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p-antomime · 3 years

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— minors don’t interact.

— wc: 0,8K.

content + warnings: 18+, including: daddy!kento nanami, squirting, daddy kink, slight manhandle, cnc, dacryphilia, breeding kink, implied voice kink (is this a thing? idk! but now is...), implied size kink, mention of mindbreak, pussy slaps, humiliation, overstimulation, nipple play, names calling, slight degradation, implied age gap, forced creampie.

pairings: kento nanami x fem!reader.

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— Uh-hm. — Nanami huffed with fake disappointment, looking up at you, fully sound body residing against your double bed and breathing heavy, eyes watering and sense of space and the sensitivity in yours fingertips slowly fading from the force used to pin them to the bed sheets. — Didn't you say you were going to take everything daddy gave you? — He asked, slipping one arm around your neck and lifting your body as his hips continued to pound against yours in a rapid pace that made your breasts rise and fall uncontrollably, and you immediately nodded your head without even stopping to take in what the blond man who was bigger than you was saying.

It was impossible to maintain even the slightest coherent thought at that moment. Not after Nanami made you cum several times in succession and kept forcing your legs open so he could finish tearing every last bit of energy out of your already almost completely drained body and devoid of any desire to make an effort to not be seen as just a fleshlight, as holes to be used by the man who duly owned your body.

And none of the previous times you had cum Kento had even used his own dick for it. The first time you literally orgasmed untouched, with only his voice whispering a bunch of low, libidinous words in your ear, the second time he used his fingers inside you and your pussy squirted shamefully against his face, and the third time, on the fourth, he preferred to use his knee against your mid-legs, forcing you to rub against that part of his body, while using his hands to grope, squeeze, and molest your breasts and nipples as he pleased.

You had tried to close your legs several times, you had even tried to beg Nanami with labored breathing and teary eyes not to give you any more overstimulation, that it was too much for you, that you would be sick. And it was a foolish mistake to imagine that he didn't want you to be completely ruined, destroyed at the end of it all. Almost every time Kento just kept pushing your legs open while whispering: "I tell when we're done, little girl", this when he didn't slap your wet and messy pussy as a small form of personal humiliation and punishment and then ask: "aww, does that hurt, sweetheart?" with faux sympathy as soon as you groaned in pain.

And even though Nanami asked you before it all started if you remembered the safe word agreed upon between the two of you long before the two of you stipulated an actual stabilized relationship, you refused to speak it. The pain was never as good as it was at that moment, the feeling of being half a step away from falling into complete unconsciousness was exhilarating.

— Oh, stop crying, my baby. I haven't even given you a good reason to cry. — Nanami whispered, sliding his gaze down your body and playing with your nipples without stopping his thrusts inside you. — Now stay still here like a good girl for me, gonna fuck this tiny cunt of yours so good, so well, gonna breed you, fill you up like the whore in heat you are. — And then his hands tightened around your hips, holding you in place.

As you felt his cock twitch against your walls, you knew immediately that he was about to cum. A few more thrusts was enough. And you simply didn't want Nanami to end up filling you completely just by knowing that the pressure against your warm interior would eventually send you over the edge of orgasm yet again painfully. So more tears flooded your eyes and hands desperately tried to pound against the firm chest of the blond man above you who didn't care about your efforts either and just kept burying himself deeper and deeper into your pussy.

— Da-ahn, n-no, please, don't... — You choked on your own saliva as you felt Nanami dick's light kisses on your cervix and it was never as hard to breathe as it was at that moment, nor did you need Kento to wrap a hand around your neck for your access to air to be scarce. — Not inside, daddy, not...

Too late, pretty girl.

Nanami just pushed himself deeper inside your wet cunt , spewing all of his hot white cum inside your abused little hole as he moaned loudly and squeezed yours hips hard enough to leave red finger marks there. And you were right to think that having Kento’s cream inside you would make you reach another orgasm, because it didn't take long for your pussy to end up squirting on his cock and abdomen while the blond man still hadn't left you empty and was already starting to move his hips against yours again in a way to amplify the sensation of having yours walls forcefully compressing him.

A mixture of your liquids and his cum dripping down yours thighs and you feeling so insanely full that you couldn't focus your attention on anything around your body properly, only the sensation of him going in and out of you, fucking his seed deeper against your womb remaining present in your mind.

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lokistoriesblog · 2 years

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LokiStoriesBlog's 2021 FIC REC ROUNDUP

As we gear up to bring 2021 to a close, I wanted to take a moment to share some of my favourite fics from this past year with all of you. This is just a small sample of the many fics I enjoyed over the last year, so please check them and their authors out! xoxo Kayls aka @lokistoriesblog

Loki

"Two Sides of a Coin" or "Don't Let Me Go" by @handmaiden-of-mischief or anything from Kiki's Loki masterlist

"For a Moment" by @gaitwae

"Trouble" by @silver-tongued-bby

"Needy" by @ambrosiase

"In Shades of Blue, He'll Dream of You" by @kneel-bitches

"Glorious Purpose" by @high-functioning-lokipath

"Movie Night" by @the-emo-asgardian

"Dad" by @lovelybarnes

"Softy" by @theaudacitytowrite

"The Party" by @agentkinghorn

"Welcome Home" by @lokis-little-fawn

Jotun Loki

"After The After Party" by @starks-hero

"No Touchies" by @give-me-a-moose

"Cold Hands" by @sinner-as-saint

"Tiny Dancer" by @lokis-right-nut

Tom Hiddleston

"Wrong Number" or "Red" by @youlightmeupfinn or honestly anything from Taylor's Tommy masterlist

"Something Good" by @immersed-in-mischief

"The Nanny" or "The Cabin" by @handsomelyhiddleston

"Look Left!" by @sabine-leo

Bucky

"Fake Boyfriend, Real Orgasm's" by @bucksfucks

"The Mating Program" by @multi-stann

Zemo

"Emperor's New Clothes" by @maiden-of-asgard

"Take Care of You" by @zemosimp05

Flip Zimmerman

"Pretty Girl" by @bookishofalder

"Love Thy Neighbour" by @strangunddurm

Chris Evans

"I'm Just An Assistant" by @time-for-a-lullaby

"Best Friend's Brother" by @secretswiftymarvelfan

Ransom Drysdale

"Mrs. Drysdale" by @payperhearts

"Alpha, May I" by @imaginedreamwrite

Fred Weasley

"Left Waiting at the Three Broomsticks" by @potter-imagines

"I Don't Share" by @horrorxweasley or anything from Rachel's kinktober masterlist

If you made it this far - thank you for reading my fic rec list. Sorry it isn't a cumbersome list, there have been so many more that I enjoyed over the year but I wanted to highlight a small few to share with you all.

Please let me know if you read any of them from my list, would love to chat about them!

🕯manifesting good vibes for 2022🕯

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tales-of-magic-and-chaos · 2 years

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Any smutty FrostIronStrange fanfic rec?

Of course!! 🥰🥰

The chapter four of meshkol's Kinktober 2018 Fics with some amazing FrostIronStrange spitroasting

Tags: rough sex, dirty talk, moderate breathplay, consensual slut-shaming, multiple orgasms

Worldbuilding Is Important by Rosae (absolutely fantastic as well, it's one of my faves ❤️)

In which Stephen has a very specific fantasy involving Loki playing the evil god whose captured him and Tony, everyone gets fucked at least once and everyone has to try not to laugh at some point.

👉 Orgasm delay/denial, rape fantasy but it's entirely safe, sane and consensual, BDSM, various bondage elements, power play...

FrostIronStrange Yaoi by Rosae

👉 A/B/O, dubcon (as the author precise "everyone is into it but that's not how consent works"), cuckold

Better Than Porn by diandrahollman

"The first time all three of them came together was bound to involve some initial awkwardness and adjustment. Though Tony was relieved to discover that there was not as much of either as he expected."

