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dabisqueen · 3 years

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Suck It Up

Shigaraki x Reader

⇢ rating: 18+

⇢ word count: roughly 1.5K

⇢ plot: coming back from a mission, you forgot to report to your boss. He didn't take it all that well.

⇢ warnings: 18+, smut, noncon, nipple play, nipple orgasm, vaginal sex, vaginal orgasm, creampie, threatening of quirk use, aged up characters

⇢ NO MINORS ALLOWED!!!

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I came back to the League's Headquarters sweaty and dirty in dire need of a shower. I stripped off my clothes and stepped underneath the shower. I felt specially aroused, being that time of the month, my ovaries close to exploding, my breasts sensitive and tender. I loved the way the warm water caressed my skin, enjoying the tingling feeling between my legs. I slipped a hand down my thighs, sliding over my sensitive nub as I rested my back against the cold tiles, a welcoming cooling for my overheated body. Rubbing my clit and teasing my nipples it didn't take long for me to cum.

Feeling elated, I dried myself off, slipping into an oversized white button up shirt. It hung just above my knee and I almost disappeared in it. But it was the most comfortable thing I owned and I loved wearing it. The cottony fabric felt good against my soft skin, rubbing against my nipples, perking them up. I went about tidying my room when suddenly the door opened and Shigaraki barged in.

“Hey brat, never reported to me on-," he stopped mid sentence, seeing me standing in the middle of the room, half dressed. My wet hair hung in disheveled strands around my face, water dripping off them, making my shirt transparent and cling to my skin.

His messy pale tufts covered most of his face and I could only make out his glowing red eyes staring at me.

"Boss, m'sorry, forgot." I mumbled, my cheeks flushing, my breasts still erect from the heightened arousal.

His gaze raked my half covered body, fixing on my hard nubs, his eyes a rapturous look in them. His tongue darted out and snaked over his cracked lips.

He snarled, "I don't like disobedience, especially not slacking off,“ and took a step towards me.

I fumbled for words as he approached me further. My cheeks were ablaze by now, my body reacting on it's own as I felt a familiar heat starting to kindle inside my core.

He noticed my reaction and his lips curled up into a smirk, stepping right in front of me, only inches away. I gasped, never being so close, so personal to him. My breath hitched as he leaned in, smelling him, damp dust and linen.

"I can think of a way to make it up to me," his voice just a rasp.

Blood was rushing into my core now, as I stumbled back until the back of my legs hit the bed.

"Lay down," his hoarse voice demanding at me.

"Boss-“ I pleaded but he tutted quietly at me "You know what I do to someone pissing me off,“ and he wiggled his fingers in demonstration. I winced and turned around, crawling to the middle of the bed, laying down on my back, hair framing my face nestled into the pillow, hands balled into fists.

He stepped next to the bed, climbed over me and sat down on my legs, straddling me, knees to each side of my hips.

He smirked and rasped “Open," gesturing at my shirt. I struggled beneath him, but, realizing I was impaled by him, I hesitantly started to undo my shirt, button after button. As I reached the bottom he took each hem with two fingers and pulled them to the side, exposing myself to him. My breath hitched as the cold air hit my naked skin, making my erect nipples bud up even harder.

"Boss-" I winced but he cut me off with a hand gesture.

He started stroking my belly, and then up around and in between my breasts. He circled them with large strokes of his calloused hand, giving my breasts a little squeeze, before dipping his face down to hover over them. His breath was hot against my skin, stimulating my already rattled nerves. His fingertips caught my nipple, rolling it lightly between two fingers and as that nub puckered and stiffened even more, he moved on to the other.

I couldn't help but mewl below him, an unfamiliar feeling arising in my breasts, not being used to such attention. His tongue darted out, the flat of it sliding over my skin, drawing little soft whimpers from me. He drew my hardened nipple into his warm mouth, latching around it, licking it, tracing little circles around it, flicking it with the tip of his tongue.

Jolts of pleasure ran through my body, building up an unknown heat each time. I arched my back, moaning as he kept sucking relentlessly,

"You're really sensitive," he rasped, cracked dry lips contorted into a slim smirk, brushing them over my erect nubs. I could only answer with an incomprehensible gargle. When he bit down on my nub, just enough to hurt but not to lacerate my sensitive skin, my mouth fell open, a heated moan shooting up my throat and my eyes rolled back with pleasure. He kept groping my breast, twisting its nub, letting off throaty grunts as he kept biting into the other, setting off fireworks throughout my body. It was enough stimulation for the coil inside me to wind tighter, my overstimulated nipples continuing to shoot off sparks down to my core.

A low raspy hum vibrated through his body, my breasts and my body as he kept mouthing, licking me. I managed to let out "Oh my god," and he pulled back, letting out a throaty giggle, seeing me fully delirious below him. He bent down again and continued.

I was pushed to my limit, hesitant to let go, a fire spreading throughout my whole body as the pleasure built slowly and gradually. And then, without a warning, it exploded out of nowhere. Waves of orgasmic pleasure rippled through my body and I let out a high pitched screech. My back arched, and my hips bucked below him while he let out short raspy groans, still sucking on my tits, drawing continuous moans from me.

I was slowly coming down from my high, tears pegging my eyes, a sight that had him snicker with a glint in his eyes "That sensitive, huh?" followed by a throaty chuckle.

I lay below him, unable to move, my whole body still tingling with pleasure. He scooted off, just far enough to pull my legs apart and positioned himself between them. Still trying to catch my breath I heard the rustle of fabric and looked up with opium blown eyes.

He kneeled between my legs, sweats pulled down. Stroking his freed distinct cock, he positioned himself at my wet entrance and slowly slid in.

I threw my head back, biting my lips, trying to hold back tears. I let out little huffs of breath as I tried to accommodate his size, while he pressed forward, inch by inch, until he was fully buried deep inside me, his pale tufts kissing my sensitive button.

I gasped, the feeling of being impaled on him too intense. My body was set on fire, every nerve in overdrive, I felt so full I could hardly breathe. He looked down at the belly bulge and muttered so tight, eyes glowing with unquenchable desire.

