#lotsa body worship

[gatorbites-imagines]

If you're interested I'd like to request some ftm Mihawk X service top Male reader, like goddam I really wanna worship this man and eat him out/mark him 😭

Ftm Dracule Mihawk x male reader

Headcanons

I love Mihawk, hes one of the few one piece characters I can look at and think “he definitely smells good”. I was listening to dark academia when writing this, since I felt it fit Mihawk.

Mixed terminology for Mihawks bits, like usual.

Mihawk carries a lot of stress in his day-to-day life, I mean, how couldn’t be. He doesn’t show it, at least not to those who don’t know him. But as his partner, you can spot it immediately when he’s more tense than usual.

There is nothing you love more than to make Mihawk feel good, which results in many people thinking you are some kind of lovesick fool. (for some reason I imagine Gomez and Morticia Addams in this dynamic)

Many thing Mihawk is cold, aloof and emotionless, that he doesn’t return your strong emotional acts, but you know he has his own ways to show his love. Like the way he lets you take care of him and puts down his defenses around you, in the way he caresses your cheek in the morning, or how he brings you small trinkets from his travels.

You cant help but yearn to make Mihawk feel as good as you possibly can, especially on days where he clearly needs to let off some steam.

It starts with a bath of the highest quality, with Mihawks favorite scents and soaps, where you’ll even go as far as wash his hair and beard for him, massaging at his tense shoulders and arms.

Massages has become one of the easiest ways to make Mihawk unwind, as he only lets you do it, so his body immediately knows its safe and that he doesn’t need to be on guard when you massage him.

He does grumble and give you a half-hearted glare when you start nipping and sucking hickeys on his neck and arms, calling you a possessive bastard, especially when you keep leaving hickeys where everyone can see as he goes around shirtless.

In the earlier period of your relationship, he would never allow it, but nowadays he lets you pick him up out of the bathtub, dry him off, even lets you rub his favorite lotion into his skin.

If you end up sliding to your knees between his thighs when he’s sitting on the counter, who but you two would know. Mihawk has never been much of a moaner or for making noise in general, but you can always see that your loving and caring touches lights a fire in him, as he’s always wet on your fingers when you rub them through his folds.

He leans back against the mirror as you lick and suck at his cock and folds, experience guiding you in the best ways to make his thighs quiver and breath stutter.

Only after hes cum will you pull back, wiping your mouth and picking your swordsman back up, moving him into the bedroom and laying him down on the silky sheets that cover the huge bed you guys share.

As much as Mihawk wants to keep going from where you left off in the bathroom, you just spread him out and go off to grab the massage oil, rolling him onto his front so you can start actually working into his back.

Mihawk always feels your erection pressing against the small of his back as you knead at his tight muscles, something inside him feeling hot and gooey at the knowledge that you are so aroused, but you always want to take care of him more.

You take the chance to leave more bites and hickeys as you work down his back and to his legs, spreading his thighs apart so you can rub at them too. Of course, you take the chance to lift his hips a bit and lick through his folds again, causing Mihawk to gasp into the sheets.

The fact that you are the only person to see Mihawk Dracule like this, splayed out across the sheets and so relaxed, muscles lax and hips rolling lazily back against your tongue, almost has you bursting right then and there.

As you keep eating him out, you rub down as much of his legs as you can, pulling away from his cunt with a string of fluids connecting your tongue and his heat so you can scoot down and rub down his feet too, much to Mihawks annoyance.

Rolling him onto his back, you do the same to his front, making sure to kiss at his top surgery scars and leave bites down his stomach, before sucking his cock between your legs as you hike on of his legs over your shoulder.

Mihawk is a vision as he basks in pleasure, arms tucked under his head and eyes half lidded as they look down at you. He looks soft and pliable, but somehow still so powerful, even as he lets you pretty much worship him with your hands and mouth.

Its only after he mumbles for you to get on with it that you slide fingers into him, crooking them just the way he likes as you roll his cock in lazy circles with your tongue, the flat side of your tongue rubbing the bundle of nerves enough to send a tingling feeling up his spin.

As you open him up, you make sure to mumble compliments, about how strong he is, how much you love him and his body, how much you think about him and crave him whenever he is away.

All this praise and touching culminates in a second orgasm, starting slowly in his stomach and warming over time, as you of so lazily draw it out of him, your movements and actions having no rush even as he gasps, thighs clamping down on either side of your head.

As he calms down from the orgasm, you move away from his crotch to press kisses against his lower stomach instead, rubbing a loving hand up and down his thigh so as to not overstimulate him.

At some point Mihawk grabs onto your hair and pulls at it, pulling you up on top of him instead, hooking his legs around your hips as he stares at you intensely. Theres no need for words to express what he wants, especially as his pupils are bigger than normal, and there’s a flush to his cheeks.

Your pants and boxers are easily kicked off to the floor, and after slipping on a condom, you carefully push inside his slit, all the prep and work to make him relax easing the way, making it easy for you to bottom out.

What you two experience is more like the act of making love, compared to fucking. Hips rolling in slow loose thrusts, lips pressing together in an open-mouthed kiss as you breathe one another in as hands explore and grab at whatever flesh they can find.

There is no hurry, like there has been no hurry the entire night, its all about making Mihawk feel good in your eyes, your own need for orgasm completely leaving your mind, or maybe having never even been present in the first place.

The third orgasm Mihawk experiences has his eyes clenching shut, mouth dropping open into a beautiful O shape, as soundless moans tremble out of him, cunt gripping tighter onto your shaft as he shudders through it.

His toes curl and fingers dig into your back, Mihawk almost forgetting to breathe until you remind him, making him gasp. You almost want to pull out, since your own end means nothing, but Mihawks legs stay locked around your hips, rocking you in and out of him.

Your orgasm leaves your vision going black for a second or two, the feeling washing through you like a wave as you grunt and cling closer to your lover, filling the latex wrapped around your shaft with a moan, mixed with yet another mumble of praise for the man you love.

You two stay pressed up against each other for a while, just basking in the others presence, until it starts to get uncomfortable.

Pulling out, you discard of the soiled condom, and go about cleaning up, getting new sheets on the bed, and wiping your lover down as he lays lax and half asleep, though Mihawk is never fully asleep until you crawl back into bed with him.

Its only times like this that he gets to completely relax, falling asleep against your side as you caress his hair and rub his back. Its some of the best sleep Mihawk ever gets, knowing that you are there to love him and care for him. The multiple orgasms also help with putting him to sleep.

Its only after Mihawk is completely asleep that you close your eyes. You never go fully to sleep, keeping some of your consciousness alert, just in case you’ll end up needing it. Its mainly to allow Mihawk to get the deep sleep he needs, without having to worry about keeping his guards up himself. And you’ll do anything for your partner.

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[borathae]

“A story about how your boyfriend Jungkook gave you amazing head and you ask him if you could peg him. It’s as simple as that.”

Pairing: Vampire!Jungkook x Witch!Reader

Genre: established relationship!AU, Smut, hinted polyamory!AU

Warnings: switch!Jungkook, switch!Reader, it goes from Domish to the subbiest!Kook, naked cuddling, making out, passionate love making, this story is in two parts: one where he pleases her with body worship & oral + vaginal fingering & he's Domish and one where she pegs him & he's the subbiest sub, so for anyone just wanting to cum come for some Jungkook head you will be fed as well, for the other kinksters the next warnings are for the pegging part, he’s on his back, pegging, praise, good boy kink, he calls her Mistress, loving dirty talk, but also kinky dirty talk, anal fingering, anal fisting, lotsa lube, handjob, blowjob, nipple play, major belly bulging, he accidentally cums prematurely in her mouth, multiple orgasms (m. & f.recieving), reverse breeding kink, she wants to breed him and he calls himself her cumdump, she calls him “pet” & babyboy in a loving way, she also once talks about putting her babies into him, i love reverse breeding kink <3, they're both a little feral, fangs, subby boy tears, the softest aftercare, she helps him subdrop in such a safe and loving way, he is a giggly boy afterwards <3, they're in love and kinky

Wordcount: 10.7k

a/n: i am but a feral beast and you too shall share my fate 🤍

Jungkook stays over at your place tonight. You already watched a movie with some snacks and shared a bath whilst doing face masks and are now in bed making out. 

Jungkook is on top with his left leg between your thighs and his crotch pressed against you. His skin is so soft against yours and his body so nicely heavy. The warmth he radiates scared away the cold of your big room and makes you feel cozy. Your hands can’t stop exploring every part you can reach. It is as if you were obsessed. And you are. Oh, you are so into each other. The kisses feel so good and make you so happy that neither of you can stop making noises. There are also lots of giggles and little whispers of adoration in between. It’s just so nice to kiss each other, especially after not being able to for years. 

Jungkook breaks the kiss again, giggling as he busies himself with kissing your jawline and neck.

“My beautiful”, he mumbles mindlessly, “my beautiful girl. My girl, heh, my pretty.”

“That feels so good”, you sigh with a smile on your lips. You roll your head to the side, allowing him better access to your most sensitive spots. 

Jungkook explores them instantly with soft kisses and tender licks. He also gives you the occasional small nibble, which results in your body producing the most amazing of shivers. He is so gentle. 

His hands explore your torso. He knows that he has permission to do so because he asked. He always asks, which makes him such a safe space to you. You feel so well taken care of and comforted in his presence. 

“My pretty girl”, he whispers as his hand caresses your upper tummy, “I love how soft you are. Love it so much…”

You didn’t put on clothes after the bath, neither did Jungkook. Which makes the kissing and his gentle touches just all the more addicting. Being naked has always been a plan for tonight. First it was for the bath and the comforting intimacy you shared by being bare. Then it was for cuddling because Jungkook is obsessed with cuddling you naked. He doesn’t have ulterior motives when he asks for them, he merely loves the feeling of your naked skin against his' and the unfiltered warmth of your body. He says that it calms him down and heals him.

You talked a lot, laughed and giggled and Jungkook allowed you to partake in his five minutes of craziness by tickling you gently and teasing you for being so much weaker than him. You love when he’s like this because he is gentle with you and he gets so giddy when you call him your strong man. After the little play fight which ended in you earning yourself five smooches on each cheek for “being cute”, the kisses began. Oh, how you both love to kiss each other with no barriers in between. They started off as little pecks and giggled smooches but soon turned into longer kisses, sighs and your tongues slowly daring to meet the other more and more.

Right now, Jungkook has moved on from kissing the left side of your neck to instead explore the right. He crawls between your legs, rolling your head to the other side with a tender hand on your face. You let him guide your head, caressing his biceps as a sigh slips past your lips. 

“Does that feel nice?” he asks in a whisper, painting kisses down your pulse point afterwards. 

“Yeah, it’s nice”, you sigh, squirming on the sheets. The contact - once innocent of nature - feels arousing to you. Jungkook has been swelling for quite a while now, but you didn’t feel the need to address it. He gets hard so easily. Especially when you are kissing. In return you get wet so very quickly whenever he kisses you deeply and you are aware that Jungkook can smell it. He hasn’t called you out on it either because neither of you thought it necessary to do so. You and he were together, you shared intimacy and love and if your bodies reacted by preparing for whatever deep connection may follow, so be it. Such preparation needn’t be always addressed when it happens so naturally between you and him. 

But you must admit that what he is doing right now and how he is letting his hardened cock rest on your wet pussy is leaving you breathless. So breathless in fact that you have to address the situation in a barely there sigh. 

“Jungkook, your cock…”

“Ignore it. It’s not important”, he whispers as his lips dance down to your chest. 

“Kook…” you sigh, arching into his kiss. Like this, his length isn’t grinding against you anymore, but his tender lips on your nipples make up for it. 

Jungkook loves your breasts and he especially loves worshiping them with his mouth. He could lose himself in the activity. Truly sometimes he asks for naked cuddles just so he can suckle on your nipples as you play with his hair. Most of the time the sucking motion is enough for him and it is of innocent nature meant to comfort him. You know for a fact that tonight wasn’t for comfort, but to turn you on. He sucks spots of sensitivity all over your chest and the tender flesh of your breasts, he licks and kisses your nipples until you ache for the addicting sensation of his sucks and only then he gives it to you, keeping it between his eager lips until you sigh in overstimulation. That’s when he moves on to the other side, repeating the process until you are overstimulated and he can change sides once again. He repeats the process two more times, getting you to a point where even the air he breathes feels like too much. It also doesn’t help that he is wearing a delicate golden necklace which keeps ghosting over your skin. By now, you are aching from it, squirming under his hands with the sheets soaked beneath you. 

“Baby…” you sigh, arching your lower back in hopes of getting some sort of friction against your aching clit. 

It happens naturally that Jungkook’s next adventure leads his lips down along your tummy. No other words needed to be exchanged for him to know that you were desperate. He can smell it on you and feel it under his lips. Your muscles are shifting like crazy in your fruitless attempts to get his mouth on your pussy. He thinks it’s both adorable and arousing. 

He smiles against your lower tummy, eliciting a small whine from you as he runs his fingertips down your sides. He looks up at you. Your eyes meet when you realise his kisses stopped. You are breathing heavily and your eyes practically glow in arousal. He feels his own eyes gleam in reaction. He is so obsessed with getting you turned on. 

“Should I-”

“Yes!” you interrupt him, nodding your head vigorously, “yes, please.”

He chuckles, “okay.”

He lowers his lips back to your tummy and begins kissing his way down to where you ache the most. You open your legs and prop them up on the sheets. Jungkook closes his arms around your thighs instantly, giving them a soft squeeze in sync with his mouth claiming your heat. 

“Shit, ah”, you gasp, arching into him. Your hands fall to his head instantly, your fingers grasp his hair while your legs lose every sense of strength. Jungkook manages to lift them easily that way, pressing them into the sheets at first until they naturally fall over his shoulders to shake there. 

He parts your folds with his tongue in slow flicks up and down. Over and over again until he can fit perfectly between them. It’s such an easy task to open you up for him and you taste like heaven during those first few moments. Unfiltered and intense. The longer he gives you head, the less your taste becomes as his own spit mixes with it. But in those first few seconds where he allows your pussy to welcome him, your taste is as honest and raw as it can get. He feels so utterly at your mercy during those moments, moaning into you with his body shuddering in ecstasy and his strong fingers dimpling your thighs.

His moan of bliss mixes with your own, his hands run up and down your trembling thighs while his eager mouth makes out with your pussy. Up and down along your swollen lips. The right side, the left but never on your clit. To build anticipation. To make you ache. To steal your every sense of sanity. You know that he will get there eventually and that this is all to get you desperate. 

“Jungkook”, his name is the only right thing to say when he pleases you so wonderfully. It leaves your lips between moans and sighs only he can tickle out of you. Oh how warm you feel. How the pleasure sits so deep. How right this is. As if Jungkook was always destined to be between your legs tonight. 

One thing about him is that he is very eager to please you. He loves teasing, but what he loves more is to have you moan for him. So when Jungkook asks if he should give you head, you know that your nearest future will be filled with the hottest pleasure. Jungkook doesn’t deny you head for as long as your teased body can take. Jungkook gives it to you without hesitation and he gives it to you with such skill that it gets hard to function. 

He runs his left hand from your thigh to your lower tummy. He places the flat of his palm on it and uses two of his fingers to spread you apart for him. 

You know what this means, panting like crazy in sheer excitement. 

Jungkook draws zigzag patterns up your pussy, starting almost at your rim before ending right under your clit. He avoids her again, drawing a big swirl around her. Just one, then he dances his tongue down your pussy again. One flick against your soaked entrance. The moan he releases sounds sacrilegious. Up again in skilled zigzag patterns. His fingers spread you further, his tongue is almost there. One little swirl. He makes the swirls smaller and smaller and smaller and meets your clit. 

“A-ah”, the sound you made was squeaky and didn’t sound like you. If you weren’t so entirely comfortable with Jungkook, you would have died in embarrassment right then and there.

Jungkook chuckles deeply, smiling against your clit, "baby…" his raspy purr sends vibrations through your clit, forcing trembles through you. 

“A-ah, ahng”, those sounds should be so fucking embarrassing, but all you can concentrate on is how good he makes you feel. 

He kisses your clit with a smile on his lips, giving you a second of break afterwards just so he can marvel at you. 

“My pretty girl with her pretty pussy…love the taste of you so much”, he whispers and continues his love making. He kisses and licks your clit, humming against you to send the most delightful of vibrations through your body. 

“Aahngfuck, you feel so good.”

Jungkook moans, closing his eyes as he gets lost in you.

This is the thing he riled you up for. Hot, sensual tongue kisses all over your clit. He gets you feeling so good when he makes out with your pussy.

All you can do is twist his hair and curl your toes as your legs continue to shake on his back. You can feel his muscles shift and his deep moans in this position, which riles you up even more. You believed yourself to be as desperate as possible, but as those seconds become minutes, you realise just how much harder you can fall. 

Jungkook has you pulsating under his tongue. One small suck of his lips followed by a flick of his tongue and you buck your hips into his face to beg for your orgasm. 

“Mhm”, he hums and giggles, breaking away from you to smile up at you. His lips are messy and wet, his eyes sparkly. 

“Shit, Kook. Don’t edge me”, you exhale shakily, bucking your hips against nothing, “I can’t do that tonight.”

“Sorry, I know”, Jungkook says and slides your legs off his shoulders. He helps you set them down comfortably, watching with a fluttering tummy as you open them even further than he would have.

Now comfortable on the sheets, you feel almost tortured from being denied (bear in mind that it has been nothing more than ten seconds since he stopped). 

“Please…”

“I’m getting there.”

Jungkook takes two of his fingers into his mouth to wet them thoroughly. Once happy with it, he slides his left hand back to your pussy and parts your lips again. This time around he reveals your soaked entrance to his eyes, gulping hungrily. You are so wet and swollen, begging to be explored.

He connects his slickened fingers with you, rubbing them up and down your entrance twice before he finally slips inside. You are so wet that it is an easy task for him to fill you out. He moans, furrowing his brows in bliss.

“So wet…fuck.”

“Kook…” you whimper, arching your back. You felt so empty and now you are whole. You hope he never stops.

“Is that comfortable for you, baby?” he asks.

“Yes…please don’t stop.”

“I won’t, baby. Gotta make my girl cum on my fingers”, he lulls, making you moan and squeeze your eyes closed. You clench around his digits, twisting the sheets. He just knows what to say to ruin you. You blame Yoongi’s and Taehyung’s influence on him. They’re both lethal with their dirty talk and Jungkook’s such an eager learner. 

His mesmerised eyes follow his fingers as he fucks them in and out of you gently. You move so perfectly around him. Jungkook is obsessed with the way your pussy seems to fit so seamlessly around his digits and how your puffy lips shift and move around them as he fingers you. You are also so goddamn wet. His fingers glisten in your essence whenever he pulls them out, filling his nose with a mellifluous scent.

“So wet and pretty”, he croaks and closes the distance to feel you on his tongue. He licks your swollen lips at first, basking in the sensations of fingering you. His purrs tickle you, forcing your body to writhe on the sheets. 

“Holy shit, it feels so good”, you whisper breathlessly, running your fingers through his hair. A squeaky moan follows. Once again, it doesn’t resemble your real voice at all. 

Jungkook tingles at your touch, now guiding his eager mouth to your clit. It throbs under his tongue with the first contact, the pitched moan of pleasure you release is an indicator of how good he makes you feel. 