Breathless by IronStrangeLover (sherlockian4evr)

Loki and Tony indulge Stephen when he begs for a particular type of stimulation.

👉 Breathplay, choking, Bad BDSM Etiquette, Consensual but not safe or sane

Cherished by IronStrangeLover (sherlockian4evr)

Tony and Stephen give Loki the spanking he so desires. That is all.

That's all that come to my mind right now for smutty FrostIronStrange fic recs. There are also Ternion and More Than Just a Season. It's a Feeling. by @kiki-shortsnout who have some absolutely awesome sex scenes as well but there are not strictly smutty fics.

#anonymous #frostironstrange #ironstrangefrost #strangeironfrost #smutty FrostIronStrange fics recs #thank you for the ask!!!

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kazuharem · 4 years

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“The Most Important Person” ↠ Lucien x MC [SMUT]

AO3 Link: Here

Pairing: Lucien x MC (Female)

Warnings: overstimulation, unprotected s&x, multiple orgasms, jealous!Lucien

Description: Jealous Lucien smut from “True Love Date.” That’s it

Summary: Lucien shows her just exactly who the most important person to him was.

Word Count: 4,013

Author’s Note: This is my entry for Day 6 of Kinktober. I used this Kinktober 2020 Prompt

Day 6: Free Use

Also, requested by Icy~ ^-^ Inspired by this little section from my "Partners in Pleasure" fic: The Lucien who had slammed her into the wall with a dangerous “Tell me,” hissed angrily through clenched teeth when she was asked about the most important person in her life. The Lucien who had tortured her so ardently that very night as he grit out a “You don’t want to make me jealous again, kitten,” before thoroughly ravaging her.

I'm pretty sure every Lucien stan who is a writer have written some version of this. This is my take. Also, I've taken "overstimulation" as in "fucking brainless" which also translates to "too many damn orgasms" in my book. Enjoy!

[DISCLAIMER] As always, the characters, art, music do not belong to me. The only thing I own is the plot. Lines that are taken directly from the "True Love Date" will have * in front of the text.

⊱ ──────ஓ๑♡๑ஓ ────── ⊰

“If you don't mind, I'll walk that line Stuck on the bridge between us Gray areas and expectations But I'm not the one if we're honest But I wanna sleep next to you And I wanna come home to you I wanna hold hands with you I wanna be close to you”

Troye Sivan – “Talk Me Down”

*“So, Professor Lucien, is there anyone you’re crushing on here?” Kiki asks Lucien amidst boisterous cheering.

Lucien chuckles as he looks over at the girl, whose cheeks were blazing scarlet. “Yes,” the answer slips easily and naturally out of his mouth.

She ducks her head then, trying to tug her hand free from Lucien’s grasp, but he holds on tight. The crowd of her coworkers cheer and spin the bottle again. The neck of the bottle comes to a stop in front of Lucien again and everyone burst into loud exclamations once more.

“Who is it? Who?” Everyone clamors around Lucien in excitement, trying to force the answer from his lips.

He gazes back at her and her eyes skips from him, staring pointedly at the wall behind him. Lucien smiles amusedly and downs the shots, much to everyone’s disappointment. A wave of warmth spreads from his throat, blossoming outward from his chest.

Her coworkers continue to play until the bottle stops in front of her. “Finally, it’s the boss’s turn!” Kiki grins widely as the mood suddenly changes, everyone leaning forward in anticipation.

“Tell us who is the most important to you and why,” Willow announces after a dramatic pause. She winks at Kiki and adds, “Be specific.”

Lucien could hardly admit to himself how eagerly he awaits her response, stiffening up and holding his breath.

She sighs and chances a peek at Lucien, cheeks and ears turning a rosy shade of pink as she prepares herself. *“Because I got to know this someone…” she begins shyly, blushing harder. “He…showed me a brand new world. He’s gentle, but not pretentious. A mystery, but also clear as day.” She starts slowly, but her voice begins to pick up enthusiasm as she goes on. “He can see all of my thoughts and he teaches me the ways of the world.”

Lucien’s hand tightens on his glass as he desperately tries to swallow the prickly feelings that were threatening to engulf him. For some reason, he didn’t like where this is going. There was a thought that nagged at him in the back of his mind. He had seen her chatting cheerfully with that officer…that-Gavin. Had heard her burst into excited laughter when she was on the phone with Kiro. Had witnessed that damn CEO, Victor, picking her up in his stupidly expensive sports car. Could she be talking about any one of them?

She leans forward unknowingly, as she continues, *“When I meet setback, he’d guide me with patience and understanding.” Her voice has a tender lilt to it.

Lucien savagely downs the contents of his glass and sets it down before he could crush it. The warming effects of the alcohol disappears and all he could feel is the thudding of his heartbeat roaring in his ears. The only thought that rages through his mind is who, who, who?

*“He is…very important to me,” she concludes softly with a small sigh, a rare smile breaking through her features.

Her coworkers collectively release their breaths.

*“That was visceral! I bet the person isn’t here or else Boss wouldn’t have said all that!” Someone chimes teasingly.

“Yeah! You know how shy Boss is!” Another person laughs noisily.

The comments grate at Lucien’s ears and he grinds his jaw. A different kind of warmth, one that is white hot, courses through his veins.

“I really want to know who it is!” Kiki wonders aloud.

Lucien silently takes another shot, trying to quell the rage that was slowly building inside him. His vision starts to blur, but he pays it no mind.

She laughs quietly and shakes her head. “Let’s just continue the game,” she hastily directs their attention back to the bottle on the table.

Coming here tonight…was a bad idea, a thought pops up unbidden. Lucien tosses back another shot, missing the worried glance she throws in his direction.

The party continues, but Lucien’s mood worsens, along with the drunkenness of the crowd.

At some point, she slips to the bathroom and when Lucien couldn’t take the burning question any longer, he says some stupid excuse to her coworkers and leaves to go find her. The question bores a hole in Lucien’s mind as he stalks silently along the dimly lit hallway.

Who is this important person?

His fists clench and the scowl on his face deepens. The alcohol he had drunk earlier blurs all thought, all reason.

Remember your purpose, Ares. A voice whispers in his mind, but Lucien shoves it aside. He could care less about his purpose at this moment.

A sudden movement catches his eye and before any reasonable thought occurs, he’s pushing the girl against the wall, his hand grabbing her wrist.

*“What are you doi-“

*“That person who’s most important to you…Who is he? Tell me,” his mouth is moving before his brain registers the words. A look of confusion spreads across her face and Lucien presses harder against her. “Tell me!” Nothing but fiery rage runs through his entire body.

Her expression softens, “It’s you…” she says, but Lucien presses harder against her, only hearing a soft buzzing. “Lucien,” she calls his name and her words finally gets through the buzzing in his ears. “It’s you I was talking about,” she murmurs, smiling. “You’re very important to me…” Stunned, Lucien loosens his grip on her as he backs away. He hears his heartbeat thudding in his ears, a roaring that reverberates throughout him and she continues. “Everything I said was meant for you to hear but you misunderstood…”

The relief flooding through him was instantaneous and he nearly stumbles. There is nothing in his eyes except for the sight of her smiling face. “I’m sorry…did I hurt you?” Lucien asks as he drops her wrist.

“A little…but I’m okay,” She smiles, and Lucien rubs her wrist gently.

“I’m…sorry,” Lucien pulls her into his arms as he breathes a sigh of relief into her hair. It should’ve unnerved him with how relieved he felt, but Lucien couldn’t bring himself to care.

“Shall we go?” She asks, voice muffled into his chest, “I think I’ve had enough.”

He agrees readily and ignores the whispers of “Stupid. You’re a fool, Ares.”

