#kink prompts

[belliesandburps]

For the prompts: LEONA.

Burping in public

(grunts and hits his athletic chest) "Ugh...hate when they get stuck like that..."

"Mph...heartburn...(rubs his chest as a longer burp erupts out of him and leaves him huffing)...guhhh...pain in my ass..."

(casually picks his teeth) "Tch, hope you ain't expectin' an 'excuse me' or some crap..."

(licks his fangs) "Heh, still has a spicy aftertaste..."

"Ahhh...the hell're you lookin' at?"

"What? Never heard a burp before? Tch, prudish-ass herbivores..."

"Tch, see? THAT'S how it's done, you dumbasses. Now go do your stupidass burpin' contest somewhere else so I can nap or I'll eat every one'uh you..."

Post-Stuffing Burp

"Gruuuooohhhh, man...(caresses his bulging gut)...that felt good..."

"Ahhhh... (gives his big, churning belly a resounding SLAP)...how's THAT for a lion's roar?"

"Ohhh man...BWWWUUUUURRRRRP!!!! AAAAAAAUUUUURRRRRRAAAAAAAAPH!!!!!!!!! Ahhhhh, FINALLY...(pats his belly heavily)...that one was stuck forever..."

"Guhhhh, that was a big one...mph, herbivore...c'mere'n rub your king's belly, or I'll swallow ya whole...and don't think I won't. I just made a TON'uh room after that monster..."

"Damn, I'm gonna burst...(rubs his big, burbling belly with both hands and lazily lets out another long, throaty burp)"

Nauseous Burps

"Urrrrgh...man, my belly's killin' me...(rubs his stomach firmly as a painful burp erupts out of him)"

"Mph...(clutches his stomach tightly and pushes a fist against his mouth)...that one didn't feel great..."

(rubbing his belly as it gurgles aggressively) "Ugh...feel like I'm gonna puke...uuuuUUUOOOoooorrrph...oOOoohhhhhh fuck..."

(grips his knees and hunches forward) "...Grruuuooohhh, I...(grimaces before letting out another thick belch, followed by a much wetter one right after that)...ffffffuuuuuuuck...there's so much more in my gut...(pats his belly firmly as it bubbles in response...knocking loose an even bigger burp that gurgles heavily at the end and makes him clutch his mouth nauseously)"

Kink-Tease Burps

"Ahhhhh...(blows his gas in your face)...heh, y'like that, Pervivore?"

"Heh, keep rubbin' and I'll give ya a REAL good one..."

"Tch, stupid herbivore'n your lame-ass fetish...you have any idea how much more fun this could be if you humans weren't so tame?"

(slowly rubs his bare stomach) "Mmmmm...lot more where that came from, Herbivore...give it a lil push...(guides your hand right above his bellybutton and presses your hand down against his warm belly...before expelling a HUGE belch right in your face)"

"Haaaahhhh...(sniffs the air and smirks)...heh, that monster got'cha all hot'n bothered, did it?"

"Heh, better get used to that smell, Herbivore...(pins you down and licks his lips)...cuz where yer goin'...it ain't gonna get much better.."

(palms his gut firmly) "Mph...that ain't all of it...(sucks in a deep breath, and immediately expels a large belch, then takes another short breath and burps aggressively again, before taking in several gulps of air, grabbing you by the chin, and expelling the biggest, longest belch he can muster RIGHT in your face for a good seven seconds straight) Ahhhhhhhhh...hehehe...yer welcome, ya lil freak..."

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[airaibunny]

MISC SMUT PROMPTS

1. “no underwear? did you plan this?”

2. “are you just going to watch?”

3. “but the cameras” - “they can’t see us from this angle, if you can stay still”

4. “you’re such a needy girl”

5. “you just keep doing what you’re doing”

6. “you’re fucking soaked”

7. “you make me so wet”

8. “can i ask you for something?”

9. “please don’t think i’m weird for this…”

10. “does that turn you on?”

11. “i need your fingers”

12. “say/do it like you mean it”

13. “scream my name while you cum”

14. “call me mommy”

15. “touch yourself, i want to watch”

16. “on your knees”

17. “turn around”

18. “bend over”

19. “spread your legs”

20. “open wider”

21. “sit on my thigh/face/etc”

22. “lift your leg”

23. “i’m bored, let’s play”

24. “i can see you staring at my tits/thigh/ass”

25. “harder”

26. “it’s my turn now”

27. “i didn’t mean to call you that, i’m sorry” - “no! don’t apologize, i liked it…”

28. “spank me”

29. “choke me”

30. “bite me”

31. “you can practice on me”

32. “this is a one time thing”

33. “i thought you said it was a one time thing?”

34. “we can’t do this”

35. “i ordered us something”

36. “that looks too big”

37. “you bought a vibrator?”

38. “sit here”

39. “while standing?”

40. “give me your hand”

41. “i’m/it’s all over your chin”

42. “do you think about me when you touch yourself?”

43. “why are you being so shy? it’s not like i haven’t already seen all of you”

44. “you’re so spoiled”

45. “can we use a toy?”

46. “can i use a toy on you?”

47. “just like that”

48. “nobody can know about this, okay?”

49. “how are you so close already?”

50. “i can see how wet you are through your shorts”

51. “can you be quick?”

52. “please, i’ll finish fast”

53. “use your mouth”

54. “why do you get so shy when i use that word?”

55. “where do you want me to touch you?” - “down there…” - “you have to say the word”

56. “on the counter/table/etc?”

57. “have you seen the things the the fans write about you and *other member*?”

58. “pull my hair”

59. “open your mouth”

60. “you’re such a messy girl”

61. “take off your underwear” - “but, there’s other people here” - “they won’t see you, there’s an entire table here”

62. “open your eyes”

63. “look at me while you cum”

64. “do you want me to use my fingers/mouth?”

65. “do you want to join me?”

66. “how bad do you want it?”

67. “it’s too late for this” - “you don’t have to do anything, just stay laying down”

68. “can you stay quiet if i take this call?”

69. “we could get kicked out for this”

70. “don’t make me say it, you know what i want”

71. “you’re so annoying” - “would i still be annoying eating you out?”

72. “put your leg over my shoulder”

73. “there’s no one else here, be louder”

74. “i’m going to fuck you against the windows, i want everyone to see how good you are for me”

75. “stop being gentle”

76. “you can’t leave marks”

77. “we are not doing this standing, there’s a bed right there”

78. “do you like it when i spank you?”

79. “use my thigh”

80. “if you hate me so much, why are you letting me do this?”

81. “you’re really telling me to stop while both of your hands are in my shirt?”

82. “i still hate you”

83. “this is just sex, no strings”

84. “fuck you” - “well, that’s what we’re doing isn’t it?”

85. "you can take it like a good girl, right?"

86. “that was a nice way to wake up"

87. “why don't you make it up to me?"

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[bookished]

( a collection of starters. adjust phrasing as necessary.) feel free to make edits to better suit your muse, but please don’t edit or add on to the original post 💛 if you like, please consider supporting me through tips

"The rain fell in heavy sheets, and I knew it was the day that would change everything."

"Do you ever wonder what life would be like if we'd made different choices?"

"You promised you'd never leave, and now you're telling me you have to go?"

"What's the one thing you've always wanted to do but haven't had the courage to try?"

"Why are you always pushing me away when all I want to do is help?"

"I never thought I'd see you here."

"We used to be so close. What happened to us?"

"Sometimes, I feel like I'm living someone else's life."

"Is it too late to start over?"

"I thought I'd lost you forever."

"The clock struck midnight, and with it, my life took an unexpected turn."

"The dusty, forgotten diary I found in the attic held secrets I never could have imagined."

"I can't believe you said that to them. Do you realize the impact of your words?"

"What do you want from me, after all this time?"

"You were always the one who got away."

"Why did you come back?"

"I've been keeping something from you, and I don't know how to tell you."

"Remember when we used to dream about the future together? What happened to those dreams?"

"You're not the person I thought you were."

"I thought I was doing the right thing, but now I'm not so sure."

"It's never too late to change, you know."

"Let's make a pact: no matter what happens, we'll always find our way back to each other."

"I've been searching for you my whole life, and now that I've found you, I don't know what to say."

"Why did you do it? Why did you betray us?"

"I never thought I'd see the day when you'd come back."

"You've changed so much since the last time I saw you."

"We used to be best friends. What happened between us?"

"I have a secret, and I need your help to keep it."

"Do you believe in second chances?"

"If you could go back in time and change one thing, what would it be?"

"I never thought I'd miss something so ordinary until it was gone."

"You were always the one who understood me, even when I couldn't understand myself."

"I can't keep pretending that everything is fine."

"Life has a funny way of bringing people back together, doesn't it?"

"I thought I knew who I was until I met you."

"What's the worst mistake you've ever made, and did you ever make amends for it?"

"We're in this together, no matter what."

"You're the only one who knows the real me."

"I never thought I'd say this, but I need your advice."

"Why do you always push people away when they try to get close to you?"

"Sometimes, the hardest part is forgiving yourself."

"No matter where life takes us, I hope we'll always have this moment."

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[glowingbadger]

Sorry for making two requests but can I also request the mirror sex kink for Elliot and a fem!SO?

Y'know what, I'll allow it, since at least you're asking for characters I adore and don't get the chance to write for often lol (I say as if I'm not 100% in charge of what I write and am not just a slave to positive feedback and attention whoop)

This one kinda just feels... a little different, stylistically than my usual? Idk it's probably not even noticeable, I don't even know if I have a style lmao

Omg I wrote this whole fucking thing spelling "Elliott" with one T and now I have to go through and correct it so I can post it uuuuugh

Elliott (Stardew) x AFAB Reader

Kink prompt list #48 - Mirror sex

NSFW 18+ V

You've finally managed to arrange things so you could join Elliott on his latest book tour- and he's been so thrilled by this development that, a week and several cities into the trip, he's made love to you in nearly every hotel you'd patronized. Something about having you by his side as he pursued his dream in this thrilling new way had stirred his emotions, and in turn, his libido. Still, tonight's hotel has some... quirks.

He'd assured you that his agent had made all of the travel arrangements, that it was just as much a surprise to him. Still, you couldn't help but note a wide range of 'mood lighting' options, the open view into the shower, and not least of all, mirrors spanning both the ceiling and bed-adjacent wall.

