugs the shirt up and throws it somewhere in the room.

You take in a sharp breath as the cool air hits you. You claw at Vinnie’s shirt and he quickly takes it off as well. Vinnie moves his head down and places a boob in his mouth. He twirls his tongue around the nipple before slightly biting it. You arch your back in response. It isn’t long until he’s down and ripping your panties off.

“Vinnie, those were expensive!” You yell slightly. “I’ll buy you more. Just relax for me, Princess.” And soon Vinnie’s mouth is attached to your clit. Sucking on it softly as you whine.

He smoothly puts a finger inside and hums at the ease. “Vinnie.” You go to cover your mouth for a moment before moving it to clutch on the sheets.

It isn’t long before he places another finger and you soon come all over. Vinnie helps you through your high as you feel your toes curl. You’re breathless almost, staring at Vinnie with a drunken haze as he sucks of his fingers. “Such a sweet taste. Always so sweet. Like chocolate covered strawberries.”

He places his thumb on your already stimulated clit, curling it slowly. You let out a small moan. “Do you eat chocolate covered strawberries every day? Is that your way of making me want to eat you out every chance i get?” Vinnie question and you only moan in response.

He pinched your clit as you don’t answer. You squirm from the feeling. “I asked you a question.” “No, Vinnie. I…just please. I need you inside me.” You grab his hair and give it a good tug. “Who’s needy now?” Vinnie chuckles.

It isn’t long until he’s stripped and soon inside you, bottoming you out. He waits a second before he starts thrust. “Fuck, so tight. Such a good girl for me.” He whispers as he wraps his arms around you. You’re in heaven. Your toes curl. Back arched. Begging for whatever it is.

“I’m gonna go nice and slow. I’m gonna fuck you all night long.” He says and you clench at the words. He smirks, “mm my pretty girl likes that idea? Letting me be inside her till the break of dawn.” You nodded rapidly as you claw at his back. “Yes. Vinnie please don’t stop.” You say as you feel your climax about to erupt.

“I know that face. My girl gonna come? Be a good girl and come for me.” You arch your back at his words. Before you come Vinnie quickly grabs your face softly to kiss you. Heaven is what you both feel.

It was gonna be a long night.

Okay go read the Bible now you freaks!

#vincent hacker #vinnie hacker #vhackerr #bwwm couples #bwwmromance #oneshot #love #lovers #vinnie hacker x reader #vinnie hacker smut

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writeforfandoms · 6 months

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Call Me Little Sunshine

Find my John Price masterlist

You've had a bad day, but even from a different country, your husband knows how to make it better.

This is pure comforting fluff. Might give you cavities.

Warnings: Price needs his own warning, swearing, sweetness, established relationship.

John Price x f!reader

Word count: 1k

You had just thrown yourself on the couch for a bit of dramatic pouting when your phone rang. You groaned out loud, momentarily tempted to ignore it. It was probably something stupid, or a telemarketer, or whatever.

But… it could be your husband. He did sometimes call without warning.

You checked your phone. Unknown number. Could be your husband. Could be just about anybody.

You answered anyway.

“‘Lo?”

“Princess.”

You breathed out a soft sigh at the sound of your darling’s voice. “John.”

“You alright, love?” His voice was rough, like he’d been smoking recently.

“Well enough.” You shrugged, pushing yourself up from the couch so you could sit. “What about you? What time is it?”

John blew out a soft breath, amused. “It’s late, and I’m fine,” he reassured you. “No new holes in me.” The faint sounds of a skirmish came through from the other end, and you recognized Kyle’s voice.

“Do you need to get that?” you asked, amused despite yourself.

There was a moment of silence. “Nope.” John must have moved away from them, because his end of the line got quieter. “Now, princess. Tell me what’s wrong.”

You winced. “Nothing,” you protested, lifting one hand to rub your forehead.

“I know you better than that,” John murmured, voice pitched lower, soothing. “You can tell me.”

“It’s not important,” you tried. “Especially compared to whatever you’ve got going on.”

“Right now, all I’ve got going on is ignoring a couple idiots,” John countered. “Nothin’ more important than you.”

Your resistance crumbled in the face of that tone and those words. You sighed and gave in, telling him about your frustrations with work. You tried to keep it short, but he kept asking questions. Not letting you get away with giving him the bare minimum.

“Well,” he finally said once he’d gotten everything out of you he wanted. “Least you’re done for the day.”