He slowly pulled back and my mind exploded right away, the ridge of his head rubbing along my sensitive walls, sending sparks flying through my body.

"Oh god, this- ahhh," it was too much for me. Once almost out, he pushed back in with a strong thrust, having me keen out loud. I clawed into the sheets, gasping, moaning as he started to thrust into me, still staring at my flat belly being stretched and filled with each rut, sucking in shallow excited breaths.

"This is fucking hot," he rasped, slightly breathless, a little drop of sweat running down his cheek.

Dissociated and overwhelmed by the pleasure rolling through me, every nerve was on fire as each of his ruts had me hurling towards an unknown edge. He increased the speed, pounding into me now, grabbing my hips, pinkies raised as he also started to get lost in the sensation. Sounds of our sexes combined, heated noises of pleasure filled the air while we both neared our highs with each jerk of his hips.

My vision went blurry, my mouth open, continuous moans falling from it and I felt a powerful climax nearing. With a particularly strong rut all my restraints snapped like a twig, waves of pleasure rolling over me and I came. Trembling and moaning, I clawed at the sheets, yelling whatever words first came to my mind in a jumbled mess, my insides twitching and contracting around him.

After a few more rut, fervently burrowing his face in my neck, he spilled his milky seed deep into my cunt, dribbling out around his length, leaving a mess on the patch of white curls at the base of his dick.

He convulsed on top of me, sweaty skin sticking to each other as we both rested, trying to catch our breath. Eventually, he pulled out and closed his pants back up. My mind still fogged, I hardly noticed him getting up and moving towards the door, opening it.

Just as I heard the click of it closing behind him I was coming to enough to remember something important. My eyes shot open, hands darted down to my cum soaked folds between my thighs.

"Shit."

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vecnawrites · 3 years

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The Arc's were a VERY open family so it was common for the arc sisters to bet on who wins Jaune or his twin Joan fucking for who gets the remote or the shower etcetera. They just wish they can get a turn for once.

(Holy Hell, this one got away from me! Turned from something that was going to be short and sweet to over 2.6k words!)

The Arc siblings watched as Jaune and Joan fought over who got to watch their show, which ran during the same half-hour time slot. “You got to watch last, Joan! It’s my turn now! Today’s episode is supposed to be really good!” Jaune hated being the only male in the house, even when the girls didn’t like something, it seemed like they ganged up to make sure he didn’t win anything!

Joan shook her head vehemently, her golden tresses and long braid swaying behind her. “I’m not missing the second part of this three-parter, Jaune! You’ll just have to miss it!” she declared, folding her arms underneath her massive bust, bringing the miniature chest planets up.

Over on the side, Saphron looked at Bleu, her glasses wearing sister. “So, what are the odds this time?” she asked, keeping an eye on the deadlocked and arguing twins. The second most buxom of the sisters adjusted her glasses, her sharp blue eyes narrowing.

“Well, Jaune has consistently won the past few matches,” she began, going over what she knew, “although it looks like this time Joan is going to take the initiative…” she finished, licking her lips as Joan yanked down her twin brother’s sweatpants, revealing his large and heavy balls and long limp cock, which she slurped into her mouth as she dropped into a squat, resting her plump ass on her heels. She began to bob her head rapidly, fiercely sucking on her twin brother’s cock, much to Jaune’s shock as he swiftly hardened to his full size.

Slick noises and loud gags filled the air as she tried to take it into her throat, before backing off and looking victorious...until Jaune grabbed the back of her head and shoved her down to the base, making her gag and gargle around the base of his cock, squirming heavily as he took control and outright fucked her face, saliva flying to the side in thick strings as her throat bulged and she looked up with wide, shocked eyes.

Glurk! Glurk! Schlick! Guhguhahg! The buxom blonde slapped at her brother’s thighs as he thrust to the base, pulling back just enough to let her breathe, before plunging down to the base, Joan’s chin nestled against Jaune’s balls. All the while, Jaune was speaking, his voice calm and even, as though he wasn’t violently claiming his sister’s face and throat.

“This is how you throat a cock, Joan! None of that teasing stuff you were pulling off! You’ll never get anyone off that way, no matter how long you do it!” Jaune shoved Joan to the base and held her there, feeling her throat protest and her tongue writhe against the underside of his cock. With a huff, he jerked backwards, yanking his cock out of his sister’s throat. Gliiitccchhh!

He slapped his cock, covered in her saliva, throat slime, and his own precum, on her face, smearing the combined fluids across her skin as she coughed and worked to catch her breath.

Huffing, Jaune reached out and shoved his sister gently away from him, gripping and ripping her blouse open, sending buttons flying everywhere as Joan’s bare tits bounced lewdly, slapping against one another and jiggling heavily, her fat nipples swollen, the slits hiding her nipples slightly opened.

Spinning the buxom blonde around, Jaune grabbed her sweatpants and shoved them down, revealing the bubbly shelf that was her ass and her soaking core, the crotch of her sweatpants dark from the weeping liquid. With a chuckle, Jaune brought his hand down on Joan’s rear, making the curvy blonde cry out as the flesh of her bottom rippled from the strike.

Crouching down a bit, Jaune rubbed his tip, sticky with precum, across Joan’s soaking slit, deciding to be sporting and give his twin a chance. When no attempt at fighting back came, Jaune shrugged and plunged, bottoming out in less than a second and beginning immediately with fast, hard thrusts, loud claps from Jaune’s hips meeting Joan’s bubbly backside filling the air...and their sister’s ears.

Saphron, Bleu, Crimson, Chartreuse, Indy, Gao, and Violette all watched, red in the cheeks, as Joan’s face when from defiant, to shocked, to her eyes rolling up and back in her head, her mouth dropping open and her tongue flopping out, drool sliding down her chin and slowly dripping to the floor as her body trembled and shook in orgasm after orgasm, her cum trailing down her inner thighs and to the rug.

“Heh, Joan, Joan, Joan…” Jaune chided, shaking his head, “you really have to work on your stamina, if you ever expect to beat me!” Jaune growled, picking up speed even more, loud squelching noises coming from their joining. Crack! Crack! CRACK! Joan squealed as Jaune spanked her ass, the pale adipose tissue turning a bright pink as her brother’s hand spanked, slapped, and squeezed it, mauling it between his fingers light dough.