"Well," Elliott had chuckled, an arm around your waist and his lips grazing your ear, "best not to squander such an unexpected opportunity, no?"

Soon enough, you're on his lap with your back to his chest and your legs spread, slung over his thighs. He's positioned you both at the edge of the bed facing the mirror, where he can bask in the feeling of your body against his, and the sight of you mewing and trembling in his arms. In the reflection, you see Elliott's golden-red hair spilling elegantly over your shoulder as his lips trail up towards your neck and his hands run tenderly up your sides. His touch is warm, his whole body flush with lust. Briefly, his teeth graze your neck, just as his hands reach your chest, cupping your breasts.

"Mmh, darling..." he sighs against your skin, pulling you more firmly to him while he watches you in the mirror, "You can't imagine how entranced I am by your body. I wonder if seeing yourself like this will communicate even a fraction of your beauty to your own eyes."

"Elliott..." you whimper softly, face tinged pink at the excessive attention. His gaze is fixed on your reflection, watching with obsessive adoration as his hands squeeze and grope your breasts, fingertips briefly brushing over your stiffened nipples. You jump slightly at the sudden pleasure, arching against him, yet this only encourages his hungry touch. Still decorating your neck with lavish kisses, a hand runs slowly down your front until those long fingers press firm between your lower lips. Gasping out his name, you watch him part your folds, see how soft and responsive they are, how obvious your slick arousal is as he touches you with utter reverence.

"Absolutely breathtaking," Elliott says into the crook of your neck, even as his eyes remain transfixed by your reflection, "Your body is so open to me- so receptive. You were made to be adored, my love."

"Ohh-!"

His fingers stroke gently across your clit, teasing it stiff, prompting you to moan aloud and lean into him. You notice his cock steadily growing harder, rising between your thighs, stirred by your obvious pleasure. Never one to neglect your body, his spare hand is still occupied at your chest, rolling your nipple between his fingertips, only stopping occasionally to caress some part of you and relish in the sight of your flesh beneath his touch. Soon, the fingers at your drooling pussy are rolling firm circles around your clit, shocks of pleasure setting your thighs trembling, climax already building. In the mirror, you see his fingers glisten with your overflowing wetness, briefly hypnotized by the loving and yet intensely erotic way they move. Elliott's handsome brow is deeply furrowed as he loses himself in servicing you, and as your breath quickens and your body burns to your core, you know you're nearly at your limit.

"Watch," he whispers, nuzzling against your hair as you tremble in his arms, "You're so beautiful when you cum- watch for me, please?"

Through the haze of white-hot pleasure pulsing through your center, you force your eyes to the mirror before you. It's embarrassing at first, seeing yourself in such a state- bright red and panting with your hair tossed out of place. But then you see the way Elliott looks at you. It's warm and tender, yes, but also blatantly lustful.

It's that gaze that breaks you; in an instant, your body runs hot as you gasp and pleasure rushes up from your over-sensitive pussy through your entire frame. Elliott urges you through your climax, the firm and steady massaging of his fingers sending new ripples through you with each pass, pulling breathless whimpers from you one after another. You bring a shaking hand to cradle his face behind you, yet you force yourself to watch the mirror all the while. Your lover wants you to see yourself how he sees you. When you meet the half-lidded eyes and panting lips of your own reflection, you think that perhaps you understand what he meant.

#god idk if this is any good lmao #stardew valley #elliott stardew valley #elliott x reader #sdv x reader #stardew valley x reader #stardew valley smut #not sfw #sdv smut #kink prompts

[satancopilotsmytardis]

Your writing is so amazing!!! Could we get #14 for shigadabi?

Prompt: heat/Sex pollen/love potion

Pairing: Shigadabi

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Sex Pollen, Fuck or Die, Begging, Dacryphillia, Multiple Orgasms, Handcuffs, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Dry Humping, Handjobs, Praise Kink, Dub-Con associated with this trope that is recognized by the characters involved and discussed within the narrative followed up by enthusiastic consent.

Everything happens so fast. Goes from a tense but potentially fruitful meeting with a small group of villains who specialize in chemical compounds and weaponry, a contact that Toga and Twice managed to learn about during their time with the Shie Hassaikai. People without resources now that Overhaul has been taken out of the picture and desperate enough to keep doing their research they seemed willing to overlook their part in that. People who, they had been hoping, might be able to expand on the process used to make the quirk erasing bullets that they had also stolen. But negotiations broke down. They didn't even so much as break as implode. Shigaraki isn't even sure exactly what set it off, had been having a relatively civil conversation and then one of the members snapped at their representative. Had been two short, bitter comments and then he had lashed out with his quirk. Doesn't know how their infighting had spilled over and gotten directed at them, but the next thing they knew the League was being rounded on. 

It's an actual genuine surprise when Dabi steps in, moves in front of them as a cloud of pale pink spores are suddenly filling the air and racing towards the rest of them. When he ignites he torches the lot of them and the group of scientists in one massive wall of blue flame. A surprise because he didn't think Dabi really gave a fuck about the rest of them and their continued well-being. Hadn't thought he would ever put himself in harms way like that. But Dabi torches their opposition and then hesitates, smoke curling from his arms. 

"Woah," Toga murmurs, watching the flames eat up the other half of the building. 

"Certainly an impressive display," Compress remarks, "But perhaps we should be taking our leave now?" 

Yeah, absolutely. Do not need to get caught when someone sees the smoke and fire pouring from the building. At least when negotiations broke down this time no one got killed, he thinks bitterly. At least no one got hurt--

Dabi takes a step towards them. He sees it, the slight wobble to his step, starts to move before he even knows why, and then Dabi is dropping. Barely manages to catch him before he hits the floor without accidentally activating his quirk. Shit. Shifts his grip to keep a finger away from his skin. 

"Fuck," the arsonist's voice thin, smoke leaking out from his mouth. Can see sweat starting to bead across his brow and then he's gone, eyes fluttering shut and going limp in his arms. 

"Shit, what happened?" Spinner rushing over to help him try and haul Dabi back onto his feet. No use, not particularly heavy, but completely dead weight. 

"Must have gotten hit with some of whatever that quirk was." He mutters, "Compress," doesn't even really need to ask. They need to leave, dragging around their unconscious companion is not going to help with that. The older man comes over and marbles Dabi immediately. Also will help keep him in stasis as they travel. They regroup and start to move. "Go back to base." He tells the rest of them, the base in question a gutted condemned apartment building for the time being, "Take him to see the doctor."

"Text me when you need him released," Compress tells him easily, 

"And you'll text us when you know what's wrong, right?" Toga's voice a little more worried. Can't blame her. Barely a month since they lost Magne. 

"I will," he reassures her, "Go on." 

They separate and he does his best to make his way towards Ujiko's lab swiftly. 

///

Takes an hour to get to the lab and then another hour of the doctor running tests before they know what's wrong with him. 

Aphrodisiac quirks aren't unheard of. They're not incredibly common and tend to carry a significant stigma given that they can cause public acts of indecency on the low end of damages and can be the source of assault and rampant abuse on the higher end. Can also be fairly deadly depending on the potency of them, with victims sometimes not even being able to remember to eat or drink through the haze of lust. Ujiko tells him this, says that he's put Dabi on an IV to keep him from dying of dehydration, and says that they'll have to wait and see if this version of the quirk will fade on its own or not. Because sometimes they do. Sometimes it's just a matter of letting it run its course and then moving on. But sometimes. Sometimes they won't fade without outside assistance. 

Texts the others and tells them that they're waiting for Dabi to wake up and see the effects of the quirk but doesn't tell them what he was hit with. Doesn't know if Dabi would want anyone to know. Barely sticks around with them when they aren't actively doing a job, hasn't told them anything about himself in the months that he's been working with them, doubts that he would want them to know even an inch of vulnerability now. Still doesn't quite understand why he had gotten in front of them, why he had risked-- and actually gotten-- hit with this quirk to keep them safe. Never seemed to care about their safety before now. 

After three hours it becomes clear that this isn't going to be as easy as just waiting it out. Tomura's not sure exactly when Dabi woke, believes the doctor tried to go in and explain the situation to him before he entirely lost his head, doesn't know how successful he was. Then Ujiko showed him into an observation chamber, in case he needed to check in on the arsonist, and left, actually maintaining his job at the hospital and needing to go to his shift. Told him to check up on Dabi again in another few hours and if it wasn't fading then intervention would probably be necessary to keep him alive. Waits three hours and then checks up on the man. Is shooting out of the chair, going to one of the cabinets of supplies and finding what he needs before making his way to the room Dabi's been put in. 

Smoke is trickling out from beneath the door. 

Enters the room and immediately notices how hot it is, notices that before the choked little sounds of whimpers and moans coming from the bed. Dabi is smoking too, his coat, shirt, and boots pulled off, the air around him shimmering with heat, sweat beaded across his skin. Rutting into a pillow making those desperate, pained little sounds. 

His mouth goes dry and he immediately tries to shake that as he tries to get the other man's attention, approaching the bed carefully. "Dabi,"

Gets a desperate gasp out of the other man, pulling his head up to look at him, pupils blown so wide he can barely see any blue at all, face flushed, mouth open and panting softly. "Duster," a thready little whine. Doesn't expect him to keen softly before surging up to reach for him. Not expecting his hands to close around his forearms and try to pull him down, wonders if he should have realized how absolutely scorching his touch would be even through the long sleeves of his shirt, but the staples across his palms are glowing, and they immediately start to burn through the fabric. 

"Fuck, Dabi your quirk," brought suppression cuffs. Neither he or Ujiko had even thought they would be needed, didn't know that there was a risk of Dabi incinerating himself while under the effects of this quirk. 

"Help?" Desperate and wavering and he feels something tighten sharply behind his ribs. 

"Yeah, come on, just need to let go." 

The other man seems to struggle but manages after a second. Releases his arms and he feels his skin stinging with burns. Can see the holes burned into his sleeves where his staples touched. Barely takes a breath before he's wrapping the cuffs around Dabi's wrists and locking them in place. As soon as they're on, the smoke stops and Dabi all but collapses, forcing him to catch him again as he lets out a loud breathless sound of relief. 

The smoke around the room starts to dissipate and he sees that the heat has burned holes in the thin cot as well, melted the IV bag and evaporated the liquid. Lucky he got to the other man before he'd set the whole room on fire. Winces slightly when Dabi's hands wrap around his forearms again and he pulls. Not expecting it, stumbles. The arsonist uses the momentum to get him onto the bed, pushing him up against the wall before he can shift, 

"Dabi--" 

"Please, please, Duster, please," Has the other man in his lap, can feel his cock straining against his pants as he grinds against his thigh, making his mouth go dry again. Fuck. 

