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sooniebby · 8 months

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Restraining.. but it’s the guys weight holding you down.. bonus if he’s your sister’s ex boyfriend ;) bottom male reader, reader is mentioned to have a cock. Spanking, feminization, and light degradation. (Adding dub con just to be safe but reader consents to everything)

Smut idea where reader ends up getting fucked by his sister’s ex boyfriend and finds out he likes bigger and older men :3

After your sister, Karina,’s break up with her boyfriend, she’s been a bit of a mess. Even though she was the one who initiated the breakup. She never told you why but she certainly told you what she’d miss from her ex.

His smile, his hair, his hands, and his big co—

Yeah, it was getting annoying. You were honestly glad. You didn’t like the guy. Some bad boy wannabe wearing leather jackets and riding a motorcycle. He was.. like in his mid 20s! Too old to be a bad boy! You were at least glad you’d never see him again

But that wasn’t true when you ended up seeing him in your home… the day you were trying on a pair of shorts Karina got you.. the shorts were way too short for you—your ass cheek was basically popping out and you couldn’t even wear underwear with it.

And now here you were, gripping your bedsheets tightly with the shorts around your legs as you bit down on your lip. A constant force pushing up toward the headboard as he fucked you like an animal.

You could’ve said no. And really, you were about to.. but damn, he was kinda hot. Tall, lean, and tanned skin. Jet black hair.. why did Karina break up with him..? Personality maybe?

Fuck a personality right now though…

Anyway, while you lose your virginity to your sister’s ex boyfriend, all you could do was whimper and whine. You tried moving but his body was pressed down onto you, forcing you to take whatever he gave you

And what he gave you was harsh deep thrusts. Easily reaching your bundle of nerves and earning muffled screams from your lips. You shifted underneath him at each graze of your prostate but was only met with a swift spank to your ass.

He didn’t even say much for you to drop your shorts. A simple raised eyebrow and a smirk got you wet. Which is… very virgin like but at least you’re not a virgin now :)

You didn’t even think about how weird it was that this guy, who was about eight years older than you and dated Karina for almost two years was fucking you without any sense of guilt.

But fuck… your sister was right. He did have a huge cock.. but suddenly you thought about your sister getting fucked by this guy and now you felt disgusted. You tried to move again but was met with another harsh spank and him pushing you even deeper onto the bed

It looked like you weren’t leaving anytime soon. And embarrassing enough, you took it. Future you would deal with the guilt of fucking Karina’s ex.. present you would enjoy your first ever dick

“You do this for everyone?”

Oh. He can talk? You only mewled as his thrusts seemed to only get quicker, the sounds of skin slapping filling your room.

“Dressing in these type of shorts,” he tugged at the shorts around your legs. “How many did you seduce with these?”

You could only try to ignore him and just enjoy the feeling of getting fucked but he grabbed your hair and pulled. A cry left your lips as you glanced at him, a faint smirk on his lips.

“You’ve always been cute.. glad to know your pussy is tighter than Karina’s”

You couldn’t help but mewl at his words, your tight heat tightening around his cock. His smirk only grew—his eyes staring knowingly into yours.

He’s got you now.

You came soon after that in embarrassment. How could that even make you cum? But he loved it. His past thrusts were fast but it felt absent.. now, he was fucking you like he was wanting to breed you.

Your lips were continuously open, loud and unabashed screams left your lips. Each thrust caused your body to push forward violently.

“Look at you… taking me well for your first time. Y’know.. I think I know why some people love fucking virgins.”

His thrusts slowed down, earning a whine from you. He was slow and methodical which was good at first but randomly, he slammed into you, earning a cry in pleasure from you.

“Not for the innocence… but for showing someone new how good it is to be fucked. And the discovery of themselves.”

He slammed into you again.

“I think I don’t want this to be a one time thing. This pussy’s too good to give up.” He gave a soft squeeze to your ass.

“…’s not a pussy…” you slurred out, practically cock drunk at this point.

He only grinned. His thrusts were slow as he brushed against your prostate before stopping right there as he painted your insides. You gasped in disbelief, feeling the warm liquid.

He pulled out and got off from on top of you. You continued to stay on the bed—just hoping he’d leave now so you could sleep in shame for sleeping with Karina’s ex.

But you heard the sound of a camera going off. With the last bit of energy you had, you turned yourself around to look at him as he smirked at his phone.

He turned the phone to you, showing you the picture he took. Your bare ass as cum dripped out of your fucked out hole. Luckily you were face wasn’t in the picture but if someone had been in your room, they could tell it was your bedroom based on the posters you could see in the background

“Safe keeping. I had to delete Karina’s nudes… so I need some new material. You’ll be giving me more, yeah?”

You could only stare at him dumbly as he grabbed his shoes and slipped them back on. He grabbed his jacket and looked back at you. You could feel his eyes roaming your body before looking down at your hole that was still leaking with cum.

A twisted smirk was on his lips at the sight. You blushed in embarrassment and looked away.

“It’ll be fun helping you learn about yourself more… I’ll see you soon. Wear those shorts again, alright?”

With that—he was gone. But the only thing on your mind right now was…

Why was he even here in the first place?

And uh.. more importantly—what was he going to do with that picture?

I’ve always liked the idea of sister exbf but only if the bf is older and a bit mean, but I certainly think I can make him meaner for next time.. how do you guys like him?

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thecreelhouse · 4 months

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and what if i said “on your knees” prompt with st…s…ste…. oh i can’t even say it……

loml hello!!!!!!!!! 🥹 hope u like this bestie<3

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“O-okay, you’re— you don’t have to—”

“I want to,” Shoving Steve against a filthy wall in some stranger’s house, you’re determined to make Steve think of something, anything else, other than being trapped in the Upside Down. “C’mon, Steve. I’m not fucking stupid. You’ve been staring at me non-stop lately. Any reason why?”

“Because you’re- you- well,” Steve is trying his hardest to be a gentleman. Or, whatever else is close to that at this point. After diving through the watergate, he’s shirtless and wrapped in bandages, and you’ve only got a mini-skirt on (Yeah, great fashion choice before doing anything related to this hell of a different dimension. Great job!), and somehow lost half your shirt in the process.

You’re not a believer in much, but you’re sure as hell this is fate, or something close, pressuring you to finally make Steve realize you like him just as much, if not more. With your hands holding his arms to his sides, you glance up at him with the biggest gaze, one that sets off the storm awaiting inside him.

It’s the same stare he’s dreamed of time and time again, staring up at him while you’re choking on his cock.

“We could be stuck here for a very long time, y’know.” You purr, running your hands up his sides, careful as your fingertips run over his bandages. “The others are at Nancy’s anyway. We got time to kill. I literally saw you palming yourself when we were walking down the street away from the group— dude, please tell me you’re aware you weren’t that sneaky. You know that, right?”

“I— I don’t want to be mean.” Is all he can bring himself to say, but you laugh, startling him.

“Steve? As much as I love when you’re a gentleman, I’d fuckin’ love to see the old you tell me what to do. C’mon, babe, I know it’s still in you.”

You’re both the worst and best thing to happen to Steve Harrington. You’ve been such a badass through this entire adventure— it’s what you’re calling it, not him— and now you’re begging for King Steve to make a special appearance, boss you around and maybe make you cry, if he’s lucky. He wishes that thought alone, the idea of you crying while he’s ruining you, didn’t make his dick so goddamn hard. You realize how conflicted he looks, wanting to be respectful, wanting to treat you like a person, not just another piece of ass he’s chasing for one night only. You also see the way his eyes darken when you ask him to be his old self, to be mean to you, and you’re determined to lure that part out of him.

