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loversmore · 19 days
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💌❤️‍🩹 happy happy day <3 :(
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11:11 ❤️‍🩹🩹🧶🖇. happy happy day back 🏔🎠🗺 <3
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privitivium · 1 month
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Oblivious Male reader being in a marriage with a yandere who is so much bigger than him but is a slut for him behind closed doors(ofcourse since reader is oblivious to everything Yan!Husband has to always be the one to initiate sex). One day male reader just went out to buy something from the convenience store and when walking back encountered a woman trying to flirt with him but ofcourse M reader just thought that she was just asking for directions, but he is kinda weirded out cause why does she have to touch his chest if she just needed directions? After that interaction M reader continued to walk back home and once he arrived he was welcomed by ofcourse his yandere husband(and his tiddies on readers face 😺), he then started to talk about the things he bought from the convenience store and also telling Yan!Husband about the woman he encountered earlier on the way home that asked for directions and telling him how she was weirdly touching his chest, as soon as reader said that yan!Husband's smile twitched and sweetly asked "honey, Did you get her name?" Then reader saying no and saying that he didnt ask since she was just a stranger after all and going to his room to change. Meanwhile Yan!Husband is fuming and is sure that he will be torturing someone later when ofcourse his dear M reader is asleep. :)
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(hey! Sorry if it's too long :(. Anyways how are you? ^^)
so lovely. i'm doing pretty alright - overwhelmed but that is nothing new!! I love this,,,....... thank you 💌
yandere husband x oblivious husband reader!!!
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he loved you. he loves you-! correction, he was utterly fucking obsessed with you. your doting husband... so kind and sweet to you, so much bigger than you were!! so tall your face only comes up to his pecs that he often smothers you in, snickering devilishly as he hugs your face into him - and no one would ever suspect him being such a fucking whore behind closed doors, that's rightㅡ! begging for your seed in the bedroom,,, panting like a dog as he rides you,,, so eager for you to fill him up, so happily parting his lips to catch remnants of your seed - whining,,, you love your husband. and he,,, loving how unmindful - heedless you were. he doesnt quite mind having to be the one to initiate sex, as he likes flustering you before you confidently take the reins as he so begs,,,
yet, it was a little embarrassing to hear your husband beg for your cum,,, but you abide by his wishes without complaint. you could never complain about him-!! he was everything you've ever wanted in a lover... he was so affectionate, caring, thoughtful... god how could you not be so utterly in love with him as he was with you??!! i mean - it's obvious who loves the other more... threatening to do anything it takes just to keep you happy...
you would never suspect him ever harming others for your own benefit, right? you would never know how absolutely fucking jealous he was, right??? he figures noㅡno, you would never quite figure it out - being a little heedless to flirtation and seducing strangers... good thing he's always by your side, darling husband...
her shoulder nearly brushed against yours - she was talking about something, uhm... you couldn't really understand her, her voice was low and whispery - on purpose??? and she was gesturing her hand around... touching on your shoulder - fingertips gliding to your chest, smiling so widely with a slight blush in her cheeksㅡoh!
ㅡ"to the store? by yourself???" he was apprehensive, but relents with a gentle huff seeing how excited you were to do something for him,,, you're just so cute. so eager to please him as he pleases you so in the bedroom,,,...
bidding you goodbye with a sloppy kiss on your lips, mwah-! you were rather ecstatic, shopping for your husband with a lil note with all the groceries you were tasked to get... it was a rather quick trip - humming to yourself as you cross the surprisingly not busy intersection to get home - and at a stoplight, where a woman was waiting for the light to change. A STRANGER! your husband told you he didnt like you talking to strangers, so you try to do as he wants - to not interact. except she was... coming closer. obnoxiously close.
ㅡ"oh, sorry, are you asking for directions?" you pause, assessing the woman - her eyes half lidded and her lips almost pouty. "hnn.. the directions to your place?" she tries, grinning widely - uagh, whats she doing? being all weird and touching you - "yeah, so-" you're taking a guess - she looks like she enjoys colorful places afterall, due to her rather colorful outfit... "you gotta go down the street there if you wanna get down to the main street. it's got a great selection of clothing shops." you continue, nonchalantly, while nodding toward the other street. "great food, too." short, straight to the point..
ㅡshe seemed to take the hint, a hint you didnt even know you ere giving - and she nods, bidding you goodbye - and walks opposite of you... hn. Strange Encounter... not one to dwell on such meaningless things, you continue home when the light turns, carrying your bags of groceries happily and finally making it to your home which you shared with your beloved, who opened the door when you ere barely making it up the walkway-!
"awh, thank goodness..." his husband greets you lovingly at the door as you near; looking relieved as he pulls you into a fond embrace - knowingly burying your face in his pecs. "i was getting worried about you!!" he cries out, burying his face into your head, inhaling your scent and relaxing with solace noe that you were home in his arms at last!