"Dabi, shit, you'll be fine, you just need to get this out of your system--" 

"Can't," never heard the other man sound so broken. "Can't cum, please, Duster, please," 

God fucking damn it. Because if he hasn't been able to get himself off at all then this is the really bad type of aphrodisiac quirk. The kind that will kill him if it stays in his system for too long. The kind that needs assistance to remove. Feels his stomach go hollow as he is suddenly faced with the question of if Dabi would rather die or rather... have him help when he's so out of his head. Dabi can barely tolerate him, they tried to kill each other a few months ago.

"Do you have anyone I can call--" Doesn't know anything about Dabi other than that he is good at his job when he deigns to be around to do it. Could have a significant other, someone he trusts, anyone who could help. 

Shakes his head, whining and rutting against his thigh again. Shigaraki grabs his hips, holding tightly, trying to keep him from doing it again and Dabi keens, "Want you, please," 

Knows it's the quirk talking. Knows Dabi wouldn't ever say that to him. Hates himself for how much he likes it. For how much he's wanted to have Dabi looking at him like this, desperate for his touch, doesn't want it when he knows the other man isn't in his right mind. Is trying to think of literally anything else he can do when Dabi meets his eyes again, when he sees that the other man's are wide and glassy, his whole body trembling, 

"Hurts, please Shig, please. Help?" The last word escaping him on a thin sob. Startles as he starts to cry blood. Crimson tears slipping over his cheeks as he shakes, hands fisted in his shirt and straining against the hold on his hips. 

Fuck. Going to lose his best piece one way or the other. Would rather Dabi be alive to hate him when he goes than gone completely. "...Okay," loosens his grip and gently rocks his thigh up against Dabi's hard cock. Makes the arsonist moan loudly, pressing in closer. Lets him start to ride his thigh, settles into a desperate frantic rhythm, sharp gasps and moans slipping constantly from his lips. Tries to stay still, to keep his own cock from hardening as he has the other man rutting in his lap, face pressed against his neck. Might break hold of the quirk if he can just get off with someone else there. Just let Dabi do this and hopefully he'll be alright. Can't take away the wrongness of all of this, but may be able to ease a little of the filth that's going to cling to his soul afterwards. 

Hears the other man still whimpering, sniffling, feels his tears dripping against his skin. Can't help it, raises a hand and strokes through his hair, "It's fine, you're gonna be fine, baby, come on," Rocks his thigh up against him again. Gets another loud, broken moan against his throat, "Feels good, doesn't it? Come on, be over soon, just have to cum, Dabi." 

Gets another weak nod against his neck as he keeps moving, thrusts going faster, breaths coming in harsh pants. His moans are constant and getting louder, higher, his muscles tightening, must be close--

Dabi's whole body goes rigid as he cums. Tomura lets out a slow breath, pulls his hand from his hair, ready to need to extract himself as the other man's sense returns. Takes a second for Dabi to pull his face from his neck, panting and eyes still hazy. Fuck. Looks so good blissed out with tears clinging to his cheeks. Doesn't even have time to linger on the wrongness of that thought slipping through his mind when Dabi didn't choose to show this to him, before the expression is gone, his brows pulling together for a second, confusion written across his features. Understands at the same time as him, as he doesn't feel Dabi softening at all. Cannot catch a fucking break with this quirk. 

"No," Dabi's little whine makes his chest fucking ache. Shatters his heart when Dabi gives another weak sob. "D-didn't work. Need more, fuck, please Tomura, please, I'm sorry." 

Immediately reaches and cups his face in his hands, trying to brush away the tears and shush him. Trying to comfort him. Didn't even know that would be something so automatic for him. Hadn't ever had to do it for anyone before they'd lost Magne. Definitely isn't any good at it but he'll try for Dabi, for all of them. "Shh, you don't have to apologize, Dabi. It's not your fault," knows that the words can't be trusted but he just needs something if he's going to convince himself to go through with this, "Are you sure you want me to help?" 

Dabi nods desperately, "Please, need you, please Tomura,"

Takes a shaky breath of his own. "Okay, gonna give you what you need." Tries to coax him out of his lap and Dabi clings a little tighter. "Just want to get you undressed, sweetheart, won't that feel good?" Earns another needy sound from the other man and he lets himself be shifted out of his lap and back onto the cot. Doesn't immediately reach to help him with the last bits of his clothes, Dabi struggling to do so himself with the suppression cuffs on, instead reaches into his back pocket and pulls out his gloves. Doesn't usually wear them in bed, usually trusts his control even here, but Dabi is already so desperate, has already grabbed at him a few times. Is already so vulnerable and he is not going to make that any worse by potentially hurting him further with his quirk. 

Gets on his gloves, takes a small breath to steady himself and then reaches to help him with the thick belt and the clasp of his pants. Dabi moans again when he gets them open, when the cooler air of the room touches his hot skin. Wonders if he would literally be on fire if not for the cuffs. Can't really keep stalling and the arsonist lifts his hips eagerly so he can peel the leather away from his long legs. Fuck. Wondered what he would look like naked, prettier than he imagined. Wondered how far the scars would go, didn't know if he expected them to wrap around his legs, stapled together around the middle of his thighs and extending down to his calf on one leg and all the way to his ankle on the other. But there is an expanse of unblemished skin, smeared with his release, glistening with sweat too, his cock flushed and curving up against his stomach, a ladder of six shiny barbells decorating the underside of his length. Feels his own arousal starting to build as he takes in the sight of the other man, especially when Dabi whimpers, 

"Tomura," hips rocking up, looking for anything, and he tears his eyes away from his body and finds Dabi looking back at him, eyes hazy and half-lidded, face flushed, tears still clinging to his cheeks. Swallows and tries to focus. Just needs to get him off, break the quirk. 

Wraps his hand around Dabi's cock, giving him a long slow stroke, palm sliding easily enough when he's already wet with cum. Is aching himself when Dabi moans so loudly, cuffed hands reaching and tangling tight in his shirt as his back arches, head thrown back, the sound tearing from his chest as he starts to rock up into his fist immediately, spreading his legs even wider. Lets Dabi set the pace, lets him fuck into his hand fast and messy. Tries to find what he likes. Figures out from how his voice goes high and whining that he wants him to tug a little at the piercings, that he likes it when he tightens his grip around his base. 

Finds out how badly he wants to be kissed when the hands in his shirt yank him roughly, tugging him down just enough for Dabi to crash their lips together. Doesn't mean to let himself moan softly against the other's lips, but if anything the soft sound makes Dabi more frantic. Lips needy and wanting, tongue flicking out over his, teeth following. And he's too weak to stop him. Opens his mouth, meets his tongue. Kisses Dabi rough and filthy until he's getting familiar with the lingering taste of smoke all over Dabi's tongue and the other man is moaning. Is still kissing him when his body goes rigid again, when he lets out another gut-punched sound of pleasure before his cock is twitching against his palm and he's spilling again. 

"Ah, Tomura, please, more," Doesn't even pause this time, keeps fucking into his hand. Still hard. Fuck. Not enough. Can't help it, presses another kiss to his panting mouth. Dabi cants his hips up again, pulls back so he can look into those pretty, lust-dark eyes, "Inside? Please, want you." Doesn't. Not really. But he's still in danger. Will be until the quirk breaks.  

"Okay," his voice soft and thin. Wishes this was real. Wishes that Dabi really wanted this. Takes his wet hand from around Dabi's cock and he spreads his legs wide so that he can press his fingers to his hole. Blinks, confused, because he's already wet. Shifts so that he can see, and realizes that there's something slick dripping down his thighs, his hole glistening with it. Another effect of the quirk? Doing something to make his body ready for what it would make him crave? Rubs a finger over his hole, smearing the slick, seeing more of it drip out as the ring of muscles twitches against the touch. The whine Dabi makes is going to haunt his dreams after this. 

"Duster," watches Dabi's mouth fall slack as he slowly presses his finger inside. Wet enough he doesn't feel any drag as he sinks into that tight heat, muscles immediately squeezing around him, getting another loud moan as Dabi rocks back. Still tries to go slow, doesn't want to rush here and risk hurting him, uses his other hand to hold his hips so that he can't fuck himself open. Every press of his finger has a little more fluid leaking out of him and after another minute he hesitantly presses in a second finger. Only makes Dabi moan even louder, his fingers knotted in his shirt so tightly that his knuckles are going white, "Ah, Tomura," Starts to work him open more deliberately, crooking his fingers, searching. 

Finds his prostate and Dabi sobs again. Shit, tries to ease off, 

"No, no, more, so good, please, Shig, please," Okay, fuck. Keeps going, watching Dabi fall apart, his cock drooling constantly, tears slipping across his temples. His cock is aching. Doesn't matter, shouldn't be, adds another finger, keeps pressing. Slowly loosens his grip on Dabi's hip, lets him start to fuck himself on his hand. Doesn't take long until he's frantic, moving so fast that the wet slide of it is obscene, competing with the litany of pleasured sounds still falling off his lips. Keeps going until his muscles are squeezing tight around him and he's cumming again. 

Stays hard. 

Sees Dabi grit his teeth, sees him swallow hard, turn his face so it's half hidden against the pillow. Another sob, deeper, coming from his chest in a way that makes his gut so sour, feels hollowed out when he speaks again. "...'m sorry, fuck me, please, need your cock." Voice so small and shaken. Doesn't know what else he can do, doesn't know how long Dabi can stay like this. 

Reaches and wipes away a few more tears. Dabi presses into the touch, eyes squeezing shut. "Alright, baby," Doesn't know what to do with the ache in his chest when Dabi wraps his hand around his wrist to keep him there so he can shift and press a soft kiss to his palm. Only lets go of him when he eases his fingers out of his body and starts to shift to pull himself from his pants. Watches him again with those dark eyes. His cock is aching as he shifts, made all the worse when Dabi moans softly as he sees him, teeth sinking into his lip as he tangles his hands back into his shirt and tries to pull him closer, urging him to go faster. 

