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[katethewriter]

...... Can my fluffy be they get a dog named fluffy at a pet store together

Wanda+Nat+us(y/n)

Fluffy

Pairing: WandaNat x Reader

Words: 1k~

Warnings: none, just fluff, fluffy, very fluffy, all puns intended

A/N: I changed it from a pet store to an animal shelter, I hope that is ok. Thank you so much for the request anon! I hope you enjoy! ❤️

"We have two litters of puppies at the moment, a set of terrier mixes and another group that is probably a mix of lab and german shepherd," Mary, the shelter volunteer says as she leads the three women through the kennels.

It has taken a while, but Wanda and Y/n were finally successful in convincing Natasha that Liho needs a friend. They had considered getting another cat, but having a dog is something that Y/n has wanted her entire life.

Her parents never allowed her to have a pet growing up, despite her begging for a dog since she was old enough to speak.

Natasha and Wanda are so tightly wrapped around her finger, Y/n only had to ask once and they immediately agreed.

Thats how they ended up here. In the animal shelter, they walk through rows of pins, each filled with dogs of all shapes and sizes. Most of the dogs wag their tails and barking excitedly as the group passes.

They come to a stop in front of a kennel with five black and brown puppies inside. "These are the shepherd mixes," Mary says as she opens the kennel door, so the women can go inside to pet and play with the puppies. "They're around 8 weeks old. They came in with their mom about a month ago."

One of the puppies jumps into Natasha's lap and gives her a big, slobbery lick on her cheek. Her two girlfriends try to hold back their giggles while she grimaced.

"They are all great dogs, friendly, playful," Mary nods her head in the direction of the smallest one, "that little brown one is a rascal though."

Y/n reaches out her hand to pet the puppy in question. He lets her pet him twice, then decides he'd rather wrestle with her, playfully nipping and pawing at her hand.

"Here," Mary opens the kennel door for them to exit, "the other litter is down here."

The four of them continue their trip down the rows. They look into the pins as they pass, and they can't help but smile.

As soon as the dogs catch sight of them, they stop their playing or eating or even sleeping and run to the doors. The women get their full attention as they paw at the kennel doors excitedly.

All except one.

"Who is this?" Wanda asks coming to a halt in front of a particular kennel on the left. She was the only one to spot him since the others were looking to the right.

The other three stop and turn to the cage she is pointing to.

Inside lays a golden retriever, clearly much older than the other dogs. The fur on his face has all gone white. The fur on his paws and tail have also begun to lose the tan color of the rest of his fur. He slowly raises his head when they stop in front of him.

"That's Fluffy," Mary sighs.

"Fluffy?" Natasha raises an eyebrow with a smirk.

Mary chuckles, "my niece named him when he came in.”

Fluffy rises from his bed in the corner and approaches them through the kennel door. His slow movements betray his age.

"How long has he been here?" Y/n asks, kneeling in front of the dog to greet him.

"7 years," the volunteer opens the kennel, but doesn't bother closing them inside. The poor thing is too old to try and take off. "He's our oldest current resident."

Fluffy sits between the women, soaking up all the attention he can get. His tail wags slightly at the pets he is being showered with.

Wanda looks up from the sweet dog, "how old is he?"

"12, part of the reason he's been here so long. He's the sweetest dog, but most people want a puppy or a younger dog who can actually play with them. Fluffy spends most of his time laying around and sleeping."

Natasha scratches under his chin, and he leans into her touch, "how did he end up here?"

"Was he abandoned?" Y/n asks.

Mary smiles sadly, "no, thankfully not abandoned or abused. He had a great home, but his owners died in a car wreck. They didn't really have family to take him in. So, he was brought here. We've been trying to find him a forever home, but no luck."

Fluffy lays down, placing his head Y/n's lap. She strokes his head gently, feeling like she has finally found the furry friend she has been begging for her whole life.

She looks up to her girlfriends, hoping for some kind of approval. The three of them look to each other and they all know.

They found the one.

Natasha stands and begins speaking with Mary about the adoption process, while Y/n and Wanda sit with Fluffy telling him about his new home and his fur sister, Liho, and how he is going to be cared for for the rest of his life.

"Here we go."

15 minutes later, Wanda holds the shelter door open while Y/n exits with a leash in her hand. They both coax Fluffy out of the door and onto the sidewalk outside.

Natasha and Mary follow close behind. The volunteer holds out a bag for Natasha, "here this is for you."

"What's this?" the red head takes the bag and peaks inside. There's a stuffed animal, several chew toys and a couple blankets.

"It's for him," Mary smiles, "some of the volunteers liked to give him presents on his birthday."

She kneels in front of the dog to say goodbye. "You're finally going home buddy. I think you're gonna like it there; you hit the dog-mom jackpot.” She gives him a final kiss and chin scratch, “you better behave. I told them you were a good boy, don't make me a liar," she playfully scolds before standing again.

"We'll take good care of him," Wanda promises.

The volunteer smile, "I'm not worried. Thank you so much for taking him in."

"Come on, Fluffy," Y/n scratches his head and lightly tugs the lead.

They wave goodbye, and the three women begin the walk to take care of their first order of business: take their new fur baby to the pet store and spoil him rotten.

Fluffy walks along between them, wagging his tail happily. After 7 long years in a shelter, he is finally going home, with a family he will have forever.

Three moms who are going to love and spoil him for the rest of his life.

He must be the luckiest dog in the world.

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[kitmoas]

Leather Bound

Summary: You and Kate greet Wanda when she gets home from a mission

Pairing: WandaNat x Reader x Kate

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 5.1k (this once again...got much longer than I intended)

Warnings: Magic Use, Strap on use, degradation, boot kink, strap-warming

*As usual, let me know if I missed anything important*

A/N: Based off of this 1k Request (and a few others). I teased a boot worship/riding fic a while ago, and I FINALLY made good of my promise. Hopefully it was worth the wait!

Training Grounds Master List

***MINORS DNI******18+***

The leash handle is wrapped around your wrist and hanging lightly between your fingers, a connection to your girlfriend at all times regardless of the actions tonight. You were kneeling above Wanda, you had immediately attached to her as soon as she stepped through the doors of the elevator. The witch had been gone on a mission for months and you were desperate for her attention. 

Her arm was wrapped around your waist, keeping you close, as her mouth kissed up your neck. “Did you miss me Little One?” The whimper that leaves your lips as she bites into your collarbone causes the Sokovian to growl slightly, vibrating through your body. 

Your hips are moving as much as they can under her tight grip, the arousal spreading through your body in waves. Your shaky fingers tighten their grip on her shirt and you nod frantically. “Yes Mommy, missed you s’much.” The words slurred some as the feeling of her hand on your body blurred all the thoughts in your mind. 

The hand mapping out your body trailed up your chin, gripping it roughly as she pulled you into a messy kiss. It was chaotic at best as you struggled to even keep up, the fog in your mind slamming down hard. Her tongue forces its way past your lips and at this point you let Wanda do whatever she wants, just happy to be used by her finally. 

Wanda chuckles into your mouth, pulling away slightly to look into your unfocused eyes and smirking at the floaty look as you try to chase her lips. Her grip on your chin softens, pulling you back into her lips softly. Though the kiss is soft, and slow, it makes your entire body buzz as she slowly works her lips against yours. The pathetic whine that leaves your mouth as she pulls away from you makes her smile at you, “Is my dumb little toy already so floaty that she can’t even kiss me properly?” Her tone is light but just so mocking, and it makes your entire body flush. 

You move your hands to wrap your arms around her neck but the leash pulls taut, forcing Kate to stumble forward from where she was kneeling at Wanda’s feet. The witch chuckles but taps her leg, directing the young woman where she wants her without looking at her. “Better watch how hard you drag your Stray around there, Little One.” You register your girlfriend bumping slightly into your shin when she shuffles forward, straddling one of Wanda’s legs. 

The hand that wasn’t busy now scratching down your stomach reaches out to tangle roughly in the archer’s dark brown hair, tugging her forward more and pushing Kate’s face into her thigh. A short tap on the archer’s cheek and the young girl immediately, and thankfully, starts to mouth at the tender skin there. The witch chuckling at the marks already starting to appear on her thigh. 

Your hand tightens around the handle of the leash as your hips move without restraint, trying desperately to grind down on anything, as you watch Kate’s mouth leave marks wherever it can reach. “Mommy…” 

“What is it, Little One? You’re just so wiggly in my lap, squirming all over. Is there an issue? Is there something your stupid toy brain needs help with?” Wanda is leaning back now, watching as the two of you squirm and attempt to get more out of her. Her tone teases you and it’s hard to answer when your brain is completely filled with a thick smog. 

Your incoherent mumbles just make her laugh as her magic starts to vibrate across your skin, your eyes falling closed as the sensations become too much. “You know what I love, Toy? I love seeing you all worked up, naked on your knees as soon as I get back to the compound. I love seeing you holding the mongrel’s leash and being such good girls for Mommy.” The two of you whine at the praise making the older woman pause, arrogant eyes watching the scene in front of her. “Most of all, I love watching you two fall apart so prettily without me even actually having to touch you.” 

Her magic is all over your body now, everywhere except the places you need it most. Whining you jerk your hands forward, grasping at her shirt, forcing Kate’s body to tumble and her hips to accidentally rut into the smooth leather of Wanda’s boots. The breathy moan that escapes the archer’s lips gets the attention of both of you, and the witch smirks down at her. 

A single finger scratches roughly on your inner thigh making you clench on nothing, and your breath hitches as you watch through blurry vision as she finally taps your neglected clit. She snickers as your hips jerk forward. “Making such a mess in Mommy’s lap, toy. I don’t even think you need my fingers to stretch your needy cunt, do you?” Her question is fake as she lets her strap magically appear, and your mouth literally waters at the sight of it. 

Your body moves before you can stop it, trying to lean forward to get some part of her in your mouth but the feeling of her magic wraps around your throat. A strangled yelp falls from your lips when you feel teeth sink into the tender skin on your ankle, “Careful there Toy, you wouldn’t want to make your pathetic stray fall.” Wanda’s eyes travel down to where Kate is gnawing at your ankle now, her hips mindlessly moving against her boot as she chases her orgasm. 

