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mrsriddlenott · 9 months

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Mattheo Riddle x Fem!reader

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Warnings:Language,Oral(m!receiving), Choking,Smut&Fluff,Aggressive Sex, Public Sex(kinda near the end), Pretty Much All Smut.

“Are you okay with this Princess?” Mattheo asked in a sigh as he removed his already unbuttoned shirt while walking towards you, “Maybe if they hear you screaming my name they’ll learn the importance of privacy. What do you think Baby?” He chuckled and smiled down at you, already knowing your answer as he lightly pushed you towards the glass door of the shower by your hips.

“Yes, I’m okay with it,” As soon as the words left your lips your back was being pushed against the cold glass as his lips attacked yours and his fingers fumbled with the buttons of your shirt before pulling it off and throwing it aside. As you reached for the buckle of Mattheo’s belt his lips started to roam up and down your neck before he chuckled against the bruised skin while grabbing your hands in one of his, stopping your actions.

“Did I tell you to do that yet Princess?” He asked, eyes locked onto yours as you shook your head no. “You know the rules Angel, speak when you’re spoken to,” His free hand snaked up from your hip to your neck in a flash as he spoke, “No Sir,” He smiled as you whispered your response before pulling you in by your neck to leave a soft kiss on your lips, “Mmmm…..I like Sir, you should use that more often.” He sighed and smiled as you batted your eyes up at him before speaking, “Only if you call me Angel more….Sir.”

Mattheo pulled your hands from his belt to pin them to the glass above your head as he hovered his lips above yours, “Anything for you Angel,” he whispered before slamming his lips into yours, dragging his tongue across your lower lip, begging for entrance as his hand left your neck to roam your body. He quickly tugged your skirt down and allowed it to bunch up on the ground, leaving you in your underwear before him before he pulled away from the kiss to admire your body, releasing your hands and leaning onto the countertop of the sink.

“Turn on the shower,” Mattheo demanded in a low voice as he brought his bottom lip between his teeth, letting his eyes wander down your body. You turned, feeling his eyes on you as you bent down, arching more than necessary to turn the knob to the perfect temperature. For a second you let the water wash over your shoulder as it fell from the head above you before turning back to Mattheo in the now see through material on your body.

“Fuck Princess,” He groaned with his eyes glued on the soaked white cotton on your chest, “The things you do to me,” He shook his head with a laugh as you batted your eyes at him teasingly. “What exactly is it that I do to you Mattheo?” You asked, feigning innocence as you bit your bottom lip, his eyes meeting yours as his dick twitched in his pants.

Mattheo chuckled softly as he slowly pushed himself from the countertop and approached you, reaching for your hand. “This is what you do to me,” He whispered as he pulled your hand to palm the bulge in his pants. “And this of course,” He sighed as he took your other hand and placed it on his chest above his raising heart.

You smiled up at him as you moved your hand along the hard bulge in his jeans, pulling a desperate moan close to a growl from him before he was gripping your throat tightly and pulling you in for a sloppy, unfocused kiss as your hand snaked around his neck to get lost in his hair. He groaned against your lips as you tugged on his curls before he spoke again, “Get on your knees for me please Baby,” He demanded with a wide smile and his forehead pressed against yours.

You slowly dropped to your knees, your hand trailing down his exposed torso as you did, letting your fingertips linger over his v-line, forcing a desperate sigh from him. You kept eye contact as you slowly started to unfasten his belt and zipper before he roughly took over, pulling his jeans and boxers down himself, “No time for teasing Princess,” Mattheo’s voice was desperate and demanding as he positioned himself in front of your lips.

You chuckled at his desperation as you pumped him slowly, spreading his pre-cum up and down his shaft. “You won’t be laughing in a second Angel, I can assure you of that.” He sighed out breathlessly before you licked up and down the slit on his tip, making him groan. You slowly took his head between your lips, sucking it softly and circling your tongue around it, as Mattheo watched you intently his dick twitch in your mouth from your maintained eye contact. You pulled away, still pumping him slowly before bringing your tongue to the base of his dick and trailing it up to his tip to take him in your mouth again. He hissed at the sensation, letting his head drop back, steading himself on the counter with one hand as he brought the other to tangle itself in your hair while you started to bob your head on him.

“Fuck Princess,” He sighed happily as you brought your hand up to pump what you couldn’t fit of him in your mouth, his hand in your hair guiding you up and down him at a steady pace. He moaned loudly as his tip hit the back of your throat repeatedly while he lightly thrusted himself in and out your mouth, making you gag around him.

“Fuck, get up here,” He sighed breathlessly as his hand that was tangled in your hair moved to grip your neck, pulling you roughly up to him and smashing his lips into yours. His tongue explored your mouth aggressively as his free hand immediately moved to unclasp your bra and yank your underwear down your legs. His lips trailed from yours to your jaw and down your neck as he threw your underwear aside with a smile. He left open mouthed kisses across your chest and collar bones, leaving as many marks as he wanted before bringing his tongue back up the length of your neck, “Get in.” He whispered against your ear before smacking your ass, making you yelp and jump slightly.

Mattheo followed you as you stepped into the warm water, almost immediately pinning you to the steamy tile wall as he slammed the fogged glass door shut behind him. His lips caught yours and your hands found his hair, tugging on it as he gripped your waist and roughly lifted you up to wrap your legs around his hips. He hastily lined himself up and slammed into with no warning as he held you against the wall with an arm behind your back.

He gripped your thigh as he let you adjust before pulling out and thrusting into you again, harder this time. His lips left yours as he leaned back to watch your face as his tip hit your g-spot repeatedly, your eyes falling shut as your hands moved to steady yourself on his shoulders had him thrusting into you faster and harder, watching as you fell apart on his dick, his name falling from your lips like a chant.

“Fuck I should have just fucked you on that desk and made sure they knew you were mine,” Mattheo growled as he moved his hand to hold you up by both your hips, pulling you under the water as he brought you down on his dick over and over, your wet bodies smacking together as he hit angles he’d never imagined before. His mouth attached itself to the front of your neck as your head fell back into the water screaming his name in pleasure as you came around him for the first time in weeks.

He lifted you up by your hips, waiting only a second before bringing them back down still; your grip on his shoulders tightened as his lips sucked and bit at your neck while you moaned his name. “That’s what I wanna hear Angel,” He whispered before catching your lips with his, his tongue exploring your mouth and muffling your whimpers of pleasure as he plowed into you, helping you ride out your high.

You both moaned into each other’s mouth as you clenched and squirmed around him, nails digging into his shoulders, leaving marks as you bucked your hips to match his thrusts. He picked up the pace of his thrusts as your muscles shook and your back arched away from the water, “Fuck Mattheo,” He chuckled at your breathless moaning as his hands on your hips gripped harder, surely leaving marks behind. His thrust’s became irregular and sloppy as he shoved your body against the wall again, thrusting into you one last time before he was tensing and shaking slightly as he came inside of you.

You both breathed slowly as Mattheo held you up, pulling you forward into a hug, staying inside of you, kissing your cheeks and neck while you both smiled at each other. “Come here, lemme get you cleaned up Angel,” He sighed as he lifted you off of him, softly placing you on your feet and keeping a strong arm around your waist to keep you up on your weak legs.

Mattheo leaned forward, kissing up your shoulder and neck as he grabbed your body wash from behind you, putting a generous amount on your chest and using his hand to lather it around your body, paying extra attention to your boobs and ass making you both fall into fits of laughter. By the time Mattheo decided you were both clean enough to exit the shower, the water was going cold and the towels on the rack were damp with steam.

Mattheo cracked the door open slightly to check your dorm for your friends as you dried yourself off the best you could, “Finally,” He sighed as he came up behind you, snaking his arms around your waist and shaking his wet hair over you as he buried his face in your neck, laughing at your annoyance. “Mattheo!” You lightly scolded through laughs before he picked you up from behind, spinning around and carrying you to your bed.

“How about round two Baby?” He asked through a smile as he dropped you on your comforter, closing the curtains around you as he crawled over you slowly, his lips connecting to your exposed skin everywhere they could reach before letting his tongue graze over the areas slowly. “Didn’t you say no teasing?” You giggled as his eyes flicked up to yours before going silent at the look he gave you while he began slowly moving up your body to hold himself up with one hand beside your head, as the other surrounded your neck.

“Hmmm….what was that Angel?” He asked with a smirk and tilt of his head, his grip on your neck tightening slightly, “Answer wisely if you’d like to cum again any time soon Princess,” He chuckled down at you as you squirmed and squeezed your thighs together at his words before finally finding yours, “No-nothing Sir,”

“Smart girl,” Mattheo chuckled while he leant down to catch your lips in his, kissing you slowly as he opened your legs with his knee before leaning back and grabbing your hips to line himself up at your entrance. He slowly pushed himself back inside of you as he leaned forward to kiss you softly, taking both of your hands in each of his and pressing them to the bed next to your head. “I’m gonna fuck you until you can barley speak,” He chuckled distractedly as he buried his face in your neck, slowly pulling himself out and pushing himself back in at a steady pace as you wiggled below him. His slow thrusts were driving you crazy as you whimpered and whined while clenching yourself around him, his tongue and teeth on your neck sending shivers straight to your core as he slowly fucked you.

You gripped at his hands in yours as you desperately bucked your hips onto his, “Faster Mattheo please,” you whined as he pulled his face away from your neck to look you in the eyes, laughing slightly at your fucked state. “Okay Baby, on one condition….you keep your eyes open and on me, can you do that for me Beautiful?” He asked as he stilled inside of you, making you whimper as you nodded your head and agreed as he laughed at your desperation.

“Yes, yes, please Mattheo,” your whines were cut off as he roughly pulled out of you and rammed back into you, sending you slightly up the mattress as he pulled out and repeated his actions while you screamed in pleasure. His eyes bore into yours as he removed his hands from your grip to pull you back to him by your waist, fucking into you even harder as your legs and arms wrapped around him and your nails drug down his back, pulling a moan from the back of his throat.

He steadied himself with both his hands on either side of you as he hovered his face above yours with a smile, his tip grazing your cervix with each hard thrust making your eye contact harder and harder to keep as you fought the urge to let your head fall back. The creaks of your bed and your shared moans as he rolled his hips in and out of you drowning the sound of your door being opened and three sets of shoes entering after it.

“Are you guys finally done yet or what?” Draco’s annoyed voice echoed through your dorm outside of the hangings of your bed as Mattheo gave you a devilish smile before pounding into you even harder, forcing out a pornagraphic moan as he watched you with a grin.

“You guys are like rabbits I swear,” Blaise spoke, the smirk evident in his voice as Mattheo sped up his actions even more, leaning forward and connecting your bodies as he placed his sweaty forehead to yours. The bed began to shake and hit the wall as your moans blended together, both of you silently praying the curtains stayed closed as he fucked you into the mattress.

You finally caved and let yourself shut your eyes as your head fell back against your pillow, Mattheo’s thrusts directly into your g-spot making it impossible to follow his order as you began to come undone on his dick. He brought his lips to your neck, muffling his own moans while sucking and biting your skin as you clenched around him, screaming his name as you came together. The sound of the door closing loudly made you both giggle as Mattheo collapsed on top of you, catching his breath as he wrapped his arms around your waist.

“Don’t think you’re gonna get away with disobeying me just because that was the best sex we’ve ever had,” He sighed breathlessly into your neck before biting it aggressively, making you buck forward on him again.

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somerandomdudelmao · 9 months

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I think the thing I keep coming back to is not the enormity of their love it's the mmmm. Consistency maybe? I'm not sure that's the right word.