Wraps a hand around Dabi's thigh, the other leg hooking around his hip and pulling him closer, until his head is dragging over his hole. Dabi gasps, his whole body trembling, trying to rock against him. Fuck, the friction feels so good. Takes one more breath to steady himself before he starts to press into the tight, wet, heat of the other man's body. Can't help the groan that pulls from his chest as he sinks inside. Swallows him up greedily, Dabi moaning so loudly that his voice cracks, panting harshly when he bottoms out. Means to give him a second to adjust but Dabi doesn't care to wait, immediately starts to roll his hips, making short needy little sounds as he does so, his cock leaking all over his stomach and muscles tightening rhythmically around him. 

Never going to have him again, will be lucky if the other man doesn't light him on fire when this passes. Wants to make it good, wants to help him, wants him. Just once. Lets himself focus on that as he starts to fuck him. Moves a little slower than the frantic twitches of Dabi's hips, makes sure that he's going deep, hitting his prostate. It's an indulgence that he shouldn't allow himself, but he does, lets himself press kisses and little nips along Dabi's jaw and throat as he wraps one hand around his cock and strokes him in time with his thrusts. Has the arsonist moaning even louder, reaching up as best he can to tangle a hand in his hair, starts to pull his mouth away from his skin only to find Dabi dragging him back into a messy kiss. Kisses him back, kisses him with every broken aching hope that he had for this that has been absolutely destroyed. Has the man sobbing against his mouth, kissing him back hard. 

Keeps moving, pleasure building under his skin, surprised that Dabi hasn't cum again. Dripping all over his hand, can feel it leaking out of him with every thrust, fuck, what if this wasn't what he needed to break it? "Dabi,"

"Shig," immediately rocks back against him harder. 

"What do you need sweetheart?" Do anything to stop this for him. To make him better. 

Dabi whimpers, face flushing even darker before he tries to hide against his shoulder, fingers tightening in his shirt. "...More?"

Fucks him harder, moves his hand faster, gets another loud moan pressed against his throat. "That it, baby?" Not expecting the whine he gets at the words too. 

"More," he pleads. Hasn't changed the pace. Takes him a second, 

"Want me to talk to you, Dabi?" Makes the heat in his veins go even sharper when Dabi whimpers, nodding weakly against his neck. "Doing so good for me, baby," he tries, nearly choking on his arousal. Feels how he goes tighter, hears the little moan against his skin again, his hips moving a little more desperately. "That's it, fuck, feel so good, sound so good." Every word a confession he shouldn't be allowed, "Didn't know you could make those sounds, gorgeous." Sounds that are starting to change, short fast little gasps that come each time he sinks into his body. So hot and tight around him that he's feeling his orgasm starting to creep up on him. "Getting close, darling?" 

Another little nod against him and a weak sob. 

"Shh, that's good baby, just need to cum for me. One more time," hopes he's right, hopes the fact that this one has taken so much longer means it's the last, "So pretty when you cum, let me see you one more time, please, baby?" 

"Duster," didn't even know Dabi's voice could go so high and thin. 

Goes even tighter around his cock and he's gasping a moan himself, tangles a hand in Dabi's hair and pulls gently, coaxing him back enough he can look at him again. Almost delirious with his pleasure, whimpers when their eyes meet, blush darkening further. "Beautiful," perfect. 

"Tomura," presses in again, meets him. Kisses him hard as Dabi's body goes rigid one more time, goes so tight around his cock, doesn't even feel him cumming in his hand, can't stop himself from giving two more shallow thrusts before he's sinking as deep as he can and following Dabi over the edge. And then they're not so much as kissing as they are just sharing breaths as they both try to greedily fill their lungs with air. Takes another second before Dabi gives a low, relieved gasp, and Tomura feels him starting to soften. Is only relieved himself a second before everything that just happened starts to settle in him. Broke the quirk. Dabi's not going to die. Doesn't make up for everything else. 

Shifts as gently as he can. The damage is already done but he's still careful as he lets go of him and pulls out. Dabi's eyes are closed, still panting, completely limp against the cot, fuck, okay. Needs to at the very least get him something to drink before he tells him to fuck off or tries to kill him. Starts to move away. Dabi makes a sharp sound, eyes opening, pupils shrunk back to normal, lets him see all of that pretty blue again, and reaches for him, holding onto his shirt. 

"Wait--" Can't help it, his eyes automatically flick back to his cock, but he's not hard again. Meets his eyes again and Dabi is flushing, doesn't stay looking at him for long, "Cuffs." 

Oh. Right. Shit. Didn't grab a key on his way in, doesn't know what the code is. "Right, sorry, hold still." His gloves are filthy and he takes them off as he shifts away from the arsonist, enough that he can sit up. Once they're off Dabi lets him take hold of his wrists, pressing five fingers to the cuffs. They gray and crack, dust falling away from his skin after another second. He pulls his hands away immediately, moving to stand. 

"Just hang on a second, please--" sounds like himself again, but Tomura is confused why he'd reach to catch his sleeve tightly. Hesitates. Dabi still can't meet his eyes. "I'm sorry, but fuck, you could at least stick around long enough for me to thank you for saving my life." 

The sickness in his stomach grows. "Don't thank me for that." His voice hoarser than he'd expected. "I wasn't going to let you die, Dabi." 

Dabi lets go of his sleeve, "Right. Sorry." Takes a shaky breath and starts to look for his clothes. "Just give me a second and I'll be out of your hair." 

"No," Shit, definitely lost the right to give him any kind of order after all of that, tries to backtrack, "I'll go, but you need to drink something, and if you can stand being here, wait for the doctor to come back. I don't know if the quirk will have any side effects." Feels like he's trying not to startle an injured animal. "I'll stay as far away as you want, never have to see me again, but at least wait for the doctor to check you over." 

Sees Dabi's jaw clench, a tremor run through him, gives a short tight nod. "Right, okay." Voice tight too. "I'm sorry."

Didn't even know his chest could ache so sharply. "You don't have anything to apologize for, Dabi. This wasn't your fault--"

Not expecting the bark of laughter, short and bitter, Dabi finally shifting to meet his eyes. "That's sweet, Shig, but I literally dragged you into bed. Should've let you leave, shouldn't have touched you." 

Realizes that he's staring at the other man when Dabi starts to move again, going back to looking for his scattered clothes. "How aware were you?" 

Sees his jaw tense again. "...Knew what I was doing, knew I shouldn't. Couldn't stop myself anyway." 

"Because you knew what would happen if you didn't?"

Sees his shoulders hunch in on himself. "Not an excuse. Shouldn't have made you--"

"Dabi," 

"My fault. Got hit, made you stay, saw how hard you were trying not to touch me, made you anyway--" 

"I didn't want to hurt you," barely recognizes his own voice. Doesn't know if it's ever sounded so thin. "Dabi, I didn't want to take advantage of you." Sees the other man tense further. "...I didn't know how aware you were of what was happening. I wouldn't have let you die and I was trying to hold back, to just do what I thought would help break the effect. What I was doing was bad enough, I didn't want to go any further than I had to to help you." Finally gets blue eyes back on him. Shouldn't admit, "Would have been happy to touch you in any other circumstance." 

Really expects to be set on fire for that. But Dabi keeps staring at him. Feels like an eternity passes between them. "...Wouldn't have let anyone else. Would have asked for you if someone else tried to help." 

"You're sure?" Seems like he's all back together again, but he kind of doesn't dare let the hope start to knit back together that aching thing in his chest. 

Dabi flushes, "Yeah, Duster." 

"Okay," too small a word for everything now tangled between them. "Do you want me to leave?" 

"...You don't have to." 

"Not what I asked, Dabi." 

"...no."

"Okay." 

Another long stretch before Dabi mumbles, "... can come back over here if you want." Tempted to ask if he's sure again, only doesn't because Dabi seems to be anticipating the question, "I feel fine now, Shig. Know what I'm saying. Would absolutely tell you to leave or torch you if I didn't want you here. Not gonna die if you leave if you'd rather do that." 

"I don't want to go anywhere, Dabi." Moves back over to the cot and settles on the edge carefully, still searching the arsonist for any sign of discomfort. A light pink blush is dusting his cheeks, gets darker when their eyes meet before Dabi's quickly looking away again. "We would have all been hit if you hadn't stepped in." Could have dropped all of them. Might have been killed, might have burned to death, or been arrested before they even woke up and found out about the rest of it. Dabi saved them. 

He shrugs, sees him chewing on where a staple pierces into his cheek. "Wasn't going to be useless again."

"What are you talking about?" Has been one of their best. Well, if he's going to play favorites, Dabi is the best at his job. Smart, motivated, barely needs any oversight to be effective. There's a reason he lets the other man wander off whenever he chooses, always knows he'll come back when he's called and is more likely to bring something good with him when he does. 

Still not meeting his eyes. "Didn't do a damn thing in Kamino, wasn't even around when you all went to see Overhaul." His voice going tighter, "Could've stopped the bastard before he even lifted a hand--" Takes a breath, sees him exhale a little stream of smoke. "Not going to stand there and let you all get hurt again." 

"Can I kiss you?"

Dabi stiffens, head snapping up to look at him. "What?"

"I want to kiss you, can I?" 

"...yeah," 

Doesn't hesitate, curls a hand around the back of his neck, careful to keep one finger from his skin, and pulls him in. Meant for it to be gentle, starts that way, just a soft press of lips. But then Dabi shifts, moves closer, opens his mouth with a soft sigh as he reaches back. Can wrap his arms around his neck this time without the cuffs on. Keeps him close and Tomura wants to kiss him without guilt souring it. Tastes fresh smoke on Dabi's tongue as he licks into his mouth, feels his whole body go hotter against his as he does, as the other man gives as good as he gets until they're both a little breathless. Dabi who pulls away, blushing hotly, with a mumbled, 

"Fuck, gotta stop," Immediately shifts to let go of him, sees the other man shifting a little, "...Might be finding some of those side effects." Can't help it, his gaze slips lower, sees his cock starting to harden again. 

"Really?"

"Shut up." Bright red across the section of his cheeks that aren't scarred. "Still feel fine, quirk's not out of control just... sensitive I guess." Squirms again and his mouth goes dry, 

"Still getting wet?" 

"Shut up, Duster!" Feels his temperature spike with his embarrassment. "I'm fine, doesn't feel like before. Don't have to--" 

"Want to. Told you, happy to go to bed with you, Dabi. Just need to know you want it too." 

