#just know they probably have a humiliation kink and you're just feeding it by giving them attention

[devixxish]

Pairing: Choso Kamo x AFAB! reader

Word Count: 963

18+ MDNI. fluff. smut. choso is so in love. face sitting. unprotected sexual intercourse (wrap it before you tap it kidz). cockwarming. dom! choso. teasing. slight humiliation. begging. edging. belly bulge. slight exhibitionism. creampie. implied breeding kink. probably more?

A/N: alright, here is Gamer Choso! It's honestly so messy, I had so many thoughts and they were all over the place, I think even my grammar is stupid. but it's readable- I think:') I think this is gonna be a full oneshot at some point or at least have a Pt.2. Depends on how it goes. I'm also playing around with my posts formatting, so they're gonna be a lil weird until I decide. ALSO! It's my first time writing smut, so be kind! Thank you!

GAMER! CHOSO ⪩ who looks so comfy sitting in his gaming chair in front of his set-up, eyes slightly wide and his bottom lip in between his teeth in focus as he appears to be in the middle of a battle, and yet his body language gives away that he is relaxed. Leisurely leaning back, his nimble fingers flying across his keyboard making it difficult for you not to stare and let your mind wander.

GAMER! CHOSO ⪩ who never neglects you, but sometimes gets too distracted by his games. It made you crave his attention; you'd come up behind him, draping your arms over his shoulders and he would hum in question, getting a small whine from you. A small chuckle would sound from his throat, and he would simply pause his game and turn his chair to look up at you with one of those smiles you loved oh-so-much. He'd invite you to sit on his lap and you would eagerly accept the invitation, clinging onto him as he resumed his game.

GAMER! CHOSO ⪩ whose eyes would instantly brighten up when you brought him his favorite food/snacks while he gamed. He'd, again, pause his game and face you, pulling you down into the sweetest kiss as a thank you. If you decided to feed him; the boy would be gone. If you sat down on his lap, facing him and just fed him? He'd look at you like you hung the stars in the sky. He loves feeling taken care of.

GAMER! CHOSO ⪩ who gets the most excited when you wanna game with him. Whether it's on his consoles or his PC. He loves showing you various games, or getting suggestions from you about games he would have never thought of playing before. If you don't know how to game, he'd be more than happy to teach you, and in all honesty, he would kinda get off on it too. He would go easy on you, but if he won, he'd definitely tease you non-stop. If you already know how to game- expect some sort of rivalry (all in good spirits ofc). And if you beat him? The boy falls deeper in love.

GAMER! CHOSO ⪩ who is the biggest dork. A huge introvert, all awkward and shy; at least he was when he first met you. He was a stuttering mess when he approached you, his flirting the dorkiest you had ever seen, but that was what drew you to him. He was adorable and honestly? Quite a lot like you. It was difficult not to like him and eventually fall for him.

GAMER! CHOSO ⪩ who loves being close to you. Even if you're not doing anything in particular, he loves feeling your presence close to him. If you're watching a movie, he loves cuddling close to you. If he's gaming he loves it if you watch him, or even if you sit on him while he does so. When you're outside, he doesn't miss the chance to throw a hand over your shoulders, pulling you close to him. And when you're sleeping and he is awake, he always prefers gaming on his consoles, just to be able to cuddle you into his chest while you sleep.

GAMER! CHOSO ⪩ who makes you sit on his face, a controller in your hands as you try to stay still and not grind on his face already. He loves seeing you struggle, playing the difficult mode of a game, knowing that he would only speed up and let you cum if you won. It was proving to be more difficult than you initially thought, and you were already going at it for so long; his gaze glued on the screen, watching you desperately trying to win with amusement in his eyes as his tongue lazily swept over your clit, giving you just enough to have you begging for more. His hands would hold onto your hips, or wrap around your thighs, chuckling into your sweet cunny as you whined and whimpered.

GAMER! CHOSO ⪩ who loves hearing you beg for him. You would have never thought when you first met him, but the man was rough- when he wanted. He loved seeing you cry out of embarrassment as he had you cockwarm him while he gamed with his friends and his brother on the headset. You would wrap your arms around his shoulders, pathetically trying not to moan or ride him right there and then. He would feel the way you clenched around him and he would mute himself just that once only to ridicule you for getting off on sitting on his cock while his friends were on the line and could potentially hear you. That only made you clench harder around him.

GAMER! CHOSO ⪩ who would edge you for hours on end until his game finished. He would move you both to the bed, only to lay you on your back with your legs over his shoulders as he finally gave you what you had been craving since the moment he touched you that night. He loved seeing you get lost in pleasure, your eyes rolling back into your skull as he pressed one hand down on your lower abdomen, feeling how his girthy cock was creating a small bulge right there. He felt dizzy as your walls squeezed around him as if you never wanted to let him go. Edging you for so long had an effect on him as well; it was evident in the way his cum soon dripped from your pussy, mixing with your own release. Tears were falling from your eyes, all from pleasure, as he merely took a second to rest before pounding into you again, determined to pump you full of his seed.

#𓆰𓆪 𝖉𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖝𝖝𝖎𝖘𝖍 #im excited #but nervous #ACK #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen choso #jujutsu choso #jujutsu kaisen fanfic #choso #choso kamo #choso x reader #choso smut #jjk #jjk choso #jjk fanfic #jjk smut #smut #choso fanfic #choso headcanons #choso hcs #anime #anime smut #fluff #jujutsu kaisen x reader #choso fluff #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jjk fluff #choso kamo smut #jujutsu kaisen smut

[spid3namy]

✶ MIGUEL O’HARA - EARTH 2099 NSFW HEAD CANONS 

𓇼 okay so he has fangs right??? and you would think he would enjoy biting you but no, no. wrong. miguel enjoys getting bit. sure, he'll bite you if you ask but he enjoys it if you bite him more than he enjoys biting you

𓇼 praise kink. that's all i gotta say about that

𓇼 enjoys kissing a lot. not that he would admit it but kissing is fr how to get him going super easily

𓇼 this man is kinky asf. like you wanna be tied up? he knows how to do complicated ass knots. you wanna get spanked? okay, he'll spank you until you're crying. if it'll make you happy, he'll do most kinky shit there is.