The girl in his arms robs all reasonable thought, but Lucien thinks to himself that he prefers it that way as she slips her hand into his. His only colors in the world, he would follow her blindly wherever she goes.

They say goodbyes to her coworkers and Lucien fights the urge to claim when he sees a male coworker smiling at her. Kim, Lucien remembers.

The two of them chat a little too long for Lucien’s liking, and he walks up to the pair, offering the singer a tight smile. “Shall we go?” He asks the girl, his hand naturally finding purchase on her shoulder.

She nods cheerfully as she waves goodbye at Kim and allows herself to be led away by Lucien. Lucien clenches the hand not holding hers.

Fool, a voice creeps up in the back of his mind again, but Lucien ignores it.

Lucien is silent in the cab ride home and he can feel her sneaking glances at him, questions as clear as day written on her face.

He could sense her reluctance to part as she squares her shoulders, physically preparing herself to say goodbye when they reach their respective doors. Gently, he places his hand on her shoulder, thumb rubbing a soothing circle as he maneuvers her to face him. “Come inside for some tea to sober up. You’ve drank a lot tonight.” Her eyes instantly light up and Lucien’s mouth curls up in an answering smile. He lets go of her shoulder to unlock his door. She follows him inside eagerly.

No sooner did the door close behind her, Lucien is tugging her into his arms. “Lucien, wha-mmph!” Her question is muffled by the sudden press of Lucien’s lips. “Lucien!” She gasps against his lips.

“Shh,” Lucien murmurs, taking her lower lip and biting down gently. “I’ve been wanting to do this ever since I saw you today.” The sudden confession renders her speechless, but she accepts his kiss, earning a pleased sound from Lucien. She tastes the sweetness of the wine he drank earlier, and a heady feeling fills her veins, as if she could get drunk on his lips alone. He kisses her slow and sweet, pulling her snug against his chest. “I’ve missed you, my little butterfly,” The hushed whisper floats between the languid presses of their lips.

“Lucien…” her arms automatically snake around his neck, pulling him closer to her. The tantalizing way she whispers his name sends heat rushing through Lucien’s body. “I’ve…missed you…too.”

Her admission makes him pause. Pulling away slightly, he peers into her beautiful eyes and swallows hard when he sees nothing but the reflection of himself. Her eyes had only him. Lucien tries to push down the prickly feelings he had been feeling throughout the entire night, but to no avail. He wanted to claim her, to make her his, so that she wouldn’t ever look at another man. “Butterfly…” he lets out a breath, the small puff of air hits her lips and she shivers. “Won’t you give yourself to me tonight?”

She gazes upwards at him, and Lucien knows he’s hopelessly and irrevocably fallen into her trap.

So much for the feeble attempt to stay away.

“Yes…” her voice is quiet, but Lucien hears it all the same. He tucks a finger under her chin and leans closer, their breaths mingling.

“Then would it be okay for me to have you however I like?” His words ghost over her lips and he could see her lips tremble from the sensation.

Her cheeks flush and Lucien’s eyes were dark. The unmistakable hunger swimming in his irises makes her swallow. “Have me…Lucien…”

With that invitation, Lucien surges forward, slotting his lips against hers. His tongue prods the seam of her lips, asking for permission. When he was granted, his tongue enters to taste her mouth as he slips a leg between her thighs, trapping her against the door. “Will you give all of you to me?” Lucien asks, fingers caressing her face.

She nods breathlessly, “Yes…I’m all yours...”

It was like a switch had flipped. Lucien grinds his leg against her as he presses a hungry kiss against her open mouth. She gasps at the friction and Lucien slips a hand under her blouse, teasing and tracing tantalizing circles on the heated skin. “That’s good to hear, kitten,” he growls against the shell of her ear before licking at her lobe, “Because you sure didn’t act that way earlier.” His lips trace blazing kisses along the span of her neck and his hand ducks under her skirt. “You’re already so wet,” he whispers silkily. “Naughty girl, don’t you know what I’m about to do to you?” He curls his finger into her as she arches against him with a whimper.

“Lu-Lucien,” she stammers as her knees buckle. She holds onto Lucien’s shoulders for dear life.

“Shh,” Lucien shushes her by laying the slick finger he had just buried inside her against her lips. “Look how drenched you are for me.” And only me, he adds silently as he dives back to attack her mouth, picking her up when he did so. He maneuvers them expertly into his bedroom, setting her down with care on the bed and undresses her reverently. Lucien shrugs off his turtleneck and takes a moment to admire the sight of her naked body, a stark contrast against the black sheets. “Look at you,” he sighs as he settles between her legs. “Look at how perfect you are.” Her entire body flushes the prettiest shade of pink and she averts her eyes. “Don’t hide from me,” Lucien chides as he kisses a trail up her thigh, across her stomach, between the valley of her breasts, up, up, and up until he comes to a stop in front of her lips. She sucks in a shaky breath and holds it as he watches her, violet eyes nearly black. “Do you trust me?” His question is electrifying, causing the blood in her veins to heat up. She nods slowly.

Much too trusting, Lucien thinks, if only she knew…

He pushes these thoughts away and presses a quick kiss against her lips before undoing his belt. Before she could ask what he’s doing, she feels warm leather wrap around her wrists. “Lucien…” Her hands are bound with his belt and he pulls her arms over her head.

“I’ll make you feel good, kitten,” he promises as he trails fiery kisses across her collarbone. “Like no one else ever did,” his words are muffled by her skin. He presses open-mouthed kisses on her chest, and she inhales. Lucien smiles as he slowly takes one of her breasts into his mouth, tongue running circles around the nipple. He makes a noise of approval when it receives sufficient stimulation. Lucien descends upon her other breast and she moans breathily. “You sound so nice,” he murmurs, voice muffled by her breast as he teases the sensitive skin, and it pebbles under his touch. He moves downward, tongue washing a lazy stripe across her belly and she shudders. “I’ve thought about this all night,” Lucien whispers when he reaches her inner thighs. “Actually I’ve thought about this for many nights. But particularly tonight,” he laps close to her heat and her breaths hitch. “I’ve thought about the way you would taste; how would you look when you’re in the throes of pleasure, pleasure that I have given you.” He doesn’t give her time to react to his words before he buries his head between her legs

“Lucien!” The sudden movement makes her jerk in surprise, but the belt prevents her from releasing her arms. Lucien holds her down as he pushes his tongue into her, and she moans helplessly.

“You taste absolutely divine, kitten,” his low voice is electrifying and sends sparks throughout her entire body. “Just like the way I imagined.”

She bucks into his mouth and he growls approvingly, fingers digging into her hips. His tongue delves faster, and her moans get steadily louder. “Lu-please, please.” She’s begging and Lucien doesn’t hesitate to suck at her swollen clit with relish.

Lucien works his tongue sinfully and she’s positively keening, “I need you to come into my mouth, kitten,” he says as her thighs begin to shake, squeezing his head. “Come on.”

He nips at her clit and all of a sudden, she’s coming hard, Lucien’s name spilling out in a broken cry from her lips. Lucien licks her quivering slit obscenely as she turns into a trembling mess.

“Beautiful,” Lucien breathes. He doesn’t give her time to relax before he’s sliding two tapered fingers into her wet folds, tongue lapping lazily at her sensitive nub.

“Lucien-ah!” She arches off the bed as he furiously pumps his fingers in and out of her. Her wrists strain against their bindings only to struggle helplessly with nowhere to go.

“I have to say, this is better than my imagination,” Lucien’s voice is deep, seductive, and lazy even.

“Lucien!” She whimpers and her walls clench on his fingers.

“You want to come?” Lucien tongues her clit, “Then come for me, beautiful girl.”

As if his command was a spell, Lucien watches, enraptured as she falls apart again, her fluttering walls clenching and unclenching his fingers. Her eyes rolling back in pleasure, her body arches only to fall back down onto the sheets. Lucien’s name is the only thing on her lips as she pants, dazed and quivering.