Takes a breath, meets his eyes again. "Want you to fuck me again. Wanted you before this quirk fucked it up." Wraps his hands around Dabi's hips and pulls him into his lap again, 

"Say it again, baby." Breathes it against Dabi's lips as he gently rocks his thigh up between his legs. 

Earns him a sweet, soft moan. "Want you to fuck me, Tomura." Is tangling his fingers in his hair, trying to pull him even closer as he speaks, kisses him as soon as the words are out of his mouth. 

"Give you anything you want, Dabi," barely enough breath for the words when they part. Wants to burn away the sourness of the first time.

"Want you," eyes focused and sharp the way he's come to expect from the other man, shifting closer, reaching for the hem of his shirt as he moves to press a kiss to the edge of his jaw. Lets himself believe the words this time. Lets himself pull Dabi closer. 

Lets them both take what they want from each other. 

Thank you so much for your submission!

#this was fun #love potions and stuff can be so fucked up so I tried to soften this one a bit #but I could definitely do a whole DD:DNE with this prompt too #my writing #shigadabi #mha fanfiction #kink prompts #prompt response #writing prompt

[norel-ravenclaw]

Writing Prompt Lists For Romance & Smut

Feel free to use this list, anything on it, edit it, repost, whatever!

🚩 Triggering and disturbing concepts throughout, scroll down only if you are willing to see them.

This list is for me lol, it has my likes and tastes only. Please suggest anything you'd like to see here, but to have everything you want, please use it and edit it yourself.

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ROMANCE TROPES

Power Imbalance

1. Social standing difference

2. Maid / Butler

3. All grown up

4. Boss & assistant

5. Villain

6. Big & smol (size difference)

7. Protector / Bodyguard

8. Guardian

9. May-December love / Age gap

10. Dom & sub

11. Enforcement & Prisoner

12. Professor & Student

13. Kidnapped / Abduction

14. Obsession

15. Slavery

Marriage & such

16. Innocent cohabitation

17. Arranged marriage

18. Marriage before romance

19. Altar diplomacy (political marriage)

20. Marriage pact

Other

21. Love triangle

22. OT3 / Harem AU

23. Bachelor(ette) auction

24. Secret admirer

25. First love

26. One bed~

27. Forced proximity

28. Amnesia

Magic & Paranormal

29. Love potion

30. Gods / and mortal

31. Cursed

32. Mythology

33. Incubus / Succubus

34. Demon / Angel

35. Fae (tricked into being lover?)

36. Witch Coven

37. Soulmates

38. Vampires

39. Mermaid

40. Werewolf pack / mates

41. Dreamscape

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ROLEPLAYS

Power Imbalance

1. Enforcement & Prisoner

2. Protector / Bodyguard

3. Guardian

4. Arranged marriage

5. Maid / Butler

6. Villain

7. Boss & assistant

8. Social standing difference

9. Age gap

10. Professor & Student

11. Uniform (school, military, holy, ect.)

12. Amnesia

Y'all REALLY Kinky

13. Kidnapped / Abduction

14. Abduction as seduction: a kink where the abductor/kidnapper treats the victim in a loving manner

15. Master & Slave

16. Stalker

17. Harpaxophilia - sexual arousal from being the victim of a robbery

18. Pet play

Magic & Paranormal

19. Love potion

20. Gods / and mortal

21. Mythology

22. Incubus / Succubus

23. Demon / Angel

24. Fae (tricked into being lover?)

25. Witch Coven

26. Vampires

27. Mermaid

28. Werewolf pack / mates

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KINKS

Mild

1. Praise & Reassurance (technically kinks right? maybe?)

2. Voice kink

3. Overstimulation

4. Edging

5. Size difference

6. Quirofilia - sexual arousal to hands

7. Blindfolds

8. Dirty talk

9. Tripsolagnophilia - massage fetish

10. In bath

11. Toys

Moderate

12. Bondage (Vincilagnia: kink for being tied up and at the mercy of another person)

13. Collar & Leash

14. Enforcement / Prisoner

15. Begging

16. Discipline

17. Maid / Butler

18. Somnophilia - arousal or sexual acts with a sleeping person

19. Thigh fucking

20. Katoptronophilia - sexual arousal from doing a sexual activity in front of a mirror

21. Plugs & vibrators in public

Hot damn...

22. Consensual non consent/dubious consent

23. Hair pulling

24. Choking

25. Pet play

26. Voyeurism

27. Exhibitionism

28. Age gap

29. Triolism (threesome)

30. Fear play

31. Kidnapping / Abduction

32. Abduction as seduction: a kink where the abductor/kidnapper treats the victim in a loving manner

33. Master & slave

Remember your safe words and protection kids! ~

#norel writes #kink prompts #kinktober #writing prompt #smut #smut prompts #romance writing #fanfic #romance fanfiction #fan fiction #fanfic prompt #fanfic ideas #smut ideas #writing ideas

[babybeastluv]

Kinks I will write

1.Ab Riding

2.Begging

3.Biting

4.Body Worship

5.Bondage

6.Car Sex

7.Choking

8.Crying

9.Degradation

10.Dirty Talk

11.Edging

12.Exhibition

13.Face Sitting

14.Hair Pulling

15.Handcuffs

16.Masochism

17.Mommy

18.Overstimulation

19.Praise

20.Punishment

21.Public Sex

22.Sadism

23.Sensory Deprivation

24.Shower Sex

25.Somno

26.Spanking

27.Standing

28.Teasing

29.Thigh Riding

30.Threesome

31.Toys

32.Vaginal Spanking

33.Voyerism

#smut prompts #fic prompt #kink prompts #kink list #writing prompt #dialogue prompt #prompt list #story prompt #smut writings #babybeastluv

[ageplay-may]

Welcome to Ageplay May 2023! This is a chill, low pressure event dedicated to ageplayers big and small!

Rules & FAQ || Ao3 Collection || Twitter || Discord

Find all prompts transcribed below the cut!

Prompts

Sugar Prompts & Spice Prompts

May Day & Outdoor Fucking

Ageplay 'verse & D/S 'verse

A Bad Day & Bad Touch

Food Fight & Food Play

Solo Ageplay & Masturbation

Heartwarming & Cockwarming

Arts and Crafts (Gone Wrong) & Arts and Crafts (Gone Sexy!)

Whining & Whimpering

Under the Bed & Over the Sheets

Pacifiers and Sippy Cups & Oral Fixation

Family Day & Incest

Pet Names & Pet Play

Dress Up & Stripping

Mother's Day & Daddy's Turn

Candy & Stranger Danger

Kiss It Better & Make It Hurt

Love Notes & Instructions

Sweet Dreams & Nightmares

In the Middle & In the Middle

Swing Set & Sex Swing

Accidental Swearing & Accidental Orgasm

Dinosaurs & Primal Play

Bedtime Story & Dirty Talk

Waterslides & Watersports

Big Hugs & Bondage

Plushies & Plushie Fucking

Adopted & Abducted

Tooth Fairy & Teeth and Biting

Gang's All Here & Gangbang

Ten Tickles & Tentacles

Fixed & Broken

#age pl4y #age/play #agepl4y may #agepl4y may 2023 #writing prompts #may writing prompts #may writing challenge #daily drabble #daily prompts #kink prompts #kink drabble #daily sketch #adult art #adult writing #kinky art #mommy k!nk #daddy k!nk #bd sm #k!nk #bd/sm kink #ab/dl #little space #middle space #cg/l lifestyle #prompts #housekeeping #agepl@y #@geplay #4geplay

[zigster-ao3]

Going Steddie 2023

Kinkuary is coming up, folks! 

Behold! A Steddie-centric prompt list created with Steve and Eddie in mind but open to all ST pairings. 

If you’d like to participate (and I hope you do) I’ve created an Ao3 Going Steddie Collection to post your fics to throughout the month of February. When posting to Tumblr, please post under the hashtag #GoingSteddie2023 so we can all find each other’s work and enjoy it to the fullest! 

Let’s write some kink! 

#GoingSteddie2023 #Steddie #Steve Harrington #Eddie Munson #Steddie fic #prompt challenge #prompt list #stranger things #stranger things 4 #stranger things fic #follow along #kink prompts

[airaibunny]

PRAISE/SOFT/ETC SMUT PROMPTS

1. “i need you, right here/now”

2. “i’ll go slow/i’ll be gentle”

3. “tell me what feels good”

4. “do you trust me?”

5. “do you like that?”

6. “please teach me”

7. “i want you, now”

8. “you look so pretty on your knees”

9. “it’s okay, im right here”

10. “i got you”

11. “don’t hold it in, it’s okay”

12. “don’t call me that, that’s what everyone else calls me”

13. “we can go for as long as you want”

14. “does it taste/feel good?”

15. “you’re doing so well”

16. “i want you, now”

17. “i love you so much”

18. “i want you to fuck me, *name*”

19. “you look so pretty right now”

20. “don’t stop yourself, let me hear”

21. “please don’t stop”

22. “do you want to take it off of me?”

23. “do you want to touch?”

24. “can i touch?”

25. “what about you?”

26. “let me do it for you”

27. “does that feel good?”

28. “you’re so cute”

29. “like that, i like that”

30. “can i touch you too?”

31. “am i going too fast?”

32. “can you do that again?”

33. “do you want more?”

34. “your *body part* are/is so pretty”

35. “do you want to stop?”

36. “i’ve wanted this for such a long time”

37. “aw, poor baby, do you want me to take care of this for you?”

38. “kiss me, i don’t care where”

39. “i don’t care where you touch me”

40. “i don’t care what you call me” - “can i call you mommy?”

41. “are you comfortable?”

42. “let me help you”

43. “do you need help?”

44. “keep going”

45. “you taste so sweet”

46. “do you want to try?”

47. “breathe for me”

48. “you’re doing such a good job”

49. “i’m so proud of you”

50. “tell me what you want”

51. “let me try”

52. “don’t cover up/don’t be embarrassed”

53. “i want you to touch me”

54. “you sound so pretty”

55. “turn around for me”

56. “louder”

57. “quieter”

58. “you look so hot right now”

59. “play with me”

60. “i’ve been waiting all day”

61. “harder, please”

62. “i think i deserve a reward”

63. “you’ve been so good lately, you deserve a reward”

64. “i love your tits/ass/etc”

65. “you’re the only one that gets to touch, pretty girl”

66. “this is exactly how i imagined it”

67. “keep doing that, please”

68. “you feel so good”

69. “kiss/touch me, everywhere”

70. “you’re so gorgeous”

71. “i want you to keep going, forever”

72. “you’re all mine” - “hm…” - “say it” - “i’m all yours”

73. “i want to do so many things to you”

74. “you look amazing, really, but i think i prefer the dress on the floor”

75. “i need you”

76. “i love making you so flustered, you get so cute”

77. “do you like it when i touch right here?”

