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filynxs · 20 days

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౨ৎ⋆˚｡⋆ Pheromones.

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⚝ Sukuna is your boyfriend and has asked you out on a date. Or rather - he forced you to go out with him. He knew you were busy, but he insisted on going out with you. After all, you haven't had many opportunities to go out because of your work. And because of this, you decide to surprise him with a new perfume. This perfume contains something that will drive him crazy.

⚝ Sukuna x fem!reader

⚝ 18+; sexual content; use of pheromone perfumes; needy and rough f*replay; smelling and licking

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"You‘re gorgeous."

You step out of the car that brought you to the restaurant Sukuna has invited you to. He sent a driver to pick you up, so you can clearly see that he longed for this date. After all, you two haven‘t been on a date for a long, long time.

He helps you get out of the car by taking your hand into his, and he doesn‘t try to hide his hungry gaze that is wandering over your beautiful body. And that tight, red dress you‘re wearing emphasizes every single curve of it. It also makes it hard for him to not just tear it off your body right now.

"Did you choose that dress on purpose?" he asks you by purring into your ear, pulling you close as he puts his arm around your waist. He asks you this question because this dress is the dress you wore on the same evening on which you two had sex for the first time. This dress has driven him so crazy that night, and it has the same effect on him now, too. After all, the deep v neck line gives him a perfect view of your cleavage, and due to the corset of this dress, your breasts are pressed together. Another beautiful detail is the slit that is on the right side of the dress. It reaches up to your thigh, exposing very much of your leg, but still not enough for him.

Running his tongue over his lower lip, he pulls back to look into your eyes. His irises shine in a ruby color. The color that seduced you on the day you first met.

"Maybe." you chuckle, shrugging your shoulders, "How do you like my perfume, though? It‘s brand new."

Leaning closer to your neck once again, he takes a deep breath, inhaling your intoxicating scent that blurs his mind. His eyes roll back, and he can‘t help but let out a soft groan that shows the lust he feels for you.

"You make it difficult for me to resist you, baby." he growls into your ear, pushing your hair aside to continue on smelling on your neck. Gently, he flicks his tongue over the sensitive skin of your neck, and a drop of saliva rolls down the corner of his mouth. It‘s like you are the dessert he wants to devour, even though he didn‘t have his meal yet.

You let out a deep sigh at his actions, but to tease him, you push him a bit away.

"Now, now, why don‘t we go into the restaurant first? Our date has just started, after all." you chuckle, feeling how your cheeks heat up at the increasing intimacy between the two of you.

As you look at him, you bite your lip while waiting for his reaction. But he only stares at you for a moment, his expression neutral again. However, you can see a faint blush on his cheeks.

But then, when realization hits him, a wide grin spreads over his lips that expose his fangs.

"You‘re wearing a pheromone perfume, aren‘t you?" he questions you, putting both of his arms around your hips now. "Aren‘t you?" he repeats, pulling you closer. His voice is so husky that it vibrates in his throat.

"I don‘t know what you mean." you decide to tease him, but you can‘t hide the sly smile that‘s on your red lips.

His hands move down to your butt, which he squeezes roughly. He chuckles, leaning close to your ear to gently bite your lobe.

"Oh and how you do. What a bad girl," he snickers into your ear, and your entire body heats up at this playful moment between you. Giving your earlobe another light bite, he tugs on your dress, eager to rip it off your body. "I think we should skip the dinner."

Running your tongue over your lower lip, you tilt your head in a playful manner, while your eyes find his reddish-glowing gaze. The way how his irises are darkening with lust is sending a shiver down your spine. It looks like his pupils are dilating, almost covering the entire orb of his eye.

"That would be disappointing, wouldn‘t it? Why don‘t we get inside?" you offer, and without letting him answer you, you take his hand and guide him into the entrance of the noble restaurant he has invited you to.

The light of the large chandeliers shine down on you, illuminating the hall which is adorned with expensive-looking furniture. Its atmosphere is filled with exquisite beauty and details that make you feel like you‘re standing inside a large castle.

A polite waiter brings you to your reserved table, which is located in a quiet, cozy corner. It doesn‘t take long for you to order the best wine on the card, which arrives on your table within just a couple of minutes.

"It‘s beautiful here." you mutter in awe, gazing around the place with amazement plastered across your face. Sukuna doesn‘t answer, thus you look at him only to see that he has been staring at you the entire time. You can feel his masculine hand touching your thigh, while he rests his chin on his palm.

Mesmerized by your looks and intoxicating scent, he keeps a faint grin on his lips while continuously gazing at you. He can‘t help it. After all, a gorgeous woman like you is definitely driving his thoughts wild. Especially with that teasing perfume of yours.

It‘s not a lie that his cock is throbbing in his tight trousers right now.

You shift in your seat. Even though you are the one who wanted to tease him tonight, you can‘t help but feel affected by his touches. The way how his hand squeezes your thigh and moves upwards your leg sends electricity through your body, and causes your cheeks to heat up.

Gulping, you brush a strand of your hair behind your ear. Again, you move on your seat; out of nervousness, which is tinted with a hint of arousal. The way how your clit rubs against the chair‘s edge through your thin strings is driving you crazy, and you are having a hard time holding yourself back. Because you would want to keep on going, rubbing yourself against the chair until it would make you come in ecstasy.

And he knows that.

"My, my," he purrs, and his hand stops at your inner thigh, "what are you trying to do, gorgeous?"

He leans closer, inhaling your scent that lies in the steamy air between you two. His eyes roll back as your smell penetrates his nostrils, making him even hungrier for you than he already is.

"Nothing," you merely breathe out a stutter, sitting on the edge of your chair. Your swollen clit pounds against the wooden seat, and a searing fire builds up inside your core.

His grip around your thigh becomes tighter, rough even, and his nails dig into your skin. With his free hand, he pulls something out of his pocket, however, you can‘t catch sight of what it is.

"Tell me," he pauses with a heavy breath, pressing something cold against your clad entrance, "what are you trying to do?"

You bite your lower lip, tasting the flavor of iron on your tongue as your teeth penetrate the soft skin. Soft, hoarse breaths escape you when you speak to him.

"I‘m trying to," you pant, "come."

Clicking his tongue in response, he flashes you a grin as he pulls your strings to the side, making space for what he has in store for you. The cold object touches your slick folds again, and without a warning, he thrusts it into you. Your entire body tenses up, and you have to hold back a moan.

"That was easy," he snickers, licking his lips. "You‘re so wet."

Exhaling a snort, you let your lips twitch up into a small grin, and your hips move slowly, "You‘re the one to talk." Your chest moves up and down with every breath you take, and you catch his eyes darting down to your cleavage, which is emphasized by your tight dress, "I can see how hard you have gotten."

Your searing gaze lays down on his crotch, and his hard bulge is clearly visible through his tight trousers. It‘s rubbing against his cock, causing his hips to tense up.

"Don‘t try to speak up to me," he warns you with a challenging smirk on his glossy lips, pressing a button on the remote he is holding in his trouser‘s pocket. And without letting a second pass, the remote turns the vibrator on, which is lying deep inside you, causing you to flinch in surprise.

A soft moan escapes you, and small tears form in the corners of your eyes as lust overcomes you. Your heart is pumping the arousal through your veins, and you seem like the feeling is taking you over. You don‘t even care about your surroundings anymore, which slowly fade away while you dive into the feeling of pleasure.

Your hips move in circling movements, as if you‘re trying to ride the vibrator that is buzzing against your slick walls. You move your hand down to your crotch, however, he grabs your wrist without a warning, and prevents you from touching yourself.

"Not yet," he growls with a low voice, and a frown forms on your forehead, showing the desperation you feel. The heat is growing inside you, and you are eager to release the pressure that is building up inside your stomach.

"Why don‘t we go somewhere else," you breathe hoarsely, "please?"

He leans towards you, letting his lips hover just above yours. You can feel his hot breath on your skin, and his scent penetrates your nostrils.

"What‘s the fun in that?" he whispers against your lips, placing a tender, sensual kiss on them. "I don‘t care if someone notices our little play."

A soft moan of delight escapes you as the vibrations inside you increase, and your thighs shake in eagerness. You can feel your approaching climax, which is noticeable on your flushed face.

Sukuna takes the sight of your arousal in, and decides to spread your legs even wider, pushing his knee between them.

Little do the guests of the restaurant know what is going on below that table of yours…

"Are you going to come for me?" he snickers, pressing his knee against your clit. You rub yourself against it, as if being controlled by an animalistic instinct. "Show me the satisfaction you feel."

Your back arches like the one of a cat, and you bite your lower lip to hide the grunt that is escaping your red lips. A wave of pleasure washes over you, and your entire body shudders as your sweet nectar squirts out of you. You press your knees together, embracing his leg which is staying between yours.

There are not enough words to describe this satisfying sensation, but you can feel the searing warmth that spreads in your muscles. Electricity causes every tiny spot of your body to tense up and be covered in goosebumps.

"Yeah," he breathes, his brows furrowing together ever so slightly, "yeah, just like that."