He quickly sheds his pants and crawls back to her, taking the incoherent girl in his arms. “You’re perfect,” he whispers before flipping her onto her stomach. “You’re perfect in every way.” He cages her in with his body and presses soft kisses along her shoulders. “Beautiful. I am forever awed by you,” He punctuates every word with a kiss.

She feels his throbbing length at her backside, and she whimpers, “Lu-Lucien…”

“Tell me you want me, kitten, tell me you want only me.” Lucien whispers into her as he hooks an arm under her stomach and holds her upright against him.

“I…want only you,” she gasps, hips unconsciously grinding against his cock and Lucien hisses.

“Good,” Lucien sounds pleased, “You don’t want to make me jealous again, kitten.”

That was the warning she receives before Lucien sheathes himself fully in her wet folds and she moans lowly, arching into Lucien’s chest.

“God…” Lucien bites back a curse as he begins to move, “You feel so good.”

She whimpers at the praise, hips struggling to keep pace with Lucien’s thrusts. “Lucien…Lucien…”

“Let it out, kitten,” Lucien growls into her ear as his other hand reaches between her legs, “Let me know who’s making you feel this good, who’s fucking you like this.” Every savage roll of his hips accompanies every word.

“Lucien!” She cries out, knowing that every thrust brings her closer to destruction.

“That’s right,” He hisses as he laps at her pressure point, “Only I can make you feel this good.”

The girl is sobbing and nodding deliriously as Lucien rams into her. “Yes-yes… only you… Lucien…” She’s chanting incoherently. “Please, please,” she doesn’t even know what she is begging for at this point.

Lucien pinches her swollen nub and suddenly the coil in her stomach springs free. She’s crying as she comes, her orgasm ripping through her body in pure pleasure. She falls against Lucien’s chest, the only thing keeping her upright was Lucien’s arm around her waist. “Beautiful,” Lucien whispers as he sits back, taking her with him. “You have no idea how beautiful you look right now, undone because of me.” He leans back and spins the boneless girl to face him. “You’re absolutely perfect, beautiful butterfly,” He murmurs reverently. “You’re mine. Mine alone.”

She only nods as her chest heaves. “Y-yours…” she chokes out.

Lucien rearranges her legs, so she was straddling him and pulls her tied hands to rest on his shoulders. Without warning, he grabs her hips and slips his cock within her folds again. A sharp cry escapes from her as he brings her hips down on his.

“Lucien… please,” she’s moaning as he repeatedly thrusts upward into her, fucking hiccupping sobs from her.

“Come for me, kitten,” he growls as he holds her limp body against his chest. She’s too far gone to respond and shakes her head weakly as her body trembles from Lucien’s merciless onslaught. “You can do it,” he grits out, “Come for me. Only me.”

“Lu…” she chokes out, unable to form complete words. “Please,” The plea falls on deaf ears as Lucien relentlessly impales her on his cock. “I can’t…” Her words end with a broken sob.

“You can,” Lucien hisses as she clenches deliciously around his cock. “You’re doing so well, taking my cock like this…” He whispers praises as he continues to abuse her oversensitive bundle of nerves. “Won’t you come for me, butterfly? I want to feel you coming on my cock.” Lucien’s fond voice belies the filthy words.

“Lucien…Lucien…” she babbles his name in incomprehensible moans, head lolling to the side. Lucien follows her head and captures her gasping mouth in a heated kiss.

“Come for me, butterfly. Come. For. Me.”

And suddenly her body seizes before she trembles violently, the full force of her orgasm tipping her into Lucien’s chest as she twitches from the sheer pleasure coursing through her body. Lucien languidly fucks her through her orgasm as he presses kisses into her temple. Gasping, she struggles for breath, utterly boneless.

“You did such a good job,” Lucien groans into her hair as his hips slowly comes to a stop. He sits up and gently flips them so she’s on her back. Lucien removes the belt binding her wrists together. “You…are so beautiful…” he whispers as he leans down to press his lips everywhere he can reach. Lucien cups her face carefully, as if afraid she’d break, his thumbs swiping across her tearstained cheeks. “You are entirely perfect…So kind…So caring…You leave me in absolute awe.” The praises rain down like his kisses.

Shakily, she opens her eyes as Lucien’s words register themselves slowly in her dazed mind. He watches her, a look of unmistakable tenderness is on his face. “Lu…Lucien…” she pants as she reaches her freed wrists towards him. He leans in closer so she can wrap her arms around his neck.

“Do you know why I was away for all these weeks?” Lucien murmurs as she tries to kiss him sloppily. She mouths aimlessly at his chin, his neck and Lucien continues. “It was because I was scared and overwhelmed of my feelings for you…”

The hushed confession bade her pause, her eyes widening. “Lucien…” she whispers shakily and raises a hand to cup his face.

Lucien nuzzles into her touch, pressing soft kisses to her fingertips. “I’m…not a good man,” he says haltingly, and she opens her mouth to object, but Lucien shakes his head at her. “I’ve never pretended to be a good man in the first place…I didn’t have…good intentions….I don’t deserve you…”

“Stop,” she says, and Lucien closes his eyes, sighing. “Lucien. Stop.”

“You’re much too trusting,” Lucien murmurs and there is a touch of self-deprecation.

“Don’t say that again,” she implores, “You know how I feel about you. You know I made my choice.”

There is a light chuckle as Lucien opens his eyes again and she is floored by the infinite amount of love that pools in those violet irises. “You didn’t let me finish,” Lucien smiles, reaching up to caress her hair. “I may not be a good man, but what I feel for you…is absolutely sincere. That is something you can count on.” He says those words with finality, leaving no room for argument.

“Lucien…” she whispers and her eyes are teary again. He presses his forehead against hers, inhaling her scent.

“I’m sorry I got carried away…The thought of someone else having you…the thought of you looking at someone else…” Lucien’s voice drops off apologetically.

It’s her turn to shake her head as she embraces him tighter. “Lucien…I’m yours…I’m all yours…”

Lucien’s voice is hoarse with emotion as he speaks, pressing her into the mattress gently, “Then allow me to have you, to love you…”

“Absolutely,” She whispers against his lips and he begins to move, their fingers interlacing with each other as he sets a slow pace.

With every thrust he drives into her, she feels the amount of Lucien’s love for her. With every kiss he gasps against her lips, she knows that the kisses were cementing Lucien’s love, sealing his love deep within every inch of her, a secret branding that only the two of them know.

She comes first with Lucien’s name leaving her lips and she holds onto Lucien as he pants. His hips stutter to a stop as he gasps her name, spilling heat deep within her.

“I love you…I love you…” She murmurs when Lucien slumps forward into her, panting into her neck.

He shakily reaches for her as he rolls onto his back, taking a moment to catch his breath. And when he speaks, his voice is full of raw and pure emotion.

“I know I don’t deserve you…I’m not going to be any greedier and ask for forever, but…can I trouble you to stay with me at least a little longer?”

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euphoricsunflowers · 4 years

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control - yoo kihyun (kinktober day 2)

a/n: i might make the dom readers and writers lowkey angry for a hot second but dw i promise it’s all good.

word count: 0.5k

content: switching (ends how you think it’ll end this is a dom reader blog), pretty light cuz there’s not smut, we choke him for a hot second, dirty talk, y/n asks if he wants to stop but he obvi doesn’t.

taglist: @skjdln

kihyun was the kind of person who liked to be in control. just in everything. letting other people lead, especially when they had to work as a team, always made him uneasy. that usually translated to your sex life, but maybe it was time for something different.

“come here, baby,” he murmurs softly, and you settle comfortably in his lap while he was doing his work. he runs his fingers through your hair absentmindedly, “i don’t know about you, but i had a really long day. do you think you could help me with that?”