Wanda taps your bottom lip and your mouth opens automatically, the magic around your throat pulling you forward a little. Her spit lands on your tongue, pooling there as does the wetness between your thighs. Her magic wraps around your hips, guiding you to straddle the large strap. “Get it ready for your pretty pussy.” The witch smirks as she watches you lean back, stumbling slightly. Her hand reaches out to steady you, landing on your torso and letting her thumb run across your hardened nipple. She watches with hooded eyes as you let the pool of spit drip onto the tip, “Such a good girl for me.” 

The magic pulls you forward, making you slip a little as Wanda laughs. Her nails scratch at the underside of your breast, drawing a whine from your throat. The tip of her cock rubs against your clit, poking at your opening as your wetness makes it slip. The mist wrapping around your body guides Wanda’s cock, the two of you moaning when you’re forced to take the first inch. 

“That’s right Little One, taking Mommy’s cock so well.” Wanda’s burning eyes are watching your cunt stretch, a dangerous glint makes you shiver. There’s a distinct vibration around your throat from the magic tightening. 

Her hand reaches past you where Kate’s head is now leaning against her knee, barely missing getting kicked by you, as she ruts mindlessly against her boot. “Such a messy, desperate little Stray. Did you miss me while I was away? Was your stupid brain forced to think too much?” 

The younger brunette whines, frantically nodding, and her hips stutter. “Please Водич” Her voice is breathless, cracking as she forces herself to ask for mercy. 

Wanda’s head tilts down at Kate as she begs, the smile spreading slowly across her face is mockingly soft. She runs her fingers down the archer’s sweaty face, a single nail scratching a line before digging into the soft spot under her jaw. Forcing her mouth open so the witch can slip her fingers into the young girl’s mouth, “Do you really think you get to cum before Mommy’s perfect Toy? A needy messy pathetic stray getting to cum before them? Doesn’t that just sound so crazy.” Kate’s eyes are foggy oceans orbs trying to focus on the hand fucking into her mouth, her hips are moving erratically now trying to ward off her impending orgasm. 

The whine that falls from your lips makes Kate choke back a sob, the high pitch tone striking a chord in her body. The magic that played along your skin got brighter, and you knew you had Wanda’s full attention when you felt her teeth nip at the sensitive skin along your ribs. “Oh don’t worry my precious little one, Mommy didn’t forget about you. The Stray has to answer to her хозяин if she wants to cum.” A gentle finger under your chin turns your head from where you were staring at Kate, revealing Natasha smirking down at you. 

Ginger hair is braided extrinsically, a few cuts along her face, and the squeal that tears from your throat sounds incredibly too innocent for the desperate movement of your hips. The sultry smirk morphs into a sweet smile as the widow cups your cheek, smoothing some sweaty hair from your face. “Did you miss me Detka?” Her voice is soft and it uncontrollably shatters the coil in your stomach, your body collapsing as the sobs make you shake. The high as you cum is short and isn’t very satisfying, leaning heavily against Wanda. You let your face rub against the damp skin of her neck, trying to find an ounce of comfort before the guilt can really pull you under.

The heavy fog in your mind swirls with confusion and disappointment, heavy tears falling quickly down your face. “Awww, looks like our toy was a little too excited to see me Wands.” Her hand slips between your trembling thighs, swiping a finger through the dripping slick she finds there. The nail digs into your clit, pulling a pained whimper from you. 

Scarlet mist wrapped around your throat tightens, forcing your head back up to meet the fleeting red stained eyes. Even as the emerald returns the sharpness stills makes you flinch, guilt settling in your stomach. “Oh little one, don’t worry.” Her tone is mocking as she slowly ruts up into you, chuckling at the way your cries stutter. “Mommy understands. Your dumb little brain just couldn’t handle the fact that your Daddy is home. I’m feeling generous tonight.” She bounces her foot gently watching as Kate cries again, clinging onto your leg for stability as she struggles to ward off her orgasm. “The only issue now, Detka, is that I want months worth of cum from you.” A devious smirk spreads across her face as she adverts her eyes toward the archer who is crying desperately. The magic that had disappeared is back with a vengeance, vibrating quickly against your clit and wrapping around your torso. You can feel yourself being forced to ride the cock, wet sounds filling the mostly silent room. 

Natasha chuckles as she walks around you, letting her nails scratch along your back as she passes you. The ginger tangles her fingers in dark locks as she nears Kate, yanking her head back to look in her eyes. “Hello my Mutt.” The babbling tumbling from the archer’s thin lips makes the older woman laugh loudly. “Let’s put that mouth to use.” The sound of a zipper makes the young brunette’s mouth water, watching with eager eyes as Natasha’s strap comes into view. 

Impatient mouth surges forward wrapping her lips around the tip causing the widow to moan quietly, Kate’s eyes widening in surprise. “Make your хозяин cum and you’ll be rewarded.” The archer’s mouth widens, as she lets Natasha fuck into her mouth. 

Watching with unfocused eyes, you can’t help the extra whimpers falling from your lips as the Russian stands a few steps away from you. You open your mouth to beg her to come closer but two fingers hook into your mouth, forcing you head to look at Wanda. The intoxicating magic is gone, causing you to glare at her. “You’re very distracted tonight little one. Is Mommy’s cock not good enough for you anymore?” The pout that forms on Wanda’s lips is obviously fake, mocking at you as she looks up at you with devious doe eyes. Her hands rub your hip bones gently, smoothing along the thin skin there. 

You shake your head aggressively, more guilty tears forming in your eyes. Opening your mouth more, trying to speak, but the witch just forces her fingers deeper as she taps the back of your throat. The laugh that follows you gagging is light and incredibly too sweet, “Don’t worry Detka, Mommy will remind you just how good her cock can make your needy little cunt drip.” You were so used to the feeling of her magic aiding you as you fucked yourself on her cock, but as her soft fingers dug into your hips you couldn’t help the whine. 

The coil in your stomach is tight, and your skin is coated in a thin layer of sweat. The force that Wanda was thrusting up into you was throwing Kate off balance, forcing her to gag on Natasha’s cock more than usual. “Look at you, just a bitch in heat. Can’t even hump your Водич’s boot properly.” The witch looks up at the mention of her name, eyes sparkling as she takes note of the widow’s stuttered thrusts. “This stupid bratty mouth good for nothing but choking on my cock.” 

Natasha lets her eyes slip shut, focused solely on her own building orgasm. The vibration of Wanda’s magic running over her torso makes her hips flinch, forcing her cock completely down Kate’s throat.The mist pulls at her hardened nipples, drawing a broken moan from her lips. “Fuck Tasha, putting on a show for me. I love watching all three of my girls fall apart. Is the stray gonna make you cum?” 

The Sokovian’s hands were guiding your hips, making you bounce on her cock. The heat in your body was overwhelming, and the coil in your stomach was taut. You could hear muffled moans of Kate as she kept her own orgasm at bay. You're tangling the fabric of your girlfriend’s leash in your hand, desperately trying to find something to ground you when Natasha’s voice breaks through the fog in your mind. 

Letting your head flop to the side you force your eyes to open, and the sight of the widow makes your empty head flood. The moment your unfocused eyes meet her forest green, a pathetically high pitched “Daddy” falls from your lips. It doesn’t take much more than a single thrust, forcing the entirety of her cock down Kate’s throat, for the Russian to cum with a broken grunt. Her fingers tangle in dark strands as she holds the archer’s head in place, riding her high for as long as possible. 

It doesn’t take long for slight panicked gagging sounds to fill the room, drowning out your moans and whimpers. The ginger rolls her eyes and drags the younger girl off her cock, watching as her hips rut with more purpose against Wanda’s black leather boot. “You think you get to cum without asking, Mutt?” Natasha’s voice is entirely too cocky for the heavy breathing that still wracks her body. 

Before anyone else can say anything, your panicked slurred voice breaks through “C-can I please cum Mommy, can’t stop it p’ase.” Your hips are being forced onto Wanda’s cock, as she ruts up into you with a smirk on her face. Her slim hand wraps around your throat, dragging you into a messy kiss. Teeth clash and she bites roughly into your lip, drawing a drop of blood. 

Each rut up into you makes Wanda’s foot tap, putting pressure on Kate’s overstimulated clit. The witch is humming thoughtfully as she pulls away from you, leaving you breathless as you try to form coherent enough words to beg her to let you cum. “How about you ask your Stray if you’re allowed to cum. If she can focus enough to answer you before she cums, then you’ll be allowed. If she doesn’t, well guess that just means you don’t get to cum for the rest of the night.” Your eyes snap open, staring in shock at Wanda, who looks entirely too casual for the proposition at hand. 

You shift your eyes to look down at Kate, who’s drooling where she’s leaning against the witch’s thigh. She mumbling to Natasha who’s kneeling behind her, hands on her hips to guide her. The heavy fog is obvious in her eyes, blinking slowly as she whines every few seconds. You want to argue, complain that there was no way your girlfriend would be able to give you permission, but Wanda thrusts roughly up into you with a taunting smirk plastered on her face. 

You open and close your mouth a few times with only whimpers leaving your lips, but a loud filthy moan leaves Kate’s mouth when Natasha starts roughly palming her breasts and it pushes you to speak properly. “I- Pups, p-lease please let me cum. Please pups can Mommy make me cum. Wanna cum please pups.” It’s mostly silent for a minute with the only sounds being your mumbled begging and the damp skin smacking together. You’re scared that she can’t hear you, and it makes you whine pathetically. 

The roughness of Wanda’s thrusts don’t change as she starts snickering, mocking you as she realizes that Kate isn’t answering as fast as you would like. The desperate words falling from your mouth begin to slur, almost too much to the point where they can even be understood. You shove your face into the witch’s neck, your words muffled against her damp skin, as you hopelessly try to ward off your orgasm. 

You miss Natasha’s hand tangling in Kate’s hair, pulling it up so her chin is leaning on Wanda’s knee. You miss Kate’s struggling to speak for a few moments, trying to gain some sort of clarity through her fuzzy mind. The first time she gets a word out, her voice breaks and she gets frustrated. The widow behind her snorts at her, forcing her hips to grind down with more purpose. The archer clears her throat, and blinks a few times, “I-It’s Puppy to you.” 

The two older women laugh loudly at the hoarse and weak sounding voice, a hilarious attempt at finding her footing. The pathetic glare shot Wanda’s way makes the witch laugh harder, but she grips the back of your neck and pulls you away from her. You blink heavily at the light that blinds you, and you whine as you try to attach your mouth back onto your Mommy’s neck. She’s rubbing at your clit now as you bounce gently in her lap, the overstimulation and position making your thighs shake viciously. 