𓇼 def has a sex playlist. i'm not even gonna elaborate on that.

𓇼 aftercare is a must for him. he'll always be super romantic and like give you a bath and feed you afterwards.

𓇼 bro def has a high sex drive. he could probably go as many rounds as you want him to

𓇼 doesn't bottom much but when he does, he def cries. literally a big ass crybaby

𓇼 has a humiliation kink.

𓇼 bro SUCKS at dirty talk. like its just so awkward for him to do it and he gets all embarrassed about it

𓇼 he's one of those guys that leaves marks where people can't see. just cus why not. also if someone questions about then it clearly means they were looking where they shouldn't have been.

𓇼 okay so ya'll know how he's like 6'9" (ha funny number) right??? well, if you're shorter than him (which most people prolly are cus who tf is really taller than him??) he'll def use his height to his advantage.

𓇼 also cus he's 6'9", he'll pretty much manhandle you just cus he knows he can

𓇼 def a underwear sniffer when he jerks off. I KNOW IT SOUNDS WEIRD BUT TRUST ME ON THIS, HE TOLD ME SO HIMSELF I SWEAR

𓇼 def loves to give you head. like he has such a skilled tongue and knows just how to pleasure you until you cry. he also really enjoys teasing you while giving you head.

𓇼 he has big hands right so obviously he touches you in every place he can reach while fucking you.

𓇼 we're gonna go back to his fangs, right? right. if he's like going down on you then he'll def sink his fangs into your thighs just to hear you cry out from it. that's literally the only reason why he would ever do it.

𓇼 if you like praise him in the middle of sex he would literally cry. like full on tears going down his face. it makes him happy to know that he's doing a good job to pleasure you

𓇼 def has had sex with you in a public place. like a bathroom or something just because he thought you look good. or just cus he was horny. either one works tbh.

𓇼 bro def goes on a ramble about how much he loves you when he's about to cum. like there's just no way he doesn't.

𓇼 cums a lot. and i mean a WHOLE lot. like it's probably unnatural how much he does it.

𓇼 has a breeding kink. idk, he just seems like the type of person to want to fill you up with children.

𓇼 there are rare times where he'll leave a mark when it can be seen but when he does, he demands that you don't cover it up

𓇼if he gets jealous, he'll record you two having sex. he doesn't send it but he threatens to send if you keep hanging out with whoever made him jealous

𓇼 you two have def had sex in his office when he was supposed to be working.

𓇼 lowkey, he likes it when you degrade him. like HE WON'T ADMIT IT but he enjoys it. he enjoys it just as much as he enjoys you praising him (me too broski)

𓇼 neck kisses are his favorite

𓇼 he enjoys seeing your face while you two have sex. that's it.

𓇼 bro seems like the type of person to like messy sex. he just enjoys it cus why not

𓇼 when doing aftercare, he'll make sure you get some water before he gives you a bath. he'll make sure to feed you too if you're hungry

𓇼 he has most definitely bitten you in public all cus someone was flirting with you. he has no shame tbh

okay, that's all we got to keep my dignity lol (i never had any dignity). i hope these were good, i might make a part 2 to this but idk yet. i hope you little demons like the food i have served to you.

tags : @h-harleybaby

#cc is awkward asf #cc don't know what they're doing #i did this for harley and everyone else who likes miguel #spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman headcanon #across the spider verse changed my life forever man #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara headcanons #i need help

[minheeskitten]

so sorry i haven't had the time or energy to chat lately 😢

but pathetic vampire hyeop mentioned 👀 i read the post ☕️ anon linked too, and i want to say that even if hyeop is sexy as sin lately his awkward posture and dorky laugh and chunky glasses and pursuing of a masters degree and penchant for plaid button ups also make him such a perfect nerd 🤓 needy nerdy vampire 🤔 i'd hit that 🥰

i'd love to hear your general vampire hcs if you'd like to share, you always have the most fun and sexy takes on monsters and mythical creatures 🩷 if you want to get specific about any boys that'll also be nice 😉

also out of curiosity did you ever get a chance to read my fic reccs? i'd like to know your opinions so i can give better reccs next time 🥺

very late to messaging about this but looking forward to possible onewe fics from you 😏 any spoilers yet 😊💕~🩷

Don't worry about energy haha! Ive been pretty slow lately and i was hoping to re-dye my hair today, but that isn't gonna pan out haha Maybe sunday ill redye it

Pathetic vampire hyeop would be so cute.. Might have to save it as something to write eventually haha.

Just pitiful boy who can't get even a single bit of blood begging for *anything* you'll give him, even if he has to do humiliating things to get it. Cute.

General vampire headcanons. Mine tend to have different abilities. I stole an idea from a friend that Vampires have either paralytic venom or aphrodisiac venom (or both!) And

It is one of the hottest things. Literally so hot. I got this idea unfortunately after i wrote my foursome fic so.. might have to leave that Louis out of it, sadly.

Vampires, in my opinion can have any range of abilities

fan favorites include, telepathy, mind reading (its different), teleportation, telekinesis, shapeshifting and a variety of others.

They also can eat small meals (think like toddler size) of normal food, and their digestion of that is slow as fuck. Aka blood is genuinely better.

Depending on the fic or universe they can be sterile or not. I prefer them sterile purely because i like throwing them at characters who could get pregnant w breeding kinks.

The stamina they have can be unmatched by most other beings. So if they really wanted to, they can just keep going.

Neck and inner thigh bites are quite intimate, so if you're not a partner they prefer wrist or arm bites. (But if they drink from your inner thigh they're probably ab to fuck you)

I like the thought of them also warming up noticably when they're well fed, so they're pale and then after a good feeding they're flushed n kinda horny so :)

There will be more as i write and consume more media ab vampires haha

I haven't red the recs yet, but i will read them soon, i have them opened! The tags make them look soo good.