“I’m a big girl, I can tell you to stop if I need. Promise, Steve.” You’re hoping this helps, it comes off as begging, like he’s in control, but you’ve got the reins here, even if it’ll all be in his favor. “C’monnnnn, you nearly died, don’t you wanna—“

Steve’s fingers wind through your hair, soft at first, but once he has the handful he was searching for, his grip tightens, hard. You whine at the way he tugs your head up closer to his, nearly meeting him at eye level, but you’re on your tippy toes regardless.

“Nearly died saving your sorry ass. We nearly fucking died, and all you can think of is getting off? Seriously?” Steve’s eyes drop to your lips, pouting with need. “Open.”

Your eyes widen at the way he’s switched so suddenly, mouth falling open on his command. He spits into your mouth, thriving over the sight of you gagging on his own spit, without even kissing you. “That enough? Or you need more?”

Unsure what he was asking this for, you shrug, pussy throbbing as he tugs harder on your locks. “Heard you had the best mouth in our class, wanna prove it?”

Dizzy, you nod softly, in awe of how quick it was for him to jump back into his old ways. “Please? Can I?” A mixture of his spit and yours spills between your lips, right onto yourself. He watches the mess you make with a smirk, one that would’ve killed you back in high school, and still kills you now.

“Only ‘cause you sound so goddamn pathetic right now.” Steve loosens his grip on your hair, but has enough of a hold to push you towards the floor. “On your knees, honey. You said we got time to kill, don’t fuckin’ waste it.”

#aaagdgyfdjhfdg im gonnaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa lose my marbles just wanna- bye #hope u enjoy this pal ty for sending this!!#prompts #answered #blurbs #steve harrington smut #ns/fw

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horny-boy-toy · 5 months

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12/1: "Touching under the blanket"

Mlw

You and I are cuddling while we watch a Christmas movie with two of your friends. We're on the couch, they're curled up in recliners. The movie begins to drone and fall into the background as I flop my head back lazily to inspect your jaw. My eyes travel appreciatively to your chest, back up to your lips, slightly parted in focus while the light from the TV shines across your eyes.

My thumb rubs small circles on your shoulder and I hold my eyes to yours until your gaze breaks from the television to meet mine. My eyes drop to your lips for a moment, then dart back up. You give me a little nudge in the ribs with your elbow and turn back to the TV, grinning.

Honestly, a couple of reindeer really can't distract me from the way your throat twitches as you swallow or how your thigh presses against mine. I gently lift my arm off your shoulders, careful not to make any sound (even though I'm pretty sure I hear your friends snoring), and rest it casually on your thigh. I cant help but grin when your body melts a little into the touch. Your attention becomes a little forced as I nonchalantly draw little circles onto your leg with my fingers.

[NSFW- ALL MINORS STOP READING HERE]

You shift and I feel satisfaction pound through my chest as your breathing gets deeper. My hand inches up your leg and I look you in the face. Now's your time to back out, all you have to do is say no, but we both know that you're too much of a needy slut to do that. So, you just hold eye contact with me while I brush my knuckles feather-light over the zipper of your jeans. I grab one of your hands and guide it to the button of your pants, raising an eyebrow when you pop it open and slide down the zipper, lifting your hips and pulling the jeans down to your ankles.

I press on your knees and you let them fall, spreading your legs wide open for me under our blanket. I turn my body to face you and test placing my hand fully against your crotch. Your jaw clenches and I can, to my absolute delight, feel the wetness tainting your panties.

I rub the area and you clamp down on your lower lip.

"Oh... does that feel good?" I murmur in your ear while I rub circles against your cunt though your panties.

You clench and unclech your fists and shake your head. "Yeah... but we're- we're watching the uh.." you trail off for a moment, "the movie."

I press harder, "What was that, love?"

Your legs squeeze together and your breathing hitches. "Uh.."

I slide my hand away and give the soft flesh below your ear an open mouthed kiss. "Do you want me to stop?"

I hover close to you but nowhere does our skin actually make contact. I can feel the heat radiating off your body. I see the way your legs are twitching and your nipples are pressing against the thin fabric of your top. You visibly argue with yourself.

"No," you whisper.

I smile and place a hand behind your head on your neck. "Good girl."

I move so that I'm straddling you, careful not to hurt your legs by sitting too hard. You're pressed against the couch as I press my mouth to yours, savoring the sweet liquor of your tongue while my hands roam your body. Your hips lift slightly and I push back, grinding against you.

I tilt my weight sideways and fall back onto the couch, pulling you into my lap while you kick off your jeans. I grasp your hips in my hands and firmly guide you as you grind on my thigh. We break apart for air and my head falls back onto the couch.

You place your hands on my leg and continue to press down, making small noises of pleasure. My hands leave your hips and I undo my own zipper, having you pause long enough to shimmy my own pants and trousers to my knees.

My head is tilted back, and I watch you bounce on my leg, desperate for release, while I lazily stroke my cock. Your hands move up my stomach, pushing my shirt up as they move to my chest. "Please.." you whine in my ear. I can feel your wetness on my leg.

I take my hand off my cock and still your hips, then use your waist to guide you off my leg and onto the floor. I take my pants off fully and rest a hand on your head.

"Do you want to cum?" I ask, breathless.

You nod frantically, eyeing my hard cock dripping inches from your face.

I gently guide your head closer. "Then earn it."

Without a moment of hesitation you take the head of my cock into your mouth and suck on it. I sigh with relief and push your head farther down. You flick your tongue and ram me into the back of your throat and do all sorts of other wonderful things that rip groans from deep in my chest.

I hold your head firm and thrust into your mouth with my hips, the tears running down your cheeks bringing me so close to the edge I can taste the pleasure.

I push your head as far down my length as you can take and almost instantly explode. My cum fills your throat as a fire washes through me, making my hips jerk and hand tighten in your hair.

You swallow what you can but white still dribbles down your chin and I pull you up with my fist, still holding onto a chunk of your hair, to lick it off. I move to your mouth and taste myself on your tongue until I regain feeling in my limbs.

When that happens, I break the kiss and push you into a sitting position on the couch. You look so fucking perfect with that dazed expression on your face, bare legs spread and tits pressing against the thin fabric of your nightshirt.

I slide my fingers into the waistband of your panties and slide them down and off your legs. You're so fucking wet just from getting me off.

I sink to the floor and lean so that my face is inches from your dripping cunt and I look up at you. As soon as we make eye contact you whimper a bit too loudly and grasp my hair.

"I haven't even touched you yet. Are you really that needy for me?"

All you have in response is a desperate whine that is loud enough to have potential to actually wake one of your friends. I take the panties in my left hand and shove them into your mouth with two fingers. You startle and gag but I dont remove my fingers from your mouth until you process what happened and relax your head.

I place one of my hands on each thigh and press outwards and downwards, holding them firmly in place while I dip my tongue into your dripping sweetness. You let out a muffled gasp and your legs fight to squeeze shut but I hold them in place.

"If you're not enjoying this you'll tell me, yeah?"

You squeeze your eyes shut and nod.

"Good girl."