"oh, i'm sorry..." your voice muffled as you were buried in your husbands rather voluptuous chest he liked for you to fondle in bed - he parts, still keeping a grip on you to let you continue;; "yes, it took longer than anticipated, i'm sorry." you reached up - a soft mwah leaving your lips after you kiss his husbands' flushed cheek affectionately - bags crinkling in handㅡ"it's alright, my sweet. you know how i get..." he hums, pulling you in and closing the door behind you; petting you - how he gets... all jealous and concerned like a total fucking mama bear?? you had no idea. before you visibly brightened - leaning up and kissing him firmly beforeㅡ
"ah - look what i got you-!" so happily pushing past him and into the kitchen - setting the groceries on the counter before digging in one specific bag - a gift of food! pulling it out so excitedly and offering it to him - his face burning with bashfulness as he gently plucks the sweet treat from your hands;; looking thoughtful and flustered,,, and leaning over to gently kiss your neck before you continuedㅡaccidentally stepping out of the way of his kiss,,,
he leans over - getting his kiss, planting one affectionately on the nape of your neck before pulling away; "did anything interesting happen while you were at the store, honey?" he questions inquisitively, beginning to help unpack the couple other bags you brought -
"i also got your favorite uh- creamer, i noticed you needed more," listing off various other groceries you had gotten - before remembering-! "ah, and also, some woman after i left came up to me asking for directions?" you narrow your eyes, trying to remember as you turn to your husband - "she was really close and started touching my chest, but then she left after i gave her directions. it was a bit weirdㅡ"
ㅡhuh? a woman - touching your chest?????
"oh,, really?" he hummed, jaw tensing - touching your chest? his chest??? - appearing delighted at your adventure, fuming at hearing what this bitch did to his darling husband... this is why he should accompany you everywhere...!! despite his jealousy... he decides to let you go off to the supermarket by yourself - and look what happens. that's alright, he doesn't blame you... you are quite the catch, and he's so happy that he has you all to himself. he just wishes other people knew that by taking a look at your left hand ‐ those bitches!! ㅡ "did you happen to get her name, hun?" he questions delicately, brushing his fingertips underneath your eye softly, looking attentive as he studies your facial features.
you hum in denial, blinking at him - thoroughly enjoying his gentle, fleeting touch tracing your cheek, "eh, no... i didn't askㅡ" furrowing your eyebrows in mild confusion - should you have? it didn't seem like the conversation was going anywhere to friendship... "no, no you shouldnt have..." he coos sweetly, humming in agreement and reaching over;; pecking him on the lips, molding them together before sauntering away towards your bedroom whilst loosening your collar - husband, fuming in place and wondering how to hack the camera feed of the downtown streets to find that stupid fucking bitch putting her hands on his manㅡ
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b1mbodoll · 2 months
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wolf hybrid! jake gettin’ needy and possessive when the two of you get home from spending time with panther hybrid! jay :( you’re barely inside before he stuffs his face in the crook of your neck, licking and sucking at the soft skin until jay’s lingering scent drives him nuts, ugly jealousy rearing its head causing him to paw at your tits and press deep bites along the expanse of your throat, running his tongue over the wounds and moaning when the metallic taste of blood fills his mouth.
he’s so impatient, forcing you to present for him right there in your living room, the hardwood floor uncomfortable beneath you but you know better than to misbehave when he gets like this and your cunt’s aching to be filled.
jake wastes no time mounting you, sliding his girthy cock between your wet folds and a drawn out whine is all he can manage, mind foggy as he humps you.
he doesn’t let himself cum though, not until the desire to breed you takes over and he’s clumsily slipping his cock deep inside your needy pussy, giving you no time to get used to his size, fucking into you and grunting out apologies because he knows it’s too much for you.
jake cums first, shallowly rocking his hips as his knot inflates and keeps him buried in your hole, the tip of his cock piercing your cervix and allowing for his thick seed to flood your womb. you nearly lose consciousness, tongue lolling out and your eyes fluttering as your own orgasm washes over you, walls squeezing his length and taking everything he has to offer.
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specialgrades · 10 months
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Not really a request but what are your headcanons on the JJK men's dick sizes?
OHOHO cracks knuckles i can do that. going full in like nanami should be in me rn dick-scriptions time
characters: gojo satoru, geto suguru, nanami kento, toji fushiguro, sukuna, choso, atsuya kusakabe
GOJO SATORU : a bit above average, a good 6.5 ~ 7in. slight curve upwards. a good 2.5 ~ 3.5in thick. pretty pink flush on the tip, shaft a few shades darker than his skin tone. cut. carpets match the drapes of course, he keeps it trimmed. fun trail tell me i'm wrong (i'm not). super sensitive vein on the underside. sensitive thighs too. grower.
GETO SUGURU : honestly, average cock size. he rounds up to five inches but we all know it's 4 3/4. two inches thick. like gojo, a nice pink flush and a few shades darker. no curve. for sure has a piercing, prince albert probably; silver jewelry. uncut. not a jungle, mildly maintained. sensitive head, especially with the piercing. shower.
NANAMi KENTO : nothing overwhelming, though still impressive. 7.5in long, 3in thick. cut, duel toned because of it. top half is more pink than the rest. short trim. curve to the left. right under the head is the key, he'll bite back a really embarrassing noise if you focus there. grower.
TOJi FUSHiGURO : i pray for y'all toji simps for real, cause fuck. 8.5in easy. 4 inches thick minimum. man built like a tripod. uncut, darker with red undertones. upwards curve. jacob's ladder. three of 'em. this man doesn't shower i'm so sorry. two prominent veins when you pull back the foreskin, sensitive but he'll never show it. shower.
SUKUNA : i pray for y'all as well. find a pringles can. it's bigger. ten inches long, four inches thick. curves upwards and a tad to the right. cut, pale so it gets a nice flush. his tattoos make an appearance, wrapping around the shaft a few times. grower thank god.
CHOSO : average length, 5.5in but thick. four inches. curve to the right, uncut. darker than his skin tone by around four shades. not super trimmed, a delicious fun trail leading to a mild bush. mildly sensitive head, though go for his navel and you'll get a lovely show of him getting all breathy and twitching. shower.
ATSUYA KUSAKABE : i've only just met this man but i want him. carnally. so... six inches in length and 2.5 in width. cut, duel toned though you can't really tell until he's flushed and the top half goes a pretty dark pink. like choso, tasteful amount of hair with the fun trail. one prominent vein that's sensitive, under the head too. grower.