It's the way it manifests, right? Because of course they love each other, they're family, they're each others whole heart. Of course Mikey will sacrifice his youth to burn the kraang out of Casey. Of course Raph would give the generator at his heart to keep Leo and Mikey and Casey safe. Of course Leo would stay behind with Mikey in a ruined world. Of course Donnie would walk onto a battlefield half dead and fight the kraang off for his brothers. Of course Casey would break the laws of the universe to bring the four of them back.

Of course they would. Because they're each other's whole world. There's no ask that's too large. There's no task too impossible. There's no fight that's too dangerous. Of course they'd hand out these actions, these definitive declarations of love.

Because what other choice is there? When the options are do it or let your family suffer the answer is obvious. The answer is easy.

And those are wonderful ploy points, they're wonderful dynamics and moments and declarations. But they're not what I keep coming back to.

I keep coming back to Leo giving Mikey his hoodie when Mikey wants comfort. To Casey wrapping baby Leo in blankets. To April finding the Jupiter Jim movie and bringing it to watch with Donnie. To Donnie making Mikey young again. To Leo giving Casey piggyback rides, and swinging him around for fun. To Mikey letting Leo's scarf and tassels float with magic. To Donnie letting Casey lay on him. To Raph commiserating with Leo that Casey doesn't remember him. To Mikey comforting Raph when he lost his eye.

To Donnie showing Casey the rain.

Because when you love someone it's easy to give everything for them. To sacrifice yourself, your safety, your life. When the problem is "do something or watch them suffer, watch them die" there's no question to be asked. There's no alternative action to be taken.

But it's harder to remember to do the hundreds of insignificant things that are the actually important bits. The things that you dont have to do. Because no one will die if Mikey doesn't get Leo's hoodie. No one will be in danger if Leo's scarf doesn't blow in magical wind. No one would worry if Casey never saw the rain.

But they're love isn't just about saving each other or protecting each other. It's not about the sacrifice, it never has been.

It's about waking up each day, and spending each moment caring for someone so deeply that you take the time to find your old hoodie wherever it thrown last. Trusting someone so wholly that you share the ways you feel, even when you know there's nothing to be done about it.

Because in the end Casey wouldn't have known to miss the rain. He couldn't have cared either way about it. But Donnie wanted Casey to experience what he viewed as a small joy.

And I think that's what I've been circling for the last 500 or so words. The small joy. And the constant, consistent, never ending effort of creating that small joy for the ones you love. For comforting them. For making them smile.

And what I come back to, over and over, is that the huge moments, where it's all or nothing, when it's time to put everything on the line for those you love, means absolutely nothing unless it's backed by hundreds of thousands of moments where you sacrifice nothing more than a bit of time, or a bit of effort, or a bit of convenience. If you haven't spent your whole life doing the things that aren't a given, and aren't necessary.

Ohhh, it does things to my brain.

One thing I keep reminding myself of throughout the creation of a comic is consistency. I often want to twist some situation so that it's something new and surprising for the characters. You know, in terms of emotions and dynamics.

When Raph bot came home alive and Leo cried. A little voice inside me was saying "what if this is the first time Casey sees Leo cry? Show his reaction! Show how surprised he is!"

Or when Mikey levitates someone. "Come on, draw a surprised face. Levitation is surprising!"

All those little family moments. I keep reminding myself that they are not a group of strangers who become family. They are family. The family family. The familiest family ever jfjfbfhdksk

So instead of

"oh wow did he do that??"

it's

"well of course he did that."

It's about caring and giving and loving to the point where it's something naturally subconscious.

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lolitakirstein · 4 months

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💦

I literally thought this up while i was meditating D:

Just thinking about where the aot men would finish

Cw: facial, creampie, blowjob, just porn basically, poorly edited

Reiner: he loovveesss to cum on your tits. He’ll be thrusting into you, fucking you through your third or fourth or maybe eighth orgasm you honestly lost count. You can always tell when he’s getting close. He’ll be grunting like an animal. “Gonna let me cum on those pretty tits,” he growls. You nod of course. Desperate to watch him lose himself all over you. He quickly removes his cock from your warmth. “Get down here then,” he demands and you scoot down the bed between his legs. He’s on his knees above you, his thick thighs on either side of you. “Push those tits together.” He pushes his cock in between your inviting breast, loving the heat that comes off of your body. He keeps titty fucking you, reaching down and pinching your tight nipples. “So fucking pretty for me,” he grunts as his hot cum shoots out, hitting your delicate neck and collarbone. You rake your nails up his strong thighs urging him to give you all of him. Finally spent, he looks down at the beautiful mess he made of you, watching you run your fingers through his cum, smearing it down your chest and across your tits. “You filthy goddess”

Eren: No surprise eren is a breeder and loves to fill you up. He loves cumming with you, feeling your warm walls flutter around him as he reaches his peak, painting your womb. “Love filling up this tight pussy, all mine, right? Is this mine?” he coos as he fucks both of you through your orgasms. You nod your head, words escaping you. “So pathetic you can’t even talk, my sweet girl.” He pulls out, spreading your legs further to watch your combined juices leak out of your gaping hole. “Look at you, my little cum slut” He will gather his cum that's leaked out of you and smear it around your sensitive clit. You gasp trying to close your legs. It’s too much. He loves watching you squirm

Levi: Being a neat freak Levi tends to take a more “cleaner” approach. He loves to fill your mouth with his hot cum. He’ll be fucking you from behind, your face pressed into the pillows, he will pull you up by your hair “Time to give me that bratty mouth,” he’ll command. Pushing your face back onto the bed as he pulls out. “Get on your back,” he says, spanking your ass. You turn over, Levi standing by the side of the bed so he can look at your whole sweaty and used body. “Open your mouth” he growls, gripping your jaw and causing your lips to part. You open your mouth for his throbbing cock. “Look at me and don’t you dare spill a drop,” he stutters as his cum spurts from his throbbing cockhead. Doing as told you stare up with your baby doll eyes and stick your tongue out catching as much of his cum as you can. “That's it, put that smart mouth to good use,” he pats your cheek when he finishes. The cum that dripped down your lips is quickly swept up by levis thumb, pushing it back into your warm mouth. “Show me, show me how you swallow me down.” you open your mouth, showing him the mess he left. “Mmmm go on.” you close your mouth, swallowing his load and showing him your pretty pink mouth, all clean and ready for more.

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lizard-on-a-window-pane · 1 year

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request: “and i was just wondering if you could write something for James Potter where it's just him fucking the reader senseless and him being smug about how good he can make her feel.”

some softness snuck into the smugness but i hope you like it! a bit of an awkward length but i didn’t want the blurb to be too short so you could really get a request’s worth 😜

pairing: James Potter x reader

summary: pure smut

warnings / tags: NSFW (minors do not interact!), sex, p in v, mention of afab parts but no pronouns or much gendering, established relationship, cocky lovable James

word count: 900ish

You couldn’t hold back a prolonged scream as your fourth orgasm of the evening sent shocks of pleasure pulsing through your whole body. Your eyes were scrunched shut, the intensity such that there was a soft ringing in your ears. As a few seconds passed, the chuckling behind you penetrated the ringing, becoming clearer and clearer.

“How many is that, sweet thing? Three or four? I lost track,” James joked as he pounded into you, gripping your hips bruisingly, you on all fours.

“Jamieee,” you whimpered in reply.

“Is that the only word you remember, love? My name? Because if it’s not, I still have work to do.”

“Big talk,” you sighed out. You were trying to sound cheeky; you wanted more and weren’t afraid of goading him into giving it to you. You were so fucked out already though, that your voice was a mere hoarse whisper, more desperate that challenging.

Even still, James stopped, his cock buried deep inside you, but his hips now still.

“What’s that? Sorry, y/n, can’t quite hear you with your face buried in the sheets and your voice all raspy from how good I’m fucking you. What’d’you say? Big cock? Why, thanks, sweets. Always glad to please.” He thrust again to punctuate his sentence, hard.

You could hear his characteristic wink in his smug voice.

“Big talk,” you repeated, stressing your words this time.

“Oh?? S’that so?” He pulled out abruptly — you groaned and clenched on nothing — and his hands on your hips spun you around so that you landed on your back, him hovering above you.

His eyebrows were raised at you in challenge, your attempt at a smirk probably pathetic.

“Four orgasms in, and you’re giving me cheek?”

“I thought you’d lost count?” you panted.

His lips turned up into a slow smile, his eyebrows still raised, his breath a steady panting. He was cocky as fuck, but he loved when you toyed with him anyway.

“There’s too much sense left you in you, sweets.” You shivered in anticipation at his words and the low gravelly tone they came in.

“Better keep going then, don’t you think?”

Without another word, his eyes lidded in lust, his expression set in dark determination, he harshly grabbed your hips, pulling them to his, thrust in roughly all at once, then pushed your legs up, effectively folding you in half and pinning both your ankles to one of his shoulders. He leaned his weight forward, careful to not be too much but enough so that his body kept you in place, your legs not having to strain despite the slightly contorted position. The angle allowed him the deepest access to you yet, and you could feel him in what felt like your stomach.

“Fuuuuck,” you moaned out.

“Yeah? y’like that?” There was no real question in his voice, all smugness where there should have been inquisitiveness.

Leaving you no time to adjust to the deeper penetration, he picked up his pace rushedly, the sound and feel of his hips smacking the backs of your thighs coming quicker and quicker until all you could do was hold on, one hand in the sheets, the other clutching his shoulder, for dear life.

“Fuck, James, fuck fuck,” was all you could say.

“Much better,” he quipped, but he leaned lower, giving you a sloppy kiss before saying, “Fuck, y/n, you always feel so fucking good.”

“Mmmm,” you groaned, wanting to respond but unable at the pace he was pounding into you.

He brought one of your legs down, pinning it to his hip, the other still up to maintain the deep angle. With them spread a bit like this, though, he now had access to your clit, and the pressure he applied expertly pulled a pleasured whine from you.

“Still think it’s just talk?” he panted, thrusting hard and fast.

You shook your head vehemently, wrapping your leg around his waist and your arms around his shoulders. You pulled him close, losing yourself in his motions, his heat, his skin against yours.

“So good,” you whimpered.

“How good? How good do I make you feel?” His rubbing on your clit got harsher, and you strained to answer, your body on the brink of climax.

“Fuck, James, fuck, so good, so so good, fuck, so amazing,” and with his increased intensity at those words, you were cumming around his cock.

He groaned animalistically at the clench, and seconds later he came inside you, thrusting till he could hardly hold himself up from his efforts.

He rolled next to you, pulling you onto his chest in the same motion. You lay your leg on him, and he gripped your thigh, smacking where it met your arse with a chuckle, then simply resting his hand there, his thumb softly stroking your sweaty skin.

His other arm around you, his hand came to caress up and down your arm, from your shoulder to your elbow and back again as your arm lay against his chest, its soothing rise and fall lulling you despite the energy of mere moments earlier. Your whole body felt limp and sensitive.

He looked down at you and grinned. “Good?” he smirked.

“Insane,” you replied, nuzzling him.

“I’m glad,” he chuckled, smirking. “Next time I’m not stopping before you have six,” he said matter-of-factly.

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the-witch-of-one-piece · 3 months

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Foreplay 18+

Ft: Shunsui Kyoraku and Kenpachi Zaraki / Resident: @enchantedforest-network / Masterlist / WC:800+/ Synopsis: They get you all alone and now you are theirs for the taking and pleasing. They know what you like and they will use it to their advantage. TW: Masturbation, Oral sex (receiving female), Fingering, Biting, Suggestive Language, Rough Kissing, Marking, Possessive Behavior, Pet names (baby girl, babe, atta girl) MINORS DNI

Shunsui

“Atta girl, just relax, let your captain take care of you.” The scruffy-looking captain, his large hands placing your legs over his shoulder. The alluring looking in his eyes as he made contact with you lowering himself to your swollen cunt. He would feel your legs trembling on his shoulders. You could hear a low chuckle coming from his lips that made your heart race.