I bury my face in your cunt, drinking you up with fervor. My tongue laps across your entrance, stabs into your pussy, circles your clit. I suck and I nibble and I absorb every beautiful pained sound you make. It's hardly 5 minutes before your whole body tenses and your legs tremble and my mouth is filled with your cum.

I continue to play with your clit with one hand, overstimulating you and causing you to shake all over, and I take out the improvised gag with the other. I kiss you deeply and you begin to squirm and writhe but I don't stop pinching and rubbing your clit.

I bite down on your lip and murmur into your mouth.

"Take it. Take my fingers. I havent even properly fucked you and you look like you couldn't tell me your own name."

You can't respond, the look in your eyes vacant and blissed out as I stimulate you.

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mydearestknight · 1 year

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If you're still taking prompts, then a stressed out king getting fucked by his advisor, who knows everything about him, and knows exactly how to take him apart and make him relax.

King's head is full. Full with his duties, his people's expectations and his own worries. He loves his people, he is charitable and caring, and the people love him for that. But even king needs breaks every now and then, forgets to take them, however.

"A King as young as yourself shouldn't overwork himself so early into his career," his advisor mutters close to his ear, standing right behind him, and makes king jump a little. "See? You didn't even hear me coming," he adds and lets his hands wander over king's arms.

A sigh escapes king's lips, his tired eyes flutter closed as he relaxes against the touch. "It's been some time, since you came undone under my hands. How about you take a break?" The words are sweet and luring, but king shakes his head.

"I need to finish this first," king breathes as his advisor's hands travel from his arms over his chest and down to his trousers. King feels the grin against his neck, lips kissing his sensitive skin as one hand already makes its way inside his undergarments.

"Hm? Your body tells a completely different story, Your Royal Highness." Advisor's chuckle tickles against his skin, a moan escapes king's lips, as the other's fingers circle over his clit and wet hole. The hand travels further, a finger enters.

"If you don't want to leave your desk, I have to take you here." Words-promising and sweet as honey. Fingers- teasing and addicting. But advisor removes his fingers and pulls back the chair king is sitting on, grabbing him by his chin, a thumb entering between his lips.

"That's it. That is the look I want to see in your eyes. Don't stress yourself out even more. Let me take care of your thoughts for a while." King finds himself on the table, lying on his back, while advisor eats him out, holding his shaky thighs in place.

A finger enters, fucks him slowly and makes his head spin. His duties are forgotten right now and king grabs advisors collar to pull him up, his mouth wet and glistening. No words are needed, his eyes already beg to be fucked.

Because advisor knows exactly what he has to do. Knows every button to push, every word to say to make king melt in his hands. As he enters king's hole, both shudder and gasp in anticipation. Advisor stays still for a moment and looks at king, who feels himself relax.

"Just like that, my king." He rolls his hips for the first time and king's head falls back. "Let me empty your head," advisor moans close to his ear and starts moving, slow strokes at first that make king impatient, just like everytime they do this.

Advisor starts fucking him faster, hands steadying him on the table as king's head goes empty from his duties, his people and his responsibilities, fills itself with pleasure and lust instead. All he can feel is advisor, all he can hear is their moans and the sounds of their love-making.

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lavend3r-stardust · 7 months

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Need to breed her so baaaad ugh. Need to fill that tight little hole of hers, feel her clench around me as I push my cock in deeper and deeper into that beautiful pussy. Need her to let me fuck her senseless, use her as my toy, use her til her mind goes blank and all she can think about is how good Mommy's dick fills her up.

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shmothman · 10 months

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T for the NSFW HC alphabet <3 For Vash obviously

SFW/NSFW Alphabet Prompts

(Vash/Reader)

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

NSFW below the cut, folks. 18+ only.

God knows I want to write a fic about this eventually, but headcanons will have to do for now. In effect: something something lost tech. Humanity will find a way to keep making dildos and vibrators, no matter how dire the situation is, so I KNOW you can still get your hands on that stuff on this desert ass planet. And Vash has been alive for a long long time, so there’s no way he hasn’t at least tried some stuff. I don’t think he owns any—the man travels with just a duffel bag of all of his belongings—but he’s used them before, if very rarely. I don’t even think he jacks off all that often (he’s… depressed); at least not until he has a crush and his sex drive kicks into high gear. As y’all know, I’m fond of giving him weird alien genitals, but a vibrator’s gonna work on just about anything, and Vash is sensitive. In fact, vibrators are borderline too much for him, and they’re certainly not conducive to the shitty inns with flimsy walls that he ends up staying in, when he even gets to stay the night somewhere at all. Fleshlights, though—if you see him with a cock, or something analogous to one—those are his favorite. Vash could go ham on a fleshlight. He’ll pretend it’s you, of course—he knows the real thing would be so much better, but it’s all he has right now (all he’ll ever be able to let himself have, he tells himself). He’s fast and merciless with it, biting down on whatever he can to muffle himself, whining and drooling and sighing your name.

Once he has a partner, though, that changes the whole game. I honestly don’t think he’d be the one to bring it up—he’s plenty happy with the sex you’ve been having, and I think it wouldn’t really be on his radar at first—but if you mention something… well. He just wants to please you. And he can’t deny the appeal of the mental image it conjures up in his brain of you writhing on the sheets for him. So he’ll happily use whatever you want on you, however you want him to use it, eyes wide and cheeks flushed the entire time, hell bent on your pleasure as always. And when you ask if he wants a turn? He turns scarlet, more aroused by the idea than he ever thought he would be. Perhaps it’s just because it’s you holding the vibrator against his length, smiling at him so teasingly, asking him if it feels good—it’s so much, and he’s going to come quicker than ever, chest heaving as he pants for breath, his hair sweat-stuck to his forehead.

The same goes for other types of toys: he’s beyond happy to take your strap or a dildo, and cock rings are right up his alley—you can’t convince me this man isn’t into edging and denial. And, again, fleshlights: if you tell him you’d like to see him use it, he’ll be so embarrassed—but he’ll do it; show you how he used to pretend. (And then probably beg to actually be inside you—and you wouldn’t say no to that.)

Oh! And that idea I’ve seen floating around about a lost tech strap that lets the wearer feel it? Vash’s first time being stroked and sucked and able to bury himself inside you? It’s strange, and novel, and feels so goddamn good that he might just die, falling apart at the seams the moment your hand is on him.

#UHHH I AM EMBARRASSED TO PUT ACTUAL NS/FW IN THE TAGS #usually I just post a link so there’s a degree of separation 🤣#but. i do need this to be… filterable and in my organizational tags….#so I do have to tag it. I’m sorry #vash the stampede x reader #Trigun #x reader #writing prompts #sef writes #sef drabbles

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mochie85 · 2 years

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The Girl In The Mirror

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A/N: This was a request sent in through my chat by a reader: "For the fic, Loki is dating F!Reader and is madly in love - Reader is super confident and sexy, too. Loki admits one evening that he's jealous of her body, and Reader suggests that Loki take her body for a spin - he can do it with his magic, after all. Loki admits that he's never taken a woman's form before. What follows is Reader helping Loki accurately mimic her image, Loki getting used to being in a woman's body (trying on clothes, etc) and soon the two of them have sex so Reader can show Loki what it feels like." Summary: Loki is curious about being a woman, never having done it before. You encourage him to mimic your body and then show her all the ways you enjoy using it. Word Count: 2.6K Pairing: Loki x Female Reader x Female!Loki Warnings: Smut. +18 Only. WlW. Oral Sex (Female receiving). Fluff ending. Dividers by: @firefly-graphics

Your back hit the soft cotton sheets beneath you. Your sweat-slicked skin gave you goosebumps from the cold air. Your heartbeat was frantic. Your breathing, erratic. And the sexual god next to you turned over to his side only to capture your lips in his once again.