He doesn‘t let you rest, keeping the vibrator turned on the entire time. When he stands up, he pulls you along with him to the restrooms. A spot in which you two can live out your fantasies in privacy.

Getting into the noble-looking restroom, he locks the door after you enter, and presses you up against a wall.

Pants escape your mouth, and it takes you a while to react to what he is doing to you. However, your mind is being blurred so heavily that there is nothing you can do except moaning his name out loud.

His hand finds its way around your neck, while his other one squeezes your breast through your tight dress. Your hardened nipples are entirely visible below the thin fabric, and when he touches them, a pleasant shiver runs down your spine.

"Y/N," he groans, leaning down to your neck to lick your soft skin, "you are driving me insane with that intoxicating scent." His tongue flicks across your favorite spots, until he begins to use his teeth to gently bite you. "I want to eat you up."

The tone of his voice laces need, roaring in his throat with raspiness. It vibrates against your neck, sending a tingly feeling through your delicate skin. You can feel him inhale your scent, as if smoking you like a cigarette. He is not getting enough of you, and you can tell that by the way he is pressing his bulge against your hot crotch.

Because of his actions and the vibrator that is still inside you, you are close to reaching your climax once again. But then, he turns it off.

"I don‘t want that thing to do all the work," he chuckles, sucking on your skin. "I‘m going to play with you now."

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hannieoftheyear · 3 months

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Right Time (kmg)

synopsis: a day before your 5 year high-school reunion, you find yourself at your best friends’ party, incapable of escaping your bubbling feelings for one of your long-time friends.

genre: kmg x fem reader, friends to lovers, basically pwp, smut, fluff(!!!), a little angst if you squint

words: 7,9k

warnings under the cut, MDNI!!!!

content: lots of teasing, switch!mingyu, unprotected sex, masturbation (m and f receiving), fingering, edging, cockwarming (not on purpose), begging, multiple orgasms, creampie, cum eating, mingyu is strong, he's also a little pussy drunk :p

note: I'm so happy I was finally able to finish this! tysm for waiting and for all the support this acc has been receiving these past few weeks♡♡

I really hope you like this, and I apologize if there are any mistakes.

You're at Seungkwan's place and a few drinks in. It’s a Friday night so you don’t care how much you drink because you have nothing to do tomorrow in the morning, and you’ll feel better at night to go to the dreaded reunion.

Seungkwan randomly decided to throw a party and you thought why not show up. You need something else on your mind and your place is right in front anyway.

You’re talking with a group of people you barely know, maybe from your classes or around campus, you don’t know their names but somehow got inserted in their conversation.

But you tune away from the chat, thinking maybe you should go and try to find your friends. That’s when a hand grabs yours and directs you to the other side of the kitchen.

Mingyu looks proud, giggling as he takes you away from everyone and to a corner. His hand feels right against yours, fitting just like they’re meant to be together.

“Are you having fun?” You’re both now standing against a wall now and he’s looking down to you, right into your eyes, expecting your answer. You just nod as you take another sip from your cup. Maybe the coldness of the drink can help with the dizziness of having him so close.

“Who were those people you were talking to? I’ve never seen them before.” You dare to look up at him and find his glossy eyes still trained on yours, almost like he wants to look inside your soul.

“Oh, I don’t know. I’ve seen them around on campus, but I don’t remember their names.” You look away from him briefly to look around the kitchen to see if they’re still there but find it empty.

“I was thinking about looking for you actually.” His smile widens at your words, and you get to see his little fangs. The butterflies in your belly make an appearance, just like every time he smiles at you like that.

“It must be fate that brought me to the kitchen then.” He faces down a little more and now your faces are merely inches away.

Maybe it’s because you’re a little drunk, but you let yourself stare at his features, he’s so close to you now you could even count his eyelashes one by one. His sparkly eyes were always so pretty to you, you’ve told him several times, but he just shrugged it off. The mole on his nose, you still remember the first time you noticed it and since then you’ve always wanted to kiss it. And his pretty plump lips that always had you wondering how they'd feel against yours.

You think you stared a little too long, but you don’t care and the smirk forming on his face tells you he noticed it too. He was watching you closely too. You feel yourself starting to blush, but you indulge in the fantasy that he also may like you as much as you like him. Just for tonight.

He’s moving closer to your ear, his soft skin grazes yours, and you barely hear him on top of all the noise, “I like your dress, I’ve never seen you in a dress before.” The blush blossoms on your cheeks once more as you register his words, and you shy away from him.

The grin on his face tells you he’s enjoying the reaction he got out of you, and you punch his arm lightly. “Shut up! I was trying something different, but if you like it maybe I’ll wear it again.” You give him a little wink as you finish the sentence. Two can play this game.

Though he doesn’t move away like you did, you can see his ears turning a little red, but it’s nothing compared to the way his eyes shamelessly check you out now that you’re a little farther away than before.

He looks at you up and down a few times, licking his lips lightly. His eyes look different, but you can’t quite decipher how, and right when he’s about to speak, his look focuses on something behind you.

You turn back to see what took his attention away from you. Right away you see Seungkwan coming to take you to play some stupid round of beer pong, saying he made a bet with Minghao and you’re the best player in here right now. He doesn’t even let you speak and grabs your hand, rushing you away to the living room full of people. And away from Mingyu.

You quickly turn to check on him and see he’s smiling at the interaction. Good, at least it didn’t completely ruin the moment. Seungkwan will pay for this.

The night goes smoothly, and Seungkwan is right, you are the best beer pong player at the party. Your side had 4 cups left, while your opponents, Minghao and Vernon, had only one.

After you made them lose three cups in a row, some people started getting engaged in the match - Seungkwan's loud screams of happiness drew a lot of attention- and now you have everyone in the living room paying attention to your last shot.

As you concentrate on your target, you scan the people around you and find Mingyu against a wall already looking at you. You weren’t nervous before, but the need to impress him invades you and without thinking you shoot the little ball. And you miss.

A round of oohs fill the room, everyone was expecting for you to win. Your first instinct is to look at Mingyu, he gives you a nod and reassuring look, but you’re still really embarrassed. You turn to face your opponents, who are rather amused at your miss and tease you before their turn. The game isn’t over yet though.

You lose three more cups as the rounds pass and you still can’t seem to reach theirs. Now both teams have only one cup left. Your competitiveness starts to take over you, you can’t lose this now because it’ll seriously hurt your pride.

Taking a few breaths, you concentrate and actually plan your shot. Where the ball should bounce and how much force you have to put into it. Maybe you’re overthinking it, but you did this with the other shots, and you always got them.

You count, 3, 2, 1 and shoot.

Seungkwan reacts before you, jumping and hugging you like you just won a million dollars. And maybe you did because your pride is worth a lot. You hug him back and waste no time to tease Vernon and Minghao.

But what you want the most it’s to see his reaction. You search around the room and the sight makes your insides turn.

Your mood drops when seeing Mingyu essentially flirt with some girl. She’s giggling at something he said. You watch as she lightly grabs his arm and gets close to one of his ears to whisper something. He doesn’t react at whatever she’s saying, but his eyebrows frown a little as he scans the room and eventually makes eye contact with you.

Trying to avoid him, you go back to Seungkwan, who’s still gloating about the win to the two boys and tell him you’re tired and you’re going home.

From the corner of your eye, you can see Mingyu walking towards you, but you ignore him and keep waking to the door. Maybe you’re being dramatic, but it’s not nice to see the guy you’ve liked for countless years flirt with another girl right in front of you, and Seungkwan’s house is not very big so you only have two options: stay and endure the sight of a girl getting to do everything you want to, or leave and be at peace in your house.

You manage to get out of Seungkwan’s place, but Mingyu’s still following you, calling your name. The door to your apartment opens barely an inch when his hand comes from behind you and shuts it close.

With your arms crossed you turn to face him, “Mingyu I’m tired I just want to go home please.” You don’t look him in the eye.

“Is everything okay? I thought we were having a good time.” He questions very confused at your sudden reaction.

“Like I said, I’m just tired.” You know you’re not being fair. You don’t get to be mad at him, you’re not a couple and he can flirt with as many girls as he wants. You’ve seen it happen before. “Can you let me open my door?”

“Did I do something?” He puts his hand right beside your head on the frame of the door, determined to get you to answer. You stare at each other for what it feels like hours, your eyes stay still watching his, but he’s scanning your frowny face.

“Mingyu please.” You uncross your arms and try pushing him away with one hand. “Nope you’re not leaving until you tell me what’s wrong.” Trying to push him away was the wrong choice because now you have one hand on his very firm chest.

“Look, I really don’t want to do this right now. Just please let me leave, and you can go back to whatever you were doing.” A smirk starts appearing on his face as he realizes what’s happening.

“And what was I doing?” He asks playfully. You motion to get your hand away from his chest, but he stops it and keeps it still.

“Oh c'mon.” Is he really going to make you say it? He’s so exasperating. “I saw you with that girl, why are you here? Just go and talk to her! You seemed like you were having a good time.” You’re lying. You didn’t really see much of the interaction, and he knows it. He knows because he kept an eye on you the whole time.