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nope-nora · 2 months
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happy valentine’s day!
Tia Williams, Seven Days in June | Mikko Harvey, “For M” | Niall Horan, “You Could Start A Cult” | @mjalti | Catullus, 48 | Queen Charlotte: A Bridgerton Story | @kanyasstuff | @chloeinletters | Plutarch, Moralia | @/vwictims on X
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sieung · 14 days
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SIEUN ✦ FANCY
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imrllytootiredforthis · 6 months
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sub yuta okkotsu agenda 😔
no bc i got THOUGHTS, i got so many thoughts about my babygirl named yuuta okkotsu, you don't even UNDERSTAND how badly i want him
him in the movie-*aggressive eye twitch*, his big sweet innocent puppy eyes-fuck it just *short circuits*
AND THEN afterwards when he's his anxious, tired, emo self (me too fr), like he's still just my cutie patootie and it's a literal CRIME how little sub fics of him there are bc take one look at that baby AND TELL ME that he is a daddy dom in bed-you'd be lying to yourself and me-and we do not tolerate lying in this house
no but fr, he is not domming for his life. a service top-perhaps, he would still cry a lot though and if you were making HIM fuck YOU he would beg for you to just take over, his arms shaking on either side of your head as he tries to make you feel good. because it's not the same like this-he wants you to fuck him, he wants to ride you as your hands grope over his body, he wants to pinned against a wall and fucked hard and rough within an inch of his life.
babyboy just wants to be loved and taken care of by his so
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a-kaash-me-outside · 1 year
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hiya babe, so sorry to do 2 asks in 1 day but what’s your thoughts on chubbychaser!atsumu or chubbychaster!osamu? not even as a fic, just a general drabble i’d SCRUMM IT UP!!!
- m 🐇💌
<3 hello!!! ~~ never apologize, i love the asks babe, send em all omg.
i absolutely wrote this instead of writing the last chapter of a bit dirty, but we're not going to talk about that or mention that or worry about that <3 <3 <3
i don't know if anyone KNOWS THIS / COULD TELL but i always write chubby coded readers? it's not usually apparent until you read smut and i don't put a lot of details in there necessarily, but the little details are there. i've never mentioned it before this, but thought it's a nice little bit of information if anyone was curious. (it's just bc i am! and so! that's how i write my reader <3)
but i do have a lot of thoughts about this, okay. SPECIFICALLY about <3 osamu <3 i actually was (am?) going to write an entire thing about certain hq men that i think could handle a chubby reader (bokuto, osamu, kuroo, iwaizumi... if you're curious)
BUT YKNOW, now that i'm thinking about atsumu with a chubby afab reader, i really do be havin' some thoughts??
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idk if you wanted nsfw thoughts, but that's what you're going to get, minors dni thanks ♡ (nsfw atsumu with a chubby reader hcs under the cut)
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♡ absolutely obsessed with your plush thighs, loves grabbing at them and laying his head on them and slapping them and fucking them, lasted an embarrassingly short amount of time the first time he slid his cock between your soft, fat thighs, squeezed them tightly around his throbbing length and came between them, cooing at you about how perfect and soft and pretty they are
♡ the first time that he asks you to sit on his face, you hesitate for a fraction of a second and he picks up on it. he's serious at first, asking you what's wrong and why you don't want to, but when you tell him why you're nervous, he gets dramatic, asking you what the fuck do you mean you'll suffocate him? that's exactly the fucking point.
♡ loves fucking you from behind, bending you over, slipping his cock inside of you without even looking and then fucking you so hard that your ass shakes, loves the noises that it makes when his hips slam against the fat of your ass and how red your skin gets from how harsh his thrusts are into you, cannot get enough of the sight of your ass jiggling every time he bottoms out inside of you
♡ can make himself come just by rubbing his cock between your fat lips, gets so fucking turned on watching his length slide against your pussy, swallowed by your puffy lips, so fucking sloppy, places his hand on top of his cock to force it between your folds, fucks against his palm and the mess you've made, and then comes all over your cute cunt and your stomach
♡ cannot get enough of the weight of you on his hips while you ride him, every time you slam back down onto his cock and the backs of your thighs slap against his hips, you can feel him twitch inside of you, fucking loves the feeling of you letting yourself fall back onto him, the tiny breaths that come out of you when you feel him so deep inside of you, the beads of sweat that form on his stomach when he lifts his hips up with you seated in his lap
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pasteilian · 22 days
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P—Plz..No more
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god-u · 6 months
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am i normal or did i just spend over 4 hours making a limoreau playlist?? 🙂 you tell me 🤭
I love my girl, she’s my boy (hope y’all enjoy 💗)
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loversmore · 6 months
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but, honestly, baby, who's counting? (not me apparently)
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dairyminki · 9 months
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this heavily reminds me of my san series ngl
✨️ part of my 300 milestone event 🪄
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title: make it up to you
pairing: choi san x gn!reader
genre: established relationship, fluff to suggestive real quick
warning/s: use of pet names (baby, babe, kitten)
wc: 879
a/n: hello hello to one of my fave persons here! this is just one of the many pics u sent me sooo sit back and enjoy ig?? helpsksks i'm really thankful for that san series of urs btw cos it was the reason we both started talking hehet,,,anyway! i hope u like this one luvv <333 and yes the pic do be rlly reminding me of ur san im screaming this was not so nice of u
*reblogs and feedbacks are highly appreciated!
San chuckles, hearing the frustrated huffs that manage to escape your mouth every now and then. He could practically see from the vanity mirror, currently in front of him, the little pout on your lips as well as your arms that are crossed against your chest.