And he knows that he can do better. He knows. This isn’t perfect yet. He needs to be better. Jungkook begins searching for the spots inside you, which you love to have stimulated. It takes him a few seconds and then you let him know that he found them by tensing around him and closing your legs around his head. 

“T-there”, you get out, trembling as your pussy continues sucking him in. You are so tense around him, pulsating and convulsing as his finger prod at your sensitive spot, “ah, ah a-ah.”

Jungkook moans into you, feeling his body tingle. He knew that he could do better. You always tease him for being a perfectionist, but if he wasn’t, then you wouldn’t be shaking so much right now. You should start thanking him for it. Jungkook growls in reaction to you tugging on his hair, swirling his tongue over your clit in eager motions. Two of his fingers keep you spread to reveal the most sensitive spots to him. The way you are shaking and moaning lets him know that it is only a matter of seconds. He wanted this to happen, awaiting it with a throbbing cock.

“You’re making me cum”, you squeak, following it up with a panicked and trembling exhale and a small, “oh god.”

Jungkook moans with you, doing everything in his power to get you there. He knew it. You only sound like this when you are close. One flick of his tongue and his fingers pressed against your well-pleasured spot is all it takes for you to feel in heaven.

“Now! Ah!”

It begins deep in your pussy where Jungkook massages your sensitive spot. Those highs are your favourites, they feel so much more fulfilling than any clitoral orgasm ever could. Tonight, Jungkook and his perfect, warm mouth manage to give you both. One so very deep, followed seconds later by your clit giving up under his tongue as you allow your body to release the built-up pleasure. 

His name is the only thing able to fall from your lips, his hair between your trembling fingers the only thing keeping you grounded, his warm mouth sucking and kissing your clit the one thing ruining you and his fingers the reason why you have to shake for as long as you do.

You tug him off of you when overstimulation sets in. Because he paid such attention to you and made you so sensitive, it feels impossible to receive another orgasm so soon after your first. His mouth, although so gentle and warm, feels like too much.

“Hurts”, you whimper.

“Mhhm baby”, Jungkook purrs, nuzzling his nose into your pubes as he gives you a loving kiss. Afterwards he trails his kisses up your tummy, slipping his fingers out of you carefully. He cups your pussy with his hand to help you ride out the hot afterglow as his puffy lips play with your nipples. Coming down like this is the best. It makes you so happy to be alive. It really does.

Jungkook moves further up your body, “thank you”, he lulls against your neck, kissing it gently. His finger move through your folds slowly with the only goal of feeling your wet pussy one last time.

“Your pussy’s the best”, he whispers against the shell of your ear, “thank you for letting me taste it.”

“I gotta thank you”, you barely get the words out, rolling your head to the side so you can smile at him droopily, “I feel so dizzy.”

Your eyes meet. You and he can’t prevent your lips from curling into the goofiest smiles, your eyes are so deeply connected with just one look.

“You’re the best”, you whisper and smile brighter.

“No, you are”, he says, stealing a loving kiss, “I could honestly live between your legs.”

“Mhm, you’re cute”, you murmur, tilting your head for one more kiss. One Jungkook gives you happily. You deepen it with your hand sliding to the nape of his neck. You can taste yourself on him. It makes the kiss so much more arousing. To think that you can taste the pleasure he just made you feel sends tingles down your spine.

Jungkook breaks the kiss because he needed to breathe. His eyes race between yours.

“How are you feeling, baby?” he asks, caressing your temple.

“I feel so good”, you whisper, lowering your eyelids halfway, “thank you.” 

Jungkook grins, “I’m so happy to hear that. Wow”, he lets out a shy giggle, dropping into the pillow beside you, “I’m happy”, he says and exhales happily.

You roll to your side, seeking his hug by stubbing his chest with your nose.

“I’m happy too, yeah”, you whisper, enjoying the way his voice tickles you as he speaks.

“I loved it so much, baby”, he says and kisses the crown of your head, “although I’m really horny now. My cock’s so hard.”

You snicker, tilting your head so you can look up at him.

“Should I take care of it?”

“No, you don’t have to.”

“Are you sure? I could touch you and maybe fuck you.”

“You’re making it really hard to say no”, he jokes, making you laugh.

You wiggle back so you could talk comfortably with him.

“What if I played with your cock for a while and then stretched you out so I could peg you?”

Jungkook widens his eyes.

“Excuse me?” he squeaks.

“Peg you. You know? As in fuck your ass with a strap.”

“W-why would you wanna do that?”

“Why not?”

“I don’t know. I guess, I just. Wow ___ phew", he lets out and blows raspberries.

“That bad of an idea?” you ask, pulling a grimace of embarrassment, “sorry.”

“No! No, it’s amazing. The idea’s amazing”, he assures you, “but I’m nervous”, he confesses and lowers his eyes. 

You roll onto your tummy and drape your arm over him, propping yourself up on your elbows.

“Why? It’s no different than an actual cock.”

“But it is. I, I never t-took strap before”, he stutters.

“Strap’s just a dildo on a harness. You love dildos, don’t you?”

“I do, but I- I’m sorry, I make no sense.”

“My honey, look at me.”

Jungkook obeys.

“First of all, your fears are valid and you don’t have to do anything you’re not a thousand percent comfortable with and second of all, if you wanna continue I promise that I’ll make it so, so nice for you.”

“I know”, he whispers, reaching up to trace your face, “I know, I’m just…fuck”, he looks to the side, even rolls his head to the side, “I’m weird.”

You lean down and begin kissing his neck. He shivers instantly, letting out a sigh. 

“It was just a suggestion. We don’t have to do it. I can just play with your cock if that’s more your style.”

“No, don’t stop. I don’t think it’s a bad idea. I just didn’t expect you to suggest that and now I’m internally panicking because I wasn’t planning on bottoming tonight.”

“Valid. You’re valid, baby. If you don’t wanna bottom tonight, I won’t force you.”

“But I do”, he whispers.

“You do?” 

Your eyes meet. He blushes and nods his head shyly.

“Yeah…” he whispers, scrunching his nose up. 

“Yeah?” you make sure with a smile on your lips.

He nods his head, “I just need a little help to get into the mindset.”

“Mhm I get it. Tell me what you need me to do to help”, you speak softly, “I wanna make my babyboy feel in heaven.”

He shies away, covering it up by rolling his eyes at you and nudging your chest.

“Don’t call me that”, he mumbles, lifting his shoulders to his ears.

“Why not? You’re my baby and you’re my boy, which makes you my babyboy.”

“That’s not how that works”, he says and looks to the side, throwing his hand over his eyes, “god”, he lets out and laughs cutely.

You tug his hand away with a smile on your lips. Your eyes meet.

“You’re so cute”, you say, resting your chin on his hand.

His eyes race between yours. The silence you share feels comfortable, even if it is filled with an exciting tension. It is the kind of tension, which is heavy in arousal.

“You really wanna peg me?” he asks into the silence.

“Only if you want to do it. It was just an idea, you know, because I know how much you love anal and we’re the only ones who haven’t done it together yet.”

“I know and I want to do it, but I’m still nervous. I can’t explain why.”

“We can take it slow.”

“I guess”, he says and lowers his eyes shyly, “I’m sorry, I’m so weird. I guess I’m scared that I won’t be able to take you?”

“Well, the good thing about pegging is that we can pick out which cock I’m gonna fuck you with”, you say, flustering him visibly.

He rolls his head to the side, burying his nose in the tenderness of your inner wrist. Then he lets out a giggle. It was in his deep voice and was filled with coyness.

You feel like melting. He is so adorable when he’s shy. And his neck looks so empty…

You lower your lips to his favourite spot and begin sucking on it.

“Ah”, Jungkook reacts in a sigh and a small arch of his back. It feels warm and wet first until the pressure under his skin grows more and more, ending in a sharp sting. Only then you stop sucking, soothing the tender spot with gentle kisses and soft licks.

“I hate to see you so nervous, babyboy”, you speak in your sexy voice. The kind of voice, which makes Jungkook’s tummy flutter, “what can I do to make it easier? Should we take out all my toys and we go through them together?”

“I don’t know”, Jungkook sighs.

“Or should I play with your hole for a bit and we’ll see where to go from there?”

Jungkook rolls his hips up. The mention of being fingered turns him on so much.

“Yeah. Can you finger me?”

“Of course babyboy, I’ll get the lube right away.”

Jungkook waits for you patiently, opening his legs as you crawl back onto bed. He put a pillow under his butt to angle himself into a better position. You give him a sweet smile, running your left hand down his thigh.

“It was difficult to walk. You made my legs so weak with the head you gave me”, you tell him.

“Good”, Jungkook says and grins cockily, earning himself the fondest of chuckles. 

“I wanna make your legs just as weak, you know?”

His smile drops, a gasp for air replaces it. He widens his eyes, pressing out a shy, “ah.”

You chuckle, “cute”, you say and open the lube bottle. You spread it on your fingers, “I’ll start slow, yeah?”

“Yeah, I’m excited”, he says with his chest heaving up and down quickly.

“Me too, baby.”

You place the lube aside and connect two of your fingers with his hole. He clenches at the initial contact but relaxes soon after. A breathy laugh slips past his lips, a trembling exhale follows. He looks at you with sparkly eyes.

“Cold?”

“No, just wet. Please start with two.”

“Okay, I will”, you say and push past his rim. He swallows your two digits easily. Mere seconds in and you are already inside him to your last knuckle. You moan in delight, giving him a knowing smile.

Jungkook lets out a shaky breath, closing his eyes in a flutter. He spreads his fingers on his own tummy, sighing a submissive “ah” as his hole pulsates around your digits instinctively. Almost as if it wanted to make sure that you stay inside.

“Slipped right in. You’re such a good bottom, Kookie”, you praise.

Jungkook’s lips curl into a lazy smile, his fingers dance up and down his tummy in a soft caress. You like that he is touching himself. It’s so relaxing to watch and you know for fact that it helps him relax as well.

“I can’t even pretend that I’m not, can I?” he asks, making you chuckle.

“You really can’t. I can already finger fuck you like this”, you say, pumping your fingers in and out of him in a slow rhythm.

“Ah, it feels good”, he sighs, writhing on the sheets.

“Mhm, it does.”

There is barely any pressure around your fingers. He is truly so easy to prepare because of how utterly happy he is to get his hole explored.

“One more please”, he asks politely, making you smile. How eager he is.

“Yeah? Okay, I’ll do three then”, you say and prepare your ring finger. Once covered in lube, you slip it into him, curling your digits in search of his prostate. You know that not enough time has passed yet for him to be sensitive there, but you still want to tickle it out of hiding. Just like he did with your favourite spots. 

“Yeah, ah”, Jungkook sighs and moans, rolling his head to the side, “yeah, that’s nice. Ahmmmh.”

“You’re taking me like such a good boy.”

His body is getting used to you so well. His skin is covered in goosebumps, his nipples are so swollen and his muscles are constantly shifting in sensual squirms. There is barely any pressure around your fingers because of how eager he is to take you and his walls keep welcoming you with happy clenches. His fingers dance over his torso, but keep lingering on his chest for longer and longer. You know that it won’t be long until he starts playing with his own nipples. You love when he does that, so you’re really excited for it. 

You slip your fingers out to trace his rim. It’s still just a little puckered, asking to be relaxed more. You slip your fingers back inside, twisting your hand as you do.

“Oh”, Jungkook tenses up and fucks the air.

“Good?”

“Another”, he begs.

“Okay”, you say with a fond smile. You pick up more lube on your pinky and slip it inside. The pressure around your fingers grows. 

“Fuck”, Jungkook gets out, closing his fingers into fists on his tummy. He is tightening around you. 

You help him relax by picking up his cock and pumping it in a smooth rhythm.

“Fuck, holy fuck”, Jungkook gasps and shudders, fucking into your fist, “___.”

“Relax baby, you’re taking me so well”, you encourage him as you push your fingers deeper. He flutters around you, relaxing significantly. 

Jungkook gasps and moans, gripping your wrist with both hands. You still around his cock, looking at his face. Your eyes meet. 

“Are you okay?”

“Please do it slow. I’m close.”

“Okay, sensitive baby”, you tease and continue your touches.

“Yeah fuck”, Jungkook laughs, closing his eyes. He settles into the sheets, sliding his hands back to his chest to trace his own pecs, “fuck, why do I gotta be such a bottom? It’s so embarrassing how easily I stretch out.”

“No, it’s not. Being a top is easy. You just gotta have stamina. But being a bottom takes courage. You let someone stick something inside you. Without your consent to get filled, the sex wouldn’t even happen. You’re so fucking hot for being a bottom, Kook.”

“You think?”

“Yeah, so hot”, you say and twist your hand deep inside him in sync with your fingers squeezing around his cockhead.

“Okay mhhhm”, Jungkook presses out, fucking into your hand multiple times, “a-ah, hah, ah.”

“See? So hot. Taking me so well. You’re so hot, Kookie.”

“More please”, he begs shakily, pulsating around your fingers. 

“You know that this means I’d fist you, yeah?”

“Yes”, he whimpers, nodding his head vigorously.

“Okay then, I’m so happy to comply”, you say and slip out. You grab the lube and begin covering your entire hand in a thick layer of it. 

His hole closes slowly, a huff of air slips past his lips. He squirms desperately, gripping his own inner thighs. 

“Needy?” you ask.

“Yeah…” he says and adds a breathy, “wanna be fisted, Mistress.”

“I’m almost done”, you assure him, placing the bottle aside. You connect your left hand with his lower tummy, applying gentle pressure, “lift your legs for me.”

Jungkook follows happily. He lifts his legs and bends them, resting his thighs against his own body and wiggling his toes. Like this, his hole naturally stretches. How beautiful he looks when he’s so presented to you. He is so lose already and so, so pink, glistening from the lube you left all over his pretty rim. He grips his own shins, keeping himself in the position this way.

You fix the pillow under him, angling him even better for you. 

“There we go. Are you comfy like this?” you say, placing your hand right above his hole.

“Yes.”

“That’s good, baby. Tell me if you wanna change something”, you say and place two of your fingers next to his hole, using them to spread him more, “look at you. You’re so stretched already.”

Jungkook’s breath speeds up, his eyes are focused on the ceiling. If he still had a heartbeat it would go crazy right now. He is so excited for what was to come. He gets so relaxed around you that taking your fist is something he can do easily. You help him get into it so well and you always make it feel so good. Jungkook can barely even breathe from how excited he feels. He can’t wait to be fisted by you.

You connect your fingertips with his hole and give him a languid massage.

“Ready?”

“Yes”, Jungkook whimpers out, rolling his hips up.

“Good boy”, you praise and push inside. The stretch feels gentle at first until you reach your second knuckles. His hole protests at first, he inhales deeply and exhales, allowing you to push past the hurdle. He whimpers. You check up on him. His brows are furrowed and his lower lip is tugged between his teeth.

“How’s that, babyboy?”

“Keep going”, he croaks, clenching around you. 

“We’re almost done”, you encourage him.

“No, we’re not. Don’t lie”, he says in laughter.

“Yeah, right”, you laugh with him while your hand slowly digs deeper. He gets so relaxed when he laughs and giggles, it’s an easy task to fill him this way. 

“Fuck, you’re such a liar”, he giggles, wiggling his toes.

“In my defense, I wanted to make it easier for you”, you chuckle, twisting your hand slowly as you reached the girthiest part. 

“It’s helping”, he says and sighs, pulling his bend legs apart, “you feel so fucking good, holy shit”, he whispers.

Your heart flutters. You are so into this. You apply more pressure on his ready hole and slip inside. 

“Ah”, he moans, shaking in reaction.

“So hot, fuck”, you whisper, staring at his hole close around your fist inch by fucking inch. To think that something so fragile and tight can swallow your fist that easily. He looks stretched to the limits, flushed red and wet, and still it’s not too much. And now that the girthiest part is inside him, the rest is easy for him to take. You slide inside him until his eager hole sits around your wrist. How fascinating. Your entire hand is just gone and your wrist gets squeezed by his little hole.

“How are you doing?” you croak.

“Good”, he gets out and moans shakily, fighting for air.

His walls are pulsating and convulsing around your hand. They are insanely hot against your skin and feel so addictively wet. He is also so soft inside, all hot and wet and soft. Oh so soft. You are going insane for him. 

You begin moving your hand in him. Just small movements back and forth which fucks his rim past your wrist bone each time you go deeper and which reveals your wrist again when you slide back. The rhythm is minimal but when you have an entire fist up your ass, it’s enough to drive one crazy.

Jungkook is no exception. He moans loudly, scrunching his face into a grimace of honest pleasure as his legs tremble uncontrollably.

“How’s that, baby?”

“Ah, hng, ahng, ah.”

You turned him non-verbal. That’s how it is. Your beautiful, amazing boyfriend is rendered speechless by the pleasure. 

“Good boy, you’re my goodest boy”, you talk him through it as your pussy leaks all over the sheets. You fucking love making him feel so good. 

Jungkook moans, trembling uncontrollably. This is his reality. Somebody once asked him how it feels to be fisted and till this day Jungkook doesn’t know the answer to it. It just feels so good to him. His rim feels stretched to its limits but it doesn’t hurt and his insides feel so full. That’s the best he can describe it as. A feeling of fullness. He never realises how empty he is until he has a fist up his ass, filling out his empty walls. It’s so good. 

And so exciting. Jungkook is aware that his hole’s purpose isn’t to be filled. But it’s become useless ever since he became a vampire and his body doesn’t function like a human anymore. His hole’s human purpose has long been lost and now he just walks around with this empty, useless hole which would be perfect for all sorts of objects to be stuffed into. Jungkook wants his hole’s new purpose to be the perfect little place for whatever may want to fill him. It excites him to give this kind of purpose for his otherwise useless hole. All he is upset about is how easily he closes up again. If it doesn’t need to keep stuff inside anymore, why can’t his hole always be open and stretched? Jungkook wonders that often, looking forward to the days where he gets so, so stretched out again.

And your fist is one of the best things to stretch him out. You are so fucking warm and your shape is filling him out to the brim. 

Jungkook has to drop his shaking legs, fucking himself onto your fist in desperate wiggles. You are pressing right against his prostate. The amount of electric, burning pleasure you give him is indescribable. Jungkook moans loudly and fucks himself on you needily. You watch it happen with a pulsating pussy. 

“Fuck, you’re so hot”, you rasp and begin twisting your hand inside him.

“Ah, aaah, aaaah, aaaaah”, he grows louder and louder, dragging out his moans the longer you keep pumping and twisting your hand inside him. He is shaking like crazy, his cock is twitching uncontrollably and leaking all over his tensing abs. A small puddle has already formed in his belly button. 

You ache for a taste. You grip his cock by its girthy base and lower your mouth to him. You deepthroat him instantly, twisting your fist inside him.

“Ah!” Jungkook yelps up and lets out a sob. The reason for his tears is revealed to you two seconds into the blowjob. His cum shoots down your throat, almost drowning you because you hadn’t expected it. You gag and groan around him, crying surprised tears while his cum squirts out your overwhelmed mouth. 

And Jungkook whimpers and sobs as he orgasms uncontrollably. His walls suck on your fist in aggressive clenches while his cock throbs deep inside your mouth. 

You find your composure after a few seconds, chuckling around his cock as you fuck your creamed throat on it. Shit, you’re such an idiot. Of course something like that would make him cum. 