“Why do you care so much?” His annoyingly pretty face looks so smug as he interlocks his fingers with yours, and you let him. “I don’t! Really, I don’t. I don’t care what you do on your own time. You can do whatever you want!” Sometime in your rant, his face came closer to yours, so close you can feel his breath on your skin. “You seem like you do care.” And you swear you feel his smile before you see it.

His lips are mere centimeters away from yours, but you’re not going to give him the satisfaction of being right, not yet at least, so you turn your face to the side.

“So, what if I did care? Which I repeat, I don’t.” His face doesn’t move an inch, and you know he’s still smirking at you by how he sounds when he says the next words, “Why were you storming off like that then?”

“I wasn’t storming off.” Your head shoots to face him again and you know you’re starting to sound defensive, but something tells you he knows your reasons and he’s just fucking with you, so why not do the same?

Trying not to sound too bitter, you continue, “I won the stupid game, of course, and when I turned around to tell you, you were busy! And I was going to leave after the game anyway.”

“So, just to be clear, you won, saw that I was “busy,” He removed his hand from the door only to add quotation marks as he said the word busy, then returned it to its place beside your head, “and because you were tired you decided to leave. Is that correct?”

“Yes, exactly.” He expects you to continue, but when you don’t, he asks “No other reason?”

“Nope.”

The staring contest between you intensifies, and you see his brain trying to work out an answer, a sentence, anything to get you to say what he wants to hear. You wish you could read his mind. Why was he doing all of this? Why does he care so much about your reaction? So, you ask him exactly that.

“Why do you care so much about this anyway?” The silence is loud while he thinks what to answer, and you’re about to retract your question when he interrupts you.

“I just... I wanted to hang out with you and be with you for a while.” This is not the answer you were expecting. However, it makes you feel giddy inside. “We were having a good time before Seungkwan came to ask you to play, and I thought that after you finish, maybe we could just keep talking like we were before. But you saw me and went almost running to the door.” You thought he finished there with a sad tone, but he continued. “I thought I did something wrong, something that upset you” His regretfulness doesn’t last long, and a smirk creeps back on his face. “But I think I know what happened now”.

“Oh, do you?” You snicker, and he steps back but doesn’t change his look. Your faces are now far apart. He can see your reaction better this way. “I think”, He pauses and makes a thinking face. His eyes go from your right eye to your lips, then to your left eye, “I think you are jealous.”

Heat rushes to your cheeks when you hear those words coming from him. You open your mouth to speak, but nothing seems to come out, too shocked to even react. “Now you have nothing to say huh?”

You feel cornered. Should you just tell him the truth? How the simple thought of seeing him would brighten your days? That when he complimented something you were wearing, you’d make sure to wear it again? That your heart jumps every time he laughs at your jokes? That every time you’d see him going home with another girl, you would cry yourself to sleep? Tell him how you’ve been in love with him for years? Should you?

“You already seem to know everything, so what do you want me to do?” Your voice makes him step forward again, his body so close you feel his hands graze yours.

“I want you to tell me the truth, I want to hear it from you, not the guys, not the voices in my head, not anyone else, you.”

You freeze in place, heart beating so furiously you fear he might be able to hear it. What does he mean by the voices in his head? The words can’t seem to get out of you, and he’s staring so intensely you almost forget how to speak. The noise from the long-forgotten party gets drowned out by the tension, so palpable you could cut it with a knife.

His look doesn’t change as the seconds pass, and your mind is scavenging for the right words to say, but nothing convinces you. He’s being patient, like he always is, so kind and patient with you, but you know if you don’t give him an answer he’ll just give up, believe that you don’t care and go back to the party, to that girl. So, you do the only thing that comes to mind, the thing that you’ve been wanting to do for so long. Your faces are so close you don’t even have to move much. You put one hand on the back of his neck and connect your lips together with his.

The butterflies in your stomach explode when he kisses you back harder and wraps both of his arms around your waist to bring your body closer to his. Is this really happening? You find yourself breaking the kiss to check if it’s real. You kissed Mingyu? And he’s kissing you back? This only ever happened in your wildest dreams.

His lips chase after yours, and when he opens his eyes, you welcome him with the biggest smile he’s ever seen. Both of your hands are now at the side of his neck, caressing him while you look at his blushed face in awe.

“Is this real?” Are the first words that come out of your mouth, and he chuckles. You’re both standing at your door, tangled up and giggling at each other like idiots. “Very.” He gives you a peck, then another, then more, smiles never leaving.

"Do you maybe want to come inside?” You shyly ask. He moves his face closer to yours, slowly, and you close your eyes expecting another kiss, but just when you feel his lips barely graze yours, the door clicks, opening, and he answers, “Please”.

Even though your smile doesn’t break, you roll your eyes at his antics. “You’re so..." You barely step one foot inside, and Mingyu’s got you against a wall, again. His lips trap yours, this time in a much deeper kiss, while his hands roam your body. You're so lost in pleasure that you don’t stop the whine that comes out of you.

“I’m so what?” His lips leave your mouth and go for your neck, “Handsome? Funny? Charming? Good-looking?” He leaves a trail of kisses up your neck until he reaches your mouth again, but he doesn’t kiss you, expecting your answer. You chase his lips, but he moves his head back, smirking at your neediness.

“Annoying” he chuckles, and your hands move to his hair, “You’re so annoying”. You take advantage of your hands in his head and push him against you again.

He bites your lower lip, and when you moan, he takes the opportunity to meet his tongue with yours. His tongue tries to memorize every cavity of your mouth, and you let it.

You tug his hair, and he grinds against you. He doesn’t seem to notice, but you definitely do, so you repeat it a few times. “You have to stop doing that before I take you right here right now”, he’s breathless but starts kissing your neck right after.

You move your face to the side to give him more access and say teasingly “What if that’s what I want?”

You feel him smile against your neck at the same time as he picks you up and moves you two to the couch. He sits down, and now you’re straddling him. You, once again, take advantage of the position and grind against him, and his hard on hits all the correct spots on your poorly clothed cunt.

His hands find their way under your dress, and his direct touch turns your skin on fire. He’s grabbing and squeezing your thighs as you keep grinding on him. You manage to take a few moans out of him, and it’s like music to your ears.

Your dress is so riled up that you could just slip it off like a shirt, so you do just that. As soon as you take it off, you move your hands to Mingyu’s waist and grab the hem of his black shirt. He's staring at your figure in awe but understands what you want right away and takes his shirt off quickly.

The both of you take a few seconds to admire the other’s body, your hands traveling from his defined abs to his chest, and he has to fight the whines that want to come out when you take a second too long on his nipples. He’s so sensitive today, maybe because it’s you.

“Can I take this off too?” He asks with his hands on your back, his fingers holding your bra clasp. You just nod and watch him as he takes your bra off himself. You swear his eyes grow ten times bigger at the sight of your bare boobs.

He's grabbing them as he pleases, and you don’t resist the urge to go and kiss him.

The make out gets hungrier by the second. You grind on him, creating delicious friction and he tugs at your nipples getting you to moan in his mouth, and every time without fail you feel his cock twitch in his pants.

After a particularly loud moan escapes Mingyu’s throat, he separates your mouths, and his hands move to your thighs. You’re both breathless, and when you dare to look at his face, you almost forget how to breathe.

His lips are red and swollen, mouth open, trying to regain a steady breath pattern. His hair is so messy that the hairstyle he previously had practically disappeared. And his eyes are filled with desire, even more so than they were at your door. He’s staring at you too, and you figure you look the same.

“Is this okay?” He asks between heavy breaths, and you nod vigorously. “You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to kiss you and touch you." Mingyu confesses in a smile, and you can’t help to chuckle a little.

“What? Don’t laugh! I’m serious.” Your laugh is contagious, so he laughs with you, but he’s expecting an answer, afraid you’re laughing at him and not with him.

“I’m sorry, sorry.” You take a deep breath before continuing, “You actually have no idea how much I’ve been waiting for this.” Your hand moves to his face, caressing his cheek, and he leans into your touch. You take your time exploring his face, going over the moles that you memorized long ago with your fingers. Now you want to memorize the feeling of his skin against yours.

You trace his jaw and neck, but his hands don’t leave your thighs, and it’s driving you crazy. “Touch me.” That makes his dark eyes go back to yours again. You don’t know it, but he’s going crazy inside trying to practice the little self-control he has left, “Touch me like you say you’ve been wanting to, please.” You half whisper half whine, and maybe he had no self-control after all.

As soon as the plea leaves you mouth, he turns you around, and now he’s towering over you, your head on the armrest of the couch and his body between your legs. Before you get to say anything, you feel his hand ghost over where you need him the most.

His hand grazes your covered core, and you sigh, pushing your body up. “Eager?” His voice is teasing you, but his hand obliges your needs. His fingers draw slow circles on your clit through your panties and you bring his face to yours to suppress the moan threatening to come out.

You can feel how wet you are already, and you know he can feel it too, because every few strokes, his fingers go down to tease you hole through your underwear and you hear the little grunt he lets out when he touches the wetness soaking your panties.