You were already in bed, dressed in your bluish sanrio themed pajamas and—he bets—you're absolutely warm and comfortable under the comforter right now. Although, your furrowed brows say otherwise.
"What's my kitten pouting for, hmm?" San coos, a hint of teasing present in his tone. He has his head slightly angled to the right as he eyes his newly moisturized face in the mirror, two fingers pressing on his lips.
The thing is, he's currently intently admiring his no makeup face and he's not trying to deny that because—damn, he does look great.
You always tell him this, and there are still times that he can't quite put himself to believe it—not tonight though, obviously.
"If there's someone who resembles a cat more, between the two of us, it's gotta be you, Choi San."
San stills in his seat and his self-admiration comes to a halt.
You…
You just called him, San. Not sweetie, not darling, not bubba, and most of all, you didn't call him, Sannie.
Rather, you referred to him with his government name, and this was enough to relay to him just how deep your growing annoyance with him is now.
"Baby…" San softly says, he briefly lifts his butt off the stool as he turns to fully face you.
But when you make no effort to reply and simply cover your face with the comforter instead, he stands up and makes his way over to the bed.
San keeps sweetly uttering the endearment until the mattress dips due to his added weight and until the very moment that he's already laying beside you.
A whine comes out of San's mouth when he sees that you've managed to steer clear of his not so subtle attempt of caging you in his arms. You avoided him by rolling towards your left and viola!—you're now a human sized burrito.
"Baby!"
"Don't baby me!"
"But you're my baby!" San whines even louder.
"Yeah? And you kept this baby waiting for an hour when you promised you'd be done for only a few minutes," You argue, prying off the comforter from your face—San takes note of your slightly red face with a smile—your movements, sharp.
"Babe, I had to make sure that I've wiped every ounce of makeup from my face. Plus, I wanted to be presentable enough for you since we haven't seen each other for like a week," San squeaks, and he sees that you're trying your very best not to roll your eyes at him.
Instead, you scoff.
"You're pretty handsome already, Sannie. I always tell you that."
Ah, now there's that nickname he loves hearing.
Now lying on his side, San musters all the strength needed to pull you towards him—though, he didn't really need that much to do so. This action causes your body to be unwrapped from the comforter and ends with your face flat against his rock hard chest. San laughs when he hears you mutter an 'oof,' and then wastes no time to wrap you in his arms and entangle his legs with yours.
You were now his prey, trapped, and if he's merciful enough, he might just be contented in giving you a few kisses to make it up to you—despite your cute whines—for just a few seconds and then release you from his cage-like embrace, and call it a night, afterwards.
"Ou shmell good." San hears your muffled voice, and he giggles because of the light vibration your voice just made against his chest. And then you're pushing yourself away from him at arm's length, staring up at him.
"Have you been working out more, by the way? Your chest is…" You pause to clear your throat. "...rock solid." You continue, blushing.
San does his absolute best to stay calm despite your comment and your now flustered face. Instead, he makes it a mission to tuck every stray hair that fell and covered your face, behind your ear, and not meeting your eyes while he does so. And he was doing great, very great.
Well, that was until one of your hands gripped his muscly arm, and the other started playing at the neckline of his black tank top.
It's safe to say that the tables have turned and San was now the flustered one.
He is now the prey as he finally locks his eyes with yours. The dark gaze you were wearing was a clear indication that it won't just be cute kisses tonight—but rather, a hot long night filled with further lingering touches and kisses trailing down—
"Make it up to me?"
But, oh—San is very willing to make it up to you, alright. In fact, he might just not show mercy after all.
San hears you murmur, which enticingly pulls him out of his reverie. And then it happens so quickly, with San barely having any time to blink, that now you're already straddling his hips. San's chest heaves at the sight of you on top of him.
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b1mbodoll · 5 months
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Matthe hcs? Or literally any zb1 I BEG
pairings: seok matthew, kim taerae x f! reader
warnings: size kink + breath play + strength kink + impact play + oral + dacryphilia + degradation + sadist! taerae + ruined orgasms + omorashi
💌: chose matt n taerae bc the brain rot has been awful :D also thank u to my beloved lil bella (@bubbleseo) for letting me use an idea we talked abt in dm’s !!! be sure to follow her i <3 her writing ‘nd she has the best thoughts ever ૮꒰。• ༝•꒱ ა ♡ ૮꒰•༝ •。꒱ა
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˚ʚ seok matthew ɞ˚
❤︎₊ ⊹ matthew’s strength kink ties into his size kink. he loves how easily he can toss you around because he’s just so much stronger than you <3 he’s hunky and beefy and absolutely ripped, using his strength to his advantage by slapping you across the face when you get a little too mouthy for his taste, eyes watering and cheek stinging. despite the pain you clench your thighs, squirming a little and moaning each time he hits you, becoming more and more desperate to feel his cock inside of you and filling you up
❤︎₊ ⊹ he’s a fan of breath play as well. wraps a strong arm around you, tucked beneath your chin and flexes, restricting your oxygen intake and making you claw at his bicep. you’re never able to make him stop though, forced to gasp and struggle for breath until he decides you’ve had enough, your cunt dripping and chest heaving when he lets you go. matthew’s kind of a meanie, but only sometimes! like when you go down on him, deepthroating his cock ‘nd gagging around him, knowing how much he likes hearing you struggle to take him. if you try pulling off before makin’ him cum he just lays a heavy hand on the back of your head, using his strength to force his length down your throat. he pinches your nose and uses you like a cocksleeve until he blows his load and his cum floods your mouth, not bothering to check whether you’re conscious or not.
