#kinktober smut

[hisxthighs]

KINKTOBER, october 24 — jake, bondage

includes: jake x y/n, bondage, edging, orgasm denial, fleshlight

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you finally convinced your boyfriend to let you tie him up for once. usually jake was always the one dominating you, taking control. but you wanted to see just how badly you could mess him up.

jake was chucking, rolling his eyes as you locked the fluffy hand cuff around his first wrist. “where’d you even get this kinky shit from?”

his shirt was already torn off because you wouldn’t be able to remove it if his hands were huffed. grabbing the second hand cuff to lock his other wrist to the headboard, you kissed his forehead. “shut up,” you smiled innocently as you locked eyes with him.

he bit his lip, tilting his head, “the dominant role doesn’t suit you baby, why don’t we just give up with all this and you can let me take control of you-”

you roll your eyes as he tries to convince you to stop. “i said shut up.” you kiss down his neck which causes his eyes to flutter shut.

“and what if i don’t?” he whispers, his tongue sliding across the inside of his cheek. your eyes narrow up to that sight and you reply with, “then i’ll leave you tied up here with this erection of yours.”

that made jake shut up. he was watching you straddle his lap, kissing down his smooth chest. you even licked his nipple to see if you could get a reaction out of him — which he bit down on his lip even harder, eyes squeezing shut — “oh? how come i never knew you had such sensitive nipples?” you gently nibble one which causes him to groan.

your tongue laps his nipple one last time before trailing down his stomach, wet slobbery kisses touching his bare skin. you reach the hem of his sweatpants, your hand palming your boyfriends hard-on over the fabric. you could feel it practically throbbing.

“are you really that turned on?” you giggle, watching his facial expressions change the second you allow his cock to hit the cold air. his eyebrows furrow and he licks his lips. you do nothing but tap the tip of his cock with your finger, playing with the bead of precum that has already risen to his tip.

as you continue to tease his cock, giving him absolutely no friction other than the tapping of your finger on his sensitive tip, jakes body twitches, hands pushing into fists as he tries to lunge forward, forgetting he was tied up. he uses his legs instead to thrust his hips upwards, whining as he wants more friction.

“jake.” you tilt your head, looking up at him.

“fuck.” he watches you kneel in front of him.

“c’mon, say it.” you smile, licking your lips as you keep eye contact with him. your eyes stay focused on his face rather than his muscles that were flexing on each side of his head.

“mmm…” he turns his head to look away from you. you sigh, crawling off of the bed and grabbing your car keys next to the bed, your boyfriend watching you get ready to leave him behind.

“wait, no-” jake throws puppy eyes at you which always make you so weak. but you had to stand your ground. if he wasn’t gonna ask you for anything then there would be no point in helping him get off. “please touch me.. don’t leave.”

your eyes narrow down to his cock which twitched the second you looked at it. you cross your arms and look back up at his face. jake tilts his head to get the fallen strand of hair out of his face.

“please…” he slightly bucks his hips up and you immediately shut it down. pushing his hips down on the bed, you say, “fine but you’re not allowed to move.”

“but-”

“no.”

you hear jake gulp loudly as you begin to stroke his cock. he whimpers the second your hand grabs a hold of it. you straddle his waist to make sure he doesn’t move, leaning in forward as you give him a quick peck on his lips. then, you grab the blindfold that you had waiting on the bedside table.

“c’mon, do you really have to-”

“jake, sweetie… you promised you’d let me do anything to you today. remember?”

the last thing he sees before you pull the blindfold over his eyes is your evil, innocent smile. he bites his lip, unsure of what you were going to do next. he feels you get off of him, listening to you rustling through the drawer. it goes quiet for a moment until he feels your weight shift back on his body.

“a-ah!” he moans out as you kiss his tip unexpectedly. he bucks his hips while you’re straddling his waist, your back down facing him as you’re kneeling down to lick his precum up. you knew that you’d be too light to keep his hips down but you wanted to try anyways.

“baby, don’t move your hips, you know better than that.”

he nods aggressively, a bead of sweat dripping down his forehead. you take hold of the toy you grabbed from the drawer when you first blindfolded jake, smirking at the fleshlight. jake swears he could hear you spit, his heart pounding as he can’t see anything but darkness. biting your lip, you slowly sink the fleshlight down onto his cock, already having it lubed up from your spit.

“fuuuck,” he whines, head tilting back to lean on the headboard. you slowly move it up and down his length. of course it didn’t feel as good as your pussy but when he was this horny, fuck it felt good. your speed gradually gets faster and jakes forcing himself not to buck his hips because he was terrified that you’d stop if he did. his wrists were twitching in their place, wanting so badly to grab the toy and fuck it as hard as he could.

“fuck, fuck, fuck,” jakes mouth is opened as his back is arching. your other hand is gently massaging his balls as the one with the fleshlight is only getting faster.

“faster! fasterrrr- pleeeeaseee,” he’s moaning so loudly and you can’t help but move your hips against his stomach, trying to get rid of the aching pain of arousal in your cunt.

“can i- can i cum-”

you feel bad, almost giving in but you don’t. you stop moving your hand when you feel his balls tighten in your hand and he whines loudly. “FUCK- WHY- why’d you stop,” you look back to see a string of drool dripping down his chin.

“because i like seeing you like this… you look so needy,” you turn your body around to face his, kissing his lips hungrily. he wasn’t expecting it of course, he was blindfolded so he couldn’t see your next move. speaking of next move, you were already back to fucking his cock with the fleshlight.

after edging him three more times, watching your boyfriends body twitch at any touch to his cock, you finally let him cum. your hand is tightly holding the fleshlight, pounding it on his cock hard and fast. he’s moaning, almost screaming when he finally cums. you can see the white ropes leak out from the sides down his cock.

“t-thank you,” he whimpers when you pull the fleshlight off of him. you turn back around to lift his blindfold.

“you didn’t think we were done, did you?”

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[luvrxbunny]

emotional intimacy

Pairing: Eddie Munson x F!Reader 

Prompt: Dirty Talk

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, smoking (weed), emotions, piv, unprotected sex, (lmk if I forgot anything)

WC: 1.8k

A/N: this general idea has been on my mind for so long omg (not proofread)

You take a long hit, impressing Eddie with how much smoke you exhale but bringing a smile to his face when you start coughing. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.” He laughs at you and takes the blunt from your hands. “Always think you’re some big ripper but can never handle.” He takes a hit. “The heat.” He raises his eyebrows at you as he exhales much more smoke than you had- without coughing. You giggle and push him over as you finish your water. “Shut it.”

You lean back and snuggle into his arm, feeling the immediate high from your last hit. He smiles at your action and the content sigh that leaves your lips once your face is pressed into his arm. He smokes the rest of the blunt while you lipsync along to the music he put on. “Can I tell you something? Cus- Well-” You sit up and tilt your body to face him at an angle. You have a shy look and a nervous little smile twitching on your lips. “I have something to say but- but it might be too soon or like um- maybe too much but I- It’s h-how I feel..?” He sits there confused for a moment, too high to figure out if you’re not making sense or he’s not understanding you. “Um... Yes?” 

You roll your eyes and laugh at him gently. “Do you wanna hear it? I- Cus you can’t get upset at what I say, get weird, or like- I don’t know be all awkward afterward… Okay?” He sits up straight, suddenly intrigued now that he understands what’s happening- you’re going to tell him a secret. He leans forward, pulls his knees up, and rests his chin on them with a curious sparkle in his eyes. He nods his head wildly, making his curls jump. “Mhm! Tell me, tell me.” You feel a surge of anxiety and excitement run through you as his eagerness. 

You take a deep breath and scoot closer to him, offering yourself a bit more comfort before beginning your statement. “I- “ You pause as your heart skips a beat, take a deep breath, and force yourself to continue with a nervous smile. “I really like you, Eddie.” His eyes widen and his head tilts like a confused puppy but he stays silent, waiting for more. “You’re just- ugh. You’re so cute and perfect and kind. You’re so nice to me I-” You cover your face at how wide your smile is getting. “You make me feel like- like there’s a sun inside of me, like there’s a bright light trying to break through that can like- that only you can ignite. I’m not sure if- I don’t think I’m making sense.” You giggle at yourself with your gaze down on the covers. “I wake up wanting to see you. I go to sleep wishing I spent more time with you. I- I hope and pray constantly that you’ll still like me the next morning and that I- I keep being your type and a girl that you wanna be with and-”

He kisses you, unfolding all his limbs and pulling you into his lips. You giggle happily into them, overjoyed that he’s taking your outpour of emotions so well. You caress his cheek and the back of his neck with your hands as he kisses you, moaning gently into the kiss before pulling away. “Sorry. Sorry, keep- keep going.” He’s panting and his face is red, cheeks beaming as he smiles at you expectantly, waiting to hear more. Your brain is a bit scrambled by the kiss, it’s oddly heated nature in such a heartfelt moment but you push through for Eddie. “Um. I think- I don’t think I could think up a better boyfriend if I tried, I- You’re everything I want, everything I need and more and- and you do it all without even trying! You’re just perfect for me.” You pause for a moment, coming to a certain realization that you would’ve held in normally, but the weed has lowered your inhibitions and Eddie is staring at you with his big, chocolate, puppy dog eyes and it’s too much to handle, the feeling is bursting inside your chest. “I- I just love you, Eddie.” You confess, staring right at him as you do to gauge his reaction. 

His eyes widen so much you begin to get self-conscious, worrying that you’ve gone too far, that you should’ve stopped, it’s too soon. His eyebrows furrow and his head tilts again. He reaches out for you slowly, taking your hand off the bed and slowly intertwining your fingers. “Are you- Are you sure? Are you being serious or- I mean” He chuckles sadly. “You’re pretty high right now, sweetheart.” Despite the fear of rejection, you feel the need to make your emotions crystal clear to Eddie. 

You shake your head vigorously, an adorable pout on your face as you glare softly at him. “Don’t say that, Eddie. You know I can still think clearly. I mean it. I didn’t know before- I just found out! But… that doesn’t make it any less true.” You state sternly, assuring that he believes every word you’re saying. His eyes flutter as his thumb strokes over your hand and he nods slowly. He leans back against the bed, pulling your hand with him and you almost fall on him. “Well. I love you too.” He had a proud smile on his face as he spoke but once his eyes met yours he could see the hesitation, so he made his feelings as clear as yours. “You’re the sweetest thing in my life, baby. You know that light you were talking about? The one that you say feels like a sun inside you? It’s you, baby. You’re the light. You light up my life and the lives of everyone around you. You-” He sighs and adjusts his position, lifting his hips before leaning further back, his eyes on the ceiling so his hair falls back over his shoulder and exposes his neck. “You never need to worry about being my type. You’re my everything. I can’t even look at other girls without comparing them to you, and none of them- none can even begin to match up.”

You feel your heart race as he speaks, and if we’re being honest… a little heat starts up in the base of your stomach, a little tingle between your legs as you take in all his feelings for you. “You’re the hottest, most prettiest, most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen in my fuckin’ life you-” His words become background noise as you admire him, his arms have come to cover his burning red face but the gesture has his shirt riding up, exposing his little happy trail and accentuating the way his stomach is tensing under his shirt. Your eyes keep moving, trailing down further and finally noticing the movement of his hips under the covers. “I can’t even go an hour without thinking about you and- You’re so- Baby, I love you so much- I can’t even put it into words. I’m- I don’t have the vocabulary for it. You-” He cuts himself off with a gasp as you pull the covers down further, revealing the painful-looking bulge in his pants. 

Your eyes widen at the sight but you’re not surprised, you’ve been feeling the same way. He’s sat up and staring at you as you stare at his crotch, already leaking at the sight. “I’m- I just- I’m kinda weird so- so you telling me you like me, and you- Fuck. You love me just- It turns me on? I don’t- It’s weird I know but I can’t help it, baby. You’re so fucking hot.” His words send a shiver down your spine as your hand leaves the blanket to palm his cock without a second thought. His head falls back as he grabs your wrist and pulls your hand closer, giving himself more pressure from your little hands. “Oh, please.” His eyes are in the back of his head, overly sensitive from his high and all your emotions. “Mm— not gonna last, sweetie. Wan- want you, gotta be inside you.” 

You’re climbing into his lap and undoing his pants before he can even finish his begging. His hands run up your arms to cradle your face and pull you in for a kiss while you pull his cock out. Goosebumps erupt over your body at his hands running over your skin, your high having turned all your senses up to eleven. You can feel your clit pulsing inside your panties as he pulls them to the side to help you line him up with your hole. “Yeah, lemme in, babes. Good girl.” He whispers to you as your slide onto his cock. 