“No kidding.” You huffed softly, once again thinking about getting a drink. You deserved a little relaxation, after the day you’d had. “Two more days and it’s the weekend.”

John chuckled softly. “That eager, hm?”

“John, I’m just preventing murder,” you told him, all faux-innocence. “Really.”

He snorted. “Noble of you,” he teased.

You smiled. It did not escape you that you felt better, that he was responsible for that. “I’m not keeping you up, am I, love?”

“No.” His voice softened. “Don’t fret ‘bout me, princess.”

“You know I always do.”

“I know.” Those simple words carried such weight to them. Regret that you worried, acknowledgement that he couldn’t make you stop, appreciation that you cared enough to fret.

You’d both talked this over enough times that you both acknowledged the stalemate. You’d fret. He’d ask you not to. Neither of you would give ground.

And, honestly? You wouldn’t have it any other way. Your husband was stubborn, and it was something you loved about him, even when he drove you up the wall.

“You eaten yet?”

“No,” you groaned, making a face. “Don’t you start fussing at me from another timezone, love.”

He chuckled. “Can’t stop me.”

You opened your mouth to retort, but paused. The boys would probably take his side. “I’ll order in,” you decided instead. Giving ground to him, this time.

“Good girl.” His voice dipped teasingly low, with that extra bit of rasp that he knew did things to you.

“Don’t you dare,” you warned him, sitting up again in alarm. “John.”

“What? Can’t I make sure my princess is feeling better?” He purred through the line.

“You are a damn tease, John Price.” But you couldn’t entirely keep your smile out of your tone.

“Mm. So you like to remind me.” John took a deep breath, slow and steady. “Go order your dinner, princess. Something special tonight, hm? You deserve it.”

You warmed, unable to stop the fond smile if you tried. Which you didn’t. “Alright, love. Get some sleep tonight.”

“I will.” His voice softened, gently affectionate. “I’ll call again soon.”

“When you can,” you emphasized. “I’ll be here.”

“Love you,” John murmured.

“Love you too.” You bit back the desire to ask when he’d be home, remind him to stay safe. He knew. And you knew.

But you still had to take a moment to blink back emotion after the call disconnected. Your wonderful, stubborn, incredible husband.

Huffing to yourself, you ordered food. Something nice, like John said. It was amazing how much better you felt after a little conversation and some food.

But the best came in the morning, as you were settling in to work. A knock at the door made you get up, cautious at first. Until you saw the flowers carried by a delivery man.

The bouquet was large, beautiful, with some of your favorites. You stroked a few petals with a smile before you plucked out the card.

Princess,

You can make it two more days. I’ll call again tonight. Chin up, sweetheart.

The note was not signed, but you didn’t need it to be.

But the thing that really caught you by surprise was the second card.

I’m not bailing you out or stopping your husband if you get arrested, so call me before you murder anyone. -S

Bonnie, you’re a right saint for putting up with that grump. -J

We’re on his six, don’t worry. See you soon. -K

Eyes watery, smile almost painful, you put both notes on the front of the fridge, flowers in pride of place in the center of the table. Today would be no problem, now.

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jeonsbabygirlsworld · 6 months

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WAS IT BETTER?

SUMMARY: Jungkook has been acting weird lately in bed, but your not complaining about it or are you ?

PAIRINGS: Jungkook X Reader

WORD COUNT:1.1K

WARNINGS: A bit of angst, smut, fluff ig?

SMUT WARNINGS: Mentions of cock ring and clit stimulator, Fingering, rubbing, somnophila, boob slapping ...? cum eating,handjob, spiting .Also reader smokes

a/n: Thank you to the sweetest person who requested for this, I hope you like it <3 Thankyou @jungk97kwife for beta reading ❤️☺️ Tumblr works on reblog system please reblog !! Also a simple “it good or it’s great”can make my entire day 💞

It’s unusual for you, Jungkook has been acting a bit weird for the past few days, The sex you both were having was way different. He has started making you come for like five times in a day.

The new Jungkook is different you won’t complain about it, but you know something’s wrong heck he even bought a cock ring and a clit stimulator for you. Yeah, the sex you both used to have earlier was already awesome you tried out some of your kinks and all, but the toys were never in the moment. 