❤︎₊ ⊹ while he does enjoy titles like sir or daddy, he prefers hearing you moan his name while he’s fucking you. he likes knowing that he’s the one making you feel good and every little whimper or mewl of “matty please” and breathy moan of his full name makes him crazy, bucking his hips wildly to draw more cries from you and grunting when your hands find their way to his biceps, digging your nails into them and making him hiss, cock twitching inside of you because he loves the pain and little reminders of you littered all over his body
˚ʚ kim taerae ɞ˚
❤︎₊ ⊹ taerae is such a sweetheart but there’s something about him that screams sadist to me. he gets off on your pain and humiliation, cock impossibly hard when you start to cry as he degrades you, calling you his dumb little breeding bitch and slamming his cock into you harshly. each thrust is powerful, the fat tip of his dick kissing your cervix every he pushes his length deep inside and ripping squeals from you.
❤︎₊ ⊹ he likes making you feel so good it hurts, forcing you to cum for him over and over until you’re shaking and tears are streaming down your cheeks. it doesn’t matter how much you beg him to stop because you’re a toy for his pleasure and if he wants to use you until you’re nothin’ but a cockdrunk dummy then that’s what he’s gonna do <3 but if you struggle or push him away, taerae gets even meaner. he’ll bury his face between your thighs and lap at your cunt, wrapping his lips around your clit and bringing you closer to the edge, pulling away right before your orgasm hits to slap your sore pussy, sobs and wails like music to his ears.
❤︎₊ ⊹ there’s nothing he loves more than dumping his piss inside your messy little cunt :( he fucks you from behind, each thrust calculated and powerful, making you sigh and whine softly. you’re so dumb for thinkin’ he’s nice enough to fuck you without an ulterior motive, and it shows when your pussy clenches around him as your orgasm washes over you, pushing yourself back onto him and focusing on making him cum. he lets you enjoy yourself for a bit until the pressure on his bladder is too much to bear and he’s draping himself over you before letting go. his piss is warm and you can feel the steady stream splash inside of you, moaning loudly at the feeling. “you’re so fucking nasty,” he spits, teeth clenched as his hips stutter, pelvis wet with cum and piss. “aren’t you ashamed? can’t believe my princess enjoys bein’ used like this.” taerae’s words have your lip wobbling, eyes squeezed shut as you try not to cry but he doesn’t stop, he won’t until you’re sobbing so hard your body shakes. “this is what you were made for, isn’t that right?” you nod in reply, cunt clenching around him and milking his cock until you’re so full his piss leaks out of you, pooling on the bedsheets below.
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russellius · 1 year
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY GEORGE RUSSELL!      ↳ February 15th, 1998
“And I’m like “bro, [driving an F1 car] is not like driving down to the supermarket.”
“Every single situation I try to take in my stride. I never believe in good luck or bad, you get what you deserve and get out of life what you put into it. My aspirations and goals are clear. I want to become world champion and I want to find myself in the car that will give me the best opportunity to achieve that.”
“It’s just been such an emotional roller coaster and journey for all of us from go-karting, travelling up and down the country in the camper van with my parents, to the support my brother and sister gave me, and the support my girlfriend’s given me throughout this whole season. It’s not a straighforward life in Formula 1. We’re all living our dreams, but your emotions vary substantially based on performance. And you’re coming home from a weekend either very happy and things are good, or coming home pretty disappointed and that’s difficult for everybody, and I feel that for all of us.”
“I’d say ‘blimey’ is a bit more of a disbelief in something. ‘Crikey’ I think is more of like a shock.”
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wonjns · 2 years
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pipes ♭
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pairing; wen junhui x male reader
genre; smut
summary; you expected your day to get worse after finding your clogged and leaky sink,,, what you didn't expect was your day getting a million times better by doing something about it... or, having someone else do something bout it.
includes; bottom!reader, plumber!jun, grinding, man handling, muscle kink, implied blowjob, unprotected sex (dont irl!!)
wc; 3.5k
notes; requested by anon ✓ "Can I request a Junhui oneshot (smut)? Where the reader have a clug on his sink and he called a plumber which is Jun who was looking hot that the reader attempt to wear a very short clothes to catch Jun's attention." // WHEHEH jun is so hot hdhgsghs i feel bad taking FOREVERRR to write this but i sure did enjoy it, even though im 80% sure this is trashhh.... BUT i love writing for svt !!!
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you sighed, looking down at your kitchen sink, the 99th problem you've had today.
this was absolutely the last thing you needed. school was a mess, your part-time job was a hot mess, and your recent breakup was an absolute travesty - to put it in simple terms.
amidst your currently stressful and hectic day to day life, you were at least grateful you had the comfort of your own little adorable, freshly rented apartment. it was the only thing you were in complete control of - the designs, the furniture, the decor, how much art you hung, how many plushies you owned; it was like your own little realm, your safe haven.
so, now that your safe haven had internal leaking and busted pipes, you might actually pull your hair out.
you face palmed yourself, and after 30 minutes of whining in isolation, you managed to call a plumbing service. it would probably cost a fortune, but it wasn’t like this was something you could just avoid. you had never called a plumber on your own before, so all you could do was pray it was worth it and that it wasn’t some scam despite all the skepticism that lied in the forefront of your mind.
you could see the whole scene play out now - some hefty man who would probably smell like fresh manure and saggy pants would roll up to your apartment, track mud inside through some gigantic sloppy boots, break apart your sink, and then charge you nearly a thousand dollars for a $100 job.
well, it seemed you learned nothing in grade school about judging stereotypes, because when you heard a soft ding dong, you would’ve never expected the sight before you.
standing beyond your door frame was a tall, slightly tanned man with what had to be the most attractive eyes you’d ever seen. he sported a clean dyed blonde undercut, with dangerously sexy darker roots. his facial features were small and his shoulders were wide,,, really wide. his one piece denim jumpsuit flaunted his legs, the longest ones you’ve seen in a hot minute.
he looked around your age, much younger than expected for a plumber, and as your eyes raked over his body, his proportions seemed a little too unreal. and even though his frame was clothed, you couldn’t help but notice how muscular his thighs-
focus.