Jungkook shakes for what feels like minutes, twisting the sheets and fucking your fist while his head spins out of control. It feels so good at first but slowly turns into aching overstimulation.

“Please stop”, Jungkook begs as he writhes away from you.

You listen instantly, sliding off his cock with a delicious moan. You let his cum drip all over your lower face, doing little to clean the mess. He is supposed to see what he just did. 

“Why did you do that?” he whines with squeezed shut eyes and little hiccups leaving him, “you’re so unfair.”

“Sorry, your cock looked so yummy”, you say with not an ounce of remorse in your voice. 

“You’re so unfair. I, I didn’t wanna cum”, he complains, whimpering cutely afterwards.

“I’m sorry babyboy, but I just had to.”

He is still taking your fist, pulsating in his afterglow. He feels tight, but not too tight. You know that he could keep going. All you need is for him to beg you. 

“You made such a mess of me.”

Jungkook peels his eyes open. He studies your cum covered face and sobs desperately, clenching around your fist.

“Fuck me please”, he begs, gasping for air, “holy fuck, I’m so empty. Fuck me please.”

You smirk. The babyboy just climaxed and he is already begging for more. That’s how you like him.

“I will. Size wishes?”

“Big. Big and girthy, please. Please Mistress, please.”

“Okay. Keep yourself open, babyboy. I can’t have you closing up on me.”

“Yes, oh god yes I will. Ah”, he stutters, nodding his head vigorously.

“Good boy”, you praise and slide your fist out of him. His hole is gaping, pulsating around nothing. 

“Oh god, why do I love being filled so much?” Jungkook presses out, reaching for the lube instantly. He opens it and then you turn away to get off bed.

Judging by the noises he makes, he is doing an amazing job at keeping himself open.

“You sound amazing babyboy. Keep going”, you tell him nonchalantly.

“Yes Mistress, ah”, Jungkook mewls, pumping his fingers deeper.

You clean yourself first, wiping your hand and face. Then you busy yourself with putting on a strap and securing one of your biggest dildos to it. The girth is thicker than he girthiest part of your fist and it curves just right to hit his prostate. It’s also huge. You personally wouldn’t ever be able to take it up your pussy, but luckily for you Jungkook’s ass is greedy. You know that he will take it easily. 

You secure the grinder in the inside of your strap, fixing it so it would grind against your favourite spots. You sigh. Yeah, that will definitely feel like heaven. 

You finally turn and hurry back to bed, holding your big cock. The view you meet there is making your knees weak.

“Mistress”, Jungkook moans with his entire fist stuck up his ass and his body pressing back even more. He is that horny. Well fuck.

“Okay damn baby, damn”, you gasp, stumbling onto bed.

“Mistress please fuck me, please.”

“I’m already here”, you tell him, “holy shit, you’re actually taking your entire fist.” 

“I wanna be fucked. Nothing helps”, he keens.

“I know baby, that’s why I’m here”, you say, placing your cock on his’.

Jungkook opens his eyes, gawking at your strap. You are fucking it against his cock, sending bolts of pleasure through him.

“You’re so huge. Oh god”, he croaks.

“Too big? I can change it out.”

He shakes his head and slips his own fist free. His hole flutters desperately, refusing to close up. How pink he is inside. How ruined his rim looks. It’s all soft and loose and just begs to get stretched even more.

“Fuck me, please.”

“Okay babyboy”, you coo and prepare your cock. You lift the lube syringe into Jungkook’s vision, “want me to lube you up?”

“Did Hobi show you that?”

“Hobi? No, I got it from Tae. Why Hobi? Kookie, do you gotta tell me something?”

Jungkook blushes, “I talked to Yoongi. And then I wanted to see for myself.”

“Hot”, you say and slide the syringe inside. You push and cover his insides with the lube. Jungkook reacts with a soft sigh, but doesn’t show a lot of other reaction. After getting fisted by two hands, a small little syringe feels like nothing to him. You slide it out again and drop it next to the lube bottle, “didn’t you guys fuck in the past too?” you ask, getting between his legs.

“Yeah, but it was more heavy petting and fumbling. I was too out of control for more.”

“I see. You guys are so hot”, you say and put your cockhead against his opened hole, “did you have fun when he fucked you?” you ask him because you want him talking when you claim him just so you can watch him fall over his own words.

“Yeah, I did. He was really gent- ah…holy shit”, Jungkook squeaks and tenses up.

“Keep talking baby, you weren’t finished”, you say, filling him up more and more. You are holding his legs, squeezing them against your body as your cock fills out his hole. He looks so perfect taking you. There is no resistance. You actively have to make sure to go slow in order not to fill him within a second. He should feel every inch of you. 

“I, I”, Jungkook stutters and gasps for air, “I had fun”, he gets out and moans, rolling his eyes back before closing them.

“You did. Mhm, well then I’m glad”, you rasp and reward him with your entire cock. You know that he won’t be able to talk more. You’ve got him non-verbal again. 

Jungkook makes submissive sounds as his legs shake in your arms. His fingers grip what little tummy he has and try to squeeze it. There isn’t much to grip with him so it results in his fists to close around nothing while his hole pulsates around your girth. 

“You’re taking me so well, Jungkookie. You’re made for my huge cock”, you encourage him and begin rolling your hips into him.

“Holy fuck! Ah!” Jungkook moans, arching his back. He grips the sheets instead, fucking the air with a throbbing cock. It’s already leaking and it’s only been seconds.

“How’s my cock, mhm?”

“So b-big.”

“Yeah? Does it feel good?”

“Good!”

“Yeah? Is it hard for you to take me?”

“No”, he mewls.

“No?”

“No”, he sobs, arching his back, “harder please.”

You speed up just a little, caressing his trembling legs.

“Harder”, he begs.

You give it to him deeper.

“Harder, please harder.”

“Fuck, you’re such a greedy boy”, you press out and growl, “driving me fucking insane.”

You place his legs on the mattress and grip his waist. Now with the new grip on him, you begin fucking into him. No more gentle dancing of your hips, you wanna fuck. His petite waist dimples under your strong grip and his cock flops against his stomach each time you fuck your cock deep into him. 

And Jungkook is moaning. He is gasping and whimpering and sobbing your name. His body is on fire and your cock keeps him burning so fucking hard. He drops the sheets from his fingers to instead touch his own nipples. He begins fucking himself onto you, meeting you in the middle. Nipple play always gets him restless. 

“That’s it, touch your nipples. Keep touching yourself, babyboy”, you encourage him with shaking knees. The grinder does its job. You are getting fucked so good as you fuck him into a dumb mess. 

“___”, Jungkook keens, punching up the sheets by curling his toes. 

“Yeah, you just keep moaning my name. Let everyone know who fucks you that good”, you growl, looking at your strap. You moan, fucking it deeper while your hands bring in his tiny waist. You need to pull him onto you, use his loose hole like your personal fleshlight. You swear that you can actually fucking feel through your strap right now. It looks so real and feels like fucking heaven.

You grit your teeth and stay deep inside him to rut into him quickly. You need to feel him. His tight, hot walls all wet and sticky from the lube and getting reshaped just by you. Shit, he’s squeezing right around you. You growl his name, punishing his perfect ass with harsh thrusts which shake his entire body.

Jungkook moans your name, reaching up with his own hand to grab anything from you. It results in his hand to grace your shoulder and slip off again. You grip his hand and pin it into the pillow above his head. 

Like this, you force his legs to lift off the mattress again. He wraps them around you instantly, fucking himself on your huge cock.

“Ah! Ah! Ah!”

“Look at me”, you growl.

Jungkook obeys, squeezing your hand in desperation. He is so far gone. His body is ruined and his soul is changing with each of your thrusts. You don’t even go fast. Just deep. So deep. So, so deep with your long, girthy cock which stretch his walls just a little past their limits. He knew from the beginning that you would be a little too big for him, but he didn’t say anything because this is exactly what he wanted. To be brought over his limits and to push himself until his limits have been expanded. And you are doing an incredible job at showing him how much more he can take. 

“I wanna breed you like a fucking animal”, you growl.

Jungkook convulses in pleasure. Your words are his ruin. 

“Mistress”, he sobs, squeezing his eyes closed, “I’m your breeding pet.”

Your stomach clenches in pleasure. You swear that your strap actually throbbed.

“Yeah, you are. My little pet. Your hole’s just there to get bred by me and carry my fucking babies.” 

“Yes, it is! I’m your cum dump, Mistress!”

“Yeah, you are. Shit Kookie, you’re making me cum”, you growl and drop into him, “fuck babyboy”, you whimper, shaking atop of him as your orgasm consumes you. Talking about breeding him while he looked so good underneath was too much for you. 

“Mistress”, Jungkook sobs, hugging you against him while his hips fuck themselves on your strap.

“Fuck babyboy, fucking hell”, you growl with gritted teeth and your fingers twisting the pillow, “fuck!” you come up with a deep growl and your head tilting back. You are kneeling again, fucking him through your overstimulation. “Shit baby”, you spit, showing your teeth as you scrunch your face. You roll your head to the front, looking down at him. 

Jungkook is gawking up at you. You haven’t noticed it, but your eyes are glowing purple from pleasure. Just as his eyes glow ruby when he loses himself to his vampiric nature, yours seem to glow lilac when the pleasure hits just right. 

“Your eyes”, he croaks.

“I know, I feel it. It takes everything inside me not to light the fucking room on fire. You drive me fucking insane”, you say and fuck him so hard that the headboard hits the wall.

Jungkook’s eyes glow ruby instantly. Your feral nature set him off. He grips the pillow and twists it, showing you his fangs in a deep growl. 

“Look at you. The little pet is showing his fangs”, you taunt, punishing him with harsh thrusts. The fucking headboard is so noisy. How annoying. You flash your own eyes at him, bruising his dainty hips, “careful baby, before I decide to put you back in your fucking place.”

Jungkook growls, arching his back. His cheeks are covered in black veins, they are spanning down his neck as well, pulsating and throbbing. 

“You’re there to be bred by me, understood?” you spit and show him his purpose by bottoming out and writing your name against his pulsating prostate.

“Mistress”, Jungkook mewls and rolls his eyes back. He doesn’t close them properly, resulting in you to see just how utterly ruined you got him.

You laugh tauntingly, picking up a rhythm again now that you’ve got him back in his place. You make sure to spread a new layer of lube on your cock, fucking the wet mess into him quickly. It’s so fucking messy between his legs. The bath you took was so utterly unnecessary. You fuck him deeper, hoping for the mess to grow. 

Jungkook is squeaking and gasping, taking the animalistic fuck with ease. He is shaking so much, running on nothing other than the pleasure. It feels so much better now that he doesn’t have to hide his true nature. His body can really fall into the pleasure now, taking it with ecstatic bolts of electricity. 

“My beautiful pet. Fuck, you drive me insane. Fuck baby.”

Your eyes flit to his tummy. The lines of his muscles are faint in the current position. He looks so fragile right now. So petite and tender and dainty. And so stuffed. Your perfect boy with his little waist gets fucked so good that you can see it fill out his tummy. It is bulging each time you fuck yourself into him.

You open his legs further and fuck yourself deeper. 

Jungkook’s voice pitches and gets breathier, his toes curl. He sounds so good getting fucked, but you can barely hear him.

His bulging tummy mesmerises you, takes your every attention. He looks so fragile and dainty and now you are filling him up so deep. It reaches past his belly button when you bottom out and follows your girth as you pull out. Back in again. His tummy bulges and shifts whenever you stuff him until bulging the hardest right above his belly button when you bottom out. Holy shit, you can actually watch yourself fuck him senseless. You throb in ecstasy, growling out a moan. 

“My pretty, little babyboy. Shit, I’m stuffing you so full of cock, fuck.”

You slide your hand to his tummy and press down in sync with your cock bottoming out.

“Holy shit”, Jungkook gets out in a shaky whisper. His knee bends, his leg on the sheets opens further. He reaches for your hand, squeezing your wrist, “a-ah.”

“So full of fucking cock that it’s reshaping you, babyboy. Feel it? I’m shaping you.”

He nods his head vigorously, spilling tears of ecstasy.

He feels it. He has been feeling it. He always does when he gets fucked. He can feel how he gets fucked and how his tummy takes cock, but he never imagined that others could see it. 

Your touch was right where it felt the deepest and where he felt your cockhead hit his shapeable walls. You knew where to touch. Jungkook trembles and makes high-pitched sounds of desperate pleasure. Can you actually see it?

You grab his hand and guide it to where you held him before. You keep it pinned, using your grip on him to make sure he feels everything. Then you fuck yourself deep. Hard and punishing. His thighs jiggle at the impact, your cock reshapes his insides and Jungkook feels it against his palm.

“Do you feel that? That’s how deep I go.”

He feels it. Over and over and over again. You aren’t stopping. His rim is so sensitive, his prostate so swollen, his walls on fire and now you are making him feel how well he takes your cock.

Jungkook lets out an ugly sob, ruining his face with his tears. They don’t stop. Just like his shakes don’t stop and the scorching pleasure deep inside his body. You saw it and now you are using it against him.

“Pl-ple-please”, Jungkook hiccups, gripping your wrist again. He can’t bear to feel it. It makes him shake too much. You don’t mind, replacing his hand with yours. You press down harder than he did, making it so, so difficult for his poor reshaped walls to take your cock. You don’t care. You keep fucking into him hard and fast.

“Shit baby, your tummy’s bulging with my cock”, you growl, forcing his body to shake.

“Ah! Oh god, ah”, Jungkook moans, trembling uncontrollably. The pressure of your hand is intense, your palm feels like addicting fire on his skin. Jungkook swears he feels every single fucking inch of his inside now that squeeze your own cock through his belly.

“Shit, you’re stuffed with cock. There’s nothing else in here. Just me.”

Jungkook grasps the sheets and tugs them up just to twist them in the air. He throws his head back as best as possible. His prostate is pulsating. His walls are sucking you in hungrily. His body feels on flames. 

“Just me, babyboy. Your fucking body is mine. Mine to fucking mold and ruin.”

“You’re making me cum”, he squeaks and trembles.

“I won’t stop you. Cum on my cock, babyboy.”

“I love your cock!” he screams and orgasms. There is a squeak, silence and his body stiffens. One. Two. “Ah! Holy fuck, ah!” His voice returns. Subbier than before. Sluttier as well. And so entirely enslaved by his high. He shakes and shakes and shakes, trying to press out your name, but he can’t get past the first vowel. 

“That’s it babyboy. Cum on my cock. Shit, I can feel you pulsate. Fuck, I’m going insane. This is so hot. Keep cumming baby, keep going”, you talk him through it with your hand pressed to his convulsing tummy and your hips slamming into him in a ruthless rhythm. You wrap your hand around his squirting cock, pumping him punishingly. 

Judging by the sounds Jungkook makes, you are fucking a second one out of him. His hole is tight, his tummy so hard that you can feel your cock even better. You are stretching him out like crazy. How much he is convulsing on you. 

“Mi-mis-Mistress”, he sobs, coughing out helpless squeaks afterwards, “ah! Ah pl-ple-please!”

You grit your teeth and punish him with harsh thrusts and your hand twisting around his burning tip.

“Keep going. That’s my boy. That’s my pretty boy.”

He manages to keep going until the fire of his second high died down and then his poor, little rim tenses up so much that it hurts. He closes his legs around your waist in a desperate attempt to stop your hips from punishing him. He would tell you to stop but all he brings out are unidentifiable gasps, which were supposed to mean “stop”.

Thankfully he is loved by you and being loved by you means that you will study his body’s every reaction, change and gesture to know exactly what they mean. Oh and how you have studied him, how you have learned every single thing about him, how much you fucking love him.

You slow down your hips, slipping your hand from his tummy to instead cup his cheek. You know not to stop instantly, but to ride out the sensation slower and slower until you gradually come to a stop. Jungkook doesn’t like it when you stop instantly, he cramps up when you do and then it really hurts.

“Breathe babyboy, breathe”, you tell him in a soft voice. No more pleasure drunk growling, but tender whispers in a saccharine voice. Your fingers wipe his hot tears, your left elbow sinks into the pillow beside his head so you can brush the messy hair from his face. “breathe for me babyboy, you’ve done so well. Breathe.”

Jungkook takes the smallest gulps of air, looking up at you with glassy eyes. They are still ruby but look so helpless.

“There we go, keep breathing for me. You’re doing so well”, you encourage him, giving him the deepest and most intimate eye contact. He is so mesmerised by you. You are aware that he needs to be connected with you through a look and that this is helping him come down gently.

Your hips stop in a slow roll. You are still deep inside, allowing his clenching walls to relax around you.

“Breathe babyboy, breathe”, you whisper, wiping the tears right under his eyes. His skin is so soft there. Jungkook reacts by moving his lips in a small gasp. And another. And then another. His black veins disappear one by one, the ruby glow in his eyes gets less.

“You’re doing so well”, you praise and give him a smile, “my goodest babyboy. That’s you, you’re my goodest baby.”

Jungkook flutters his lashes and exhales deeply. The prettiest smile curls his lips. His fangs are gone, his face is human. You’ve got him with you again. You return his happiness, tracing the smile lines appearing around his eyes.

“Hey there, welcome back lovebug”, you breathe, “I’m so proud of you. You did that all by yourself, I’m so proud.”

He giggles and hides away in the palm of your hand. His fingers come up to hold your wrist. He is incredibly gentle with it.

“Thank you”, he giggles, “I got fucked so good.”

“You did and you took it so, so well. I’m so proud of you”, you praise and lower your lips to his temple. A soft kiss shows him how much you adore him, “was I too rough or anything?”

“No, you were perfect. I don’t feel bad at all”, he assures you as he turns his head to look at you, “although your cock is starting to hurt.”

“Yeah? Then I’ll pull out. Take a deep breath. One, two, three”, you pull out at three, allowing him to squeeze your wrists.

“Hngng”, he gets out, scrunching his nose up, “it hurts.”

“I know, I’m sorry. I’m almost done aaand done”, you soothe him, sliding your fingers between his buttocks to massage his hole, “it’s done. You’re already done.”

Jungkook relaxes under your touch, sighing contently. He leaks all over your fingers, but neither of you care. His face stops scrunching in discomfort, instead a hazy contentment washes over it.

“That makes it feel better”, he tells you.

“Yeah? Then I’ll keep doing it for a bit.”

“Thank you”, he sighs, closing his eyes, “I feel so safe with you.”

Your heart flutters.

“That makes me happy to hear.”

Jungkook exhales with a small sound, smiling softly.

“Why did I think I couldn’t do it?” he says and laughs, “ah fuck”, he gets out, throwing his arm over his own eyes, “why was I so nervous?”

You snicker, “it was cute that you were.”

“No it’s embarrassing”, he laughs.

“No it’s not, you doofus”, you giggle, tugging his arm away from his eyes.

You and he are beaming at each other so brightly it could rival the sun.

“Sometimes I overthink things and then I get nervous about them. Sorry”, he says.

“That’s okay, it’s just another part I love about you”, you answer him, painting the faintest sparkles into his pretty eyes, “and you managed to take me like a champ in the end. Seriously, your tummy bulging like that is gonna haunt me now.”

“It’s gonna haunt me too”, he confesses and blushes, “when I get fucked hard with something big I can always feel it stretch me out, but I never thought that others could see it.”