The tip of his tongue grazed your clit so lightly causing your back to arch moving away from his tongue. His hands wrapping around your things bringing you back down. His cock ached seeing that the slightest touch he ever did to you made you jump. His tongue once more brushed between your slit as he felt your resistance to move but he had his grip on your.

Your fingers gripped his long wild hair as you were panting. You could feel yourself becoming heavier in your breathing. Your sensitive clit is being taunted by his talented tongue. “Just like that~~~” the words dragging from your lips feeling your eyes roll back with enjoyment.

You could hear the slightly obnoxious slurping sounds coming from him. “You're the best thing I ever tasted, baby girl.” lower husky voice as one of his hands reaches for one of your breasts, his thumb grazing over your nipple making it hard.

“Must you tease me so mmmm~~~” as you spoke the words he buried his head between you once more. “Shiii”

“It’s Shunsui baby girl.” he cooed in his tempting voice.

Such a smartass remark and yet you couldn’t care less you were lost in your own pleasure. His hands decide to push your legs further apart bringing his head back to see how puff your lips have gotten. “What a sight… and it's all mine.” His thumb brushes your clit. Making direct eye contact with you, giving a devilish grin as he bit his lower lip. “All mines” His fingers gripped his aching cock as he began to stroke himself. He began to think of everything he had in store for you today.

Your eyes trailed down his defined body as you watched him stroke his girthy cock. Hearing the small groans coming from his lips. “More teasing now.” your eyes flashing back up at his eyes.

“You want me?” he looked at his cock then back at you “Beg for it and I will give it to you just the way you like it.”

Kenpachi

No even being able to form a proper sentence as his fingers thrust deep into your. It was almost hard to catch your breath. His fingers were coated with your sweet nectar the sound of sloshing as he went in and out. But he wanted to hear more than his finger just thrusting inside of you. Your back was pressed against his chest, his muscular arm was between your legs, his other hand turning your neck to the side as you could feel his teeth and lips attack your neck.

The territorial captain of the 11th squad felt the urge to make you say his name loud and clear throughout his barracks.

“Fuck!!!!” you cried out your hand gripping his forearm that was between your legs you weren’t even able to budge the man who overpowered you. “I-I don’t wanna cum yet.” You didn’t realize your fingernails were digging into his skin

“You're not in charge of that now. I will be the one to determine when you cum now.” His warm breath was against your dampened skin. Kenpachi's eye looked at your neck seeing the swollen red marks that were now getting darker in a matter of seconds. He took pride in marking what was his. “You're so fucking wet. That little cunt of your squeezing around my fingers. I can imagine the way your cunt would squeeze around my cock.” his tongue grazed your neck.

Your juices were spilling onto the sheet. As your head dropped to see his hand moving in and out of your. It was turning you on just watching him finger fuck you right there. His hand gripped your jaw as he turned your head towards him. He roughly pressed his lips against yours as he was pulling away he nibbled on your lip“Your loving every fucking minute of this huh babe?”

“You love feeding that ego of yours.” Hazy eyes looked at your lover with cheeks flushed by the color pink.

The signature laugh rattles through your body. “You have no idea what it's doing to me. It makes me wanna fuck you while you are on all fours as my hand is pressed on the back of your neck. Maybe that is what you want…..Is it?”

That sounds nice so so nice. “Maybe it is.” your voice was panting as you challenged his words

His fingers pull out of you the juices falling down his finger “Making such a fucking mess god I love it.” He brought his fingers to his lips as he sucked your juices. “You're such a damn brat now, You know what happens to brats in this bedroom.”

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shes2real · 1 month

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Caught ♡

Featuring 🌷: rhea ripley + female!reader

Warning ☁️: masturbation, voyeurism, fingering, face sitting, 18+ Minors, please don't interact. Thanks! ୨୧

Word count 🌷: 777

Scenario ☁️: Rhea catches you touching yourself.

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The room was adorned with hues of midnight blue and silver, and the air was infused with a delicate, lingering scent of lavender. The bed, a haven of comfort, beckoned with its plush pillows and inviting sheets. One side was ruffled, where you’d tossed and turned in the night, yearning for the warmth of your wife. The other side lay untouched, cool and pristine, a silent reminder of her absence.

You lay awake, your mind a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. You were extremely horny, thinking of all of the rendezvous between you and her. Slipping your hands down to your panties, your fingers traced invisible patterns on the fabric, whimpering softly. You thought to yourself that maybe if you touched yourself, it’d help you fall asleep.

Slowly slipping your panties off, you thought about the time that Rhea allowed you to ride her thigh. The way her soft lips came into contact with yours as your wetness made it easier for you to grind against her exposed thigh, you felt yourself grow wetter as you began to rub your clit.

“Mmmm,” you whimpered as your eyes rolled. You began to whimper as you slowly put your middle finger into you, your tight walls clenched around your finger.

“Oh, yes! Mami,”

You were so lost in the moment that you didn’t notice that your wife was leaning against the door, her silhouette framed by the soft glow of the moon filtering through the curtains. With a smirk playing on her lips, she watched you pump your fingers in and out, grinding your hips as you chased your climax. Her gaze was sharp, piercing through the darkness with a hint of mischief.

“Yes baby?”

Your heart skipped a beat as you caught sight of her, closing your legs and letting out a gasp, “Babe! I-“

“Did I give you permission?” She questioned, tone laced with venom, smiling devilishly.

"N-no but I was good while you were gone! Just missed you,” You whined as she walked over, analyzing you. With each passing moment, her teasing gaze seemed to pierce through your defenses, leaving you exposed and powerless beneath her scrutiny.

"That's not being good, doll. Y’know better than to touch what's mine." Rhea grabbed your knees, forcing your legs apart, giving your pussy a disapproving glare. As she gave your clit slow, circular rubs, her eyes remained on yours. “Can’t follow basic rules, can ya’?”

You’re losing all self control from just her gentle rubs on your bundle of nerves, your thighs began to quiver as your eyes rolled backwards. Rhea quickly pulls you closer to her and tugs on your throat, making you look at her,

“Answer me, doll.” She whispers.

"Yes, Mami."

"Mm, such a good girl." She hums, her thumb caressing your swollen clit. Your eyes flutter as she dips a finger into your entrance, curving it just right. She knew that you were going to cum from the way your hip buckled, all that could be heard was your needy moans,

“C..close,”

“Not yet,” Rhea mumbled, releasing her hand from your throat and pulling her finger from your fluttering core. “Get up.”

Following her commands, you slowly hopped off the bed while Rhea laid down where you once were. She propped her pillow beneath her head before simply declaring to you, “Sit.”

You didn't have to be told twice. You moaned softly, hopping onto the bed and carefully lowering your body onto Rhea’s face. It didn’t take long before you felt her cold tongue ring make contact with your pussy as she eagerly lapped and sucked.

“Ahh…” You shivered, causing Rhea to grip your hips tight. You were sure that crescent shapes were marked into your skin.

Your juices happily flowed as your taste began overtaking her entire mouth, causing her to eat you like you were a delicious treat. She moaned softly at your taste, causing your head to tilt slightly, “Ohhh fuck! Just…just like that,”

You began to slowly grind against her face as you felt a familiar sensation in your stomach. Rhea started to massage your pussy with the flat of her tongue, which drew a sudden cry from you. Instantly causing you to cry out for Rhea to give you more, "Baby! Don't stop!.."

As Rhea lapped up every drop of your sweet nectar, your entire body began spazzing as your orgasm rang through you. As you were in another dimension, you almost missed Rhea’s whispered question, "That felt better than those fingers, didn’t it?"

"Y-yes!” You hummed, easing off of her face. Rhea sits up slowly, kissing you passionately before giving you a smile, “We’re not finished yet, doll.”

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Thanks for reading babe ☁️🌷

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sanjisblackasswife · 1 year

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OP Men Failing No Nut November Headcanons(NSFW)

Black Fem Reader in Mind

Bad Summary: Who last NNN and who doesn’t

Ft. Shanks, Sanji, Zoro

CW: Mentions of Sex, Pussy slapping, Oral, Teasing, Zoro is a complete ass, I may do a part 2

Sanji

He lost before he started

In all honesty he’d probably last…a few days, but that’s because he started touching himself again

You mentioned that you wanted to focus more on your training so you wanted to save your energy for the next month and not have sex

First off he started crying

But you said this because you all were getting into way more close calls than usual with fighting enemies and you wanted to prepare for the worse in case Sanji wasn’t there to save you

He did respect your wishes and so for the next 4 weeks there would be no extreme sexual contact between you both. Sanji even went as far as not jack off to practice self restraint.

After the first week it was painful for him but he managed to distract himself with practicing more recipes and training with you

Second week was a breeze, you both were able to sleep on separate sides of the bed without any issues

Now the third week…was a bit difficult for you both.

You noticed how much stronger Sanji got without having the distraction of sex and it got to you.

A lot.

You didn’t want to go back on your word so you had to do and you went into your shared room with him and you found yourself playing with your clit.

Unfortunately Sanji found you as well.

He’d be a liar if he said he was mentally cheering that you failed instead of how quick you were to cover yourself

“Y/N…. You been cheatinggg??”

“N-No! I—this is my first time I swear!”

He couldn’t even stay mad at you, your legs was spread, cunt was dripping, and he has been fucking his fist for way too long as you slept so you decided to “apologize “ by asking him to join you.

Sanji hovered over your pussy almost immediately

“I wish you would have just told me to at least eat this pussy, sweetheart I miss it…”

“But—-ah—-you were….mmmm doing so good!”

Without missing a beat he reminded you how much you missed his tounge and fingers. Sanji usually ignored his own hard cock for your pleasure but he couldn’t handle the strain anymore

You of course notice this and decide to do a move you never done: sitting on his face while sucking him off

Sanji never came so hard and quickly in his life

That don’t mean he was done though no no no. Sanji has so much stamina to make up for how fast he cums so best believe you both were busy that evening.

you both ended up failing NNN together <3

Shanks

Lmao @ you thinking he is even going to participate.

“No sex?? For a MONTH? The hell did I do—“

“Nothing! I just wanted to challenge us.”

He smirked like ^ and “agreed”

Shanks has been eyeing you the entire day, like a literal Shark watching it prey. For some reason the pure fact that you said “no sex” made him want you even more

You looked even better, your clothes looked sexier, your body looked more curvier and teasing

Shanks wanted you so badly.

He was a good boy and kept his distance though, not even touching you a little when beside you

The day went by completely smoothly until it was time to take a bath.

You were by yourself just about to dip your foot in the tub when you felt his heavy gaze behind you.

“Hey—!”

He insisted to bathe you, he claimed to have “no motive” behind it so he got behind you on the edge of the tub and scrubbed your body

He was such a sly dog grazing his hands through the thin towel over your nipples and just way too close to a certain place when he reached your inner thighs.

“Shanks…”

You moaned out his name, it shocked you both for a second but Shanks being the crafty guy he is he keeps teasing you and teasing you, and you know this but he swears up and down he doesn’t know what you’re talking about

It’s not until he eventually gets in the bath with you slowly scissoring inside you when you finally break and give him what you both wanted.

“You want it bad don’t you…”

Almost like he was amused by your greediness, you head on his shoulder, dark chuckle erupted from his chest turning you on more

“Y-yes please! More!”

“But y/n It’s only been a day? My big girl isn’t giving up already??”