His eyes flutter and try to roll to the back of his head as his cock slides into your warmth, your burning heat that consumes him until he’s filling you to the brim with his own. It feels different, being with you feels different now that you’ve told him the way you feel. He can tell you’re thinking the same thing, feeling the same thing by the way you're fucking yourself on him. You’re abusing yourself with his cock, arousal pummeling into his stomach every time his hips meet yours. “Sweetheart—” 

His nickname for you comes out as a whimper as he wraps his arms around your waist and his head falls into the nook of your neck and shoulder. He’s whimpering into your skin, his hips grinding up as best he can as you grip his hair and tighten around his cock. Your body is on lit, like a spark and Eddie is gasoline, he’s setting you alight. “I’m gonna cum, baby.” He groans raggedly at that, his hands gripping your hips, his blunt nails digging into your plush hips. “Good, good. Cum on me, my love.” His words send you over the edge and your orgasm pulls him with you. 

You shake over his cock as he moans into your ear, his tummy tenses against you as he starts to fill you with his cum. He pulls away from your neck to moan into your mouth as you moan into his, your wet lips ever parted over his. He can’t help the smile that comes onto his face as he examines your expression. You have soft tears in the corners of your shut eyes, your brows are furrowed and drawn inward as you come down from your peak but keep grinding into him slowly. He watches you twitch in overstimulation as his cock still cries into you. His cum has started to leak out of you, onto his sheets, and making a mess of both your thighs and he’s just kissing you.

There’s a smile on his lips as they press into yours, a chuckle sliding out and filling your mouth. You pull away with a hazy smile over your lips. “What?” You ask, your voice high and tired. His chest almost explodes with love at how gone you are, at how easily you give yourself to him. “That was the hottest dirty talk I’ve ever heard, baby.” You give him a shocked giggle and hit his chest as he wraps his arms back around you and falls back onto the bed, pulling you down with him. 

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[littlebabyyd0ll]

KINKTOBER DAY SEVEN, SIZE KINK

His heart beats for you, sweet little you, and his head goes wild for your tiny little hole.

Daddy!Ari x Smaller!reader

Warnings: SIZE KINK! Reader is described to be vv small & short. Stomach bulge from Ari’s monster cock. Kinda crybaby reader, lots of dirty talk. Dacryphilia. Not proofread.

18+! Enjoy!

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It’s hard to think, hard to breathe when you feel so full. You feel like you’re choking on him, inhaling him, and he thinks it’s funny. He’s chuckling as tears fill your waterline and splash onto your cheeks. 

He’s rough and burly, so big as he crowds himself over your little form. “Is it too much, honey? You’re crying, poor girl, you can’t take daddy?” 

You can, you know you can, because you are right now. Ari moves a little softer at the sight of your running tears, and he mocks your little pout. You can’t help it — he’s just so big, fills you so well, your little hole stretched out over his hard cock. There’s not much more spreading that your legs can do, trying to accommodate the width of his waist within them. God, he’s such a monster, and it doesn’t help how tiny you already are. 

“I can!” You protest with a sniffle, brows creased together unhappily. It only makes him laugh more.

That makes it all the more worse, especially when you can feel his cock twitch inside you. 

You whine, pushing your wet face into the creased pillows beside you. 

“I know you can.” He mumbles pitifully, finally taking a break from his mean teasing. One of his big, calloused hands makes it’s way up your twitching body until it winds itself around the back of your neck, fingertips brushing your hair at the nape of your neck. “Always take me so well, huh? Prettiest fuckin’ girl with the,” he breaks, a grunt as you look at him with those teary bambi eyes, “tightest little hole.” 

“Daddy,” you cry, tiny hands pushing against his hairy chest as he picks up the speed of his thrusts. Deep within your hazy mind you notice how pretty your manicured nails look against him, a treat that he paid for monthly. Ari groans again at your broken whine, leaning down to plant hot kisses against your wet cheeks. 

He’s never loved anything as much as he’s loved you. 

Angelface you, who fell off your bike in front of his driveway. He had been out the front, sweating profusely as he pushed the mower against the overgrown grass – he’d only just moved in to the massive place, inherited it from some uncle he never even met. He can still remember catching your eye as you peddled past, the way that you had been far too distracted looking at his chest, the way that you toppled over into one of his bushes. 

He was enamoured the moment that he first touched you.

Being the natural savour that he is, he jumped straight away to save you. His big hands wrapped under your arms and lifted you effortlessly from the crumple of limbs that you had ended up as. And when he set you on your shaky feet, that was when he realised just how fucking little you were. 

The top of your head reached around the bottom of his pecks, leaves wound into your locks. You tried to stable yourself against him, the tiniest of hands splayed out against his stomach. He can remember the way that your big watery eyes had looked up at him, apologising excessively and trying to ignore the throbbing, bruising pain. He can remember the feeling of fullness overtaking him, forcing him to reach out for you, to try his very hardest to win over your heart. The same feeling stays with him now, the need to protect you, baby you, keep you for himself. 

So tiny and helpless. 

His hips stutter as he looks down and lets out a long winded moan, something that would surely have the neighbours concerned and stray cats replying to the call. 

“Look, baby. Look at how good you take daddy.” He’s not teasing anymore, instead moving your limp head to face downwards. Your vision is blurry from the tears, but you blink fast to try and clear your vision. Then you see it, the thing that makes his hindbrain cry out and push his hips faster. 

There, at the very bottom of your tummy, is a slight bulge, appearing and disappearing with every stroke he gives. He’s so big, just massive, a juggernaut. You're so tiny, look like some sort of pixie next to him. The hotness of the sight has your eyes rolling and a choked whine filling the air, matching the rough slapping of skin upon skin, and the echo of your slick. 

Ari laughs again, pushing a warm hand against the moving bulge. “Is that daddy all up in your guts, huh? M’fucking ruining you, kitten. Does daddy feel good? Can feel you clenching, tightest little hole.” He’s getting just as close as you are, he always gets blubbery and breathy when he gets close to cumming. “Best I ever had, you know that? Best fuckin’ girl. You're my girl, baby. Tell daddy you're his girl.”

Your tears are worse now, but you will always give him what he needs. “I-I’m your girl, daddy. Always your girl -ah!- please, please.” Your breathing is rough and troubled. Your hand pushes against him, but all your pussy does is pull him in deeper. “S-So big. I can’t– M’gonna come.”

“Fuck. Sweetest girl. Make the cutest little mess. Come for me, angel. I got you. Daddy’s got you.”

It’s white hot, the pleasure. It grabs you and swallows you whole, has you shaking and creaming all over his cock. Your squeaks and whines are enough to push him to the edge too, and Ari pulls your tiny frame into a bear hug as he paints your rippling walls white. Ari shudders with you. Mouthing at your jaw, his warmth completely encompasses you. The gentle giant is so good to you, shushing your tired cries as he slips out of your wet cunt, thumbing away the tears at your cheeks. He keeps you there, small and tucked away, like his own little secret, like something fragile and tiny, like his most precious of keepsakes. 

Like his sweetest little girl.

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[thewritersaddictions]

Day Three: Homelander + Hate Sex

On screen you and Homelander have the most romantic loving relationship, in person on the carpets and at meetings it doesn't change. But behind closed doors, and when theres no cameras to be found Homelander hates your fucking guts, and you hate his.

Homelander is arrogant, self absorbed, egotistical, pompous, and worse of all beccause of all of this he thinks everyone owes him. That he owns everyone. There's no part of you that enjoys having to pretend to love him on screen and in front of the cameras. It makes you sick to your stomach, and normally you can push down the anger, and disgust after a carpet, or time on the screen.

But today Homelander just pushes you a little to far.

Snatching your hand away from his tight grip as the camera are turned off, you run off. Needing, desperalty needing to take a shower and get Homelander scent and hand prints off your body. He doesn't care much for the dramtic

s, or for the way you strut off like you're better then him, so he follows close on your heels.

"Y/n? where the hell are going?" He asks as you conitue to get far from him. The hallways are cleared as soon as people see the two of you making your way. "Leave me alone Homelander, I've done what I was suppoised to do for you and your little show, now let me have a few second to myself." You say not even turning around.

You aren't sure how you mamanged to become apart of the Seven but Homelander had 'seen something in you'. You walk faster trying desperalty to get towards your office. Get Homealnder out of your hair. "Y/N! Stop fucking running away from me!" Homelander screamed in the hallway, so close you open your office door and try to make sure Homelander can't get in, but failing Homelander gets his way.

You aren't sure how you manage to be stuck between him and the wall "I don't understand why you have to be suck a cunt all of the time." Homelander taunts you, you roll your eyes and try to unhook your wrists from his grip, but fail moaning out in frustration. "You're a fucking asshole." You mutter grinding your teeth. "I've heard that before. All you have to do is play along with our little story, you play so good on tv why can't you just be like that all the time baby." He taunts you more, you squirm in his arms.

He's so strong, and the longer he stands so tall in front of you the more you start to loose control over your thoughts. You try to not look at him, but even that's a bad idea. Looking over at your desk naughty, disgusting thoughts run through your mind.

"Oh!" Homelander exclaims as he follows your eyes, they're so dark lost in your own world of disgusting pleasure. "I see what you're thinking, such a dirty fucking slut." Homelander mutters as he somehow manages to get you from the wall to the desk with your chest pressed hard into the wood.

You're ripped out of your superhero clothes and be naked in front of Homelander. Wet and waiting for him, it feels wrong and disgusting, but as Homelander glides two fingers over your wet cunt and plays with your clit your thoughts melt and your obsense moans bounce on the walls.

"Fuck you!" You manage to get out, hating what he's doing to your mind, and body. "Oh I'm sorry." it's all fake, you hear the sounds of fabric and zippers, then the tip of his cock nudging at your cunt. Your eyes roll into the back of your head as Homelander gives your cunt no prep.

Cock so much bigger then you've ever taken. Walls sucking him in, nails breaking as your clench hard around the desks edge. "You're so tight… fuck… should have fucked you so long ago" Homelander mutters out, you spasms around him as one of his hand grip around your neck and pull your up. Back to his chest. He fuckes you into harder, nuding at the perfect spot. "Fuck… your cock… pleasee don't stop" You feel Homelander chuckle agasint your back

"Yeah, just be a good cock clut for me baby… Just needed a cock ole fuckin' to make all that bratty attitude to fade away huh?" He slams into you, hand to come playing with your clit. White is all your see, and his breath is all your feel as he cums on your back.

Silence takes the room over, he cleans up your back. Throwing your superhero suit back at you. "I still fucking hate you." You mutter as your slip your clothes back on, "Good because I still hate you sweetheart, but I love that cunt of yours."

Completed on: 06/04/23

Posted on: 10/03/23

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[cherryheartssblog]

A FRIENDLY HALLOWEEN PARTY

Summary: Y/N is having her first Halloween party with her mom and new step-dad Negan Smith. Negan met her mom about year ago when he moved to teach at a local high school in town. Y/N is home from college for her mom’s annual Halloween party when her costume pushes Negan over the limit.

Warnings: SMUT, mentions of oral sex, cursing, daddy kink, drinking, age gap (reader is in her 20s and Negan is in his 40s), stepdad! x reader relations, public sex!, dirty talk, jealous! Negan, bathroom sex!, and cheating.

DAY TWO OF KINKTOBER

The house looked like October threw up in there. Y/N’s mother was completely obsessed with Halloween, ever since she was three they had a Halloween Party. It was a friendly Halloween Party a few drinks were served for adults, lots of finger foods, music, and games for the children attending. This year was a little bit different than the rest, Y/N’s stepdad was having their first Halloween together in the house.

Y/N’s mother remarried last Christmas to Negan Smith, a high school teacher who just moved in next door. Y/N hated the fact she thought her own stepfather was hot. He used to be her next-door neighbor she could watch him when he mowed his lawn shirtless innocently, but now it feels weird. Y/N was quite surprised to see how fast her mother moved after her father left a couple of years ago.

Y/N wrapped the rest of the fake spider web across her fireplace in the living area. Y/N was home for her fall break, helping her mom with the decorations for the party. Her mother was in the kitchen getting all the food and drinks together, laying everything out neatly. Y/N was dressed in a shorter black dress, it was complimented with black gloves and her witch hat. Her makeup was darker than normal, giving her the witch look she was going for. Y/N’s mother dressed in her own more covered witch costume.

Y/N could hear Negan’s feet patter down the staircase close, she had not seen him since she got ready. Her and Negan’s relationship was rather complicated, she liked him and they got along.. maybe too well. The guilt stirred in her stomach knowing what happened just a couple of weeks ago, her mother was completely unaware of anything going on between them two.

Y/N fucked her stepdad.

She couldn’t even tell how it happened or how it all started that night. One minute she was coming home late from a bar with her friends, the next Negan was furious with stumbling in at 2 AM. He confronted her at the door, Y/N was astonished at his reaction, she was in her twenties for fucks sake. Y/N thought maybe the alcohol in her system made her more confident, but she pushed it a little too far that night. Negan’s thoughts about his stepdaughter kept happening, haunting his dreams at night. The guilt he had soon left, finally showing her who was the boss.

Fucking her against the front door, covering her muffled screams so her mother didn’t hear her fucking her “daddy.” As Negan quoted himself that night.