“You’re ravenous tonight, my love,” you sighed as he continued his luscious attack on your neck. He didn’t answer back. Loki just continued praising your body with his soft lips.

“You’re perfect.” He breathed onto your skin. “Your skin is so smooth and soft.” He kisses you right on your collarbone. “Your breasts are so round and supple,” he says as he takes one of your pebbled nipples into his mouth. You moan when his tongue flicks the tip. “You taste utterly divine.”

You run your hands through his hair. Your nails scratched at his scalp making him wince with pleasure. “Such a perfect body. I will never get enough.” He says as he delves in between your thighs.

Long strokes of his tongue made you whimper and moan.

“Harder, please…” you whined. Loki obliged with a chuckle as his strong tongue laps in between your folds, capturing your sensitive clit, making you scream.

He knew exactly what to do to extract a certain sound from your cherry lips.

“Let go for me, baby,” he says into your throbbing pussy. Kissing it. Torturing you as he slides two of his long dexterous fingers inside your waiting core. You scream out your orgasm. His curled fingers hitting that spot inside you.

He looks up at you with his devilish smile still hidden inside your dripping cunt.

Memories of last night captivate your thoughts as you got dressed for the day in one of Loki’s favorite sundresses. He said he always loved how it complimented your figure and how the color brought out the warmth in your skin.

Loki came up from behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist. He buried his face in the crook of your neck as he peppered your skin with his kisses.

“You’re beautiful, my love. So envious of you,” he said as his hands trailed down the fabric of your dress.

“What do you mean babe?” you asked, turning in his embrace. Loki stared into your eyes readying to confess something to you.

“In truth, I’ve always wanted to see what it would be like – what it would feel like – to be a woman.”

“It’s exhausting. You have to look like you tried, but not too hard, or else you get labeled as stuck up. You have to be sweet and approachable but not easy.” You listed off. Loki chuckled and held you tighter.

“I do not doubt the tribulations that women go through. You all are strong and fierce. Such qualities I admire and…envy.” He said smiling at you. “But that’s not what I meant precisely.” You saw reluctance there, in his smile.

“What is it, love? Tell me,” you said kindly. Loki stayed quiet, shaking his head.

Comprehension dawned on you when you replayed his words in your mind. “How do you feel, Loki?” You held his hands to reassure him. “What do you need from me? How can I help you?”

“I just need your love, darling.”

“And you have it. In abundance.” You smiled. “Have you ever shifted into a woman’s body before? Have you ever tried?”

“No. I don’t think I have. It wasn’t essential - in all my mischief and antics. I know I can do it. I’ve always been curious about it.”

“I see.” You stayed quiet, hoping to spur him on.

“I have found a home with you, dear heart. I know that, with you, my heart will always be safe.” He smiled up at you.

“I love you too, Loki.” You smiled as you squeezed his hands.

“I watch you and I see someone that I want to emulate. A strong, independent woman whose boldness rivals my own sometimes.” You both laughed. “It’s an alluring thought to have in your mind.”

“Use me, then. Use my body. Shift to look like me,” you offered. Loki paused for a moment. Thought running rampant in his head.

“Would you be ok with that? Are you sure? I would need a reference point, I suppose.”

“You know my body intimately more than anyone, Loki.” You whispered. “So, use it.” Loki stared at you a moment longer. A small smile crept up his lips.

“All right,” he said moving backward from you. He looked you over up and down. He twirled you around in a pirouette making you giggle as his hands roamed your body.

He gave you a quick peck on the lips, making you close your eyes. And when you opened them, you were staring at a duplicate of your heart-shaped face.

You marveled at how easy it was for Loki to change into a perfect replica of yourself. “Is this what I really look like?” you asked, checking yourself out up and down. Hot damn. No wonder he is constantly on me, you giggled in your head.

“This is how I see you. How everyone sees you.” Loki said. She even mimicked your voice. Down to the last syntax and accent. Your gaze wandered the whole length of your body – her body - until you looked up and gazed into her eyes. They were still the same. The same blue-green eyes you fell in love with all those months ago.

You stepped closer to her, running your finger down her cheek. Loki closed her eyes and nestled further into your touch.

“Please. I want to see your eyes,” you whispered to her. Loki opened them and stared back at you. “I’m glad those haven’t changed.” Your nose nuzzled up against hers. “I will always know it’s you.”

Loki wrapped her arms around your waist and pulled you in closer. She kissed you. Hesitant at first. She didn’t want to scare you. It was your lips that you were feeling, but it was Loki’s kiss that had you dizzy. It was such a heady experience feeling his intoxicating kiss – an endless millennium of experience - coming from your fuller lips. You broke away, needing air, then kissed her back again. Greedy, needing more.

“Mmm. Ok, we should go do something, or we’re gonna be stuck here all day and not get a damn thing accomplished.”

“I’ll be fine with that,” Loki said leaning towards you again, capturing your lips. You giggled at her boldness. Loki’s undeniable bravado exudes from your well-toned body. It was a heart-shattering combination.

“Come on. I thought you wanted to take my body out for a spin.” You tried to break away.

“Don’t I already, darling?” she said pulling you back.

“I mean it, Loki! Let me take you out. So you can see what it’s like.” You giggled, pulling her along.

“Like on a date?” She asked excitedly.

“Ya. Yes! Exactly. Let me take you out on a date!” You hurried her along, pulling her towards your bedroom door. She caught a reflection of herself in the mirror and she paused.

You stopped to watch her as Loki finally realized what she had accomplished. Her hands roamed up and down her torso, landing on her ample breasts. “Oh!” she exclaimed. “These are…new.” You giggled as you watched her twirl and check out her body in front of the mirror. She rubbed her legs together unconsciously, feeling something was…missing. “It’s like a weight that subtly moved…up?!” Loki said raising her eyebrows.

Loki had never felt so dynamic before. To see herself as a woman. In your body. It was freeing, but reckless. Secure but careless. Beautiful but at the same time, deadly. Such a dichotomy warred within herself.

“Take a deep breath, my love. I’ve got you.” You whispered in her ear. Loki looked towards you. Her eyes were nearly covered with tears unshed as she nodded. “Let’s go!” You laughed as you pulled her along.

You hurried towards the elevator, holding Loki’s hand when you ran into Bucky drinking a bottle of water.

“Hi, Bucky!” you waved.

“Hello, Agent Barnes,” Loki said in your voice, winking back at him. Bucky erupted like a geyser spotting the two of you giggling and laughing at each other. He stared wide-eyed as the elevator doors closed to the sight of you kissing your other half on the lips.

You had the whole day spontaneously planned out. You wanted to show Loki all the things you loved to do. Things that made you feel powerful and confident as a woman. Things that you would do to recharge your mind and your body.

The first stop was a trip to the gym to showcase how flexible and agile her new body is. Next, was a spa trip to relax you both from the intense workout. Then, Bergdorf’s to try on some clothes and some makeup. There was even enough time for lunch at the café down the block.