His two fingers teased your clit in the water driving you mad, it was big soft circles that always made you spasm around nothing. Shanks knew your body like the back of his hand so getting you to give up was pretty easy

“‘M sorry Shanks Just…pleaseee…please fuck me…”

“You give up?”

“……”

He huffs and slaps your cunt making you pathetically bite your lip, “….yes.”

“Good Girl.”

It didn’t take long until he turned you around aggressively shoving his tongue down your mouth

He reassures you why the challenge was a stupid idea from the jump.

Zoro

“You’re such a needy little bitch sometimes you know that?”

You both had an argument right after having sex about who’s the most horniest so that’s how you both got here bickering butt naked in the bed.

“Oh because you constantly touching my thighs and ass every single day means you’re a saint—“

You and Zoro always have these arguments on who can last longer without sex so you finally wanted to put an end to this.

“Fine, put ya money where ya mouth is 1 week—“

“What?”

“One week. No pussy, no finger, no oral, not even kissing on the lips and whoever loses does whatever the other person says.”

Of course Zoro being Zoro he couldn’t back down to a challenge, but he had some conditions too.

He just never told you about them

The day goes by incredibly well, you and Zoro treated the rest of the evening normally

Which was good because it was all in Zoro’s plan

The days went by and he began to get more touchy, lingering hand holding, purposely moving against your bottom when he walks past you, he even started walked around the ship more shirtless than usual asking if you can watch him work out knowing how much that gets to you

You weren’t dumb though, you caught on pretty quick to his scheme and so you decided to play dirty too. You only wore probably some of the shortest and tightest clothing you could find, you’d constantly bend over in front of Zoro always hearing a small curse under his breath, sometimes you even whisper in his ear about the dirtest things knowing it gives a chill down his spine.

“It kills you seeing me wearing this, huh? You wanna fuck me that badly don’t you?” Zoro pokes his cheek out and chuckles looking forward ignoring you, you really are a piece of work

The teasing just increased to the point where you both were getting disgusted faces at the crew because you and Zoro THOUGHT you were being subtle in being all touchy feely, but everybody knew from the lewd comments/jokes and constant touching what you both were doing

“Can you both just get a room already!” Nami yelled out of annoyance seeing Zoro practically pin you against the wall. You felt embarrassed as hell not realizing you both were in the middle of the deck doing this, but Zoro didn’t care

Eventually that night Zoro decided to take it further in his teasing because he was tired of your bullshit

“What are you Doing?”

Zoro came into your room with nothing but pussy on his mind. He wasn’t really the type to have a high sex drive, but the simple fact that you decided to NOT have sex with him gave him every reason to want it, but he’d never admit that.

He wanted to break you and make you admit you want it.

He got on the bed shirtless and kissed up your legs and massaged them in between, he never answered you just kept doing what he was doing, if you were being honest you missed his kisses, you nearly fell into his Trap immediately but then your eyes widened

“Hey I said no kissing!—“

“You said on the lips….these are your legs…and these are your thighs….and this is your tummy….and these….are your breast.”

You were wearing one of his thin shirts, you felt your nipples get hard, Zoro of course notices and plants wet kisses through the fabric teasing around your sensitive nipples but you grumbled you couldn’t lose

You push him off and climb on top of him immediately attack his weak point: his neck

“F-fuck! Playing—dirty huh?”

To this day you both swear up and down either of you folded first. You believe Zoro did when his fingers glided against your slit and he says you folded when your hand palmed his cock

Either way that morning you both slept in and couldn’t remember a thing except the amount of times you both came in, on, and around each other.

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doumadono · 8 months

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Warnings: smut w/o plot, cunnilingus, fingering, rough p in v, dirty talking, f!reader, doggy style, voyeurism Synopsis: Toji and you reunite after a lengthy separation

MASTERLIST

"I can't wait to taste every part of you," Toji purred with anticipation, his voice oozing sensuality.

Toji drew you into a languid, deep kiss, his tender lips caressing yours with deliberate slowness. Your mouth yielded to his, and his strong tongue explored every inch. You arched your head backward, granting him full access to your eager mouth. Toji seized the opportunity, his tongue sliding in and out, initially with a deliberate rhythm that gradually quickened. His kiss was commanding yet perfectly in control. Each stroke of his tongue danced over the contours of yours, a tantalizing symphony of mouths, lips, and tongues merging into a passionate, erotic choreography uniquely your own. As your mouths melded in this sultry embrace, an electric tension built between you, evident in the moist desire that began to seep between your trembling thighs. The urgency grew palpable. You yearned for him as much as he craved to see you stripped bare, an irresistible temptation that demanded immediate satisfaction.

"Aren't we going to your bedroom, babe?” You asked.

"No, ascending those stairs is a luxury I can't afford right now. I ache to sense your flesh pressed against mine," Toji insisted.

He had an uncanny knack for saying the most alluring things at precisely the right moments. Without delay, Toji shed your garments as you both entered the living room. For a brief instant, he left your lacy bra and matching panties in place. The sheer, white lace bra outlined your nipples tantalizingly.Even though Toji loved when you wore lingerie, he needed you raw and bare right now. With a deft motion, he encircled you and unfastened your bra. Aside from your lace panties, you stood naked, your body an exquisite sight. When the light from the living room window reflected onto your eyes, you were utterly breathtaking.

"Mmmm, you're absolutely stunning," Toji whispered as his hands traversed your curves, from breasts to waist to hips.

Toji sensed a trace of modesty as you stood almost bare before the uncovered window. You allowed his hands to explore your form freely. His lips met yours in an impassioned collision, tongues entwining. You surrendered to his passionate kiss, your lips yielding like butter to his unyielding steel. As you pulled away to catch your breath, your gaze drifted toward the window, only to discover that the curtains were drawn up, offering an unobstructed view of the street outside.

"Wait, the curtains are open, and there's a man walking in front of the house!" You whispered, your voice lowered as if the man outside could overhear you.

"I couldn't care less who's watching. I need to be inside you, right now!" Toji demanded, his voice turning colder.

With those words, Toji swiftly guided you to his spacious chaise lounge near the window. He gently pushed you onto the chair, removed your panties, and spread your legs wide. Toji was a man of considerable size, and he desired unobstructed access to your needy cunt. As he drew closer to the entrance of your arousal, a faint trace of your alluring scent filled his senses, and he smirked. Toji reveled in your aroma, and it intoxicated him. He leaned back slightly, savoring the anticipation, and began placing slow, deliberate kisses on your inner thighs. His aim was to tease you, to make you yearn for the moment when his tongue would finally caress your eager clit.

Toji began to delicately explore your most sensitive spot, alternating between soft kitten licks and gentle suctions on your clit. Occasionally, he ventured to dip his tongue into your tight, eager core. With a deep understanding of the rhythm you craved, Toji skillfully worked to unlock the release he yearned to taste.

"Oh! Toji! I can't hold back much longer!" You moaned, lost in pleasure.

"I want you to cum for me, baby, all over my mouth," Toji ordered huskily.

Driven by your escalating moans, Toji intensified his movements. His mouth's moisture mingled with your own intoxicating juices, causing your cries of ecstasy to grow louder. The intensity of your pleasure was such that anyone outside might have heard your passionate cries, as you were perilously close to the window. "Wait, Toji! Someone might see us," you gasped, your voice filled with a mixture of desire and concern.

"Fuck it, I don't care who watches. I want to hear you surrender to me completely," Toji asserted, his desire unwavering.

Toji knew exactly how to bring you to the brink of ecstasy. He continued his skillful attention to your sensitive clit, while simultaneously sliding two calloused fingers into your cunt. Your hips responded with a rhythmic undulation, as your entire being was propelled into a cosmic journey with each of Toji's tantalizing strokes, both with his tongue and fingers. As the electric currents surged within your pulsating depths, an overwhelming desire overtook you, and you pulled Toji's head closer to your already dripping pussy. "Oh, my God! Oh, my God! I'm about to cum!" You cried out in sheer ecstasy as your head lolled back.

Those words were like a sweet melody to Toji's ears. After the waves of your climax washed over Toji's mouth, he withdrew, gazing down at your swollen, glistening folds. His desire to witness your private porn show further on, so he continued to tease your slit, tracing his fingers along the silken contours of your quivering petals. Yet, Toji resisted the temptation to plunge his fingers deep into your velvety embrace again, savoring the delicious anticipation of making you beg for more. Your arousal was palpable, and the glistening evidence of your desire trickled down your trembling thighs.

"Please, please, I need you inside me," you pleaded with an urgency that mirrored your burning need.

"Oh, Y/N, you'll soon feel every inch of me," Toji replied with a husky promise. "I've waited for this moment, and I won't hold back. Are you ready for me to take you hard?" Toji withdrew his fingers from your slick folds and brought them to your lips, a wicked gleam in his eyes. "Can you be a good girl for me and taste your own sweet essence?" He inquired, his fingers sliding sensually in and out of your eager mouth.

You remained wordless but avidly sucked on his fingers, as though they were your last taste of ecstasy. It was a clear signal that you were primed for more. Toji's other hand skillfully worked your breast, reveling in the exquisite sensation of pinching your responsive nipples until you released a pleasured yet pained cry. The symphony of your sounds served as a seductive soundtrack that only intensified Toji's arousal, making his shaft grow even harder in his pants.

Your impassioned cries echoed your weeks-long anticipation for his touch, and Toji was well aware of his mastery over your body. As you teetered on the precipice of desire, you acted on impulse, seizing Toji's hand and trying to guide his fingers back inside your eager core. However, he restrained himself, denying you what you craved. Your pleas and whimpers for him to claim you filled the air. "Please, fuck me. Use me completely. I ache for your cock within me," you moaned, your voice dripping with desire.

Swiftly, he pulled you from the chair, pivoting you to face it. With practiced ease, he unzipped his pants, then placed your ass in the perfect position to immerse his cock deep into your pussy. Taking you from behind while partially upright was a sensual delight that neither of you could resist. "Fuck, I'm going to take you harder than I've ever taken you or I'll go nuts," Toji exclaimed with unrestrained passion.

As Toji pressed his sturdy shaft into you, the sensation of your wet, velvety walls enveloping him sent shivers of pleasure coursing through his body. "Fuck!" He growled. He fought the urge to lose control, initially setting a deliberate pace that gradually gained momentum. With each forceful thrust, your voice crescendoed, echoing the building intensity.

"I should ease up, baby, or this'll be over before it begins," Toji groaned, his voice strained with desire. "But damn, you feel so incredible. It's a challenge to rein myself in, fuck!"

Toji, determined to savor this long-awaited moment, withdrew from your slick cunny in an attempt to slow down. However, the cool air surrounding his throbbing length seemed to conspire against him, guiding him back into your welcoming warmth. He could see his thick veined shaft was covered with your sweet juice when he pulled out of you again.

He could hear his hips slapping against your ass repeatedly as he jack-hammered into your sweet cunt. Though Toji fought for control, the weeks of anticipation and desire were now driving him to merge completely with you. There was no turning back; you were his, and he was yours.

In a fleeting instant, he buried himself deep within your cunt again, pinning your head further into the oversized lounge chair. Withdrawing again, he gripped your supple ass cheeks, parting them slightly to witness his powerful entry into your dripping core. As your slick essence glistened, even your tight little entrance beckoned. Toji's patience waned, his need to release overwhelming his restraint. Without hesitation, he thrust his engorged member back into your slick, eager core.

Ecstasy overtook you, and your impassioned cries filled the room as Toji fervently jack-hammered his thick length deep inside you.

"I can't hold back! I'm going to cum soon! Y/N, are you ready for me to cum inside you?" He growled in a voice you barely recognized.

"Yes, yes!" You cried out eagerly.

Toji loved fucking you from behind, showing no mercy as he drove into your pretty, little pussy.