“actually, ki... i was hoping we could try something different tonight,” you mumble, and he raises an eyebrow.

“oh? what did you want to do?”

“let me dom.”

he falls silent, and you’re ready for hell, but then he nods, “alright.”

“alright?”

“yeah, go for it,” he says with a small smirk, and oh how determined you are to wipe that off his face. you pull him by his collar to kiss him roughly, moving his laptop out of the way to straddle his hips. his hands find your waist and settle comfortably.

you start to kiss lower, leaving small love bites on his neck while his hands fall lower. his fingers brush your clothed sex and you shudder, obviously not expecting the feeling. he smirks again, “oh, baby, did you really think you could dom me? that’s adorable—”

“shut up,” you whisper in his ear, your hand finds his neck and tightens. immediately he’s stunned into silence, looking at you with prey-like eyes, “oh that’s so much better. you’re so much prettier with your mouth shut, kiki.”

he unexpectedly whimpers at your words, surprising both of you. honestly, you weren’t expecting him to be into it at all. you were so ready to just leave the relationship because there was no way you could live out how ever long you’d spend with him without domming at all.

“oh ki, i had no idea you liked this, why didn’t you tell me?”

“i-i, please, i-i don’t—”

“don’t what?” you ask, suddenly softer, “don’t want this? we can stop at any time—“

“no! oh god no, please don’t stop!” he yells out breathlessly.

you’re incredibly not used to him begging, but you never want him to stop, “oh? you like being under me? you like me in control?”

he nods desperately. you’d think he’d be blushing like crazy, but he’s far too gone to care, “p-please, make me cum, y/n.”

“of course baby, just lay back and relax.”

#monsta x #sub monsta x #mx #sub mx #monsta x x reader #kihyun x reader #yoo kihyun x reader #sub kihyun #sub yoo kihyun #sub kihyun x reader #monsta x drabbles #monsta x reactions #monsta x fanfic #monsta x fic #kinktober #kinktober 2020

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purple-cat-demon · 4 years

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Operation: Paizuri

Genre: smut, NSFW

Paring: Gavin x Hazel

Warnings: unprotected sex, titty fuck

Word count: 1,555

For Kinktober Day 17

Three (or more) some | master/slave | titfucking

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The sounds of message alerts started to mildly irritate the tired officer as he rose from his chair at the dining room table. In three quick strides he was behind his darling wife who was seated on the couch, feverishly typing away at her phone. Now, Gavin knew it wasn’t right to peek over someone’s shoulder to view what they’re reading, but the amount of message dings had him super curious. He spied a text conversation with Kiki, or rather the tail end of it, with Hazel typing,

‘Operation: Paizuri is a Go!”

He stepped back a bit before launching his question.

“What is Operation Paizuri?”

Hazel nearly jumped out of her skin while scrambling to catch and hide her phone.

“What are you, a damn ninja?!”

She shot an embarrassed glare over her shoulder towards her lovely husband. He walked over and crouched down in front of her, smirking a little.

“Well, stealth was part of my tactical training so, yeah, I guess I am~”

Hazel’s face reddened even more at his smug expression.

“So back to my question: ‘what is Operation: Paizuri?’”

“Uh, um, well…,” she stuttered, “it’s something I’ve wanted to try with you for some time..,” her voice trailed off.

“Oh? I’m surprised you’d want to do that.”

Hazel cocked her head to the side in somewhat disbelief that her husband would know what a Paizuri was.

“You know what that is?”

Gavin rolled his eyes, the tips of ears flushed ever so slightly.

“Bold of you to assume I haven’t seen my fair share of hentai,” he said as he got up from his spot. Hazel’s eyes widened at the sudden confession.

“Minor?”

She thought that Minor would be the only one who would show hentai to Gavin, but his answer shocked her even further.

“Yes, Minor… and Eli.”

Hazel mentally dismissed Minor (though she would have a nice chat with him later), but ELI was another story entirely. She was damn near close to texting him that moment until Gavin confiscated her phone.

“Easy there, tiger. It was a long time ago and he regrets it.”

Gavin purposely failed to mention that he and Eli got in some trouble for having hentai material on STF grounds.

“So when are we going to try this technique out,” he asked, tossing her phone back to her; a playful glint in his eyes. She flushed a bright red.

“We could try it now if you’d like,” Hazel leaned back on the couch, pondering a bit, then launched a question.

“What would be more comfortable for you? Sitting, standing or laying down?”

“Uh, sitting, maybe? I feel like I would collapse if I stood and laying down might be harder on you.”

Hazel stood up and took her husband’s hand, leading him to the bedroom, her heart racing. As if sensing her heart going crazy, Gavin put his arms around her.

“If you’re not comfortable right now, we can do this another day,” he assured her, nuzzling into her neck. She giggled from the love bites that trailed down her neck to her shoulder. Hazel turned to face her darling husband while still in his embrace.

“I’m okay, my love. I’m just trying to figure out how to go about it in my head.”

“Take your time, love”

Wriggling out of his embrace, Hazel headed over to her nightstand and opened the bottom drawer. After rifling through the pjs, she pulled out a small bottle of lube, a water based brand. She had bought it a couple of months ago with this ‘Operation: Paizuri’ in mind. When she turned around, Gavin had already taken off his shirt, his hand reaching over to check out the little bottle. As soon as she handed him the bottle, she took her shirt and bra off. He sat down on the edge of the bed while reading the bottle’s label, not noticing his wife settling in between his legs at first. Her sudden appearance startled him a bit; he then handed the bottle back to her.

“Wait, maybe you should hold onto it. This way you can use how much or how little you might need, yeah?”

“Good point,” he replied, stroking her cheek.

She had a sly look on her face as she raised herself up to give him a kiss. His hands roamed around her chest as she kissed him; the sensation causing his pants to become almost unbearably tight. Hazel’s stomach brushed against the hardness, signaling her to start the main event. She broke off the kiss and had him stand up. Gavin hissed at how slow she was going in taking off his pants and boxers. His length sprung forth as she had him sit back down, nestling it between her breasts as he did. She looked up at him expectantly, waiting for him to pour on the lube. At first, he only poured a little, thinking it would suffice. The painful friction that was created proved otherwise. A look of discomfort flashed across Gavin’s face, causing Hazel to stop suddenly.

“Too much?”

“N-no, not enough of this,” he replied, holding up the bottle of lube.

Hazel went back to her position and awaited more lube to be poured over her cleavage. She resumed pumping and massaging his length between her breasts; feeling much better for the both of them after more lube was applied. It felt almost velvet like between her breasts. A light flush began from his neck to his face as she looked up at him through her auburn fringe, his heart racing at the sight.

‘This is feeling really, really good…we should have done thi-..!’

Gavin’s breath hitched as Hazel stuck her tongue out over the head, licking at the little beads of precum. What he wasn’t prepared for was her taking the tip into her mouth, and swirling it with her tongue. He gripped the edge of the bed tightly, his leg muscles tensing up as his release was fast approaching.

“H-hazel, I-..,” before he could properly warn her, he came hard in her mouth, with some dribbling out onto her cleavage. She choked a little but managed to swallow the majority of it. Gavin leaned over to the nightstand and grabbed a couple of tissues, gently wiping her face of his essence.

“Well, how was that,” she asked after he finished cleaning her up. He blushed a little, feeling a smidge embarrassed at how good that really felt.

“I definitely wouldn’t mind doing that again in the future. If you’re okay with it, that is.”

Hazel smiled up at her husband.

“For sure I’d do it again. It got me all hot and bothered~”

“Oh?”

“Mhm,” she got up, took his hand and placed it to her panties. His widened in shock at how wet she was; he tugged at the infernal piece of clothing.

“Take‘em off,” he rasped.