Y/N kept her back turned, the decorations looked pretty good she just had to keep herself from not peering over at him. Y/N felt the man behind her, still hearing his feet heading to the kitchen; greeting her mother. “The house looks great, you girls did a wonderful job.” Negan's voice sent chills down Y/N’s spine; she gave in finally glancing over and seeing Negan eyeing her. Negan did not have a costume on, just dressed in a leather jacket and black bootcut pants. His freshly saved face from a couple of weeks ago was no more, with his face with that beard again Y/N loved. Y/N realized how long she was looking, clearing her throat and moving away from the fireplace. Y/N’s heels clicked on the wooden floor entering the kitchen with her mother and stepfather. Negan’s eyes stayed on her the whole time, she felt like he was eating her alive with his eyes.

“Y/N has been the interior designer, she always loved doing it.” Her mother giving her full credit, Negan placed a kiss on his wife's cheek quickly, his hands staying in his pockets. Y/N was not sure but his actions were different towards her mother's, Y/N wished she did not feel this way about Negan. She hated how she did not regret fucking him weeks ago, while her mother slept upstairs. She knew she would do it again in a heartbeat. Negan rubbed his scrub on his face, the doorbell interrupted his lustful thoughts about his stepdaughter who stood in front of him in a shorter dress showing each curve she had. Y/N’s mother clapped excitedly, knowing guests were starting to arrive.

“I’ll get the door, Y/N get some music going, darling.” Her mother smiled, heading over to the front entry way leaving the two by themselves in the kitchen. Y/N’s stomach twisted up, keeping herself glued in place as Negan’s eyes roamed her body. Negan lingered closer, his face emotionless. “You think the outfit is appropriate, sweetheart?” Negan questioned her, his eyes staying on her bare legs. His teeth brushed over his lips lustfully. Y/N was nervous, his actions scared her in a good way. “Do you not like it?” Y/N asked innocently, looking down at her costume, “Mother thought it was perfect and simple.” Her lips curled into a playful smirk, Negan’s face however still seemed furious.

“I think you look hot baby girl, but I don’t want other eyes wandering,” Negan confessed, his presence closer to her. Y/N's nails dug into her hands, feeling so deep like they could draw blood, “if they do I guess I’ll have to punish you.” Y/N legs started to feel weak. “You’re not supposed to have those types of feelings Negan.” Y/N playfully said, she was serious though in a way. Negan’s feelings for her were lustful but deeper than that.

“I could say the same to you, doll.” He knew she felt the same way about him. When Negan met her mother it was a while before he got to meet her especially with her being away at college. When he finally met Y/N he thought she was so beautiful, and quite a catch. During the later nights when she was home, he got to know her better. She was so smart, they had things in common he never thought they would share.

He remembered the dreams he started to have, the thoughts of her sneaking into his mind. Negan could not help but give in to it when Y/N was begging for it.

Y/N reached over to the many foods and fruit her mother had laid on neatly. She reached for a strawberry biting into it slowly, Negan couldn’t believe he was getting turned on by her eating a fruit. “Enjoy the party, Daddy,” Y/N whispered seductively, walking away from Negan leaving them helpless and horny.

===

A couple hours into the party, Y/N had a few drinks in her, talking to a few of her neighborhood friends. Her purple Halloween-themed cup was filled with her favorite iced alcoholic beverage. She laughed at her friend's joke, Y/N side-eyed Negan across the room with all his buddies, her mother in the kitchen catering to her friends.

The party was loud, kids ran playing throughout the house. A few adults dancing most were sitting around talking. Negan would keep a few glances over at Y/N, she looked so hot and her smile could send him over the edge.

“That’s one new daughter you got there, man.” One of Negan’s older buddies sipped his drink, and Negan felt a jealousy stir deep inside. “Yeah, she is something,” Negan murmured, chugging his drink to the end. His hands crushed the cup, and Y/N watched his movements towards the kitchen. “Excuse me.” She excused herself from the group, handing one of her friends her cup. Y/N crept up the stairs knowing Negan’s eyes wandered up with her.

Y/N turned the corner going into one of the guest bathrooms of the house before she could close the door a hand stopped hee causing her to jump. Negan stepped in quickly before eyes saw him, slamming the door behind him and locking in quickly. Y/N gasped as her back hit the sink being trapped in the smaller bathroom with the man.

His hand went right to her neck, causing a moan to fall off her lips. Negan’s lips curled, inches away from her face feeling the heat radiate off her body.

“Eager?” Negan teased her and growled against her. She let out the cutest whimper feeling Negan's semi-erect cock. Y/N bit her lip as Negan moved to bite her neck. Negan sucked a dark hickey on her bare neck, his hands still holding her throat. "Someone going to see the hickey, Negan," Y/N whined trying to push him back, Negan picked her up letting out a squeal. Luckily the music was blaring through the house no one could hear them.

"You belong to me," Negan growled, he wanted everyone to see that she was owned by him. Even if everyone knew it possibly could not be him. Negan growled once more, pushing her dress up.

“Fuck. Daddy.”

The younger woman breathed out, Y/N looked down at Negan, and all the cockiness she had was out the window. Negan was turned on by her submissiveness. Her lips glistened and hee lips swollen. Negan had her trapped under his grasp. Her limbs were trembling as Negan had his head between her neck. She bit her lip, almost tasting blood.

“Someone getting cold feet?” Y/N teased, pulling down the laced underwear she had under her black dress. Negan's eyes wandered down watching her every move. "Fuck me, then let's go back to the party." Negan could taste the alcohol on her breath mixed in with her lip gloss. He was so drawn in with her, that he hated it.

“It’s okay. Just relax baby, Daddy won’t hurt you.” Negan voice was calming, gently massage her bare thighs. Y/N's cheeks were flushed, sweat forming on her forehead. Negan let his finger drag across the bottom of her lip, she sucked the tips of his fingers.

“Don’t worry, you know I know how to treat a fine piece of ass.” Negan kissed her once again but this time, softer. Y/N moaned against Negan's lips. He reached his hands lower to touch the ends of her dress. Her thighs dared to close but Negan stopped her movements. “Be a good girl. Let me touch your pussy.” Negan purred and her muscles slowly untensed. Negan slowly pulled down her dress up revealing her naked pussy which looked like the perfect dish to him. Her heels were still attached resting on the wall in front of them. Y/N's hips shifted, begging for a release.

“Mm, baby. You like that?” Negan said pressing harder against her, removing his jacket. Y/N's eyes closed feeling his finger brush her clit, she hummed hearing the buckle of the hit belt fall to the floor. She only nodded answering his question.

“Use your fucking words,” Negan warned. “Yes, I like it,” Y/N whined, feeling Negan's member tease her entrance. Negan could feel the excitement in her body after making such a noise. The older man nibbled her earlobe causing her to whimper. Without warning, Negan slammed into her as hard as he could. Her nails wanted to rip through her gloves, her witch hat still somehow on her head.

Y/N's mouth opened as he covered it quickly her muffled screams fought with his hand. His thrusts were quick and rough, and Y/N's head slammed into the mirror behind her. Negan's grunts followed his deep thrusts, his hand slowly moving from her mouth.

“Negan, it feels-“

“Oh yeah. Tell me, baby, tell me how I feel.” Y/N moaned and went to hide her face in his now bare chest. Negan laughed lightly, she felt amazing. He moaned at the warmth of her pussy, how tight she grew around him. Negan knew she was getting close and he was not going to be far behind her. "I'm close daddy." She stuttered out, Negan's sloppy thrust showing how close he was, "Come in me."

Negan loved the way she begged, how helpless she was in front of him around his cock. "Fuck baby, you got me close." Negan pulled her hair roughly, "What have you done to me? Got me pussy whipped." Y/N could just moan feeling herself realase around him, her head resting down on the mirror feeling his hand cover her loud moan. Negan soon released his load into her pussy, letting his thrust get slower and slower. Y/N could barely catch her breath, feeling like she was high on adrenaline still. Negan playfully patted her cheek, bringing her closer to his face. Her cheeks rested between his hands, listening to each of his words.

"Now let's go back and join the party, I'll come eat that pussy out after your mother is in bed." Negan kissed the tip of her nose leaving her in the bathroom to clean up.

Now this was a Halloween Party…

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[localnerdforsteveharrington]

Day 1 of Kinktober: Sirius Black with Sir Kink

Ask: maam/sir kink + friends to lovers with sirius black for kinktober I'm begging

Warnings: smut, sir kink, praise, kissing.

You’d been friends for years but when Sirius saw you walk down the stairs to that night’s party, his feelings about you were confirmed. As desperate as it sounded, he knew he needed you.

That is how you ended up in his bed and begging for him to let you come. “Please, sir, please. I need you now” you whimper as he teased your entrance. “Now your begging? Because to me it seemed like you were begging that waiter for a lot more than a drink” Sirius teases.

“I’m sorry, please I need you, sir” you beg him when suddenly you feel him pushing in further. “You gonna take it like a good girl for me? Huh, sweetheart?” Sirius says, before thrusting into you. Your moans fill the room as he continues thrusting into you.

“Please, sir, feels so good” you manage out between moans. His lips are pressed against your skin as he scatters love bites across your soft skin. “You taste so good, baby” he mutters against your lips. Both of your bodies flushed with desperation.

“You gonna come for me, baby? You wanna come?” Sirius teases with a smirk. “Fuck, please, sir, need it so badly” you mumble, the feelings getting to you as your high neared quickly.

Just then with one more thrust, both of you let go as your climaxes hit hard. Whimpers and groans fill the room as Sirius continues thrusting into you during your descent. Heavy breathing is all that can be heard as you both lay there.

“Fancy another round, sweetheart?” Sirius asks with a smirk down on your naked body. “Let me leave this one first” you say with a smile. This makes Sirius smile, “such a good girl for me.”

#kinktober #kinktober 2023 #marauders kinktober #sirius black x reader #sirius black smut #kinktober smut

[ink-and-blotts]

Day 2 - Submission

Kinktober day 2, which is definitely not 5 days late, I would never post anything late of course ;-;

Warnings: reader is a little bit of a toxic dom at first, punishment mention, marking, blood mention, submissive tomura x dom reader, tory sucking (except tomuras getting his titties sucked lmao), mommy kink, slight degrading + praise, a little bit of cockworship, face fucking, descriptive mentions of his cock + cum, soft aftercare :)

It’s late when you come home to your shared apartment. You’re exhausted at this point, mentally, as you drag yourself up a flight of stairs and to your apartment door.

You’re careful to be quiet as you shut the door behind you—Tomura’s bedtime was just over an hour ago and you know how hard it is to get him back to sleep once he’s awake.

The lights are all off, so you struggle to make your way through the pitch darkness, wincing as you bump into furniture as you make your way to your room. The door’s shut, and you’re careful to keep quiet as you slowly turn the knob and push it open, old hinges screeching in a way that makes you cringe.

You expect to see Tomura asleep in your shared bed, cuddled up in an excessive amount of blankets and cuddling the ridiculously huge plush teddybear you’d won him from the city carnival last year. He’s usually got at least three pillows to accommodate him—one for his head, one for his arms (along with the teddybear), and one between his thighs for comfort. But tonight you see none of that.

He’s laying on his side, covers up to his waist with his shirt off—probably lounging in his boxers despite you buying him so many silky, expensive pajamas for him to wear. Blue light shines onto his face and you see something on his phone, bedsheets rustling slightly, but you’re too far away to see what he’s looking at.

At first, you figure he fell asleep scrolling through social media or something. But then you hear a soft moan coming from his side of the bed, and jealousy sparks in your chest.

Aside from the basic ground rules of a dom-sub relationship, you two really only have one strict rule: no porn for either of you.

It makes you jealous, you had explained when you realized he hadn’t quit his porn addiction after the first few weeks of dating, seeing him cum all over his fist for some other woman. Of course he didn’t know any better—still a virgin when you met with barely any dating experience, he wasn’t really sure what he was supposed to do when he needed to shoot off a load, especially when you weren’t around.

You call me, you’d explained, a bit annoyed. Whether you’re at work, with friends, in the other room, you made sure that if he needs to cum, he fucking calls you.

So why was he committing an act of such disrespect? You come home late one night and this is what he does?

You make no effort to stay quiet anymore, dropping your bag onto the floor and storming over to the bed, snatching the phone out of his hand.

“What’s this all about, eh?” You ask.

He jumps, startled, and tries to grab the phone back, but you keep it out of his reach.

“Y-You’re home?”

“What does it look like? I had some entitled customer offer extra money half an hour after closing and got forced to deal with them for another hour—I’m home a little late and you immediately go watching that shit? Did you even think?”

“That shit? What are you talking about?” He sounds nervous, raspy voice shaking as he stares at the phone in your hand and back to your glare.

“You know what I’m talking about, Tomura,” you snap. “You deliberately stayed up past your bedtime because I didn’t come home early, didn’t even bother to lock the door while you jacked off to another girl getting her back blown out, and now you’re lying? Fucking disrespectful,”

“A—Another girl?”