“hello, sir.” he spoke politely but nonchalantly, a lollipop loosely hanging from his lips.
his greeting fell upon deaf ears, as you just stood there gawking for a moment.
he must’ve seen you staring and assumed you found him rude, as he furrowed his eyebrows for a second before removing the lollipop from his lips and brightening his tone.
“hello, sir? i’m jun from proxy plumbing inc. i’m here for the call about your sink?”
you blinked a couple times, shooting your eyes back up to meet his. you offered a sheepish smile, a bit embarrassed.
“yes! sorry, come right on in...” you finally responded, stepping aside to allow him entrance.
jun smiled back at you before plopping the lollipop back in his mouth, reaching down to pick up a huge back of equipment that you had been too easily distracted to notice.
the taller male followed you through your cozy apartment, eyeing the abstract art on the wall and plush stuffed animals mounted on ledges and counters.
cute, he thinks.
“so, i’m not really sure what’s wrong with it, but the lady from your office said something about an internal leakage on the phone?” you spoke when you reached the kitchen. 
jun nodded. “mind if i take a look?”
setting his bag down, the sandy blonde dug inside and fished a flashlight. he loomed over your sink, arching over to shine his light down the drain and get a good look.
you were originally standing next to him, growing a bit flustered at how he practically towered over you. you stepped back so he could have space to better examine your sink - at least that’s what you told yourself. of course, it was only a coincidence that you stepped far enough back to see his round butt fit tight against his jumpsuit. geez, you’re such a perv.
you’re once again snapped out of your trance from his physique as he shoots back up to give you a debriefing of what exactly was wrong with your sink. you listened along, nodding as he spewed terms you had no idea about and honestly weren’t interested in learning. your gaze simply remained transfixed on his pink lips as he spoke, lightly glistening from sucking on his lollipop.
“alright, mr. y/n, i’ll go ahead and start the repair.”
“sounds good- oh, and just y/n is fine, if you want.” you offer with a friendly smile, maybe too friendly.
“okay, y/n.” he returns your flirty smile, and you swore you saw a wink for a split second.
as he got started, he opened up the bottom cabinet below the sink, and started... unzipping his jumpsuit? you froze in place, watching the metallic zipper fly down the middle of his torso, stopping just at his waist. he freed his arms through their loops, exposing his toned biceps through the lightly tattered white tank top he wore underneath.
his lollipop danced between his lips as he tied the now loose arm flaps tightly around his waist, revealing how thin it actually was in comparison to his broad shoulders. damnit, how was a plumber so sculpted.
he looks up, quirking an eyebrow curiously at you when he catches your lingering stare on the delicious curves of his arms. you immediately turned around after getting busted, wanting to avoid risking him seeing the blush you felt sneaking its way to your cheeks.
“o-okay then, i’ll just be in my room... finishing some work... holler if you need anything.”
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you splashed water on your face in your bathroom. looking at yourself in the mirror, you cursed. you were a mess.
only 10 minutes into ‘finishing some work’, which actually consisted of stealing glimpses of the tall, lean, muscular man under your sink every couple of seconds, you felt a warmth in your stomach that just wouldn’t leave.
there was no way you were turned on by your plumber.
you gently smacked your palm against your face, trying to make yourself snap out of it. you were just tired. yeah,, that was it. you were just exhausted from managing school and work and were feeling the lonely withdrawals of dealing with a breakup.
it had only been two weeks, after all. but it had been a total of four weeks since you got physical. a month without feeling the satisfying warmth of someone else wrapping you in their arms.
as you kept peaking at jun’s arms flexing while he worked, you couldn’t cease from imagining those arms being the ones to end your touch deprived streak, encasing you. you imagined him nuzzling his head in your neck and leaving hot, bubblegum scented kisses. you obviously noticed how undeniably skilled his hands were at working a wrench, you could only imagine how it would feel for him to be skillfully stroking your-
y/n. focus.
you changed out of your work clothes and put on some short gym shorts and a loose tank top, hoping the air condition would cool you down.
this man was here for a job. that’s it. he was going to fix your sink and you both would carry on about your days, business as usual. it was immature to let your fantasies run wild about some stranger that was only at your place for professional reasons - plumbing nonetheless, arguably the most unromantic scenario possible.
you got a grip on reality. the reality that any mature, adult man would be responsible and not go out there to flirt with employees, no matter how badly you wanted to.
“y/n~~” jun called from the kitchen, almost playfully.
“yes?” you respond from your room.
“come talk to me, i’m bored.”
....fuck the reality.
you couldn’t have moved fast enough back into the kitchen. when you arrived, laptop being held balanced on one of your forearms, you leaned against one of the cabinets.
jun’s jumpsuit, while still tied, had significantly lowered on his waist. it seemed he was getting quite the work out dealing with your pipes, as his white tank stop started to cling to his torso through a layer of sweat. oh god, this was terrible. his chest and pecs was nearly in full view, his abs taking the chance to peak through the transparent white as well.
you begged your eyes to behave, maintaining eye contact with jun as he lifted his head to watch you walk in. a little smirk played on his lips, satisfied at how soon you arrived.