Saphron squeezed her thighs together, her own pussy soaking her panties, twin peaks rising and tenting her shirt as her nipples tightened from her arousal and strained against the fabric of her shirt. Her sisters were no better at all, each of them flushed and fidgeting in place...or discretely rubbing herself, in Bleu’s case. ‘It’s always the shy ones…’ she thought idly, before her attention was grabbed by the sight before her once more.

“You better start fighting back, Joan...otherwise, I’m going to cum…” reaching down, Jaune grabbed his twin’s massive breasts and began to roughly squeeze, pulling her up by using them as handles. “Look! Our sisters are watching you get utterly destroyed by my cock...they’re watching you cum like a slut for your brother’s dick!” a hard clenching around his cock made him laugh. “Oh my god, you’re actually getting off on this! You have no shame whatsoever, do you!?” he began to thrust harder into Joan’s sopping wet pussy, his fingers grabbing, pinching, twisting, pulling her fat nipples, which had popped out of their protective slits and were bereft of their ‘armor’.

“Nooooooo~!” Joan wailed in denial, shaking her head, even as she threw her head back and came explosively, squirting hard enough and powerfully enough that her cum spritzed over Saphron’s and Bleu’s legs and feet.

Jaune growled. “Here it comes, Joan!” he thrust harder and harder into his sister, his balls slapping against her pussy and her clit, extending the buxom blonde’s orgasm, even as his own began, his balls pulsing and shooting out large bursts of cum into his sister’s womb, excess spurting out from the seal that was made from their conjoined sex organs.

Jaune lazily rolled his hips as his orgasm continued, still playing with and fondling Joan’s breasts as she slumped against him, red faced, squirming and panting for air, her pussy quivering around his still rock hard cock.

“Hmph. Thanks to that argument, both of us missed our shows!” Jaune grumbled, letting Joan go and watching her immediately slump to the floor, moaning weakly and shaking, the subtle movements making her flesh jiggle deliciously before his eyes. “Well, might as well get a shower...I need one after that.”

“Nooooo...my turn...~” Jaune looked down at his trembling sister, who had turned her head to look at him, a lazy smile on her face and a challenging look in her eyes-

-which widened as she released a shriek of shock as Jaune grabbed her by the hips and spun her around, still attached to his cock, so she was splayed open and stretched out on the floor beneath him. She swallowed as he loomed over her.

Jaune immediately attacked, pounding her cum filled pussy hard, his hands and mouth attacking her breasts, her nipples again, making the curvy blonde beneath him scream out in pleasure, writhing and arching upwards, pushing herself against him.

Bleu wasn’t even trying to be subtle anymore, her hand down the front of her pants, the movements showing to anyone that cared to glance her way that she was fiercely masturbating. Her top was up, exposing her G-Cup breasts to those in the room, her free hand switching between the heavy mounds as she squeezed them, pinching and twisting her taut nipples, rubbing and tweaking them, her cheeks a dark red and panting heavily. She whined, already imagining herself in Joan’s place, being fucked into a well bred, cum bloated, empty headed little fuck doll for her big brother...she keened as she clenched around her slim fingers in a heavy orgasm.

The other Arc girls weren’t much better, finally rubbing themselves over their pants and shorts as they watched entranced, each of them wishing that they were the one’s in Joan’s place, being fucked heartily and made to cum and cum and cum and cum over and over and over again.

“Ahhhh!!!” Joan cried out legs shooting straight out, toes curling as Jaune’s teeth gently pressed into the sensitive flesh of her nipple, scraping the fat nub of flesh and igniting the eight hundred nerve endings just underneath the dermis. “Cumming, cumming, cumming, cumming, cumming, cumming, CUMMMMMMINNNNNGGGG!” she wailed out, shaking and trembling like an earthquake was going off underneath them as Jaune slammed into her with outright bruising force. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck FUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK!” she couldn’t help but screech, her body stuck in an orgasm loop.

Jaune growled, his body finally giving in and his balls clenching hard as they rested against his twin’s fat ass cheeks, squirting another thick and heavy load from the large spheres out into the depths of Joan’s warm, wet, unprotected pussy.

He sighed in relief as the weight in his balls finally reached a manageable level, and let Joan’s tit go from his mouth with a pop, before rising up and staring down at her panting, debauched form with a satisfied grin. “Looks like I win again, Joan...you really have to start trying harder…” he hummed, getting no response from his sister.

He sighed. “Well, since I’m such a good brother, I’ll be nice and let you share the shower...you’re not going to be able to clean yourself for a good while, after all. That fucking obviously took a lot out of you…” he hummed.

Reaching down, Jaune gathered his completely out of it twin sister in his arms and stood, nodding to his other sisters (all of whom were now openly masturbating on the couch, pants and shorts down and shirts up) and walking out of the living room, Joan still impaled on his cock, the female twin squeaking and squealing as she was bounced upon her brother’s sizable shaft with every step they took.

Bleu cried out, arching as she came hard, shaking on the couch, trembling as though she had touched a live wire. Dimly, she heard her sisters cumming as well along with her, their fingers, palms, thighs, and the couch underneath them getting soaked in their juices.

Each of them were jealous of their sister Joan. Why couldn’t they be the ones fucked and claimed by their brother?

~x~x~x~x~

In the running shower, Jaune pressed his twin up against the slick wall and gently fucked her, kissing her lips and swallowing her moans as his hips rolled against hers, much more tenderly than he had in the living room before their other siblings. This wasn’t some rough, frenzied claiming like it had been before.

Breaking the kiss, Jaune gently trailed kisses along the side of Joan’s neck, feeling her core weakly clenching around his cock…“Ah, Jaune...feels so good…” she whined, wrapping her legs around his waist. “More~” she huffed.

Jaune couldn’t help but chuckle, beginning to thrust faster and harder into Joan, watching her fall into bliss again and again as she clutched at him and rocked her body against him to further her own pleasure, moaning loudly, her moans echoing in the shower.