You open your mouth to complain to Wanda, to ask her to let you bury your face back into her neck when a sharp bite lands on your ankle. The startled yelp that flies from your mouth makes Natasha chuckle as she watches Kate struggle to gain control of her mind. The ginger leans in to whisper some encouragement into her ear, rubbing her back soothingly. The archer breathes in deeply, the fog in her mind settling into a warm mist. She bites once more at the thin skin at the bottom of your leg, “Better ask quickly Chew Toy, your Puppy is going to get impatient.” The young brunette’s voice comes out firm, except for a bit of waver, and earns her some impressed looks from the two oldest. 

Your mind swirls, flooding with a thick fog, and you are babbling now. Heavy tears forming in your eyes suddenly as you begin to beg Kate, the overstimulation of your body breaking you down quickly. You can hear her humming in thought, every so often it’s broken up by her breath hitching, and each time makes you clench around the cock inside you. 

Wanda rolls her eyes, finding your attempts to ask for permission pathetic and unsatisfying, but as she opens her mouth to tell the group Kate interrupts her. “Go ahead and cum for your Mommy, Chew Toy. Make that messy little cunt drip all over.” The witch is snickering at the archer’s broken attempt at pushing you over the edge, but rubs tight rough circles on your clit to help you anyways. 

You weren’t sure whose moans were louder as you fell over the edge, heat rushing through your body and the fog completely overtaking your entire mind. You fall forward, shaking violently against Wanda. You feel Kate’s head leaning against your leg and her mouth attaching to you as she lazily mouths at the thin skin there, it settles the aggressive feeling in your body. 

The two of you are slumped now, heavily breathing as you try to calm down. Kate moved off of Wanda’s boot, leaning completely on you now as she watches Natasha get up. The widow smiles down at you as she comes into your view, and opens her arms. “C’mere detka.” She lifts you out of Wanda’s lap, making you whimper as she pulls you off of her strap. You weakly reach for the handle of the leash as it slips off your wrist.  

The two of you settle on the couch opposite of Wanda, and you try to curl up into Natasha’s side but she stops you. Pulling you onto her lap, you whine loudly as she slowly pushes you down on her cock. “Da-daddy, please is t’much.” Your voice is slurred as you wiggle around trying to avoid the inevitable.

Natasha shushes you, thrusting up to mercilessly force you the rest of the way onto her strap. “Be quiet toy.You’re gonna keep Daddy’s cock warm while your mutt cleans up the mess you two made.” You’re whining now, wiggling around as you try to get off of the widow’s lap, completely overstimulated. A harsh slap lands on your pussy, sending a jolt of pain through your body and your mind swimming. “Sit still you brat, be a good little toy and watch the show.” 

Kate’s on her hands and knees in between Wanda’s legs now, the witch holding her dark purple leather collar as she speaks to her in a hushed tone. She’s swaying a little, and you grumpily whimper when you see Wanda spit into her mouth. The devious emerald eyes flick to yours, winking teasingly, as she pushes Kate’s head towards the ground. “Don’t get any of that on the floor, Mongrel, or you’ll be cleaning that up too.” Your jaw has already dropped, hips wiggling, as you watch the archer swallow roughly before licking a stripe up the shiny wet leather boot.

Hands wrap around your torso, smooth fingers rubbing teasing circles along your body. “You like watching her, Toy? Like watching your pathetic mutt clean up her mess? Look at her dripping pussy, pretty sure she’s gonna leave another filthy puddle on the floor.” Her lips are against your ear, her voice striking a chord in your stomach. You can tell that Kate heard her words as you watch her visibly shiver, clenching around nothing. “If only you were allowed to clean her up, hmm Detka? I bet you would love that. Getting to be used by your Mutt, letting her fuck your face. Making sure that not a drop of her cum went to waste. Want to get turned into a useless cum bucket?” Her voice is making your head spin, eyes struggling to stay open as you watch your girlfriend mouth up Wanda’s leg finally finishing cleaning her cum off the boot. 

The moment the widow’s finger begins teasingly tapping at your now neglected clit, your vision blurs and the whine that tears through your teeth makes the two oldest in the room laugh. “Such a needy little toy, always thinking the moment is about you. Can your dumb brain think of nothing but your Daddy’s cock?” Through your heavy eyes you watch as Kate lets her tongue run up the underside of the dark scarlet strap attached to Wanda’s hips, her moaning at the taste of your cum shakes you to your core. 

The young brunette takes her time, licking at the soaked cock to savor the taste of you. She looks up at the witch through her lashes, a whimper breaking through the latter’s lips. “You look so pretty like this Stray.” Her fingers run through her hair, heavy rings catching slightly on the sweaty tangled hair. Letting the archer take her time was surprising, but what wasn’t was the force she yanked her head towards the tip. Gripping a fist full of hair, Wanda chuckles darkly as her magic wraps around her collar and begins tightening. “So pretty, but I don’t enjoy a tease Mongrel.” The scarlet around Kate’s throat forces her mouth to take the entirety of the witch’s cock, choking the young Avenger immediately. 

The moan that escapes your mouth as you watch your girlfriend’s throat bulge as it works to take Wanda’s cock is uncontrollable, and you begin babbling. Begging incoherently, but the Sokovian always knows what you want. “Aww does the Little One feel left out? Is your Daddy not filling your holes enough?” The brunette throws a cocky smirk towards the ginger, who just scoffs as she lets her fingers slip into your mouth. The appreciative whimper is muffled as you suck on the digits, your entire weight collapsing against Natasha as you grip her arm tightly. 

The fog in your brain barely lets you hear the bickering between the two, but you do feel the widow laugh beneath you. “Already close little witch? Can’t handle the mutt sucking your cock? Where did your stamina go?” The mocking tone makes you clench around Natasha’s cock, and you can just make out Kate squirming in her spot as well. You try to lean your head up, blurry vision focusing on how Wanda’s grip is just a little too tight and how she’s biting her bottom lip too much. Her hips jerk up aggressively, wildly, as her head lulls to the side. 

Her eyes slowly open, a weak glare sent Natasha’s way, as her breath hitches when the tip of her strap slips farther down the archer’s throat. She’s shoving her hips into Kate’s face now, grinding against her as she chases her own high, not caring about the archer’s ability to breathe. “Shu-ut the fuck up Romanoff. Lasting longer than you did.” The witch’s voice is strong besides the single stutter, and it makes the ginger annoyed. 

Your head is heavy as it leans against Natasha’s shoulder, and you’re finally getting comfy when her hand comes down against your sore puffy cunt. The pained scream echoes throughout the room, louder than the wet choking sounds, and the widow starts rutting up into you. You can’t even keep up with the arousal that spreads through your body, your mind distorted as you just let the ginger use your body. Even though she’s barely moving, the tip of her cock keeps tapping against that soft spot inside you, and she’s now spread your legs so that you’re showing off to Wanda. 

The widow is smirking now, as Wanda’s eyes lock onto how your cunt stretches and your clit is flinching. “Look at your little one Wands, look at how needy she is. Look at how ruined she is. She’s a dripping broken cock slut, and all she wants is your permission to cum. Isn’t that right Toy, you need your Mommy’s permission?” She barely waits for your muddled speech, only sneering at it momentarily. “You wanna cum for your Mommy? Gonna show her just how wrecked you are for her? Show off that pretty little pussy to her. Show her just how much you wanna cum for her.” 

Wanda’s focused now, barely even registering Natasha’s words. The witch would usually laugh at the excessive dirty talk, knowing it only really worked for you, but all of her senses are honed in on your reactions. The sounds of your dripping cunt filthily sucking in the widow’s cock, the whimpers that barely stop, and the way your eyes flit around erratically even though your eyes are screwed shut. Kate is swallowing her cock now, her humming slightly panicked as she struggles to calm down enough to breathe through her nose, and it makes the vibrations travel to the witch’s neglected clit. She lets her eyes drift down, and there’s the archer. Her eyes completely unfocused, tears streaming down her face, and she looks utterly destroyed; and something snaps in Wanda forcing a guttural moan from her lips. It’s the distinctly broken sob of “Mommy” that snaps the entirely too stiff coil in Wanda’s stomach, forcing her over the edge and the heat explodes throughout her body. 

Kate is sleepily leaning against her thigh, eyes still foggy, by the time she calms down from her high. You’re curled up in Natasha's lap, head buried in her neck, sucking lazily at the skin there. The witch lets her hand wave through the air, everyone cleaned up and toys put away immediately, before she can even run her fingers through the archer’s hair. A wisp of red mist traveling through the young girl’s mind as Wanda settles her praise gently throughout her body, watching as she melts into her thigh. 

Natasha is standing now, slowly walking as she carries you towards their room. “Cmon Little Mutt, wanna pick the movie tonight?” Her voice is soft, light with a smile, as she calls over her shoulder. You drag her to cuddle into you, biting her neck when she tries to get up to help Kate into bed. The archer stumbles a bit before face planting into the comforter, dramatically as per usual. 

Barely flinching as your girlfriend curls into the widow’s other side, you can hear the two mumbling to each other. It’s the warm body of Wanda sliding into bed behind you that makes you move for the first time, immediately brightening as you eagerly flip over to press your face into her. The scoff from Natasha as you leave her is normal, and so is the middle finger that the two of you receive. You’re squishing your face against the witch’s chest now, relishing at the softness and the muffled thumping of her heart. Her hand is caressing your head, nails scratching at your neck once in a while. “Settle down Little One, my perfect angel.” You let your head rest on her chest, right above her heart. Her voice is quiet now, speaking softly against your head in Sokovian, as you listen to the proof that she is alive. You feel Natasha and Kate moving around before you’re engulfed with warmth from the other side, and you can hear some weird movie in the background, but your eyes are heavy with sleep. You feel Kate nip your ankle as the weight of her body settles near the end of the bed. The feeling of her mouth whispering that she loves you and Natasha wrapping her arms around both you and Wanda is what finally settles you enough to let the darkness of sleep take you. 