Also don't worry about messaging late ab the onewe fics. I wanna talk ab my older fics and my newer or upcoming fics too! I have equal brainrot for them all!

Seriously do bring up things from fics ive had out for a while i can and will gladly talk about them! And it might even get another one like it made! I thrive on interaction and you and ☕ anonie are making the brain go brrrrr haha

Any spoilers for the onewe fic im writing so far? Hehe, i know far too much about songwriting and producing for someone who does not do it. That and Maknaes are cutie boys.

I need to keep writing that fic haha, its going nice places :3

#talks <3 #asks <3 #anons <3 #🩷 anon

[carnage-pet]

Publish the information if you have it (don't I deserve it 🥺) Otherwise it's an obvious bluff.

Were there no risk getting caught, I'd love to kidnap a man to my basement and torture him very nonsexually. I'd remove his gentiles first and then force-feed them to him. I'd periodically break his hands and legs to minimize the risk of him fighting back or escaping. I'll be real, I don't know much about how to actually torture someone, so I'd try a lot of the non-physically damaging ones like waterboarding while trying to research what exactly I could do without killing him. Naturally, I'd want to try out cannibalism for myself. I'd probably go conservative in the amount of down time he gets to avoid him breaking too quickly, and just do a lot of silly shit to fuck with him. I'd make avoiding physical torture a currency to get him to do humiliating stuff (and actually honor it.) Sometimes I'll just let him watch tv or something because I know boredom would drive me crazy and I want him sane for as long as possible, and showing him occasional kindness might fuck with him too (Stockholm Syndrome isn't real, but being stuck with just 1 person for a long time probably fucks with them a lot.) Eventually he'd give out and I'd dispose of him, if I'm sad, it's because I lost access to a beloved hobby.

Too bad I would never do it for real, much too risky.

Anon you'd be a huge hit on femdom Tumblr. Some poor cuck out there needs you in his life and you're ignoring your calling because of your opinions on kink. Sigh.

Also, anon, was this supposed to bother me? You've been on my blog- you should know by now I'm a pretty heavy sadist. You said you don't know how to actually torture someone- well you've come to the right place for advice if you wanna find out!

Also, as for your information, I don't rlly wanna doxx you, at least not yet. Just wanted to get your machine all sick! Sadly they don't make malware for Linux like they used to anymore.

[titan-fodder]

Rating: E (explicit; mdni)

Pairing: Levi Ackerman x female bodied reader

Word Count: ~ 5.2k

Warnings: way too much banter, swearing, piss (omorashi specifically), humiliation/degradation (Levi is a little mean, but it’s all in good fun), shower sex, a dash of fluff at the end

A/N: of course my first legit Levi fic would involve piss. of fucking course. @forcefully-awoken sent in a thirst for this, and as always, it got out of hand. so here ya’ go. 

"Are you watching me piss?" 

 Heat immediately rises to your face because yes, you are, but you didn't mean to. You were really just trying to watch the captain's back while he relieved himself at the base of one of the forest trees, just to make sure no titans were about to sneak up on him while his literal dick was hanging out. 

 Then, you zoned out for a few seconds, eyes to the side as you idly watched the stream of urine hit the ground, ears pricking at the sound of it, and yep, before you knew it, you were staring. 

 "Uh, I'm—"

 "Fucking filthy, is what you are," Levi sneers, apparently not trying to be modest as he gives himself a couple little shakes before tucking himself back in his pants. "I always knew the men in the military were pigs, but you too?" 

 Snorting, you shake your head. There's really no way to talk your way out of this one. Best course is probably just to apologize and shrug it off, maybe make a joke that'll elicit an eye roll. 

 "You think men are bad, but I guarantee you, girls are so much worse. You guys have no idea."

 And, it's true. You've heard the way your female comrades talk, the vulgarities they speak with, sharing every detail of every escapade and comparing kinks and desires. Once women get to know each other and feel comfortable, the mere concept of a filter goes completely out the window. 

 "People are disgusting in general. Whether you're a man, a woman, or… Hange. It's not often I find myself surprised at any of you."

 The two of you begin making your way back to your horses, left behind by the rest of the soldiers, but it shouldn't take you long to catch up. 

 You don't really know what else to say, so you remain quiet which allows you to hear the next line Levi utters quietly, "Wasn't expecting to have someone stare at me while I pissed, but—"

 It pulls another chuckle from your throat. You're still blushing, still mortified, but if you show any sign of weakness, Levi will feed off of it, any teasing replaced by legitimate meanness, and you're not prepared for that right now, not when you're as tired as you are. 

 "So, what, is it a fetish or somethin'?" 

 "Wow, you are really turning this into something it's not," you mumble. 

 "I think I deserve to know if you're gonna make it a habit to stare at my dick," he deadpans. 

 "I wasn't staring!"

 "Bullshit."

 "I just lost focus, zoned for a second."

 "Uh huh."

 He's obviously unconvinced, but you don't have any way of changing that, so you decide to disengage and jog toward the horses once they come into view. 

 "Hey, you didn't answer my question, brat!"

 Turning, you walk backwards and hold your hands out by your side, completely noncommittal and leaving the captain to form his own conclusions. 

 You can't deny that watching him relieve himself didn't send a pleasant tingle down your spine, but you're not about to admit that to him. 

 *

 He's just your captain. You wouldn't even call him a friend. You work together, sometimes you eat together, but the superior officers he spends most of his time with intimidate you, so it isn't often that you get the chance to get personal with Levi. 

 And, that's fine. You rarely have anything of real value to say to him. You're probably just another soldier he feels the need to keep track of, another brat. 

 But, sometimes there's more. Sometimes you catch him watching you, slate grey eyes trained on you from across the mess hall or while you're sparring with someone outside. You can usually feel it before you see it. Levi has a very dominating presence after all, even if it is from far away. 