Finally, Jaune came once more into his sister, grunting low as he looked down and watched her belly expand from the amount that he had pumped into her, giving her a healthy pudge, like she was a month or two pregnant.

Both panted heavily, the only other sound being that of the water crashing down upon them. “...guess we should actually clean up…” Jaune muttered, getting a weak nod from his twin. He slowly pulled his cock out of the large bosomed blonde, and both were amazed at the absolute waterfall of cum that flowed out, splattering on the bottom of the shower and being carried down towards the drain.

Huffing a small laugh, Jaune grabbed Joan’s favored body wash and her loofah, sudsing it up well and beginning to bathe his twin sister, cleaning her of her sweat and their mixed cum, the female blonde moaning as Jaune rubbed her breasts, her ass, and between her legs quite thoroughly.

Not even bothering to get a new fragrance, Jaune quickly scrubbed himself down as well, before they both rinsed off quickly before the water turned cold.

Helping Joan out of the shower, Jaune grabbed towels and dried them both off, patting tenderly around her sensitive bits, before she squeaked as Jaune scooped her up into his arms and walked naked out of the steamy bathroom and towards his bedroom.

Entering it and kicking the door closed behind him, Jaune moved towards his bed and carefully lay Joan down upon it, grabbing the bottle of juice he had placed here earlier that morning. “here you go, Joan. Drink up, you need to replace your fluids.” he said, placing it in her hand, getting a grateful smile from his sister.

Opening it and taking off the top, Joan drank deeply and thankfully, throat bobbing and working overtime to drain the cool liquid and replace the fluids that she lost. Chuckling, Jaune climbed in bed next to her and lay back, grabbing his scroll and opening it to check and make sure that his show had been recorded like he wanted. Nodding in satisfaction that it had, he grabbed Joan’s and checked the same. Finding everything satisfactory, he closed them both.

Seeing Joan finish her juice and smack her lips, he spoke. “Still thirsty? I don’t have any more juice drinks in here, I think, but I can go and grab something from the kitchen if you want?”

He tilted his head as she saw Joan shake hers, before his eyes widened as he felt a soft hand rub his balls tenderly before wrapping around his cock. Looking back up at her face, he saw that sexy little smile on her face that he loved as she twisted her hand, bringing his cock swiftly back to life, twitching and throbbing.

“No need for that, Jaune~” she cooed, licking her lips, “Why leave the room when you have plenty for me to drink right here?” winking at him, she lowered her head and captured the tip of his cock in her mouth, locking eyes with him as she slowly began to suckle on it, flicking her tongue over his slit, almost nursing on his cock, using her hand to stroke his shaft.

Jaune groaned in pleasure, reaching down and stroking Joan’s long hair as the more gentle pleasure filled him. He slowly began to settle down, leaning back and relaxing as Joan slowly sucked him off for more to drink.

He smiled. Despite their ‘fights’, he and Joan were always the closest of the Arc siblings, and it showed during times like this.

#Jaune Arc #Saphron Cotta-Arc #Joan Arc #Arc Siblings #All Siblings Are Of Age!#All Siblings Bar Saphron Are OC's!

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thirstybtsthoughts · 3 years

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W: fxm, mxm, threesome turned gangbang turned orgy, butt stuff also happens.

It starts off as a SOPE threesome. Hobi is down your throat, fucking it like his life depends on it. Yoongi is deep in your pussy desperately trying to fuck his seed into you. It's hot and steamy and everything just screams SEX. But all of this makes you eventually slip into dumb bitch headspace and the guys notice this.

After Yoongi has left your raw pussy dripping with his cum and Hobi has you choking and drolling out his cum, you still feel empty. You start whining and asking for more. Yoongi has the brilliant idea of calling the rest of the guys to come spread their seed in and on you.

After being gathered around you, you start showing off your holes to try and entice them to use you. First to bite is Jimin who latches onto your nipples and starts sucking and bitting like he's nursing from you. His one hand toying with your other nipple and his other hand wrapped around your throat.

Next would be JK, he makes a beeline straight for your dripping cunt. Legs thrown over his shoulders and he's eating you like a man starved. He might even feel cheeky enough to slip a finger inside you, which hole? Who knows, all you're feeling is sweet bliss.

But your throat feels very empty, do you open your mouth wide, to gue out and mosning to be filled. Jin happily takes the head of the table that is your body. He angles your head back and easily pushes his cock past your gagging muscle. With his Jimin's hand still squeezing your throat and Jin being able to feel it, he gets off in no time. Painting your mouth white with cum. Smearing what's on his cock all over your lips, chin and cheeks.

And JK has you dripping, laying in a small pool of your slick and Yoongi's cum. JK's fingers still going to town on you, stretching you as much as he pleasurably can. But he pulls away from you and replaces his fingers with his throbbing cock. He has no mercy for your cunt, brutally trying to wreck your insides. Jin replaces Jimin, Jin now has his lips wrapped around your nipples and sucking them 10 different shades of red and pink and purple. Jimin decides to use his tongue and teeth on your clit while JK ruins you. Using his fingers to spread open your lips to make more room for JK to just slide in and out of you effortlessly.

Namjoon decides that he wants a piece of you now and proceeds to tease his cockhead in your mouth and on your lips. Tempting you into kitten licking his entire shaft while begging to be filled even more. All you're feeling is lips and hands and cocks. You're not sure who is rubbing what against you any more but all that's bubbling inside you is warmth, fulfillment and satisfaction. You haven't been able to uncurl your toes since Yoongi and Hobi had their way with you. Your hazy eyes look over to them, watching as they jerk themselves off while watching you being devoured by the guys.

Namjoon pulls back your attention by shoving his cock deep down your throat, tears stinging your eyes. JK tenses up between your legs, between your fluttering pussy and Jimin's tongue he releases into you with a stutter. Even after going flaccid he still tries to fuck his cum into you until his dick pops out. He goes to join Yoongi and Hobi. Jimin replaces JK quickly, plugging you up with his cock before your pussy makes another mess. You haven't been able to keep track of your own orgasms, everything his just wet and slippery all the time at this point. Just a constant flow of slick and drool coming from your holes.