Everything was the same, yet different. Loki was pretty much herself the whole time, her swagger, her demeanor – it was all on brand for Loki. She just happened to look like you. Yet, even then, Loki’s mannerisms and her signature facial expressions shone through from your face and made your visage entirely new.

She was hesitant when you took her clothes shopping. But all of her fears dissipated when you handed her a velvet, floor-length cocktail dress in dark forest green.

She looked absolutely stunning! And that confidence- that alluring arrogance that you had fallen for, came back tenfold when she walked out of that dressing room wearing the show-stopping dress.

You came back to your shared room after the long day, slumped down on the couch. “Ugh, I can see why you ladies hate heels so much,” Loki said taking off the offending sandals she bought at Bergdorf’s.

You laughed at her and sat down on the couch next to her. “Come here,” you told her as you placed her feet on top of your lap to give her a foot massage.

A deep sigh left her lips followed by a heady moan. “Is this what it feels like every time I rub your feet?” She asked, basking in the comfort of your able fingers. “No wonder you love foot rubs so much.”

You let your fingers press on the pads of her feet a little longer. You were hypnotized by the softness of her skin – by the subtle gleam that shone through. Your hands drifted up her calves. Your lips followed, earning you a glance from Loki who was still lying down next to you.

You walked your fingers up her thighs, pushing the hem of her sundress in a flourish that made Loki giggle.

“Shall I make you feel other things too?” you whispered on her skin. She looked down at you with longing and half-lidded eyes. You continued your way up, kissing, sucking, biting. A sultry moan flies from her lips as you reach the wet lace of her panties.

You flatten your tongue, stroking from the bottom to the nub repeatedly. You felt the lace rub against your tongue. The fabric, damp, from your mouth and Loki’s eager cunt.

You could taste her through the fabric. And she was delicious.

Your mind raced at the sensation of finally having her in your mouth. Relishing her. “Mmm. You taste so good, darling.” You said into her thigh and she let out the most carnal yell.

Music to your ears. The sound of your voice moaning. It was a fire that lit under you. A motivation that made you want to hear her again and again.

You moved the soaked panties to the side. Your lips felt wet heat and slick as you sucked on her nub.

“Oh, Norns. Yes. Harder, p-please. Please don’t stop.” She begged.

You smiled. An insatiable sort of power-hungry ego had grown at her words. You placed your finger at her entrance. Tracing up and down as you continued to suck on her clit. You let your tongue drip down, coating her folds, and preparing her.

Because in one swift motion, you drove two of your fingers inside her, hitting her outside walls, making her scream. “Let go for me, baby.” You mimicked Loki’s earlier words to you.

You curled your fingers inside her. Fucking her as she experienced her orgasm.

You lapped at her juices, listening to her pants and whimpers as she tries to calm herself down.

You continue kissing her body on her way up. As you finally reach her beautiful face, she grabs you from behind your head and pulls you in aggressively towards her awaiting mouth.

“That was amazing, pet! Is that how it feels every time?” Loki asked out of breath.

“Every time with you, yes!” You continue to leave kisses on her neck as you feel her hardening nipples through her dress.

“I believe this calls for a very lengthy experiment.” She giggled while you continued to mark her. “For the sake of science and knowledge, we should probably try all the things I know you like…Just to be sure.”

“Sure. For science?” you laughed.

“For science,” Loki said as his godly strength held you close and stood up from the couch.

After hours of researching and experimenting, you sat on the bed, languidly watching your lover admire herself in the mirror. I wonder what she’s thinking?

Loki changed once again in front of your eyes. She grew taller. Closer to her original height before she transitioned. Her creamy complexion was offset by a crown of dark waves flowing from her head. It bounced at the ends from the curls she decided to give herself. Her facial features changed to one that you recognized.

It was Loki – and yet, it wasn’t. It was the same pointed nose. The same heavy brows. Her cherry lips thinned into a wicked smile. Her eyes retained the same blue-green color that you loved so much. Everything was Loki, but somehow rounder. Softer. There was no trace of your features on her anymore.

Her body grew leaner and lithe. Her hands roamed her abdomen, up to her breasts, and around her shoulders.

“I think I like your boobs better.” She says making you laugh.

She looked into the mirror once again, admiring herself in her new body. The most beautiful smile adorned her face as she relished in her appearance.

Loki saw your eyes through the mirror and that same buoyant glee disappeared, making you frown.

“What’s the matter, baby?” you asked concerned. You walked up to her and wrapped your arms from behind her, turning her around so you could see firsthand the worry that was etched on her face.

“Will you…” Loki paused. “Will you still love me this way? If I choose to stay like this?” his voice cracked.

“Loki!” Your arms swallowed her in a tight hug. “I love you, not because of what you look like, but because of who you are as a person.”

“Truly?”

“With all my heart!” You said, pulling away from her embrace to look at their face. “You were the one who accepted me and all my faults. All of my attitude! You were the one who saw the real me. The one who cut through the bullshit front that I put up and reached in to get to the vulnerable girl that was inside me. I will never forget how you made me feel. How you made sure it was ok to let me know to love myself. All of myself. And I will be damned if I don’t get to do that for you too, my love.”

“Thank you, my darling girl. You have no idea how happy you made me today.”

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namelessuchiha · 2 years

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NSFW Alphabet

Naruto Uzumaki

[ nsfw, 18+. minors dni. ]

sfw alphabet coming shortly, figured i’d do one for all the characters i write for just so i can have something to look back on. may be edited over time as i change how i see the character :)

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Naruto is the king of aftercare. He never wants you to feel as if you were used for his pleasure. He will help you get cleaned up and even carry your giggling body to the bathroom to run a bath together. He will always either lay down with you cuddling and talking about your days or upcoming events, or want to cuddle up on the couch and watch something together.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partners)

For Naruto, he takes pride in his muscular arms and torso. He grew up skinny due to his diet and now that he is well-built, he is proud of it. He loves it when you grab onto his muscular arms while he is pleasuring you, or when you run your fingers along the muscles on his abs and chest.

He loves your hips and thighs. They both are used for leverage for him to thrust into you deeper and faster. The wanton moans he hears leave your mouth once he starts gripping your thighs or hips for support have him all the more thankful for your curves. He also loves how strong your thighs contract around his head while he is buried between them, making you cum all over his tongue.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum)

At first he will pull out and cover you with his load, whenever you’d let him. After the two of you are together for a while and you bring up the thought of having children he will cum nowhere else except inside of you.

Naruto only needs a few minutes to recharge before he is ready to go again. He’s usually comfortable with cumming around 2-3 times in a session, anything more is overstimulating for him. “Think you can take one more load for me baby?”

D = Dirty secret (A dirty secret of theirs)

As mentioned below, he’s shameful to admit that for the longest time he fantasized and dreamed about the two of you doing sexual things in his office. Sometimes he loses focus on his paperwork thinking about you pushing all the papers off his desk to spread your legs for him, your Hokage. Oh, he will never admit that he yearns for the day you call him Lord Hokage in bed.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

When the two of you first get together, he is extremely inexperienced. He had only had his first kiss (which takes him months to admit to you who it was, he does so with his face as red as a tomato). You take it slowly with him and try to move at a pace he is comfortable with. The two of you slowly move through the motions, beginning with short and sweet kisses, then heavy make out sessions. Eventually, while making out with him a few months into the relationship, you begin grinding down on him while straddling his lap. A throaty moan comes out of him as you pull back, thinking you’ve gone too far too quickly. He is quick to reassure you, “Keep doing that.” After a few more minutes he embarrassingly cums in his pants and you follow shortly after from the stimulation on your clit. You tell him that there’s no shame in it and it honestly turned you on knowing that you could have such an effect on him. Naruto is a quick learner, especially when it comes to pleasing you. He learns that he loves watching you come undone under him, and makes it his goal to get better every session the two of you have. As the two of you make your way through the bases, he does not disappoint and continues to improve to the point you swear he knows your body better than you do.