“Fuck I’m gonna cum” you cried holding his hands and clutching his shoulder while he thrusted his long fingers in your pussy. “ I’m Gonna mess the sheets kook stop don’t wanna mess them,” you said shuttering because of the fast pace “Do it baby do it” he growls. While soon chased your high-your panties and the bed sheets were messy covered in your wet slick. 

Jungkook had his cock out from his boxers and tucked them under his balls, this is new he shifted your panties to the side inserting his cock teasing them over your pussy he positioned his tip so that the red swollen tip could rub against the cloth and closing the gap from the side so it could be a tight grip. 

Moaning at the sensation you asked him to thrust faster “cum kook make a mess on my panties”You praised him “cum baby, you are doing great making me feel so good” he mumbled a few cures while you whispered “Yeah” he soon came. 

He collapses on top of you breathing heavily while you hug him “Sleep kook, you did a lot today baby” You tap his shoulder, and he backs away removing himself from your panties. You stand up to clean yourself and bring water for him when you notice he has already dozed off. 

You go to the balcony to take a drag from a cigarette heaving heavily wondering what’s wrong with him. Sighing you soon finish your cig and go back inside cuddling him from the back and kissing his cheeks. 

A couple of days pass by when he tries new kinks with you also talking about somnophilla a few days back giving him the full consent. 

Present: 

You had knocked out on the bed earlier waiting for Jungkook to come home. You slept on your stomach , pretty in your satin red nightwear your curvy ass and your bare pussy peeking out from the nightwear. Groaning at the sight Jungkook slightly sat on the bed palming himself through his trousers, his fingers slowly circling your clit moving them in figures of eight,he continued doing it for sometime feeling you getting wet , you wake up shifting on your spot but dozing off soon he continued doing it until he said in his hushed voice “can’t wait to fuck this pretty pussy”he said inserting his fingers in and humming you wake up moaning and feeling your pussy get wetter by passing second “mm kook faster” you grumbled pressing your face on the pillow. 

“Yeah, baby? are you gonna cum? Cum baby wanna taste this fucking pussy” his fingers moved vastly inside your pink pussy your clit swollen from all the rubbing. 

“Koo …... Koo gonna cum”you warned Cumming soon “Turn around yeah baby? Been waiting for this since I left work” Easing himself in your slow thrusts soon started becoming fast your boobs were now bopping in front of his face taking on in his mouth he sucked them like a baby, biting on them occasionally his tongue skilfully tracing your areola “mine fucking mine, beg for it, baby “ his voice deepened when you whined for more “be a good girl gonna give you everything, open your mouth want to spit”he says and grabbing it in his mouth and spitting in your mouth. 

“Mm amazing kook fucking amazing, make me cum baby” your breathily huff out clinging to his shoulder, your legs wrapped around his tiny waist “That’s its baby feels amazing right?” Slapping your wet messy boob he groans loudly when you clench around him “fuck kook I’m gonna cum”Chasing your orgasm he pulls out to make a mess on your face helping him with the hand job he soon cums on your Tits and face, his hot cum laying on your tits while you sucked everything left on his cock and your lips. 

He collapsed next to you while you turned to kiss his cheeks in your mind you thought “It’s time to ask him”You waited for his heavy breathing to die down soon “Kook, you, okay?” You ask soothing his chest “Yeah baby I’m completely fine, why?” He asks but is confused “Jungkook we never used to have sex life this crazy, are you alright? Our sex used to be full of love, yeah, I appreciate the way we are discovering new things, but I can sense something is wrong, isn’t it?” You ask waiting for him to answer. Sighing he asks you something “Y/n I know you were never satisfied when we used to have sex earlier, I only used to make you cum once or twice I heard my friends talk about making their girls Cumming thrice, I was trying to impress you, baby,” he says looking up at you. 

“Fuck Jungkook who ever said you our sex didn’t leave me satisfied? I would be fucking over the moon when we were done, and hell about what your friends say you're perfect as hell for me Jeon Jungkook”you comfort him “really y/n? You're not lying?” He asks, “of course not kook why would I lie to you about this?” You reassure him.

“Sorry baby, I just thought you won’t be satisfied with our sex, but did you enjoy it?” He asks chuckling a bit. “Hell, yeah kook I enjoy however you wanted me though now my pussy asks for break”you laughed kissing his lips “you impressed me like a hell baby but I really got worried these days” you murmured “I’m sorry baby to get you worried like this, let’s sleep shall we baby?” Jungkook asks pecking your forehead.

Sleep soon overcomes you both, puffing out a breath you both knock out.

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