Your moans harmonized with the forceful thrusts, a symphony of shared desire spiraling out of control. Your need mirrored his, an insatiable craving that drove you both relentlessly. With every powerful thrust of him, the tension within Toji swelled, his impending orgasm coursing from his balls into the throbbing shaft of his dick. Your stuttered pleas for him to go harder, the sensual moans, and desperate whimpers only fueled his fervor. He knew you might be tender afterward, but he cared not. This was a primal need he had to fulfill. "Darling, I'm so close," Toji grunted, his rhythm slowing as he reached around to gently stroke your trembling clit. He knew this touch would propel you to the brink of no return.

"Oh, Toji, I'm about to cum too!"

"Give in to it, my love. Cum all over my cock," Toji commanded.

Your release flooded his shaft, each wave of your orgasm coaxing him to release. Toji drove into you one final time, an intense force of passion. His arousal pulsed, feeling his essence rush from his core, through his shaft, and into your heated, swollen, abused pussy. With each throb of his climax, your velvet depths drew out every drop of his essence.

Your shared ecstasy echoed in your husky breaths, a profound intimacy you had just experienced. Gradually, your breathing returned to a steady rhythm. Toji gently lifted you from the chair, turned you around, and enveloped you in his strong embrace. As he looked down, he noticed the imprints of your hands on the chair's arms. Without a second thought, he nuzzled his face into your neck, placing soft kisses there.

When you finally opened your eyes, your gaze drifted outside the window once more. You spotted the silhouette of a tall man standing beside the bushes near the window, the same figure you had glimpsed earlier. He had evidently moved closer for a better view. Realization dawned that this stranger had been watching the entire passionate encounter, yet instead of embarrassment, you met his gaze with a confident smile.

Unfazed by the voyeur's presence, you and Toji kissed passionately. Your connection, both physical and emotional, was paramount.

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markster666 · 3 months

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KINKTOBER (Except in February) - ALASTOR X READER - DAY #7 (Praising)

Pairing: Alastor x Fem!Reader

Tags: Kinktober, One-Shot, 18+, Smut, NSFW, Not a lot of plot, pet names, praising, praise kink, breeding, possessive!Alastor

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel

Word Count: 425

A/N: Enjoy! MDNI, please. Not edited, so apologies for any spelling mistakes.

As you lay in your bed, trying to get some well needed sleep, your mind drifted to the other night. The night when you and Alastor finally had your first time, his words still ringing in your ears.

After you had teased him all day, you finally popped the golden question, the question you probably should've regretted but found yourself not.

"Alastor, if given the chance, what would you do to me?"

"Well, my Dear..."

Alastor began, his voice low and seductive.

"First, I'd tie you up securely somewhere comfortable but restrictive, ensuring that you won't be able to resist me. Next, I'd tease you slowly, running my hands and tongue all over your body, tracing every curve and crevice, driving you wild with desire. Then, I'd start to undress you piece by piece, revealing more of your tantalizing flesh to my hungry gaze. Once you're completely naked, I'd tie you down on the bed or table, whatever surface I find most suitable, and begin to explore every inch of you with my tongue and fingers. I'd suck and lick every sensitive spot, teasing your most intimate areas until you're begging for release."

Sure enough, that is exactly what you found yourself experiencing just a few moments later.

"Oh, my Dear, you're so beautiful and perfect, I can't help but praise you constantly. Your body is made for pleasure, designed specifically for someone like me to enjoy. You've found yourself a true master in me, someone who will worship and adore you until the end of time. Now, lie back and let me take care of the rest."

Before you knew it, he was deep inside of you.

"Mmm... You're so tight and hot, no wonder I couldn't resist you..."

Alastor would moan in pleasure as he continued to thrust harder and faster into you, his long black tentacles wrapped around your body.

"I never thought you could handle someone like me... You're so perfect... Mmmm..."

Alastor would groan, his eyes glazed over with desire and lust as he lost control of himself completely, his body shaking with each powerful thrust.

"You're driving me insane... Your body is perfect, so warm and wet... I can't believe I'm finally taking you... You're mine now, and there's nothing you can do about it..."

Alastor would moan, his voice slightly strained as he continued to thrust into you faster and harder.

"You're the most beautiful creature I've ever seen, and I'm going to make you mine forever..."

The moment his seed coating your insides, you knew you were.

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rinbowaman · 5 months

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hi reinaa hru? My brain just gave me an idea abt heethan where readen like runs away cause she thinks heethan doesnt want her anymore and she leaves all of her stuff behind so heethan cannot like track her by credit cards or by her phone so she leaves em all behind and flies away to her parents but surprise surprise, heethan finds her and gives her the most toe curling punishment to ever exist

also can i be 🏆 anon? thanks love u nd ur brain sm! ♡♡♡♡

”Surprise! Guess Whose Here?”

Warnings: heavy non/dub-con, mentioning of punishments, human rights violation, yandere behavior (hardcore yandere) mentions of the word ‘rape’ (again, non con), stalking, coercion, force, brutality, and lots of juicy, obsessive love. Reader is a bit touched starved and this is more consensual than you might think.

“Y/n! What are you doing here? Come inside, it’s dark.”

your mother pulls you in, completely stunned to find you standing at the doorstep. With hard work and perseverance, you left college and gave up your dorm assignment. Leaving no trace of your whereabouts, you left without saying anything to anyone. It was easy, considering the change in Heeseung’s behavior. You didn’t indulge any information regarding him to anyone, not even your parents; as far as they were concerned, you were here on vacation…a vacation where you will eventually indulge and spill your plans on doing college online, and eventually transferring.

heeseung had been quite distant, emotionally and mentally. Yet his possessive and obsessive attitude still remained, but it was so different to see it without the constant indulgence of your touch, the clinging ness of your kiss, and the desire for your flesh. He has been so stoic and barely spoke to you.

You had figured he lost interest, so you asked him if he wanted a break. It shocked you that he grew angry at your inquiry, and punished you by isolating you for days. Punishments weren’t out of the ordinary, at least for him. He always stated it was to show how much he loved you, yet since his behavioral change, his punishments lacked the brutal force of his physical caliber of passion and lust…it lacked the yearn for your body, which you never thought you would admit that you would miss, considering what he used to do was flat out rape, but would transition to an equal rate of desire on your part.

when the punishments came without his usual insatiable acts, you knew it deep down, you lost him…or rather, he lost you…he lost the love he had for you.

“sorry I showed up unannounced mom, we had a random break at school and I wanted to surprise you and dad.” Your throat grew shaky as you lied, you wanted to break down. You missed him so much, leaving him became the hardest thing you had to do. You didn’t even want to think about why he lost interest…especially since he said he would love you forever. That you were only his, and that he would die for your happiness. Was it another woman? Oh God…breaching that question nearly did you in.

“oh well you should have called, I would have prepared dinner for you.” Your mom expressed gleefully, not at all detecting the hidden sorrow beneath your gloried expression. “But this really is such a surprise, I’m just curious as to why you didn’t come together.”

your countenance perks up. “Together?”

“oh sweet pea! There you are.” Your father exclaims happily, almost as if he knew you were arriving. “Ethan, she finally arrived my boy!”

Ethan?!

Your eyes grew wide as you watched him enter the foyer, smirking victoriously as your father pats him on the back of his shoulder, bringing him in to your arms. “He told me that you were going to be paying us a visit and wanted to surprise you. He said that you both will be staying the entire weekend.”

“oh honey that’s wonderful!” Your mother claims jovially, before turning to preparing the guesthouse for you, Heeseung….and Ethan.

“mmmm you finally made it. I was starting to get worried when it got dark.” Heeseung exclaims as he pulls you into a hug, kissing atop your head. You weee stark shock and would have stopped breathing, had it not been the fearful gasp that forced its way out when he faintly brushed his finger over your ear, tucking the strands of hair behind it and whispering for only you to hear…

“But now that I caught you…be fucking ready for what’s coming…my bad girl.”

your mothers voice breaks the airy tone of his words. “It’s late, so why don’t you both go to the guesthouse and get some rest, we’ll do breakfast first thing in the morning.”

his cold hand establishes grip as he leads you out into the back door. Once you were out of sight from your parents, his gentle guidance turned into a harsh drag as he nearly flings you inside the guest townhouse. Turning to lock the door, he shuts the curtains before slowly turned his deadly gaze over to you.

you laid helplessly on the floor, using your elbows to back away as he approaches closer and closer.

“hee-Heeseung…”

“Don’t fucking talk.”

“but—“

he lunges down and toward, grabbing and restraining you as you shifted and did your best to break free through the scuffle.

“stop! Wait—why are you doing this?!”

he doesn’t even bother to answer you, instead, he takes out a leather strap from his pocket, in which he used to tie your wrists together overhead.

everything happened so quickly, the way he tore your blouse open as the buttons fly off and roll across the floorboard. He used his handheld knife to cut your skirt down the center, completely flaying it from your hips. Your undergarments shredded by the pure strength of his own grip. You would have panicked and braced for what was to come, but this time…it was different. He was stripping you—preparing you for something that he hadn’t done for a while. Did this mean he hadn’t lost interest? You wanted to ask, but the sash he fetched out from his back pocket restricted your vocal ability as he tightened over your mouth.

“I don’t know what you were trying to do…putting me through that, but frankly I don’t care to know.” He voices out as he snaps the lace material from your skin, leaving your cavity completely exposed.

“haven’t I made it clear how much I love you?! How much I care and cherish just you?! How i live solely for you?!” He grits his words as he presses his forehead and nose tip aggressively against you. His eyes psychotically wide with a malicious sense of amusement. Smirking deviously, he mocks a tone as he tells you…

“Now I don’t intend to make this pleasant for you, you have to be punished. when it starts to get painful, and believe me darling…it will…” he chuckles deeply with a dark sense of evilness in his voice. “Just remember that all punishments are reminders of our consequences. To be reminded of them, is not a punishment.”

You tremble as he whispered his shallow, but truthful words before raising the hem of his shirt up and above his head. His abdominal muscles flex as he flings the shirt away, along with his baseball cap. He undoes his jeans, pulling the material down with his boxers simultaneously, right before your very eyes. Your heart nearly stopped beating as you watched the stiff erect length of his shaft pop out, poking through the still air, fully perpendicular from his groin. An image that you had been without for weeks, it finally returned to you. Could it be that you misjudged the situation?

watching as your eyes soften, he raises his brows in annoyance, growing perturbed as the level of fear remains absent, which was quite out of the ordinary. Why were you so willing? Normally you would struggle up until the tip of his cock kissed your soft spot. Instead, you lay calmly, almost yearning for it. He wondered for a moment if you were playing games and conducted this whole charade on purpose, just to get a rise out of him. Was it possible that you wanted a punishment? Why wouldn’t you just ask for it? Or would that have lacked the authenticity of its gravity? Now he was curious. He swallowed his words and inquired while untying the sash from a round your mouth.

“what the hell are you doing? Hmm? You trying to be funny little girl? Because you’re pissing me off and I have it within me to make you bleed in more ways than my normal method.” His eyes grew fierce as his Ethan side flares and takes over. Your wrists remained bonded, despite that, you curl your fingers as you try to signal your willingness.

“I’m sorry…I’m so sorry…I thought…I just—“ you begin to tear up as you shy your face away and off to the side. Sobbing away, your hair drapes over your profile; you barely found a way to finish your verbiage.

seeing you breakdown so suddenly furthered his confusion. He was still too angry to entertain soothing you, until you pitifully spoke out. “I’m just so happy that you’re here…and that you still love me.”

his demeanor calms down and the anger in his countenance is replaced with shock. What did you just say?

