ok but how about a dom reader whos always busy (workaholic and shi) x an always clingy n touchy sub yan.
like. reader is never at home. and when he finally come back ends up doesn't paying that much attention to yan, sayin 'im too tired' or going to his home office. eventually being followed by yan cause omfg poor boy is basically starving for a little bit of attention. he still declines yan's pleadings tho
then one day this man shows up earlier and completely EAGER for his yan. idk what more can i say. breeding? degradation? daddy kink? dumbification? what could happen when theyre feeling so fucking needy for each other?
(also i love your writing so so much!!!!!!! <3
workaholic male reader, clingy sub yandere ^ rambles. euugh
dumbification works w either imo, reader fucking lover til hes stupid while simultaneously fucking his lover stupid?!
amab//domtop reader/subbot yandere, cw;; breeding, daddy kink, dumbification xd wanna rework this into a more ,,, eloquent fic. soon. have been busy. i really liked this idea so. will do on my own soon.
workaholic you, growing super distant… obviously making your lover paranoid. because what if you're cheating on him? you aren't, of course - he knows that, but he cant stop those kinds of thoughts from popping into his mind…!!! humping your pillow to ease himself while ur at work, watching the camera feed of you in your office… sigh…. often hearing the dreaded words accompanied by a soft simple pat on his back - not even a kiss... "sorry... please, baby, not right now. i'm too tired." he sobs himself to sleep, knowing you're only providing for him,,,, it hurts!!!
all his worries wash away when you arrive home earlier than usual! concerned, but all the more happy to see you appear in the doorway of your home… breathing ragged, looking all dark and mysterious,,,, the mere sight of you looking all deranged makes him hot and bothered. ignoring the way his dick twitches to life, uhmㅡ
"honey? why are you home so early, sweetheart?” draping himself across your front in a very affectionate hug. he couldnt help himself-! and, much to his delight you were not pushing him awayㅡand practically throwing yourself onto him?!?! hh..h.hh...
there you were,,, grasping his face in your hands, pressing your lips against his so hungrilyㅡ “i need youㅡneed you. need you.” expressing your apparent neediness over and over as you bury your face in the crook of his neck ㅡ he was startled, but so fucking eager to comply? feeling the way your boner presses against him? you were that eager for him just as he is you???,,,,, he nearly faints. tearing up with a now raging erectionㅡ “please, baby, i need you - i need you reallyㅡreally badly-” so fucking happy as he completely smothers you in his love,,,
you don't need to tell him twice,,, throwing the front door closed…,,, leading him to the bedroom, covering his face in kissesㅡeven when there was a perfectly good couch right there to make love on. he won't complain,,,, hes gotten used to the null feeling of toys...,,, so, feeling the very loving embrace of your dick filling him up overstimulates him rather.,,, quickly!!! thinking about how truly awful you are to neglect this pretty litte thing, how could you? so, so very awful.
your darling little lover sobbing on your cock… he's so beautiful - experiencing his love and affection for the first time in forever? berating yourself for being so distant,,, pouring all your frustration at yourself into his flexing taut hole,,,, “mm-misssed you… s-so mu-uch daddy-!” he doesn't seem to catch what he just moaned… too drunk on the feeling of your cock pistoning in and out of him - it feels otherwordly?!
and, i mean. going along with it. with ease, because he deserves everything. especially, anything for your darling lover who just wants affection, your love!!! laughing breathlessly as you piston your hips against his, nuzzling your nose into the side of his head - peppering his face in kisses, “daddy's right here, sweet thing - n-never leaving again, y'hear?” it was… a little odd, but fitting. afterall, you're pumping load after load - breeding him. obviously you'd be the daddy in this situation…,,,,
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Can you make a smut with sex chocolates where Matt suggests trying them to see who collapse first and the reader say yes and she sits on his lap while he’s gaming then one of them collapses and he takes her to the bed thanks!
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matt sturniolo x fem!reader (y/n)
word count: 1.8k
warning: smut, sex chocolates (lmao idk if this counts), kissing, no protection (dont do this y'all), dom!matt, sub!reader
a/n: omg i loveee this request. sorry if im writing shitty bye, i literally have the sickest writers block rn. anyways - thanks for requesting this!! i hope this is what you meant <33
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“Matt, what’s this?” you asked. You and Matt had just gotten home from buying groceries, but you didn’t see him put any chocolate into the basket.
“Ohhhh, that,” he looked up from his bag. “Don’t freak out or anything, but it’s sex chocolates, I saw it online. It’s supposed to make you super horny and your orgasm is supposed to be amazing,” he smiled, kind of nervously.