Starting to grow impatient at his slow motions, you push yourself against him. The movement makes his hand press harder against you, and you suppress a moan.

His mouth leaves yours suddenly and goes to our ear, “I want to hear you princess." He presses harder again, and another moan threatens to leave your throat, but you insist, “Then touch me properly.”

Wasting no time, you move your hand away from his hair to the neglected bulge in his pants. He hisses at you touch, but you don’t leave it there. Instead, you unbutton his jeans and sneak your hand inside his underwear. You grab his thick cock and stroke it a few times, “Like this.”

The moans that he’s blessing you with turn you on even more. You press up to his hand again until he finally moves your panties to the side and presses his fingers against your wet cunt.

He starts kissing and biting your neck while collecting your arousal with his fingers, “You're so wet.” He mumbles against your neck.

“Only for y-you" You barely finish your words because without a warning, he buries two fingers into your hole.

His thrusts are slow but deep, making sure you feel even his knuckles against you. “They’re sliding right in.” You’re not sure if he’s speaking to you or to himself, but you only find yourself capable of moaning in response.

Wet sounds fill your living room. The only other sounds are your moans and Mingyu’s occasional grunts. You feel yourself getting even wetter, if that’s even possible, and his fingers start thrusting harder and sharper, drilling into you like he's spelling his name inside you, erasing any trace of anyone before him.

His fingers fit inside you deliciously and you find it hard to keep up the pace of your hands on his cock. You quiver on top of him when he finds your sweet spot and starts abusing it.

The relentless rhythm keeps getting harder and harder, touching right where you need him with every thrust, and you feel the familiar tightness in your stomach, so close to snapping you can taste it. But it gets ripped out of you when he gets his hand out and away from your pulsing core.

Your mind is so foggy you almost miss his smirk as you recover from your not-orgasm. “You’re… so mean.” You’re breathless and barely get those words out.

He trails kisses from your left boob up to your mouth and gives you a peck that’s a second too long. "What’s the rush?” His hands caress your inner thighs, teasing you even more after your ruined orgasm.

“Why did you stop?” The question comes out more of a whine than anything else, but he doesn’t reply. Before you know it, he’s taking your panties off, leaving you completely naked just for him. He takes a few seconds to admire your bare pussy.

His fingers spread your lips and spread your arousal all around you, but not touching where you need him the most. You're about to complain when you feel his breath on your core.

With his hands separating your legs to give him space, he dives into you, eating you out like a starved man. He flattens his tongue on your lips, feeling every pulse your aching core has to offer. A groan escapes out of him and sends shivers down your spine.

When you look down, your eyes lock onto his as his tongue plays with your clit as he pleases, and all you have to offer him are your unfiltered moans. Your hands sneak to his hair, and you tug at it, eagering him on and triggering more groans out of him.

You can feel the familiar burning sensation coming close, and more arousal starts gushing out of you, soaking his chin. He seems to notice it too, because he slurps it all up like he hasn’t had a drink in ages.

With his tongue preoccupied with your hole, his nose strokes your clit perfectly. You're too lost in pleasure, squirming nonstop under him. Your hands push his head further against your cunt and he speeds up his movements.

You don’t remove your eyes from his as your orgasm hits you hard and fast. You're shaking under Mingyu and can feel his mouth still working on you, drinking all the juices that come out of you. Soon enough, you feel the overstimulation and push his head away from you.

The sight of him leaves you in awe. His hair is even messier now, and the lower part of his face is drenched in your juices. He swipes the back of his hands to clean himself as much as possible, and he licks the remaining juices from his hand.

A new rush of arousal hits you at the sight, and you can only bring him close to you and kiss him. You taste yourself on his tongue. A mix of saliva and arousal makes the kiss messier each second it passes.

“Take off your pants. I want to feel you,” you manage to get out with his lips on top of yours, and he obliges. You don’t separate as he wiggles them out and kicks them off. You hear the faint sound of them hitting the ground. He starts grinding against your bare core, and you realize he also took off his boxers. You moan in his mouth as his grinds against your bare cunt, mixing both of your juices.

You separate your lips from his to speak, but he takes it as an opportunity to start leaving marks against your neck. “We should probably,” you don’t finish your sentence, sighing at the feeling of his teeth biting lightly on your sensitive spot.

“What was that baby?” He teases as his hands sneak up to your boobs and caress them softly. The softness of his touches and the way both of your sexes are grinding against each other contrast so much it’s making it hard to even think.

“W-we should go to the bedroom.”

“Mhm,” It’s all he replies, probably more of a muffled moan due to the grinding pace he’s settled. The tip of his cock perfectly grazes your clit and you almost forget what you wanted to say.

“I’m not fucking on the couch Mingyu,” it comes out breather than you want to, not with the serious tone you were looking for, but it seems to work because his head shoots right up at your words.

“Then let’s go to bed princess,” you see a glimpse of his smirk right before he picks you up. Mingyu knows your place like the back of his hand. He could easily walk around blindfolded, so it’s not hard for him to carry you easily to your bedroom.

He gently drops you on the bed, and, in a flash, he turns on the light and returns back on top of you. Your legs wrap around his waist

The feeling of his lips against yours it’s as addicting as any drug. They move against each other easily, almost like that’s how it was always supposed to be. Your hands are all over each other’s bodies, roaming freely now that you have more space. His skin burns against yours, his touches leave traces you’ll never be able to forget.

Your hand sneaks down to wrap around his hard and leaking cock. You start plumping at a torturing slow pace, feeling every vein against your hand.

A shiver runs through him when your fingers pay special attention to the tip, drawing circles around it. He moans in your ear in response, and you feel his dick twitch against your palm right before a rush of more pre cum leaks out.

The juices make it easy for you to plump it a little faster, drawing little sighs out of him. His cock feels so thick against your hand, it makes you clench around nothing at the thought of having him inside.

“I need you inside,” His cock twitches again at your half-moaned words, exposing the effect your words have on him.

“Are you sure?”

“Please Mingyu,” you place his tip at your entrance at his hesitation. He moans at the feeling of your wet hole covering his leaking tip.

“You’re making me crazy.” He says as you wrap your legs tightly around his waist, and he pushes it inside just a little, but enough to have you both moaning.

“It’s what I do best,” you manage to get out right before he slowly thrusts inside, letting you feel just how much it deliciously stretches you.

The initial burning sensation of the stretch quickly dissolves and turns into pleasure when he bottoms out. He’s so deep inside that you can feel him in your throat, reaching places you’re not sure anyone has even came close to.

He twitches inside you when you clench around him, signaling him you’re ready, but he doesn’t move. His head sneaks down to your neck, and you can feel his heavy breathing.

You grab his face to make him look at you. “What are you doing?”

“I’m not doing anything!" He replies feigning innocence.

“That’s exactly what I’m complaining about."

“Just wait.” He places his hands on your waist to keep you from moving.

He notices your questioning look and rushes to say, “I'll cum too fast and I really don’t want this to be over too soon.” He finishes with an embarrassed tone, looking down to avoid your gaze.

“Who said it has to be over?” You try to sound playful, but he still isn’t looking up. “Mingyu look at me.” His head shoots straight up at your serious tone.

“You know I don’t fuck around and even less with my friends. I don’t want this to be a onetime thing.” He’s looking at you with those puppy eyes that always make you weak.

Mingyu’s fingers draw circles on your sides. The touch feels so intimate, yet so right, because it’s him. “I don’t want it to be a one-time thing either,” He says carefully.

A reminder that he’s still inside you hits when you unconsciously clench around him and you both hiss at the stimulation.

“Then don’t worry.” Your hands caress the side of his face, and he leans into the touch. “We can talk later when you don’t have your dick fully inside of me.”

He chuckles at your words, and the vibrations reach all the way down to your connected cores. You give him a little peck and say, “Now please move because I’m going crazy."

A chuckle leaves his mouth again at your eagerness, but does what you asked nonetheless.

The first drag of his cock has you both moaning on each other’s mouths.

Your walls hug him just right and Mingyu thinks this might just be what heaven feels like. He might get addicted to the feeling of you wrapped around him, a moaning mess under him, because of him.

The pace of his thrusts become hard and fast when he finds your g-spot. His gands grip your hips tightly, and your nails claw on his back, digging into his skin as he abuses the spot and he groans at the feeling.

It's almost embarrassing how quickly you begin to feel the familiar burning sensation on the pit of your stomach. His dick molding your insides to fit him have you in a delirious state, and you clench impossibly tighter around him.

“You’re so tight oh my god,” He sighs against your neck after leaving a trail of marks that for sure are going to be visible tomorrow, but you don’t care. Your walls clench around him tightly, so tight he almost slips out.

“I’m so close,” the words leave your mouth in the form of a moan, and Mingyu responds by lowering one of his hands and directly stimulating your clit. “Cum with me Gyu please."

Your words snap something inside of him. His quick fingers match his relentless rhythm, and you’re shivering under him, your orgasm so close you can taste it, rushing towards you at the speed of light. His pounds become sloppy, and you know he's close too.