“I definitely could. It was so hot, you have no idea.”

He giggles, squirming happily.

“Your eyes glowed purple.”

“I know. It happens when the sex’s amazing. My magic wants to act up.”

“You’re so hot”, he whispers, earning himself a loving smooch to his cheek.

“You cutie.”

Jungkook giggles and shifts under you.

“Can you stop touching my hole now?”

“Yeah? Did I soothe it enough? I would hate to have stretched it like that and not take the best care of it afterwards. Gotta take care of my bred boy, yeah?”

“Stop, don’t say that”, he whines, having to giggle shyly. You smile fondly. It’s so much fun to fluster him.

“I’m sorry, babyboy. I’m already stopping”, you coo and pull your hand away.

“I do love it, but I want to be held.”

“You can. Is it okay that you’re still messy?” you say, rolling off of him and to your side. You don’t bother taking off the strap. That’s a task for later.

“I don’t mind, just wanna be in your arms”, Jungkook says and flips to his side, scooting closer.

“If that’s so, come here babyboy”, you say and pull him into you, allowing him to find refuge in your chest. His lips close around a small patch of your breast instantly, giving you subtle sucking sensations. You allow it to happen, kissing the shell of his ear and then his hair, “relax, you deserve it after what I did.”

He purrs in happiness, growing so entirely soft in your arms. 

“The bath we took was useless”, you say and chuckle. Jungkook giggles into your chest, nodding his head. You comb your fingers through his hair, “guess we just gotta take a shower later.”

“Mhm”, he hums and stops sucking to instead ask a very important question. He even looks up at you as best as the position allows him to, looking so cute this way, “do you fuck Yoongi like this?”

“Yeah, I do. Why?”

“You fuck so well”, he says and sighs dreamily, gazing at you with his big, brown eyes, “does he also cum so hard?”

“Of course he does.”

“Wow. That’s so good. And Tae?”

“He cums just as hard.”

“Wow”, he whispers, “you are so sexy. Yeah, I’m crushing so hard”, he murmurs and looses himself back in sucking on your breasts.

You chuckle, pulling him closer.

“You’re adorable, Kookie.”

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[iwrotetheilliad]

Girls Need Love~

♡ You are well aware that your boyfriend’s a busy man, but that doesn’t change the fact that you still need him desperately.

Genre: P WITHOUT P ;)

CW: DACRYPHILIA !!! THIS ONE IS HUGEEE!! Praise kink, reader is a horny fuck, oral sex (m! and f! receiving), lotsa hickies, a little bit of body worship, if you squint a little, dry humping, Isagi kinda manhandles the reader at various points, mentions of choking (reader doesn’t get choked, but he puts his hand around her neckline), unprotected, penetrative sex. I’m pretty sure that’s everything, but please be wary cuz this is smut!

Characters: Isagi Yoichi

A/N: Ive made a playlist for Isagi ^_^! A lot of the songs on it are something you would probably find on a smut playlist tbh, but it’s not my fault if this man just radiates sex energy the same way Nagi radiates bde ;)

The city outside of your floor to ceiling windows is alive. Lights from neighboring apartment buildings, headlights of the traffic, stoplights, and whatever else the world gets up to at night contrast the quiet, gentle glow of the lamps in your apartment. You step out of the shower, letting water drip everywhere. Lately, a need for your boyfriend has been crawling through your blood, taking over all your senses. Nothing could be done about this desire though; Isagi’s always busy. You dry yourself off, trying to get the image of his hands caressing your skin out of your mind. Drying your hair, moisturizing your body, and slipping your nighttime shorts and shirt on, you leave the bathroom with the horrible need still pulling at you to relieve yourself somehow.

Grabbing, a small snack from the kitchen, you stare down at your phone, the time glares back at you mockingly. Isagi’s late, again. Honestly, there’s nothing special about today that would make his absence an inherently negative thing, if it weren’t for the burn in between your thighs.

Sighing, you switch your phone off, and head into bed. Throwing the fluffy white covers back, sleep is the last thing on your mind. For a moment, all you do is stare at the mattress, the ache only growing. Your hand slowly starts moving up your body, cupping your tits from through the thing white fabric. You can feel your nipples getting hard, as you play with them through the cotton. Finally, after massaging yourself through your shirt, you move to your shirts, pulling them down your thighs. The baby blue lacy panties that Isagi bought for you mask your pussy from the world, but are getting soaked through by the second.

Collapsing onto the bed, you grab a pillow, and placing it in between your thighs. Slowly you begin grinding yourself along the length of the pillow, trying desperately to offer yourself some type of relief. It’s a mildly successful endeavor, when sometimes you grind yourself just right, sending shockwaves of pleasure shooting through your entire body, but it’s not enough. You need Isagi desperately- you might even go crazy if you don’t have him tonight.

Moans and whimpers escape your mouth, before finally you give up and collapse back on the bed. You stare up at the ceiling, extremely dissatisfied. You’re about to try and force yourself to go to sleep, when you remember the kitchen light is still on.

Reluctantly rising to turn it off, you don’t make it out of your bedroom’s doorway before you hear the lock click and the front door swing open.

There he stands, sliding his shoes off, the answer to all your problems. Isagi’s frame is slightly crouched over as he removes his shoes, and when he glances up, his smile fades as he takes in your current state.

“Babe, what-”

Just hearing his voice is enough to break you, and tears fall down your face as your thighs begin to shake. Immediately, Isagi is beyond concerned.

“What happened, are you okay?” he asks rushing forward and trying to cup your face.

Before his hands can caress your cheek though, you grab his wrists and move them to your boobs, letting him grope you instead.

“Please…” you mewl. “I need you so badly, please Yoichi.”

Understanding replaces the worry in his eyes, and a breath later, that understanding is replaced with lust. Isagi bends down to meet your lips, before moving his hands to your hips, squeezing reassuringly.

“Don’t worry,” he mumbles before pressing his lips against yours. “I’ll take good care of you.”

He scoops you up in his arms and carries you to the bed, hungrily kissing you. It’s sloppy, it’s wet, his tongue licks your lips like they’re ice cream.

You moan into his mouth, finally feeling that satisfaction you had craved just moments ago. When he throws you down underneath him, a new rush fills your blood, and you gently cry out as he immediately covers your body with his. Isagi sucks marks into your neck, and you grip his hair with iron-strength. The tears have slowed, but when he kisses this one spot of your neck, water fills your eyes again and you all but cry out.

“Yoichi, please, just take me,” you whisper breathlessly, as he moves down to wear your shirts collar starts.

“Relax, Y/N,” he mutters, running his hands along your curves under your shirt. “Just let me take care of you.”

You grab his hair again as he massages your tits, and bring his head up to continue making out with you. As the two of you passionately kiss, you feel his sweatpants begin to rub against your underwear. The friction sought after in the pillow is finally here, and your hips greedily snap into motion, taking everything that your boyfriend is offering, and trying to get even more. The two of you’s hips move like waves, in perfect push-and-pull movements that have the wet spot of your panties growing by the second.

“Babe,” you murmur when he finally pulls away from you.

He growls savagely, before making his way back down your neck. Suddenly, he grabs your shirt and with a loud tear, your chest is exposed to the cold air. Isagi’s mouth immediately starts sucking hickies around your chest, covering your torso with pretty purple and red marks. Signing contently, you relax into the bed, letting your boyfriend continue pleasuring you to his hearts content. Isagi finally lets up with one final kiss to the rib before dropping to his knees. His hands hook underneath your thighs, and he pulls you with all his strength to the edge of his bed. His nose brushes against your clothed clit, and you yelp.

“You poor thing,” he coos. “You must’ve been so pent up for days, look at how wet you are,” he places soft kisses against your panties. “Look how pretty you look in this lingerie I bought you, I knew you’d be perfect.”

You hum at his praise, raising one of your hands to cover your eyes.

Placing one last kiss on you panties, he commands, “Lift your hips for me, love.” When you do, he hastily pulls your underwear off, grinning at the sight of your glistening cunt. “You’re so perfect baby. I’m gonna make you cum so hard so many times.”

Before you can respond, Isagi licks a line straight up your pussy. You cry out and tighten your already impossibly tight grip in his hair, pushing him closer, urging him to never stop even though he’s just begun.

In between gentle kisses and starving licks, Isagi manages to mix in praise of, “You sound so pretty love,” and, “Lemme stay here forever.” When you start to feel the rubber band in your stomach begin to reach its limit, your thighs close in around Isagi’s neck, almost cutting off his air supply.

“Yoi- oh my fucking god, yes, please!” You cry out into the night, as you release everything all of his tongue. He greedily drinks it all, like it’s water blessing dried out plants. “I love you so much,” you obscenely moan. “Please, yes, yes, ugnnnn~”

When he finally breaks free from your cunt, your fluids, drip down his chin. Grabbing the collar of his shirt, you flip him over so that he’s underneath you now. You climb over his lap, and yank his shirt off, revealing the body he spent months and years delicately crafting. Rubbing your hands over his pecks, slowly you make your way down to the tent in his sweatpants. Sliding off of him, you slide his bottoms off and let his pretty cock flop out.

Licking your lips, you grab it and slide the tip of it into your mouth. Isagi moans out a sound fit for a porno, and tosses his head back. When you slide your mouth down the rest of his length, his adam’s apple bobs. He glanced back up to see you beautifully suck him off and swears that he almost cums right then and there with how eagerly you bob your head up and down his dick.

“Oh my god, baby,” he groans, “that’s it, just like that. You’re so good for me…”

You release his dick with a pop, and dirtily like up his cock, before sucking again on just the tip. He grabs hold of your hair, twisting the locks around his hand.

“Oh fuck yes,” he groans, not daring to look away for even a second. You don’t stop until his moans, “Y/N, I’m cumming-” prompting you to take him out of your mouth, and stick out your tongue so that he can see the thin stripe paint the inside of your mouth. His hips twitch and his lets out whatever he can.

Slowly, you stand and he grabs you, pulling you next to him, kissing your shoulder and back.

“Yoichi…” you whisper hotly, turning your head to try and look at him.

“Can I fuck you?” he all but begs. “Please, let me fuck you.”

“Yes,” you sigh, scooting a bit away from him. He follows you up the bed in a trance, and watches your body underneath him. Your hair is a mess, your lips are swollen red, and some of his cum stays on them. Your chest is flushed red, and his hickies look like flowers in a garden against your skin.

“Yoichi,” you say, snapping him out of his haze, “fuck me.”

Isagi wastes absolutely no time, and immediately spreads your legs, sliding his dick into you. The two of you cry out. His hands rest against the bottom of your neck, covering your collarbone, to inches away from choking you. He smirks as he watches your slutty face contort in pleasure as he begins moving.

He doesn’t wait for you to get used to him, he starts going fast from the get-go.

“Made for me,” he slurs. It sounds more like he’s saying it to himself than you.

It doesn’t take long for you to start feeling the same tightness that you’ve been experiencing for the past how long. It doesn’t matter anymore though. Nothing matters except for this moment right now-how amazingly he’s drilling himself into you, how pretty his hair looks when the sweat beads at the tips, dripping on his face and your body. You grab his wrist with both your hands and let yourself rock back and forth as your boyfriend fucks the life out of you. The headboard begins banging against the wall and with his free hand he grabs it. The floorboard creaks with every moan you release, and soon you start sobbing again. Everything is so good, you just can’t help it! Every sense is alive as it takes in the sensations of Isagi.

“Like it that much?” Isagi jokes, leaning in closer to you.

Words don’t exist. Nothing does that can quantify just how much you like it. All you can do is take your hands off his wrists, cover your face, and nod vigorously. Isagi chuckles hotly and moves his hand to the bed, fisting the bedsheets getting stained with sweat.

“My pretty crybaby,” he sighs, feeling another orgasm forming in his lower stomach. “Cmon baby, I’m almost there.”

“Me too,” you mumble, shaking. You take your hands off your face and wrap your arms around his neck.

Nails dig into his shoulder blades as he says, “Cum with me my baby.”

As if on cue, you cum, and not even two seconds later, he releases inside of you too. He pants and you whimper, feeling so incredibly full. He starts to pull out, but you cry in protest and wrap your legs around his hips.

“Stay,” you sniffle.

Isagi’s heart does a funny thing. It doesn’t break, but it aches in an odd way that feels like it’s breaking. He knows that because of his job, he’s practically never around home, and he wishes he could be. He knows it must drive you crazy being cooped up all alone at home, and there would never be enough words to express how sorry he is because of that.

His smile is kind and warm, and he slowly lowers himself on top of you. “Of course, my love. However long you want.”

If you got the reference I made in this, ILY ToT.

#isagi yoichi #yoichi isagi #bllk isagi #blue lock isagi #isagi yoichi x reader #isagi x reader #isagi yoichi x you #isagi x you #isagi smut #isagi yoichi smut #bllk smut #blue lock smut

[theblueflower05]

you said extra nasty ? i want Neteyam to choke me then slap me (not that hard tho) and spit in my mouth simultaneously 🤤

Ughhhhh. Getting sweet boy Neteyam worked up enough to be brutal with you is hard- but once he’s there? BABY. He’s there.

Lotsa Smut below the cut

Like. It would take days of teasing to make him snap.

Listen we all know I’m a soft submissive Neteyam lover, but I think when he’s dominant it’s in a very body worship kind of way. Like he’s making you come over and over and ravaging your body until you can’t breathe.

So getting him to just jack-hammer you and like take out all of his aggression on you? It’s a delicate formula and it doesn’t happen often.

It’s a multitude of things. It’s the tiny tweng you don for the day, and the way it sits on your swaying hips. It’s you kissing him long and hard as he leaves with the war party- and finally. It’s a hard tug on his tail while he’s chatting with his father and the other Omiticayan generals.

It has him seeing red.

You’re being such a fucking BRAT. Acting out horribly for attention.

And so he gives you all of his attention. Just not in the way you’d expect-

He’s mean. Vicious instead of praising. He fucks you you’re a crying blubbering mess. Drenched in come and sweat and tears.

“Oh yawne” Neteyam croons meanly. He has you pinned to the ground, your thighs spread painfully wide as his hips snap into you. He’s fucking you without remorse- it’s maddening “you need to shut up. You’re being too loud”

How can you be quiet when he’s pounding you like this?

Every breath comes out in a wheezing gasp- knocked out of your chest by the force of his thrusts. Your poor pussy is swollen and over used- so hyper sensitive from the orgasms that he’s wrong out of you that it feels like you’re on fire in your core.

You can’t stop crying. Can’t stop pushing him away. Can’t stop pulling him in for more.

You try to tell him- but all that comes out is a blubbery mess, your voice high and snotty “Can-can’t. Can’t. Can’t”

The huff he lets out is annoyed, he’s so beyond over your shit.

First you want to make him lose it?

Now you can’t even have enough decorum to be quiet- don’t you know the entirety of high camp can mostly likely hear you?

They can hear your pathetic wailing. Your moans. Your slutty cries. You’ll be dubbed the village whore if you don’t shut up.

So he makes you.

Neteyam’s hands have always been gorgeous to you. They’re so strong, all lean and sinew. Capable of murder- but also of incomprehensible tenderness. He’s used them to slit the throats of Sky People, but also to gently braid Tuk’s hair.

They are no less stunning as he reaches up to wrap them around your throat. First one, and then both. Your thin delicate neck completely encased by his big hands as he continues to fuck you.

He chokes the sounds down before they can come.

Your mouth is open- in a silent scream as your golden eyes fearfully search his. He’s never done this to you. It thrills you as much as it scares you.

Neteyam just gives you a reassuring look, before he firmly squeezes at your pulse point.

Your pussy flutters and creams around him and you go limp. The pleasure other worldly. You belong to him, in that moment, and for the rest of time.

“You’re something else” Neteyam laughs at you. Watching your glazed over expression as he chokes you.

You’re too blissed out to speak. Not that you could anyway, with his strong hands around your throat.

You mouth one word.

Yours.

You’re so filthy. You bring out the fucking worst in him and he doesn’t understand why he likes it so much.

When your mouth opens and your pretty pink tongue sticks out- pleadingly- he knows what you want.

Neteyam spits without aim. The globs of his saliva don’t land right in your waiting, open mouth, but all over your face. Mixing with your own tears and slobber.

You’re a complete mess…well. Not completely. Not as much as you can be-

When he lets go of your throat and pulls out of your bartered cunt you breathe a sigh of relief. It’s over, time to cuddle. You need the after care desperately-

Instead Neteyam walks on his knees until he’s crouching by your head. He’s working his hard cock furiously in his fist and there’s a look of determination in his eyes.

You’re as pretty as a picture. Your hair everywhere, long limbs akimbo. Your chest is heaving and you’re still fucking crying. Maybe next time you won’t push him to his limit.

When your face scrunches, brows bones raising cutely and nose all bunched up, he can feel his balls going taught- and then that little tongue peeks out again. Pleading for his release.

He paints your face white white his sticky viscus cum, and watches you shiver at being soiled. You’re limp on the floor of your shared tent- used and shaking.

You asked for this. He has to remind himself. You needed this.

He’s coming down from his high and starting to feel really fucking guilty at the state he’s left you in when he notices your thin tail wagging behind you.

You peer up at him, face covered him his cum and eyes exhausted and glassy…you manage to give him a devious smile.

Eywa, you’re such a brat.

Aaaaaand I’m out. Dom Neteyam isn’t really my cup of tea but I hope I did him justice lol

#neteyam smut #neteyam x reader #neteyam x reader smut #aged up neteyam #smutty requests

[arrowsinmyskull]

“what you say is merely copper is my gold.”

— yan oc concept : yan ! soldier x gender-neutral ! commander ! reader —

TW: SUGGESTIVE, EXPLICIT MENTIONS OF STALKING, YANDERE THEMES, which includes: unhealthy devotion, obsession, borderline worship.. implications of shitty writing done late at night because i have nothing else to do on a regular old saturday, lotsa profanity because i literally type like that

a/n: yeah. so i wanted to write a damn near worshipper mf. i sent all these concepts to my homie on discord, n they were like “THIS IS TUMBLR WORTHY” (this was also their favorite out of all the ideas for writing i had so like i hope this is cash money) i dont think i have much other shit to do aside from study psychology or something interesting or whatever but thats bORING i wanna write people gettin on their knees for ya ykwim??? fyi when i say chest it doesn’t always have to mean an afab person’s chest lmao,, just so yall know everybody has a chest mfs whether there are boobs or not. this darling little soldier does not fuckin’ discriminate!!!!!! yippee!!!!