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[daegall]

?!#. BEST FRIENDS DO THAT . . . RIGHT?

welcome to sunny (aka user daegall)'s 1k event !

as you all (might) know, I, sunny, have hit 1k followers on my blog ! thank you to every follower, reader, moot, supporter for making this milestone that I didn't think I could achieve come true. I couldn't have done it without you guys, truly.

the theme is : best friends to lovers !

after lots of contemplation, lots of feedback from readers, I've decided to make the theme best friends to lovers since, not only do I love writing, but I love reading this trope too!

since I wanted this event to be for sunflowers to find lots of fics when they want, I first intended the event to be for any trope. But since I have a certain attachment towards this certain trope (and I already made the header HAHA i . i am not good at editing) i thought it should focus on this trope.

I apologize to those who may be disappointed or disagree, but I thought for something that I want to celebrate, I want it to have something I'm attached to :)

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[godofsmallthings]

ANYWAY i've spent the past 24hrs explaining who taylor swift is (to explain my tattoo...which just makes it so much more embarrassing but it's fine xhsksnskjd) to my family which is fun.

#anyway i love remembering that my life is not everyone's life and not everything is the US. thank god. #💅 #being here as an adult is So Weird #sorry guys i am experiencing the horrors/the emotions/whatever u want to call them #bc it's the first time ive been alone since getting here #throwback to last time i was in arg. pretty sure that was when i hit 1k followers #and changed my url from a more k*ylor one to a more g*ylor one #i had my first post with like a significant amount of notes and i remember freaking the fuck out #omg just read this back and it sounds like im complaining #love being back but hate the circumstances that have brought me back u feel me? #vi is typing...

[elijahrichardwrites]

hit 1k word count tonight, feeling good

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[bisidneycarter]

tiktok cant be real cause wdym 90 people liked my sidxsullivan drivers license edit THERE ARE NOT 90 OF US WHERE ARE THE PEOPLE COMING FROM

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[mydearlybeloathed]

𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you just can't get to sleep thanks to a terrible rainstorm terrorizing the ship. luckily, your tossing and turning inspired nami with an idea: just go sleep with the swordsman.

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: roronoa zoro x fem!reader

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1k

don' ask about the aesthetic k? k 💙

With how the hail storm rattled against the hull of the ship, and how the vessel careened on the waves, you were at a loss as to how Nami was fast asleep already.

The crew had settled down for sleep hours ago, the laughter and teasing from dinner falling into a soft silence draping over each and every one of you—well, except you, that is.

Even after months at sea, the incessant rocking had you curling into yourself, headache blooming under the skin of your temples. Groaning, you rolled around on your sheets, burying your face in your pillow as you shoved the blanket off your shoulders and down your body. Chill air hit you instantly, a contrast to the sweat rising from your skin. All you wanted was sleep, but your ears rang with the sound of rainfall and the far off thunder rumbling through the sky.

You tossed and turned again and again, rest ever so far away and the sway of the Going Merry making kept your mind alert with all its tilts and jumps. Yet another grunt of frustration huffed from your lips, and Nami finally sprang up, glaring at you from across the cabin.

“What’s wrong?” she demanded, her eyes heavy and her annoyance high.

Great. Now Nami was upset, which usually lasted a whole day if you were unlucky. You didn’t bother turning back to look at her, digging yourself deeper into your blanket. “Sorry…”

She sighed and rubbed at her cheek, gaze drifting over your exhausted form, taking in what she could in the dark. Settling back down, Nami said what she’d been thinking for the past two hours of listening to you loll around restlessly. “Just go sleep with Zoro.”

A beat passed, your eyes slowly opening as you tried to convince yourself you’d heard her wrong. You flipped around and gaped at the girl slinking into her sheets with a smirk you would catch through any dark room. “What? Why would I—Why would you—Nami!”

She chuckled darkly, her bright eyes finding yours. Nami propped her head up on her hand. “It wouldn’t be the first time, right?”

Trying and failing to make a comeback, you opened and closed your mouth like a gaping fish, settling on crossing your arms over your chest. “That’s none of your business.”

“Uh-huh,” she drawled. “But I’ve got dawn watch and am in desperate need of sleep.” All you did was stare at her, your glare fading. Nami rolled onto her back, offering into the silence, “It’s not like he’ll turn you away.”

You tried so very hard to let her logic roll off your shoulders, but it was cold (Zoro was warm) and you were tired (Zoro was a good napping buddy). As appealing as the idea was, you didn’t want to bother him. Zoro was probably just getting back from his night watch, Sanji heading up to the deck in his wake. Zoro wouldn’t turn you away, but he might grumble at you, and sometimes that was worse.

“Stop overthinking,” Nami’s voice whispered through a hiss. “He likes you.”

She was just trying to give you heart palpitations saying stuff like that. “Does not.”

“Mhmm. Get some sleep… with Zoro.”

You threw your pillow across the room, missing her bed by a longshot. You could throw pillows and shout whispered words at her all you wanted—it didn’t change that she had a point.

It wouldn’t be the first time you crawled into Zoro’s hammock late at night, seeking shelter from sleeplessness that seemed to miraculously melt in his embrace. Nami might’ve been right; Zoro might like you, at least more than he liked anybody else. It was confusing most days, but your mind was so mushy with fatigue you didn’t bother running over the finer details of your affections for the swordsman.

You puffed out a huff, eliciting a growl from the dark, “Go. Or neither of us will sleep.”

“Fine.” You threw off your blanket and marched out of the cabin before you could lose your nerve, trudging through the nearly pitch black hall of the Merry. 

You yelped as you tripped over a discarded broom, cursing into the night as you kicked it aside and kept on toward the boy’s cabin. As soon as you laid eyes on the closed door, your footsteps faltered, heart stuttering. 

The ship leaned on the waves and sent you teetering into the wall, and the decision was suddenly easy. You inched the door open gently, wincing at the momentary creak, and slipped inside. 

The boys’ cabin always had a… unique scent to it. Somewhere between burning socks and musk is how Nami described it. Honestly (now, you would never tell her this), you just thought it smelled like Zoro. Though Zoro might’ve been slightly less odorous on good days, you mused.

The swordsman of your infatuation lay in a swaying hammock tied up between two support beams holding up the ceiling. A flash of lightning illuminated his peaceful face for a brief moment, and the room was back to black. 

Collecting your wits, you approached him slowly, careful not to step on any of the clutters the boys left lying about. Lip pinched between your teeth, you stepped around a crate of slingshot ammo Usopp had crafted, catching your foot on the slingshot itself and jumping out of the way. 

You swept the room fretfully, yet no one stirred, the usual snores rising and falling. A sigh puffed form your chest as you turned back to Zoro’s hammock, only to lock eyes with the stoic swordsman as he gazed blearily up at you.

Lurching back, you calmed your racing heart and huffed at him. “You scared me.”

Zoro leaned up on his elbows, confused. “You scared me.” His gaze flickered all over your face. “What’re you doing?”

You fisted your hands, feeling like a deer at headlights, and blurted, “Nami kicked me out.”

Zoro’s brows drew instantly. “What?” He rose halfway when you hand found his chest, gently pushing him back down.

“I mean,” you amended. “I couldn’t sleep, and she got tired of me rolling around…” Bashful in how you averted your eyes, swaying on your feet, “I… sleep better with you. Y’know?”

Not even a second later he tugged on your arm to draw you closer, shuffling over to offer you some room. You smiled softly, falling into the space beside him, molding right into his side. “Yeah, I know.”

Your face warmed, your heart swelled, and you rested your head on the rigid outline of his shoulder, adjusting to find a comfortable place. Zoro’s arm slid under you and curled you further into his side, a sigh pulling from his chest, his muscles literally relaxing under each of your touches. 

There wasn’t a name for what you and Zoro were, not yet anyway, and somehow you were fine with that. He was there, and you were there, and that felt like enough. For now, you let your eyes finally give way to exhaustion, the pelting of the rain growing fainter and fainter. 

Nami was a tease, but she made some good points a lot of the time. You’d have to thank her in the morning, after you finally got to sleep in the arms of your swordsman.

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[imsilay]

MANIA pt.2

obsessive love; very possessive and often jealous.

mdni NSFW! +18, cw: hurt/comfort (well maybe next chapter), size k!nk, forced masturbating? (slightly), possessive behavior, dominant behavior, fem!reader, piv, German praise, belly bulge.

word count: 1k

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summary: König doesn’t wants you to leave him, even for a second. he finds excuses and makes it your problem so he could fuck you until you’re too sore to leave again.

(confession: this is my first time writing smut) :>

art cr: @kinky-thirsty-reader i love your art 🛐

His lips were hungry and his hands are impatient now. He growled when he tore of your panties. He pulled back from the kiss. You chased after him, but he stopped you by placing his hand on your chin. He always liked the sight of your wet cunt. So he had to see it before he continued to hungrily devour your lips.“Scheiße.” he groaned, then he get back to kissing your addicting lips.

His hands found your thighs again and squeezed roughly. Just to force those slutty whines out of you. You put your hands on his broad shoulders for support as his hands teased your thighs moving up enough to feel your dripping cunt but moving down again just to keep you waiting, making the anticipation build within you. König wanted to make you beg for him. And you knew König wouldn’t let you cum until you beg for it. He grabbed one of your hands, which had been placed on his shoulder, and guided it down to your wet core making you whine in protest. “Touch yourself.” he said after breaking his long kiss with a grin. “König please-“ you begin but he squeezed your thighs making you gasp with pain. “Do as i said.” he hissed. You knew he was wanting you to obey him without protest.

So, poor you lifted yourself up a little and started to pleasure yourself. One hand quickly finding your clit as the other stayed on his shoulder to keep yourself up. But even though it give pleasure to you, it wasn’t enough, it wasn’t what you used to. You needed his thick and long fingers. Your fingers found your dripping hole, but your little digits couldn't even react that sweet spot he hits effortlessly. You moan, whine, cry… All of them useless, until you beg. He watched your struggles to satisfy yourself with a cocky grin.

“Armes Mädchen.” (poor girl.) he purred, then placed his hands on your hips and pulled you close, causing your body to jerk forward and press against his. “Your little fingers isn’t enough for your greedy cunt, hmm?” he propped you up and adjusted your position on his lap. He placed you right on his crotch. “Don’t you need something else?” he said suggestively, making you slowly ground against his cock and wet his boxers with your juices. You moaned and pressed your forehead against his. You were so close and just wanted to cum. “Yes i want- need it. Please.” you begged.