 It's why you look up now, making your way through tall grass to the barracks. You have to turn your head this way and that, but eventually your gaze lands on Levi, leaning against the stables. 

 His head nod is less of an acknowledgement and more of a demand, so you shuffle over to him and slide your hands into your back pockets as you wait for him to talk. 

 He eyes you for a few moments as if contemplating something before finally speaking, "Erwin and I are having tea tonight. You're coming with."

 "Oh, I am?" You challenge, eyebrows high. 

 Not many people are bold enough to talk back to the captain, but after a single argument when you first joined the Scouts followed by some backhanded compliments, you found it strangely easy to fall into the role of absolute smartass. Probably because it irritates him. 

 "Yeah. You are."

 Breathing through pursed lips, you groan. "Levi, I'm tired."

 "Good thing tea is caffeinated. Seven o'clock."

 With that, he turns on the heel of his boot and disappears around the corner. 

 You spend the next two hours nervous. It isn't like you. Most of the time, expeditions are the only thing that leaves your stomach in knots. 

 You chalk it up to Erwin, the commander of the whole god damn regiment. You've barely spent any time around the man aside from delivering the occasional message. If you have questions about anything, you usually just go to Levi or Moblit (Hange's energy is just a little too much for you most of the time). 

 So yes, that's what's causing the butterflies and feeling of anticipation. Couldn't possibly be the captain. 

 Yet, when you knock on the door to Erwin's office, clad in your casual tunic and pants, your heart stutters in your chest at the sight of Levi, also comfortable in a long sleeved grey shirt that clings to his form just a little too tightly. 

 Though he doesn't look all that happy to see you (despite being the one to fucking invite you here tonight), Erwin offers you a soft smile and motions to one of the chairs on the other side of his desk. A porcelain teapot is sitting on a short table, three cups lined up in front of the spout, and Levi wastes no time in pouring all of them. 

 "You add any sugar to this, and we're using you as titan bait the next time we go out."

 "Levi," Erwin chides with a shake of his head. 

 "Big talk for someone who's saved my ass multiple times on expeditions."

 "That just makes you sound like a shit soldier," he says, raising an eyebrow as he passes you a steaming cup. 

 You smirk as you blow on the tea, easily quip, "No, it makes it sound like you're getting soft."

 "Don't call me soft," he scoffs. 

 "Would you prefer flaccid?" 

 Levi's jaw sets, and he peers at you in a way that makes you feel in danger, his eyes flashing as he takes a sip from his mug that most definitely burns his tongue. 

 Erwin is watching the both of you, his thick, blond eyebrows high on his forehead as an amused smile spreads across his face. 

 "Dinner and a show," he chuckles. 

 "We're not eating, dumbass," Levi corrects. 

 "Really? 'Cause I am absolutely eating this up." The commander states, and you cringe at the horrible joke. "You two are the most entertaining thing I've seen in ages."

 "Entertaining as it may be, it's fuckin' exhausting," Levi tells him, then nods toward you. "She is exhausting."

 "Why invite me here then? If you're gonna be a dick all night, I'll just leave."

 "Hey, I'm not the only smartass around here. You give just as much as you take."

 It makes you bite your lip, mind suddenly full of inappropriate thoughts that all swirl together all thanks to Levi's unintentional innuendo. You're not sure when that started to happen. You've always known the captain was attractive—objectively speaking, that is—but you've never actively thought about the two of you in any sort of compromising situations. 

 Now, though, as Levi sits a couple feet away with his black bangs in his face, slender fingers perched on the rim of his cup, narrow eyes trained on you… You begin to think about many, many positions you could be in, many positions he could have you in. 

 Scrubbing a hand down your face, you shake yourself out of it and take a drink of scalding tea. It burns the back of your tongue as well as your throat, but it's enough to jar you out of your terrible, wonderful fantasies. 

 And, all along, Erwin simply surveys the two of you, his blue gaze seemingly all-knowing. It makes you squirm in your chair. 

 You've been in their company for five minutes, and you're already itching to leave. 

 It isn't that easy, though. Eventually, Erwin and Levi begin to talk, covering an array of topics—some work related, some a little more personal. You take the time to study both of them, trying to pick up on the small details, their mannerisms. 

 Every once in a while, Erwin asks, "What's your opinion on the matter?" 

 But, you just shrug him off. "That's a little above my pay grade, Commander."

 Levi pours more tea, but once the pot is empty, he begins filling cups with water. You've never noticed before, but you think he likes having something to drink so that he can take sips in place of speaking. It's a good strategy. You'll have to tuck that one away. 

 Despite the caffeine, you still find yourself getting drowsy after a couple hours, eyes drooping slightly as you stop trying to follow the conversation. Your schedule is blank tomorrow, but that doesn't mean you want to be kept up all night.

 Plus, you kinda need to pee. 

 "Alright, gentlemen," you transition as you stand and stretch. "This has been lovely, but I'm very tired, and I'd hate to pass out in your office, sir."

 Erwin nods and waves a hand then thanks you for "taking time out to grace them with your presence". You can't tell if he's being sarcastic or not, but either way, it makes you snort. 

 "I should be thanking you. I know I'm… difficult to put up with sometimes."

 "Damn right you are," Levi pipes up before setting his cup down and rising. "I think it's time I go to bed too."

 "Very well. You two enjoy your night."

 There is a very specific lilt to Erwin's voice, one that makes you turn to him and frown. One that makes Levi flip him off. 

 Good to know you're not the only one who picked up on it. 

 Both if you leave the office, shutting the door behind you. You fully expect Levi to make his way to his own private room, but he follows you, walking a few feet behind as you practically jog to the bathroom. 

 "You fuckin' tailing me or something?" You question. 

 "Guess you could call it that," he drawls. 

 "Well, stop. I need to pee."

 "I know you do."

 "Then stop following me."

 You think you're safe when you slip through the wooden door and push it closed with your foot, but as soon as you step away, it's being pushed open again. 