F = Favourite position

Doggy style. Hands down. Or any position where you are bent over in front of him. He feels like he can runt into you much harder and faster in these types of positions. There’s just something about hearing the slapping of your skin together that turns him on even more, if that were even possible.. One of his favourite things to do is bend you over the side of the couch. He uses his hands on your hips to pull your body into him as he's thrusting mercilessly into you. He no doubt leaves bruises on your hips from the grip he has, once he sees them the next day he is extremely apologetic. However, his body language says otherwise as he’s smirking all the way through his apologies.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

It depends on the day, however more than not Naruto is cracking jokes during your sessions together. He loves to see your beautiful smile and this fact does not change while the two of you are intimate. He loves doing or saying silly things to make you all giggly.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He has a snail trail leading down, and keeps himself relatively trimmed. If you were to prefer it one way than he would be more than happy to accommodate your wishes. It's a few shades darker than the blonde on his head.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect.)

Naruto never wants you to feel like you are anything but beautiful. He wants to make sure that you never feel like you are being used for his sexual pleasure. He is romantic in the way he covers you in wet kisses while he’s thrusting into you, in the way he showers you with praise, and when in certain positions he will maintain eye contact. “You’re so beautiful when you cum.” or “I can’t believe I got so lucky.” He always reminds you that he loves you, before, during, and after.

J = Jack off (Masturbation headcanon)

Now that he has you, he only jerks off when it’s been a few days since the two of you have been intimate, when you are away, when you’re not in the mood, etc. When he does masturbate, he does so quickly in order to let out pent up sexual need. He has such a high libido.

He imagines you and only you when his hand is on his cock. He fantasizes about things he would like to do to you but is too shy to ask, and things you have done.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Praise. Naruto has a praise kink 100%. Hearing you praise him during intimacy makes him all the more turned on, if that was even possible. He was never praised growing up, so hearing you say such things about him in such a dirty way makes him feel some type of way.

Lingerie. Naruto loves it when you dress up for him in lingerie that leaves almost nothing to the imagination. Especially when he comes home after a long day and sees you dressed all sultry for him, he will take you on the living room floor for all he cares.

L = Location (Favourite places to do things)

At home. He loves taking you over the couch or anywhere he can bend you over comfortably; ie. the kitchen counter, in front of a mirror, the edge of the bed, etc.

In his fantasies and eventually reality he would love to take you in his office. However, this is saved for occasions as to keep the excitement behind such an unsavory act in the Hokage’s office.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Anything and everything. Naruto has an extremely high sex drive. You could do something simple, such as prepare him dinner and have it ready upon his arrival home, and he would be embarrassingly turned on by your kind act. Small acts of kindness go a long way with Naruto, as he never received them growing up.

One thing that turns him on no matter what is when you initiate that you want him. He is constantly in awe and disbelief that someone like you would want him. Considering what he has gone through, he can become insecure at times.

N = No (Turn offs, things they refuse to do)

Degrading. Naruto does not like to degrade you or to be degraded. It brings him pain of his childhood and being outcast by the village. He understands why some people may enjoy it, however he would much rather shower you with praises.

Hurting you. He would not be into delivering you pain. He’s fine with some light slaps to your rear while he’s bucking his hips into you from behind or some light hair pulling to pull you flush to his body. But anything more is something he wouldn’t like to do. He never wants to hurt you and fears his strength may accidentally cause you real pain and injury.

O = Oral (Preference in receiving or giving, skill, etc)

Since you’re Naruto’s first, he is still learning. However, he is a fast learner. He quickly figures out, along with your help, just the right pressure to lick or suck on your sex. Soon enough he has it down to a science and has you cumming on his mouth quickly every time.

At first, he preferred being the one to give you oral. However, after the time you showed up in his office and kneeled under his desk changed everything. He still thinks about how you never stuttered in sucking his cock when his advisor Shikamaru opened the door unannounced. His hands gripped the armrests on his chair while Shikamaru went over some news agonizingly slow, to the point his knuckles were white. “You alright, Naruto?” Shikamaru had asked him. “You look kind of flustered.”

Naruto’s eyes popped open as you began deep throating him and moving faster under his desk. “W-what? Me— Totally fine Shikamaru! Ehehe. Everything’s perfectly f-fine!”

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual?)

At first, while he is figuring out what to do, the sex together is more slow and sensual. As time goes on the two of you dive into either one. Though he definitely prefers fast and rough. He has so much energy but not enough patience to take it slow all the time. “I’m sorry I just can’t help myself,” He breathed into your ear, before raising up and pulling your legs over his shoulders. “Your pussy just feels too damn good.” He would say before using your thighs as leverage to thrust deeper and faster into you.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Although he prefers to have multiple rounds in one session, Naruto’s always down for a quickie, if necessary.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

As stated below, he is a risk taker. Especially fantasizes about taking you in his office, and eventually does. Sometimes he tells you he has locked the door only for you to realize on your way out that he never did.

“Naruto!” You’d gasp. He’d embarrassingly scratch the back of his neck, blushing bright red. “Ehehe— Sorry!”

Since you are his first in almost everything, experimenting is a must. There are some things he figures he would definitely like, and other things he is not so interested in. He is willing to try almost everything once to see if either of you enjoy it.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last)

Naruto has an immense amount of stamina. You had a theory that the man could go on for days if he had no other choice. If the two of you are feeling particularly parched for intimacy, one session can quickly turn into two or three rounds. He will cum every time and then recover within a few minutes, hard once again and eager to continue.

How long he lasts depends on how long it’s been since the last time the two of you have been together. Sometimes when it’s been days or even weeks, due to a mission or long nights in the office, he will only last a few minutes. If he’s not tired, that will not stop him. As stated above, he is more than capable of going for another round. Especially if he feels that you didn't cum hard enough during the first round, or he feels that he could make you cum even harder that night.

If it’s been within a day or two since the last time you’ve had sex, he can hold on as long as needed. This can be anywhere from 15-30 minutes, unless the two of you are having a quick session over the Hokage desk.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

N/A — May update this in the future, however, for now I don’t see Naruto as the time to own or use toys on him or his partner.

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

He doesn’t like to tease you too much. Maybe it has something to do with some deep childhood trauma but he does not want to say or do the wrong thing. Sometimes he likes to deny you an orgasm, only to quickly back pedal and grant you one. He does sometimes enjoy bringing his hand up scandalously high on your thigh; under the table at important dinners or meetings that are boring him half to death. He will rub his thumb agonizingly close to your core before retreating, only to do so again a few minutes later.

V = Volume (How loud are they, what sounds they make)

Naruto at first isn’t the loudest during sex or intimacy. He tries to keep it out of embarrassment of how good he feels. As time goes on and he becomes more comfortable, he will willingly let out moans and groans. However, from the beginning he could never hold in his heavy breathing and the loud moan he would release when cumming. Naruto does enjoy saying sweet and dirty things to you constantly. “You look so beautiful, taking my cock so well.”