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so like, let’s get this straight: THIS SON OF A BITCH LOVES YOU MORE THAN LIFE ITSELF. they are wholly yours, but you’ll never be theirs in return. ya know why?? bc their stubborn ass thinks they’re lower than you, as you’re their superior.. therefore you should just own them by now <3

when they see you on the battlefield, they’re always so enamored.. as if your beauty distracts them from the fact that this is literally a life-or-death predicament.

nah cause like they always look for opportunities to be with you & to love you because all they wanna do is be a hardworking, obedient lil soldier to you. more specifically, your favorite little soldier.

they always worship you as though you were a deity amongst mortals.

they have a diary completely devoted to you. all they write about is you, your perfection, your beauty, the gorgeous shine in your eyes, from all that is romantic to the most erotic, sinful thoughts that run through their head about you: every curve and lack thereof, how much they crave for you to fuck them like a doll, your subservient doll, until they cry. they want tears to stream down their face so that you could see the sheer amount of love they have for you in those watery, half-lidded eyes. their bawling tells you that they would submit, no matter how much you hurt them. they're in their most vulnerable for you, because they deserve to become your toy.. nothing more. but, as a sinner, they're aware that they'll never get what they want.

obsession.. is an understatement. they're smitten, head-over-heels, down on their knees for you... and one day, one day they'll be on their knees between your pretty, perfect legs.

they watch you day and night, even in your private moments. they want to see you when you’re vulnerable, when they get to witness their god’s breathtaking body, without any garments to obscure your glory.

even when you're all alone, putting in no effort to please anyone, you're so gorgeous. your insecurities just make them love you more. they want to kiss those insecurities away, to tell you that you, the love of their life and their god, will never have any imperfections.

they wish they could be more intimate, even though they’re aware that seeing you during times they shouldn’t is technically meant to be enough.

it’s just.. they don’t just want to witness you. they may love you more than everything, but they still wish to indulge. they’re still greedy. they want to touch you when you are bare, they want to let their hands wander as they worship you face-to-face. they want your lips to touch theirs, once and for all. and they will end up in such a predicament someday.. your loyal servant, sinning right where you can see them. they know they aren’t worthy, but they yearn for you nevertheless.

they don’t just want you. they don’t just crave for every bit of you. they need you, all of you, they need your body & mind, they need your touch, your affection.. everything. they know damn well that they’re below you, as a simple follower, but please.. please just let them enjoy you just this once.. and they’ll do everything you desire. spoil them a little once in a while, won’t you?..

anyways have a scenario of them cuddling with you when war isnt threatening everybody :) enjoy the content because like fluff is important in this world mwah mwah bye

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they nuzzle into your chest, arms wrapped around your waist. the rays of the rising sun dimly gleam through the curtains, and all you two have been doing was cuddle, cuddle, cuddle. but are you complaining? absolutely not! your pretty warrior is so adorable when they cling to you as they let sleepy mutters slip from their lips. words of reverence, obsession, and utter devotion. they can’t help it, don’t you understand? they just love you oh, so much.. and they have to let you know. otherwise, how would you ever believe their loyalty to you?

“you’re so perfect, everything about you, everything’s so.. flawless.. i love you, you.. only you.. i love, love, love you, more than you could ever know.. i.. love.. you..”

they mumble in-between soft kisses as they worship you and your body, which was handcrafted by divine hands. you're so pretty that it's genuinely painful for them.. and they're definitely going to show you that. their shaky hands wander, teardrops falling onto your holy garments and their lowly, sinful flesh.. and when you reciprocate even a mere sliver of the affection that they've given you, they break. their trembling, pathetic body goes limp under your touch, leaning into the love that you blessed them with, even if they're shuddering with watery eyes.

all this ever did was remind them of how incapable they are of living without you.

as soon as your soft hands graze against their hair, they're on the verge of collapsing just from how good you make them feel. your arm on their waist sends them to heaven, your divine abode.. they are definitely willing to die for you right now, as long as you hold them before their heart ceases to beat. hold their hand as you two cuddle, and they're already straight up melting from your godly fingers. oh.. how they wish those very fingers could wander further than their mere hands. how would it feel if your touch was between their legs? how much euphoria would they go through if you held onto their bare thighs, driving them to tears? they need that, they lust after such fantasies more than you could ever know. their thoughts are taunting them as they become tainted with the desires of a sinner.

their gaze.. when they look up at you, there are reminders of their limerence, their infatuation. you're just recalling just how smitten they are, when they stare with a quivering lip and tears threatening to fall. unbeknownst to this darling soldier of yours, they aren't the only ones with unholy thoughts.

you just have to wait until one of you decides to act on it. 'patience is a virtue', you both would like to believe, as you bask in eachother's warmth for the morning.

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im sorry this was short im like having a bad case of writers block or whatevrr u call it..

#[tears of depravity: oc concept] #yandere #yandere x gn reader #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere oc x reader #yandere x y/n #yandere x gender neutral reader #yandere oc #yancore #yandere oc x you #yandere soldier #x gn reader #x gender neutral reader #gn reader #yandere oc x gn reader #fluff #x reader #x reader fluff #x gn reader fluff #x male reader #x gender neutral reader fluff #x female reader #gender neutral reader #female reader #male reader #x fem!reader #x masc reader #x female reader fluff #yandere x darling

[proxima-writes]

Title: help me hold onto you

Pairing: Joel Miller/Female Reader

Rating: Explicit (18+ MDNI)

Chapters: 1/1

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Summary:

Joel always tries his best to keep his mind from wandering to its darkest corners, but occasionally, the frayed threads holding him together with sloppy stitches start to unravel.

Sometimes you need to give him something to hold onto.

Warnings/Tags: explicit sexual content (18+), mentions of past s*icide attempt, depression/ptsd, lotsa emotional hurt with lotsa comfort, p in v, oral (m/f receiving), body worship, dirty talk, praise kink, mild breeding kink, established relationship, pet names, soft fem dom. Let me know if any are missing!

Author’s Note: please consider leaving a comment if you enjoyed this fic! Also open to requests 💕

Joel always tries his best to keep his mind from wandering to its darkest corners, but occasionally, the frayed threads holding him together with sloppy stitches start to unravel.

You always seem to notice, so in tune with him and his mind. You’ve split him open and have started to put him back together, piece by piece, building a safe space for a man who hasn’t felt at peace in ages.

He can feel himself slowing to a crawl as he sits at dinner one evening, sandwiched between you and Ellie as conversation flows around him. He can only manage noncommittal noises in response, pushing his food around his plate, physically there but mentally thousands of miles away.

Your soft hand rests on his thigh, grounding him the slightest bit. Your eyes keep flicking to him with concern that he wants so badly to wipe away. He rests his hand over yours, thumb running across the smooth skin with his rough calluses.

Walking home, Joel’s got an arm around your shoulder and you’ve looped one around his waist, leaning into him. He loves having the weight of you pressed against him, like your body was built to occupy the space beneath his arm just like your love was built to fix the cracks in his heart.

“Love you,” you murmur sweetly. He knows that you can feel the shift in his demeanor, and it makes him feel guilty. He doesn’t want to shoulder you with his darkness.

“Love you, too, sugar,” he replies, turning his head to press a kiss against your hair, the soft strands tickling his face.

Back in the house, Joel removes his coat and boots with heavy limbs. You’ve already put your own away in the hall closet and have gone upstairs.

“Joel?” You call down.

“Yes, baby?” He calls back, already climbing the stairs.

You don’t reply, but when Joel enters your shared bedroom, he sees you’ve lit every half melted candle you’ve collected. You stand in the middle of the room, changed into one of his t-shirts and nothing else, the hem skimming your bare thighs.

“Take off your clothes,” you command. He blinks at you, wondering briefly whether he’s just dreaming, but you move to stand in front of him and curl your fingers into the hem of his shirt, your nails scraping against his tummy and making the muscles jump.

You help him get the t-shirt off, tossing it to the ground. Your hands smooth over his chest and shoulders reverently.

“You’re so beautiful, Joel,” you murmur. Your hands find his belt and fly, undoing them with confident fingers. “Every time I look at you I feel like sixteen again with a big ol’ crush.”

He can feel the heat rising to his cheeks at your words. He doesn’t know how you could feel that way about him of all people. He’s old, weathered, made up of jagged edges and sharp words. You’re so gentle despite the world’s atrocities, and the fact that you turn that softness on him never ceases to amaze him.

You’ve managed to get his pants down to his ankles and he kicks free of them, hands sliding around your hips for stability. You take hold of them, pulling him along as you walk backwards towards the bed. You turn until the backs of Joel’s knees hit the mattress, urging him to scoot back as you crawl up beside him. The shirt you’re wearing shifts, revealing your panties as your ass sways with your movements and he’s hypnotized by the sight.

He lays back and you swing a leg over his hips, the heat of you welcome in the chill room. Your hands press into the pillow on either side of his head, your hair a curtain around him that envelopes him in your scent.

You press a kiss to the side of his head, right over the scar from a time when the darkness almost won. It makes him flinch, and you place a hand to his cheek to sooth him.

Another kiss to the bridge of his nose that’s been broken and reset more times than he cares to count.

A third kiss to the patch of beard that never grows. You like to say it was made just for your lips.

Joel can feel his cock start to harden with your gentle touch. He tips his face towards you to capture your lips with his own, soft and slow. You withdraw and Joel can’t help the low whine in his throat.

“Shhh, baby,” you whisper, mouth on his neck. “Just relax.”

His muscles loosen just the slightest bit and he feels your smile against his chest, where your mouth has wandered in its pursuit of covering every inch of hurt with your love.

Your tongue traces the myriad of scars across his chest and abdomen and he starts to shift restlessly beneath you.

“What do you need?” You murmur. You’ve shifted lower, nuzzling your nose against the coarse hair that trails below his boxers.

He can’t form words when your sweet mouth is that close to his cock, your teeth nipping at his hip bone.

“Want your mouth, sweetheart,” he says. You tug the waistband of his boxers down, tucking it beneath his balls.

Your tongue laves across one, then the other and Joel lets out a groan, head dropping back to the mattress. Your fingernails drag up his thighs as you bring a hand up to your mouth and lick your palm.

“You wanna know somethin’?” You ask, voice innocent despite your actions. “I dream about this cock. How it feels stretchin’ me open.”

“Christ, baby,” Joel moans. He lifts his head to watch through half lidded eyes as you run your tongue along the vein on the underside before circling the head. “Fuck.”

You slowly urge his length into your mouth and Joel swears his brain short circuits at the tight wet heat of it. You slide him as far back as you can take him, throat tight and lips stretched wide as you look up at him through your lashes.

“Look so good like this,” he tells you, running his fingers through your hair.

You pull off of him with a lewd pop and smile at him. “Like what?”

“Like you were made to take my cock.”

“Oh, but I am, baby. A toy just for you.” You swallow him down once more, starting a rhythm that has Joel’s hips flexing to chase your mouth as you draw up. He gathers your hair in his fist, not to control your movement, but just to hold onto you as you treat him to ecstasy.

“Wanna taste you,” Joel says. “Come on, baby, come sit on my face.”

You don’t need to be told twice. You scramble to remove your panties, but Joel halts your movements with a hand on your thigh.

“Keep the shirt,” he requests. You smirk.

“Why, Mr. Miller,” you tease. “You like me in your clothes?”

“Appeals to my inner caveman,” he says, urging you to crawl up to the head of the bed. “My pretty little woman.”

You grin down at him as you swing a leg over his broad shoulders, knees pressed against either side of his head. He wraps his hands around your thighs and pulls you against his mouth.

You’re already gloriously wet as he licks up your seam. He groans against your folds and he feels you sag against the headboard, a breathy sigh escaping your lips.

He finds your clit and gives it all his attention, swirling his tongue and sucking it between his lips, relishing in the earthy taste of you.

“God, Joel, just like that. Such a good boy, baby,” you moan, fingers scratching at his scalp and your hips rocking against him. He feels his cock jump at the praise. “Your mouth is so goddamn amazing.”

He lets his tongue drag lower, slipping it into your leaking hole. His nose brushes against your clit with thrust and the grip you have in his hair goes near painful as you clench your thighs against his head.

“Yes, yes, yes,” you chant, movements sloppy as you grind against his face. “Make me cum so I can have your cock.”

His lips return to wrap around your clit and he drags his teeth lightly over the sensitive nub in the very way he knows will make you explode.

Your release coats his chin as you come, your hips stuttering and breath catching on a shout of his name. You collapse to the side, dipping down to give him a dirty kiss, licking into his mouth to chase the taste of you from his tongue.

“Good job, sweet boy,” you murmur. “I think you deserve a reward.”

You straddle his waist and take his cock in your fist, the sudden friction making him jump. Positioning him at your entrance, you slide slowly down his length, watching his face as the deliciously tight heat engulfs him.

There’s no room for any other thoughts but how good you make him feel. The grip of your cunt around his cock, the feel of your hands on his chest as you rock your hips, the smell of sex and sweat in the air.

The darkness never stood a chance against you.

“That feel good, sweetheart?” You ask, knowing damn well he’d be happy to die just like this. “Want you to fill me up ‘til I’m dripping.”

And what you want, he’ll make sure you get.

Joel sits up, wrapping an arm around your waist to flip your positions. His arms loop beneath your knees, pressing your thighs close to your chest as he pounds into you ferociously.

“Joel!” You cry out. Your pussy pulses around him and he chases his release, slamming his hips to yours. As his cock empties inside you, he drops his hold on your legs to press your bodies together, sweat damp skin sliding against yours as he shifts forward to capture your lips with his.

“I love you, Joel,” you murmur into the space between your mouths. “I’ll always hold onto you.”

He rests his head against your chest, knowing his head is quiet and his heart is safe as he listens to the beat of yours.

Tag list: @ghostofjoharvelle @liati2000 @mydailyhyperfixations @thedeadsingwithdirtintheirmouths @dragon-of-winterfell @yellingloudly @pedr0swh0r3 @whereasport @hopelessromantic727 @johnwatsn @huffle-punk

#joel miller #joel miller x female reader #joel miller fic #joel miller x you #joel miller x reader #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller smut #joel the last of us #no use of y/n #joel tlou

[dollwritesarchive]

Ooohhh looking forward to the Sukuna stuff! He's like the man you definitely shouldn't want but at the same time you can't help yourself you know? I feel like he's whisper the dirtiest things to me.

i hope you don’t mind but as soon as i read this ask i had to write something, bubs!

warnings : dark fic, noncon and abusive behavior ( don’t read if dark content is triggering for you 🥰 ), blood, bondage, sukuna being a menace, suggested overstimulation & blackout, forced cock worship, degradation, lotsa dirty talk. all characters portrayed are 18+, including the reader

“Don’t tell me—“ his baritone was a thunderous rumble against the shell of your ear so hot and full of rage that you crumble in submission, shying away from it with a pathetic whimper, “that’s all the fight you had left?” he chuckles when he feels you writhe in a fruitless attempt at an escape, and it’s raspy and wicked, and the claws at your throat dig in, piercing soft, sweat-sheened flesh to pull you upright against his hardened chest. the heat of the blood bubbling to the surface sears your skin as it skates down over your clavicle, mixing with perspiration clinging in droplets to you, and before long you couldn’t tell the difference between the two. were you soaked in carmine or were you just so slick with sweat that it felt like you were dripping? you choke out a soft plea, but it’s too garbled to be recognized as much more than a babble. “And here, I thought you’d pose a real challenge, that breaking you would be difficult.” you can feel the grin he wears as he hisses into your ear, “but I’m watching you now— limp and impaled on my cock, and it’s clear just how easy to shatter you really are. Like a little, glass doll.”

your back arches as taut as you could force, trying to push his girth from its nesting place deep in your body, but he’s too thick— he has you stretched around him, and the wiggling you’re doing is only begging for him to push you down flush against his pelvis, which he does with a menacing grunt, and you cry out— filled with every inch.

“What’s the matter, hm?” Sukuna teases, teeth grazing your cheek. “This fragile body of yours aching? Screaming? You feel like you’re about to bust open?” you nod, eyelids fluttering behind the blindfold, soaked with old tears. “Then why is your cunt so fucking wet?” he practically roars with laughter, “I’ve never felt such a slippery, greedy hole! Why don’t you listen? Hear you soak me?” humiliation creeps to the surface of your countenance in heat waves, and you were grateful he couldn’t see the way your eyes rolled. the sounds were disgusting— squelching as he bounced you atop his powerful lap, your cunt weeping for him, wet skin slapping his thighs until you’re lightheaded.

“I don’t…” you wanted to scream that you didn’t want this at the top of your lungs, but Sukuna was right: the fight had quite literally been fucked out of you, and all you could do was sag on his lap and take it, legs spread over his knees, trembling, “fuck…” you pull at the restraints keeping your arms tightly bound behind you, and your palms try to push against his rippling abdomen, hoping to push yourself free of this delicious, sinful abuse, but your strength is no match for his. you should’ve known that. still, you knew that you were close to another climax, and you didn’t want to give him the satisfaction. “When I— get out of this…”

“Hm?” Sukuna encourages, rocking his hips furiously to meet yours, “What will you do, exactly? You’re weak. Worthless as a jujutsu sorcerer. At the very least, you should be thanking me for finding a use for you—“ his grip on your throat tightens until you croak and spasm, an orgasm unraveling within you. it was one of many that he’d ripped from you, whether you wanted to admit it or not, but you couldn’t hold it in. “A breathing fucksleeve to keep my cock warm.” you shake your head, gurgling in protest, but he laughs again, letting go of your throat. you slide from his lap and collapse on the floor between his feet with a weak thud, your slick gushing on to the floor. you’re lucky you didn’t fall face first into the ground, but instead jammed your shoulder against his knee, falling back against it, panting. each inhale of oxygen burned your lungs and you sputter helplessly. “Hold on to those fractured pieces of your reluctant spirit,” he croons, claws delving against your scalp to grasp a fistful of your roots and drag you closer, smearing his cock, mighty and still hard and throbbing, over your open mouth. you can taste your own pleasure, and you cinch your mouth shut as he rubs the length against your swollen tiers, grunting. “Like it or not, you’re mine now. A god’s whore. I’ll fuck you every day until you’re bruised, torn, slipping in and out of consciousness, just to see your mind start to crumble away. Piece by piece, bit by little, fucking bit, I’ll shred you like parchment, until your old self is gone— and all that’s left is a set of holes that gets off on the pain I inflict; shit, you’ll beg me to hurt you over and over again. Just you wait and see how much prettier you are when you’re ruined and leaking my cum from every hole.”

#sukuna #sukuna x reader #sukuna x you #ryomen sukuna #sukuna smut #dark!sukuna #sukuna ryoumen x reader #sukuna ryoumen x you #sukuna ryoumen smut #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk #jjk smut #jjk x you #jjk x reader

[the-iron-orchid]

Renderpalooza: Midsummer Masq Edition!

Man you guys are horny

All right, here’s how this goes:

I’ve divvied up the prompts by day, plus the available options, under the cut.

1) Pick your participants (Note: 3-person slots have all been filled; 1-2 only, please!)

2) Pick your prompt(s). Requests may select any number of prompts from the same day, but once all prompts for a given day are claimed, that day is FULL. A certain amount of overlap is all right, at my discretion.

3) Pick your outfit theme. I can’t promise to match specific outfits, these are general ‘vibes’!

4) Pick how spicy you want this to be, from ‘tasteful portrait’ to ‘explicit af’

Notes: Please limit requests to two per requestor! Backgrounds will be abstract and lighting will be simple. I reserve the right to cap requests at any time, or refuse requests I’m not comfortable with. I can’t promise I’ll get to them all, I am but one Little Guy™, but I’ll do my best!

I will update this post as prompts are claimed.

PART 1: The Participants

Select from the list of available models. You may select either a themed solo portrait of your chosen character, or a scene with 2-3 figures.

*As always, requests involving OCs that are not yours must be approved by the other party!