Tomura laughs, unexpected from you even considering his brattiness. He’s usually bold, but he thinks he can laugh about something like this?

“Something funny?” You ask, annoyed. “What kinda shit were you even watching?”

You pick up his phone and unlock it—your face already registered for his ID unlock—and your expression softens.

You expected to see lewd videos of girls with spread legs and abhorrently fake moans, exaggerated expressions and poor scripting as they attempt to make the shit look hot.

But instead you see a social media app, on some account you don’t recognize—you have all his passwords, of course—and dozens of reblogged thirst tweets.

They’re dirty, unbelievably dirty—you knew your baby was a slut, but he can’t even tell you what he wants when you’re about to fuck him, let alone repost these things for anyone on his blog to see.

You stare for a moment, reading through them, and looking back to Tomura’s expression.

His laughs of disbelieve have faded into nervous chuckles, face gone redder than his eyes as he watches you scroll through his phone.

“This is what you were staying up doing?” You ask in disbelief, feeling guilty for yelling at him just a moment ago. “You were the moaning I heard? And—And what’s the fake account for? Who’s is this?”

“I—It’s mine,” he admits sheepishly. “’m sorry, mommy—I should’ve told you I made a new one, but—but then you would’ve looked at it and seen the posts and—”

You shut him up with a messy kiss, lips lazily slotting against his as you cup his burning face, more embarrassment seeping into his cheeks.

“This is what you were doing, up past your bedtime?” You chuckle, laying down next to him and showing him the posts as if he wasn’t the one who saved him. “Do you see how slutty this makes you look?”

“I—I know, mommy, you don’t need to rub it in,” he stammers, tongue tripping over his words as his voice shakes. “I just—”

“These go back for weeks, love,” you tease. “You’ve been reading these for a while, hm? Wishing they were you?”

“Well I—erm—”

You silence him with another kiss, softer this time, and keep scrolling through the posts.

“You want these? You want it to be you?”

“Yes—no! I mean—”

You laugh a little and pull him into your chest, muttering about how that’s just so cute, love, and that if he needed these things so bad, he could’ve just asked.

“‘m’not good at using my words, mommy—you know that!”

“Oh hush,” you sigh, stroking his silvery hair and scrolling into another post.

“If this is what my baby needs so badly, what kind of mommy would I be if I didn’t give it to him?”

You click on one of the posts, laughing at the way he tries to hide his face in your chest.

A pathetic moan forces it’s way from his throat as you read more posts aloud, him whining as he tries to bury his face deeper into your chest.

“Degrading, hm? I knew you were a little slut, but I didn’t know you liked being treated like one,”

He whines again, unable to to stop himself from grinding against your thigh. Even through the material of his boxers you can feel how wet he is, the tip of his cock drooling precum through the fabric. You can’t help but mumble about how cute it is, how wet he is, just from reading a few dirty posts online.

“You know, I really should punish you—you’re up past your bedtime and hid this dirty secret from me for a long time, love,”

“’m sorry, mommy!” He whines, muffled by your shirt. “Needed you—needed to cum so bad and—and I couldn’t do it alone, and you weren’t home and—”

“Shh, baby, hush,” you coo, trailing your fingers down his body. “I won’t punish you tonight, you seem like you really need it, don’t you?”

“Yes, I do, please!” He lifts his head to look at you, large puppy eyes boring into yours. “I won’t do it again, p-promise! Jus—Just help me, please?”

You smile softly and set his phone down on your nightstand, fixing your attention on his wide eyes, pathetic tears of yearning and need threatening to spill down onto his cheeks.

You crawl over him, and although he’s bigger than you—taller, heavier, more muscular—he feels so small under your intense gaze, crimson eyes scanning every tiny expression of your face.

“I’m gonna take care of you, love,” you promise, pressing your lips onto his in a bruising kiss before he has the chance to respond.

Slender fingers tangle themselves in your hair, desperately trying to pull you closer, to get more.

Your tongue forces its way into his mouth, his dry lips moving in to suck on it, drowning in your taste. A moan leaves his throat as you move down and bite on his lip, tugging on it until the metallic taste of blood floods your mouth.

Delicate lips make their way down his neck, tongue tracing over self-inflicted scars, covering them with brilliant marks of violet and crimson. You make your way down to his chest, leaving soft bitemarks and gorgeous bruises, tongue lapping over his sensitive nipples before you lean in and suckle, a rush of pride leaving your body in a soft laugh as his hips buck pathetically, lonely cock desperate for attention.

“M-Mommy, please,” he whines, failing to push your head off his overstimulated nipple.

“Please what, love?”

He whines again, a pathetic mewl of your name as his untouched cock twitches in his boxers.

“M-My cock, mommy! Touch me there!”

Normally, such a demanding tone would’ve earned him a hefty punishment—one that would’ve left his ass bruised and red with handprints, a nasty punishment that would’ve ended with him sobbing on his knees, begging for forgiveness.

But tonight you just can’t help but feel bad for him, knowing how needy he must be.

So you stop teasing him and move your focus to his boxers—a sticky, wet print covering the plaid print in the front—and tug them down to his thighs, taking in the sight of his gorgeous cock.

You were far from inexperienced when you met Tomura. Not a slut or a player, but you’d seen plenty of men naked, and you knew how to take care of them. But even ignoring your obvious bias to Tomura, his is still your favorite.

He’s big—longer and thicker than normal, your two hands still not being able to fit him all. A virgin when he met you, he thought his cock was average at best, but nothing like the over exaggerated shit he’d seen. He’d been so adorable, so shy to show it to you for the first time, so confused when you sucked in your breath and told him it’s the biggest you’ve ever seen.

Thick veins wrap around the shaft; your favorite is the fat one that runs along the underside of his cock. And it’s so fucking pretty, a perfect shade of dusty rose, tip turning redder and redder the harder he gets.

Once you’re done admiring him, staring at how pretty his cock is, you slowly wrap your lips around the tip of it.

Precum pools under his foreskin, and you dig your tongue into the slit, giggling as his cock jumps at your touch. You lap up the salty precum, swallowing every delicate drop before taking him further in.

You start slow—or at least, you try to—as you take him in, wanting to savor him, savor the taste of his fat cock on your tongue.

But you’re impatient, can’t wait any longer—and neither can he, as he instinctively bucks his hips up into your face, effectively shoving his length down your throat.

You choke a little around him, throat spawning at the unexpected intrusion, but god, it feels so good just to have him in your mouth.

You allow him to tangle his fingers in your hair, using your mouth like it’s a fucking fleshlight as he forces your head up and down, up and down.

It hurts a little, every slam of your face into his pelvic bone, lips catching on his silvery pubes—but you force yourself to take it, marveling in just how good your baby fe le from your touch.

He moans louder and louder, switching between cries of your name and “f-fuck, mommy!-” as he uses you to get himself off.

It doesn’t take long before his cock twitches in your mouth, and you know he’s close. You moan around his cock, an unspoken plea for him to finish in your mouth.

And despite not being able to form words, Tomura knows, Tomura always knows what his mommy wants.

So he gives it to you, a final thrust of his hips having him moan out a cry of your name as he paints your throat with hot, thick ropes of cum.

You pull off a moment later and swallow, savoring the taste of his cum in your mouth as you clean him up with your tongue.

He’s still panting when you come back up to his face and pull him into your chest, poor baby still struggling to come down from his orgasm.

But it’s your soft embrace, your plush lips pressing gentle kisses into his skin as he calms down, your voice hushing him through it that helps him slowly drift off.

As he cuddles into your body, feeling your loving arms around him, just one thought runs through his mind.

God, he fucking loves you.

#tomura smut #shigaraki smut #bnha smut #kinktober 2022 #tomura x reader #dom reader #sub shigaraki #dom/sub #kinktober smut #kinktober day 2

[derangederensimp]

Demon Slayer One Shot Kinktober

#30 Sex Pollen Akaza x Fem Reader

CW: Plot, Angst, Sex Pollen, Rough sex, biting, blood, choking, spit, mating press, Creampie.

Amazing artwork that is inserted in the fic was made by SMUT_hie

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Akaza scoffed, knowing there had to be better things Muzan could’ve had him do instead of escorting a human around like a lost puppy. But he preferred it be him than anyone else, that way he knew you were safe.

The only reason Muzan still kept you around was because he noticed how protective Akaza had subconsciously grown over you and how your face lit up whenever you saw Akaza. A love that even Muzan could see was growing. A pawn to him to use if Akaza disobeyed him.

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It’s been quiet since Akaza came and got you from the last location Muzan had left you at. He always left first to a new hiding location and then had one of the demons come and get you eventually. None of them understood if Muzan took an interest in you, how come he just didn’t turn you into a demon? All that’s happening to you is aging and becoming a demon, you could be with him forever just the way you are now, is that not what he wanted? They all thought. None of them dared to ask and just followed his orders.

The silence killed you as you longed to hear Akaza talk, even if he was going to act like a jerk to you. Unknown to you that Akaza also hoped you’d pipe up a conversation just to hear your sweet voice to pull him from reality even if it was for a little bit.

“Come on, you can walk faster than that y/n, or is it that your human legs stop you from going faster?” Akaza narrowed his eyes looking back at you. He wanted to see how you reacted but was disappointed to see no reaction other than your soft smile you always wore.

“What’s the rush, you're a demon so not like there’s another threat lurking around here. Besides, it's beautiful outside. Muzan keeps me inside all the time so let me enjoy this alright? Don't you ever just want to sit and relax, Akaza?” You asked, stopping in your tracks and looking at the night sky filled with stars. To think about it, lately the only demon that has been taking you place to place was Akaza. He clearly hated it but you enjoyed his company even if he was quiet most of the time. That same soft smile growing on your face once again as you looked up thinking about that.

Akaza’s facial expression softened watching you, his annoyance fading. He always thought you were pretty but something about how you stared at the sky made his heart feel warmer. “O-okay” He said reluctantly, sitting on the grass. You did the same, a gust of wind blowing the hair out of your face. Taking in a deep breath you smiled at Akaza who just stared at you. “If you were human when you met me, what would you think of me?” You quizzed

“I’d still think you were beautiful” looking away at your mouth hanging open, a soft chuckle coming from him. “Y-you think I’m beautiful?” You asked.

“Of course I do. You humans need to get your ears checked. I said that loud and clear didn’t I?” He said, putting his hand on the back of his neck.

“Do you think I’m going to die soon?” You asked, staring at him.

“You think you’d still be alive if he wanted you dead? I- I wouldn’t let that happen to you anyways.” Akaza said, looking over at you.

“Why is that?” You mused, scooting over to be closer to him.

“It’s my job to protect you” he stated, looking down at you now.

“So if you were given an order to leave me behind or to kill me you wouldn’t?”

What was this feeling Akaza felt in his chest, an aching sensation at the thought of you being hurt in any sort of way. “Never” he spoke up. You brought your face closer to his trying to close the gap between the two of you. He smiled down at you but before he could place his lips on yours his smile fades from his mouth, furrowing his brows noticing something wasn’t right.

Something about the air changed. Looking around he spotted a group of glowing blue flowers, pollen being blown up into the air. Pulling you onto your feet he tried to flee the mist of the pollen but he didn’t want to hurt you. Making it too late to get away.

His pupils dilated watching yours do the same. He pushed you at arms length, it felt like fire burning through his veins fighting the burning urge to kiss you. “A-Akaza I want to kiss you” you said, your eyes hooded as you gazed at him. Pulling you back into his embrace “You sure?” He panted, feeling your warm body in his arms made him just want to rip into your clothes to feel how soft your skin would be on his. “Please” you asked, a slight tone of begging lingered. Whatever it was that you breathed in started setting in as both of your bodies burned with desire for one another.

Pushing your hair aside he planted his palms on your cheeks and brought his lips down to yours. A spark seemingly coursing through your body as you wrapped your arms around his neck deepening the kiss. The heat growing between your legs making your cheeks flush pink. Your lips only unlocking to get a gasp of air before you two were back to exploring each other's mouths, tongues pushing at each other. Akzaza was a panting mess, his cock hard but luckily his baggy pants hid it from you.

Akaza pulled away from your lips, a string of saliva lingering between you “more, I - I need more” you panted. A grin growing on his lips before he sunk his head between the crevasse between your neck and collarbone, his lips peppering your skin making you let out a soft moan. He felt the need to pin you down surging through his body. Softly pushing you to lie down he hovered over your body.

Putting his knee between your parted legs he pulled at your Kimono, shifting it from your shoulder and pushing the cloth from your thigh as you yanked at his vest and tangled your fingers in his hair. One of his hands kept him grounded while the other hugged your neck softly, giving him a clear spot at your neck to start licking at it just to hear your soft moans again.