You also pick up on the fact that he enjoys being praised during sex, it makes him flustered when you talk dirty back to him. “You feel so good inside of me Naruto, like you were made to fill me.”

He definitely whines when he is pulling out and is overstimulated.

W = Wild card

He definitely fantasized for the longest time about you and him doing something taboo in his office. It was his daydream he would imagine while jerking off. One day, during the hot summer months, you walked into his office wearing a sundress and locked the door behind you. He was immediately in a haze, it was how he always fantasized it beginning. Soon after, your dress was pulled above your hips and you were laying back on the Hokage’s desk with his face in between your thighs.

“I’ve been dreaming about doing this for months now.”

Ever since then, you’re more open to waltz into his office for a quick session. Especially on days where you can tell he needs stress relief in between tasks.

X = X-Ray (What's hiding under the clothes)

Naruto sits under six-feet tall. He takes pride in his athletic body, since he grew up being quite lanky from lack of proper nutrition. That being said, his cock is slightly above average at slightly over six inches. It is average in girth.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Naruto has a high amount of stamina, in turn his sex drive is extremely high. He has so much energy all the time and needs some way to expel this energy. He needs to be intimate with you frequently, at least once a day if he could have it his way. If the two of you are not intimate for one reason or another, he would resort to using his hand. You’d definitely be in for it when he returns from a mission and hasn’t been able to come in forever.

“Where do you want it this time?” He’ll ask during the last round, “Want me to paint your pretty face with my cum?”

Z = Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Naruto has a lot of energy. He most likely wouldn’t fall asleep right afterward, but instead would spend time with you before finally going to bed. Either talking about your days and running his fingers up and down your spine while you lay on his chest, or cuddling on the couch and watching a movie. He wants to spend time with you and make sure you know he is not just using you or your body. He wants to make sure you know you are loved by him in every way. If he has just returned from a long day, he would still try to spend time with you afterwards but would end up falling asleep while you’re talking or during the movie.

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mindofadoll · 2 months

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Oooo if I could get dominated by any one?

Hmm I have two answers the first is my unrealistic answer which is Megan the stallion, because her confidence is exhilarating. My more realistic answer is I have a certain mutual in mind. God I want this woman to leave her mark on my body. Thank you for asking playmate ~

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Only wearing socks and jewlery

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sooniebby · 8 months

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I’m back…had a random thought when listening to men moaning and I just had to write it for y’all.. you know the drill, bottom male reader, reader is mentioned to have a cock

Smut fic—in which reader has the terrible experience of being able to read minds. It was fun at first when you first found out at age ten.. but then it just got bad because you couldn’t control it

Hearing your mom’s thoughts about your dad was traumatizing to say the least. As you grew older, you basically learned to tune people out by filling your head with your own thoughts. It usually works.

And it was your usual day in your philosophy class at the university you dreamed of going to.. and it was the usual in that you sat next to this random girl who slept the entire time. Which was good, you didn’t have to worry about her thoughts.

But much to your surprise, someone sat next to you. It was pretty shocking. This guy was “popular” in the sense he was handsome and everyone wanted to be near him.

He usually only sat next to his friends but today he was next to you..? Odd—but you didn’t care that much. You now had to focus on making sure his thoughts didn’t distract you from your professor..

But you did want to take a little peak—just to see what a guy like him would be thinking. At most, you expected him to be focused on taking notes

This guy… is he an actor, you thought to yourself. He looked to be paying attention but the only thing on his mind was sex.. with you.

And not just a fleeting glimpse of sex. it was.. wow, pretty graphic.

He was fantasizing about fucking you in an empty classroom. The classroom you two were in right now. You sprawled on the teacher’s desk, back arched with your legs being pushed towards you.

He was fucking you. Very harsh. He had a very vivid dream of how you’d look fucked out on the table—your moans filling the empty classroom.

His fantasy was solely on you. How you cried, how you arched your back, how you whined his name.. suddenly, he was holding tightly on your neck, lightly squeezing it while his thrusts began to practically knock your breath away.

“You sound so cute.. but you can be louder, yeah?” His fantasy self said to you, reaching down and slapping your ass which earned a scream. Which embarrassingly enough caused you to flinch in real life.

Okay, that’s enough..! You thought to yourself, looking away with a blush. Holy shit. This random guy… was dreaming about having sex with you?! But you guys didn’t even speak.. why.. did he like you?

You couldn’t help but glance over at him, trying hard to not let his thoughts flood your mind again. He was certainly hot—which made sense why a lot girls kept fangirling about him.. Black hair slicked back with gel, a nice nose, plump lips girls were jealous of, a lean body, cat-like eyes..

why was he into you?

He could have anyone.. but he’s thinking about you?

By accident, a slip of his thoughts flooded you again. He wasn’t thinking about sex anymore, he was actually focused on his notes. With a sigh, you decided to believe you were just going crazy and took a sip from your water bottle.

‘His mouth is so small.. would it actually be able to fit around my cock?’

You coughed heavily as water slipped out of your mouth. Much to your shock, the perverted guy handed you some tissues to wipe your mouth. You muttered a thank you, cleaning your chin and mouth.

Jesus, this guy is going to be the death of you.

‘He’s so cute…I hope he likes guys…’

You sighed, happy that he was finally thinking about you normally.

‘Ah.. what if it was my cum instead of water on his lips..? Oh, too much don’t wanna pop a boner in class.’

You could only cough once more in shock and cover your ears. Oh, you needed him away from you fast. But it seemed like he was going to actually start pursuing you soon..

But what you really wondered is if you could survive hearing his thoughts on a daily basis.. and by the embarrassing boner you were sporting right now

Yeah, you were going to be having boners in philosophy often.

‘Does he even like giving blowjobs..? Hope so.. it’d be hot cumming in his mouth..having it overflow.. oops, boner!’

This was going to be a long day…

My first ever one where the guy actually thinks and technically talks… :0! This was fun if you guys want, I’ll definitely expand on it. For now, Imma continue the roommate for tmmr <3

Yoga instructor is coming soon, can’t wait to have an actual fic for him, it’ll be in 2nd person!

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hi can you just write a blurb or something ab steve eating the reader out. it’s a vague prompt but you can do with it what you will !

hi bb thank you for leaving this and thank you for your patience!!! it’s a lil more than a blurb and involves weed mentions (bc i am a slut for the concept of fucking around w steve while stoned lol) hope that’s ok!! <3

also heads up for minor s4 spoilers!

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“So- s- so listen… I tried to tell her—“

“Steve.”

“I said, I… say how everyone- everyone likes boobies—“

“Steve—“

“I do! Guys do! There are girls that like them! Who doesn’t like boobies?”

“Harrington, I’m about to crack you in the jaw if you don’t stop saying—“

A stifled laugh brings you to a pause, hesitantly looking over at Steve. His eyes are red, lids hooded and heavy as he grins over at you. With a mischief-filled whisper, he dares again, “…. Boobies.”

Playfully, you lunge across the floor, hands clasping over his mouth. It takes a second to register for both of you; Steve looks up at you wide eyed as you straddle him, while a blush heats up your cheeks.