OCs:

Jinana

Heron ( @vesuvian-disaster )

Marcus Aquila ( @vesuvian-disaster )

Donatello ( @bottomvalerius )

Miloš ( @xx-sharpfawngz-xx )

Turel ( @fullyfunctionalapprentice & @luasworkshop )

Ell’iandyr ( @foxfirefallout​ )

Bastien ( @daisydevorak )

Vida ( @apprenticevida )

Alexander ( @devoraqs )

Vissenta ( @vissentasenadz )

Tsedi ( @joasakura )

Misery - pending model completion ( @misery-lake​ )

Coatli - pending model completion ( @coyoxxtl​ )

LIs/Canon:

Julian

Nadia

Asra

Portia

Valerius

PART 2: The Prompts

DAY 1: FULL!

Baths Claimed, Marcus/Jinana/Julian

Group Sex (up to 3 figures) Claimed, JinAsrian

Orgasm Denial Claimed, JinAsrian

Food Play Claimed, Marcus/Jinana/Julian

DAY 2: FULL!

Exhibitionism claimed, Visadia

Lingerie claimed, Heron/Jinana/Valerius

Collars claimed, Heron/Jinana/Valerius and Visadia

Impact Play claimed, Heron/Jinana/Valerius

DAY 3: FULL!

Outdoors claimed, Tsedi x viewer

Role Reversal claimed, Jinana/Vida

Pet Play claimed, Jinana/Bastien

Bondage claimed, Tsedi x viewer

DAY 4: FULL!

Voyeurism claimed, Nadia/Jinana/Julian

Suspension claimed, Nadia/Jinana/Julian

Magic (Claimed, Heron/Ell)

Humiliation claimed, Nadia/Jinana/Julian

DAY 5: FULL!

Toys claimed, Portia + viewer

Praise Claimed, Vidasrian

Temperature Play claimed, Jinana/Turel

Furniture Claimed, Jinana/Julian

DAY 6: FULL!

Role Play (costumes) claimed, Vissacha

Overstimulation claimed, Jinanatello

Dirty Talk claimed, Jinanatello

Sensory Deprivation (Blindfold) Claimed, Miz/Valerius

DAY 7: FULL!

Shibari claimed by meeee if I can make it happen

Anonymous claimed, Julian

Body Worship claimed, Sachasrian

Marking also claimed by me, surprise

PART 3: Outfit Vibes

Pick one!

Classic Lingerie (bustiers, stockings, etc)

Soft Boudoir (camis, negligee, etc)

Leather n Lace

Fantasy (all kinds of impractical drapey stuff)

The Jewelry Is The Outfit (lotsa chains n jewelry, maybe pasties and a panty/stocking combo)

Masks Only - this is a Masquerade, after all!

PART 4: Level of Spicies

Choose how spicy you want this to be!

🌶: PG - probably just a sexy portrait, nothing you can’t post on tunglr

🌶🌶 : R - Visible neeps, suggestion of full frontal nudity but no fully-visible gens.

🌶🌶🌶 : NC-17 - Full frontal relaxed nudity, and/or obvious ‘activity’ is happening but only partly visible

🌶🌶🌶🌶 : XXX - explicit activity, everything is showing, go for broke

HAVE FUN!

#midsummer masq #vesuvia after dark #let's goooooo

[octolingplush]

thinking of my silly ocs and their lore that progressively gets darker and darker

(tws for things like body horror, vomiting, both of those at once, and weird (fictional) religion having weird religious traditions. yeah.)

so anyway there’s this like,, god of creation guy. with lotsa eyes and stuff. “oh a god of creation, he has to be good, right?” WRONG. man can’t kill anything and basically left a whole planet behind

anyway people still worship him on the planet (because the whole “ditching our ancestors” had to be fake, right? (it was not. not by a long shot)) and are trying to strive for immortality (because humans are idiots.) and are using what magic is on the planet to try and boost them forward

at first everything’s okay. seems like a normal-ish religion for the planet. but at some point big (malicious) companies were like “we can profit off of this” and decided to make potions n serums to “induce immortality” and stuff. of course people bought it! why wouldn’t they?

haha well turns out this idea was awful. at first, nobody noticed anything. just kinda.. there, yknow? and then the thing (tm) started happening. (this is the gorey section)

because the god they worshiped was all about creation, no matter would be destroyed directly. meaning that these potions created extra bits of flesh and such, right?

well about 13 years after you first drink the potion, all that excess flesh becomes too much. it crawls up a person’s through, forcibly spilling out of their mouth. a horrific mixture of writhing flesh, eyes, tendons, organ tissue, blood, and all the other kinda squishy stuff inside the body. far more than should be possible. but hey, it worked! immortality!

except now you have two halos with a suspicious amount of eyes around your head. oh, also, one of your eyes rots in your skull, leaving a hole there. and there’s an eye on the roof of your mouth. fun!

maybe i’ll get around to actually drawing my ocs,,,

#oc stuff #oc story #my oc stuff #oc lore #tw body horror #tw vomit #at once #both. at one time #religion #i’m not religious #i think o should say that #vomit cw #cw body horror #cw vomit #vomit tw #body horror tw #body horrow cw #“why are you tagging the same thing multiple ways #I JUST WANNA MAKE SURE #text #text only #my oc lore #original story #original content

[bakumu-archive]

kinktober 2021 day 15 - breeding

Sukuna Ryomen x fem! reader

wc: 1.6k

summary: when you've had enough of your husband's neglect you always find yourself in Sukuna’s bed, but tonight Sukuna wishes to claim you as his own.

cw: NON/DUBCON BREEDING, SMUT (breeding kink, consentual sex but noncon/dubcon breeding, forced breeding, mating press, biting, nipple play, pregnancy mentions, baby trapping, noncon breeding, lotsa cum, unprotected sex, possessiveness, creampie, heaven/hell metaphor), INFIDELITY, CHEATING, nicknames (dove, baby), modern au where he's just a hot morally gray guy with tattoos, ooc probs

a/n: special thanks to @lunastellanova for helping me with phrasing at 1am

<< back to my kinktober masterlist

minors do not interact. this work contains mature themes and if you continue reading you have agreed you are willing to see such content

You climb into bed next to your husband, trying to chase away the heartache in your soul. Maybe tonight will be different.

As soon as you nestle into his side, you breathe in the cologne that you used to love, thinking of all the times he cuddled you to sleep or gave you loving forehead kisses. Until his arm pulls away from you, patting you on the head as he rolls over onto his side, facing away from you.

You try to still your broken heart from hammering in your chest from his dismissal but maybe the night can be salvaged.

“I don't get a good night kiss?” your voice whispers, trying to sound sweet just like the old days.

He rolls his shoulders back and puckers his lips to kiss you. You sit up so that you can reach him, but his kiss feels like kissing your grandmother, his lips hard and unmoving, accompanied by a fake muah sound.

He gives you a polite smile before rolling back to his side and tucking his pillow under his head.

You lay down next to him, resting your head against his back. When did things get like this? When did you start craving that intimacy that comes with being so in love? Is it too much to be wanted? To crave the feeling of hands digging into your flesh by someone completely obsessed with the idea of you?

As if on cue, your phone dings.

‘You comin’ tonight or is he actually paying attention to you?’

Your bare back bounces on the bed as Sukuna climbs over you. The hard lines of his tattooed body seem to flicker in the red light of his room as his hands grope your flesh.

His tongue traces a line up your neck to your lips before he kisses you passionately, and you let yourself fall into his obsessive touch.

His hands grab your hips in a way that your husband never has. His fingernails dig into you, leaving crescent moons on your skin. He's addicting in every way as his lips move against yours.

You moan from his touch as your fingers thread into his hair, pulling his body impossibly closer to you, his weight pressing you further and further into the mattress, almost suffocating you.

He's heady and intoxicating and ever since you met him, you haven't been able to shake the feelings he blooms inside you. Your body craves the harshness of his fingers and the wildness in his heart and you can't seem to stop yourself from coming back.

The first time you saw him, you felt the air around you freeze as your eyes locked with his. Your heart hammered in your chest when he introduced himself to you, his leather jacket only cementing his bad boy persona. And when he learned you were married, it motivated him to work harder for you; not that it was too hard to whisk you away from a husband who never pays attention to you.

Would Sukuna say he loves you? No, he would never say such a thing. But does it drive him mad that you're with someone who doesn't worship the ground you walk on? Hell fucking yes. Every time you come over, all needy and crying because that bastard of a husband ignored you or forgot your anniversary ... he swears that he is going to end the guy. And one of these days he will do it.

He starts to rub your clit as he peppers kisses down your throat, stopping at the junction of your neck to bite into your flesh. You gasp as his teeth dig into your skin and he revels in the sound, his dick twitching against his thigh as his fingers skillfully rub against your clit.

He kisses your chest, until he's sucking your nipple into his mouth, his teeth rolling the sensitive bud around as his tongue flicks against it. Your back arches as he continues to suck and he can’t help but fantasize about how they would swell if you were pregnant.

He hates that his thoughts always drift to this when you're moaning under him, but he can't help it. The thought of stuffing your cunt full of his seed, seeing you swell with his child, it's all he ever imagines. All he thinks about.

Maybe if you got pregnant, you would finally leave your bastard husband.

He sits between your legs and runs his fingers through your folds, watching how your essence coats his skin. You're so wet, so needy. Your whimpers egg him on as he eases his fingers inside of you, your head pushing further into the pillow under you as he curls them right against your g spot.

Your legs threaten to close around him as he thrusts his fingers into you, his speed only increasing as you keen. Your back arches off the bed as your hands scrunch the sheets in ecstasy.

“You look so good cummin’ on my fingers—” he leans over you, his half-lidded eyes filled with a lustful glow as his parted lips pant, watching your face as you cum “—so fuckin’ good.”

Sukuna is always so proud when he can make you cum so fast, your euphoria only making him harder. He palms his weighty cock, feeling himself throb at the sight of you below him. Your legs spread further as your own cum seeps out of you, your panting chest rising and falling as his hands grab your thighs.

He can't help but coo at you as he pushes your legs into your chest, “I’m going to fuck you so good, dove.” You nod with begging eyes as he motions for you to hold your legs for him, lining himself up with your drooling cunt. “Gonna fuck you so good my name is gonna be the only thing you remember.”

He pushes the head of his thick cock inside you, savoring the way your walls suck him in until you stop him.

“Ryo,” you pant, “condom… did you?”

How could he forget? You both were always so safe, so careful.

“Don't worry, I’ll pull out,” he lies, but you believe him, letting out a content sigh.

You look so pretty under him, and you'll look even better when his cum is dripping out of you. He pulls the tip out before pushing in again slowly. Your warm tight walls squeezing every inch of him as he bullies his way inside you.

You let out a loud groan when he's fully seated inside you, your wet walls pulsing around him as your eyes flutter. He's so big, the stretch is so good, and you're almost creaming just from him putting it in.

His hips start building up to a brutal pace as you grab onto his wrists holding your legs open. Your fingernails dig into his black tattoos as he pounds into you, each stroke getting harder and harder.

Sukuna’s head spins as he pounds into you; your pussy trying to squeeze him, to hold him still, but he won't stop. He needs to fill you, needs to breed you. Fill you so full of him that you won't have a choice. You'll have to leave your good-for-nothing husband because you'll be full of his pups.

A feral growl leaves his throat. One word emanating in his mind with each thrust. Breed, breed, breed.

“You want my cum, don't you?” he snarls into your ear, pushing your legs even further into your chest.

Your eyes flutter in your head, his words slurring in your head as his cock plunges into you as you moan, “Cum— gonna cum.”

His thrusts barrel down into you as your legs start to shake. “Want me to fill you? Pump you so fucking full, baby.”

You nod at the sound of his voice, reaching closer and closer to heaven. Your nails scraping against his skin, trying to drag him with you to the pearly gates.

“Yeah, you want that, you want that?” Every word he speaks sends him closer and closer to blowing his load inside you, making you his and his alone.

“Yeah, yeah you do,” he starts enunciating each word he speaks with a harsh thrust. “Yeah. You. Fucking. Do.”

Your legs try to close around his body as your orgasm rockets through you. The pearly white gates of heaven are just within your reach until you're falling faster and faster. Your body shakes at the strength of your orgasm, and Sukuna can feel your walls trying to force him out as you gush around him, but he fights your grip, fucking into you even harder.

“Fucking take it, dove,” he says with a grunt, his dick twitching inside you, “Take my fucking cum.”

Sukuna looks down at where your body is connected as he lets his orgasm wash over him. His dick pumping into you as shutters rake his body before his hips are pushing his cock all the way into you.

His white hot cum fills your womb. Pumping more and more cum into you with every clench of his balls.

Sukuna doesn't let your body relax, wanting to stay inside you for as long as possible, to keep his cum in you for as long as possible.

Your pleasure filled mind slowly wakes up at the realization that he came. He came inside you. That his cum is still inside you and you shake your head, willing it to be untrue.

You blink away the spots in your eyes, and when you open them you're standing before the gates of hell, and Sukuna is smiling down at you.

“It's alright dove, everything is going to be just fine.”

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[gatorbites-imagines]

Shanks w male s/o who's love languages are physical affection & words of affirmation, who's a romantic but laid back. Some fluffy and smutty head canons if that's possible, with verse shanks?

(Might be a bit too specific and if so feel free to ignore completely, as with anything ofc: Reader has ADHD and a lot of history hyper fixations and does martial arts rather than swordsmanship)

Shanks x Male Reader

Headcanons

I love Shanks, I wanna put him in a box and shake it around and hear him rattle around.

You probably joined the crew later on after running into them many times over the years, maybe you and Shanks already had some kind of relationship without it being anything official. Thinks lotsa flirting and nights spent together whenever your paths cross.

Being a martial artist and running in the same circles as Shanks it means you’re most likely a master in your craft.

Sparring is most likely a type of foreplay for you two, even after you join his crew. The rest of the crew knows to keep at a distance when you two start riling the other up for a spar, since they all know where its leading nowadays.

I can see Shanks as someone who’s love language is also physical affection, so you two are always seen all over each other or hanging on the other. After Shanks lost his arm, it probably caused some issues since he had to get used to not being able to hold you at the same time as he did other stuff.

After losing his arm, you make sure to push him to his limits to make up for the struggle of having to be a skillful fighter with a missing limb. You may or may not reward him for his “achievements” whenever he passes a milestone, meaning he works even harder.

I don’t see Shanks as someone who blushes much, but he always finds himself smiling when you show affection through words of affirmation. It makes his insides do swoops and flips even if you guys have been together for years.

Your words of affirmation truly shine through after he loses his arm, since there’s part of him that probably feels like he is less attractive and desirable, especially since he can’t do the same things as before with only one arm.

This just means you have to show him you still love him all the same, much to the annoyance of your crew and especially Benn, since you and Shanks act like a pair of teenagers in your first relationship at times.

The physical affection bleeds through to the bedroom, resulting in stuff like body worship always being present one way or another. If you start praising and complimenting Shanks, I could see him getting red in the face from just how much you can come up with.

Even with one hand he still touches you all over, and he finds interesting ways to use his haki to keep it all interesting and fresh. He always gets a little too cocky in your opinion when he surprises you with whatever new he’s come up with.

I could imagine him loving your body a lot. As a martial artist, you most likely built muscle very quickly, resulting in stretch marks, unless you somehow have a devilfruit that makes it so you don’t get them.

But imagining you do, he always licks and nibbles at them, snickering when you wack him over the head for biting at your hips or licking at the sides of your pecs. Shanks never apologizes for laying all his love on you, he just shrugs and says he can’t contain himself with someone as irresistible as you.

Speaking of the bedroom, he loves when you ride him. Shanks probably also some kind of captain kink. Seeing as you guys are lovers and see each other as mostly equals, you don’t really call him captain outside of battle, so when you finally do use that title, he always snaps to attention.

To add to the point above. Roleplay. He could walk into his quarters and see you splayed out on his bed in a dramatic pose, wearing some clothes you bought just for this, like a different gi or maybe even a marine uniform.

Lay it on thick whining about the big scary Yonko shanks having captured you, how strong he is and how you’ll do anything for him to show you mercy. It always gets his haki boiling around him, a glint appearing in his eyes before he pounces on you.

But I can also imagine him wanting to be the one playing a role. Maybe he plays the role of a poor pirate who’s washed up on your island and you’ve been taking care of him, so he has to return the favor and thank you.

Or maybe when you both feel more electricity and adrenaline in the air, you play out the roles of rivals who spar and give it your all to dominate the other. You guys are pretty evenly matched if he doesn’t pull out his conquerors haki, so its up in the air whos gonna win, not that Shanks minds.

On a more fluffy end, he takes you on dates. Since you always show how much you love him through your words and actions, he wants to find ways to show you just how much he loves you in return.

Expect him to whisk you off on a date on every island your crew stops at, even if you guys are in a hurry. It can be anything from a full week away at a fancy hotel, to a trip to a bar or even just a walk around the area so you two can spend time together.

When Shanks is drunk, he gets even more clammy. He will hang off you and be more perverted. You’ve had to pull him into an alleyway or back to the ship more than once cuz he wants to climb you right then and there in public, and he’s not shy about falling to his knees to undo your pants to get his mouth on you.

After all this time, you don’t really feel any shame or embarrassment, but you respect others you get him somewhere more private before you let Shanks go at it as he pleases.

I can see him struggling with words at times, so its through these acts that he expresses his love, though he probably finds it lacking compared to your more open way of showing it. But again, you’ll just have to reassure him that you know he loves you, and that you enjoy everything he does for you to show it.

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[borathae]

"I’m honestly so free use with you when I sleep", you told him after a very passionate morning in the sheets. That was weeks ago. Right now, your confession is haunting Jungkook. Free use, you called it. Free use...The words sound sweet to his pleasure twisted mind. Free use... Jungkook gulps and chases the ecstatic feelings your sleeping body gives him. One more time. He needs it one more time. 

Alternatively: After accidentally turning Jungkook on before you fall asleep, you wake up to him using your willing body to get off. Not that you mind, as his reward for your submission is as sweet as honey.”

Pairing: Vampire!Jungkook x f.Reader

Genre: established relationship!AU, polyamory!AU, Camping Trip!AU, Smut 

Warnings: switch!Jungkook, subby!Reader, he calls her Mistress at first but then gets so needy that he takes the lead, Yoongi makes a short appearance, hints at various threesomes, hints at bondage, sex in a camper van, needy!Jungkook, consensual free use kink (free use in this story = you can do whatever you want to me, whenever you want), consensual somnophilia, kinda sensory deprivation because he does all of this to her in a dark room & she can’t see, Koo has sensitive nipples, nipple sucking, he rubs his nipples against her lips as she sleeps, he humps her thigh while she sleeps, and plays with her pussy while she sleeps, big cock, vampire fangs, needy begging, body & breast worship, strength kink (he rips her clothes & pins her down), dirty talk, sloppy oral (f.receiving), fast pussy fingering, lotsa drool & slick, squirting, he cums humping the mattress, cuddly aftercare, they’re in love & very needy for each other

Wordcount: 5.4k

a/n: besties, it is finally happening. Sanguis!Kookie is getting the smut he deserves. Get ready for lots of it because I am obsessed with him. I fucking LOVE him. This is set once he learned how to control his urges. Oh yeah, and it’s a Kinktober22 request that didn’t make the cut, surprise it’s here now! Have fun! 🤍

Today was a first for you and Jungkook. Your first ever couple trip. It wasn’t far. Just four hours by car to a small coastal town where every restaurant offered seafood and the air smelled of ocean. He drove while you napped.  