 Twirling, you give Levi a wide eyed look, thoroughly confused at this point. Maybe he has to pee too. You both drank quite a bit of tea, and it is a diuretic. You're surprised neither of you were making frequent trips from Erwin's office. 

 Your theory, however, is crushed when the captain doesn't make his way to either of the stalls. No, he just strides over to you, apparently uncaring of personal space when he stops inches away. Your breath catches in your throat, chest rattling with your beating heart. 

 "Can I help you with something?" 

 The usual bite to your tone has gone missing, replaced with an unsure, breathy voice that you don't recognize. 

 Levi scans your face, expression as impassive as ever, and you can't fucking read him, can't tell if he's about to smack you or kiss you, and honestly, either would catch you off guard. You aren't prepared for either. 

 There is no palm slapping against your face, no lips covering your own. Instead, one if Levi's hands lands gently on your stomach, crawling down toward your hips, then pressing against you. 

 The heat in your bladder multiplies tenfold. Jaw dropping just a little, a small whimper is pushed from your throat, and finally—finally—something new passes over Levi's face: satisfaction. 

 His mouth barely tugs up on one side, eyes growing hooded when he releases pressure for a moment only to push against you again. 

 "N-not helping my needing to pee," you protest weakly. 

 He leans forward, all but kneading the place just above your pelvis as he positions his lips next to your ear. 

 "That's the point."

 Any breath left in your lungs leaves at that point, brain fogging as you squeeze your legs together. 

 "This is payback for the trees, isn't it?" You sound like you're whining. You kind of are. 

 "Maybe."

 There's a shower stall tucked in the corner of the bathroom, empty just like the rest of the space, and Levi begins walking you back toward it, steering you with one hand on your shoulder and the other still pressing against your abdomen. 

 As soon as your back hits the tiled wall, you know you're in for it. 

 This behavior is beyond strange for the captain. You've never seen him let his guard down before, never seen him lose composure. He's acting like he's been drinking wine rather than tea, his cheeks flushed, tongue darting out to wet his lips as he stares. 

 "Feels fair, right? I showed you mine, now you show me yours."

 "My what?" 

 You're flustered—extremely so—and the more he keeps shoving his palm into your flesh, the harder it is to keep it together. If he keeps this up, you'll surely release all over your pants and the cool floor of the stall. 

 "L-Levi! At least turn the fucking shower on!" 

 You don't know why you're not fighting him off. Maybe because you don't want things to be more awkward between the two of you. Maybe because you know you want this—not in this exact way. A traditional romp would have been nice before delving into fetish territory, but you're in a little too deep now. 

 "Don't want to. I want to see you make a mess."

 "You don't even—fuuuck—you don’t even like messes!' 

 "I'll like making you one."

 It's simultaneously the hottest and most unsettling thing you've ever heard, and paired with the way he shoves a knee between your thighs, you come to the conclusion that you’re fucking done for. 

 Catching your bottom lip between your teeth, you rest your head against the wall as you fight the urge to let go. You clench your muscles to the best of your ability, but the way Levi has your legs spread makes holding back more difficult. 

 "Where is this even coming from?" You grit out, hoping more conversation will distract you from the pressing issue that is your bladder, but fuck, he's still pushing against it, massaging it in a way that makes the first few drops of pee trickle from you. 

 "Like I said," Levi murmurs. "You saw me. I get to see you."

 "This is entirely different," you gasp when he presses harder and grinds his thigh against your covered pussy. "Didn't even know you s-saw me this way."

 "What way?" He smirks. "A little brat with no manners?" 

 You can only whine in response. 

 "Come on, the faster you piss, the faster we can clean up."

 "Or, I could piss in peace and clean up by myself."

 Levi moves forward until you can feel the heat radiating from his chest. His mouth hovers over yours, lips brushing when he whispers almost teasingly, "Not gonna happen."

 "Fuck."

 Then, he digs the heel of his palm into your skin, finally breaking your proverbial seal. 

 It's more humiliating than you thought it would be. You figured all the banter and back-talk would make it easier, but no. The warm feeling of pee leaving you and soaking your panties, dripping down your pant legs and plastering them to your skin, makes your face flush in shame. You know you're drenching Levi's thigh, that his own pants will be dirty with your release, but you can't stop. Not now. Not when he's still pressing against your stomach like he's trying to force every drop from you. 

 Levi smirks, leaning back to watch it all unfold. You aren't surprised when the next thing that comes out of his mouth is a degrading— "Filthy," —but you are surprised at the way it makes tears pool in your eyes. 

 It's embarrassing. Watching him whip it out and pee in a fucking bush is one thing, but this? Basically riding his thigh and pissing all over him and yourself? You were not prepared for how dirty you'd feel, how disgusting. 

 "Oh, are we crying now?" He mocks, and you nod. "Upset that you're having an accident like a fucking toddler?"

 You squirm in an attempt to get away from the press of his body, but it's no use. In fact, it just makes him shift his leg, moving it against your core and making you whimper. 

 Relief floods your system when the last of the fluid leaves your body, the stream dying off into a trickle then stopping altogether. You feel better as far as the pressure goes—nice and empty—but the absolute indignity that’s swelling in your brain doesn’t disappear, and it probably won’t for a while.

 You can’t believe you just did that. You cannot believe you just pissed yourself not only in front of Captain fucking Levi but on him. 

 And… you can’t believe that you sort of liked it.

 There is shame and embarrassment. There are tears running down your face. But, there is also a different kind of wetness leaking from your cunt. You can feel the slickness of it.

 That shame, that feeling of humiliation, it all goes straight to your pussy.

 Levi ceases in the harsh pressure he’s been subjecting you to, his merciless palm being replaced by surprisingly gentle fingers that stroke between your hips.

 “Better?” He asks in a rumble.

 You take in a deep breath, sniffing back any more stubborn tears. “I wouldn’t say that exactly. You kinda sprung this on me.”

 “Mm,” he hums. “Yeah, I guess I did. Doesn’t mean you didn’t like it.”