You giggled a bit. “You wanna try ‘em? I’m down,” you smiled, walking up to the counter Matt stood, as he nodded.
You handed the chocolate to him and he broke off two pieces.
“They should start working in like 15 minutes,” he chuckled, his mouth full of, now chewed, chocolate.
“Real charming, Matt. Real charming,” you giggled.
“I have a bonus. We should try and see who can last the longest,” he smirked, leaning over you.
“Challenge accepted,”
Here and there Matt would kiss you, but just to tease you, he’d continue down your neck until you begged for more, stopping suddenly, leaving you completely disorientated, or grabbing your waist to stroke his crotch against you, making you even wetter than you already were, still begging him ‘just fuck me already’, but he didn’t
As Matt said, around 20 minutes later you felt it starting to work really well. You knocked on the door to your room finding Matt, sitting by his computer playing Fortnite. He was hard.
“Hi baby,” he turned from the screen. “You feel it working?”.
“Mhh,” was all you responded. You didn’t want to blow your cover, but yes, it did work. And it had for the past 10 minutes. You were practically dripping already, searching for friction at any surface.
Matt was distracted by the screen again, but you walked up to him to position yourself on top of him.
“Woah, easy there,” he chuckled, wrapping his arms around your waist to hold the controller again. Your legs were on either side of his lap, arms around his shoulders, resting your head on him. His cock pushed up against your hamstring.
At first, there was just silence, the only sound being the clicking of the buttons on the controller or Matt occasionally murmuring a quiet ‘fuck’ under his breath. As the chocolates kicked in, your core only became more needy. You gently rolled your hips on him, earning a quiet whimper from his lips, making you clench around nothing.
“God- don’t do that,” Matt said in a stern tone, which made you pull back to look at him.
“What? I’m not doing anything,” you acted dumb, doing it again, making yourself whine from the crave of friction.
“Babe, I’m trying to win this,” he snickered, turning serious again.
You could feel his body tense beneath you, his cock hardening as he unintentionally pushed his hips back up. His gameplay got worse and worse until he died.
“Fuck,” he cursed again, but this time it was whiny. Needy. He looked up at you, dropping the controller onto the table to grip your hips. This time you shifted on him “trying to find a comfortable position”, but really you were just out to tease him. He groaned, his brows furrowing, eyes still locked onto yours.
“I swear to god, if you keep going I’m gonna have to fuck so nicely you won’t be able to stand,” he muttered, making you throb. He slid one of his hands up the side of your body, making you shiver, the other one sliding down, reaching the waistband of your sweatpants, tugging gently at them.
“Do you give in? I can feel you throbbing, y/n,” he smirked. Fuck.
“N-no. Not yet,” you rasped, placing your hands on the back of his head.
“Alright then,” he said hoarsely, pushing your sweatpants down your thighs, not fully taking them off. You inhaled sharply as he gently tapped on your clothed pussy, stroking the wet patch on your panties.
“All this, from only the chocolates? I didn’t even touch you, hm?” he teased, pushing your panties to the side with one finger.
“Oh my god-” you whined as he slid his fingers through your wet folds, back and forth.
Matt kept his eyes locked on you, a smirk playing on his lips, watching you squirm. He then inserted his middle finger into your dripping pussy, pushing it all the way in before adding his index, making your mouth fall wide open.
“Holy fuck, so tight,” he breathed out, starting to push his fingers in and out repeatedly. He leaned in to kiss you hungrily, immediately slipping his tongue into your mouth.
“Matt- please,” you whimpered between the kisses, thrusting down on his fingers, practically begging for more.
“Please what? Use your words, baby,” he said in a mocking tone, almost pulling his fingers all the way out before thrusting them deep back into you.
“M-matt,” you moaned, your eyes tightly shut. “Please- I give up. You win, now please fuck me,” you whimpered. The chocolates were really getting to you.
“As you wish,” Matt smiled proudly, removing his fingers to carry you to your bed.
He gently placed you on the end of the bed, removing your sweats and panties in one, and pulling your shirt off for you.
“Oh fuck. You’re so fucking beautiful, y/n,” he breathed out, leaning over you to leave kisses down your neck and collarbone, kissing harshly enough to leave spots that would turn dark purple later.
Your fingers immediately went through his dark hair, twisting and pulling it.
“Matt- please just- fuck me,” you whined, his teeth colliding against your skin.
“Since you asked so nicely,” Matt smickered, pulling away from you to take off his t-shirt, sweatpants, and boxers.
He then leaned back down, his hands on either side of your head, kissing you from your cheek to your neck, collarbone, and chest.