He placed a kiss on your lips. “You need what? Come on, Schatz. You gotta say it.” he pressed you down to his hard cock drawing low moans from both of you. You whined and rock your hips with the help of his hands. “need you to fill me.” you breathed, he let out a low groan as he grabbed your hips firmly and pressed you against his cock again. Feeling his big cock underneath your wet core made you moan and squirm with need. “Mein kleiner Hase, you’re so needy… but who am i to not give you what you need?” he whispered to you ear. “Especially when you’re soaking like this f’me.” he added.

With a quick maneuver he pressed your back against the mattress and spread your legs open. “Hold your legs like that f’me, Hase.” he mumbled as he slid his cock out of his boxers. His tip red and already dripping with precum, his form towering over you as his chest move with his hot and ragged breathing. Your pussy flutter at the sight. Imagining his long and thick shaft deep inside you, inch by delicious inch, made your head spin and left you moan desperately. You used all your willpower to not squeeze your thighs together to ease the aching between your legs.

“Braves Mädchen.” Of course he didn’t miss any of your subtle movements. He chuckled lightly like he was reading your mind. He leaned closer and spread your legs furter with his body between them. “Are those pretty moans for me or my cock?” he whispered as he brushed your hair off your neck to kiss and suck it. He took his sweet time to mark your sweet neck as he teased your pussy lips with his tip. He was rubbing his tip on your pussy until it was covered with your slick. All you could do was holding his shoulders and whimper desperately. “You won’t be needing this in my bed.” he grabbed the hem of your shirt and took it off before you could react. To give him easy access to your breasts. He made sure to give close attention to them. His lips found your hard nipples. His lips captured one of them while his fingers pinched and pulled the other. You squirmed as your walls clenched around nothing. “König please… i can’t take it anymore.” you sobbed and cried.

He didn’t stop for a moment. Mercilessly kneading your breasts and sucking your nipples while you whimpered and squirmed. When he decided it was time for filling his kleine Hase and give her the sweet release he pulled back from your breasts reluctantly. “Are you ready, Hase?” you nodded eagerly and looked into his eyes like he was your whole world. With that he lost himself. “Gott, Hase. You have no idea how hot you are.” he said through gritted teeth and finally filled you up. Even he couldn’t understand how a petite woman like you, compared to him, turned him on that much and made him crazy for you. “You take me so good, Hase. Can you feel how much i’m filling your little cunt?” his gaze lingered on the bulge on your belly. He didn’t move at first letting you adjust the fullness. When your back arched slightly and moans got more erratic he knew it was time for him to move. He pressed his palm to the bulge on your belly his cock made. It made your back arch further and him twitch inside you. “Could fuck you for hours, meine kleiner Hase.” he pulled out and slammed back in watching your breasts bounce. “So gut für mich~” he purred when he picked up the pace and fucked you into mattress.

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[aurorawritestoescape]

RIBBON || Joel Miller x f!reader || 1k

Summary: Joel wants you to come without touching yourself.

Tw: 18+ mdni, smut, pwp, Joel is strict but fair, unprotected piv, bondage, size kink, praise kink, a drop of degradation

A/n: I saw these two pics on Pinterest side by side and couldn’t shake off the thots. Pics for mood only, reader has no physical descriptions. Kisses to @milla-frenchy for beta-ing💖 Hope you all will enjoy🎀

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*****

“Joel, please,” you whine wriggling on the bed, legs spread around his hips. “I can’t, I need someone to touch my clit!”

He’s fully clothed, jeans unzipped and pulled down to the mid thigh while you’re completely naked, your tank top and shorts discarded on the floor by Joel’s impatient hands.

“The fuck ya mean ‘someone’?” He growls looming over your face, his cock buried deep in your cunt. You squeak pathetically when you see him clench his jaw.

“I mean you or me. I can’t come… you know, just from you fucking my pussy. It’s not you. I never could.”

“Hngg,” he growls and you nervously chew on your lip.

“I’ll touch myself a little, ‘k?” you ask as your hand inches closer and closer to your pulsating bud.

“The hell ya will.”

He pulls out and you see him reach for the nightstand and search for something in the drawer.

“Good…,” he mumbles before pulling a pink ribbon out.

“What are you…?” is all you have time to say until he grasps your wrists, pins them to the bed and starts tying them together, huffing over you. His hard cock smears precum over your belly, his delicious musk hits your nose and you clench around nothing when he cages you like that between his giant body and the bed.

When he’s done, he hovers over you with a satisfied smirk.

He gets back between your thighs as you bring your hands to your face and widen your eyes in surprise. The ribbon holds your wrists securely but doesn’t hurt you.

“It looks really pretty, Joel,” you say admiring his work.

“It ain’t for being pretty, sweetheart. It’s to stop your hands from touching your needy clit. You’re comin’ just from my cock tonight. Nothing else.”

You furrow your brows and pout your lips, placing your bound hands on your naked chest but he grabs them and pins them over your head.

“Ready for your training?” Joel asks you, his dark eyes searching your features for any trace of discomfort.

“Do your worst,” you smile at him and spread your legs a little wider.

You’d expect another man to hammer into you immediately, trying to hit anything that can make you come. But not Joel.

“Breathe for me, sweetheart,” he asks you, nudging your wet hole with his fat head, and then slowly pushes it in, deeper and deeper, making your folds spread around his girthy cock. Your moan is needy and lustful.

He bottoms out and groans looking down at the place where his cock disappeared inside your greedy hole.

“Fuck, ya have a perfect pussy, baby. Look at her takin’ all of my cock so good.”

Joel slowly pulls out almost to the tip and you feel your walls clench around his fat head, not letting it go. His eyes dart attentively between yours, reading your reaction, as he slowly buries his length into you again.

“She’s not perfect”, you whine, “I wanna come on your cock and be a good girl for you. But I can’t.”

Your insecurity is soon alleviated by his warm smile, full of love and affection.

“She is. Just needs a little help.”

“Like your thumb on my clit?” You purr with an innocent smile.

Joel chuckles.

“No, baby. She needs to be fucked right. Does she want that?”

“Yeah,” you breathe out, your cunt melting around his cock. His tip kisses your cervix and you softly whimper, as your nails dig into your sweaty palms.

Joel groans, then leans lower and kisses you. His taste intoxicates you, his tongue possessive, lips skilful and soft.

When his lips leave you, he stills his thrusts and looks deep into your hazy eyes. You whimper, feeling his length throb deep inside you.

Then he rolls his hips and starts gradually increasing the pace. You’re moaning and chewing on your lip feeling the climax closer and closer. His tip rubs against something so pleasant that you’re dripping on the sheets, your body sweaty with the heat radiating from him. Albeit dancing on the precipice, you still can’t seem to take the final leap.

“Joel, please, just graze it, just a little,” You plead with a desperate need in your voice, eyes glossy with tears of frustration. You wiggle your hands, trying to free yourself from his grip but he’s unyielding, the ribbon held tightly by his thick fingers.

“Shh.. I said ya gonna come like this, sweetheart. Now lie still and let me make ya feel good. ‘k?”

You nod and he pulls out, grabs a pillow next to your head and sits on his heels between your thighs.

“Lift ya sexy ass for me.”

You do as you're told and he pushes the pillow under your butt, raising your hips.

Then he stands on his knees between your thighs and throws your legs over his shoulders. With his hand wrapped around his cock, he pushes it into your soaked hole again. It slides in easily, his length, your folds are all covered in your juices, and the sensation is so much brighter in this position, a gasp leaves your lips.

He starts fucking you, his strokes hard and deep. No one has ever made you feel this good. With each thrust, you say his name like a prayer, devotion in your breathy voice. You’re looking up at him like he’s your god. And he is at this moment.

“Yeah, baby. Bet your little fingers can’t make you feel this good, huh? Singing beautifully on my big cock. She’s gonna choke me soon, I can feel it.”

You nod with half-lidded eyes, lips parted, drunk on the sensation of his hot member massaging your walls just right, and he barks a laugh,

“You’re so cock drunk, baby. Not a single thought behind your pretty eyes.”

You have no power to object, why would you? He’s right. All of you is focused on his cock fucking into your soaked pussy.

Joel slows down dragging his tip against your front wall and making you squeeze your eyes shut with pleasure.

“I feel it, Joel. So close. Please make me come, please,” You whine desperately, opening your blown eyes, legs trembling on his shoulders.

“I will, sweetheart”, he rolls his hips just right and you scream, clenching on his cock, your whole body shaking.

“That’s it…perfect little pussy,” Joel mumbles as his thrusts become erratic. He doesn’t stop when he begins emptying his heavy balls inside you, prolonging your orgasm with the jets of cum caressing the walls of your contracting pussy.

“Yeah…Keep milking my cock, baby…hnggg. Good girl.”

Wanting to be closer, you drop your legs, sit up, throw your tied hands around his neck and pull Joel to you, chest to chest. Nuzzling the crease of your neck he continues filling you with his warm cum, growling against your skin.

Joel stays on top of you for a few moments, big and broad, pressing you into the mattress with his weight. You kiss his cheekbone and whisper a loving ‘thank you.’

*****

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[angelsyd]

The new boy I jjk

masterlist

!! all characters are of age !!

summary: a new student arrives at your school. all the girls are yearning for him and he loves it. but little do you know, he just wants you.

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: smut

word count: 1k

warnings: mature themes, objectification, public s3x, insecurity, choking, degradation, unprotected s3x, daddy k!nk, hair pulling,

note: took a break because i had a pregnancy scare, but we’re all good now ! :D

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You sat at your desk, it was a usual weekday morning. Your math teacher was rambling on about something to do with statistics. It was too early and boring to pay attention, so you hid your phone and scrolled away. 

A few moments later, there was a knock on the door. Mrs. Yoon called them in and everyone's heads turned towards the unfamiliar man. He was hot. You felt heat rise in your cheeks and quickly turned away, avoiding embarrassment.

Of course, you've seen other good-looking men before, but his guy was so attractive it made you lose any ounce of dignity in your body.

“Ah, you must be our new student,” Mrs. Yoon said “Go on and introduce yourself”

He chewed on the metal ring in his lip before speaking “Hey, my name’s Jungkook” 

She gestured for him to take a seat and continued on with the lesson. You heard two girls behind you whisper about his body. If it wasn't already hard enough to focus in class, it is now.

The past few days you’ve been a mess, searching for a glimpse of him in the hallways, ‘accidentally’ bumping shoulders in the lunch line.

He didn’t seem to pay any mind to you. You had seen him in conversations with other girls, he’d let them run their painted fingers over his inked skin. But for you he couldn’t care less.