You spent the first day putting up your camper van by the beach and checking out the camp side. You spent too many minutes in the ocean and even napped under the shade of a big tree, cuddled up in a spacious hammock where Jungkook stole way too many kisses from you. Later in the evening – and after washing off the salt from your bodies and putting on pretty clothes – you went to eat at one of the restaurants where you ended up talking about too many things and drinking way too much wine.

It resulted in you getting so sleepy that you had just about enough energy to walk back to the camp side, wash up and fall into bed. The movie night you promised Jungkook was cancelled as you fell asleep five minutes after your head hit the pillows. 

Jungkook was left gawking at you with a big pout. He didn’t even have time to wash up and cuddle you in bed and you were already sleeping. 

Feeling utterly defeated, Jungkook leaves the camper to talk with Yoongi on the phone and make way for his frustrations.

“Hey, Kookie”, Yoongi picks up after the second ring, “what happened? Are you okay? Why are you calling me?”

“Yes, we’re okay. I’m sad. ___ already fell asleep because she drank too much wine.”

Yoongi chuckles fondly. 

“She’s cute”, he says, shifting on the chair in the music room. He was writing music on the piano before Jungkook called. He is smiling because hearing Jungkook’s voice makes him happy and hearing about your shared day makes him even happier.

“Yeah she is. Fuck hyung, it’s so unfair I want her but she’s asleep.”

“I can’t help you with that”, Yoongi says in a laugh, “why are you telling me?”

“I don’t know. I didn’t know who else to tell.”

Yoongi laughs harder, “you are so silly sometimes, Kookie. Just enjoy your time with her, slip under the blanket and hold her. Listen to her sleep, kiss her neck. She’s so soft when she sleeps.”

Jungkook presses his legs together even when standing up. You would fit so snugly against his chest. Jungkook can perfectly imagine just how warm and soft you would feel. How you would press against the spots which are so incredibly sensitive. Jungkook shifts, feeling heat threaten to gather between his legs.

“Kook?” Yoongi’s voice rips him out of his thoughts and to his reality. Shit. He completely forgot that he was talking with Yoongi on the phone. Jungkook feels his cheeks heat up at the realisation.

“Y-yeah?”

“Did you hear what I just said?”

“Yeah uh, yeah I did. Sorry, I was just thinking.”

“Mhm I could tell”, the fond smirk in Yoongi’s voice is obvious to Jungkook.

He flusters.

“I’m so stupid for calling”, he mumbles, “I’m sorry hyung, I know you can’t help me.”

“It’s alright, kiddo. You know you can always call me, yeah?”

“Mhm, yeah I do.”

“Good”, Yoongi says and chuckles softly, “I gotta agree though. I can’t help you. You gotta help yourself.”

“I know”, Jungkook whines, “shit, I’m just nervous.”

“Why? It’s just ___.”

“Exactly”, Jungkook widens his eyes, “I’m so scared to lose control.”

“Kookie”, Yoongi’s voice was soft but carried the slightest hint of a scold with it, “if there was even the slightest possibility that you could lose control, I wouldn’t have let you go on this trip. You are ready. Trust in yourself, my lovely.”

Jungkook smiles giddily, “thanks, my hyungie. I needed to hear this.”

“Always happy to help”, Yoongi says, “now stop talking to me and hold our princess, you fucking deserve it, goddamn it.”

Jungkook chuckles, “yeah okay, you’re right”, he giggles, “I’m excited, hyung.”

“Mhm, you can be. She feels like heaven.”

They end their call soon after. Yoongi will continue playing piano, but he will do so with a soft smile ever so slightly present on his lips. Jungkook returns to your camper van, sneaking a glance at your resting form. You are sleeping peacefully with your mouth agape in soft snores. Jungkook finds himself melting at the view and wanting to cradle you against his chest. He perseveres however, sneaking away into the small bathroom to clean off the day.

Jungkook returns after some time, wearing nothing more than a pair of satin boxers. He tiptoes to the bed and crawls on top. He knows that he can be careful without even having to try. Sneaking comes natural to his race. A vampire is, after all, meant to surprise its prey when they least expect it. 

He opens the blanket to slip inside. You roll to your back and then to your side. Jungkook halts, holding his breath. Your eyes open, searching for him in the darkness. Jungkook can see you perfectly, while you are clearly blind.

“Honey?” your voice is frail in sleep. 

“Go back to sleep”, Jungkook whispers. 

“I can’t.”

“Why not? Nightmare?”

You shake your head, eyes focusing on his face. At least you think that you do. You are looking right past him. Jungkook thinks it’s adorable. 

“I want snuggles”, you say and pout. 

Jungkook feels flutters in his tummy. You are so cute when you’re sleepy and a little tipsy. He closes the distance between you and him and picks you up just to rest you against his chest.

You rub yourself against him like a cuddly cat, humming softly.

“So nice”, you mumble, burying your face in his naked chest, “I love you, honey.”

“I love you too, my honeybee”, Jungkook says, kissing your hair, “sleep tight.”

You huff out air, running your fingertips along his waist. Jungkook feels goosebumps cover every single inch of his body because of it. 

“I dreamed of you”, you whisper slowly and very quietly. 

“You did?” Jungkook is melting under your touch, squeezing his legs together.

“Mhm, you moaned for me.”

“I did?” Jungkook croaks, rolling his hips into you as inconspicuously as possible, “why?”

“I made you cum”, you say and wrap your lips around his nipple to suck softly. 

“Ah”, Jungkook gasps, parting his lips. His body shudders, his cock throbs instantly. His nipples are his weak spots. You are so warm and wet around him. 

“Oh god, why are you doing this?” he chokes out, fighting every urge inside him not to take you against the fucking sheets right here and now. It’s like you pressed a button. He feels fucking charged.

“Is nice”, you murmur and continue to suck on him in rhythmical motions, growing slower and slower as the seconds turn into minutes.

Jungkook is a mess by the time your sucks are barely there, trembling in desperation and moaning into your hair. His cock is straining his briefs, his fingers twist the pillow behind your head. He would probably hurt you if he didn’t, because the only thing he truly wants to twist is a bundle of your hair. He would be way too rough if he did, having to twist the poor pillow instead.

“Oh god, honey”, Jungkook croaks, giving you a breathy moan afterwards. If he knew that he would get to feel something so incredibly good, he would have joined you in bed sooner.

You suck and suck and…suck and…stop. Your lips part and slip from his swollen nipple. Your tongue leaves it too. 

“Please don’t stop”, Jungkook begs, releasing the pillow to caress your head, “please? More?”

“Hm”, the sound you make is barely there. Your tongue darts out and licks his sensitive nipple. Soft, slow, barely there kitten licks is all he gets, but Jungkook is so charged in pleasure that he feels no different than when you sucked him. 

He moans instantly, closing his fingers around a bundle of your hair before he realises what he was about to do and he grabs the pillow instead.

“Thank you”, he sighs, "this feels so good. Oh god, it feels so good…”

Lick. Lick. Lick. Slower and slower. The pressure gets less. You breathe on his wet nipple. Like a huff of air. Involuntary and definitely not meant to stimulate him. Jungkook still moans and squirms. Your tongue stops.

“More please”, Jungkook begs, arching his chest into your mouth. Your lips press against his nipple, but don’t move. They simply rest on him and drive him insane. “Mistress?” Jungkook gets out.

No answer. You grow soft in his arms and seconds later, your breathing returned to a slow and steady rhythm. You have fallen back to sleep, now resting safely in his arms. 

You left him in his desperation. You used the sucking as nothing more than your way of relaxation. And while you found peaceful sleep through it, Jungkook is left feeling like bursting. His cock is so hard, his balls so swollen and his nipple is so sensitive that one little pinch would be enough for him to soak his boxers in slick. 

Jungkook pulls you closer and sobs softly.

“Don’t do that to me please”, he begs, “please wake up again please.”

Sleep however doesn’t release you and Jungkook is left with a painful hard on and sensitive nipples begging for attention. 

“Please wake up, please”, Jungkook begs, trying to wake you with a little shake of your head. You don’t wake, but what does happen is that your lips rub against his nipple. Jungkook moans softly, quickly realising what he just did and going up in flames as a result. 

“Sorry”, he gets out, “I, I didn’t mean to, I-”, he hesitates. It felt so good to do. Your lips are so soft and warm and still wet from all the licking you did. Would it be disgusting of him to do it again? Just one more time? 

There is a part of him which tells him that he is disgusting for wanting it and another part of him which keeps reminding him of that one conversation you had a few months ago. 

“I’m honestly so free use with you guys when I sleep”, you told Yoongi and him after a very passionate morning in the sheets where Yoongi woke you with oral while Jungkook jerked off and watched, “as long as you make sure that I don’t get hurt, you can honestly use my body however you want. Wake me with your cock stuffed in me if you want to, I’m so down.”

Back then, your confession resulted in Yoongi and Jungkook fucking you to the point where you cried from feeling too good. 

Right now, your confession is haunting Jungkook. Haunting and tempting and turning him into a version of himself which he feels very ashamed of. Free use, you called it. Free use…The words sound sweet to his pleasure twisted mind. Free use…

Jungkook gulps and squeezes the back of your head with his fingers. One more time. He presses your head closer and moves his chest. His nipple rubs against your lips. 

“A-ah hng”, he gets out and swallows audibly, feeling his cock twitch in his briefs. The feeling was indescribable. Your lips are so soft and wet. Now that sleep is keeping them relaxed, they are moving around his nipple sloppily. 

Again. He needs it again.

Jungkook presses into you and grinds his swollen bud against your lips. Electricity shoots down his body and moves his cock in a throb.

“Oh god”, he moans, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head, “I’m sorry, it’s so good. I’m sorry.”

He grinds his nipple into your lips and moans. It feels so good. You made him so swollen and hard and sensitive that now he is dizzy because of it. 

“I’m sorry, I can’t stop”, Jungkook whimpers, “Mistress, you feel so good.”

You give him no answer. You are slumbering peacefully. 

Jungkook presses himself closer, hoping for more of the sensation. He needs more of your mouth. More. You mewl and move your head away. He was too close, air was too sparse. 

Jungkook shimmies back, staring at you with glassy eyes. His nipples are throbbing. He wants more, but he knows that he should give you a break. He was greedy enough. 

He cups your cheek, runs his thumb over the lips he used so disgustingly before.

“I’m sorry”, he whispers, “I’m so horny, I didn’t know what I was doing.”

He has no idea why he apologises. He knows that he can do that to you. He was witness when Yoongi did far kinkier things to your sleeping body. He witnessed when he tied you to the bed and woke you with his fingers buried inside your already soaked pussy. And he was witness how you sleepily tried to fight the ropes only to beg for Yoongi’s vampire cock seconds later. And he was witness as Yoongi gave it to you, pounding into you until even the last ounce of sleepiness was fucked out of you.

Jungkook was witness to all of it and yet he still feels as if he committed a crime. He would feel far more terrible if his cock wasn’t that hard and his thoughts weren’t stuck on that night all of a sudden.  

“Oh god, I can’t help it”, Jungkook croaks and rolls you onto your back. He pins your hands against the pillow and wiggles his knee between your legs. Then he straddles your thigh, hovering above you that way. His curly hair hangs into his features messily, his blown out eyes are glued to your sleeping form. 

You look so innocent and sweet. Yoongi was right, watching you sleep is the best thing ever. It makes him feel so goddamn good. Especially when you look and feel so fragile under him. He feels so needed and strong, but also incredibly horny.

Jungkook angles his hips and rolls them against your thigh.

“Ah, hah ah”, he moans, squeezing your hands. Your thigh is grinding right against his swollen, hard cock. Slick covers his tip instantly, forcing his briefs to stick to it and making it slip against your naked thigh. 

You aren’t wearing panties. Jungkook can see it from the position because when he flipped you onto your back, your shirt slipped up your tummy and the blanket fell from your torso. Your pussy’s right there. Exposed to his eyes. As if you wanted to give him as little hurdles as possible. As if you wanted him to be able to access your pussy whenever he wanted to. 

Free use. 

You weren’t lying.

Jungkook moans throatily, punishing you with harsh rolls of his hips. He is aware that the only person that punishes is himself as this results in his cock rubbing against you with such vigour, Jungkook finds himself convulsing in reaction. 

“Fuck”, he rasps, “fuck, I’m so disgusting”, he chokes out and whimpers, “and you’re so perfect”, he gets out and furrows his brows, eyes focusing on your pussy. 

Maybe he is imagining it, but you are glistening. As if you are getting wet. Jungkook puts your hands together so he can hold both your wrists with one hand, then he lets his other run down your body. Along your arm, lingering on your neck and massaging your breasts for a while. 

You whimper, but don’t wake. 

“You’re perfect. Completely perfect.”

Jungkook speeds up his hips against your thigh, soaking more of his briefs. So fucking soft. You’re so soft when you sleep.

He runs his hand further down your body, your tummy is one of his favourite spots to touch. So soft and pretty. Next your hips. Jungkook fights every urge inside of him not to bruise it. Then your pussy. 

You moan in your sleep at the first touch, writhing underneath him as he drags his fingers through your folds. 

Jungkook trembles and squeezes your wrists. 

“So wet”, he growls, feeling his cheeks tingle as veins appear on his skin. He draws circles on your soaked entrance, looking at it with blown out pupils. The sexy dream you had before must have turned you on so much that you got wet. Jungkook moans and fucks your thigh in desperation. So wet and warm. So warm…

He wants to push inside, but doesn’t dare to. So he lifts his fingers, guiding them to his lips to suck them clean. 

The second your taste touches his tongue, Jungkook knows that he is done for. His eyes glow ruby instantly and his fangs are outside within not even a second. He moans deeply, cock ripping through his briefs from the sheer animalistic need he feels. Your thigh is covered in his slick instantly, resulting in his swollen cockhead to slip and slide all over your skin.

He moans, fucking your thigh as if he was already pounding your pussy. He is so turned on. He could cum right here and now if he wanted to. You are so goddamn sweet.

Jungkook sucks his fingers until even the last of your taste is gone. He slips out and moans deeply. His eyes don’t know where to look. Your pussy, your thigh, your tummy, your face, your tits. Your tits. Your nipples are swollen even under the fabric.  

Jungkook doesn’t think, he acts. He is too far gone to think. He rips your shirt and exposes your torso to his eyes. Your tits look so pretty when you are lying down and gravity does its perfect job. 

“Fuck, baby”, Jungkook whimpers and gathers one side in his spit covered fingers. He lowers himself and sucks your nipple into his mouth. 

“Ah”, you moan, arching your back. The scent of your wetness grows stronger in his nose and Jungkook swears that he sucks even harder because of it. He slides up your body, pressing his knee against your soaked pussy. 

A whimper slips past your lips. Jungkook soaks up the sound as much as he soaks up the feeling of your wet cunt against his knee. He rubs it into you demandingly, abandoning your wrists to instead gather your other breast as well. Hungry and full of greed, he leaves a sloppy trail of kisses on your chest as he changes sides. Your nipple slips between his fangs and he sucks hard. 

“Ah”, you moan, arching your back, “what? Ah! What?”

Jungkook lifts his head. You are awake again. Of course you are. It would have been a surprise if his rough touches hadn’t woken you. Your eyes search for him in the darkness. You look so out of it and confused.

“Don’t be scared”, Jungkook rasps, “I’m taking care of you.”

“I don’t get it, w-what are you doing?”

“You can’t just suck my nipples and expect me to be okay afterwards. I’m so fucking hard, feel it”, Jungkook grinds his huge cock against your thigh, pairing it with his knee grinding into your pussy. 

“Kook”, you moan, reaching for his hips.

“No”, Jungkook pins your hands above your head within a second, “stay where you are or I’m tying you up.”

“W-what?” you blink in the darkness, “I don’t understand. What are you doing?”

“Free use. That’s what you called it. Free use. I’m taking what’s promised to me.”

“Oh.”

Jungkook watches in delight as you roll your eyes back sensually. You arch your back off the sheets and throw your head back as best as possible.

“Holy fuck”, you choke out, rubbing your thighs against his legs in a needy attempt to press them together. 

“That’s okay with you, right?” he makes sure, “can I make use of it?”

“Yeah, fuck Kook. Yes”, you allow him, opening your legs again as you squirm sensually.

“Good. Wanna exchange safewords?”

“Mhm, snowdrop.”

“Yeah, snowdrop. Fuck, I’m gonna fucking ruin you”, he rasps and lowers his tongue to your body to lick a thick and hungry stripe down your tummy. 

You writhe and whimper, allowing it to happen with a racing heart. Like this, he isn’t holding your wrists anymore, but he doesn’t have to. Your body is still droopy enough that keeping your hands above your head is an easy task to do. 

It does get harder however when Jungkook buries his tongue between your folds. You expected anything but this. 

“Ah! Kook”, you gasp, bucking your hips up. 

Jungkook grips them and pins them into the sheets, growling into your pussy as he sends you a warning look. One you can’t see because it’s dark in here and you have your face scrunched up in pleasure.

Jungkook fucks the mattress and moans, changing his grip on your hips to one around your thighs just so he can push them apart and reveal more of your pussy to him. He growls again from the pleasure this brings him, burying his hungry mouth deeper between your folds. He licks eagerly, using the animalistic hunger he feels for you to keep it quick.

“Holy fuck, please don’t stop”, you moan, panting like crazy afterwards.

The thing with Jungkook and oral is that up until two months ago, he was unable to do it with you. He wanted to do it, but his urges were too strong to do it safely. If he had given you head, it would have resulted in him biting you and therefore hurting you. Not anymore. Jungkook has been practicing with you and Yoongi almost every third night. It was the result of one terribly sexy evening where Yoongi tied up Jungkook and then made him eat you out “as practice”.

Ever since then, Jungkook couldn’t get enough. He was insatiable, asking for more practice sessions whenever he gets the chance and fantasising about nothing other than having your pussy under his tongue again and again and again. 

Your taste haunts him. It stays with him when he isn’t eating your pussy and it tortures him with its absence until he has to beg for yet another “practice session” in order not to go mad. You are all aware that calling them practice sessions is nothing but a lie. Jungkook found his sweetest drug between your legs and needs it like an addict. He doesn’t want to practice, he wants to get high on you. And you won’t complain. Practicing with Jungkook feels like fucking heaven. 

And tonight it seems that he finally had enough of pretending that what he does is nothing but practice. You are alone with each other, no Yoongi or Taehyung to monitor him in sight. This isn’t practice anymore. This is honest sex. The thing he already did every third night under the guise of practicing. 

“Don’t stop, please”, you beg, feeling your thighs shake without having any sort of control over it. He is moaning and growling so much that besides the quick licks and strong sucks, Jungkook sends vibrations through your pussy and it’s making staying still impossible.

Jungkook thinks that he still goes a little feral during those moments. That would explain why his cheeks are covered in veins and why his fangs are out. You taste way too good. Jungkook didn’t think that your pussy would taste so good, but she does. He grows feral for your taste and feels withdrawal symptoms whenever he can’t taste you.

More. He needs more.

He buries three of his fingers in your pussy just to pick up your slick and lick it off his fingers. In the current position, his tongue grinds against your clit as he licks and you whimper his name as your hands finally leave their position.

You grab a bundle of his curly hair and twist it. Your other hand slips to your own thigh just so you can grab it in desperation.