Your chests flush together, making his thrusts impossibly deeper. You’re seeing stars and babbling words out that you can’t decipher, but that seems to eager him on more.

Your bed is squeaking and hitting the wall behind, but it’s just background noise for you. The only thing on your mind is Mingyu inside of you and your orgasm so close so snapping you’re almost screaming every time his cock hits that spot inside you.

When Mingyu gets up from his hiding place on your neck, grabs your legs, and puts them on his shoulders you’re done for.

No less than a few thrusts in the new position, and you’re seeing white. The orgasm makes you shake uncontrollably under him, clenching and moaning with no restriction whatsoever.

Mingyu’s still pounding on you, chasing his own orgasm while maintaining yours on its peak for a record time. “I want you inside,” are the only words you register coming out of you.

You manage to stop shaking just when you feel him twitch, releasing inside of you with a drawn out moan, filling you up with his seed.

He collapses on top of you. You can feel his dick somehow still twitching inside of you. One of his hands finds yours and interlocks your fingers.

You stay like that for a while, his face nuzzled on your neck, your other hand drawing circles on his back, and your heartbeats aligned.

“Now don’t fall asleep on me,” you say when you feel his breathing slowing down and he laughs lightly.

“You’re too comfortable,” he nuzzles his face on your neck and gives you a peck. It’s his new favorite place in the whole world. “I want to stay like this forever.”

“That’s really sweet Gyu,” You look down at where you know his head is, and find him already staring at you, “But you’re crushing me.”

“Oh my god I’m sorry,” He rushes to apologize and motions to get up.

“It’s oka-ay oh my god!" He slips out of you in the middle of your sentence, and you can’t help to moan out. The drag of his cock on your overstimulated hole makes your mind foggy.

But nothing prepared you to feel his digits drag across your lower lips again. He’s almost in a trance, gathering both of your juices and spreading them all around your pussy, like it’s some kind of painting he’s working on.

The light stimulation turns you on again and he doesn’t resist the urge to dive into you pussy again, drinking the mix of juices and cleaning up the mess he just made. His tongue travels across every crevice in search for more of your juices.

When he notices more of his seed seeping out of you, he gathers it with two of his fingers and stuff it inside you again.

The sudden intrusion makes you whine in response. Your hands shoot down to his hair and tug at it. He moans at the feeling, reminding you his mouth is still on your lower lips.

Your insides are still sensitive from your delirious orgasm not long ago, and you feel every stroke raw and deep. His fingers push his seed further inside of you, curling up and finding your g-spot again in record time.

“Oh my god Mingyu!” His fingers abuse your spot while his tongue flattens on your clit.

“Mhm you like that? You like how I’m stuffing you full of my cum?” You can only moan in response as his tongue is back at you.

You grind yourself against his tongue, and he speeds up his fingers, thrusting hard and sharp exactly where you need it. The stimulation on your insides combined with his tongue is too much on you.

“I’m-m gonna c-cum!” You barely scream those words out right before you feel your release. You’re squirming and shaking under him, and his free hand has to hold you down. But his movements don’t stop. His fingers keep hitting inside you, drawing out your orgasm once more.

He slows down as you stop shaking and drags his fingers out of you when you stop clenching around them. His mouth is cleaning all your juices again. You have to push his face away before the overstimulation gets too much.

“Holy shit Mingyu,” you’re breathless, recovering from probably one of the best orgasms of your life.

“Are you okay?” Mingyu says as he lays down by your side, hugging you as you lay your head on his chest. His hands caress your back softly, and you listen to his heartbeat under your ear.

“That was amazing.” You try to escape his arms to go to the bathroom to clean up, but he doesn’t let you.

His arms squeeze you in, “You’re not going anywhere.” You can’t help to chuckle at his reaction. “I’m just going to the bathroom babe, I’ll be right back.”

He reluctantly looses up his arms, but as you stand up, his hand grabs yours. When you look back, you find his endearing puppy eyes watching you, “What?” You ask with a smile on your face.

“Come back?” He simply says, and your smile widens. He’s so cute when he gets so sulky. You crouch down to give him a peck. He tries to deepen it, but you don’t let him, “I’ll be right back, I promise. Count to twenty and I’ll be back here again.”

He let’s go of your hands and starts counting out loud. You laugh as you walk fast to the bathroom. You clean up as best as you can and put clean underwear.

When you’re back, you notice he also put his boxers back on and tidied up the bed a little.

You jump to bed beside him, giving him a kiss after kiss on the lips. You separate just enough to stare at his face. His eyes have a sparkle in them you’ve never seen before, “Is this real?"

You’re both on your sides. Your hands are caressing the sides of his face while his are on your waist. You’re both staring and smiling at each other like idiots when he raises his voice.

“Can I tell you something? But promise not to laugh.” He asks with those puppy eyes, and you wouldn’t be able to tell him no even if you wanted to. “I’m listening.”

“Remember what I said earlier, about wanting to do this for a long time? I” He pauses to think, and you just nod and stare at him, afraid of what he has to say next. “I really meant it, but like, not just having sex. I always imagined doing this on other circumstances, so forgive me if this sounds too rushed, but I really, really like you. I think I’ve had a crush on you since the first time we met, and every year that passed, my feeling never died down. It’s okay if you just want to stay friends after this, but I had to tell you I liked you. I can’t hold back any longer.”

You’re left speechless. Your brain tries to process everything that just came out of the mouth of the man of your dreams. “Are you serious?” Are the only words that manage so escape before you can even think about them.

Mingyu’s taken aback by your answer, but you're quick to continue, “Is this a dream? I must be dreaming.” Your smile widens as you fully understand everything that just happened.

“Mingyu why didn’t you tell me sooner!” Your hand slaps him lightly on his chest, and he gives you a confused smile. “I really really like you too!”

You’ve never seen him wearing a smile so big in your life, and you never want to go back to that dark and obscure world.

His grip tightens on your waist as he brings your bodies together, linking your lips in a soft kiss, letting you feel everything he couldn’t say out loud.

The kiss is sweet and slow, with no trace of hunger or lust. You take time to savor each other, now that you have all the time in the world together.

“We’re really stupid,” Mingyu jokes when you’re forced to separate in search for some air.

“I know right? We could’ve been doing this for a long time, but we’re chickens.”

“Hey! I confessed first! If I didn’t chase after you at the party, this wouldn’t have happened.”

“Okaay you’re right,” You roll your eyes jokingly and cover your bodies with the bed sheets. You give him a little peck and turn around in his arms, and your back now flushed against his chest. “Let’s go to sleep.”

The morning sun and the personal heater behind you wake you up. You feel a hand caressing your tummy softly and turn around.

“How long have you been awake?”

You never want to go back to a time when you don’t wake up in Mingyu’s arms. Him wrapped around you, seeing his bare face just woken up. You think this is how life is supposed to be.

“Just a little while.” He smiles softly, still a little drowsy.

“You should’ve woken me up!”

“I didn’t want to bother you, besides I was just savoring the moment."

You hug him back, wrapping your arms around his back and nuzzling your head on his chest. The silence is peaceful as you both drink up each other’s presence.

His soft touches almost drift you back to sleep, but a little reminder pops up in your head.

“What time is it?” You hurriedly ask, reluctantly separating your bodies.

“I don’t know it’s probably like noon.”

“Oh my god Gyu today is the reunion! I almost forgot about it! We have to get ready.”

“It’s okay we have all afternoon.” He brings your bodies closer again, not letting you out of his grip.

“You don’t understand, I need all afternoon to get ready.”

“You could walk out there wearing a trash bag, and you’ll still be the prettiest, sexiest one there.” Blush creeps in on your cheeks at the compliment, and Mingyu can’t help the need to kiss you at the sight.

“Thank you, really,” you say in between kisses, “but I’ve been stressing about this for weeks and getting everything for the outfit so… you need to get going.”

“Are you kicking me out?” He moves his head to your neck, kissing your sensitive spot.

“You’re distracting,” you sigh out, giving into his touch and flushing your bodies closer. “We really need to get u-“.

His mouth is back on yours, interrupting you and kissing you with lust and neediness. Your actions don’t align with your words, as your hands sneak up to his hair and deepen the kiss.

You feel his growing bulge against your thigh and sigh against his mouth, giving him an opening for his tongue to dance around yours lazily.

It’s when he grinds against you that your mind remembers your original plan, and somehow you break the kiss.

“Let’s go,” you manage to get up before he catches you in his arms again. He’s lost, hair a mess from sleeping and from your hands, and you can see the outline of his growing bulge.

“You’re soo mean,” You put an oversized t-shirt on and drag him out of bed and onto the living room, where all your clothes are scattered on the floor.

“Do you want some coffee?” You ask him from your kitchen while he picks up his clothes and dresses up.

He doesn’t reply, so you think he didn’t hear you and start preparing two coffees just in case. That’s when you feel two arms hugging you from behind. Your back is pressed against his chest, and he’s kissing your neck.

“I think I’ll get going.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to upset you.” You turn around to face him, scared you ruined the day.