 Narrowing your eyes, you challenge him just like you always do. “And, how, pray tell, would you know if I enjoyed it?”

 He cocks his head to the side, looking all too smug when he tells you, “Your pupils are about the size of dinner plates, and…” Your lips part when he raises a hand and brushes fingertips over one of your nipples, apparently pebbled under the material of your shirt. Moving his hand upward, he presses against your neck, quickly finding your pulse point. You can feel your heart beating too fast and too hard in your ribcage, and there’s no doubt that he can feel the rhythm against his fingers. “Increased heartrate…” He caresses your jaw while brushing your ear which is oddly sensitive. “Responsive erogenous zones…”

 “Okay, okay, I get the point. When the fuck did you become a doctor?”

 “Never,” he snorts quietly. “Just perceptive.”

 You never would have guessed the captain would be this smooth. It almost makes you laugh. You’re too distracted by your wet clothes, though, the material cooling and making you eager to get out of them.

 “Yeah, yeah. Can I please shower now?”

 Levi rolls his eyes similar to the way you usually do, but he still backs up, and it feels like you can actually breathe again for the first time since he initially followed you into the bathroom. 

 After what just took place, you’re not especially worried about stripping in front of him as he turns the knob on the shower, and he must feel the same way because you’re soon faced with a very naked Levi. You take him in, blinking too fast as your shock settles, but it doesn’t completely go away. You always knew he was fit—humanity’s strongest and all—but this… This is ridiculous. Though the captain is on the slender side, he’s completely made up of muscle, toned biceps, tendons and veins popping under the skin of his forearms, and a six pack that makes way for the V of his hips. 

 “You done fucking ogling?” He asks with a raised eyebrow.

 “Uh, not really, but I’ll spare you of any more of it.”

 He kicks both pairs of clothes under the warm spray, then treats you in much the same fashion, guiding you under the water with a soft but firm shove. You turn to face it, letting the stream hit you right in the face like it will wash away the remnants of your shame, but it’s still there sitting heavy in your gut. 

 Levi’s hands curl around your hips, his cock pressing against your ass. Clit throbbing between your legs, you push back into him, trying and failing to trap a moan in your throat. Teeth bite into the side of your neck from behind. One hand travels from your hip and slides between your thighs, and you quickly spread your legs to give Levi more room to part the lips of your pussy and stroke over your swollen bud.

 It pulls that moan from you, and you hang your head back until it comes in contact with his shoulder. When you open your mouth as well as your eyes, you catch a glimpse of the angle of Levi’s jaw, the wet, inky hair that’s stuck to his forehead and temples. You’ve always recognized him as attractive, but you’ve never quite considered him sexy.

 Now, though, with his finger dipping into your pussy and his hard cock grinding between your cheeks, you definitely see it.

 “Ohh, fuck,” you whisper, spreading your legs even more only for Levi to remove his hand and urge you to turn around. 

 Water is dripping from his face, droplets caught on his eyelashes and his cupid’s bow, and all you want to do is kiss them away.

 That seems too bold, though. Ridiculous considering he made you pee on him, but there’s a difference between kinks and kisses. Both have the potential to be intimate, but one is much softer than the other. You aren’t sure either of you are ready for that. After all, this could be a one time thing. A single, sordid hookup just to get it out of each of your systems. 

 He pushes a finger back inside you, his palm grinding against your clit, and you think his pupils probably match yours in diameter at this point. 

 “Didn’t think something like that could get someone so wet,” he muses, every digit he’s giving you sliding into your cunt without issue.

 “Have a lot of ex-experience with stuff like this?”

 “Sex?” He plays as if he doesn’t know what you’re referring to.

 “Piss kinks.”

 Levi pushes his lips out like he’s lost in thought, but you know better. “Not at all, but I’ve rolled the idea around more than a few times.”

 “Pervert.”

 He responds by adding another finger, uses both to tap against your g-spot, and you clutch his shoulders to keep your knees from buckling.

 “I don’t think you’re in any place to be calling people names.”

 Groaning, you try to meet each of his thrusts with the soft rocking of your hips. Your argumentative attitude melts away in an instant, dissolving into desperate pants as you plead, “Okay, okay. I won’t call you names if you’ll get on with fucking me.”

 Levi doesn’t smile like most men would at the sound of a woman begging for them, but there is a glint of triumph in his silver eyes.

 “Fine. Turn back around,” he commands. “And, brace yourself.”

 You have to laugh, teasing, “What, you think you’re about to pound me into oblivion or something?”

 “Wha—No. I mean brace yourself on the fucking wall,” he clarifies, sounding nothing but exasperated. “So you don’t fall.”

 “Oh.” That makes sense.

 All the smartass comments cease as Levi grips your ass to spread you open, lining himself up before sliding into your dripping hole. You’re glad that the tile is chilled despite the humidity of the shower because every nerve in your body skyrockets in temperature. 

 Levi’s cock isn’t particularly long, but what he lacks in length, he makes up for in girth, and honestly, you’d take your pussy stretching around a thickness like this over getting your cervix bruised any day. He fills you so perfectly, cock rubbing over your g-spot with every slos stroke. He doesn’t even need to try, just hits that bundle like he was made to, and it isn’t long before your jaw is hanging slack and drool is pooling at the corners of your mouth. 

 “Fucking—...” Your legs are trembling, arms already weak where your elbows are locked. “Fuck, Levi.”

 His pace quickens, the slap of his hips against your ass only slightly muffled by the running water, water you find hitting you right in the face when Levi fists a hand in your hair and tugs your head backward. 

 The scattered stimulation fogs your brain, too many signals firing at once, but the most prominent sensation is Levi moving inside of you. You’re still not entirely used to his size, his cock overwhelming as your pussy stretches around it. The glide is still easy, though, the water having no effect on the slickness between your legs despite its tendency to break down lubricant. 

 You’re just so fucking wet for him. You have been since he made you ride his thigh, since you felt the humiliation that came with soaking both of you with urine. 