“isn’t it a little unprofessional that an employee is asking to be kept company while on the job?” you ask, a teasing tone dancing through your voice.
“i suppose... but it’s probably more concerning when the employer is undressing the worker with his eyes every 5 minutes.” jun quipped back, sitting up from his position under the sink.
your breath hitched, and you to cough a little, causing jun to chuckle.
“just kidding, i know you just want me to do a thorough job.” he continued, rummaging through his tool bag and grabbing some sharp pliers.
returning to his position on his back under your cabinets, his propped one of his legs up, spread just a little more than they needed to be. oh god, you really didn’t want him to leave.
you were stunned in a silence at his ‘joke’, before you began awkwardly laughing to play it off.
“right, of course. you know a lot of companies out here scam clueless customers like me, i just want to make sure my stuff is at least properly fixed.” you perked up, placing your laptop down on the counter.
“that’s true. you don’t have anyone here to help you figure this kinda stuff out?” he questioned, and you knew what was he was getting at.
“nah... my boyfriend and i broke up a couple weeks ago.” you admit, trying not to sound too defeated.
“boyfriend...” you hear jun mumble lowly.
“so does your girlfriend appreciate your handiness around the house?” you question, doing some of your own sleuthing.
jun chuckles at your question, you catching sight of his gorgeous whites even from under the sink.
“nah,, i’ve never had a girlfriend. not exactly into ‘em.” he casually responded, once again making your breath hitch. thankfully, you were more discreet this time.
you didn’t want to assume anything, but decided to test your theory further.
“really?? what’s a handsome guy like you doing without a girlfriend,, i bet the ladies are all over you.”
“they are, but i prefer when it’s the pretty boys.” he responds with an even more visible smirk on his face.
jun slightly lifts his upper body again to look at you, his shirt riding up just enough to expose a small patch of his toned torso. you noticed a small patch of dirt on one of his temples, and somehow it made him even sexier.
your thighs immediately squeeze together, and you fight to keep your jaw from fully dropping. his shamelessness only caused the heat in your stomach to burst into a flame, and there was no putting that shit out now.
the blonde chuckled more as he leaned back to continue his work, but you heard his laughing quickly cut short with a sharp “ow!”
your head shot back to him amidst your flustered state, noticing that he had lost his grip on the pliers and dropped them on his stomach.
it didn’t seem like it would hurt much, but the way jun grabbed the injured spot with a contorted face said otherwise.
“jun?? are you alright?!” asked, shuffling over to him concerned as he curled his body to the side.
he rubbed the area where the pliers fell, grunting.
“are you hurt? let me see.” you say, gently tugging his tattered shirt upwards.
“it’s really nothing,” he pants. “is just a-“
you pull his shirt up.
“scar.” you mutter softly, eyeing a faint, decently sized stripe that ran up the side of his torso.
“it was bad when i got it during a job a couple months ago, but it’s just a little sensitive now.” he spoke, his original cocky tone no where to be found.
you nodded. admittedly, it looked way cooler than it did painful, and you couldn’t help but feast your eyes on the rest of his exposed torso that it complimented. his skin was practically glowing - glistening from a thin sheet of sweat.
his eyes locked on to you as you gently reached out to feel along his scar, his toned abs lightly contracting at your gentle touch. you’d lie if you said you didn’t feel blood rush south as your hand glided over his muscles, taking the liberty to roam his bare chest.
eventually, he leaned up after fully discarding his shirt and was just letting you feel wherever you wanted. both of your breaths were becoming labored. his skin was so smooth, but his lean muscles were so firm.
you held your breath when you locked eyes. whatever was happening, there was no going back - your body kicking into autopilot as your fingers danced along his frame. you reveled in the feeling of his defined shoulders underneath your palms.
“does it still.. hurt?” you ask in a whisper.
“it.... uh... not anymore.”
those words were the last to be spoken before the whirlwind began.
only mere seconds had passed before you pressed against your cabinets in a heated kiss. jun’s lips desperately assaulted yours in a fury, and you returned the force with a hunger so strong you could feel your mind hazing over.
you were so lost in the warmth that was radiating from him to that you hadn’t even noticed jun hoisting you up against the wall and wrapping your legs around his waist.
a deep moan ripped from your throat as jun’s tongue invited itself into your mouth, swirling and sucking with a strength you couldn’t comprehend. jun must’ve been just as needy as you were, as you were reduced to squeezing him tightly in order to even keep up with his mouth’s tempo.
the older male’s fingers kneaded into your ass cheeks as one of your hands curled into his hair, allowing your free arm to drape over his broad shoulders and feel along the expanse of his smooth, exposed back. your eyes rolled to the back of your head when jun switched to sucking passionately on your neck’s pulse point, feeling your palm glide along his firm shoulder blade.
his skin felt so irresistibly good under your touch you swore you could’ve been daydreaming. 
he dug his head farther into your neck and couldn’t resist the urge to grind against your core after hearing your whimpers, which grew louder from the sensation his mouth was bringing your weak spot. the aroused groan that escaped jun’s throat from the friction of your bodies rubbing together only made more heat pool in your stomach.
the blonde lowered you back to the floor just long enough to pull your short-shorts down, revealing the bulging erection that prodded through your underwear. jun licked his lips seductively before looking at you again, a slow smirk growing on his face. you were busy panting from the intensity of it all, and he was reveling in seeing you so worked up. you couldn’t help yourself from whining once more from the silence and latching on to his biceps, pouncing back on him.
he caught you in his arms effortlessly, maintaining the god-forsaken smirk during your sloppy makeout when your legs returned to their place around his waist. you were shocked at the difference a singular layer could make, shamelessly obsessed w the pressure his abs were bringing your clothed cock.