It made you angry. You knew you were just as desirable as any of these other girls, so why didn’t he want you?

Next morning you made sure you weren’t going to be invisible to anyone.

You walked the halls in a pair of bootcut jeans that framed your ass perfectly and a long sleeve shirt that was just low enough in the front. It was much different than your usual casual look.

You wanted to look hot and within dress code.

As you roamed you caught the glances of guys trailing behind you. And stink faces from the girls who felt on Jungkook yesterday.

You kept trying to spot him so you could show off, but he wasn’t in sight.

A shiver ran down your spine as you felt a warm breath on your ear.

“you look so sexy”

His voice nearly made you melt. You almost didn’t notice his strong hands dragging you into the supplies closet.

He shut the door, locking it. You worried about if anyone saw you two, but his lips on yours tossed that thought far away.

Jungkook’s lips tasted just as you imagined. Honey and the slight metallic of his piercing. It was intoxicating.

Your back hits the table in the corner of the small room. He grabs your ass and places you on it, standing in between your legs.

He unbuttoned your jeans and yanked them off. A firm hand wrapped around your neck and he whispered in your ear once again.

“you thought dressing like a little slut would get my attention huh?”

You whimpered at his question, lightly embarrassed that he knew your intentions.

“well now you’re getting all of it” he added with a sly smirk on his face.

His fingers moved down to your clit, rubbing it in circles. You moaned loudly at the sudden contact, but he covered your mouth firmly.

You looked up at him with eyes gleaming and rolling in pleasure. Seeing you look so helpless under his touch awakened something primal inside him.

In one swift motion, he turns you around and bends you over the table. You could feel his breath getting heavier as he pulls down his pants.

You look back and see him palming himself through the thin fabric of his underwear. He stared at you with half-lidded eyes and bit his lip.

You could see the outline of his dick and swallow at the thought of it being inside you. The ache in between your legs grew needier as time went on.

You knew he was delaying it just to tease you, wanting you to beg him to fuck you. So you decided to play along and satisfy your desires.

"Please, I need you,"

Your tone was a breathy moan, your best attempt at showing Jungkook how much you want him. His eyebrows raised slightly at your begging and inched closer to your ear.

"Who do you need, baby?"

You could hear the smile in his voice as he spoke softly to you. He was waiting for you to break and beg for his length. By the way he acted, you knew exactly what he wanted you to say.

"You daddy"

"Good girl"

He gripped your hips roughly, placing his tip at your dripping entrance. You whimpered at the suspense, and that only made him more excited to feel your tight walls wrapped around his dick.

With one hard thrust, he enters you. You didn't get any time to adjust to his size, so you just grit your teeth and bared it.

The room was filled with the sounds of skin slapping together and moans of pleasure. Neither of you seemed to care anymore about others' hearing, you can worry about it later.

You felt his hand graze your back and up to your scalp. He grabbed a fist full of hair and yanked your head back. Sweet moans escaped your mouth at the feeling, euphoria building up in your stomach.

Your walls clenched around his dick, making him suck in a breath. Your back began to arch and you became a quivering mess, cuming all over his shaft.

Jungkook's groans sounded louder and his thrust became sloppier after seeing you burst under him.

He pulled out and you brought yourself to your knees in front of him. He pumped his dick quickly, keeping the tip close to your face.

He groaned and released himself all over your face and breast. You stuck your tongue out, the hot liquid tasted sweet and a little salty.

Once he finished he look down at you, chest heaving. He pulled you off the ground and wrapped his arms around your body.

“I’ve only had my eyes on you”

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[navybrat817]

A little steam to power you through your Monday?

I barely made it, but I will take him. And a little something because I appreciate you.

Strike a Pose

Pairing: College!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Summary: You get a front row seat to your roommate's latest photoshoot, which happens to feature your boyfriend.

Word Count: Over 1k

Warnings: K-I-S-S-I-N-G, college AU, nicknames, Bucky Barnes (yep, he's a warning)

A/N: A little more Titan and Starshine that no one asked for!❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

You were a bit surprised when your roommate, Roxy, messaged you to come to her recent photoshoot. A photography major who captured exquisite images, she was hardly ever without her camera. But she typically didn't ask you to show up for a session unless she specifically told you she planned to take photos of you. She hadn't in this case. She also ambushed you at the door of the studio and you wondered what was going on.

"Is everything okay?" you asked as she ushered you inside. 

"Just fine, but wait. Before you go any further," she replied, stopping you before you could take another step. "Did you talk to Bucky this afternoon?"

You raised an eyebrow and tried to get a read on why she was asking. You didn't go a day without talking to him and it still made you giddy that he usually reached out first. "Yeah, we're supposed to meet up in an hour. Why?"

"You know how I'm doing an athletic spread for my next project?" she asked before you nodded. "Well, one of my 'models' got sick today and I bumped into Steve and I asked if he wouldn't mind me taking some photos of him and he also suggested Bucky and-"

"They both agreed?" you guessed. It made sense that she asked. Steve and Bucky, especially with his boxing background, were both in amazing shape and certainly had the looks of models.

"They did. Steve should be here in a bit, so it's just Bucky and I for now."

You didn't feel a surge of jealousy or nervousness. There was no reason for it. "Unless you're hitting on Bucky, I don't see what the problem is," you teased. You trusted them and hoped you hadn't given either of them a reason to think you didn't.

"Hey! I take offense to that. I know he is your man and we both want you here," she huffed, making your heart flutter. Bucky Barnes was your guy. "He keeps looking at the door to make sure you're coming. He's down so bad for you."

That made your heart beat faster. He was waiting for you? "I was kidding about you hitting on him. I know you wouldn't do that," you assured her. You didn't want to hurt her feelings with a bad joke.

She flashed you a huge grin after a moment. "I know you were kidding. I was just giving you shit," she teased. Of course she was. "But speaking of your man, it is my duty as your roommate and friend to prepare you as much as I can: He's going to ruin your panties. I'm not kidding. Soaked. And it's only fair that as his girlfriend you should witness him in his glory before the film develops."

You almost sputtered as she practically dragged you further into the studio. "You act like I haven't seen Bucky... Fuck. Me."

"Right here, Starshine? I'm game if you are," Bucky winked.

Your boyfriend sat in the middle of the room surrounded by steam, looking the part of a young, modern king. It was unbelievable how he looked so commanding and he wasn't standing. Was it the sleeveless shirt that accentuated his muscular arms or the way.the light made his brown hair shine? Or was it confidence in his blue eyes as he unashamedly looked you up and down?

The whole package.

"Told you. Soaked panties," your roommate said as she checked her camera. "And for the record, I haven't seen Bucky fuck you, but if he keeps eye-fucking you like that, I just might."

"I can't help myself," Bucky said, licking his lips as he beckoned you closer with his finger. Your feet moved forward on their own accord. "She should be the one being photographed."

Your stomach did a funny flip. While you wouldn't say you lacked confidence, you wouldn't call yourself glamorous either. "I'm no model," you protested. 

"You could be," he said, taking your hand the second you were close enough. "You're so beautiful and I don't have enough pictures of you. It isn't fair. You're depriving me."

"You're ridiculous," you giggled before he pulled you into his lap. "This is an athletic photoshoot."

"Should we show her how you can put your legs behind your-"

"No!" you giggled more. 

"Okay," he chuckled, bumping his nose against yours. "But you really could be a model if you wanted to. Or maybe a ring girl."

"You'd let me walk around the ring in a bathing suit with no objection?" you asked, knowing Bucky would support you if you really wanted to. Lucky for you, he was the right kind of possessive boyfriend. He treated you with respect instead of like an object. 

"I would because I know you're leaving with me at the end of the night, Starshine," he said.

"Whatever you say, Titan."

You inhaled when he gripped your chin and forced you to meet his gaze. Your cheeks were so hot you were shocked you didn't burst into flames. You could try and blame it on the steam, but it was all him. 

Your Titan.

"Wait! Hold that pose!" Roxy ordered. "Ahh! This might be my best shoot yet!"

With Bucky as her model, you knew it would be. 

You paid no attention to the camera going off as you continued to gaze at Bucky. Beneath the flirty surface was tenderness in his eyes, a private moment amongst the flashing lights. Maybe you could get Roxy to make a couple of copies of the photos. One set for you and one set for him. 

"Now KISS!"  

And there was no hesitation when Bucky surged forward, capturing your lips in a devouring kiss. You moaned softly as he moved his tongue with yours in a heated dance, having to remind yourself that the two of you weren't alone. There was no way for you not to crave him though. 

Isn't that part of what young love is all about?

Except you hadn't said that word yet. 

Soon.

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[katethewriter]

Something fluffy huh? Hmmm how about reader comforting her girlfriend wanda when it seems like the whole world is against her. Feel like she’d always hold wanda tight and say “no matter what you do or become, I will always be on your side”

You Are More

Pairing: Wanda x Reader

Words: 1k~

Warnings: insecure/self-deprecating thoughts, people are mean, Wanda needs a hug, if I missed any please let me know

A/N: Thank you so much for the prompt!!! I hope you like it! Also, Reader is an enhanced. She has the ability to harness and manipulate electricity.

“How is she doing?"

You've just returned from a four-day solo mission, only to learn of the incident in Lagos. You're heart breaks for your girlfriend, who you know must be tearing herself to pieces.

Since the day she joined this team, she has done everything possible to make up for and repair the damage she took part in as a Hydra participant.

... and you know this is enough to break her.

"As well as can be expected, she's barely left her room," Steve smiles sadly, "this is as much my fault as it is hers. I should have-“

You are sure to cut him off quickly, "hey, none of that. This is no one's fault… except Rumlow’s. It was an accident." You pat the super soldier on the back comfortingly. "I'm gonna go check on her," you go straight to you and your girlfriend's shared bedroom.

When you peer through the doorway, you see her.

Wanda sits defeatedly on the bed, endlessly flipping between news stations, all of them covering the bombing. Each reporter that fills the screen has worse and worse things to say about the woman you love.

You're heart breaks more at every remark. What angers you the most is that these people don't even know Wanda, not personally, not like the team does and certainly not like you do. If they actually knew her, knew where her heart and intentions lie, they wouldn't being saying these things on international television for literally everyone and Wanda to hear.

The TV goes blank as you use your powers to turn it off. You had heard more than enough.

"Don't watch that," you speak softly, walking over to the bed and sitting beside her.