Namjoon urged Jimin to hurry up, because he doesn't want to cum down your throat. He wants to fuck his cum into you. So Jimin grabs hold of your hips as tight as possible, rams himself into your messy cunt a few times before pulling out and pushing his way into your ass. Jin helps by grabbing each cheek and spreading you open for Jimin. Jin has also moved down from your bruised tits and had opted to eat and lick your cunt clean. He straddles your chest while rutting his semi hard-on against your skin.

Now feeling extra full your moans and words have turned into unintelligible gargle. Jimin goes to town on your ass, Jin eating you out and Namjoon still teasing his dick with your mouth and lips. Not long after, Jimin cums into you with violent shudders, uncontrollable hip thrusts and a drawn out moan.

Now with every hole leaking some kind of fluid, Namjoon pops his cockhead out of your mouth and positions himself at your ass. With no hesitation he pushes in, his hands pushing your knees apart as far as possible. His eyes glued to how your messy pussy leaks over his cock and he dissappears into your ass with every thrust. Jin was able to bring himself to cum again all over your chest by rutting against you. He leaves you to go join the others.

You're so far into headspace that you can't focus enough to look and see what they are all doing. But you can hear moaning, panting and slurping and the sound of slick skin. And lastly, Tae decides to take a piece of you. Loving how fucked out and messy you are, you've had his cockhead drooling precum since Jin came down your throat. He cradles your head and he slips in-between your lips and down your throat. Fucking the raw muscle even more.

Namjoon decides to slip out from your ass and into your cunt. His and the other members cum creaming up your pussy and he slams into you. You can't make out what he's saying but soon after he buries himself as deep as what he can as he paints your insides white as well. And just as quickly he leaves you, a small stream of mixed cum running out your cunt and into the pool of mess below you.

Taehyung removes his dick from your mouth and moves you into a doggy style position. Your body a wreck and all you can do is keep your head on the ground and your ass in the air. He grabs a fistful of your hair and lifts up your head so you can watch the other 6 guys. Tae pushes himself into you, opting to grind his cock into you so he can plug you up.

Through teary and hazy eyes you watch as all the guys are helping each other get off. Yoongi is licking Namjoon's cock clean while JK his balls deep inside Yoongi. JK is also leaning over Yoongi so that he and Namjoon can make out. Hobi has his cock buried deep inside Jimin's ass while Jimin is sucking on Jin's dick while Jin jerks off Jimin.

The musy smell of sex makes your mind swim, Tae still grinding everything he has into you. The stretch burns but it turns you on even more. Soon you feel a wave of warmth and exhaustion over come your body. You're pretty sure you just squirted all over Tae, but your body gives out and your eyes slowly close as you welcome the peacefulness of sleep. The last thing you feel is Tae slipping a thumb into your ass and his hips stilling as he spills his warmth inside of you.

~🚬 Anon, hi Bunny it's been awhile💜

WOAHHHH MY PUSSY ACTUALLY HURTS AFTER READING ALL THAT 😂. That was insane omg 🥵💦💦

I just know I’d be needing major aftercare after being obliterated by all 7 men 🥴 damnnnn 🥴

Welcome back!! You sure did return with a bang! Thank you, I enjoyed reading this!!

#bts #asks #anon #cigarette anon #🚬 anon #🚬#bts thirst #ot7 thirst #written by others

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joon-bugs · 5 years

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~For all my fellow long haired Tae enthusiasts~

“I’ve noticed how much you enjoy playing with it Y/N. Even pulling it.” He had caught you, found out your little secret. It was evident in the sparkle of his eyes and the tilt of his mouth. Teeth scraped your skin gently and you jumped, the thumping of your blood loud, so loud you thought Taehyung could hear.

word count: 1,913

pairing: Taehyung/Reader

genre: smut

warnings: swearing, praising, hair pulling, dirty talk, oral (f receiving), handjobs, couch staining

You stared hard, fixated on the strands of dark hair curled against your boyfriend’s neck. You remained unblinking for a minute, until Taehyung cleared his throat loudly.

“Um..Y/N, are you okay? You’ve been staring into space for a good three minutes now.” Concern was laced into his words. You blinked, coming back to reality.

“Oh, uh yeah. I’m good. Just thinking.” You lowered your vision back to the neglected pile of homework, mind far away from anything related to school.

“Thinking about what?” The disruption of couch cushions alerted you to Taehyung’s movements, his face coming into view. His lashes were long, laying atop his high cheeks as he gave a curious expression. Others joked he was probably the prettier one in the relationship and you didn’t doubt the claims. Kim Taehyung was utterly devastating. In every sense of the statement he was ‘drop dead gorgeous.’ His eyes were shaped prettily, sparkling in soft brown tones, his full lips a subtle pout.

“Well actually I was just thinking about how long your hair was getting.” You replied honestly. Taehyung looked shocked, not expecting the odd answer, but his lips formed a small smile after a breath. He looked up at the slight fringe covering his forehead, crossing his eyes as he did so. You laughed, covering your mouth at the cute expression.

“Huh. I hadn’t really noticed but maybe it's time for a cut.” He mused, blowing away the strands that threatened to poke his corneas.

“No no. Don’t do that.” You pushed the heavy books to the floor and held your hands out pleadingly. Taehyung looked at you, confused at your behavior and his attention caused your cheeks to warm. He no doubt thought you were being a weirdo.

“Why not hmm?” He shifted his position to kneel on the couch, bringing himself to tower over you. A throbbing sensation made itself known and you wondered how pathetic it was that a image so simple could strike a match inside you. You clenched your fists, feeling very foolish at the outburst. This was your boyfriend and you could tell him anything, couldn’t you? You were apprehensive and chose to look at the abused schoolwork scattered around you.

“Hey, hey. You can tell me Y/N. I won’t laugh at you, I promise.” Taehyung grabbed your balled hands in his own large ones and brought them to to his lips, brushing them over your knuckles. Your heart increased in tempo at his affection and you released a breath you hadn’t known you were holding.

“Well..I like how long it is now. Its..nice.” You replied lamely, shuffling your socked feet. Taehyung stopped his caressing and fixed you with an intense stare.