 Now, there’s a new pressure building in your gut, not warm like your bladder was, but tight, as if something inside of you needs to pop. 

 Fucking into you hard and fast now, Levi forces that feeling to grow, reaching around you to toy with your clit and causing your legs to shake. You’re painfully close within a few more minutes, moaning his name over and over as you imagine how good it’ll feel to come around his cock, to squeeze him until he finds his own release. You want it—want it so bad, want to feel the way your muscles clench around his thick cock, the way you’ll coat him with your cream so that he calls you filthy again—

 Your orgasm slams into you and makes you arch your back in an almost painful way. Every one of your muscles contract just before going slack, and you cry as your desires comes true, your cunt pulsing around Levi, more slick leaking from it and aiding in his erratic thrusts. 

 You’re ready to sit still, possibly sink to the floor, but it’s not an option right now. Levi is still chasing his own climax, suddenly pulling out and roughly turning you to face him before he lifts you from the tile and presses you against the wall of the stall. 

 You wrap your legs around his waist, and he slips back inside of you, fucking into you at an upward angle that makes you hang your head and whine close to his ear. 

 “Fuck, fuck,” he grunts against your collarbone. “Taking me so well… Like you’re hungry for cock. You gonna be my little cockslut now?” He asks. It may be a rhetorical question, but you still nod because right now, you can’t think of any better way to spend your time. If all you did for the rest of your life was fuck Levi, you’d be content. 

 “All it takes is a little piss, and you’re ready to spread your legs,” he ridicules, reigniting that spark of shame inside of you. 

 When you agree with him through a series of huffs, Levi starts to topple over the edge, managing to pull his hips back enough to slip out of you just in time to coat the outside of your tender pussy with strings of white. He rubs the length of his cock between your folds, only setting you down and stepping back when he’s milked fully, and then he finally relaxes.

 Shoulders dropping, Levi takes a few deep breaths, letting water cascade over his back and eventually tugging you to join him under the spray. 

 Neither of you say a word, either too tired or too busy processing. Soap is passed between the two of you, bodies scrubbed, hair washed, and you don’t really know how the time went by without you having a single coherent thought, but it sure did. 

 You dry off with a towel that Levi hands you, then wring out your sopping clothes, tucking them under your arm before looking back up at the captain, wondering if he has the answers that you don’t.

 “Um… So that was…”

 “Yeah,” he nods.

 “Yeah.” You cluck your tongue, glance around the steam-filled bathroom, then announce, “Okay, well I should head to bed since I am… Thoroughly worn out, so…”

 “Then come on. We’ll hang the clothes on the window sill, throw them in the laundry tomorrow.”

 “You mean—” A frown wrinkles your eyebrows as you look at him skeptically. “You want me to sleep… In your room? Like, with you?” 

 Levi scoffs, reaching out to push you toward the door. “I’m not just gonna fuck you in the shower then send you off to the barracks. What kinda person do you think I am?”

 “You really want me to answer that?” You laugh. There are many words to describe the captain, many of which you learned in the last hour or so.

 “You probably will even if I tell you not to—incapable of keeping your mouth shut. Fucking brat.”

 He leads you to his quarters, shutting and locking the door only to unlatch and open the window. The flame of the candle he lights flickers in the gentle breeze that blows into the room, casting large, moving shadows on the walls. 

 Just as he said, Levi drapes some of your clothes over the edge, his own hanging off the chair at his small desk. After rifling through a couple drawers, he procures a clean shirt and tosses it to you, shamelessly watching as you change into it.

 “In bed. No more talking,” he grunts after pulling a loose tunic over his head. “It’s time to sleep.”

 “So demanding,” you remark with a smirk, crawling under the thin blankets and scooting to the edge to leave room for him. Levi doesn’t bother to respond, just blows out the candle, shushing you again before getting comfortable.

 There’s no spooning, no cuddling of any kind, but right as you’re starting to doze off, you feel a hand settle on your stomach, fingers curling in the material of your borrowed shirt, and you’re glad that the only thing illuminating the room are the dim stars outside so that Levi can’t see you smile.

#levi ackerman x reader #aot x reader #aot fanfic #attack on titan fanfic #tw piss

[the-slasher-files]

OC: ANDREI KULOKOVA - NSFW ALPHABET

18 + ahead. Andrei is a freak and I cannot stop thinking about him so he needed this post badly.. hope you enjoy 🔪💕

MASTERLIST

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Usually Andrei is very attentive after sex, especially after a particularly rough session. He will clean you of any blood, kiss your bruises and cuts, stroke your hair and call you his perfect little mouse.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His own favorite body part would have to be his hands and his teeth. Andrei’s hands are very skillful, and he likes to work with them any chance he gets either for murder or for love. The man has extremely sharp canine teeth that he loves to bite, plus Andrei knows it makes him sexier and more animalistic.

Andrei loves his partners neck and back. He goes wild if you have short hair or have your hair up, he will just sit there watching your back and neck as you make him dinner, loving how the muscles move and flex, adoring every bone in your back rise and fall, they’re just so breakable. It feeds his feral side if he sees you faulting the mark he has given you.  

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

This boy likes it messy, big time messy. It is almost like an animalistic desire to see you covered in him and even yourself, if you mix a little blood in there too, oh boy, you’ve unlocked feral Andrei. He does also have a huge breeding kink and he will fill you up one thousand times over, finger you watching it ooze and drip, then rubbing it all over you and him. Andrei is nasty. He might even eat you out while your dripping his cum out of you.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He secretly wants to be a sub but it will take a long, long time for him to get there and be comfortable being a switch. Andrei loves his partners to ride him and that is his submissive side wanting to be released, but he will always act as if he is in control. 

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Andrei is defiantly experienced in sex, but in a relationship, that’s a bit different. He is very good at sex and he knows it, but he tends to be a little selfish and loose himself, just jackhammering into you. Often Andrei has “fun” with his prey and has paid more than he would like to admit for a good time.   