Wanda can't meet your eyes. She stares at her hands sorrowfully, "turning it off won't stop them from talking about me."

Reaching out, you move her hair away from her face and stroke her cheek delicately, "they don't know you."

"They're still right," Wanda quickly swats away a tear before it can fall, "I'm a monster."

"No, you are no-"

"I am," she shakes her head. "Think about it," she prompts, "the only reason Hydra selected me, gave me these powers was to hurt people." The sokovian motions towards the TV, ",,,and now I've done just that."

Your lip trembles at the way she is talking about herself. "Do you think I am a monster?"

For the first time since you've entered the room, Wana looks at you. She's almost too shocked to answer the question, "you're the best person I know. You could never be a monster."

"I was given my powers for the exact same reason, by the exact same people," you look deep into her eyes, hoping to reach her, "if that doesn't make me a monster, then neither are you."

Wanda smiles sadly, "but you never used your powers to hurt someone-"

"But I could," you interrupt her, "all it would take is one lapse in focus. One slip and I could electrocute an entire swimming pool or start a wild fire. What if I accidentally cut the power on an aircraft midflight; would you think I was a monster then?"

The witch furrows her brow, "no, that would have been an accident."

"and so was this," you take her hands into your own, "this was an accident. You were trying to help people, and you made a mistake." You gently wipe a tear that falls down her cheek.

"Wanda, you are more, so much more, than the worst mistake you've ever made. This does not define who or what you are. Ok?"

You wait for her to nod, but it takes a while. You can practically see her mind running around trying to rewrite her self-perception and absorb your words.

There is a small shift in her demeanor, and you know you've at least partially gotten through to her. Wanda gives you a weak smile but says nothing.

"As for your powers," you shift closer to wrap her in your arms, "I know they have done some pretty amazing things." Pressing a kiss to her shoulder, you begin to explain, "your magic saved countless lives in Sokovia. It helped you stop Ultron before he destroyed the world. When I was locked away in a Hydra cell, strapped to a table as they turned me into a battery, draining me," your voice cracks at the mention of your worst memories, "you were the one who came back for me. You saved me, and a monster would never do that."

Wanda finally begins to relax into you. Her own arms raise to hold you as close as possible. “I don’t know what’s going to happen,” she whispers shakily, “some of them want to lock me in a cage.”

You pull away a bit to look into her eyes, “you know Steve would never let them.”

Her lips tremble in fear, “what if he doesn’t have a say?”

Silence fills the air.

You struggle to find what to say. Something is coming. There’s no way around that; too many people are demanding change.

There’s no way to know if any of you will have a say.

“Come here,” you scoot back on the bed until you’re leaning against the headboard. You open your arms for Wanda to crawl into.

She buries herself into while you hold her so tight that you never want to let go.

You start to run your hand through her hair to help soothe her the best you can, “I don’t know, but you know what I do know?”

Wanda looks up to you with her beautiful doe eyes, “what?”

Cupping her cheek softly, you promise, “no matter what happens, no matter what you do or become, I will always be on your side.”

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[kitmoas]

The Chronicles of a Sweet Toy

A Training Grounds Mini Series

7 Volumes style Drabbles about the sweetest side of Toy

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[targaryen-dynasty]

congrats on the 2k!! ❤️❤️ can i request meleys #26 for daemon pls? 🫶🫶🫶

DON‘T THREATEN ME WITH A GOOD TIME.

Part 2

CEO!Daemon Targaryen x female Reader

“i wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it”

WARNINGS: SEXUAL CONTACT—MINORS DNI; p in v, (semi) public sex, modern AU

WORDS: 1 K

NOTES: I really said "a very short drabble" lmfao and here I am giving you 1K words. The end is abrupt, but this would have been 5K words long if I hadn't stopped. I won't beta these drabbles!

Let's celebrate my milestone!

Daemon might have undone the zipper at the back of your short, black dress, but he hasn’t lowered it more than having the top of it pool around your waist. He hasn’t bothered opening your bra, and has merely tugged the flimsy fabric down to allow your breasts to spill over the black lace. 

“Want to fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it, bunny,” he rasps into your ear, pressing his chest flush against your back to pin you to the floor-to-ceiling window of his office that overlooks the busy financial district of King’s Landing. 

Though the gold glass hitting your exposed breasts has you gasping at first, you can't deny the thrill of excitement darting up your spine. “Don’t threaten me with a good time,” you hum, biting your bottom lip as you feel his large hands push the skirt of your dress up. 

“Is that so?” he drawls, the amused tint in his voice prompting you to huff. 

The sound of him loosening the zipper in the front of his slacks is drowned out by how loud your heart beats in your ears, and you’re merely reminded that he’s done so as you feel his calloused fingers tug your panties to the side to align his hard cock with your pussy. 

“Have you–” The rest of your sentence dies on your tongue with his thick cock breaching your tightness, the words replaced by a wanton moan. 

You feel his forehead resting against the side of your head, but with your cheek pressing against the window, you’re immobilized and can’t even catch a glimpse of him from over your shoulder, only feeling his hot breath caress your skin.

It’s good he doesn’t pound into you straight away, his heavy breathing and trembling hips indicating he needs a short moment to adjust just as much as you, because it gives you the chance to voice what hasn’t left your lips before. 

You take in a deliberate breath, pressing your lips into a thin line before they part again. “Have you locked the door?”

Though he’s buzzing with arousal, enjoying the feeling of you clenching around him, his mind is still very much clear and not as hazy as yours, allowing him to scoff and mock your attempt to maintain decorum. “Didn’t I say I want everyone to know?” he hums, bringing both paws to your hips to keep you steady and still. “That also applies to my employees.”

There’s no chance for you to reply, because the moment he snaps his hips up into yours, every coherent thought flies straight out the window with his cock brushing your sweet spot.

Your palms are pressed flush against the glass, and you completely rely on him to keep you upright and supported. “God, fuck,” you pant, screwing your eyes shut. 

He squeezes your hips tight enough to surely leave some bruises in the following hours, and it’s clear as day that he’s merely using you as a means to an end, to satisfy the desperate need of having something he alone could control. 

It’s the fact that even after his older brother has conceded the executive chair to him, Viserys still gets involved to the point his younger brother truly doubts his leadership qualities. 

And if this is one way for him to cope with it, you certainly won’t complain. 

“Such a good, little slut for me,” he grunts, each thrust pushing you up against the window. “Taking me so fucking well. Getting all worked up just thinking about someone seeing us, mh, seeing how good I’m fucking you.”

Releasing a shaky whimper, you arch your back and start to grind your hips back and forth, meeting him halfways. 

Your teeth dig into your bottom lip, and you meekly shake your head despite the truth in his words. It does turn you on. “N-No,” you pant, closing your eyes as you feel the flush blossoming on your cheeks. 

Daemon scoffs yet again, and serves a harsh slap to your ass that catches you by surprise. “You’re dripping, bunny,” he mocks, the lilt of confidence and authority in his voice sending a new wave of arousal to ooze out of your cunt and trickle down his cock and heavy balls. Since he has lowered them barely enough to free himself, most of your essence is caught by the dark fabric. “I’m afraid my assistant will have to get me a new pair of pants once I’m done with you.”

He proceeds to snake his hand between your body and the glass, rubbing your clit with his nimble index and middle fingers. 

“You’re gonna cum for me, sweet thing?” He presses his chest against your back again, and dips his head forward to capture your earlobe between his teeth. It’s a grazing touch, but still has goosebumps prickling on your skin. “Daddy wants to fuck you on his desk next.”

The coil inside of you tightens quickly with all sensations hitting you at once, and you’re once again surprised by how well Daemon knows your body, strumming it like a fiddle and always getting what he wants. 

You convulse all over him with a mewl, the grinding of your hips stopping as the white, hot pleasure becomes too much. But his thrusts don’t stutter or slow down, keeping the intensity to the point you’re losing your mind. 

“That’s it,” he coos through gritted teeth. “Show everyone the pretty face you always make when you’re soaking my cock.” You’re not sure whether it’s his fingers still toying with your clit, his cock still snapping in and out of you, or if his praise alone is enough to prolong your orgasm, but you feel yourself keening at his words. 

With a few more thrusts, bringing you to the point of overstimulation, he reaches his own release, twitching cock spending itself deep inside of your quivering walls. And while you thought he’s done, considering he’s panting behind you like a mad man, you’re surprised when he pulls out and turns you on your heels. 

“Clothes off, and on the desk,” he rasps, taking a step back to allow you to move while he loosens his tie. When you don’t comply quick enough, he raises his brow. “Or do you want me to do it for you, bunny? But then you’ll have to go home naked.”

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[incculum]

Avatar headcanons

top male reader

a/n: this is my thank you for 1k. I still can't believe I hit that milestone, thank you so much. warnings will be put before each character's headcanons & there’ll be a small scenario for each character.

Jake Sully

sir k. | hair pulling | deepthroating | brat taming

RDA Jake was definitely into calling you "sir", before he gained his confidence as a warrior. He blurted it out to you without you even needing to coax it out of him.

Hair pulling is a big kink of his, especially when he sucks you off or you fuck him from behind. He still hasn't gotten used to how sensitive his avatar's braid is.

If you pull on his braid while shoving your cock down his throat or pounding his guts from behind, he won't be able to hold back from drooling.

He's loud and whiny.

Can't hold back his cries when you ignore his whiny "wait"s and continue pistoling your cock into him, even after he just came.

He gained more of an ego after becoming a respected na'vi warrior and getting put in his place became a necessity.

He started acting out on purpose just so you would force him down and make him take what you gave him.

Jake's just a slut for you behind closed doors. Letting you have your way with him and whining when you don’t.

“You can do better than that, can’t you?” You watched Jake do his best to fit your heavy cock in his throat. Jake shook his head, looking up at you through his wet eyelashes. You sighed, running your hand up his neck and gripping his braid. Jake flinched, eyes fluttering shut when you brought your other hand to the top of his head.

He moaned around your cock when you forced him down, your cock bullying its way into his throat. Jake choked and drool seeped past his lips, drowning your cock in his saliva. The grip you had on his sensitive braid was unfaltering and it only made Jake needier. The strong Jake Sully on his knees before you was something you could get used to.

Neytiri

praise | dacryphilia | pussy eating | cockwarming 

This pretty girl's still so shy when you fuck.