“No you didn’t! It’s okay, I understand, and besides, now I have all the time in the world to make you mine.” He kisses you softly for a few seconds before breaking it off, leaving you dizzy. “See you tonight."

He goes directly to your entrance, leaving you shocked on the kitchen, opens the door and waves you goodbye.

Not even one minute later, you hear your phone ding. You grab it thinking it’s Mingyu, but it’s not.

Kwanie: tell me I did not just see

Kwanie: Kim fucking Mingyu walking out of your apartment

Kwanie: all messed up and with the same clothes as yesterday

Kwanie: you have some explaining to do I’ll be waiting but not patiently

note: tysm for reading♥︎

I've been writing this for over a month, I got stuck so many times trying to figure out the best way to end it, ik it's kind of abrupt I apologize :(

#mingyu smut #seventeen smut #mingyu au #svt smut #seventeen au #svt au #svt hard hours #mingyu hard hours #kim mingyu smut #seventeen hard hours

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ivymonkshood · 1 year

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A literal mess

— Miguel loses himself when he reaches his limits, you're just happy to be part of it to see it all go down

Tw: Sex with no plot, husband and wife relationship, she/her pronouns for reader, Miguel is whiny and talkative, grab your translators 'cause i speak spanish.

— Ah.. No puedo más, no puedo más~

The words slip out of his mouth before his brain even registers them, the only thing that seemed meditated was the rough tugging at your hips to keep you pressed against his crotch and the sloppy bucking of his hips.

His forearms and forehead pressed against the bed's headboard , aware enough of the sharp talons scratching the wood to contain himself from doing something stupid.

As careful and self aware he could be right now it was only a matter of time for his brain to turn into putty and forget all about him not being just a regular human, fucking into you like some needy animal.

Tongue lolling out, red eyes rolled back, his sweaty frame hovering over you completely, sharp fangs that itched to bite and keep you still, he was a complete mess.

But the hottest thing about him going pussy drunk, lost in pleasure was that he couldn't shut up.

Going from quiet moans and manly groans to a soft voice, sweet and whiny gasps and all that he felt like saying in his blissful state of mind.

He spoke Spanish regularly, at work, in the comfort of your house doing domestic chores and/or nothing but it became worse (better) when in bed.

— What's wrong, Papi? Cumming already?

You kept feeding onto it.

"What else can he say?"

"How far can it go?"

"How much can i ruin him?"

"Is it possible for him to get louder?"

He moans at the pet name, a hot shock climbing up his spine. He was going to regret the day he taught you those words. His thighs shake under yours, he was no longer pushing his cock into you, opting to calm down a few seconds, it was too early for him to cum, he was too sensitive.

— N- no morena, just catching my breath. Eso es todo...

— You sure? We can tap out, if you'd li-

His talons grip your body, one hand on your waist and the other around your ankle, slamming you fully on his dick. If the air hadn't been knocked out of your lungs, the most loud and meant-to-be-in-a-pornographic-film scream would have left your throat.

— Aquí... Me quiero quedar aquí, like this between your legs.

His hips stutter before moving again and he loses it, once again.

Your ears are filled with the mushy sound of his dick rearranging your insides and the loud, whiny praises that he sings with his head hidden in the space between your shoulder and neck. Miguel pushes his body upwards, changing the position and now your knees are centimeters away from touching your forehead.

—Ay, espérate Miguel-!

You whine and tap his thigh rapidly in protest but he's so lost your voice sounds distant. You give up, holding your thighs open and letting your knees rest next to your head.

His eyes are closed shut, the insatiable slamming of his hips against your ass was the only thing keeping him dozing out. He pants your name, exhausted but not giving in until you're ruining the bed sheets with your love juice.

— You're a mess, Migi~

You say but you're both panting, moaning and sweaty all over each other. He chuckles.

— Si? Qué más? Te gusta que me esté desmoronando así encima de ti? Eres una maldita pervertida, dime si me equivoco~

Your eyes roll to the back of your head and your pussy squeezes around his dick greedily and you hear him lose his breath.

— Pervertida? Yo? Look at you, Migi!

His thrusts become sloppier, fat cock twitching inside you and you squeeze his forearm that rests on the bed next to you.

— I'm not denying it, imposible que lo haga cuando se siente tan rico y mi esposa se ve... Tan bonita~

His left eye twitches and his nose scrunches when his balls start emptying in you, a loud round of Si, si, si and me vengo, Morena! leaving his lips.

He talks you through it, watching your face contour in pleasure and he feels like cumming for a second time when your gummy walls squeeze him so harshly and your pussy gushes all over him.

He pulls his dick out when it stops throbbing painfully and he goes back to his senses but all he has the energy for is to lay next to you and pull your body closer.

— I didn't hurt you, did I?

His eyebrows twitching when he asks, still not in full control of his body. You whine.

— Aww, is it over? No more spanish?

He laughs, pinching your hip lovingly and giving you a quick peck as he falls asleep.

— Vete a dormir, Mami.

#Mami is an underrated pet name #People saying 'rico' while fcking is my weakness #spiderman atsv #miguel ohara x reader #atsv miguel #miguel o’hara smut #miguel o'hara #across the spiderverse #Sub!Miguel #dom!miguel #spiderman

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pimosworld · 11 months

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Show me your teeth

Miguel O’Hara x f!reader

Summary-You want Miguel to bite you during sex.(that’s it that’s all.)

CW-18+MDNI,NSFW,angst,comfort,fluff,kissing,establishedrelationship,consent,biting,smut,unprotected piv,piv cream pie,softdom Miguel.

A/N- I haven’t heard show me your teeth by Lady Gaga in years and then it came on the radio twice after I saw the movie so that inspired this shameless smut. Thank you @melodygatesauthor for answering my question about his fangs paralyzing (she’s like,just don’t have them paralyze 😂).

WK-1.2k

Not beta read

“I don’t want to hurt you.” He’s pacing around the room fidgeting with his hands and you almost feel bad for even asking. He definitely was not shy in the bedroom but you may have crossed a line.

“Please baby.” You 're not above begging and you know it’s his weakness.

“Just this once.” The finality in his tone isn’t questioned-usually.

“Mhmm.”

“What do you mean Mhmm, I said I’ll do it just this once.” He’s completely stopped pacing and is now glaring at you with his arms crossed. The expanse of his broad shoulders and bulging biceps has you momentarily distracted. You would think he would’ve caught on by now that you get turned on when he’s mad.

“Well…what if I like it or you like it and we want to do it again? I don’t want to say just this once,just in case.” You’re suddenly noticing patterns in your carpet you've never seen before because you refuse to lift your eyes and meet his intensity.

He lets out a deep sigh and runs his hand through his hair. "Fine, but we need to establish some boundaries and make sure we're both comfortable with it." You nod in agreement, relieved that he's willing to compromise. "I just don't want to hurt you," he repeats, his voice softer this time.

“You have to tell me to stop if it’s too much…because I won’t be able to.” You nod your head in agreement.

You stand up and walk over to him, placing a hand on his chest. "I trust you," you say, looking up at him with a small smile. "And I know you would never intentionally hurt me." He leans down and kisses you gently, his hands resting on your hips.

He stands back and takes off his clothes slowly, the muscles in his chest and arms flexing with each movement. He grins as he notices you staring at him.

“Like what you see hermosa?” He asks teasingly

You can’t help but smile back feeling a rush of excitement coursing through your body.

“desnudate y siéntate en mi regazo.”(undress and sit on my lap.

You hesitate for a moment, unsure if you're ready for this level of intensity, but the look in his eyes tells you that he won't take no for an answer.

You slowly begin to undress, feeling his gaze on you the entire time. Once you're completely naked, you walk over to him and straddle his lap, feeling his hard cock pressing against your ass. He wraps his arms around you, pulling you close, and you can feel his hot breath on your neck.

"Good girl," he whispers, his hands roaming over your body. "You look so fucking sexy like this."

You moan softly, feeling your arousal growing with each passing moment. He begins to kiss and nibble on your neck, his hands squeezing your breasts and pinching your nipples. You gasp and arch your back, pressing your ass harder against his cock.

"Please," you beg, needing more. "I need you."

He leans in and bites your neck, sending shivers down your spine. You moan in pleasure, feeling the heat between your legs grow. He pulls back and looks at you, his eyes dark with desire.

"Are you sure about this?" he asks, his voice low and husky.

You nod, unable to form words as the desire consumes you. He leans in again, biting down harder this time. You cry out, feeling a mix of pain and pleasure. He continues to bite and suck on your neck, leaving marks that you know will last for days. He licks and soothes it with his tongue and your arousal is slowly dripping onto the couch below.

He moves to the other side of your neck and sinks in, the low whimpers of his name and the tears streaming down your face spur him on-he will definitely want to do this again.

You can feel his cock twitch against your back steadily leaking precum, his resolve quickly fading as he’s consumed by the feel of your plush skin on his fangs.

“Miguel please.” Your voice barely above a whisper.

He chuckles darkly, his fingers trailing down your stomach and slipping between your legs. "You're so wet," he murmurs, rubbing your clit in slow circles.