“Just nice? You don’t think it makes me look..more dashing? Sexy?” Your eyes widened before you could control it.

“Don’t be embarrassed baby. I enjoy it too.” He pulled you closer, lowering his head to the column of your throat. Your veins pulsed at his close proximity and you dug your nails into your palms to ground yourself.

“In fact, I find it incredibly arousing.” Soft lips mouthed the words into your neck, warming the cool skin there. You began to shiver, the truth in his words striking a cord. His touch ventured further down, exploring the deep cut of your shirt, something you were now extremely grateful for. It gave him better access to your body, access you granted willingly. You arched your back, not noticing when Taehyung placed your hands on the back of his head. You opened your mouth to question him but was cut off by his murmur over your breast.

“Pull on it Y/N. It feels good.” You swallowed the protest of not wanting to hurt him, deciding to give in to that long buried desire of yours. A long groan left his lips and the throbbing below increased.

“Tae..” Your voice held a wobble to it.

“Lay back.” The order was quiet, though no less firm. You did so with no hesitation, Taehyung following after you, still attached to your skin. He fit himself in between the opening of your legs, the weight of him comforting and exciting. You tried to control your already sporadic breathing and petted Taehyung to calm yourself down.

He nuzzled his way down your shirt, his hands inching their way up the material. The areas he touched tingled and before long you were buzzing, and trying to remove the clothes off his back. He grasped your hips suddenly and tongued at your bellybutton glancing up at you as he did so. Sweet jesus. He was trying to kill you.

“You like that?” His voice was rough, going straight to your groin. His tongue swirled lower, right above the edge of your pants before he paused.

“I think you do.” Your jeans were caught in his teeth then and he tugged the fabric back before releasing it to let it slap your skin. The action jarred your lower region and you pushed up your hips, a knee jerk reaction. Your cheeks burned as Taehyung chuckled darkly, nipping at the button hiding you from his view.

“I know something you’ll like even better..”

“And what’s that?” You tried to keep your composure but knew you were failing. The question coming out of your mouth was nearly a pant and your fingers were trembling in Taehyung’s scalp.

Wordlessly your pants were pushed down and off your ankles, leaving your exposed skin to be smothered by Taehyung as he stuffed the balled item under his body. Before you could utter anything else his tongue reached its destination, tracing your slit through the pair of already damp underwear. You bucked into his mouth, letting out a strangled moan.

“Mmm.” He groaned, repeating the action. His hands skimmed on the outside of your thighs, finding their resting place on your knees. A bit of pressure was applied, an indication he wanted you to open more for him. You complied, scooting down further to make yourself comfortable.

“You’re so beautiful like this Y/N. All spread out and very very wet. All mine for the taking.” He kissed the inside of your thighs, the skin there sensitive. You clenched around his head, before reminding yourself to relax. You didn’t want to suffocate him. You closed your eyes and bit your lips, holding in a gasp when your crotch of your garments was ripped, and Taehyung’s tongue went to work. His hot mouth was insistent and demanding, leaving you a clutching, twitching mess. You grabbed at his hair, digging your nails in deep until he spoke again, the sound muffled.

“Harder.” The demand was followed by a hard suck to your clit, prompting you into action. You gave an experimental tug, testing the waters of this new territory, until another harsh suction forced you to be rougher. You pulled harder, still worrying about the condition of his scalp but already succumbing to the tide of pleasure washing over you.

“Fuck that feels good.” He moaned, gripping you tighter as he lapped at your juices. You threw your head back against the armrest, the lewd noises and vibrations of his mouth becoming almost too much for you.

“Tae..”

“Yeah baby?”

“C’mere.” Yanking him up by his hair, you met his lips messily, dizzy from the hormones soaking the air. The solid outline of his dick pressed again your thigh urgently, reminding you He still had to be taken care of. You slid your hand down to his pajama bottoms and cupped him hard, earning a gargled noise from above you. You let out a breathy laugh between kisses and rubbed your palm on his erection. Taehyung growled into your mouth, bucking into your hold. That’s so hot. You slipped your hand into his pants and wrapped a fist around him, moving faster until he pulled it away roughly, letting out heavy breaths close to your ear.

“If you don’t *pant* stop that *pant* I’ll come.” Wide dark pupils met your own. The air was heated, sweat forming a light sheen on your skins.

“S-sorry. I guess I got carried away.” You swallowed, still feeling the warmth of him in his hand. You clenched your fist before returning it to Taehyung’s hair.

“Fuck it, I need to be inside you now. Can I?” He added after a thought. As if he had to ask. You were practically dripping on the couch.

“Please.” You nodded your head, and helped him pull his bottoms down enough for his erection to spring free. It hit the fabric of his shirt, however he didn’t seem that concerned. He left his pants to gather around his ankles and got a steady grip on your hips.

“Ready?”

You scratched the nape of his neck as a reply. His look turned dangerous.

He shifted his hold before driving forward, burying himself deep inside you in one go. Your mouth opened in a silent scream at the intrusion, while Taehyung released a string of curses.

“I must not be fucking you good enough. You're still so tight…” You wanted to laugh at the absurdness of his statement but found all your breath taken out off you by the sharp thrusting of your boyfriend. You weakly met his movements, your thighs beginning to burn from the strain. Taehyung bared his teeth as your skin slapped together loudly and you bit your lip hard enough to draw blood.

“Tae..make me come. Please make me come!” You should have been wary of the noises you were making, lest you get a noise complaint.

“I won't just make you come. I'll make sure you soak these cushions.” His promise loomed over you only for a second, before a pinch on your clit pushed you over the edge. You pulled on his hair hard enough for him to fall fully on you, his mouth finding your clothed breast.

“Fuck yes. Ah, ah. I'm gonna come.” His pace was jerky now, his saliva dripping through your shirt. Your nipples poked against the confines of your bra and you clenched your inner muscles at the stimulation.

Taehyung moved your legs to go over his shoulders, hitting a new angle. The burning of a second orgasm creeped on the edge of your afterglow.

“Tae! I-I can't a second time. It hurts too much.”