She slowly and seductively pulled them down, earning her a low, guttural moan of approval from her husband. Motioning for him to get on the bed, she soon followed after, crawling on top of him. Her folds slid against his already hardening length, another moan escaped from her husband. Lightly grabbing hold of his length, she positioned it to her aching entrance; then slowly sank down on it, both gasping in pleasure at the sensation. Gavin managed to sit up by bracing himself with his left arm while his right wrapped around Hazel. Forgetting about the lube that had been poured on her chest, he went to kiss her breasts, instantly regretting it.

“That… did not taste good…,” he sputtered.

“I imagine not,” she snorted.

Abandoning her chest area, he moved up to her neck, playfully nibbling at the soft skin of the crook. This sped up Hazel’s hip rolling, causing her walls to constrict over the throbbing member. She felt Gavin’s thigh muscles tense under her hands.

“Touch yourself…,” he whispered in her ear. Hazel’s hand drifted lightly over his leg to her mound, then dipped to find that little bundle of nerves. As she traced circles on it, her walls fluttered and constricted even more. A couple of hard thrusts from her husband sent her over the edge with a shuddered scream. Gavin brought her close to his chest suddenly as he found his release soon after her. Hazel wrapped her arms around her husband’s neck, breathing heavily as she came down from her high. Gavin slumped his head into the crook of his wife’s neck. Moaning a bit as his breathing evened out. He peppered her neck with light kisses, moving to her jawline, then to her lips. Tucking a little of her hair behind her ear, Gavin gazed into Hazel’s half lidded eyes.

“How did I get so lucky to have you in my life?”

Hazel giggled and pressed her forehead to his, kissing the tip of his nose.

“Hmmm, I wonder…,” was all she responded with before climbing off. They both headed to the bathroom to clean up properly and ready for bed.

“I might’ve liked that position you were in a little too much, my love~,” Hazel mentioned to her already sleepy husband.

“Hm. Yeah, I could get used to that too…,” he agreed, voice trailing off due to fatigue. Locked in an embrace, the young couple drifted off to a peaceful sleep.

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Okay so my trigger happy fingers posted this 6 days earlier than anticipated.... So enjoy my thirsty peeps~

#mlqc #mlqc gavin #mr love queen's choice #love and producer #mr love gavin #gavin #恋与制作人 #mr love #bai qi #mr love game #mlqc gavin smut #pcd writes

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kurokoros · 3 years

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Requests: [OPEN]

Updated: 11/19/2020

Bungou Stray Dogs

One-Shot

Untitled | Dazai fucks Mori’s pretty assistant over his desk. [mafia!dazai x reader]

Untitled | Atsushi accidentally witnesses something he shouldn’t have, leading to an awkward misunderstanding. [dazai x reader]

Untitled | You play strip poker with Chuuya. He keeps the hat. [chuuya x reader]

Multi-Part (20K-100K)

Untitled | canon compliant crime thriller [dazai x reader]

Multi-Chapter (100K+)

Untitled | canon compliant series rewrite with a twist. [dazai x oc]

Haikyuu!!

One-Shot

Untitled | fullmetal alchemist!au [iwaizumi x reader]

Multi-Part (20K-100K)

andante | whisper of the heart!au [akaashi x reader]

apricity | kiki’s delivery service!au [hinata x reader]

cattail | the cat returns!au [kuroo x reader]

for you, the stars | castle in the sky!au [bokuto x reader]

foxfire | howl’s moving castle!au [oikawa x reader]

ghosts in snow | princess mononoke!au [kageyama x reader]

paper moon | spirited away!au [iwaizumi x reader]

i hope you feel blue (less than i do) | enemies/reluctant friends to lovers!au [oikawa x reader]

Untitled | The Nekoma first years play matchmaker for you and Kuroo. [kuroo x reader]

Untitled | idiots to lovers!au [iwaizumi x reader]

Untitled | yokai!au [kuroo x reader(?)]

Untitled | labyrinth!au [oikawa x reader]

Untitled | Your cat keeps stealing Kuroo’s underwear. [kuroo x reader]

Multi-Chapter (100K+)

n/a

My Hero Academia

One-Shot

kinktober day 16 | [dabi x reader]

Untitled | [kitsune!shouto x reader] - request

Multi-Part (20K-100K)

appetence | A mission to track down a villain leaves you and Bakugou in a rather… compromising situation. It’s going to be a long twenty-four hours. [bakugou x reader]

the babysitter | You agree to watch Eri for your uncle Aizawa. He forgets to tell you about the hot young man currently living in his basement. [shinsou x reader]

these desperate times (call for desperate measures) | idiots to lovers/modern!au [kaminari x reader]

Multi-Chapter (100K+)

Crossfire | todoroki family mafia!au [touya x oc; shouto x oc]

#rivendell101.wips

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p-antomime · 2 years

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— minors don’t interact.

— wc: 1K.

content + warnings: 18+, including: dom!todoroki touya, dry humping, public sex, exhibitionism, step-cest, voice kink, manipulation, mention of fingering & masturbation, voyeurism, names calling, coercion, dub-con, dark content.

pairings: step-bro!dabi x fem!reader.

my kinktober list.

Touya leaned one of his hands on the transparent part of the subway door and put the other on his step-sister's waist, giving it a gentle squeeze and playing with the waistband of her short skirt before leaning his chest against her back and resting his face on one of her shoulders. Anyone who saw the two of them would no doubt say that it was just a random couple taking advantage of the subway ride to watch the images of a dusky Tokyo passing through the windows and the transparency of the door they were leaning against, but, oh no, Dabi had other plans for today, especially when Enji was trying harder than usual to keep the two of you apart in your weeks, he said your older brother was a bad influence.

And he was not at all wrong.

— Stop it, Touya. — You whispered, turning your head away from his face and leaning your hands on the door as a way to steady yourself now that your older brother had cut off your access to the metal bars on the sides of the seats and the doors of the subway.

— Or what? — Dabi answered and held you in place using his hand on your hip and beginning to rub his cock against the curve of your ass slowly. — I haven't even touched you for over three weeks because that old man is always watching you, but you still chose to go out with me today. — His nose sank into the curve of your neck inhaling copious amounts of the perfume you always wore and a shiver ran down your spine as your thighs pressed against each other. — I missed you, you know? Didn't you miss me? — You swallowed hard, trying to focus your eyes outside the doors without being brave enough to look around to see if anyone was paying attention to the two of you.

— How could I have missed you when we live together? — Touya increased the force of the thrusts against yours ass and yours shoulders shrugged in shame at feeling aroused by the actions of your step-brother.

— Don't play dumb with me, pretty girl. — Dabi squeezed yours hips a little harder before letting a hoarse moan escape in your ear, and again yours thighs pressed against each other as the bottom of the panties began to gradually get wetter and wetter as his thrusts became stronger and more aggressive as he rubbed his covered and painfully wedged cock against your body. — Last week I could hear the sound of your fingers slipping in and out of you in the middle of the night, you're not the quietest person in the world and you shouldn't leave your bedroom door open either. Someone might end up walking down the hall and see your degrading actions, you know?

An amused laugh escaped his lips as his body pulled yours to the side when the subway door opened and there were several people coming and going. It didn't take long for the two of you to return to your original position leaning against the door and Touya continuing to rub himself against you, your skirt almost lifting too dangerously.

— Tell me, were you thinking about me while his fingers were deep inside you? Thinking that your fingers were mine?

— I remember locking my door, Touya. — Your voice was now nothing more than a whisper, and your head leaned against the subway door as a way to try to hide the unregulated breathing.

— Maybe someone opened it. — Dabi replied, sticking out his tongue and licking a small part of your neck only to see you put your hand over your mouth to suppress a moan. — And why are you calling me "Touya", hm? What happened to "Onii-chan"? — His hand on your hip forced you to move your body against his with your ass rolling against his boner.