“Do you want me to fuck you?"

"Yes," you moan, grinding against his hand.

"Please, fuck me."

He stands up, still holding you tightly, and carries you over to the bed. His strength shouldn’t shock you but it does every time. You know he could destroy you if he wanted too but he always takes his time.

He lays you down and climbs on top of you, gripping the base of his thick cock with his hand as he slowly drags it through your slit.

"Are you ready?" he asks, looking into your eyes.

"Yes," you whisper, and he slowly begins to push inside you. The feeling of him filling you up is almost too much to bear, and you moan loudly,wrapping your legs around his waist.

“Paciencia amor se que puedes tomar lo que te doy.”( patience love,I know you can take what I give you.)

He whispers in your ear as he begins to thrust in and out of you. He’s stretching and filling you completely as your back arches off the bed. He’s holding you like a life line as he grunts and moans above you.

“Fuck you look so pretty falling apart in my cock.”

He picks up the pace hitting something harder and deeper inside. His senses are heightened and he knows you’re getting close. Being the tease that he is he slows down-you know he wants you to beg for it.

“Please don’t stop Miguel…I'm so close.”

“What do you say when you want to come preciosa?” He growls into your ear as he grips your hips tighter, fighting off his release.

“Please papí…” He didn’t let you finish as he sank his teeth into your breast, your climax shooting up your spine as your body shakes beneath him. You can still feel him grinding his thick cock through your swollen cunt as he chases his release. Your body is overwrought but his stamina would have him going for hours.

He comes with a shout as he spills himself inside you groaning into your neck. He shushes your soft whimpers with his mouth as he places pepper light kisses on you.

“You did so good for me…always so good to me.”

He knows you can’t bear the full weight of him as he tries not to collapse into you. You pull him closer loving the grounding feel of his body against yours as you both come down trying to catch your breath.

As you drift off to sleep you know you’ll have fun explaining those marks tomorrow.

Comments and reblogs are much appreciated

#miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara smut #miguel o’hara x reader #spider man: across the spider verse #spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman 2099 #oscar isaac #miguel o’hara x you #into the spider verse #miguel o’hara x fem!reader

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siopaofrog · 4 months

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Sex is a Losing Bet || Astarion x Fem!Reader

warnings: 18+, smut, biting, bottom sub to bottom dom

“You like me like this, darling?”

The lilt in his voice and the glaze in his eyes caught you off guard. He looked frustrated and desperate beneath you. Drunk on unquenchable lust.

You leaned over him, tugging his bottom lip with your teeth. He smiled lazily, barely revealing a fang.

“I do,” you said, pressing kisses on his cheek. “You know what else I like?”

You slid your clit over his abdomen, slick after royally pounding the pale elf.

Astarion sucked in a breath of air. “Wh-what?”

You smacked his thigh, and he gnashed his teeth together, almost whimpering. “I mean—yes, my queen?”

He could barely form the words. You knew part of him hated it under there, under your body, under your rule. But somehow, in those garnet eyes, brimmed with lust, you saw a bigger part of him that liked it quite a lot.

Gods—that felt really, really fucking good.

Often, you and Astarion spent late nights sneaking into the woods, giggling as you ravaged each other under the stars. Stripping, bathing your bare skin in the moonlight. A nightly ritual you both sought after, day in, day out, and fervently at that.

Only this time, you didn’t expect him to slither beneath you—but he made a bet, and he lost. Terribly. He’d made a hasty promise to let you “have at him” after losing a fight to a demonic squirrel. How he lost is beyond you. But you also lured yourself into the delusion that he did it on purpose.

Either way, you made sure he kept his word.

“I like your fangs,“ you whispered in his ear. “So bite me.”

Something about those two little words sent him into a tizzy of laughter. Pure, high-pitched, glorious laughter. You loved his laugh dearly, but you wouldn’t flatter him now. Not when you finally had him in the palm of your hand. At least, for the moment.

“You are quite adorable,” he said at last, sneering. “But I’m going to have to say no.”

You tilted your head. “No?”

Astarion propped himself up with his forearms, lips nearly brushing yours. “Mm-hm.”

His silver hair stuck to his forehead, sleek with sweat, while his bare chest heaved up and down beneath you. You both were a mess, wet and exhausted, but you found yourself imagining him inside you again. You felt him press into you eagerly.

“Tell me, darling, what will you do?”

“Well…”

Your fingers traced his neck, his pecs, abs, until you felt his cock in your hands.

He grunted softly, beautiful eyes fluttering as you touched him. You pushed his head back down on the grass.

“How about this. You tell me, Astarion.” Your lips grazed the scar on his neck. “After two centuries… don’t you finally want someone to bite you?”

The vampire blinked heavily, then managed to hold your gaze. He smiled crookedly. “Mm. Now you’ve enchanted me.”

“Good,” you murmured, and kissed him. His chin, his jaw, until you found yourself gently nipping at his neck.

And he let you. He sang so sweetly for you, in fact—one hand gripping the nape of your neck, the other clasping your ass, pressing you closer.

“Now, now,” he panted, “while this has been a delicious experience, you should really let me take over—“

You squeezed your thighs, wedging him between you, pressing into his crotch. You stopped, denying him entrance.

He inhaled sharply. “Ah… Did I—eh-hem—maybe I misspoke.”

“Maybe?”

“I-I did. I did. I—”

You rolled into him, but only once. He gripped your hips, trying to implore you. You knew he was getting desperate. You smacked his thigh again.

“Uh-uh-uh,” you tutted. “Now I need a bite. And I need you to play nice.”

He looked at you. Looked galaxies away. Somewhere in your eyes he lost himself, and he bit hard on his own lip.

“I—”

You leaned in, grinded your hips into his, but still didn’t give him enough.

“Yes?” you purred.

“Please… Please,” he said at last, slowly and deliberately. He reached up and pressed his lips to your neck, suckling gently, moaning into your skin. Finally, he sank his teeth in and drew blood. He ran a hand through your hair. Massaging your scalp. This time, a soft moan escaped your own lips.

“Astarion.”

“Yes, my love,” he said, breathless, unable to hold back. He bucked his hips up into yours, grabbing your body with the kind of force you expected from the vampire—now, he wasn’t letting you tease him any longer.

The blood, you realized, did something to him.

He grinned widely and licked his teeth. Lapping you up, relishing your taste.

His eyes glittered. “My turn, sweetheart.”

Astarion ordered you to rock into him, to pull his hair—and, of course, you obliged.

“Yes,” he sang. “Be rough with me. That’s it. Just like that—fuck.”

You couldn’t deny how hot it was. Even beneath you he somehow took over, instructing you to pleasure him and send him into a thousand glorious worlds at once.

“You want me, darling? Hm? You want me to be your good little slut?”

You moved willingly now, moans escaping, completely extracted from the authoritative role you once took on. He lost the bet, you thought ridiculously. Not me.

But the words left your lips all on their own: “Yes, yes. I do. I… I want you to lose yourself in me.”

“Oh,” he purred, breath hitching between thrusts. “Trust… me… I will.”

At that moment, neither of you cared who was on top or bottom, who lost or won the bet—none of that mattered.

You just had to have each other.

But there was one thing he did honor: He didn’t move from his position. He commanded you from the lower decks, allowing you to keep the helm in sight—but it was a mere mirage of captaincy.

“I love you,” he murmured, as your bodies continued colliding, words that seeped through all the other lewd, ungodly sounds. His voice reached a guttural level. “Tell me you do, too. Tell me I’m not just divinely insane.”

Even amidst all the passion, all the pounding, you couldn’t help but feel flushed with surprise.

“You’re insane,” you said, huffing harshly. “You… don’t mean that.”

Something in him switched. He slowed his stride, until you both were stuck heaving and staring at each other. The tension had your head in a scramble. He then reached a hand up to your face, and stroked your cheek with his thumb, gently.

“I say many things I don’t mean, darling.”

Astarion slid his other arm behind you, leading you to rest on his chest. There, he wrapped you up in a tight embrace. “Bets or not, demon squirrel or not, this is one thing I do mean.” He kissed you, smiling.

“Ever so sincerely.”

#astarion #baldur's gate 3 #astarion x tav #astarion x reader #astarion x you #astarion smut #fanfiction #baldurs gate astarion #baldur’s gate fanfiction

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mmorw · 2 months

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I need to see more sub Diabolik Lovers 😭

So, hear me out:

imagine Carla Tsukinami riding his s/o's cock, and when he feels that his s/o is close to cum, Carla simply says "If you take it out and cum outside my cunt I will punish you! " which resulted in his s/o filling him with cum until he can't feel his legs

-🦇

this is so carla thanks 🦇 anon let me kiss your toes

cw: afab carla. unprotected. leash use. cowgirl position. tied wrists. uhh forced pregnancy ?? idk. sensible carla !!

the first thing you think about having sex with carla is really not a very nice feeling, i just know this man has some weirdly kinky fetishes who prioritize pain over.. well, everything.

he is a sadistic person, cruel and ruthless, never showing his weakness or soft side unless necessary. poor you who had to fall into the hands of a guy like that, ush.

he likes grinding, his hand roughly pulling from the loop connected to the leash around your neck, your hard cock is being foolishly stimulated by carla's folds, while that creepy smirk on his lips remains to shine brighter everytime.