“I'm almost there. I'm almost there.” And true to his word, he was. It only took a few more short thrusts for him to fall apart, spurting inside you hot streams of his seed. You winced at the gross feeling, but didn't want Taehyung to feel bad for his sex crazed actions.

Still connected he slumped over you, his chest matching the heavy breathing of yours. He wrapped his arms around and under your body, snuggling into you. You rubbed over the sweaty strands of his hair and shoulder, his skin glinting under the harsh lights. Once he lifted his head from your chest you kissed him long and hard.

“Don't ever cut your hair.” He pulled back before bursting into a full out laugh.

“Wouldn't dream of it.”

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letholojimin · 6 years

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11 (JJK)

STUCK SERIES - PART 11

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader

Themes: high school au, badboy & fuckboy jungkook

Genre: smut

Word Count: 2,562

Summary: After being labelled the school’s biggest bad boy, Jeon Jungkook chooses to live up to the title. What he doesn’t know is that his arrogance will lead him to you.

SMUT WARNING

DADDY + BABY GIRL KINK

10 | 12 | MASTERLIST

You wake up after spending the night over at Jungkook’s apartment.

Your head is hammering harshly against your skull when you first wake up. There’s no warm body beside you, no arms wrapped around your stomach and for a moment you’re actually grateful- you’d done some pretty wild shit the night before and you weren’t exactly sure how you’d be able to speak to Jungkook now that the both of you are actually sober. You have never gotten tipsy with him around and the first time you do, the night becomes so eventful. You aren’t sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.

When you look towards the nightstand, there’s an Advil waiting for you alongside a glass of water. You smile at the simple yet thoughtful action and you hope you don’t throw up when you see him from the nerves. Come to think of it, he had eaten you out twice but you have never been able to reciprocate in both instances having been too tired. “Fuck,” You mumble as you finally get up, wondering how bad that must have been for him.

Your bare feet pad against the wooden floor and you notice that you’re wearing a simple oversized tee along with some boxer shorts- Jungkook’s clothing. It smells like him. You finally reach the en-suite bathroom and wash your face, tying your hair into a messy bun from a rubber band you found placed on his desk. You gargle and try to make yourself a little bit more presentable by rubbing off the makeup you hadn’t had the chance to remove last night.

Soon enough, you step out of the bedroom and hear faint music from along the hallway. You follow the sound and you’re met with the back of your boyfriend, who’s busy typing away on his phone. Silently, you make your way towards him and hug him from behind. He instantly smiles and places his hands on top of yours, placing a light peck on your jaw. “Good morning, love.”

You barely feel like shit now and it amazes you how wondrous it can be to be in his presence first thing in the morning. It felt so domestic and you were happy- perfectly content with how lazy the day seemed. You whisper your own good morning to him, letting go of him just to sit down on his lap, turning your head over to give him a proper kiss on the lips. He tells you he got you coffee and a donut from the nearest shop and you thank him for both that and the medicine, telling him that you really appreciated his actions. You take a seat on a stool on the other edge of the counter where you can fully see his face.

Surprisingly, he doesn’t even open his phone after that, placing the device on the counter. He watches you eat intently, but not to the point that would appear creepy or annoying. If you’re honest, you don’t think anything he does will ever be creepy or annoying to you because you’re practically whipped for him. You hope that he feels the same way.

“Where’s Taehyung?” You ask, your raspy voice filling in the silence with the exception of the music playing in the background. “I’m gonna take a wild guess and bet he’s still at Yoongi and Hoseok’s. He parties really hard after all.” With that, you nod and let the topic die. You’re worried that he was going to ignore last night, but after a few minutes he initiates the conversation this time, about to give you an explanation.

“Y/N, about last night…” He reaches over to scratch the back of his head, refusing to meet your eyes. “I know you were tipsy and everything and I also know you haven’t… well…” Jungkook’s voice trails off and you know what he’s about to say. You can also see that he’s beating himself up over having you in that position when you clearly weren’t sober and he’s just gauging if you actually remember what had happened.

“I remember everything, Kook.” You reply casually, taking a sip of your coffee which is no longer warm. You assume you must have been passed out for a longer time than you think, the sun shining high in the sky. “I also was in full control of everything I was doing, so I hope you aren’t worrying or thinking about that too much.”

He looks at you, listening to every word you were saying. “I also knew you were a bit tipsy too, but I don’t think there’s anything to worry about at all,”

“If you ask me, I clearly wanted you and I have no idea how you didn’t fuck me when I was practically at your disposal- waiting for you to do so.” His eyes widen at how blunt you are and he stutters saying his next words.

“I just didn’t know if you were ready, I mean, I didn’t want you to wake up today and think that you made a mistake. I don’t want to pressure you into doing anything.“ He responds, sighing. He’s happy you remember everything but as for the daddy part, he hopes you’ll let that go even though he realizes he does have that kink. Fuck, just thinking about how you called him that turns him on.

You can see the surprise on his face when you get up from your chair and make your way towards him. The look in your eyes changed so drastically over the span of a few seconds. If you didn’t want him to be your first, you surely want it to be him now because of how much he respected you and took care of you, putting you before any of his needs.

“If you weren’t sure if I was ready, I hope you know that I’m ready now. I’m even on the pill.” Your lips latch themselves on the soft spot of his, sucking lightly. Your tongue soothes over the bruise you’re sure will form on his neck. You can hear his voice and feel the vibration of his throat as you continue marking him- “So you like it when I touch you like that?”

You hum in response, and he gets up, pushing you up against the wall near the hallway. A small gasp escapes your throat, Jungkook’s forehead pressed right against yours. His eyes have darkened in shade and you know that there’s no turning back now. “You like it when I push you against a wall?”

Your breath hitches as he stares into your own eyes while waiting for a response. “Yes,” you shakily breathe out and that seems to drive him insane.

“You like knowing I want to fuck you so badly, baby?”