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“I need you” Akaza cooed desperately into your ear. “Let me have you please” he pleaded. Your hungry hands pulling his head down to your neck to feel his sweet mouth on your skin. The feeling giving you even a bit of relief from the constant surging of your impulses wanting to take control. Your grip tightening on his clothes pulling him closer to your body as you slammed your lips to his.

Needy moans coming from the both of you as your hearts beat out of your chests. Trying to pull off each others clothing, only pulling away from each other to catch your breath before going back at it. Akaza finally undid the ties of your Kimono pushing the beautiful fabric off of your skin revealing the most intimate parts of you. His fingers traced the fabric of your panties, his cold fingers sending shocks down your spine. “All mine, all mine, all mine” he chanted as his fingers glided past the damp spot your juices had caused.

Your mind was reeling, your body moving on its own instinctively bucking your hips into his touch. “D-don’t tease me Akaza… need you” you panted, staring up at Akaza with hooded eyes.

The next thing you heard was your panties being ripped off your body. His palm resting over your cunt as the other hand reached behind your back to undo the clasps of your bra. Finally freeing your breasts to him, he dipped his head down to your nipple, taking it into his mouth and flicking the bud with his tongue. He looked up at your face watching your reaction, your body squirming underneath him as you moaned his name. “My name sounds so fucking good on your tongue” Akaza praised.

“Say it some more” he cooed. Putting his thumb on your clit putting pressure on it before circling it to soothe your hips bucking into him. “So eager, you want me that badly?” Sinking two fingers into your folds hooking his fingers inside pushing on your gspot.

“Please” you whined, your hands trying to undress him. He pinched at your nipple between his fingers making you bite down on your lip drawing blood. The smell enticing Akaza, his lips crashing onto yours, licking up all the blood that came from the wound, his cock twitching in his pants “Delicious” he cooed into your ear. Getting what you finally wanted Akaza took off his vest and took his pants off revealing his cock. You stared at it, mouth watering at the sight. His veins pulsating as pre came from the tip.

Rubbing his cock between your lips made him groan, he stroked at it to rub around your slick all over. Resting his thumb on your clit he rubbed circles, lining himself up with your entrance he slammed his hips to yours, your cry’s filling the open field. His fingers dug into your hips making you whine. Akaza stayed still, letting your body adjust to him before he started moving against leaving sweet kisses along your neck, your hands gripped at your kimono underneath you as he bit into your neck softly.

“M-more” you moaned, a smirk growing on his lips, moving one of his hands to your head gently tilting it to put his head into the crook of your neck tracing the spot with his tongue before he sunk his teeth in.

Your body jolted under him, cunt clenching his cock tightly making him grunt out your name as you moaned loudly. Licking the wound clean before he picked his head up staring down at you, tears flowing down your pink cheeks. You stared up at him, blood dripping down the corner of his lips, his hand coming up to wipe your tears away. “Sorry” he cooed into your ear nibbling at it softly. You pulled him down for a kiss, licking the remaining blood away before shoving your tongue into his mouth. He pulled out just a bit before shoving it back in, the tip kissing the entrance of your cervix. Moans dying on his tongue.

His hips driving into yours repeatedly made your eyes roll to the back of your head as you gasped for air, his hand softly squeezing your throat. Keeping his eyes on you he watched back and forth you breasts bouncing and the way your face looks each time he pulled out started his whole process over again. He was losing his mind when you cunt pulsated around him, huffing out air “y/n- your pussy is going to make me cum if it keeps squeezing me like that. Need you to cum first” Akaza said in between grunted.

Removing his hold on your throat he put his thumb to your clit rubbing at it to match the pace he jackhammered into you. “A-Akaza too much a-ah s-slow down” you whined, your knuckles turning white with the grip on your kimono. “What you gotta cum? Is that why you want me to slow down? Don’t want this to be over?” He said, his eyes bore into yours, your mouth staying gaped while he kept his pace giving one hard thrust to get a response from you.

“Yes!” You cried, biting down on your inner cheek. The knot in your stomach becoming tighter and tighter each time his cock hit your gspot.

“Go on cum, cum on my cock. I won’t stop fucking you till you’ve had enough. Ganna fuck you till you can’t walk I’ll have to carry you back to Muzan.” Akaza said with a cocky grin on his face. Tossing his head back at the feeling of your sweet body squeezing him.

Putting more pressure on your clit as he did deep hard thrusts made you lick your legs around his waist. Your legs spasmed around his waist as your cunt squeezed him one last time before the knot in the stomach snapped. “That’s my girl” Akaza praised. Cumming hard all over his cock moaning his name repeatedly as he kept his pace enjoying how you sounded. Moaning at how tight your cunt became. Letting you ride out your high before he pulled out, your cunt clutching around nothing making you groan at the feeling of being empty.

“Don’t whine just yet I’m not done” Akaza said, placing a kiss on your lips before going back to sitting up on his knees. Pushing your legs up to your chest he positioned himself above you, aligning himself back up against before thrusting back into your dripping cunt. You screamed out his name with the new feeling of his cock going deeper in this new position. Jackhammering into you as his fingers dug into your thighs “f-fuck” he grunted.

His hand reached down to your nipple pinching it making you moan out his name. His hair stuck to his forehead with sweat as his pace continued. Hard quick thrusts filling you up completely, your cunt becoming tighter and tighter with each movement. “H-have to a-ah fuck Cum y/n” he blurt out quickly. His thrusts becoming sloppy as he put his head down, mouth gaped a he groaned your name his cock twitching inside of you as his cum filled you up, still thrusting a ring of white formed on the base of his cock. Once his cock stopped twitching inside he pulled out and collapsed next to you.

Your chests heaving in sync as the two of you attempted to catch your breaths. He turned to his side pulling you into his arms resting his head on your shoulder. Kissing the spot he left where he left a wound. “Never letting you go” he said softly. “Promise?” You asked, picking his up from your shoulder he squeezed you into his arms “mhm. We should get you dressed, isn't it cold for you?” Akaza asked. The burning feeling that was once going through your veins went away making you grow goosebumps all over your skin. Quickly redressing while Akaza did the same.

“Can you walk?” Akaza softly chuckled at his question knowing the answer was definitely a no.

“Too sore” you sheeply said. Picking you up into his arms he began walking into the direction of where Muzan at.

-

Muzan tried his best to hold in his laugh while he stared at the two of you. Cheeks red with a secret and he knew just what that secret was since he planned the whole thing out. He was tired of watching you flirt but not act on your feelings for one another. Dismissing the two of you away he sighed to himself “and they say I’m cruel”

From that day forward Akaza stayed by your side.

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Kinktober Day 17

Namjoon - Somnophilia

I'm aware I skipped hybrids… I'll come back. Orgies just take longer to write. Namjoon undresses Y/N without consent but they are in a long term relationship and he is doing it to get her out of lingerie into pj's, not to be creepy, but if this could trigger you please be careful or maybe give this one a miss. sleepy sex, no foreplay.

"Jagiya?" Namjoon whispers

When you don't stir he lies on the bed next to you and tries again.

"Jagiya? Are you awake?" 

Still no reply, he gently strokes your bare arm, fingertips leaving goosebumps behind. He sighs to himself as you barely register his touch with a wriggle. He'd been hoping to be home before you'd fallen asleep. It's been ages since you'd had time to do anything intimate together. Between tying up loose ends, preparing for his solo album, and getting ready for the army, the two of you had had very little time to yourselves.

Realistically, he knew it was a losing battle as soon as the clock in his studio struck 10 pm and he had only just been ready to pack things up, he’d be at least another two hours with the commute. You're always passed out by 11 regardless of how hard you'd try to stay up for him. He leant back to admire the lingerie you'd clearly put on whilst waiting for him to come home. Your phone lay next to you abandoned where it must've fallen when you finally succumbed to sleep.

He resigned himself to have another night of using his hand to get off to the image of you lying there for him, beautiful lace covering your skin in intricate patterns, ribbons on a present he hadn't been able to unwrap. Before heading to the bathroom to take care of himself he decides he should take care of you first. 

He rifles through his draws in order to find your favourite t-shirt of his, an old unbranded t-shirt with holes along the hem, more of an old rag you refuse to let him throw away. He places it on the bed beside you and moves to unclasp the bra you'd fallen asleep in. He drags the straps carefully over your shoulders and pulls the cups free from under your chest, trying his best not to jostle you awake as he rolls you over. What he doesn't expect is for you to press into his touch.

You whimper and Namjoon has to check you are in fact still asleep. He squints into the darkness to find your eyes still closed tight, no evidence of you even being close to waking as you push up into his hands. He spends a little longer than he should uncrossing the delicate crisis cross of ribbons covering your chest, thumbs brushing against your nipples far more than necessary, just to hear you whimper for him a little more. 

Eventually, he manages to release the intricate garment from you. He straddles you as he gently lifts you, to make the angle easier to get the shirt over your head. He accidentally brushes his crotch against yours as he wriggles back to pull the shirt down into place. He groans at the brief friction, pausing to savour the feeling of being this close to you even for a short while. 

You shift in your sleep, a hand instinctively reaching out to play with one of the holes in the hem of the shirt. Namjoon holds his breath and waits for you to settle, although at this point he isn't sure if he is hoping you'll go back to sleep or wake up. When you seem to go still, he once again starts to wriggle down the bed. He releases the clips for the stockings you were wearing as he clambers off the end of the bed. He rolls off each one, careful not to tear the delicate fabric.

It tickles your feet as he drags the soft material away. Your legs reflexively kick away the offending feeling and Namjoon once again stills. He adjusts his erection as he watches you cuddle into the bed, turning until your nose is buried in his pillow. You groan as you pull the pillow closer to you. Namjoon gathers the clothes he has taken off you into a pile and takes it into the bathroom wash bin. He doesn't expect to find you grinding on his pillow when he returns.

Still fast asleep, you've managed to get his pillow between your legs. You pull at the fabric as your hips rock back and forth, little groans leaving your lips as you go. It feels wrong to watch you like this, but Namjoon can't pull his eyes away. Instead, he makes his way over to his side of the bed, sitting on the edge, giving you all the room you need. He palms himself gently on top of his sweats just to relieve some of the growing tension there. 

"Joo..nah." You moan, sending lightning straight through his body. 

Finally, he can't take it anymore. 

"Y/N-ah, I need you to wake up Jagiya..." He shakes your shoulder until you jolt awake. 

You blink sleepily up at the man, a small smile appearing on your lips as you take in his presence.

"Joonie, your home." 

You move to sit up and then take stock of the heat in your stomach and your current position. You blush furiously as you pull the pillow out from between your legs and fluff it gently before putting it back into its position.

"Sorry... I guess I just missed you even in my sleep." You shrug awkwardly as Namjoon continues to just look at you.

You glance down at your new attire, having been very sure you hadn't dreamt about going to sleep in your latest set.

"Hey, what happened to my... umph" You don't get to finish the thought before Namjoon's lips are on yours, he pushes you down gently, cradling your head as it hits the mattress and he clambers on top of you.

"So needy for you Jagiya." He mumbles into your lips as he kisses you, barely pulling back for air. 

His free hand pushes the old shirt out of the way so he can reach the panties he had left on. You lift your hips and help him to free your pussy. He then makes quick work of clumsily kicking away his sweats. 

"Show me how much you miss me Joonie." You encourage him.

Namjoon grinds down slowly, cock lined up to your slit perfectly. His erection catches on your clit as he pushes up against you before sliding back to line himself up properly. He bites down on your lower lip as he bottoms out before pulling away from your kiss entirely so he can focus. He fucks you hard and fast, not caring for settling a rhythm, just chasing pleasure for both of you. 

You snake a hand between the two of you, rubbing your clit as best you can as he jostles your tired body with each thrust. You cum quickly, having already worked yourself up so well in your dreams. Namjoon isn't far behind, cumming hard as buries himself deep inside of you. He takes care as he falls to the side of you, pulling you around with him so he doesn't have to pull out. 

He hugs you close, cradling your head against his chest as the other hand holds your leg over his stomach, his cock still softening inside of you. 

"Missed you Jagiya." He softly kisses your forehead.

"Love you Joonie." You mumble before drifting back into your previously interrupted sleep.

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[itjazzbicch]

Mood Swings

Kinktober Day : 8/31

(I will be posting 2 fics day considering I forgot yesterday!)

Pairing: Jey Uso x Fem reader

Kink: 69 Position

Summary: The Reader and Jey are always happy to see one another, but the moment Sami speaks to the reader, Jey’s mood drastically changes…

Theme/Motivation:

Warnings: (Smut) (18 + ONLY)

Word Count: 1.7k

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“Hey Jey,” Lust always rolled off my tongue whenever I saw Jey and it felt nice that he came back with a mean mug, but smiled softly when he saw me.

“Ready for your match, girl?” He came over to give me a hug, taking this time together before the rest of the Bloodline came in.

“Oh yeah,” I hugged back before twirling and posing, “Like my new gear?”

I made sure to flaunt at him, cocking my hip and his tongue was farting across his lip, wrapping his arm around my waist and smiling:

“Oh, I like it. You’re looking fine, baby.”