78. “let me eat you out while you do that, please?”

79. “can you teach me?”

80. “can i call you mommy?”

81. “shower with me”

82. “i want to taste you so bad”

83. “i don’t care how, i just want you to touch me”

84. “i want to feel you inside”

85. “you’re not going to fall, i’ve got you”

86. “you looked so hot out there”

87. “breathe, please"

88. “you’re being such a good girl for unnie”

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'Only a few more seconds left before he gets here.'

This was it. The big mission.

It was always the prettiest things that had the ability to kill you.

Forget the benefits. Forget the money. The feeling alone was enough.

It was a disgusting sight.

"You actually came."

"How about a little show?"

Clothes were scattered across the wooden floor, multiple bottles of alcohol surrounded the setting.

Boxes, and boxes of case files laid out along with pictures too extent and extreme for the human eye could even process.

“Why isn't anything connecting...”

To understand the “artist” you must study the “art”.

Question after question days after days.

As it haunted her dreams and burned its image on the backs of her eyelids...

“The devil is in this place.” people would whisper.

“If only you could have known how much faith I had in you, it’s pathetic, really.”

“I trusted you-“

“You were family, I cared for you!”

“If I was so much to you, maybe you should choose family better. That’s the difference between you and me, I KNOW I’m not the hero but I far from the villain.”

"You didn't hesitate to break my heart, betray me, pretend to care as you spied on my castle's every move! You shouldn't hesitate to drive your blade into what once was my loving heart, either! You didn't love me, so feel free to hate me just as dearly as I do you."

"A fight, huh? How about I give you a war, baby?"

"A war of betrayals, fuelled by hate, a hate only nemesis would entertain towards one another, sounds better to me."

Everyone glides across the floor in their gowns and their suits, all worth a fortune, all unbeknownst of their fate.

The prince whose blood runs with the enemy.

Tonight is all a game, a game of lies and deception.

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[glowingbadger]

we have absolutely spoken about it but linhardt with 42 (sleeping)

Eyyy, finally got around to some writing while I should be preparing work stuff... ah well, here we are lol

Also- I saw your other note about AFAB Lin btw! I assume we're still using he/him pronouns, so let's talk transmasc somnophilia time whadduuuuup

AFAB!Linhardt (FE3H) x GN!Reader

Kink prompts list #42 - Somnophilia

NSFW 18+

Linhardt makes for a vision of serenity splayed across his bed. The sheets tangled haphazardly around him appear to you like elegantly draped silk on his slender frame, and you smile as you ease down beside him. You take in his delicate features, his smooth skin and temptingly soft lips, and you recall your conversation earlier that same day.

"You know, if it's that tempting to you, I wouldn't mind."

Lin's matter-of-fact way of speaking often catches you off guard, this being no exception.

"What? Come on," you say with a short laugh. Linhardt hasn't even glanced up from the book in hand- until his next words, which he speaks clearly and directly to you,

"I'm being quite serious. I wouldn't even mind if you woke me up. I mean," he turns his gaze to the pages once more, "I'd probably just fall back to sleep immediately afterwards anyway. It would be... relaxing, I think."

With his words in mind, you ease the sheets from between you and him, and shift closer. His breathing is low and steady, soothing in a way you cherish- though you know you're about to disrupt his restful slumber. The thought curls the corner of your lips into a smirk as your fingertips graze down the center of his torso to the hem of his pants.

The first hitch of his breath comes when you slide your hand past his clothes and dip your fingers between his thighs, stroking gently along the swell of his lower lips. You can feel his body warm, his fair complexion dyed pink, and your grin widens. Slowly, gently, your fingers press to him, easily finding his clit and teasing it just enough to gradually flood his cunt with warm, wet arousal. Linhardt moans softly, turning his face towards you, though still very much asleep. Your touch quickens just slightly, running a firm but tender path back and forth over his quivering clit, coating your fingers in his slick as his breathing becomes erratic and his brow furrows. Goddess, he's beautiful like this- you're entranced.

For a brief moment, you press two fingers to his warm, tight pussy. The entrance resists the slightest bit, but quickly accommodates you as you gently open him up with slow, shallow thrusts. He's panting- very softly, but you can hear it, and with time you realize he's practically in-rhythm with the pulsing of your fingers. Your own body begins to burn with need, but your focus doesn't waver. Lin has given you the chance to touch and toy with him to your heart's content- and you're nowhere near content just yet.

Very slowly, you ease your touch from his body and your hand from his clothes, and carefully reposition yourself between his thighs. Linhardt's breathing has calmed somewhat, though he still looks flush-faced and needy. Forest dark hair tossed across his pillow, lips just barely parted, he's so lovely it's almost a shame to let him continue sleeping. Almost.

Fortunately, his thinner physique makes it easier to tug his pants down his hips and legs, and he offers little resistance. His plush lower lips are pink and dampened, and you stifle a low groan of your own. When you kneel down between his thighs and kiss the soft folds, he squirms just a bit with a faint whimper. You smile. If this is what he happens to wake to, you imagine he'll have no complaints. So, abandoning all pretense, you spread his pussy lips with your fingers and lean into him.

Linhardt gasps and his body tenses as he feels your tongue, firm and warm against his stiff little clit. His fingers grip at his pillow, his legs twitch inward around your head, and he gasps your name into the quiet of his bedroom.

"So... good..!" he sighs, breathless and already trembling beneath you. You wonder if he even realizes you'd teased him to this state of desperate arousal with your fingers- but for now, you're both only focused on your tongue running firm along his most sensitive nerves. You steal a moment to taste his cunt, your tongue flicking and pulsing at his entrance, feeling the way he clenches and flexes around you. It's divine, the way you can feel his need, but you don't linger here long, returning to his aching clit to push him rapidly towards release.

Pleasure-drunk and seemingly only half-conscious, Lin's slender fingers weave through your hair and weakly tug you against him, as if you needed the encouragement. Your lips seal around the nub of his clit and the surrounding tender flesh, sucking gently while your tongue strokes firmer and faster. He's gasping your name now, hips jerking against you. Then, at last, his head tilts back on the pillow, and his fingers curl in your hair. With his thighs trembling around you and his body arching from the bed, he cums hard against your mouth, panting and whimpering all the while.

You exhale heavily when you finally part from him, a little winded, but grinning with satisfaction. Lin's lavender eyes barely manage to focus on you, before rolling back and closing once again.

"Ohh... that was incredible... like a dream..."

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[satancopilotsmytardis]

Ok soooo, dacryphilia and cock warming (or collars) if it hasn't already been done already. love how you write Shigaraki's reaction to Dabi's tears, and the headspace Dabi has to be in to actually let himself go enough to cry. And tears of blood are usually seen as gross and/or creepy, and I can imagine how Dabi is used to people being disgusted (if he even lets himself be vulnerable enough to cry Infront of someone). But Shiggy loves them, ugh, your writing will be the death of me. And hawks can't cry so maybe learning Dabi's bastardised version. Idk Shigadabi, shigadabihawks your choice. Sorry for the long ask

Prompt: Cock Warming, Oral Sex, Dacryphillia

Pairing: Shigadabi

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Cock Warming, Dacryphillia, Dom/Sub, Subspace, light Breath Play, light Pain Play, light Blood Play, Face Fucking, brief Accidental Voyeurism

Knew that he was in for a long punishment when he ignored Shig's texts for a week. In his defense... okay he doesn't have one. Knew that Duster needed to go off and do shit with Re-Destro as Grand Commander or whatever and that he couldn't tag along because he needed him at base making sure that everything else was in order. Ignoring his lover because he was pouting, especially when Shig made sure to text him every day to check up on him outside of work stuff, was petty and rude. But he was petty and stubborn and apparently willing to live up to his moniker of 'brat' from his lover. Had thought he was in for Duster coming home and throwing him against the nearest flat surface and putting him in his place. 

Instead Shigaraki had come back, they'd gone over work stuff, and Duster had just gotten up and left the room. Only came to bed long after he fell asleep and left long before he woke the few nights he managed to sleep at all due to his insomnia. Still will talk to him about work, never rude to him, but is absolutely getting even with him for the week of cold shoulder he'd given. Absolutely not punishing him in bed the way he'd wanted because he'd definitely figured out that's what Dabi had been angling for. Hates that this is so clearly a much more effective way of punishing him because he's getting absolutely desperate for his lover's attention. 

Breaks after three days of the cold shoulder. Breaks after another morning waking up alone in bed, Duster's side left deliberately unmade so that he knows he was there this time and left without waking him, hadn't curled up close like they usually do. Throws on his clothes, sans coat, and heads towards Shigaraki's office. Fine. Groveling it is.

Makes it to his office unimpeded and knocks on the door, 

"Come in." Pushes it open and Duster cocks a brow at him. "What is it?" 

Doesn't say anything, shuts the door and then moves over to where his lover is sitting at his desk. Still doesn't say anything before he gets down on his knees, half crawling under the desk to do so. Duster watches him, expression flat. He puts his hands behind his back and rests his temple against his knee, keeps his eyes on the floor, head lowered, the picture of submission. Stays still and quiet. Takes an agonizingly long time before Tomura sighs softly. And then there's a careful hand petting through his hair. 

"Why were you misbehaving, kitten?" 

"...missed you." 

"Would have had me back sooner if you hadn't been so rude." 

"I'm sorry, sir." 

Duster hums, keeps petting him gently and Dabi melts into the touch. Missed his hands so badly, missed his attention, missed his words-- the soft ones and the mean ones that he saves for him behind closed doors. "I'm glad you came and apologized," the hand pulls away from his hair and he nearly whines for it back. "But you misbehaved for a week, baby. Punishment's not over yet. Go do your work." 

Does let out a soft whine now, desperate to be forgiven, desperate for Duster's touch back. "Please sir, I'm sorry, I'll be good--" 

"If you were going to be good then you wouldn't be talking back to me so soon after apologizing." Voice ice cold and not deigning to look at him when Dabi risks lifting his head. Has turned back to his own work, expression closed off. Fuck. Doesn't know what to do with how sour and sick his insides are going, the tremble that's starting to go through him. Feels like he's going to drop and they haven't even really played yet. Duster glances at him and goes still. Wonders how stricken he must look to make him pause. "Oh, sweetheart," the coldness goes so suddenly, hand reaching to stroke over his cheek. 