“So pretty,” he groaned, pulling out whiny and needy whimpers from you.
“Matt- I need you, please,” you pleaded, your hands resting on his bare chest.
“Patience darling,” he teased, kissing you behind your ear before pulling away. His hand wrapped around his already hard cock, pumping himself a few times. You just stared with pure desire.
“Tell me if you want me to go slowly in, okay?” he reassured you before lining himself up with your throbbing entrance, his hands still on each side of your head to steady himself.
“O-okay… Please do,” you smiled, gripping his bicep, your other hand resting on his chest.
He nodded and slowly started to push himself into you. Immediately, your eyes squinted shut, your mouth wide agape, breathing heavily. You have had sex before, but you had never completely adjusted to his size.
“So fucking tight, oh my god,” he groaned when he had fully pushed himself into you.
“Y-you can start going, please,” you whimpered, throwing your head back and he slowly pulled out to push himself back into your pussy, making a quiet slapping sound. His thrusts started growing sloppier, harder. Not going back in slowly, but thrusting himself into you.
“Yeah, does that feel good, baby?” he smirked, noticing the intense look on your face. You nodded, unable to form any words. His hand reached out to grab your face.
“Words.” he said in a demanding tone.
“Y-yes- it feels so good-” you cried, your nails digging into his bicep, you other hand gripping his hair. He seemed to like that, because he picked up the speed, thrusting himself harder into you.
“Matt!” you moaned, clenching around him. It’s not that it hurt, he was just rough.
“Please, Matt- can you be gentle,” you whimpered, moaning loudly as he slammed back into you.
“You’ve been teasing and begging me for this, y/n. Don’t act like you can’t fucking take it now,” he hoarsed, ramming into you again, his horse pendant necklace dangling from his neck right in front of your eyes.
“But-” you tried to protest, but you ended up moaning, almost pornographically. Suddenly, the familiar knot started tightening in your stomach.
"Taking me so well, hm? Is this what you wanted?" he pulled almost all the way out, sinking himself back into you harshly.
“Y-yes.. Matt, I’m close-” you wailed, panting for air.
“You can hold it,” he kept going at a fast pace, now grabbing your hips with one hand, making you clench around his cock as he had better access, repeating his name.
“Holy fuck, we’re up for a noise complaint. Don’t stop though, you look so hot like that. Such a whimpering mess, screaming my name, huh?” he said, mock-concern plastered all over his face. You had no response, shutting your eyes tightly, moaning as you could tell your orgasm approach. Matt could tell too.
“Open your eyes. I know you’re close, and I want to see your pretty face when you cum all over my cock,” he muttered, feeling himself nearing his climax as well. His hand on your hip reached for your clit, rubbing it in circles, immediately increasing pace.
“Matt! Oh fuck-” you cried, your legs shaking as you came around him, your eyes locked onto his.
“Holy shit-” he whimpered as he kept thrusting into you. The feeling becoming too much, you grabbed his shoulder and dug your nails into his skin, sure to leave moon-shaped spots all over him.
“Fuck, Matt please stop- It’s too much,” you sobbed, gripping his wrist to remove his hand from your clit.
“I’m close. Y/n!” he moaned, squeezing his eyes shut as you clenched around him repeatedly, which was his last straw. You felt his cock twitch inside of you as his cum filled you up. Your breaths are still heavy, the both of you panting for air. Matt then slowly pulled out, his cock covered in both of you’s cum.
He dumps down beside you, both of you now lying on your side.
“You’re fucking awesome,” he smiles, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. You chuckled.
“So are you,” you smiled back, tiredly.
“Sorry if I was rough. I don’t know, you just- yeah. You’re awesome,” he smiled, this time a more nervous, innocent smile.
“No, don’t worry about it, Matt. I kinda liked it,” you giggled, picking up his pendant necklace to fiddle with it.
He leaned forward to kiss your forehead, his fingers tracing the dark spots he left on your neck earlier, which were now purple with a yellow undertone.
"Was your orgasm as amazing as I said it would be?" he laughed and you joined him.
"Yeah, it was. You always make it amazing tho. Chocolate or not," you whispered, running your hand through his hair.
“I love you, y/n” he whispered, stroking your cheek with his knuckles.
“I love you too,” you whispered back, grabbing his head, kissing his lips softly.
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a/n: goodbyeee, i cant be the only one who physically cringe when i read my own smut. also, please feel free to leave requests in my inbox, it really makes my mind work a bit more lmaoooo.
anyways - i hope this is what you meant! dont want to disappoint anyone lol.
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