“For weeks…you were different…cold and you just—you just didn’t seem like you wanted me anymore. I couldn’t take it so I left because I was afraid that if I stayed…I was going to find out the real reason behind your change of heart. I was wounded and ran due to your distraction…or at least that’s what I thought I was doing. If I had known you still loved me, I would have stayed…you know I would have.”

he remained still, hovering over you in despair and guilt. The moment you confessed, he knew exactly what you were referring to. He was so burnt out, focusing on graduation so he could be done with college, only looking forward to taking you away. Dealing with the contractors for the house, making arrangements, certain ones that held the purpose to isolate you front the world, but you didn’t have to know about that right now, which was why he was making it all happen in secret. His days were filled in preparing a future to keep you away from the world to only where he could see, breathe, taste, and get to you. Funny how the one thing that held any purpose in his life was the thing he ended up hurting.

he swipes your hair away as his tone softens. “Hey…” he leans in to your side profile, rubbing his nose against your cheek. “Heeeeeeeeey…”

kissing your ear, he warms you with his touch. Skin to skin, you are comforted by the smoothness of his frame. “Don’t ever think that. I have been busy, but nothing is ever going to take me away from you…and nothing will take you away from me. We belong.”

kissing you, you melt at his loving gaze, when you felt an aggressive tug on the bound on your wrist. “But…you fucking had me in pain when you left…and THAT…is something you’re going to have to pay for.”

you found it hard to believe, but his threat painted a smile on your face, as did his. “But I’ll go easy on you this time…just this time…” his voice trails off as he leans in and elopes your lips into a firm kiss. Your body waves against his when you felt his hands roam and explore the treasured parts of your body.

“Heeseung…please…please.”

“I know baby…I know..”

Inserting himself, he pumps the tip in and out, warming up your entry as the shifting motion causes you to lubricate, allowing him to feel the increase in moisture. Once the slickness heightened, he slowly inserts the rest of his shaft. The pressure of swallowing his cock, experiencing the fullness in your gut, and the faint sting in the stretch nearly made you tear up. It wasn’t out of pain or fear, though that would have been the case any other time, but with this very moment— for the first time in weeks, you felt satisfied and whole again.

“mmm…more…please do more…” you begged.

“more pretty baby?”

you nod as he bellows out deep inside. “Kay….let’s give you more then.”

he slowly exits before jamming the entirety of his shaft back in, electrifying you from toe to finger tip.

“Ah!!”

“yeah baby, let’s give you more.”

you scream and gasp out, tightening around his girth as your walls throb and pulsate, dancing against the harden muscle of his cock. Your toes curl inwards as you desperately dig into your own palms, reminded that you were still restrained by the leather strap.

“yeah baby? Bet you want more, huh?”

your eyes roll back as he continues to thrust at a vigorous pace, causing you to go limp and dumb while he loosens the barren virtue of your chamber. You lose the ability to speak once he shifts his position and stabilizes his weight on both knees. Swooping his hands under your thighs, he unites them together and leans forward, your kneecaps come inches away from your breasts as he props n’s steadies himself by holding them in place. “Fuck you’re so tight like this.” Thrusting away, he delightfully takes in the full view of his cock feeding your entry, the lipped folds wrapped around his circumference as he pumps the juices in and out. “Let me fucking feed you.” He grits out as he feels your hips dip down, succumbing to the intense pleasure. The nerves in your legs, arms, and phalanges grow heated and tingling; your inner thighs shake as your chest heaves yet your breathing hyperventilates.

“Ready for more?” He smirks as he taps against the backside of your thigh. You remained incoherent as he never lost the momentum of his thrusts. “Here comes more.”

Shoving deep inside, his tip twitches as he growls aloud. Tilting his head back, he exposes a full view of his Adams Apple as he hovers directly above you, nearly choking out a deep gasp as his balls pump and twitch, fueling his shaft to continue injecting the fruit of his love inside of you.

“Oh baby…there’s more where that came from.” His voice grows sinister as his chuckling transitions to a full born laugh. A malicious and devious laugh.

his gaze fully transitions—here…was Mr. Hyde.

Ethan….

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mirkwoodmunson · 2 years

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lovie!!! i cannnot stop thinking about clumsy eddie! - we all saw his goofy lil run, there aint no way he doesnt get clumsy in the height and loss of his own feelings

SO- what if eddie and reader get lost in kissing each other in the kitchen or on the way to his room, and eddie knocks them into walls, corners, side; they stumble around; and its all giggly and cute-

wow-

yEAH WOW 🤩🤩

because especially earlier on — after he first gets to experience you, you in his bed — he’s still learning how to handle you, how to handle himself with you, because god help him eddie can’t help but get all excitable and giddy and eager when he has you in his arms making those sounds you make.

when he sneaks up on you in the kitchen, distracted by the bag of popcorn rotating in the microwave, you’re thankful wayne has left for his shift as you shriek over the cacophony of his cackles, fingers tickling into your sides as he pulls you into him and blows raspberries against the back of your neck.

“ED WHAT THE FUCK!!”

“YOOOOU’LL NEVER ESCAPE MEEE!”

lord, he was on one tonight; scary movies always got him worked up.

he rotates and corners you as you squeal, the only thing loud enough to match your combined laughter is the rapid popping coming from the microwave — though you’ve already completely spaced on it, thanks to your feral boyfriend, who is now holding your cheeks in his hands and peppering noisy, sloppy wet kisses all over your face as you half-heartedly shove him away, feigning disgust.

“eeewwww not the kisses! not the wet kisses!” you try bringing a splayed hand between your faces, clamping it over eddie’s mouth, but he just growls and smooches into it, eventually nipping down on the skin between your thumb and index finger.

“wha? y’don’ li’e my kishesh??” he mumbles around your flesh, giving you the puppy eyes that make your heart flutter.

“nooooo not those kisses,” you whine.

he drops your hand like a dog dropping a stick and smirks, ducks his head and brushes his lips over yours, ghost of a breath fanning across them and making you shudder as you grin.

“like this?” eddie asks.

“mmmm… getting there,” you offer, sarcasm lacing your words but you can’t help the blush taking over your cheeks, giggling softly.

nudging his nose along yours he snorts and then quickly pecks your lips.

“how ‘bout that?”

“sooooo close.”

eddie rests palms on your hips, slides them around behind you and pulls you in by the small of your back, smiling all the while as he takes his time now to take your bottom lip between his, running his tongue over it as he kisses you so sweetly, so gently it makes you sigh pleasantly against his mouth, relaxing into him.

and then he bites you. of course. he latches his teeth onto your lip in a firm pinch, clasping you to him and growling as you yelp and whine and bat his shoulder.

“ooww eds, staaaahp!”

“i vaant to suck your blooood!” he dramatically lifts his head and then drops it, nibbling and kissing into your neck — that and the awful dracula imitation sending you into a fit a giggles and squeals as you lean into the attention. it made up for the pinched lip, and you didn’t mind the warm shiver down your spine as he nipped and kissed and breathed against the sensitive skin.

“oh nooo, nooo! the big scary vampire got me!” you swoon playfully, going a little limp in his arms as he laughs. “i hope he doesn’t steal me away to his lair!” you dramatically splay a hand against your forehead, really playing into the damsel role. eddie can’t help but laugh as you do so, goofy grin stubbornly staying put as he tries to play evil.

“I THINK—!” he can’t help a snort and you drop your head against his shoulder, both of you shaking with silent laughter. “I THINK I WILL STEAL YOU AWAY TO MY LAIR!!” you throw it back again with a wheeze at that, and eddie breathes laughter into you as he kisses you.

still holding you to him he begins to walk backwards out of the kitchen, stumbling a little as neither of you can keep from laughing, keep from kissing in between the giggles. in your distracted states, eddie accidentally steps on your toes and you yelp, the surprise and effort to quickly move his foot away making him stumble even further, backwards into the hallway where his back collides with the adjacent wall, making your surroundings rattle. you fall into him and he pulls you up into another red-faced, breathy kiss as you can hardly hold yourselves together, guts starting to ache with your amusement.

you snake hands up his front to grasp fistfuls of his shirt, pulling him into you hungrily as now it’s your turn to bite, nipping at his lips before trailing south to mar his jawline. the laughter gets softer, breathier, but you’re still giggling as you pull him away from the wall and guide him further down the hall, lips and teeth still marking his skin.

the hungrier you get, however, eddie does doubly so, and without even realizing he has you panting softly as his hands roam up your shirt as you lead him, up your soft sides to hold you at the dip of your spine and pull you closer, closer so he can briefly press himself against you and tease what you’re doing to him.

“mmmyour lair’s’too far away, mr. vampire,” you mewl against him, faltering in your step slightly which prompts eddie to halt you and press you back into the wall, snorting even as he kisses you till you’re out of breath.

“good thing i’m, like, really fucking fast,” eddie all but growls, and before you have time to react he’s attempting to hoist you up by the backs of your thighs, just under your rear, pulling you up into him as you yelp with the loss of footing. your arms lock around his neck as you bury laughter into the crook of his neck, holding onto him for dear life as he tries to scurry away with you.

“MINE! MINE FOREVER!!” he’s cackling and you’re practically shrieking with giggles, bouncing in his arms with each step, clinging to him tight.

and far be it from eddie to watch where he’s going, keep track of his footing as he carries you, as when he thinks he’s reached the fully closed door to his bedroom, what he’s actually reached is the partially closed door to his bedroom — and when eddie leans back into it for balance, he finds it’s completely thrown out the window as you both stumble and fall backwards into his room.

the door slams open with the force, and eddie squeezes you to him as he tumbles backwards, shielding you from the fall against his chest as he grunts with the force of it. a cacophony of chaos and yet the two of you are still dying with laughter there on the floor of eddie’s room, a shuddering pile of wheezes and gasps and snorts.

eddie holds your cheeks and lifts your head, checking you over while you’re nearly in tears with glee.

“sh-shit! shit! y-you okay babe?? speak to me!! speak to me y/n, tell me you’re alright!!” he wails with increasingly sarcasm-laden dramatics and squeezes your cheeks. you sputter with giggles as your lips are compressed by his palms, unable to even try to answer as you’re wracked with all-consuming amusement. because eddie is nothing if not all-consuming.

down the hall in the kitchen, the microwave starts to beep, while from eddie’s room the sounds of kisses and laughter give it the finger.

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slayfics · 4 months

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You seduce Hitoshi.

Warnings: Hitoshi aged up | NSFW

2,000 words~

Hitoshi sipped on the glass of wine you handed him. He eyed you as you puttered around the kitchen finding another glass for yourself.

His mind was overflowing with thoughts. Why had you called him over so late suddenly?

It must have been a few years since you both graduated from U.A. and he hadn't heard from you since then. However, tonight he got a message from you asking- no demanding him to come over. Hitoshi had the largest crush on you back in U.A. to the point that it was stupid. Ever since your first spar he found himself captivated by you. You were a strong confident hero, everything he wanted to be himself and you did it effortlessly.

So- of course, when he received your late-night message inviting him over, he dropped everything he was doing and drove to your apartment.

Finally locating another wine glass, you slipped it between your fingers and poured yourself a sturdy glass.

"So, uh- it's good to see you again," he spoke, trying to break the confusing tension.

"Good to see you too general studies~" You teased as you stalked back over to where he was sitting.

General Studies

It was the nickname you used to tease him with at U.A. Even after he transferred to the hero course, you made it a point to continue to use the playful nickname.

If anyone else had called him that, his blood would have boiled. He worked hard to train and transfer to the hero course. However, when the teasing words danced off your lips, he felt no anger at all. Quite the opposite.

The way your eyes looked at him up and down, and the corner of your mouth raised to a smirk when you said it always left him flustered. Even now.