Didn't realize he was crying until he gives a soft sob as soon as his hand is on his face. "I-I'm sorry, please sir, I won't do it a-again, please," Can't stop the tears as they slip over his cheeks. Doesn't dare reach for him, wants to hold on tight, clingy and needy. Anything to make the sharp sickness and shame soften where it's clawing at his chest. 

"Pretty boy," catching some of the bloody tears, smearing them from his skin, expression so soft and warm on him as he sniffles and tries not to sob. "You really do feel bad, don't you, baby?" 

Dabi nods weakly. 

Duster sighs, like he's still disappointed, like he's still misbehaving, and Dabi's gut goes absolutely hollow thinking that his lover is still going to send him away. "Alright, sweet thing, come here," makes him shift until he's hidden under the desk, makes him keep his hands behind his back and hope sparks sharply through him as Tomura undoes his belt and slowly pulls himself from his pants, giving his cock a few long, languid strokes as he catches the tears still slipping over his cheeks with his other hand. Eyes darker as he touches himself, as he watches him cry. Always likes to see him cry, always makes him when they're in bed together. Likes to see him cry because it's another sign of his submission. Because Duster is the only person who's gotten to see him cry since he became Dabi and delights in knowing that he can reduce him to nothing but a messy tangle of needy emotions to the point that tears are the only release for it. "Open up, kitten." 

Does so readily, leaning forward and letting his lover feed his cock between his lips. Can't help the little moan at the taste of Duster's skin on his tongue. Starts to lick along his length, sucking eagerly, more than ready to make up for his bad behavior. Not expecting a hard pull at his hair, sharp enough to make him whimper, eyes flicking up to meet Tomura's. 

"Not like that, baby. Let you stay so long as you can behave yourself but I have work to do." 

Oh. He shifts a little settling in, sucking and licking more gently, feeds him into his mouth a little slower, until he's sitting just at the back of his throat. Takes him a second to find a place that's deep enough but that isn't restricting his breathing, his jaw and lips stretched wide around his lover's thick cock, but settles. Will happily stay right here for as long as Tomura lets him. 

The hand in his hair pets him again, "That's it, being such a good boy." The sickness in his gut ebbs away with the words and soft touch. Makes way for the light, floaty fog his head goes to sometimes when he gives up control to Shigaraki. Makes everything feel softer and a little distant. Makes his eyes slip shut as he focuses on the cock in his mouth. Can't blow him the way he usually likes to. Needs to be good. Keeps stroking along his length with his tongue languidly, only swallows when he has to, keeps him pressed into his throat for as long as he can before he gently pulls off enough to breathe and takes him in again. Never pulls more than an inch or two back. Keeps as much of his lover's cock in his mouth as he can. 

Has no idea how long Tomura keeps him like this. Knows that it's long enough for the discomfort in his knees and jaw to go completely numb. That he's so distant and foggy that when Tomura shifts, hand moving to the back of his neck and pulling him a little further onto his cock, he's surprised by the muffled moan he lets out. Surprised to realize how hard he is too. Hopes that means his lover wants him to really start to suck him off, but he shifts back to petting him lightly, lets him resume his rhythm and goes right back to his work. Dabi whimpers but Duster doesn't even glance at him. Now that he's noticed his arousal it's becoming a more persistent discomfort. His cock aching and straining against his pants. But he needs to be good. Has to behave. Will be sent away if he doesn't. Does his best to settle. 

Only manages to stay still for a few more minutes. Just trying to shift a little, trying to spread his legs a little wider to relieve some of the pressure against his cock. Moves too much and has Tomura's eyes back on him, a little sharper than they were before. Pauses as Dabi stills. 

Lets out a low, mean laugh when he sees the obvious bulge in his pants. Dabi flushes hotly, working his tongue along his length more insistently. Tomura pulls his hair again, "My little whore, like being used so much. Let me see how hard your pretty cock is, baby." 

His hands are trembling, keeps sucking Duster's cock as he undoes his belt and the closures of his pants. Moans as he wraps his hand around himself, the air of the room so cool against his overheated skin. Barely has started to move his hand before the tug on his hair comes again, much more roughly. Hard enough it sends stars dancing behind his eyes, making his cock drip and him moan around Tomura's. 

"Didn't give you permission to touch yourself, hands behind your back, sweetheart." 

Torture to do it but he doesn't hesitate. Won't misbehave again when he's still in trouble. 

"Good boy." And then he goes right back to his work. 

Agony to have Tomura's hard cock in his mouth, to not be allowed to suck him off properly, to be so hard and so exposed and not be allowed to touch himself. Wants to make his lover feel good, wants to be allowed to cum. Hard to stay relaxed and keep warming his cock. Can't help the little whimpers and whines that are slipping from his throat each time he's allowed to take him as deep as he can go and swallow. Moans a little too loudly when he starts to taste his lover's pre, bitter and salty, on the back of his tongue. Makes his own cock start to drip too. 

Goes abruptly still when he hears a knock at the door, his temperature spiking sharply with his panic. Cuts through the nice hazy fog of his arousal as he struggles to remember if he locked the door behind him. Tomura smiles again, sharp and dangerous, holds him in place and fucks into his mouth once and Dabi gets the message. Starts to really work his mouth over him, tries to be quiet, shame making his cheeks burn as his lover calls,

"Come in," 

Can't be seen from where he's kneeling, but knows if he's too loud that he'll be heard in the small room. Tries to be quiet as he swallows around Shig's cock, starting to bob his head along his length, rubbing his stud against his head the way he likes, rewarded with more pre against his tongue. 

"Hey boss man, sorry to bother you," 

Fucking, god damn it. Of course it's the hero with his sneaky feathers that can hear everything. 

"It's fine, what do you need, Hawks?" And Duster's voice is calm and even as he addresses the hero. 

"I was just wondering if you know where Dabi is? Been looking for him for half an hour but I haven't found him yet." 

Duster tugs on his hair, forces him to take his cock as far as he can into his throat and Dabi tries desperately not to choke. "Any reason you're looking for him in particular?" Doesn't let him pull back for breath. Holds him in place as his throat twitches and spasms around his cock as he tries not to whimper or gag. 

"Just checking in, gonna be going to Musutafu for a team-up and wanted to let him know before I left." Black spots are starting to bloom behind his eyes. Squeezes them shut as he feels tears start to slip fresh across his cheeks. 

"I'll let him know, he's busy doing some work for me today." 

"Alright, welcome back, by the way." 

"Thanks, good luck with your hero work." A distant ringing is starting in his ears. 

"Thanks, I'll see if I can bring back something good when I'm finished. See you, boss man." The door shuts again, but Tomura keeps holding him in place for another few seconds. Until Dabi is sure he's going to pass out. Then pulls all the way out of his mouth. 

Dabi doesn't know if he's gasping for breath or choking on a sob as soon as his throat is cleared. Coughs weakly as the tears slip over his cheeks, as he gets enough breath back to realize how much closer to the edge the fear of being caught and the sharp discomfort of being choked brought him. 

"Still being so good for me baby, look so cute like this. Love watching you cry. Wonder how many more tears I can get out of you like this. Open back up, sweetheart, I'm not finished with your mouth yet." 

Whimpers but does so immediately. Doesn't know how much longer he can last like this. Knows he'll be in trouble if he talks back again. But Duster doesn't make him go slowly this time. Wraps a hand around the back of his neck and starts to rock his hips into his mouth. Dabi sobs, delirious with his relief as he starts to move, as he readily lets Tomura work up into something faster as he licks along his shaft and swallows around him every time he sinks into his throat. No finesse left in him, is drooling, sobbing, moaning, all messy and desperate as he chases his lover's pleasure, chases his own, balls tightening with each rough thrust. 

"Fuck, that's it pretty boy, being so good for me. Come on, know you can do even better." 

Didn't think he had anything left but he's desperate to be good for Tomura. Wants to be forgiven for misbehaving so badly. Ignores how badly his jaw is hurting again, ignores the way pain sparks sharply along the edges of his lips. Presses hard, pushes until his nose is buried in the nest of white curls at the base of Tomura's cock and takes him as deep as he can into his throat and swallows. has to keep swallowing as they moan loudly, Tomura spilling down his throat. Dizzy as he drinks every drop, doesn't stop, doesn't pull back. Keeps going until Duster's hands are coaxing him back. Pulls off, a few strings of thick saliva and cum clinging to his lips. Realizes belatedly he can taste blood too. That there's blood smeared over the sides of Tomura's cock. Hard to register anything because he's floating through the haze of his own orgasm, cum splattered over his stomach and soaking into his shirt. 

Duster is wiping the tears off his cheeks again, lets out another soft bit of laughter. Dabi whimpers, thinks he's going to get into even more trouble, but when he manages to look up at him, his lover's eyes are so adoring on him. "Always like getting your throat fucked so much, baby boy." 

Too raw from the treatment to find his voice but he manages to nod. 

"Come here, sweet thing." Doesn't bother to wait for him to get his limbs under him, doesn't need to. More than strong enough now to pick him up and pull him into his lap. Peppers his face with soft kisses as he tucks them both back into their pants. Dabi melts against him, still floating. "Did such a good job, baby. Made up for misbehaving this week." 

Can't help the little relieved sob he gives, tucking his face into Tomura's neck, clinging to him. "I'm sorry," voice absolutely ruined. Can barely speak at all, can't bring his voice above a whisper. 

"Oh, baby boy, shhh, I know, I know. Love you so much, sweetheart." Pets his hair and presses a kiss to his temple, holding him a little tighter. "And I missed you while I was gone. Why were you so rude, kitten?"

"...missed you." Hides his face, mumbling into his shirt, knows he's staining it with his tears and, with what he can now tell, are more blood trails from the staples he apparently pulled at the edges of his lips. "Just wanted you to pay attention to me when you came home..." 

Duster sighs, can feel him shake his head slightly, voice gently amused. "I would have paid attention to you as soon as I got back if you'd behaved, baby."

"I'm sorry," he murmurs again, nuzzling in a little closer, like at any second Tomura will change his mind and abandon him again. 