Jey and I had been talking for a bit now and I was happy to be the one person who didn’t bother him and made him happy, going to kiss him but Roman was the first to come back in.

We both quickly fixed our postures, Roman cocking his eyebrow at us, but Sami quickly took everyone’s attention:

“Y/N! Your match is next, ain’t it? Oh, you got new gear too?”

Here we go again, Jey’s glare at Sami was as intense as ever, but I just played along, nodding to Sami:

“Yup, yup. About to go break it in and get the W.”

“That’s the spirit,” He nudged elbows with me before Solo fist bumped me, then Jimmy did the same, encouraging:

“Go get it, uce.”

My friendship with rest of them was like I was one of the boys, just continuing to smile at them as they all began to head off, but before they did, I grabbed Jey while he was behind all of them, kissing his cheek:

“I’ll see you at the end of the show, baby.”

“See you,” No reaction, a mean-mug still on his face as he turned and went on his way.

That was concerning, but I had to focus on my match. After winning and having an interview backstage, I was hoping that Jey was in a better mood.

Getting changed then meeting up with him just like we planned, and he was silent the entire time, wouldn’t even look me in the eyes.

This was way too awkward for the both of us, we had a lengthy drive, so I decided to break the silence:

“Jey, will you tell me what’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong,” Hiding his angry tone under his breath went to show that he was lying and I shook my head at him:

“Something is wrong.”

Retracing my steps from earlier, it all began when Sami stepped in and started talking to me, looking at him as he was driving and scoffing:

“Are you seriously mad at me because Sami talked to me?”

I could see the way his eyebrows scrunched along with the scowl on his face, that alone giving me the answer to my question.

“You have to be kidding me, Jey?”

“You know I don’t like him,” He spat, voice expressing the animosity he had towards Sami.

“Look, I only responded because Roman and your brothers were there!” I stressed, “If anything just be more mad with Sami, not me!”

He shook his head at me with annoyance and there was no way I was going to let him stay mad over a little thing like this.

Leaning over to his seat and hugging his arm, I played it cool, playing with one of his curls on the side of his head and cooed:

“Look, as soon as we get to your place, I’ll make it up to you. How’s that sound?”

“Don’t try and kiss up to me,” He pulled his head away from me, but I could tell that he didn’t want to, he just always tried to stay in a bad mood even though I was taking it away, “You’re the one who’s in for it.”

“If you don’t want me kissing you, I can kiss something else,” I had to tease him more, palming him softly, trying not to giggle when I saw him biting his lip.

“You’re the one who’s in for it,” This time he looked me in the eye, trying to be stern, “Don’t make me repeat myself.”

“Tell me what you’re gonna do then,” I was getting him to break little by little, adding to it with some assumptions, “Gonna give it to me rough? Just tease me? Don’t leave me hanging, now.”

I didn’t even realize that he was pulling into his place, realizing how serious his stare grew while he parked, then hopped out of the car.

For a moment, I felt defeated, rolling my eyes and hopping out to get my stuff.

Heading inside, He was already up in his bedroom and I followed along, catching him right as he sat on his bed.

“Listen, Jey,” Taking his shoulders, I was being as sincere as possible, “You are my happy place, okay? I’m not letting you be a grinch all night. So,”

Getting down on my knees softly, I pushed his shoulders back softly, giving him a sexy smirk:

“Just let me make you feel good.”

“I told you,” Raising me to my feet by my arm, he switched places with me on the bed, “You’re the one who’s in for it.”

We both had the same ideas in mind and it turn me on like crazy when he swiped away my sweats and panties, seeing him getting ready to go down to his knees, but I threw out another idea:

“Or we could just do it at the same time?”

That made him stop and since I already had a lead, I added to it more:

“And we can see who’s better because you know I can do some great things with this mouth.”

His reaction had me giggling. He was competitive and this seemed to be more of a challenge to him.

“You think you’re better?” Now, he was ready and so was I, shrugging at him:

“I’m the best at everything I do, So…”

That had him stripping out of his clothes, coming to me on the bed with a soft growl:

“Won’t be saying that when I have you crying.”

“Shut up and get over here,” Growling a tease, I pull him to the bed, leaving him on his back while I jumped on top of him, perking my ass towards his head while pumping his hardening cock.

Just a touch had him rock solid, not wasting any time to take his tip into my mouth, sucking harder when his arms hooked under my thighs, pulling me back some.

Humming at the stroke of his tongue from my clit to my dripping entrance, it was hard to not submit already.

There was just something with every move he made that drove me crazy. To distract myself and try to make him break, I quickly deep throated his entire cock, then stroked his shaft as quick as I could while my tongue swirled around his tip and across his slit.

I knew that was getting to him whenever he spanked my ass, pulling me back again with his tongue inside of me.

This time, I had to moan out loud, still stroking his shaft and resting my head on his thigh, taking the moment to enjoy myself.

But then I heard him laughing under his breath, that giving me the motivation to pick my head back up:

“What are you laughing about?”

I made sure to look back at him while sucking his tip again, shaking my ass at him then deep throating.

That made a moan rumble in his chest, he thought he was good at hiding it, but this time I was the one who got a laugh.

Having to ignore the slight gag I was feeling, I kept bobbing my head, quicker and quicker.

It was really turning into a competition, hearing behind me:

“You’re done, now.”

His tongue made sure to work quick, using one of the hands around my thighs to start rubbing my clit as quickly as possible, tongue darting through my folds and circling my entrance before pushing in, then he adjusted himself so he could suck my clit has hard as he could.

“Damn it, Jey!” Cupping his balls with a squeeze, I shut my eyes tight and tried to control my body’s shaking, my hand relentlessly stroking him in hopes of distracting myself.

He made sure there was no way I could distract myself from my orgasm coming, having me near tears like he said from sucking my clit so hard, body beginning to collapse on top of him while crying out

“J-Jey! I’m-“

“Ain’t gotta tell me,” He shot out with a stinging spank, then going right back to work and as my back arched with a pop, I instantly came.

“F-Fuck,” I growled under my breath and at the same time, feeling how tense his thighs grew in that moment.

Picking my head back up, I gladly returned the hard sucking, a few tears running down my cheek from not having any air, not daring to stop bobbing my head till I felt his cock throbbing.

“You’re so lucky I can’t push your head down,” More grumbles began coming from his chest, trying to get to me more when he slipped two fingers into me, pumping deep to hit my sweet spot, but I had him right where I wanted, my lips down to his base whenever he came, throat drowned in his seed, making him the one to be panting this time.

While picking my head back up, I had him growling by keep tight friction all the way up his shaft to the tip of his cock, swallowing him down then licking his tip clean.

“Not so grumpy anymore?” I huffed out, wiping my eye softly as I turned to face him.

At first, he just shook his head, eyes closed and taking deep breaths, but giving us both a laugh when he huffed out, “How can I be after that?”

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[hisxthighs]

KINKTOBER, october 19 — jake, friends with benefits

includes: jake x y/n, blowjob

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a couple weeks ago, you had made a deal with your friend, jake. you had just gotten out of your situationship and needed some comfort — or some pleasure — so you called jake over. though you didn’t sleep with him, he still made you cum 3 times just by using his fingers and mouth. you promised you would make it up to him by helping him next time he needed it.

now you’re currently kneeling on the floor in front of your friend, watching him look down at you. jake had texted you to come over saying he gotten blue balled by a girl he met at a party today.

“go on, open that pretty mouth of yours already,” he smirked, leaning back on his hands while his cock twitched in front of your face. you rolled your eyes, knowing the deal you made, but the thought of him getting hard for another girl made you feel weird. you wrapped your cold fingers around his length, causing him to hiss. it didn’t even take a few seconds for your fingers to warm up from how hot his cock was.

you gently stroked his cock, feeling him buck up in your hand, holding back a moan. you leaned in closer to his tip, giving it a sensual peck. next thing he knew, your mouth was wrapped around his cock, drool dripping down his length. he wanted to watch you get him off but he could’ve sworn that if he looked at you, he’d cum on the spot. without being able to control his hips, jakes cock pierced the back of your throat which made you gag. he didn’t know such a noise could be such a big turn on for him.

thinking he had finally calmed down, he looked down at you, his fingers stroking your hair as he muttered, “good girl,” over and over again. “taking me so good,” he moaned, his eyes rolling back while all you can taste is his precum. you felt a final twitch in his cock before tasting his actual cum, moaning around his length, your throat tightening around him just as he finished.

you lift you head up, looking up at him as you wipe your mouth with the back of your hand. jakes chest was heaving and he nodded at you, “fuck, that was… so good,” he fell back onto his back, looking up at the ceiling.

you stand up, knees red from the carpet, sitting on his bed beside him.

“i lied,” jake looks at you, his bottom lip red and swollen from biting it so much.

you tilt your head, “oh- sorry,” hide your face, embarrassed, thinking if the blow job you had just given him really was that bad.

“what,” he sits up, eyes widened, “no, that’s not what i was talking about. that was fucking- that was amazing,” he exclaims, “i lied about a girl blue balling me. i just really wanted you,” he awkwardly laughs.

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[luvrxbunny]

fifteen minutes

Pairing: Eddie Munson x F!Reader 

Prompt: Free Use (?)

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, kinda rough sex, piv, unprotected sex, minimal talking and kissing, no aftercare (lmk if I forgot anything)

WC: 1.3k

A/N: the end feels kinda sad cus no aftercare but- 

You’re waiting for Eddie in his changing room. It’s a little bigger than an office, but not big enough to be a bedroom. There’s a couch in it and a little vanity desk for his makeup and hair. You’re on the couch, trying to ignore the springs in it as you read a magazine you swiped from the receptionist's desk. You have headphones in, listening to Eddie’s newest EP, the same one he’s here to perform. You’ve tried to listen to his set live but being backstage means it’s a bit louder than you can handle so you play his music as loud as you can handle in your ears. 

You’re reading the newest edition of Vogue, your eyes popping out of your head at how fancy some of these outfits look. You’re snacking on some grapes Eddie packed for you as you bob your head to his guitar solo in your ears. You turn the page again and smile at a lady in a pink dress, and a man in an all-black suit standing next to her, his hand on her hip lightly. It reminds you of Eddie. You imagine him in that suit, his hair resting on his shoulder- or even better, in a man-bun atop his head. 

The metal in your ears dies down slowly with a fading guitar riff and adrenaline shoots through you. If the EP has ended that means that Eddie should have around 15 minutes between sets before performing one of his older albums. He always spends that time with you, even if half of it is him panting harshly from all his stage antics and chugging water to soothe his over-used vocal cords. You don’t mind though, a smile is already on your face at the thought of seeing him- and someone is grabbing you. 

Your skirt is flipped up and thick hands grip your naked ass, groping your cheeks roughly. Your hands rip your headphones from your ears and you’re about to scream when they rest their body on you, pushing the air from your lungs. “It’s me, baby. It’s me. I need you.” 

Eddie’s voice is hot against your ear, fanning over your cheek and you can feel the heat radiating off of his skin. He’s still wearing his jeans but he’s pulled you apart so he’s grinding his clothed crotch over your naked pussy. You don’t usually wear panties to his concerts because afterward, during the afterparty, Eddie tends to whisk you away to a remote location to have his way with you, sometimes he just does whatever he wants in the middle of whatever room you guys are in. You just wanted to make it easier for him. 

This is new though, you guys had discussed it after Eddie saw it on some rock blog he reads from time to time. You were open, you told him that your heart belongs to him so you don’t see any reason why your body shouldn’t as well. He spent the rest of the night fucking you about it but after that, he didn’t bring it up again. You’d almost forgotten about it, but now you can see it’s been on his mind. He’s moaning into your ear, humping his jean-clad cock into your sensitive hole, abusing it with the rough texture. “Eddie.” He moans at the way you say his name and pulls back. 

“Yeah, baby, s’me. Couldn’t stop thinkin’ about you through the whole set.” You can hear him unzipping his pants behind you and his telltale moan when he finally wraps his hand around his throbbing dick. He jerks himself off to the view of you, spread out on his couch, your little white skirt framing your perfect ass. He can see your lips glistening for him, your pussy crying for his cock, making a mess all over herself. He groans at the sight and digs in, not bothering to prep you one bit. 

You almost scream his name out but he presses his hand to your mouth, his rings digging into your lips painfully but your mind can only focus on the pleasure and the heat of the stretch his cock is causing inside you. Your hands reach behind your head blindly as Eddie rests his body against yours. You’re moaning against his hand raggedly, they rip from the base of your throat and vibrate against Eddie’s other hand that found its home wrapped gently around your neck. Your hands finally find his head and you pull him forward, forcing his head into the crook of your neck and turning your head to his, your eyes pleading and darting to his lips when he looks at you. 