It only takes another moment, but it’s one that the shared stare feels like a lifetime longer; you scramble off Steve’s lap, but not before your core brushes against a very specific shape between his legs.

You’re both too stoned to keep caught up with the present; this is how you usually share a closing shift with Steve, unwinding with a haphazardly rolled joint. Both of your reactions are delayed and without any filter, more than usual… So, when Steve moans, he moans loud.

Again, your palms clasp over his mouth before you look over your shoulder; the break room door is closed and locked. You and Steve are the only ones at Family Video tonight, for a closing shift. The front door was locked since the store closed, and the break room’s door was locked, too.

Neither of you move, and the room is quiet enough to hear a pin drop. Steve’s eyes dart to your hand on his face, then to your hips on top of his, and eventually back to your eyes. Another silent moment passes before Steve is giggling madly into your palm.

You roll your eyes, huffing as you back off of him. “Steve!”

His face flushes deeper, “What?!”

“We’re not gonna talk about what just happened… whatever… that—“ You motion to his hard-on, then back to you, then back to him. “— Was? At all?”

Steve’s trying his damndest to keep a straight face, but each time his eyes meet yours, he busts into a fit of giggles again. You’re trying to be mature, stifle any laughter threatening to break, but you’re failing miserably as your shoulders begin to shake in a silent giggle.

It’s just pockets of laughter from the two of you; as either of you calm down, the other starts up again. It’s a cycle of a high induced joy, one that feels like it lasts for hours. Alas, it’s only really said and done in a handful of minutes.

So, Steve and you sit in silence once more. The clock on the wall echoes out ticks, filling the space between your bated breaths and his shallow, shaky ones.

“Can you blame me?” Steve mumbles, shrugging. Your brows furrow before he blurts out once more, “… Boobies.”

“Alright, that’s it. I’m leaving you here, locked in.” You sigh, pushing off the floor to your feet. Steve hurries over to you, lazily crawling while grabbing at your legs, stopping you in your tracks.

“I promise, I’m done,” Steve says, but his terribly hidden laugh proves otherwise. You roll your eyes again, trying to move towards the door, but Steve’s grip holds you in place.

“Steve, let go,” You’re trying to ignore the way your face heats up again, but it’s difficult with him clinging to you like this.

“C’mere, don’t go yet.” His voice is low, soft, the calmest it’s been since the two of you started this laughing fit.

He gives a firm tug, and your legs give way, sending you to the floor. Steve guides your fall, though, helping you land… directly in a straddling position over him… again.

“Wait- Steve—“

His arms hook under your legs before pulling you forward. You stumble over his torso, holding yourself inches from his face.

“I’ll stop if you want.” Steve promises, looking up at you. His eyes dart back down to your clothed heat, licking his lips before he looks back at you. “But it’s not much different than what we used to do.”

You laugh nervously, feeling yourself grow wet. “I- I- you- that was years ago, and we only… we didn’t—“

“We only kissed, yeah. You haven’t been curious about more?” Steve asks, voice still soft, but backed by a growing confidence now.

“We were drunk—“

“— And now we’re stoned. Not much of a difference.” Steve counters. “Just say the word and I’ll back off.”

His grip on your legs loosens, but you find yourself shaking your head immediately as your legs gently settle on either side of his face. “D- don’t.”

“… Don’t… what?”

Now Steve’s entering that cocky, son of a bitch, King Steve confidence. The one you both hate and love, always have, and still do.

Huffing, you look away as you cross your arms. “You know.”

“Do I?”

You’re hyper aware of his thumbs stroking your legs gently, hands inching slowly toward the button of your pants. He glances up, waiting for your approval, so you nod, nervous and excited for whatever’s about to happen.

Even through your clothes, Steve’s breath is hot and heavy near your core as he pants, trying to calm himself down. He’s being too polite, too slow, and now he’s got you too wound up to take this at a safe pace.

Your hands shove his away from your fly before undoing your pants on your own, awkwardly lifting yourself up to shimmy out of them before settling back over Steve’s face.

His fingers reach up, gingerly tracing over the wet spot on your underwear. You whimper on contact, making him smirk.

God damn that fucking ego of his.

Steve reaches his other hand up your shirt, grunting in surprise when he doesn’t feel a bra underneath. His fingers lazily roll your nipple between them, pinching and tugging without much pattern or plan. Still, it earns a whine from you, hips rolling involuntarily over his face.

“Get down here already,” Steve mutters, tugging you down by your hips. You try holding yourself up, but he pulls until you’re literally sitting on his face.

“Steve!” You hiss as he pushes your panties aside, tongue delving into your folds from the moment you’re exposed. He rolls it over your clit in waves, soft, slow, but sloppy. Still, it’s a sinfully enjoyable feeling, one that elicits your hips to roll again, grinding down on his mouth.

“There you go…” His voice is muffled against your folds, trying not to let up too much. “That’s my girl.”

You gasp at the praise, followed by his lips wrapping around your clit, sucking gently.

“F- fu— oh my god—“ You’re practically incoherent, eyes rolling back as his tongue continues steady on your center. You twitch; it feels too good, but one arm is wrapped around your waist, pinning you to his face. The other, still playing with your tits under your shirt.

“Best part about boo—“

“Harrington, I’m not kidding, if you ruin this with your fucking nonsense—“

“What?” He nips at your folds gently, sucking softly along the skin. He admires the way you shiver above him, chuckling into your skin. “It’ll ruin the mood for you? That’s fine, I’ve got all night.”

Steve Harrington racked up quite the reputation in bed over his high school years, one that always had you curious if any of it was true. You’re almost in doubt right now, wondering if he’s aware how sloppy he’s eating you out. Then, he pulls back, spits hard onto your folds before diving back in. You see his face shine with a mixture of your arousal and his saliva, turning you on even more.

He knows. Steve knows, and he’s absolutely enjoying it. Enjoying how much of a mess he’ll make of you while making a mess with you.

Your hips jerk, and thighs shake, clenching around Steve’s head. He keeps his pace.

“If you come now, we’ll just keep doing this until I say we’re done.” He warns before slipping a finger into you. You sigh, eyes fluttering shut as you tangle your fingers in his hair.

“You’re too high to do this all night,” You laugh, grinding down on the digit within you. “I know you, you’ll fall asleep in five m— oh…“

Steve continues, ignoring your banter and relishing in the way he makes you gasp and squirm above him. He laps at your clit before ducking his head down, teasing your entrance with his tongue as he brushes his nose against your sensitive bud.

The sensation curls your toes, sends shivers across your skin, and you grip onto the wall for support— as if there’s anything to hang onto in the first place. Your head falls against the wall and you glance down at Steve, locking eyes with him as he watches your every move, every reaction.

“You wanna bet?” Steve’s hard to hear when his face is buried between your thighs like this, but the cocky confidence still rings clear. “‘Cause I can stop right now if you want.”

He adds a second finger and you tense up, gasping as he stretches you some more. Pulling back while his hands continue coaxing pleasure from you, he admires how hot and bothered his handiwork makes you feel.

You shake your head ‘no’, whimpering as you melt into the high he’s leading you to. “I- I’ll be g- good, promise.”

Steve spits onto your clit once more before smirking up at you, expression dopey but mischievous. Before he delves in again, he murmurs another, “That’s my girl.”

#ns/fw #steve harrington fic #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington smut #stranger things fic #prompts #probably the tamest thing i’ve written in awhile lmfao #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you

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