You nod in response, unable to speak at this point. Before you can blink, he’s pushing you back in the direction of his room as he connects your lips, passionately kissing you. You’re melting under his warm touch, unable to think about anything expect him and how good he makes you feel. When you part your lips to catch your breath, he commands you to jump and you do so, locking your legs around his waist. His bulge is directly in front of your core and you feel yourself growing wet from the contact. Soon, you’re in his room and he’s stripping you off of his own shirt, revealing your bare torso to him.

“Fucking gorgeous,” He says before kissing you all over, lingering on certain spots to leave bruises. All you can do it pant, whispering his name over and over again as you continue to be the recipient of his rough lips marking your chest. It isn’t long before he takes off his own shirt and he moves down to your lower region, pushing the boxers he lent you down.

“You were so tight around my fingers the first time I ever touched you and you were still so tight last night, how are you gonna take my cock?” He groans, mouth moving over to your core. He places his fingers against your clit and coats them in your juices, leaving you needy for more. “I’m a big girl…” You moan, Jungkook’s tongue flat against your entrance. “I can, fuck, I can take it!”

He continues to attack your pussy, trying to get you even wetter to prepare you for him and he seems to be doing a good job because you’re just about soiling the sheets, dripping for him. He spreads your wetness around your entire entrance, slipping his fingers between your folds. You mutter out a string of curses, so frustrated because you feel so empty.

He pushes his bottoms down and for the first time, his length is exposed to you. He’s big and you’re almost scared of how painful you think the process will be but you’re eager too, seeing how hard he is for you. Your mouth waters and you crawl over to him, grazing your hand over his well-defined stomach and you end up holding his cock. You wrap your hand around it, slowly moving up and down and you see him tense at your unexpected movements. “Jesus, Y/N… Keep doing that,” He grunts and you bring your lips down to the head. You place a quick peck on the tip before swirling your tongue over it, making him suddenly buck his hips up. You take one of his balls in your other hand and massage it slowly, wanting to see how he’ll react to it.

“Fucking hell!” He says, knitting his fingers in your hair. “Where did you learn to do this?” His voice comes out in shaky breaths, telling you you must be doing something right. You decide to be a little bit more daring and you take his dick in your mouth, pushing down until tears are brimming your eyes. You hastily get back up, taking a large breath. You repeat the motion as Jungkook’s hips stutter, his eyes rolling to the back of his head from the intense pleasure. This time, you breathe through your nose and look up at him. You bob your head up and down and he makes eye contact with you, sending you an encouraging look.

“Keep your eyes on me, baby girl, fuck, just like that.” You make sure you keep your eyes open and before long, he gently pushes you off him, making you lie down on the bed. He sees the confusion on your face. “I can’t wait any longer,” He says, lining his tip up with your entrance. Before anything, you place a hand on his stomach, reminding him about the condom. “No need, I haven’t fucked anyone bareback.” At his words, you relax, falling back down on the plush bed.

“This might hurt at first so just tell me if you want me to stop, okay?” He leans forward to place his forehead on yours for the second time that day, ready to observe your reaction in case it was too painful for you to handle. He finally pushes in, the tip entering your warmth slowly as you will yourself to be strong even though it feels like you’re being torn apart. You try to spread your legs more to allow him more access as he whispers sweet nothings in your ear. “You’re so tight, god,”

He pushes in more, almost half of his length in you. At this point, a tear slips out of your eye and he takes one hand off your hips to wipe it, placing a kiss on your lips. “You can do it, Y/N,” He places his mouth on yours once again, trying to distract you as he presses in deeper. He can’t comprehend how well you’re taking him, walls wrapping around him so tightly. A minute later, he’s buried in you fully and you let out a breath you weren’t aware you had been holding. “You’re amazing, I love you,” He groans, and after a moment, you tell him he can start moving. “I love you too,” You reply shyly, blush creeping up to your cheeks. You don’t know If there’s blood or not, and you don’t really care because all you can think about is the discomfort mixed with the happiness his words brought you.

Jungkook obliges, continuing to move gently. He holds you hips and thrusts slowly and deeply. The first few times he does this feels weird but eventually, the pain subsides. It takes another few movements of his hips before you tell him to speed up, his pelvis hitting yours as he moves sharply, cock buried in you to the hilt. Both of you are reduced to a hot, moaning mess as his skin becomes coated in a sheen layer of sweat. “You take my dick so well- shit,”

You move your hips to meet with his before you urge him to give you more, no longer satisfied with the way he’s moving. “Fuck, harder!” You let out a whimper as he struggles to satisfy you with your walls so clenched around him. Your name drops from his lips like a mantra- both of you so far gone in the ecstasy you’re giving each other. “Come on, god, right there-“ You can barely finish your sentence as he hits your g-spot, his thrusts becoming more powerful. You’re so close, so so so close, and if he pushes in further you know it won’t be long before you come undone. Throwing your pride away, you place your mouth beside his earlobe.

“Deeper, daddy.”

Fuck. Jungkook stops moving, a bit taken aback from how you were able to call him that in a sober, more conscious state before he growls, his grip on your hips so tight you’re sure he’ll leave bruises. “You fucking asked for it.”

He slams into you so suddenly, eliciting a loud moan from you as he pushes all the way.. You can feel your walls stretching even more to take him all up and though it was so extreme, you were so wet so he continued to slip right in. His greedy lips meet your skin as his hair becomes beaded with sweat while he marks your collarbone. A hand leaves your side to rub your clit and soon you’re yelling out loud, not caring if any of his neighbors could hear you.

“I’m coming, oh fuck, you fill me up so well,”

Your orgasm hits you like a bus, crashing into you hard. Your back arches off the bed and your toes curl, Jungkook forcing himself to open his eyes just to see you fall apart underneath him. Your grip on his shoulders tighten and you scratch his back before falling back down on the mattress, overwhelmed. Jungkook continues to thrust in you, chasing after his own high which he reaches soon after, cursing and chanting your name.

It takes a few minutes for you two to catch your breath, his body collapsing right beside you. He’s never gone that hard, that fast and that deep before, mind spinning at how good he felt inside you. You were worth the wait, and all he could think about was how on earth he would keep his hands off of you now that he’s already tasted what it’s like to make love to you.

“I love you, Y/N.”

“I love you too.”

betchall thought i forgot about updating but here you go finally the fucking

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