You’re whining behind his hand, wanting desperately to connect your lips to his. He already looks wrecked as he holds your eye contact, he’s groaning and whimpering at you, his eyebrows drawn in and his eyes unfocused as they wander your face. He has no thoughts in his head as he ruts into you, he can’t even take the time to decipher what you’re begging him for. He can feel his orgasm growing in his stomach, brewing like a storm and you’re just feeding it more. You’re whimpering his name behind his hand and his eyes are crossing, doubling his view of you. 

The sight has you moaning loudly into his hand, vibrating his palm as feels the coil in your stomach pull tighter. You moan more desperately, needing to kiss him before cumming and he finally pulls his hand away to force your head into his lips. You’re barely kissing him back, mostly moaning his name and licking into his mouth, trying to swallow everything he can give you, anything that tastes like him. 

He pulls away to moan into your mouth, your jaw slack with the assault of pleasure, with the orgasm that’s burning like a warning in your gut, promising to ruin you once it’s released. Eddie feels the same way, he’s trying to last for you but he knows he’s running out of time and you’re pulsing madly around him. His hips stutter into you as his orgasm begins to overflow, his balls are tightening and shooting pleasure through him every time they smack into you. Your pussy is teasing him at this point, clenching rhythmically like you’re trying to milk him, like you want him to cum in you. 

So he does. His cock explodes inside you and it’s like nothing he’s felt before. It’s not more or less enjoyable, it’s always incredible when he’s with you- but it’s more aggressive. It slams into him, knocking all the air out of his lungs and he could swear that he blacked out, just floating through an abyss of pleasure. You’re whining into his ear and he can feel you trying to cum around him, you’re clenching purposely now, grinding back into his stuttering hips. He knows, he knows you can’t cum without him touching your clit but he doesn’t have enough brain power to even help you… and he doesn’t have to. 

You let out a sob-like whine as Eddie’s hips calm down and he pulls back, already struggling to get his pants back over his legs. “Eddie, I didn’t-” He cuts you off by completely falling off the couch, hitting the floor with a dull thud. He sits back up, level with your face and kisses you with a small smile. “I know.” He stands up, jumping a bit to get his jeans up quicker. “I know, baby, I’m sorry. I’ll help you when I get back I swear.” He blows you a kiss as he rushes out of the room, hearing people calling for him outside the hall. You’re left in silence in his room, panting and desperate as you hear the crowd scream, letting you know he’s already back on stage.  

Thank you so much for reading! If you enjoyed it, here's the rest of my Kinktober Works, and be sure to check out my Main Masterlist!!

#eddie munson stranger things #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson imagines #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader smut #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #kinktober #kinktober smut #kinktober 2023

[littlebabyyd0ll]

mdni 18+! seriously pls go away if ur under 18! fall works for every day of october! some scary, some cozy, and almost always smutty. probably shouldn’t have called this ‘kinktober’ as not every day will be a kink, yolo. a lot of works will include ddlg themes, size kink, daddy kink, fem!reader and hyper feminine themes. you are responsible for your own media consumption. all pieces will have warnings at the beginning of their works. wishing you all the spookiest, ghoulish october ever! 🙀

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01. The Lion and The Lamb, Part One. (vampire!king!eddie munson x princess!reader)

02. Subdrop (dom!steve harrington x sub!reader)

03. Sapphic Age Gap (MILF!Nancy Wheeler x reader)

04. Trick or Treat (Daddy!Bucky Barnes x Little!reader) [plot has changed to a halloween party!]

05. First time parents (Dad!Steve Harrington x Mum!reader)

06. Sugar Daddy (CEO!Steve Rogers x reader)

07. Size Kink (Daddy!Ari Levinson x reader)

08. Overstimulation (Bodyguard!James Potter x Princess!reader)

09. Age Gap (DILF!Joel Miller x reader)

10. Dacryphilia (Daryl Dixon x younger!reader)

11. Hot cocoa and kisses (Daddy!Ari Levinson x Little!reader)

12. Mommy Kink (Nancy Wheeler x reader)

13. Daddy Kink (Daryl Dixon x reader)

14. Dry Humping (Eddie Munson x reader)

15. The Lion and The Lamb, Part Two. (Vampire!King!Eddie Munson x Princess!reader)

16. Stockholm Syndrome (dark!rick Grimes x reader)

17. Make-up sex (Remus Lupin x reader)

18. Cock Warming (Ron Weasley x reader)

19. A/B/O (Alpha!Steve Harrington x reader)

20. Babysitter (Joel Miller x reader)

21. Serial Killers (Ghostface!Steve Harrington x Ghostface!Eddie Munson x reader)

22. Safe Word (Steve Harrington x crybaby!reader)

23. Body Worship (Joel Miller x reader)

24. On The Run (Psycho!Eddie Munson x Psycho!reader)

25. Dumbification (Daryl Dixon x crybaby!reader)

26. Stepbrother (Stepbrother!Peter Parker x Stepsister!reader)

27. Thigh Riding (Dom!Remus Lupin x Sub!reader)

28. Brat Taming (Dom!Eddie x Sub!reader)

29. Refrigerator light (Dad!Steve Harrington x Mum!reader)

30. Pet Play (Dom!Bucky Barnes x Sub!reader)

31. The Lion and The Lamb, Part Three. (Vampire!King!Eddie x Princess!reader)

#<3 eddie munson #<3 steve harrington #<3 ari levinson #<3 steve rogers #a/b/o #dark! :0 #<3 bucky barnes #multiple characters #<3 remus lupin #<3 james potter #<3 nancy wheeler #<3 peter parker #kinktober #smut #kinktober smut #stranger things smut #steve harrington smut #october writing challenge #eddie munson smut #nancy wheeler smut #ari levinson smut #little!reader #crybaby!reader #tw: daddy kink #vampire!eddie #but daddy i love him #age gap smut #abby’s kinktober ! #<3 rick grimes

[cherryheartssblog]

THE BOOGEYMAN

Summary: Y/N is a junior in college looking for some extra money while she is home during her breaks from school. Y/N's mother recommends their new and single father of two next door neighbor Joel Miller to look into babysitting for. Halloween Night, Y/N is babysitting the girls once again, hoping her dreams about the older man may come true.

Warnings: SMUT, oral sex (f receiving), mentions of sex, age gap (reader is early 20s and Joel is in his 40s), Joel! father!, daddy kink, girly! reader, cursing, dirty talk, mentions of different kinks, ellie and sarah! younger (seven and eight year olds), mentions of masturbation, babysitter! reader x joel miller, single father Joel!, pre-apocalyptic joel!, and sexual tension.

A/N:This is my first Joel ever, I wanted to make it kind of short most of my kinktober ones will be ! At the end of this, I will have a vote to which one I should inspire for a upcoming series!!

DAY THREE OF KINKTOBER

"Thanks again darlin' for watching the girls on Halloween night," Joel thanked the younger woman standing in front of him, he tossed the thicker flannel for the cooler weather outside. Joel had to take a night shift at work for a couple of hours to fill in some hours, Y/N was quick to help once he saw his caller ID a couple of hours ago.

Ellie and Sarah were his two pride and joys. Joel Miller moved in with his two daughters at the beginning of the summer. Y/N watched the older male moving in, the two girls running around playfully. The crisp summer air still had him in tighter jeans, but a tighter plain shirt. Y/N was instantly drawn into him even far away from her window. She needed extra money that summer especially after her cheer practices, so Y/N got to become his babysitter before that summer ended.

Joel loved how she was with his girls, even though she was quite younger than him she was mature for her age. Joel remembered answering the knock that early summer morning, she smiled in her shorter black skirt. Her top was shorter but did cover her stomach. Her legs were long and tan, they looked so smooth. Ever since his wife left, he had not had another woman touch him. He was craving a touch, it was a itch he would get.

Joel did not even have to think twice about her offer to babysit the kids when needed, he was struggling at his job with two children, especially during summer. The girls fell in love with her instantly, always doing makeovers and fashion shows. Joel never really understood the girl stuff, he was glad the girls had someone to look up to. Towards the end of summer, Y/N was heading back to college, Joel remembered watching her night from that room. He did not know if she ever meant to leave her curtains open, but he always hated to watch her. He felt so stalkerish, especially when she was changing. Joel always got to see the curves her body had, her bare thighs, always hiding like she knew she was being watched.

Joel can not tell how many times he had to take care of himself, keeping his eyes on her; dreaming about the younger woman. He wanted to please her and give in to her every need, he knew that Y/N deserved it. Joel wanted to ride those skirts she wore, eat that pussy out like it was his favorite meal.

Y/N zoned back in watching, the older male slip his work boots on resting beside the door. His southern accent still rang through her ears like music. She played with the ends of her white skirt nervously, watching Joel closely. "You're welcome, I did not have plans anyway," Y/N responded, most of her friends partying back at the college. She did not care, she wanted to be around Joel even if he was not going to fuck her. Joel barely was going to see her this entire time, she saw the girls more. Sometimes they would have a drink or two before walking her back to her door at night across the street. Sharing conversations she never shared with anyone before, Y/N felt like she could trust him.

The girls ran through the house playfully both dressed up in their Halloween costumes. "They are really excited about you taking them trick-or-treating." Joel laughed, rubbing the back of his neck anxiously. Now closer to the woman, who kept her eyes upon him. His eyes could not help but wander to her revealing blouse complimenting her perky tits. Joel cleared his throat, shaking his head calling the two girls names. Ellie and Sarah came pattering with their small feet giving their dad a hug. "You listen to Y/N now, get in bed you two at 9 PM." Joel kissed the two girls' foreheads, giving them both a tight squeeze. Y/N smiled at the family in front of her, Joel was such a good father to the girls.

Y/N did not know too much about his late wife, just knew that she left when the girls were a little younger. Joel gave them a good life though, the girls absolutely adored their father. "We will Daddy, we will even share candy with Ms. Y/N." Ellie giggled along with her younger sister. Joel and Y/N shared a look, standing up tall on his feet. "Go get your bags girls we will head out soon." Y/N sweetly commanded the two girls, patting their backs and watching them take of stairs to their room.

"They love you, y'know." Joel smiled, watching his two girls run up to the room they shared, "I-uh-I am glad you are a part of their-our lives." Y/N could feel her face heat up, looking down at the floor trying to cover her face. "Me too, Joel." Y/N looked back up at the man, his eyes slowly moved to her plump lips. She shot him a nervous smile hearing the girl's small voice grow, coming down the stairs. "I better head to work, I should be home by 11," Joel turned his back, grabbing his things besides the door he needed, "Call me if you need anything Y/N."

"Love you girls!"

"Love you daddy!"

Y/N gave him a shy wave watching him close the door, hearing him lock it behind him. Even though they were going right behind him out to trick-or-treat, he wanted to make sure his girls were safe.

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"I don't think I have ever had this much candy in my life!" Sarah squealed, the girls running back up the stairs of their house. Y/N smiled at the young girls running quickly to the kitchen, dumping their bags of candy. "Remember we have to share with Ms. Y/N." Ellie started sorting through all their candy. Y/N locked the door behind them, she was quite exhausted after the couple hours they had been walking the neighborhood streets. Y/N glanced at her watch, seeing the time was about 8:30. She knew Joel wanted the girls in bed by 9.

"All right girls, let's clean up and get you in your pjs for bed." Y/N started to help them clean up the candy, hearing the girls start to whine. "But Ms. Y/N you need to pick out some candy!" Sarah cried out, and Y/N giggled at the girl's pouts. "Fine leave me some sour candies and one chocolate bar," Y/N gave in, "I'll turn Disney on even while you guys try and sleep." The girls seemed happier feeling their bags up, leaving their favorite babysitter goodies of her own.

Y/N helped the girls wash up, getting their teeth brushed and tucked in their bunk beds. Y/N got their TV turned on with one of her favorite childhood Halloween movies, Halloweentown. "I will be downstairs girls." Y/N reassured them, "Save your tummies for the candy tomorrow." Y/N got the lights turned off, about to shut the bedroom door behind her.

"Good night Ms. Y/N, we love you." Y/N froze in her spot hearing Ellie's small voice say, as Sarah agreed right behind her. "I-I love you girls too, sleep tight." She winked, clicking the door shut and heading downstairs. Y/N cared for the two girls very much and spent a lot of time with them ever since the summer. She did love the girls but she did not know how to feel about the whole situation.

Y/N breathed out, falling down on the couch. Her hands fell to the remote wanting to watch some Halloween movies and have her own time. Joel said she was always welcome to anything in his kitchen even his hidden stash of beer. Popping herself a bag of popcorn, and popping herself open a beer she picked herself John Carpenter’s Halloween. Y/N's attention stayed on her movie, letting herself relax with a cozy blanket in the dark-lit living room.

The movie was getting where the younger teens were babysitting taking a commercial break. Y/N was half way through her beer basically all the popcorn was gone, so she decided to check on the girls. Her feet crept up slowly, trying to be as quiet as possible. Their bedroom door creaked as her eyes landed on the sleeping girls in their beds. Y/N's heart warmed up, seeing their shorter movie about to be over. The younger woman left the quiet TV on, slowly closing the door back and letting the girls rest. Y/N headed back down the stairs hearing the movie back on, grabbing the CRUNCH chocolate bar the girls left her.