Hitoshi continued to attempt small talk with you however, found himself at a loss for words at your next action. "How have you been? I think I heard you are working at-," he was in the middle of saying as you plopped yourself down in his lap.

He was left open-mouthed as you adjusted yourself on his lap making yourself comfortable.

"Hmm~ what were you asking me?" You teased him taking in the stunned boy's expression and placing a hand on his cheek.

"Uh-" Hitoshi tried to regain his train of thought but your hand found its way to his hair, running your fingers gently through his purple strands.

Boys are so easy, you laughed to yourself.

"That's ok Shinso, I didn't call you over to make small talk anyway," You spoke and placed a kiss on his neck eliciting a soft moan from him.

"Hey, I-," Hitoshi spoke clearing his throat. "You know I- I've been interested in you since U.A.," He spoke.

"Mhm~" You murmured.

"So, I-," Hitoshi kept trying to form his words into a complete sentence but the way you began to rock back and forth on his lap sent all the blood from his brain rushing elsewhere. "So, I- uh- would actually like to get to know you." He finally managed to say.

"Mmmm~ this is a good way to get to know me wouldn't you say?" You said with another wink and a small lick to his neck. "Besides little mockingbird~ do you really want me to stop?" You challenged and moved your gaze to make eye contact with the hero.

Hitoshi's eyes were already swimming in lust, his mouth hung agape as he tried to get himself to reject your advances. He was interested in more than just a one-night stand with you but-

"I didn't think so~" You whispered pressing your lips to his ears. "You said it yourself- you've been wanting this since U.A. haven't you? When we sparred and I pinned you down I could feel how excited you were~ Tell me Shinso- did you go back to your dorm and think of me? Did you touch yourself and pretend your hands were mine? Come on let me finally show you the real thing~"

Your words sent Hitoshi over the edge. Whatever resolve he had was far lost now. Another moan escaped his lips as you settled more into his lap swinging your other leg over him bringing yourself to straddle him now.

Every word you said bounced around his brain and hardened his excitement. Every word was true too. He lost count of the times that he had thought about you alone in his dorm. Finding his hand wrapped around his cock before he could even register what he was doing.

Despite his fantasies when he was a young boy, he had every intention of approaching this traditionally and respectably. He wanted to take you to dinner- go on dates- get to know you. But- how was he expected to stop himself now- now that you were presenting yourself so straightforward and singing such lewd words in his ears.

"That's a good boy~ it's ok to give in. Your body is speaking for you," you said resting your hand on the growing bulge in his pants.

The feeling of your hand on his excitement caused Hitoshi to snap. His hand found its way to the back of your head, fingers grazing your scalp as he grabbed a fistful of your hair and guided your lips to his. He pressed a heavy kiss full of lust onto your lips, and you parted them obediently giving him access to whatever he wanted.

Hitoshi eagerly followed your signals- his tongue exploring your mouth in rhythmic movements that elicited a deep moan from you. Your moan excited him further as his other hand found your waist and encouraged you to press further into his lap- his bulge rubbing up against you through his jeans.

"Mmm that's it~ I knew you had it in you, general studies~" You pulled away catching your breath.

Hitoshi didn't speak but sucked in the air attempting to catch his own breath. His lavender eyes pierced through you full of lust and begging for more.

"Do you want to feel~?" You asked seductively guiding his hand under your lingerie to your entrance. Hitoshi happily obeyed once more, his finger sliding slowly over your clit as he made his way to your entrance.

His finger slid inside you easily, "Fuck-," he moaned out. "You're so wet," his voice was deeper and heavier than before as if the lust had taken him down an octave.

"Mhm~ Do you think you were the only one that thought about this back at U.A.? That seductive sex hair of yours and bondage scarf you ran around with~ come on general studies show me what you can do," you provoked.

Hitoshi followed through sliding his finger in and out of your entrance slowly and rhythmically. You moaned out and moved your hips in motion with him, fully intending to give him a show.

"Damn~" Hitoshi marveled at the way your body moved for him and sang out. It was hotter than any fantasy his young boy brain had concocted. He was utterly spellbound by you.

"Come on little mockingbird give me more~" You pleaded.

Hitoshi slid another finger inside and lost his breath once again at your deepening moans and whimpers that you let out for him. You fully bounce up and down fucking yourself on his fingers- giving Hitoshi nothing left to do but gawk at the sight.

"Mm~ want to feel you~" You moaned halting your movements. "Please- can I?" You asked pressing a kiss to his jawline as your hand ran across the throbbing bulge in his pants.

Your performance had left Hitoshi speechless, but his hand guided yours to his belt.

"Enjoying the show so far~?" You asked teasingly as your hands worked to undo his pants. Hitoshi let out a breath of air trying to form any words. "You're so cute all pussy drunk already~ don't worry I'm going to finish the job," You winked and pulled down his jeans and boxers.

"Ohhh~" You sang out taking in the sight of his full-grown excitement. "I felt you were big when we sparred but- this is quite the pleasant surprise~" Hitoshi's face flushed at your praises to his member.

You smiled enjoying how much power you had over him. You wrapped your hand around his cock and moved your hand up and down the full length of his shaft. "You know after we sparred, and I felt your bulge- I had some dirty thoughts of my own when I was alone in my dorm. I wondered what your cock looked like- what it would feel like~ I'm so thankful you came over tonight, don't worry I'll make sure you won't regret it~" You spoke as you placed your hands on his thighs to lift yourself up. Hitoshi placed his hands on either side of your waist helping guide you as you sat back down on his cock.

"Fuck~" Hitoshi let out a loud moan that filled the room as your walls stretched around him and you sat back on his lap- cock fully inside.

You placed a gentle kiss on his lips, "You want me to move right little mockingbird~?" You asked.

Hitoshi nodded eyes half-lidded filled with lust.

"What happened to wanting to get to know me first hmm?" You mocked him.

Hitoshi's eyes widened as he took in your teasing expression. You had him and now you were playing with him. His eyes said it all as they silently begged you to move.

"Come on then- tell me, what do you want? Did I break you that easily?" You asked, a twisted grin growing on your face.

"Move- please move~" He begged giving in to your taunts. You had him, and he knew he had no other option than to concede. He couldn't remember a time he had ever felt so dominated in his life.

You smiled down at him, "Again- I didn't hear you."

"Please- fuck yourself on my cock," He spoke again.

Boys are so easy.

Taking mercy on him you began to bounce slowly on his cock. The pleasure that erupted on Hitoshi's face was unmistakable.

"Such a good boy~" You taunted as you picked up the pace causing Hitoshi's moans to increase.

"Fuck- mm~" He mewled out.

Your pace did not let up or give Hitoshi any time to restrain himself, his end was coming near, and it was clear from the flushness of his face. The way you took complete charge of him- and the lewd sounds that echoed through the room were doing him in.

You bounced up and down further observing the increasingly euphoric look on his face.

"Shinso brainwash me~" You called out as you continued to bounce up and down on his shaft.

"What?!" His eyes snapped open.

"Brainwash me~ I want to cum with you~" You pleaded.

"Mm~ no~" he moaned out during your thrusts.

You slowed down your pace to make your case, "Please I want to cum with you- I can see you're almost there,"

"No," he said stubbornly, logic running through his brain for the first time since you sat in his lap for the night.

"Please I want my walls to squeeze you as you cum inside~ you have my consent~ brainwash me~" You continued to make your case as you slide down once more from his tip to his base.

"Fuck~" He sang out frustrated... His eyes searched yours. You were serious, there was no question about it. Hitoshi had his reservations about misusing his quirk but-

"You want to cum?" He asked you.

Your eyes locked onto his as an excited smile spread across your face, "Yes." You answered him, allowing his quirk to activate.

Hitoshi closed his eyes and allowed his end to come, simultaneously you felt a rush of pleasure ring through your body more intense than you had ever felt before- it put every vibrator you had to shame as you were forced to cum by his quirk.

Your walls squeezed around him as his release filled you.

"Holy shit~" You sang out and collapsed onto him, resting your head on his shoulder. "You have the best quirk for sex general studies~" You declared.

Hitoshi inhaled deeply, trying to catch his own breath- maybe he should have been using his quirk for sex he realized.

Catching your breath. you smiled up at him, "Tell me~ what do you need to get ready again? Some juice- water?"

"What?" Hitoshi asked breathlessly.

"Oh, don't get mistaken now- I'm not done with you." You smiled and moved your lips to ears once more to whisper, "You're fun I like you- so you're in for a long night~"

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scarlettsandmaroons · 1 year

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she is midnight rain | n. romanoff

about me | series masterlist | natasha romanoff masterlist

pairing: professor!natasha romanoff x collegestudent!reader

chapter one | chapter two: she doesn't think of me

chapter summary: you just learned that your soon-to-be professor is straight up terrible. and in an attempt to drop out of her class, you instead became the target of her humiliation. you just knew you will hate her as she will you.

warnings: evident mommy issues (not really into depth)

a/n: im very excited to write this series (that's a lie, i'm only excited about the smutty parts, the beginning, not so much). will be trying to post an update every other day ꒰ ⸝⸝ɞ̴̶̷ ·̮ ɞ̴̶̷⸝⸝꒱

for all your years in high school, and the very few months you had before college, you didn't have a plan. you didn't know where you wanted to go. you didn't know what you wanted to take. there were too many choices. or maybe there's barely any. you just couldn't choose for yourself, you couldn't decide.

when you don't have a mother or in your case, when you have a mother who chose her boyfriend over you, you don't really have anyone telling you what to do, where to go. and maybe some people would love the same freedom that you had, but with that freedom was misguidance. you had nobody to help you choose, nobody to guide you, to teach you, to tell you what's best for you. you have to decide all that.

but when nobody told you what was best, what was the standard for best, how could you possibly have known. how could a child understand what was best for her when she was taught nothing about the sort.

you didn't know what you wanted, and your best judgement told you to trust in your friend and follow billy maximoff. he was your bestfriend. your other half. the only person you can confide in. you knew that you had to study where he would. you couldn't possibly survive on your own. you needed him to guide you. to tell you what to do. to protect you.

"you're in mrs. romanoff's class."

you were snapped out of your thoughts. you've been staring at the field the entire time. at the massive open field between the campus and the gate. you didn't know how long you've been here, for a moment, you didn't even remember billy being in front of you holding your class schedule.

"y/n, yoo-hoo. are you okay?" billy waved a hand in front of you. "what are you thinking?"

you sighed, "i can't believe i'm in college now and i still don't know what to do." you said, looking over billy's shoulder and getting once again lost in your own head. "how am i going to survive..."

"well, i'll survive." he said proudly, earning back your attention. you almost scowled at him for being a show-off. but he smiled at you. a soft reassuring smile. "i'll survive for the both of us." he said.

your heart fluttered a little. you didn't have a mom. or a dad. or siblings. but you had a family. you had billy.

"i know what i'm going to be. i have a plan. and while you don't have any for yourself, i'll carry you." he says.

you looked at your watch. freshman orientation is in a few, and seeing your attention on the clock sent billy the hint that you both should get going. nevertheless, your conversation didn't end as you both walked into the campus.

"how will you carry me?" you mused, not returning the same sentiment he sent you as you simply humored his words.

he held the straps of his bagpack. "mmmm..." he started thinking, "i'll get a job as soon as we graduate. you can stay with me and my parents until i get my own place which i'd be glad to share with you." he says. "that way, you can finally move out from your mum's house."

"that's... very free-loader of me." you chuckled, visualizing the life you'd share with your friend.