"I know, kitten. Come on, put your arms around my neck." Does so immediately as he feels his grip shift so that he can lift him as he stands. "Gonna go get cleaned up and then I'll give you my attention for the rest of the day, that sound good, baby?" 

He nods, pressing a kiss to his neck just above his collar. "Thank you, sir. Love you." 

"Love you too, firefly. No more misbehaving." 

Shakes his head. Still feels miles away from his body. Couldn't misbehave right now if he wanted to. 

Might have something else to say about that when he does eventually pull himself out of this fog. But for now he's more than content to do exactly as he's told so long as he can stay in Duster's arms. 

Thanks so much for submitting! Still accepting prompts from this list!

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[twilightarc-gm]

ChengXian Kink Prompt - Pottery Class Meet Cute

Thank you to the Jiang Cheng's Disciples Discord server for this brainworm! Unfortunately I do not write Modern AU anything but I would read the hell out of this!

If anyone wants to take a shot at this, please tag me when you post!

Inspired by this image:

Modern AU where WWX is in his phase of exploring all his kinks and getting into the BDSM community, but no one he knows irl is already in that community so he's fumbling along with it.

And he's bit of headcase and one friend invites him to a pottery thing and another acquaintance he's trying to use as a connection to the Scene has a similar name; both send text messages. WWX's brain scrambles the info.

WWX dressed up in a low cut neckline for the pottery class he doesn't realize is a pottery class because the few BDSM stuff he's been to is local small groups using other studios for their events because they can't afford a place themselves.

JC giving him a once over because WWX is looking very slutty, and just handing him an apron covered in dry clay like, "I guess you have somewhere to be after class?"

And JC's hands already have clay under the nails because he was setting up bins with the wet clay blocks, and when he hands over the apron, WWX already gets a load of callused, strong hands with sculpted forearms because JC has a thin t-shirt on, the cheap kind you can throw away that JL has colored all over.

WWX is never wrong okay? He totally meant to be here. And the instruction board does say choking!

WWX is there with three other people, two of which are wine aunts and the other is a young lady obviously there for the class learning and was dropped off by her girlfriend. The aunts keep flirting with JC and they take 30sec-1min to understand what he meant every time WWX makes a dirty innuendo.

JC has heard it all before...

Turns out JC is in fact in the underground BDSM scene~

He probably did it on purpose naming a class like that but didn't think anyone would be dumb enough to not read the class description.

Let JC be a gremlin!

Then this idiot shows up dressed like that and… Oh. Oh no. He likes the idiot He will tease the idiot by pretending not to get the innuendos & then he makes his own, face completely neutral

I love a WWX who dishes it out but can't take it, so he goes blisteringly hot and flubs a sexy response.

End of class, JC pulls up his phone with the calendar details of an actual intro to choking class and makes the comment that the low neckline isn't necessary for that class either, as it's just theory and proxies.

Someone with a better sense of humor than I please be inspired 🙏🙏

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[iammistressofmyfate]

Pet Play & Collars for Ronan/Gansey if it sparks joy? 👀👀

I love that you're picking all of the prompts that I've never written before! Making me flex my writing muscles! This was fun!! I hope you like it!!! 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

68 & 86. Collars & Pet Play

[Kinky/Spicy Prompts]

Ronan stood very still, eyes closed, head bowed, as Gansey fixed the collar he’d placed around Ronan’s neck. It was tight, enough for him to feel it, but not too tight that it restricted his capacity to breathe. He could smell mint and the detergent he and Gansey shared, could feel the heat of Gansey’s body close to his. 

Ronan thought he would be more anxious about this, but he was surprisingly calm. This was Gansey, one of the few people left in the world that he trusted completely, that he would do anything for, so taking this step wasn’t really outside the realm of possibility for him. 

He was Gansey’s dog, through and through, and he didn’t feel like that was anything to be ashamed of. He was loyal and fierce and protective, and it was a nice feeling having those qualities appreciated and recognized. 

It sweetened the deal a little to know that he’d be rewarded for it, too. 

“How’s that?” Gansey asked and Ronan opened his eyes, looking down at Gansey. He’d taken his contacts out and was wearing his glasses, his brown hair handsomely mussed. He was looking at Ronan critically, assessing for discomfort. 

“Fine,” Ronan replied and Gansey smiled. 

“Good,” he hummed warmly. “Now, like we practiced, yeah?” 

Ronan nodded, watching Gansey step away, moving around the room purposefully, gathering his backpack, placing it close to his desk. He pulled a notebook and textbook out of it, settling things on his desk, and Ronan waited patiently. 

Gansey sat, turning to Ronan, beckoning with a finger. “Come.”

Ronan came. 

“Sit.” 

Ronan sank to his knees next to Gansey’s desk chair, looking up at him, holding himself still as he waited. Gansey was in a pair of basketball shorts and his polo shirt, barefooted, comfortable, settling in for an evening at home. Ronan was in nothing but his boxer-briefs. 

“Good boy,” Gansey hummed, warm and fond, stroking a hand over the curve of Ronan’s skull, petting. Ronan’s eyes slid closed, lips parting a little. He felt his cheeks go warm and heat traveled down his spine at the words, at the careful, affectionate touch. 

Gansey did that a few times, before brushing his thumb over Ronan’s cheek, and pulled his hand away, turning to his work. Ronan knelt obediently at his side, resting his head on Gansey's thigh when permitted to do so, receiving intermittent, absent-minded pets as Gansey worked. 

It wasn’t easy for Ronan to stay still for long. He didn’t like being idle, preferring to be moving, doing things, but he forced himself to stay where he was, because that was what he had been told to do. 

An obedient dog at the foot of his master.

By the time Gansey was done with his work, Ronan was a little stiff. He lifted his head, hands in his lap, watching Gansey put his books away, clearing off his desk. 

“You did so well,” Gansey praised and Ronan sat up straighter, blinking slowly. “Good job. What a good boy.”

Ronan licked his lips, lifting hopeful eyes up as Gansey turned his chair toward him. He was slumped in his chair, one elbow on an arm rest, his cheek leaned against his knuckles. 

“I did say you’d get a reward if you were good,” he mused and Ronan held himself as still as possible, body poised, waiting. His heart raced, heat pooled in his belly. His eyes flicked to the front of Gansey’s basketball shorts, which left very little to the imagination, and then back up to Gansey’s face. 

Gansey smiled knowingly at him. 

“Alright,” Gansey said. “You can use your mouth.”

Ronan shifted to move forward but Gansey held up a hand and Ronan froze. “Ah. Wait. Sit.”

Ronan sat back on his heels, practically vibrating. He watched as Gansey lifted his hips, tugging down his shorts. Ronan had seen Gansey’s dick before, had had it in his mouth, and his hand, and his response to seeing it was Pavlovian. He swallowed. 

“Come here, Ronan.” 

Ronan went, sitting between Gansey’s legs, eyes shifting from his cock to his face and back again. He licked his lips, resting his hands on Gansey’s thighs, and leaned in to lick at the head of Gansey’s cock. 

Gansey had a hand at the back of Ronan’s neck and Ronan could hear his quickened breaths. He closed his eyes, sucking on the head of Gansey’s cock, whining softly, tongue dipping into the slit, tasting him. 

Ronan moaned, taking Gansey down as far as he could, sucking him off with eagerness. 

“Oh,” Gansey murmured. “That’s good. You’re so good at this, Ronan.” 

This made Ronan redouble his efforts. Using his tongue, a light scrape of teeth, bobbing his head. 

“Touch yourself,” Gansey commanded and Ronan did, hastily shoving a hand into his underwear, pushing the elastic down just enough to get a hand around his own cock, jerking off in time with blowing Gansey. 

He could tell Gansey was close, the way he made progressively louder noises, how he had a hand on Ronan’s neck, the other gripping Ronan’s shoulder. Gansey very rarely swore but Ronan heard him say a few choice words, which only spurred Ronan on. 

Ronan allowed himself to relax, let Gansey fuck his mouth. He opened his eyes, feeling them tear, looking up at Gansey, watching him come. He was always handsome, but there was something more about the way he leaned back, mouth open, gasping. 

Ronan swallowed, giving himself a few more firm strokes before he came, Gansey’s cock still in his mouth. He was breathing harshly through his nose and Gansey sat up, stroking both his hands over Ronan’s head. 

“What a good boy you are,” he sighed, pressing a kiss to the top of Ronan’s skull after Ronan let him slide from his mouth. He was still breathing hard and Gansey pulled him closer, holding him. Ronan leaned into him, closing his eyes. 

“Such a good boy, Ronan.”

Ronan whined softly and Gansey hummed, kissing his forehead. 

“C’mon. Let’s get cleaned up.” 

Ronan obeyed.

FIN 

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Nsft prompt list

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1. Missionary

2. Doggy style

3. Sitting in lap

4. Against a tree/wall

5. Dry humping

6. Fingering

7. Oral

8. Cock warming

9. Mommy/Daddy kink

10. Bondage

11. Gag/Gagging

12. Impact play

13.  Shibari

14.  Sadism/Masochism

15.  Role play

16. Voyeurism/Exhibitionist

17. Wax play

18. Dirty Talk

19. Nipple play

20. Blindfold

21. Orgasm control/edging

22. Praise

23. Degradation

24. Accidental stimulation

25. Public play

26. Breath play

27. Bareback

28. On a motorbike

29. In a car

30. Begging

31. Pet play

32. Double penetration

33. Face fucking

34. Face sitting

35. Wrestling/Play fighting

36. Frotting

37. Tribbing

38. Thigh fucking

39. Intoxication/Drugged

40. Mirror sex

41. Latex/gloves

42. Strip tease

43. Uniform

44. Biting

45. Thigh riding

46. Sensation play

47. Somnophilia

48. Toys

49. Strap on

50. Pegging

51. Teasing

52. Grinding

53. Phone sex

54. Obsessive/Possessive sex

55. Quickie

56. Under the desk

57. On the kitchen table/counter

58. During a movie

59. Hatefucking

60. Overstimulation

61. Body worship

62. Primal play

63. Vibrator play

64. Morning sex

65. Religious play

66. Dubcon

67. Caging

68. Hair pulling

69. Fuck toy

70. Gang bang

71. Putting the condom on for them <3

72. Soft and loving

73. Shower sex

74. With people in the other room

75. Aftercare

76. Threesome

77. Giggly carefree sex

78. First time with specific person

79. Glory hole

80. In heat/a rut

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