Her attention goes back to the movie, the movie getting deeper into the creepier scenes. Y/N slowly took small bites of her bar, her mind not even on the time it was. The younger woman slightly jumped hearing a thud behind her. She looked over her shoulder, not seeing any of the girls. She thought maybe the girls were trying to scare her, Y/N could not help but have a fear grow in her. Y/N brought the thick blanket close to her, trying to keep focus on the movie, but she was feeling very anxious.

Y/N did not even notice even with the anxious feeling of herself falling asleep, feeling hands touch her she jumped up almost letting out a scream before seeing Joel. The movie credits were playing, his hands still resting on her covered thigh. "Y/N, darlin'." Y/N's eyes started to focus back, and his thick southern accent drew out, "You okay?" His face furrowed with concern, she looked around seeing she made a little of a mess; maybe making herself too much at home.

"Yeah-Joel-I am sorry it's such a mess," She quickly got up trying to grab everything to clean up, Joel grabbed her stopping her from holding the trash. "It's okay Y/N, here let me help." Y/N did not argue back, she was still half asleep. The two headed to the kitchen, to get everything cleaned up.

"I did not mean to scare you doll, I figured you girls be tired." Joel laughed, washing the popcorn bowl she had, Y/N laughed knowing she did it to herself watching that movie. "It's okay, I was watching a scary movie anyway." Y/N playfully commented, Joel pivoting his head over to her. His arms crossed over, leaning on the counter behind him. His flannel rolled up, showing his arms. Man, how could arms be this attractive?

Y/N tried to keep herself from biting her lip, keeping her eyes locked on the older male feet away from her. "What Halloween?" Joel heard the music from the credits, "Did you think the boogeyman was going to get you?" Y/N's eyebrow raised, her lips curling into a playful smirk. "Y'know there no such thing as the boogeyman." Y/N giggled, stepping closer to the man. His eyes followed her every move, eyeing her body up and down like s starved man. "You know what happened to the kids that say that in those movies right?" Joel joked, Y/N 's lips twisted trying to hold her smile back at the man's jokes.

"What else do you have to do Mr. Miller to survive a horror movie?" Y/N wondered out loud playfully, Joel loved the way she said his name. He could not help but wonder how much daddy would sound better rolling off her tongue.

"Don't have sex." He bluntly said, her face falling at his comment. There was a tension that started to grow in the air, nerves growing in the pit of her stomach. Y/N could not really think of what to say to the comment. "I-uh, yeah most of those people do die." Y/N tried to laugh it off, her voice cracking as her face started turning red from embarrassment. "You saying you do not wanna have sex with me, Y/N?" Joel asked, his head tilted in curiosity; he knew his answer already he just loved the way she was squirming. The younger woman becoming stuck in place watching Joel move closer to her from his postion against the counter, she shifted back and forth. "Uh-no," Y/N stuttered, trying to gather her words up, "What's happening?" Y/N seemed confused by the sudden change in everything going on, feeling his confidence radiate off his body.

"Whatever you want, Y/N." Now inches away from her, "We just need to keep it quiet." Y/N's mouth parted, and no words came out though, Joel could not help himself anymore slamming his lips onto hers quickly, her stomach filled with butterflies. He pushed her to the nearest counter, Joel's rougher hands on her bare thighs picking her up and placing her on the cold countertop. Y/N's skirt rode up, revealing the lace panties she had underneath. His long fingers playfully rubbing against her clit. Y/N moaned quietly against his lips, Joel could not believe a dream of his was coming true.

"Ssh, you do not want to wake the girls." Joel mumbered out, unbuttoning her top slowly. Y/N loved the comment, even though she was younger she loved to be a mom. It was stupid for her to dream she could have that with Joel, she thought he would just use her this one time. Y/N did not care though she wanted him so bad.

He looked up at you through his brows before his gaze returned to her breasts. Y/N leaned forward, feeling his lip brush over lightly, he instantly took it into his mouth and groaned, sucking it gently. After a few moments, he switched to the other one, flicking his tongue against it. Y/N's head fell back while her fingers intertwined in his slick curls.

"Joel." Y/N breathed out, and he finally pulled away, finding the urge to call him daddy. Y/N had quite a daddy kink, she was not sure of Joel's. Like clockwork, just like Joel read her mind, he gave her what she wanted. "Call me daddy, baby girl." He growled.

"Daddy." Joel felt like a wild animal hearing her moan.

"I will take those panties off and eat that pretty pink pussy." He demanded, laying flat on his back.

Y/N eagerly obeyed him, quickly removing her panties, and feeling small pecks up her thighs. Y/N whimpered trying to push his head closer, feeling so eager like she had been waiting her whole life for this moment. He hovered over her pussy lightly, not wanting to start just yet. He gently blew air right on her clit. Y/N's hands covered her mouth, moaning feeling him lick a strip all the way up. She felt his hands dig into her thighs, Joel's face disappearing underneath her skirt.

The tip of his nose pressed against her clit as his tongue devoured Y/N’s dripping hole and he moaned with approval. Y/N lifted slightly off the counter being too sensitive to his touch. Joel loved watching her fall apart on top of the counter, he knew the girls hardly got up that this was his chance. A swipe of guilt did try to wash over him needing reassurance she was okay with all this, but her moans and whimpers should be enough.

"Are you okay baby girl?" He asked, Y/N could not help but crack up at his question. Sweat forming on both of their foreheads, she pushed his head back leaning forward feeling him take her clit between his lips and sucking. "Yes Daddy, do not stop." She begged quietly. Joel’s tongue kept lapping the tip of her clit, feeling her legs shake knowing she had to be close.

"I am going to make you feel so good, darlin'." His voice sent chills down her spine, going back down her eating her out. She cried out letting her orgasm instantly rush through her body and soaking his face. Y/N came hard and fast, but he didn't mind as he moaned loudly, lapping up your juices.

"I want you to be mine."

Joel’s words made the butterflies somersault in her chest. She hoped he meant it. Y/N tried to catch her breath, letting out a shaky laugh. Her fingers still resting in his curls.

"Take me to your room and make me yours daddy."

And that is exactly what he did.

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[coqvttes]

୨୧― KINKTOBER: ❝KNOCKED UP❞ ― KENTO N.

― ꒰ BREEDING ✰ KINKTOBER M.LIST ꒱ ―

୨୧˚ synopsis: after getting turned on from seeing you being domestic in the kitchen, your doting husband is definitely not stopping until he's sure you're pregnant !

୨୧˚ warnings: nsfw 16+ only, breeding, p in v, petnames, praise, fem!reader, sub!reader, dom!kento, fingering, tummy bulge, creampie, teasing, lmk if i forgot anything!

୨୧˚ wc: 1.4k (sorry it’s not proofread)

your doting husband, kento just couldn't help himself when he saw you fussing around in his little kitchen. the enchanting smell of fresh pancakes had stirred him from his sleep in the bedroom, and he wondered what you were up to when he noticed that his wife's spot on the bed was empty. appearing in the doorway of the kitchen in his briefs, he freezes as he sees you prancing around in the kitchen. taking in the sight of you. 

there you are, sporting the linen workshirt he wore yesterday, styled with your cute little apron over it. clearly, you aren't wearing anything underneath the shirt, save for your cute lacy panties that he just loves so much.

he ponders if he should just take you right there. bend you over the worktop push those panties of yours to the side and make love to you like last night. you just look so gorgeous and domestic like this, waking up early just to change into HIS clothes to cook him HIS breakfast in HIS kitchen. how can he resist the temptation? god, sometimes he thinks you do it on purpose just to rile him up. and it works. 

"good morning, kento," the sound of your sweet voice forced him out of his perverted thoughts and his eyes met with your gentle ones. you were holding a delicate plate of freshly made pancakes, just for him with that sweet smile on your face. warmth filled his heart as he looked at you with adoration and lust. 

"g'morning, darling," he says in that sexy morning voice of his. your mouth almost waters at the sight of him. hair tousled, shirtless and a tired smirk on his handsome face. he notices the way you stare at him and he doesn't know how it happened but he's approaching you, pulling you in by the waist for a sweet kiss, sealed with passion and devotion. 

"you look too good in that shirt and cute little apron of yours," he groans, hands slipping down your hips to grab onto your arse. you squeal as he unexpectedly lifts you up, your legs instinctively wrapping around his waist, your palms flat against his chest. 

"w-what about breakfast?" he chuckles at your concern and grins. 

"who needs breakfast when i have you, hm?" he chuckles, carrying you back into the bedroom, you giggle as he plops you down on the bed, climbing over you. his fingers play with the strands of your hair before he speaks.

"god, you're so perfect in my shirt. so pretty for me, hm? all mine, aren't you?" his fingers slide under the shirt as he kisses you, caressing you tenderly before moving up further to grope your tits. he smiles into your lips as he feels how hard your nipples are for him, pinching and tugging at them gently, eliciting a choked whine from your throat.

"all yours, kento," your voice is breathy, so desperate for his touch. he skillfully unbuttons the shirt and peels it off of you, letting the cool air blow over your now bare torso. your fingers tangle in his blonde locks as he envelops your nipple in his warm mouth. you mewl softly from the stimulation whilst he gazes at you through his eyelashes, you look so heavenly like this. 

releasing your wet nipple he moves lower down your body. as he spreads your legs, exposing the wet stain on your panties, he chuckles. he ducks down and presses his lips against your clothed cunt. his pointer finger slips under the lace, pulling it down your legs, revealing your needy cunt.

"fuck, darling, let me put a baby into you, hm? make you mine forever? would you like that?" he asks, his slender fingers, slipping into your hole slowly. you nod profusely, choking on your words as he stuffs you full with his digits. sliding them in and out of you slowly, he curls his fingers to tease that sweet spot inside of you that makes your walls clench around him.

"use your words, sweetheart." 

"yes, yes! wan' your babies, kento. wan' it so bad. wan' to be yours forever-!" you babble mindlessly, completely unaware of how much your words are affecting him right now. the thought of having kids with you and how much you want it too, makes his dick so hard. his heart is beating fast as the phrases truly sink into his mind.

with that, he withdraws his now slick-covered fingers, before lowering his head down, capturing your plump lips with his. your hand moves down between your bodies to palm his bulge through his briefs. he pulls away from your lips and groans with how painfully hard he is and he tugs his briefs off, dropping them onto the floor carelessly. 

your eyes are fixated on his cock that yearns to be inside of your warmth. he pumps his length a few times, drops of precumming spilling out of his sensitive tip as he slowly lines himself up with your drooling entrance. you mewl out lewdly as he pushes himself in, filling you up completely and your palms fly up to his shoulders for purchase. 

your thankful he prepped you a little bit earlier otherwise you're not so sure if you could take him in one go like this. after a few heartbeats, he rolls his hips slightly, his pelvis rubbing against your puffy clit and you moan softly. 

he picks up the tempo, his thrusts now faster and harder as the room echoes with the sounds of your pleasure and the bed creaking. his strong arms move your legs up to rest on his broad shoulders, making the position more intimate but most importantly, making it easier for him to go deeper.

his eyes are fixed on the way your cunt keeps sucking him in, the way you can see his bulge in your tummy and the way you look at him with those adoring doe eyes. he dips his head down to seize your lips in a kiss.

the kiss was gentle and innocent compared to the sinful actions being committed with each of his powerful thrusts. with every single drag of your tight cunt against his dick, constantly clenching around him deliberately which forced out a long string of groans as he felt himself getting closer and closer to the edge.

"k-kento!" 

he dotes on the sound of your sweet voice calling out his name in a choked whisper, your nails clawing down his back. your cunt pulsing around his cock. your juices spilling from your hole as he thrusts into you like there's no tomorrow.

“that feel good, darling?” the rumble of his voice against your ear makes you shiver slightly. 

"can't wait to see your tummy swollen with my babies in you, you'll look so gorgeous."

“mmm—!” moans and whines bubble up in your throat as a response to his teasing words. the thought of having his children makes your mind go fuzzy and your heart swell. you want it more than anything. 

“i love you, sweetheart,” he coos, pulling away from your neck to look into your eyes. his husky voice, how close his lips are, the lust evident in his gaze, it all makes your mind go fuzzy. 

"i love you, kento! love you s'much!" you cry as you cream around his cock, cunt tensing around him which pushes him over the edge too. he lets out a broken moan as his warmth fills you up. he stays inside of you for a few moments, not wanting his cum to go to waste. 

"mmm, can't wait for you to get pregnant, sweetheart," he confesses, pulling you into his arms as he lays down on the mattress.

“i think the pancakes are cold,” you pout, turning your head to look up at him through your lashes and he chuckles down at you.

"that's alright, darling... i've already had my meal, haven't i?"

oh yes, he has...

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Ofc, day 22 and I’m probs gonna do Mattheo riddle.

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