"well, you're my free-loader." he looks at you all giddy. "that's what friends do, right?"

you sighed, "yeah."

billy never had a good relationship with his twin brother, tommy. tommy decided to stay with his father after their parents got a divorce. billy on the other hand, stayed with his mother as she remarried.

you've never met mrs. maximoff's new husband. in fact, it's been a really long time since you'd seen billy's mom. the last time you saw her, she had some sort of a 50s haircut. from what your bestfriend tells you, she went through quite a few hair phases from a shoulder length side part to a long-haired rebonded look. at some point, you know she went crazy and got a full head of tight blonde curls. that was her, "going through a hard time with my husband so i must do something so incredibly different with my hair" hair. she went back to the normal big curls, fluffy airburn hair after she remarried though.

that's how close you were with billy. you were his sister, almost. you knew everything about him. even about his mother's haircuts half of which you're sad you weren't around to see.

"mr. stark's coming by for the orientation, did you know that?"

you looked at billy. "the rich guy who owns stark industries?"

"yeah. he's a friend of my moms and dad's."

"no way?!" you all but gasped. you did coo in shock a bit, looking at him with widened eyes. "damn, it must be nice to be connected to him." you say, your mind going on to imagine what your life would be if you were as rich as him. or even connected to him. then you wouldn't have to think about all the important decisions you need to make.

"he's connected to a lot of the professors here." billy mentions. "mr. rogers, mr. banner, mr. barton. but he's closest to mrs. romanoff. they're best friends." he looks at his watch. "i think he's here for the engineering department though. he's funding them lots."

"mrs. romanoff?" you ask, complete disregarding his following statement.

"he's the reason why mrs. romanoff met my parents." he says.

"i'm in her class right?"

you haven't taken a look at your timetable yet because billy has held onto it since it was given to you. eyeing all the names of your professors and giving you some kind of commentary about them. he knows a lot about them. mrs. maximoff used to be a professor here, and for the entirety of high school, billy frequented this very campus.

"yeah." he scoffed. "good luck."

"why? is she mean?"

"terribly." he says. "she's nice, but as your professor? she'll eat you alive."

you were in two of mrs. romanoff's classes, unfortunately for you. you had her in english literature, and business economics. and until classes had officially begun two days after your orientation, stories of how horrible she is; from how she failed more than half of the total students she's had in her lifetime, to how much she enjoys either suspending, or expelling her students over the littlest inconveniences became the center of all your conversations with billy. for someone who knows a lot about her, you wish he had gotten her instead of you. now the dreading fear of seeing her live up to your horrible expectations of her with you is just crippling.

"i'm dropping out of mrs. romanoff's classes." you blurt out during billy's long monologue of the stories he's heard about the professor.

he looked at you, "no! i didn't mean to scare you." he almost laughs. "she's actually really nice!"

you shot him a sharp glare. if he dares to defend mrs. romanoff after all the stories he's told, then he's better off shutting his mouth.

"yeah, no. too late."

there was a part of you that tugged at the idea of actually doing it. if there were something that stopped you, you would so give into it and drop it. you simply needed to know that you wanted to do—that you can do something about it so you can lie yourself into thinking that you have, this new life of yours, under control. and you were lucky enough to just serve into that purpose as you were unlucky enough to have stumbled upon a wooden door that had mrs. romanoff's name spelled out in gold letters.

natasha romanoff.

billy has been talking this entire time, explaining to you how mrs. romanoff could've been better than what he initially led you to believe. you've been taking mental notes but you haven't really been paying attention, so you only got, "she's the best professor here. constantly commended by the dean himself" and "her class is the hardest to get into. only the best of the best can get into it—"

you heard nothing further as you started fixating on how there was absolutely no way of telling if she was in as the massive window deemed useless with the blinds covering it. despite your efforts in trying to take even the smallest peak inside, no luck.

you can turn away. but you're here now. besides, not knowing whether or not she's in isn't really an inconvenience worth turning away from.

perseverance glinted your eyes. you weren't giving up. you put a hand on the handle, "y/n, no, she—", and you went in without hearing out billy, or even giving the chance for anyone to let you in.

you have to transfer out of her class before you have to go in it. as uncomfortable as this might be, it's this, or a whole year or more worth of wishing you got out when you could.

inside was a woman sitting at the desk just a few steps away from you. it was a relatively average sized room. it wasn't too small. not too cramped. but it wasn't too big either. not too empty. the walls of either sides were bookshelves. the back wall, a massive window overlooking the entire front of the school.

the woman lifted her head to see you, and immediately, you were taken aback by her... beauty. the features that are of the ordinary, but on its entirety, with all of it combined, created this image of the goddess sitting in front of you.

you melted. you pictured her to be an old woman, but now you see why everyone was so intimated by her. her simple gaze, and unmoving disinterest of your presence made you feel so small. to have such a gorgeous woman look at you like you didn't matter, exactly the way that she did you, is so intimidating. so belittling. yet, you were enamored. you were captured by her. she was just simply mesmerizing. satisfying.

she had red hair. massive curls that cascaded down her shoulders as if so intricately placed to look so neat and clean. she had a side part, though, it was barely noticeable as the part was a lot closer to the center than it should be for a side part. her eyes were so brightly... emerald. despite of the shadows created by the light behind her, it stayed so vibrant. like a gem. she had such a beautifully molded nose. and red lips. you wanted nothing else but to stare at her forever.

"i suggest you start saying something now, before this intrusion of yours becomes the reason why your time here ends."

her voice sent chills down your spine. you felt goosebumps. all the hair in your body rose. her voice was so terribly cold. she was composed, and calm. and had not a care in the world, especially you. the way she delivered it with such disinterest, almost in a condescending way made you feel so small. it gave you all the more reason to drop out.

she was looking up at you. her chin was resting at the back of her hand where she had a pen between her fingers.

she made your heart race in fear.

"i'm in your class." you take a deep breath. "i'd like to drop out."

you see the end of her lip twitch almost in amusement when her eyes dropped to the papers on her desk. she fixed her posture and started fixing the mess she had laid out. she did it so painfully slow as if you weren't there. but when she stood up, placing both of her hands on her desk, you knew she wasn't trying to torture you. the way the end of her lip raised into the slightest grin made you realize she was having her fun with you. like one of the students she'd amuse herself with first, embarrass, torture, belittle, before kicking out. almost like you were a toy. one of the many for her.

you gulped.

"tell me, miss y/f/n y/l/n. why do you want to drop out?" she asks, slowly going around her desk before she gestured to a chair in front of it—not to offer you a seat, but to require you to do as she wants, and sit down. "you haven't even seen me in class yet. i doubt you even had the chance to attend your very first class which you will soon miss if you continue to—waste, my, time."

you gulped again. something about the way she stares at you while she walks to the small table by the bookshelf where she had a few glasses and whiskey made your throat dry.

"i heard stories."

"i assure you, miss y/l/n," you flinched a bit when her glass hits the surface of her desk, later followed by her body dropping to her seat in the most elegant way. "whatever you heard is true."

goosebumps again. not good goosebumps. "please let me leave because i want to cry" goosebumps. her eyes were piercing through you, you can't imagine moving. to even relax your shoulder and somehow offending her with the slight movement is such horror for you.

she took a sip from her drink. before letting the glass hang barely by her fingertips as she leans closer to you, her chin resting once again on the back of her hand.

"how old are you?" she asks.

"i just turned 18." you answer quickly as if it would disappoint her if you waited a beat.

"what is something worth knowing about a y/f/n y/l/n?" you didn't notice the way your name rolled off her tongue. you didn't notice she knew your name this entire time. she said it with such grace. never had your name sounded so foreign. so new. so beautiful.

something about her was pulling you in. sucking you into her. and you weren't sure if it was the fear of getting kicked out, or just because of her sheer charms that made you blurt out every thinkable thing about you.

"i'm 18. i just turned 18." you started, taking a deep breath in and calming yourself down when you realized how quick you were talking. "i can't drive for the life of me. i hate milk. i'm plainly unhealthy. i don't drink vitamins. or eat an average amount of nutrients and meals in general. i'm nocturnal, i can't fall asleep at night. i love juice, soda, everything but water. i have a complicated relationship with my hair. i..." the realization stunned you. the realization that you were sitting in the office of who you heard was the strictest professor in this very university, telling her about the most absurd, uninteresting things about you, when you might just be on the very verge of getting kicked out of your bestfriend's dream university.

you calmed yourself down. you tried to rid yourself of the panic you resorted to burying deep deep down, you fixed your posture, cleared your throat, and in the most modulated voice that you can harness within yourself, you said, "i am ambitious, strong, independent—" that's a lie. "bright, optimistic, and persistent. and i really want to have the opportunity to begin my year in this university—" hopefully not in your class. "because i know that i have the exact amount of wit, and dedication this school is looking for in a student." i don't want to be in your class. "if given the opportunity to... in a different class wherein i can flourish."

"well," she says as if impressed. you stood up when she did, giving her a hopeful expression like that's going to boost your chances of getting out of her class without suffering the grave consequences she's known to give.

she moved around the table again, this time, moving slowly towards you. step by step. closer each passing second. and when the two of you were finally faced to face with each other without the desk between you, her small smirk dropped. "no." she says in a way that showed you how amused she was of putting your efforts of coming in here to waste without sounding anywhere besides stern.

"what?"

"i said no."

"no, what?" at this point, you were in distress. but you tried your best to hide it. you weren't very successful though. your voice raised, though you all but shouted.

her left hand rested on the surface of her desk when she leaned her hip against it, tipping her head slightly to the side, "look, miss y/l/n, i did not just waste all this time getting to know you and your... habits, just for you to drop out of my class."

her tone was unkind. she was cold, and stern. and she wanted nothing but to get her way. your attempts gave her mere amusement. she didn't acknowledge you, or your request, she just wanted to see the way your face would contort in shock when she declines you after letting you think your efforts would get you anywhere.

"but, mrs. romanoff—"

"BUT...! miss y/l/n—" she didn't shout, but the way she said it, the way her voice raised. you wanted to crawl into a cave and cry. especially with the way her eyes lingered on a little too long on yours before she looked away and returned to her seat. "i could so easily penalize you for entering my office with no permission." her tone was mad. graceful, elegant. calm and collected. but mad. "i would have you suspended if i didn't appreciate your... attempt, to even come inside my office, to speak to me and look me straight in the eye requesting me for something... you're gutsy. you could've used that in my class instead."

you weren't going to win.

today, you realized, that mrs. romanoff will always have the power. and if you can't handle that, then you're better of leaving the school.

she's dreadful. she's dark. she's the storm that angers the seas. and the rain at midnight. she is going to potentially ruin your chances of succeeding in this university—in life, and you will... hate her as you are now definitely sure she will you.

"i'll see you later."

you did see her later. a blissful 2 hours without her was replaced by dread when the moment you sat on the very back of the lecture hall, she came in. everyone stood before her, as if it were highschool, and you just went with it. just a mere clack of her high heeled shoes had everyone on their feet, their hands on their chest as if she was a goddess to be worshiped.

"good morning, everyone."

nobody spoke, it was mere silence after a beat of her greeting in which she gestured everyone to sit. you hid behind a tall man. the lecture hall was packed. although, there were a few empty seats up front.

"i'd like to begin today with..." she didn't have much with her. she only had a clipboard which she places on her desk. she took quite a while adjusting. but when she did; when she was leaning back on her seat, her legs elegantly crossed, where her hands rested on her knee, she looked straight ahead. and for a moment, you thought you can feel her eyes boring through the people you're hiding behind of and staring at you. "i have absolutely zero tolerance for any of your bullshit." all the calmness of her tone before was replaced by a sheer sharpness. "you either do as i say, exactly as i say it, or you leave this classroom. better yet, this school. are we clear?" she was stern. and you were scared. "now," she says with an exhale. "you at the back," you froze. "are we clear with that?"

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