— I-I... — Your mind tried to think clearly, Touya's heavy, hot breath pounding against your neck making your concentration and focus melt away more and more and the only thing you could think was how you needed to have your own step-brother's cock buried deep inside your pussy the same way it had been the first time the two of you had kissed in his bedroom on a mid-week dawn and he had said he was "just going to put the tip in”. — I w-won't call you that, Touya, it's embarrassing.

— Embarrassing? You're an embarrassment, I'm an embarrassment, we're together, isn't it romantic? — You denied it with your head, biting your lower lip hard, thinking that a little pain would distract you from the pleasure eating away at your core. — And you didn't think it was "shameful" to call me Onii-chan when I was fucking you on the living room couch last month, did you? Nor when I had my fingers deep inside your pussy in the bathroom that day your friends came over.

— Stop, Touya! We should… — He pulled you away from the subway door again as soon as you both reached the other station only to return to the same starting position as soon as it closed.

— Stop? — Touya completed your sentence before denying it with his head. — If you wanted me to stop, you would have walked away from the start, I never forced you into anything. — His hips continued to thrust against your ass, and from the erratic movements of your older step-brother, you could tell he was about to cum in his own underwear.

And with a particularly tighter grip on your hips, forcing your body down as his went up, Dabi actually ended up cumming in his pants with a low, hoarse moan interspersed by his rapid breathing and you desperately needed to balance on his arm that was propped against the subway door by not trusting your own legs. Just the knowledge that your older step-brother was cumming because of you was enough to make your panties soaked and thighs press harder against each other in a failed attempt to get friction.

— Look at you, trying to relieve yourself without my help. — Touya whispered against your ear, staring at you with narrowed eyes, still breathing heavily. — Can you cum before we get home in about three seasons? — His hand went back to playing with the waistband of your skirt with no hurry or concern.

You mentally cursed him and swallowed hard, looking over your shoulder at him with shame burning inside your core.

— M-May… I borrow your hand... please?

— No. — Touya replied even as he slowly slipped his hand under your skirt.

#mha smut #bnha smut #dabi smut #bnha dabi #bnha todoroki #todoroki touya #bnha touya #touya smut #touya x reader #tw.dubcon #tw.coercion #tw.stepcest #tw.dark content #kiki kinktober #kinktober #bnha kinktober

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claudeng80 · 3 years

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Kinktober drabbles masterpost

Each drabble is listed with selected prompt and pairing - this will be updated as the list is filled out.

Day 1: Gags, Obiyuki

Day 2: Balcony Sex, Obiyuki

Day 3: Nudes, Obiyuki

Day 4: Face-sitting, Obiyuki

Day 5: Size Difference, Obiyuki

Day 6: Lactation, Obiyuki

Day 7: Cunnilingus, Hakizana

Day 8: Corset, Obiyuki

Day 9: Knife Play, Obiyuki

Day 10: Lingerie, Obiyuki

Day 11: Spanking, Shirayuki/Raji

Day 12: Orgy/Drunken Sex, Obiyuki

Day 13: Roleplay, Zenyuki

Day 14: Stranger Sex, Obiyuki

Day 15: Masturbation, Obiyuki

Day 16: Macro/Micro, Suzuri

Day 17: Tickling, Obiyuki

Day 18: Hair-pulling, Kiki/Hisame

Day 19: Nipple Play, Suzuri

Day 20: Stockings, Zen/Kihal

Day 21: Cock-warming, reader/?

Day 22: Threesome, Kiki/Mitsuhide/Hisame

Day 23: Cross-dressing, Obiyuki

Day 24: Collaring, Obiyuki

Day 25: Age Play, Obiyuki

Day 26: Uniforms, Mitsukiki

Day 27: Groping, Hakizana

Day 28: Shibari, Suzuri

Day 29: Worshipping, Obiyuki

Day 30: Aftercare, Obiyuki

Day 31: ?, Obiyuki

#fanfic #kinkdrabbles2020 #masterpost

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op-peccatori · 5 years

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True Disaster (NSFW) | MLQC Lucien | Kinktober (October 2nd)

Prompts: October 2nd: Asphyxiation || Orgasm denial/edging || Public

KINKTOBER IS HERE and I’m liviiiiing. @alloveroliver thank you, thank you, thank youuuu for organizing and hosting Kinktober!!

Fandom: Mr Love: Queen’s Choice

Pairing: Lucien/Reader

Rating: 18+

Warnings: explicit smut, unprotected sex, oral (female), orgasm denial, (semi?) public sex, overstimulation, sex toy (vibrator)

a/n: the title is from Tove Lo’s True Disaster. I believe this song applies to how I feel about Lucien perfectly. and I dearly hope I didn’t fuck it up during the editing

For the fifth time today, you’re wondering if this is worth it. It’s getting old.

You can barely concentrate on the pages in front of you, the letters blurring in and out of focus. Your breath is growing heavier, everyone’s voices loud in the background but still beyond your understanding. Your thighs squeeze together, a futile attempt to gain some friction, to ease the agony you’re being put through. Your coworkers have no idea anything is out of the ordinary, they have no idea you’re on the verge of losing your mind. And it’s all thanks to the man smiling angelically down at Anna while she thanks him for appearing on their special episode for Miracle Finder.

Sadistic bastard.

You would say he hasn’t even glanced your way, but you know that’s not true. You can feel him taking note of your reactions. Every drop of sweat that beads on your forehead, the slight tremble in your fingers, every moan you swallow with panic clearly visible in your eyes is observed by him. You can see how much he likes it, it’s clear in the dark glint in his eye. You can almost hear him purring with delight.

Your boyfriend is an evil man. It’s a part of his charm.

You wonder how no one can hear the buzzing in your body. You can feel it down to your toes, but it’s centred below your belly. Sending pulses that threaten to overwhelm you. It’s absent right now, but every once in awhile his eyes would dart to you and decide you haven't been tortured enough.

Just a little more, baby. Can you do it for me?

And so it would increase, pulling you under the surface but never letting you drown. It’s breaking you down inch by inch, a hand around your ankle dragging you into madness. Putting you right where he wants you.

Good girl.

It takes you a few seconds to realize someone was calling your name. You glance up to see another regular on the show, Kim. The singer. Kiki, Willow and Minor have agreed that while he wasn’t quite on Kiro’s level, the singer was very good-looking. His aloof and reserved personality only added to his appeal. You just hope he doesn't notice the twitching.

“Hi, Kim! Sorry, I’ve been...a little out of it, you laugh nervously. “What were you saying?” The man, bless him, just gave you a small smile before repeating himself.

“I just wanted to thank you for allowing me to be a part of the team,” he says, smiling a little wider at your protests. “I’m really glad I got to know everyone here. And you, of course. I’ve been a fan of Miracle Finder since I was a kid.”

And isn't that just so sweet?

You relax and smile back at him warmly, immediately engaging him in conversation about the common factor in your childhoods. He tells you how excited he was when he got a call from you, his usual reserved demeanour set aside. You miss his flushed cheeks and shy gaze completely, too busy telling him about your favourite episodes.

You’re distracted. And like a fool, you let your guard down.

“Um, I was wondering if you’re...seeing anyone,” he asks suddenly. You pause, blinking at the sudden question, a something nervous churning in your stomach.

“Huh?“ He seems oddly encouraged by your response.

“Yes, I actually wanted to ask if you’d like to get a coffee or something soon,” he confesses with a ghost of a laugh. Just as you’re done processing this, your mouth opens and the only sound you manage is something resembling a strangled tone because it’s started up again. Not low, not steady–it’s insistent, working the walls of your core ruthlessly. Your eyes fly to Lucien in panic, but he’s not looking at you. You hold on to the edge of the table, mouth open and eyes wide.

No. No no no.

Kim calls your name, concern in his voice.