Jungkook looks up. Your head is rolled to your side, your pretty tits move each time you pant for air. He wants to touch them and squeeze them and roll your nipples, but he physically can’t bring himself to leave your pussy. Instead, he buries his fingers back in your warmth. Three at a time and covered in his drool. This time around, he does it so he can massage your g-spot as he begins sucking and licking your clit. 

You wail and arch your back, kicking the sheets because you can’t handle this feeling otherwise. You dreamed of him before you woke. Like before, you dreamed of having him lie heavy in your hands as you made him cum. It was such an immersive dream until all of a sudden it stopped feeling like a dream and became your reality.

You can’t accept that this is your reality. That Jungkook is eating your pussy as he fingers you roughly. It’s too much for your sleepy brain to comprehend and all you can do is shake and tremble and kick the sheets as your fingers dimple your own thigh. 

Jungkook out of all the people is eating you out. After two months of extensive training, you should be used to his techniques, but you really aren’t. You never know what you will get with him. He can be so gentle and slow if he wants to, whilst other times he treats you with such roughness that you want to scream. He is never terrible however. As if giving head comes to him naturally. Like a vampiric purpose he is finally able to fulfil.

Jungkook breaks his lips away from your clit and presses his thumb against it instead. You know what that means, moaning his name loudly as Jungkook drags his heavy tongue up your torso.

Not being able to see what he does, adds excitement to all of this. “Please don’t stop, holy fuck”, you beg, feeling charged in pleasure. He is massaging your g-spot with such precision that there is a constant hot pressure deep inside your pussy. As if you were constantly on the edge of orgasming. You can’t handle it, but don’t want it to stop.

He takes your right nipple between his teeth and tugs hard. 

“Fuck", you squeak at the pinch, arching your back. 

“I wanna ruin you”, Jungkook growls, “I wanna fucking break you”, he adds and lifts his head, staring down at you with swollen, parted lips. His long fangs glisten behind them, but you can’t see them. You are blind to his current state. The black veins, long fangs, feral hunger in his eyes. You have no idea that it is happening, all you can do is moan and writhe for him.

“Don’t stop, please”, you beg unaware of his confession and slave to his touches. 

He speeds up his hand between your legs, fucking your pussy with angry precision. 

“Like this, baby? Mhm?”

You squeeze your eyes shut and sob softly. Waving your hands in the air panickedly until finally grabbing your own thighs. Jungkook watches it happening with a throbbing cock. 

“Kook, please.”

“So good”, he lulls, drooling on your chest, “shake for me. That’s my girl, shake for me.”

“I’m gonna cum”, you croak and sob, “please don’t stop, please.”

Jungkook doesn’t stop. He keeps going. He is addicted to two things. Your taste and your orgasms. Knowing that he out of all people can make you feel so good that your body has to climax in order to handle it, fills him with a rush of ecstatic pleasure. He wants it to happen anytime you announce it, making it his only goal for the time it takes you to get there.

“I wanna lick you”, he pants, “will this get you there? Can I please lick your pussy?”

“Yeah”, you mewl and sob, writhing under him.

“Fuck. Thank you”, Jungkook moans and disappears between your legs. He replaces his thumb with his tongue, but keeps the speed of his fingers going. With eager curls and fast motions, he fucks your pussy open as his tongue and lips work your swollen clit. 

Your voice breaks and you grow completely silent as you hold your breath. One. Two. Three. 

“Meehngn”, you let out in whimpers, now fighting for air in quick pants until it repeats itself again. Silence as you hold your breath and then squeaky sounds as you fight for more air. 

Jungkook knows that it’s only a matter of seconds by now. You get terribly non vocal whenever you are close. He fucks the mattress harshly, whimpering into your pussy. To think that he was able to fuck you so much these days that he learned that fact about you. It’s a dream come true. He is so fucking happy!

“No-ohw”, you choke out and break under his tongue. Your legs close around his head, your pussy squeezes his fingers and your clit throbs against his tongue. Your orgasm sits so deep, making you cry out because Jungkook moves just right to turn it from good to spectacular. 

You are so turned on and sensitive from the combination of all your dreams and Jungkook’s touches that it doesn’t need a lot for you to convulse to the point where you cover his face in your wetness. 

Jungkook moans loudly and cums. He fucks his throbbing cock into the sheets as he shoots cum everywhere. He can handle everything but not drinking your squirt. The smell of it is already enough to make him climax. Your taste is another story. One which make him cum so fucking hard that he feels delirious afterwards. 

He keeps his fingers buried in your pussy to feel your rhythmic clenches, but rests his head on your thigh, panting with you as you both recover. 

“I’m sorry”, you whisper in a frail voice.

“For what?” he asks in a husky voice.

“I should have warned you.”

“Don’t apologise”, Jungkook clears his throat. Your taste still lingers on his tongue. He feels his head pound because of it, “don’t ever apologise for that.”

“I don’t know what to do”, you confess.

“Why?” he lifts his head, “are you okay?”

“No?” you laugh, “you just ruined me.”

“I told you that I would, didn’t I?”

“Yeah…”

You giggle and you sound so sweet doing it that Jungkook wants to kiss you. He gathers his already recovered strength and kisses a trail up your torso. You gasp and grow softer underneath him. This feels like heaven. To be brought to your breaking point, only to be loved so tenderly afterwards is heaven.

“Koo”, you get out, presenting your neck to him so he can kiss it. He does so with a happy sigh, slipping his fingers out of you to instead caress your waist. It fits so perfect between his fingers and all he really wants to do is cherish it. Neither of you mind that this spreads your wetness all over your skin.

“Thank you”, he whispers, stubbing your jawline with his nose.

“For what?”

“For this experience. I know you talked about free use, but it’s a privilege to be able to touch you, not a right. So thank you.”

You roll your head to look at him. You are looking right past him again. Jungkook smiles because of it. 

“I’m happy when you touch me”, you whisper and smile droopily.

Jungkook giggles and kisses your forehead.  

“I’m gonna give you so many orgasms on this trip”, he whispers against your skin, “you have no idea.”

You squirm and giggle, wrapping your fingers around his biceps to squeeze them gently.

“Don’t say that.”

“Mhm, no I will”, he whispers and snuggles into you, purring softly as he suckles on your neck to find relaxation. 

You sigh, closing your eyes as tranquillity washes over you.

“Did you rip through your briefs?” you ask him now that you feel his softened cock press against your leg. 

“Yeah”, he says and chuckles, “I lost it at your taste.”

You snicker, “you have the strongest cock ever, this is impressive.”

“In my defence, my vampire cock kinda has a mind of its own sometimes. I’m still not completely in control.”

“Don’t apologise, it’s hot”, you say and nuzzle into him, “I can’t wait to wake up to it stuffed in me tomorrow, yeah?”

“You’re unfair”, Jungkook mewls, “fuck, now Imma dream of it.” 

He makes you laugh, “sorry.”

“So mean”, he mumbles and pouts. 

He feels way too drained from his orgasm to feel truly affected by what you just said. You feel too ruined by your orgasm to want him to act on it right now. It still feels nice to tease each other. 

Jungkook cuddles into you, closing his arms around you. 

“Wanna stay like this forever”, he confesses and sighs happily.

“Me too”, you say, hugging his arm as best as possible.

You drift off to sleep together in this position, smiling because it felt so good to finally be able to love each other without any kind of restraints.

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[vrisrezis]

nsfw for post covid butters and female reader please?

- while I could see him being a switch I like writing for subs so lol but

- it doesn’t matter how many times y’all have sex btw he’s always gonna get flustered lol

- usually only doms when he’s upset or angry to let frustrations out tbh but even then? Would still sub if you don’t wanna be dommed

- ^ but you’d probably have to be a bit rougher with him LOL

- speaking of which he likes rough sex! Gentle sex is cool too but he absolutely loved being pounded into that mattress

- not really kinky? He just likes you being rough with him .. that’s all really?

- I mean.. he certainly likes being called good boy and pup if it counts for anything

- he likes praise, he likes knowing he’s making you feel good and does the same for you. He loves body worship as well, he likes knowing you love his body and he loves worshiping your body too

- lotsa kissin and making out! He needs it, especially when you’re being rougher with him

- in general loves kisses! He gives lotsa neck kisses though

- he’s not overly loud but it is very easy to make him moan and he moans a lot (a lot of whimpers too)

- pretty open and honest about what he wants, even if he’s a little flustered about it?

- if you’re being rougher with him please hold his hand <33 and tell him you love him please

- likes wrapping his arms around your neck when you fuck him a lot of the time

- likes his hair being pulled just don’t pull any hair out alright

- would probably be into edging and stuff and being teased but I think degradation is too far for him because of his childhood lol

- would also be into like mirror sex probably

#butters x reader #sp butters stotch x reader #sp butters x reader #leopold stotch x reader #butters stotch x reader #sp x reader #south park x reader #South Park post Covid x reader

[babyboibucky]

Hey my 2 finals actually went kinda good. Still waiting for some of the show your work ones on my calculus exam

But I should be set to finish with a 4.0 I have one more but it won’t affect my grade at all it’s just a formality if the class.

Imagining how Bucky would help me celebrate a 4.0

Happy for you bestie!!!!!!!!

Bucky would definitely bring you out to dinner and then to the bar for some wild night and then bring you home to take care of you.

He will worship your body and LOTSA PRAISE KINK IN HERE I TELL YOU!!!

“Did so good in your finals, you gonna be good for me too, baby?” He’d whisper against your skin as his fingers tease your pussy.

“My baby girl deserves a reward, gonna make you feel so good tonight. Make you cum over and over again. On my mouth, fingers, my cock…my thighs.”

SKSSKSKSKSKSKSKS

#bbb asks

[simptasia]

Fo the ship ask meme - Charladay + 2, 4, 23, 27, 36, 38, 39

thank you!! :D

How’s their team work? Do they share well?

oh excellent teamwork, very good, dan takes instructions very well [snort]

and yeah sure why not

First impression of each other? Was it love at first sight?

well, no, not ~love~ at first sight but they defo both looked at each other for a prolonged amount of time. both finding themselves curious, strangely fascinated. one of charlotte’s thoughts was that he looks... sad and little lost

and dan’s thoughts were, less words, more !!!, oh and some “is,,, is she looking at me?” [looks around to check] “???”

How do they hug? Kiss? Tease? Flirt? Comfort?

hug: tight, sometimes they hug in manner like they think they won’t get another hug. also dan is more Hands than man, really

kiss: soft soft pet pet WHOA PASSION HELLO CHARLOTTE. dan holds char’s face with his hands when he kisses and it’s soft sweet kisses and char will often be the one to make ‘em deeper. pull dan real close to her, maybe pin him to something. depends on the mood~ like, not always, char isn’t always ravenous jhajhsa she does do gentle and romantic too,, im just. talking o///o

tease: char’s teasing is more the cheeky playful “yeah i have the power to suddenly turn you on and im gonna use it” variety. hand on the thigh. whispers in the ear. footsie. asking him to join her in the shower in a sultry voice. hm, maybe im not so great at teasing because this is outright seduction ahudsajh

as for dan, mayhaps he takes his time savouring char’s body. maybe a frustrated whine from char inspires him to draw out the touches and caresses even longer until she’s panting and Strongly Insisting he stop teasing her :)))

don’t underestimate dan, he’ll surprise ya

flirt: i imagine char is quite flirtatious given the right context and motivation. having a boyfriend who blushes so easily and prettily is pretty good motivation. she’s makes it clear what she wants, she’s a pretty proactive person. meanwhile dan is less likely to flirt, he’s more of a “i worship at the temple of you” kinda guy. full of adoring looks and of course he’s tendency towards petting

comfort: oh hey you brought this up in a recent thing u reblogged; dan is a “hey hey whoa” kinda person. gentle words, hand on the shoulder. saying things are gonna be okay. and char, she leans towards words of affirmation. support and encouragement, like hey, you can do this, i believe in you. dan and char have repeatedly comforted each other in canon so that helps

Do they have kids? Grow old together? Split up?

yes, yes, fuck no

4 kids to be exact. penny, ada, marie and isaac. bunch of creative and intellectual geniuses, the lot of ‘em (”will you two keep your hands off each other already? you keep making nerds” miles says after marie shows him her book of haikus at the age of fucking five)

grow old, well they COULD move on at any time but it’s MY indulgent OTP fantasy and i’m driving the bus, damn it. and on that note, they’d never split up, they were already torn apart by death, they are never letting go of each other. heck, when dan and char first hugged after they remember, dan held her for a reaaally long time and started crying. no, they’d never split up

What’s their greatest strength as a couple? Their weakness?

i think they compliment each other very well. they’re very different in temperament but not so different that it’s annoying. they also have so much respect for each other. and they can listen to each other talk for hoooours

weakness... well maybe if you two were open about ur feelings sooner, you could have gotten a little kissy, eh? sigh their weakness is bad timing. like on their own they have their own issues, but together their relationship would be strong... feels good, feels organic

What are they like in the bedroom? Any kinks/fetishes/turn-ons? Anything they won’t do?

in a word? fantastic. in two words? noise complaints. char is LOUD

but yeah what they’re like, well im gonna have to use that word i love so much, passionate. they’re real passionate. love making, fucking, what have you. char,,, well, char isn’t what you’d call subtle, and dan is overwhelmed and reverent, touching her and looking at her with a downright sense of awe. oh and naturally char is way more prone to using her words than dan, even if once things get really going it’s less structured sentences and more horny babbling

[nature docu narrator voice] the daniel faraday is a submissive creature and spends 90% of his sexual experiences underneath his lover

needless to say, char is the more dominant lover. girl’s gotta have strong thighs because she is gonna be on top a loooot. this is Ideal for both of ‘em

i could go on but basically These Nerds Fuck Each Other Like Champions

now kinks, etc:

char = she’s dominant in bed overall but she’s into it more than just that; being a dom is nice hobby she has. she’s got a chest at the end of the bed for her toys and other sexy tools. she loves control, and well, dan will do Anything she says (to the point where she had to stop and have a serious talk with him letting him know, hey i don’t wanna actually make you do anything you don’t wanna do, if you don’t like something, you have to tell me). and yeah basically a lot of kinks assoicated with that sort of behaviour. causing pain, being worshipped, edging, overstim, pegging, tying her lover up, etc and so forth. also dirty talk, lots and lots of dirty talk

dan = i started off having dan really like char’s hair and thats evolved into a fetish over time. he’s not Weird about it, but he Really likes it. being told what to do, specifically charlotte telling him what to do. and if i haven’t make it clear already that he’s worshipful of her, well,,,, can a person be a fetish? cuz at this point dan has a Charlotte Fetish dajkdsakjds. he’s not really a kinky person but char makes him feel lotsa confusing new things. oh and i’ve given him this thing i call pressure kink, basically sexual enjoyment of having physical pressure on you. like somebody laying their full weight on you. or a hug that would be way too tight by socially acceptable standards. or the classic, being tied up

besides their own turn ons, they’re also willing to experiment. char is kinky and dan is relatively vanilla but will try new things. he’s learnt so much from her (and miles), like most of the stuff they’re into, he hadn’t even heard of before

what won’t they do:

okay out of the way, eliminate that Really Gross Thing. you know. if you don’t, well i’m not writing it while dan and char are in my head, so moving on

as much as char is into it, dan draws a hard line at being in pain. when he saw how much char and miles like to do that sort of stuff with each other, he started to feel worried because he really doesn’t wanna be hurt. but char is like, ya know, a good person so she respects that and won’t hurt her sweet boy

also for the love of fuck, don’t pull on daniel’s hair. i know that can filed under Don’t Hurt Him but i’m putting special emphasis on it because he’s autistic and he will cry and in a bad way. it’s a guaranteed way to make his dick peace out

as for char, besides what i mentioned up top, there isn’t much char won’t do or at least isn’t willing to try out at least once. oh and while she will hurt, she’s not gonna like... mutilate. ugh

also one time char was on her period and they got intimate, and dan, being inclined to use his mouth down there, Licked A Drop. not out of his own desire to do so, he just thought it was the right thing to do. and char was equals ways stunned, horrified and disgusted. (and miles straight up had a freak out, calling dan a sick fuck, etc. dan was like ???) so yeah, thats a no go for her. period sex? yes. but keep your damn mouth away from there, thats icky

Who initiated the relationship? Who kissed who first?  When did they realize they were in love?

i think char’s the one who’s gonna ask dan out first. and kiss him first (limbo char is making up for lost fucking time, my dude)

oh sometime on the boat, for sure. i think dan was in love with char after knowing her a week. char i’d give her 1 or 2 more weeks on top of that. they both decided to keep it to themselves out of a mix of insecurity and guilt

thank you for your time!

#lost headcanons #theres some pretty riske stuff in here #i don't u don't mind #i think about these two Like That a lot #annnyways #forgive the lateness of my reply #i'd forget the message was there and then when i'd see it i'd be wearily like ''ugh not now'' #been sleeping a lot #milesdanielcharlotte

[smile4meimagines]

could i get some nsfw headcanons for kamal with a virgin s/o? especially where the s/o has a huge praise kink (and is also chubby with she/her pronouns but those two bits arent 100% necessary). yall are the first imagines for sfm that ive seen be down for nsfw so thank you for letting me indulge in my thirst here ggdfhjkkigdsdjj,,,,,

Mod HB: Anon...thank you so much for this ask holy macaroni. We all gotta indulge a little thirst now and then haha. Hope you enjoy hun!

Mod Gay: Kamal,,, baaabe! we’re gonna put these under a read more just in case aa,,

Kamal w/ a virgin!S/O 

Headcanons:

He would be VERY nervous, he wouldn’t want to hurt you in anyway...and maybe it’s his first time as well.

It would start off very gentle and slow, slowly stroking your hips. Kissing you neck, peppering you in kisses.

He would definitely worship you and your body! All the more to cuddle!

He loves how soft you are, he’ll happily lie in your lap. Cuddling your thighs whilst complimenting your figure. Murmuring of course since he’s a little flustered.

He loves holding your hand. Any position he can be in where he gets to squeeze your hand, bring it to his mouth to kiss it? He’s all over that.

When you’re both comfortable he’ll ask you for a safe word. Just in case, if you’re in pain or you just feel uncomfortable with the situation. He would completely understand!

OBVIOUSLY PROTECTION, and lotsa lube...flavoured? Plain? ….Maybe he’d like toothpaste flavour….

Would definitely start of by slowly fingering you, then perhaps when you or him are comfortable he would eat you out. Gently, he wouldn’t want to scare you. And he’s probably never really done anything like this before. You’re special! And he wants you to know it.

When things get really heated, he just loves burying his face into your neck, or pressing his forehead to yours and mumble praise after praise. He’ll talk about how amazing you are, how lucky he is to have you and everything else he can think of.

He would ask you which position you would like to be in, happily going with it. It would start slow at first, but if you ask him to go faster he won’t hesitate.

He’ll try his best to pleasure you first, you are the priority right now considering it’s your first time. He wants you to remember it!

AFTERCARE: He would run you a bath, gently massaging you back, hips etc. Kissing your head.If you like hot chocolate or any hot drink he’ll grab it for you! Then you’ll both cuddle and talk for awhile until you both drift off to sleep. Also if he doesn’t have work the next day he will try and make you breakfast in bed.

~Mod HB and Mod Gay

#smile34me #smile 34 me #smile34me kamal #Smile34me Kamal x reader #headcanon