“you’re driving me crazy, please take these off.” you groaned in between heated kisses, referring to his plumbing jumpsuit still tied around his waist.
“so shameless, mr. y/n. i didn’t expect such a needy client today.” he quirked back, only half-joking. he really didn’t expect his today to go like this, but who was he to complain. 
your face was glowing red from both embarrassment and libido as you were once again on your own feet, being dragged by the taller man to your bathroom. 
you were then immediately pressed up against the door, jun trapping your lips within his once more. you could still taste the faint flavor of his bubblegum lollipop, making him addicting enough to almost just want to stay like this forever. your greedy hands roamed over his tones torso once more, his body slightly wincing when you graced over the scar on his muscly torso again. 
you broke the kiss for air, but mostly to watch how his lean abs rippled under your touch. you couldn’t help but release another deep moan at the sight of his perfect body, and the grin on jun’s expectant face gave away his satisfaction of you practically drooling over him. 
however, he also noticed your disdain over the uniform pants he still wore, your slightly perverted mind running wild with the imagination of what he looked like underneath. 
“patience, baby, patience.” jun whispered slyly as he effortlessly lifted you yet again and placed you on the sink counter. 
he tugged at your underwear’s waistband before looking at you with lust-filled eyes, your pleading face begging him to continue. 
his warm mouth traced kisses down your thighs, that were seconds away from trembling, as he dragged the material down. jun discarded the boxers with ease, and dragged his tongue painfully slow up one of your calves and to your inner thigh. 
your throbbing erection begged for attention, yet he was determined not to give it anything more than a gentle peck on your shaft - an action that sent you nearly feral. if your thighs weren’t trembling before, they were now hosting a seismic earthquake as jun stood and removed his own plumber pants, his muscular thighs now on full display for your eyes. 
you whined and squirmed in place on the counter when you took in the size of his erect cock, it was beautiful. the idea of a man being built this perfect still couldn’t settle in your mind, and at this point every fiber of your being was aching for him. 
your gawking didn’t go unnoticed by jun, who finally returned your attention by grabbing your legs and dragging you to the edge of the sink. a deep sigh escaped the both of you as your now bare erection pressed up against his abs, and his member prodded at your entrance.  
jun’s eyes searched yours for confirmation, and when you desperately shook your head yes and clung to his shoulders for stability, he finally started pushing in. 
you moaned a little quick-- and too loud, for your own liking, but the immediate pleasure the stretch brought you was almost unbearable. it had been so long, and the more he filled you the more you felt like you were floating. you threw your neck back as he hilted inside you, him littering kisses and nips on your neck column.
he stood still for a while, not even hearing your pleas for him to move as he got lost in prodding his tongue and lips against your nipples. the stimulation was making your head spin and you really weren’t sure how much you could handle before you lost it. 
“j-jun, please.” you weakly whimpered, to which he happily obliged. 
and fuck, the talent in this man’s hips was unbelievable. once he started rolling his hips into yours, he didn’t miss your sweet spot a single time. 
you bit your lip to keep from emitting any more embarrassing noises, eventually opting to taking one of his own muscular pecs into your mouth, drawing out a groan from him instead. your ego boost with every deep sound he made, the vibration surging through his chest offering you even more pleasure. 
soon enough you met your climax, the feeling of your sensitive tip rubbing against the grooves of his abs proving to be more than enough to get you shooting white over them. 
jun’s name fell from your mouth endlessly as you struggled to catch your breath, causing him to slow to a stop after helping you riding out your high.
“attaboy,” he spoke, bathing in your fucked out face before placing a kiss on your cheek. “you did so well.” 
“but you didn’t finish..” you replied, feeling guilty after noticing you couldn’t hold out until he reached his own orgasm.
jun simply chuckled at you before helping you down from the sink and gently pushing you to your knees.
“its ok, you can help me.” he quipped. you looked up at him a bit confused, and he stroked a hand through your hair. 
safe to say the kitchen’s pipes weren’t the only ones clogged that day.
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youronlydarlin · 2 months
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can we get more Miss Laswell content please? wanna be a good boy for her so bad (⁠。⁠ノ⁠ω⁠\⁠。⁠)
-💌
EEEEEEE Who doesn't want to be good for Miss Laswell?
Always so understanding n' patient with you. Never has there been a time where your comfort isn't put first. Askin' for your opinion n' preferences on things, trivial or not. She's not usually very touchy, well, not in public at least. Preferring to remain professional, saccharine praises reserved only behind closed doors.
Limiting herself to a guiding hand against the small of your back. Occasionally tracing mindless shapes with the pads of her thumb. S' such a relaxing feeling. It never fails to make you melt. Practically purring at her gentle ministrations, making her coo softly at you. So adorable!!
S' not the case when you two are finally left alone, of course. After hours with Miss Laswell have always been entertaining. You get to see her unwind. See her when she's most vulnerable. She's the one melting into you this time!!
Head tucked into the warmth of your neck, her arms make a home around your waist. Regardless of not deeming yourself too heavy, she's making you sit on her lap. Yup. Or at the very least, if you're really against the idea then she'll have you seated by her side. Leg's over her's as she rubs at the skin. Singing praises about how much of a good boy/girl you are. There's no room for argument, when it comes to Miss Laswell.
"Sigh, sweetheart, I had the most exhausting day..."
"Yes, I know. I was there.."
a/n: ehehehe this was such a fun thing to write nonnie!! M' so incredibly soft for Miss Laswell, there's not enough content for her 🥺 Hope you liked this, love!!
Yours, truly,
–Dolly
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