“Right, um. I’m sorry, but I’m afraid,” you say and gasp, your smile shaky. “I’m afraid that won’t be possible.” His face falls but before he can say a word, you squeak something about the bathroom and fling yourself out of the chair, rushing out of the conference room. Your journey to your office is shaky at best, the wave building with each step you take. You fall to your knees with a low cry as the door closes behind you. You can’t touch yourself, because he’ll know. You can only pray that this time, he’ll let you finish.

“Oh God.”

Your hands are clenched in the pale blue carpet, your knuckles white. Your teeth are digging into your lip painfully. Your walls flutter, and you’re so close. It’s been over two hours since you started this game, your confidence in winning it non-existent after being denied for so long.

It was right there. And then it was gone again, snatched away from within reaching distance. You slump and whimper, the disappointment nearly unbearable.

“Fuck. Fuck fuck fu-“

“Well, isn’t this a sight?” came a voice you knew were all too familiar with. You look over your shoulder to see Lucien standing in the doorway, an infuriatingly innocent smile on his lips. His eyes are anything but. You take a deep, fortifying breath and fall on your ass, leaning back on your hands, as you pant. There are tears in your eyes.

“I hate you.” He locks the door behind him. His smile slips into a smirk and you couldn’t help but think there was something extremely filthy about it. You want to devour it, lick the curve of it and see if it still stays when you shove it into your sex. It probably would.

“Do you?” He coos, slipping his jacket off and draping it over a chair. He moves smoothly, without a care in the world, as if you aren’t trembling at his feet. He offers you a hand and you take it with a weepy glare, letting him pull you up. Your knees are weak, and you have to lean back against your desk to be able to remain standing up. If he were a less composed man, you just know he’d be laughing evilly. Instead, he watches you, your skin heated and gaze needy.

“So much. You’re trying to kill me,” you say with certainty. He grins at that, a hand on your thighs already, stroking the flesh there teasingly. He kisses your cheek, your neck, humming at the taste. ”And you're succeeding.”

“That’s a very serious accusation, darling,” he says, tone mocking but mostly suggestive. Your belly clenches in response. “What in the world would I do after killing you? How would I go on?”

You scoff, hyperaware of his long fingers hot on your skin. “With ease and the memories of torturing me to keep you warm at night, I’m sure.” You try to adjust your body so he would be closer to where you need him. He pinches the inner part of your thigh in response.

“I would wither away,” he sighs, stepping closer to you. He’s sincere but your frustration has reached its limit. You don’t have the patience for his dirty mind games, not right now. “I like the real thing far too much.”

“It doesn’t seem like it.”

“No?” He brings his other hand to your mouth, tracing your lower lip with a finger. You bite it and the sound that leaves his mouth could only be described as predatory. “But you know I’ll give you anything you want, don’t you? You need only ask for it.” Ask for it. You have troubling asking for it, but you also have trouble with not being allowed to come for this long.

Decisions, decisions.

“Then let me–“ you try to say, but are ultimately unable to finish. Lucien’s mask slips into something eager. “Let me...“

“Let you?” he asks slyly, the pads of his fingers teasing the edge of your underwear. Your head tilts back, watching him as he leans over you with a hand resting on the desk. Your heart races faster at him being so close after what feels like ages.

You remain quiet.

“Let you what?” He asks again, a whisper against your lips. His fingers dance over your clothed entrance, his pupils dilating when he feels just what he’s done to you without even touching you. One dips into your sex slightly and your walls contract. You’ll say anything to get him to give you what you need. “Use your words, babygirl.”

“Let me come,” you implore, mouth curving up when his hand stills, his eyes wide with surprise that you actually said it and gave in. You’re mildly embarrassed but mostly aching for him to touch you. He opens his mouth, probably to tease you a little more, because he’s an asshole – when you both hear someone calling your name. You ignore it, continuing. “Please, Lucien? Let me come. On your fingers, your cock, anythi-”

“____!”

It’s Kim.

‘Seriously?’

It doesn’t seem like he’s about to give up, his voice growing closer instead. The doorknob jiggles. Lucien and you stare at each other, breaths mingling. The look in his eyes is so electric, you chew on your lip nervously. And then he rips your underwear in half, stuffing its remains in his back pocket as you stumble.

“Lucien!” you whisper-scream. Honestly, he can be so jealous and petty. It pisses you off at times, but right now...you decide it’s working in your favour, because he’s pulling the vibrator out to replace it with his fingers, pushing your legs apart impatiently. Very out of character for him. You know it has everything to do with the guy outside, which has you terribly amused. “Maybe I should see what he needs–oh.“ You’re cut off by his fingers pushing their way into you, with Lucien not even bothering to start with one. There’s little resistance, and you might have thought to be self-conscious with how utterly wrecked you are, but you can’t think beyond the prize that’s suddenly within your reach.

Thank you, Kim!

“Oh, please, please please.” You cling to him, terrified of being left dangling from the edge again, your hips grinding into his hand. “I’m so close baby, just a little more.”

Lucien doesn’t say anything, his breath tickling the shell of your ear before his tongue sneaks out to trace it. Your hand comes up to rest on his broad shoulder, before slipping down to the fly of his pants. He’s wearing the black ones. A favourite of yours, mostly because of how they stretch over his backside. You had barely been able to look away every time his back was to you. Paired with his black turtleneck, it was positively sinful. And unhelpful.

You suppress a smile at his obvious bulge as you unzip his pants carefully, your fingers spreading over his briefs greedily as you palm him through them. He groans softly, biting down on your earlobe. Your fingers squeeze around him and you whimper. You can’t help but run a hand over his ass before you pull his briefs down, his cock leaking and stiff in your hands. Your lips quirk up at the feeling of him panting into your hair, and he kisses you urgently, his curling fingers making you moan and pull away.

You spit into your hand and wrap it around him, your palm warm and slick around his shaft. His tongue licks into your mouth again with increasing intensity.

The desk is uncomfortable beneath your back when he presses you into the surface, your stapler digging into your shoulder but it’s forgotten when his dick is slipping through your folds. The burn is satisfying, as is his low groan.

“Oh, you feel so good.” Your walls are clenching around him, your legs pulling him closer.

“You have – no idea how perfect you are.” He watches you arch your back with raw desire in his eyes. You have no thoughts to spare, just a deep hunger for him as he snaps his hips into yours, his fingers gripping your hips possessively. “Come on my cock. You’re – almost there baby, I’ve got you.” His words are a rumble that moves through your body. There’s no patience for softness, no sign of gentleness. He sets a harder pace, angling both your hips and hitting you just right, hand slipping down to your sex to finally throw you headfirst into darkness. The room is still spinning when it fades away, his cock still hard in you.

“I think I blacked out,” you croak, blinking repeatedly. He smiles down at you, a touch of wickedness to the curve of his mouth. He kisses you on the mouth, quick and hard, and then he’s pulling out of you and pulling a chair to take a seat. You have half a second to pray before your knees are pushed apart and his head is buried between your legs, tongue pushing through your slit, ravenous and precise. You can hear someone scream, only the rawness of your throat making you realise it’s you. His tongue is intent in the way he uses it, lapping at you and rubbing your swollen sex. It’s painful, you’re too sensitive but his lips are around your clit. The sounds you hear are obscene and you’re thrown into another orgasm, one you weren’t prepared for.

He doesn’t stop. You’re half gone by the time he stands up, his lips glistening with your own essence before he licks it off and his eyes are brimming with satisfaction.

“Beautiful.”

Your jaw is slack, your entire body seems to have dissolved onto the desk, your legs still trembling. Your hair is sticking to the back of your neck. His eyes don’t leave you as he strokes himself to completion, his seed spattering your abused sex like thick paint as a curse escapes his lips. Your slow smile is content and lazy, and still, he watches you.

There’s silence in the hall outside your office.

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