Neytiri comes undone in seconds when you praise her. Just hearing a "good" leave your lips will have her biting her lip to hold back her smile and hiding her face behind her hair.

She’s so pretty and the tears that threaten to spill over when you hold her only make her prettier.

She’s so sensitive that it makes her cry, especially when you eat her out.

When you first ate her out, she couldn’t decide between throwing her head back or letting it fall forward against yours, between her thighs.

She loves it, feels that it’s intimate.

Neytiri is vanilla, at least during the beginning. 

Everything makes her shy and she just wants to be held and taken care of.

Cockwarming. 

She’ll sit in your lap or lay with her back against your chest, your cock heavy inside her tight walls.

She’s so obedient. She never moves unless you tell her to, and when she’s desperate, she only whines and pleas.

She’s so cute, sorry.

Neytiri played with her braids, looking forward to avoid eye contact with you.

“You’re so pretty,” you pressed a kiss against her neck and she tensed, turning her head to finally look at you over her shoulder. She had a shy smile on her face and could only hope her flushed cheeks were unnoticeable under her hair. “So obedient for me.”

You placed your hands on her thighs and rolled your hips for the first time. 

“Ah-!” Neytiri moaned, throwing her head back against your shoulder. You turned to kiss her cheek and she placed her hands on yours. “Good girl.”

Tsu'tey

manhandling | belly bulge | size kink a little bit 

Tsu'tey was an uncharacteristically shy virgin, and remains pretty vanilla. Intimacy and sex are still foreign to him.

He had trouble stifling his moans even when you kissed him longer than he was used to.

He let you take control and his mind spun when you pushed him into different positions for your own pleasure.

Tsu’tey is so aware of how easily you fit your hands around his slim waist and thighs.

His waist is so tiny that a belly bulge is inevitable. He nearly came untouched the first time he saw it. 

Possessiveness makes Tsu’tey weak. He loves it when you add a “my” when talking about him.

Pairing that with praise gets him whiney.

Something as simple as “my strong warrior” makes Tsu’tey desperate.

You pulled Tsu’tey back against yourself, hands engulfing his little waist. You bottomed out and Tsu’tey moaned, throwing his head back. 

“Look at that,” you squeezed his waist to get his attention. Tsu’tey looked at where you were looking and felt his breath get caught in his throat. You pressed against the bulge in his stomach with your thumb, “Fuck…” 

Tsu’tey chest heaved and he pressed his hand flat against his stomach. You grabbed one of his thighs and pressed it against chest, fucking into him with a newfound desperation. Tsu’tey nearly whined, lifting his hand to look at his stomach again with eyes blown wide. You smiled, “so good… all mine.”

Miles Quaritch

humiliation | degradation | deepthroating / facefucking | choking / breath play | gun play

He still hasn't gotten fully used to an avatar body so he's sensitive to every touch.

Miles has trouble admitting that he likes it when you make fun of him.

He finds it so hot when you put him in his place for talking back. He's so used to being the one feared and respected that it always shuts him up when you insult him.

Miles has a thing for deepthroating. Forcing his head down and forcing your cock further down his throat until he can hardly breathe has him near delirious.

The way you treat him is far from how he was treated in his division. 

When he acts out, you disregard his words and only use him for your own satisfaction, leaving him alone as soon as you finish.

You humiliate him and insult his pride and he always comes back for more.

Gun play is something that plagues Miles’ mind. He can only bite his lip and roll his hips desperately when you point a gun at him and threaten him. He can’t help but find it hot.

Especially if you press the barrel against his mouth and force his lips open to shut him up when he gains some of his ego back.

Has trouble keeping his hands to himself, always fucks something up and you begin to wonder if it’s on purpose.

“You- ah!” You pulled Miles down onto your lap.

“Yeah?” His breath hitched when you rested the cold barrel of your gun against his neck and he only scowled in response. He hoped you’d ignore the way his chest heaved and the way he was clenching your cock. You shifted your thighs to bounce him in your lap, “you said you’d ride me, wouldn’t you? Do I have to help you with this, too?” 

Miles shook his head and lifted himself up, you put your free hand on his thigh, “you’re shaking.”

#avatar x reader #avatar x male reader #avatar smut #jake sully smut #jake sully x reader #jake sully x male reader #top male reader #dom male reader #top reader #dom reader #neytiri x male reader #neytiri x reader #miles quaritch x reader #sub character #incculum works

[powchakko]

𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐝𝐚𝐲..?

synopsis. greeting them after a tiring day at practice + stuff i’d like to do with them

word count. 1k

characters. tsukishima kei, akaashi keiji, oikawa tooru

warnings. reader is called princess (in oikawa's part), lil suggestive?? + mentions of a wound (in tsukishima’s part), reverse comfort, lil angst if u squint, CLICHE STUFF

notes. asdfghjkfghj first time posting my works here! hope y'all enjoy reading it heheh-

𖤐 tsukishima k.

“tadaima,” you heard a soft voice accompanied by the click of the door closing.

“kei!” you exclaimed, lips instantly tugged into a smile as you run towards your boyfriend. you crashed into him, almost knocking him backwards. “okaeri,” you said while inhaling his familiar scent and wrapping your arms around his lean frame.

tsukishima only hummed in response, though he was quick to return the embrace and press a kiss to the crown of your head.

“how was practice today?” you asked as you pulled away from the hug. but your smile vanished and transformed into a somewhat panicked expression when you saw a huge bruise on your lover’s cheek. “oh my gosh, kei. what happened?!” 

“a certain someone accidentally hit the ball towards my face,” he replied, wincing in pain as you gently laid your hand on top of the bruise, your thumb stroking the red and blue-ish skin.

“hinata?” 

“who else,” the blonde averted his gaze and sighed. “don’t worry, i already compressed it with an icepack.”

you suddenly grinned. “doesn’t look worse than that hickey you gave me–”

“urusai.” tsukishima glared at you, his face flushed red. “don’t you dare mention that.”

“i’m joking, i’m joking,” you laughed. your hand was still resting on his cheek, which, to him, somehow did a better job of making the pain hurt less than the icepack. he gingerly took your hand and guided it towards his lips before pressing a soft kiss onto your palm.

“can we eat dinner now?” he mumbled against your skin, causing you to squirm at the ticklish feeling.

“of course we can,” smiling even wider than before, you pulled your arm away and slipped it around his as both of you walked to the kitchen.

𖤐 akaashi k.

you were a little surprised when you came out of the bathroom and found your boyfriend slumped across the sofa. you were happy, of course, and couldn’t wait to eat dinner and spend some time with him. but the tired expression on his face forced yourself to postpone all the hugs and kisses you were ready to shower him with.

“keiji?” you tried, your voice soft and careful.

akaashi slowly opened his eyes, emerald hues boring into your own (e/c) eyes. he slightly pulled his lips to the sides. “hey, sweetheart.” 

“rough day at practice?” you asked again, this time making your way to the sofa. 

“hm,” the boy mumbled. you were now sitting cross-legged beside him. slowly, you placed your hands on either side of his face, guiding him to lie down on your lap. akaashi instantly melted into your touch, and you could almost see his fatigue evaporating into nothingness as he finally settled comfortably on your legs.

“tell me everything,” you said gently. your fingers were already getting to work, untangling and smoothing out akaashi’s raven locks. he let out a sigh of contentment and closed his eyes a second time.

silence hung in the air – though it felt peaceful and comforting to both of you rather than awkward. you were still busy playing with your boyfriend’s hair. knowing he wasn’t much of a talker, you didn’t press for answers. besides, wasn’t simply being there for him enough?

“i’ll tell you about it tomorrow,” he whispered. “‘m too tired right now,”

you hummed in response. “do you want to eat dinner, then? after that–”

“can we stay like this for a little longer?”

you looked down at his face, a little surprised when you found akaashi already staring lazily back at you. you smiled before cupping his cheeks and placing a quick kiss to his nose. “actually, i think i’d like that, too.”

𖤐 oikawa t.

you yelped as you felt two cold arms encircling your waist, pulling you into a tight hug. you quickly turned off the stove and pulled the earplugs from your ears before turning around, only to see your boyfriend’s face nestling comfortably on your shoulder.

“tooru?!” you exclaimed. “oh my god, i’m so sorry. why didn’t you tell me you’re home?”

he grinned, giving you a quick peck on the cheek. “i’m here now, aren’t i?”

despite his playful tone, you could see the fatigue overshadowing his features. how it made his smile look a little less genuine, how it gave him subtle frown wrinkles across his forehead, how it caused his voice to sound groggy. “tooru?” you called to him softly. “did anything happen at practice?”

that earned a small chuckle from him. “you know me so well, princess,”

“tooru…”

“tell me about your day instead,” he interjected. “mine’s too shitty to talk about.”

this didn’t seem like the oikawa tooru you knew. he’d usually protest and complain nonstop about how terrible practice was, how frustrating his underclassmen were, or literally any other bad thing about his day. something really bad must’ve happened that it caused him to be this quiet. 

“was it that bad?” you asked again, this time turning around and cupping his cheeks in your hands. they’re so cold, you thought silently. 

“not as bad as how i must’ve smell like right now,” the brunette grinned again. “i’ll go take a shower, m’kay?”

“tooru, look at me.” you demanded, tightening your hold on the sides of his face, which made him tense a little. “i need to know if something happened. please tell me what’s wrong.”

oikawa stared at you and sighed, his smile faltering. “everything,” he whispered before roughly dumping his forehead on your shoulder. “i dunno… it all just feels so tiring…”

you noticed how his fingers were rubbing the letters of ‘i love you’ on your back. you carefully lifted your arms and hugged him back, your fingers tracing the shape of a heart right below his shoulder. a silent ‘i love you, too’. 

“will a movie marathon cheer you up?” you asked after a few while. “i can make you some ice cream sandwiches, too, if you want.”

“with milk bread?” he muttered into your neck.

“with milk bread.” 

you felt his lips form a smile against your skin, and despite how you couldn’t see it, it felt more genuine this time. 

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#akaashi's is the shortest one despite him being my fav character T^T #imo oikawa's is the best in this one lol #ASDFGHJJDFGHJK RLLY HOPING THIS FIRST POST WILL DO WELL #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x y/n #tsukishima kei #tsukishima x reader #haikyuu tsukishima #akaashi keiji #akaashi x reader #haikyuu akaashi #oikawa tooru #oikawa x reader #haikyuu oikawa #★ ── asha.writes