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Missionary, doggy or having his partner ride him. Missionary is by far his favorite, Andrei wants, needs, to feel you writhe under him, he wants you to look him in the eyes as you cum, and feeling your pulse under his fingers.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Andrei is a very serious man in every way, and sex is often very intense, there is no room or enough air to laugh, but after a long time of being together he has a strange silly side to him. Especially if you catch him off guard with a joke he doesn't quite understand, "You are interesting little mouse" or Andrei's sadistic humor comes out when you jump a little too much at the flick of his knife.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Andrei is not a hairy man by any means, so he is very fortunate enough to let his hair go and it is still only a medium amount of hair. Not overly long, curly light brown, but he likes to keep it under control for the most part. Andrei also has a little treasure trail.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Now Andrei has no clue how to be romantic, it is never something anyone had ever shown him, so keeping you alive, living together and sex is his romance. Andrei is very intense in the bedroom and will kiss and love you there but outside of the bedroom, you might have to help him. Intimacy can be hard because he is very touched starved, the small touches and gentle kisses is something that is hard for him, so don’t be mad if you go hold Andrei’s hand and he pulls away. You need to teach him a lot in this department. His favorite thing is holding you though, either sweeping you off your feet or holding you on his lap, man loves it. 

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Andrei is a horny man who is gone a lot from home so of course he jacks off. Sometimes even if you’re at home he will call you into the bedroom and will just be fisting his cock smirking at you

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

This guy has so so many but his top favorites are blood, breath play, knives, predator/prey, breeding, daddy, fear play and bondage. He is a creative man with a lot of time on his hands.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Andrei will literally take you anywhere he damn pleases, from the field to the abandoned buildings to any surface in the house. He lives in the middle of nowhere so why bother trying to hide.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

This guy is horny 89% of the time, so just always watch your back for the wolf lurking in the house. Your new pair of jeans that hug your ass just right? careful. Batting your lashes when looking up at him? watch out. If you really want him to get going, get yourself something sliky and lacy that puts your body on display, straddle his lap with one of his knives in hand, holy shit Andrei will lose it. 

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Andrei honestly doesn't have many no's and he will try it at least once before saying no. Absolutely no mommy kinks, given his past. Humiliation is a big no, he will never do it to you and you should never do it to him. Overly dominating him in his life, if you are worthy enough to see his sub side only use that in the bedroom, if you take that into every day life by ordering him around or asking for certain tasks done he is going to be very annoyed and pissed off. With you Andrei only wants a few simple things like cleaning his house, making him dinner and cuddling on the couch, other than that you are a free person, he won't try to really control you much. Just don't be stupid by leaving or putting yourself in danger or else his control and overbearingness comes out.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Now Andrei loves to see his s/o writhe, whimper and beg for him. It's an animalistic need. And he is stupidly perfect with his tongue and his hands are extremely skillful. You will have a great time with him going down on you, just watch his teeth if he gets too carried away and he loves to tease and edge so he might be down there a while. However Andrei doesn't go down on you too often because he knows he just that good, and he's an ass. But if you thought just because he doesn't go down on you often means you are off the hook?? Nope. He has a huge thing for getting his dick sucked and he's going to make you do it constantly.. sorry.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Andrei is a delicious, addicting mix of both in a way. He might edge and tease with foreplay for hours but the wolf is going to intensely and roughly ruin you, but if he is switches positions with you he likes to take it slow for a minute just watching you, praising and stroking your hair, probably wiping a tear or blood away, then back to impaling you. It's a true battle between the wolf and Andrei all they time.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He is a big fan, mainly just because he is horny a lot and has a lot of work to do. It's and instant anger/stress relief for him. But at the end of the day if you can quiet his mind enough Andrei enjoys watching you to crumble slowly under his hands and go for a long, long session.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He is an ex soldier and mercenary, of course he's a risk taker. Andrei, like I said before, likes to try stuff at least once before saying no. Also being with him everyday is a risk in general, with all his knives and blood obsession.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

This guy has stamina for days. You would think with all the cigarettes he smokes he would be dead in 10 minutes, but boy were you wrong. His hunts can go on for 10 hours or more sometimes, so you are at least in for 3-5 rounds at a time. If Andrei has been gone on a mission for a month or so and comes home you are not leaving the bedroom (or where ever he wants to fuck you) for at least 2 days.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He doesn't necessarily like toys to make you or himself cum but for teasing he will totally be down for it. Andrei rather just use his mouth or hands. Skin on skin is what he likes.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Andrei adores teasing so much, he wants to break you down, bulid you back up then pick you apart again and again. He will put a plug in you all day just making sure you're ready for whenever he chooses to come home. Edging you is his favorite past time, he will do it until you cry and he will wipe the tears away and say "you're so beautiful myshka"

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He is not very talkative in his everyday life but man is a huge dirty talker when getting into it. He also produces wolf like growls deep within his throat creating the most sinful and sexual noise you had ever heard

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Silly drunk Andrei is my personal favorite, and it doesn't happen often at all so take it and run with it. He will start Russian dancing and almost failing over telling you watch him and learn, its very serious to him that you watch. He will also start singing old Russian songs from his childhood, loudly and wildly. Love and cherish this Andrei.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Man is a big boy all the way through, even below the belt. A good 7 inches and thicker than average. Circumcised with a beautiful rosey head, and 2 large veins running the length.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Man wants to go literally all the time. He has an inhuman sex drive. If you just tell him you want him Andrei drops everything and bends you over the nearest surface.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Andrei has a hard time sleeping and winding down. His active mind just will not stop, so he really enjoys just watching you sleep on his chest, being gentle with his hands along your body and in your hair. If you don't fall asleep very fast either now is the perfect time to talk with him, get stories of his missions, Russian folk tales, funny stories about his brothers in the military and brutal childhood. He just wants someone to share his pain and his love with at the end of the night. Run your hands along his scars and in his hair while you're at it and you will have tamed a wolf.

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