“i really can't do this with my wrists being tied—”

“shut it if you don't want me to control your mind and trust me, it will be worse.”

your eyes are trapped looking down at your glans bathed in juices, a joint of your pre-cum with carla's thick slick; which only makes your dick to grind more easily. an soft whisper came out your lips when carla eyes at you and then bothers you moving more quick.

“carla— I don't think I'm getting blood to my wrists.” you gasped, almost saying it in a small whisper as carla moaned. “j-just untie them, how hard could that be?”

“are you still talking?” his hand pulled back roughly the loop of your leash, making your neck and head follow him. he seemed quite bothered, enough to make you look away. “i said shut it, pet. god, every good thing always has something bad glued to it.”

was he referring to your dick wasn't he.

your thoughts were interrupted as soon as you felt the tip of your member forcefully press against carla's entrance, his smirk becoming once again bigger than before.

“carla,” you gasped once you felt him tightening around, low and painful movement trying to sink your cock into his cunt; which carla only enjoyed more.

“listen here, you needy fuck.” he groaned a moment, hissing when he gently arched his back at the sensibility. “if you dare to take it out and cum on my stomach, i will punish you.”

carla was acting like a damn animal, even when the words left his lips as he didn't even took a second to immediately start riding you, pulling the loop of the leash to bring you consciousness again every time you felt your dick being embraced by the same arms of a super damn tight fleshlight— which made you start feeling quite dizzy.

the moans that left carla's lips were immediately heard throughout the room, the fucking bastard didn't even care if anyone close to the place could hear him, he was an exhibitionist !

“pet— you,” he groaned, his eyes closed as he jumped on it, his eyebrowns slightly frowned as he let soft moans subdued by the corner of his fangs, biting his lip harshly. “fuck! ”

your eyes widened a bit as the shaky and sharp sound of that moan, light beads of sweat falling from your forehead once you could see carla's blushing face, maybe it was because of the heat— dickrider at its finest.

you both closed your eyes at the same moment, engulfed by pleasure you once simply accepted that this time you wouldn't dominate (not like you ever did) that greedy cunt of his. as carla keeped moaning, shaky hand on his lips as the other one remembered the leash and pulled your neck roughly towards him.

“it's throbbing— it's throbbing, fuck-” he cried once he felt your hips move up to meet his as well, looking at carla's legs shaking as you bite your lip, throwing your head back in a gasp. “It feels so, so good.”

“carla, please.” you said with your lips hard bitten, an slight eye looking at him on top of you. “i'm going to,, to—”

“shut it!” carla yelled, pushing his buttons further as he leaned towards you, his legs felt heavy and shakily, but he didn't stopped jumping, riding, whatever the hell he was doing.

the minutes passed painfully, and you could swear that you were hearing him beg in whispers how bad he wanted you to come, to make himself feel powerful for being able to make you cum so bad, like the damn slut he was.

miraculously, carla's words were heard taking no more than two more rough pounds for your hips to tilt again and let your glans kiss forcefully carla's womb entrance, letting you roughly came inside the small cavity between his legs.

carla forced his body to stay still, while his expression gave it all away; those stupid eyebrowns of his tilting as one hand fell on your chest, pressing you in place as he let out an shaky whisper of pleasure.

carla might be pretty good at hiding his things, but you immediately knew you'd done a good job once his legs won't stopped shaking after that.

maybe they wouldn't for some minutes, huh.

#dom male reader #dom reader #sub diabolik lovers #sub carla tsukinami #„🦇 anon“#yummy #not gonna lie i kinda lost my superpower writing stuff

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3cremepie3 · 19 days

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PLSPLSPLSPLSPLS I NEED A JEALOUS LILIA VANROUGE BECAUSE HIS S/O WAS SEEN BEING HIT ON AND HE DRAGS HER INSIDE A ROOM AND FUCKS HER UNTIL HER BRAIN TURNS TO MUSH

"I think you have forgotten who you belong to. Let me remind you." He says as he thrusts into you at a rapidly fast rate, 1 orgasm blending into the other. He cums inside you, 1 time, 2 times, 5 times, 10 times... You lost count. His semen spills out as his dick touches your cervix, again and again and again.

"I'm not satisfied yet, so don't you dare faint on me."

AND THEN AFTER HE FINISHES, HE PLUGS YOU WITH HIS OWN DICK, LETTING HIS SEMEN STAY INSIDE YOU. NO ESCAPE. You feel so full...

He wraps his hands around you, touching your clit. And he got hard again. Another round, my dearest?

Again and again and again. You don't think you'll be able to walk for a week...

PLSPLSPLS WRITE EVERYTHING IN GREAT DETAIL AHHHH I LOVE BAT DAD SO MUCH I JUST NEED HIM TO FUCK ME SENSELESS, UNTIL ALL I CAN THINK OF IS HIM

Again?

Warnings - semi-public sex, unsafe sex, degradation, jealousy, mentions of breeding, overstimulation, jealousy. Lilia x female reader!

A/n - OOOOOOO thanks for all the details. I literally love Lila. And requesting solo fics is always the best bet! Sorry for the lateness I'm back from my tumble break!!

“Wow.” You looked up at him starstruck. His hands moved his long locks to the side away from your face where it recently pooled. He quickly brought his hand back to its rightful place. On your wrist that his large hand was holding down.

It would stop you from squirming as his knee dug into your heat. Your uniform skirt was raised fully up but you were still fully clothed. Lilia was practically busting out his buttons since his uniform was made for smaller him. You would have taken your free hand to assist him but you had places to be. “Lil’s we gotta go back out he’s expecting us.”

Lilia laughed his voice having the hearty deep mellow that never failed to send chills up your spine. “He’ll get the hint eventually to leave once he hears us.” We cant just leave a guest it’s rude Lilia. You turned your head to the side not meeting his eyes in a pout. “It’s rude that he comes over to my dorm and flirts with my woman.”

“Well since I’m clearly not enough for you I have to use my true form to show you that I’m the only one that can you feel this good.” But-,” you went to protest but he cut you off with his fangs biting into your neck. “Oww,” you groaned. “Sorry baby I just have to reclaim you now.”

“You know I thought people would respect our relationship now that we went public and all.” He spoke in between removing his uniform. His knee vanished from his previous spot on your pussy. You twitched on nothing missing the spot to grind on. “But it seems as though they want you even more. I just can’t win or so it seems,” he trailed.

“There is one way.” Lila’s crimson eyes met yours and your body from fear taking over you. Lilia was fully naked and for the first time you saw the “real him”. His body looked as though he was sculpted by gods but some battles from war remained littered all over his muscles. His figure alone was intimidating like he could easily destroy you. It held so much confidence while you shivered like a small puppy.

He finally released both of your wrist. Your hands dropped to your sides then down to unbutton your skirt. “There we go my love I knew you wanted it,” he chuckled. You were scared knowing that Lila now couldn’t hold back on you in this new form. All those war stories of him battling ferocious beast and fae were clearly not lies.

You could tell just by the grip he held on your waist as he thrusted into you for the first time. You barely had any preparation for his large member. For a while it stung as his body crashed into yours and your hands gripped his wide back pulling him in impossibly closer.

“So tight around me and I only just got in? Fuck your perfect. He huffed and his hair fell from behind his ears. Your hands went to grip the long strands keeping them away from his face that you now studied. Lilia looked pretty much the same only with a stronger jaw.

But you couldn’t keep your eyes off him. It was like he put you in a trance. One that caused you to want his dick even after you came all over his cock leaving a silky white glaze over his shaft. You juices combined together as he came soon after you.

You didn’t mind the sticky mess that he brought back to your pussy with each thrust. In fact you pushed him to go further. “Deeper please Lilia.” Your request didn’t fall on death ears although he didn’t respond. You could tell Lila was planning something. He quickly shifted your position so that you were both laying on your side.

One of your legs was lifted which allowed him to hit into you deeper. Your back hit his chest melting into the hold he had on your body. “Like this new angle? You quickly nodded your head to focused on taking him to answer.

“Look how deep I am.” His hand ghosted over the visible buldge that formed in your stomach. “Only I can get this deep for you huh?” Your eyes rolled in the back of you head as he brushed against your cervix pushing his previous load deep into you.

You felt so sticky as your sweaty bodies collided. One of his hands ghosted over your clit that was once previously neglected causing you to cum yet again. “You must want it again with the way you’re gripping down on me,” he gritted through his teeth.

His fangs dug into your neck again for leverage as he came deep inside of you. His load began to spill onto the sheets below you as he emptied himself into to you again and again forming a pattern that caused your neck to be full of bite marks.

“Your pussy Is just begging for a new position huh? It’s can’t even keep in all my cum.” You were flipped on your back once again and your legs were brought to the sides of your head in a mating press. Lila watched his cum spill out of your oozing hole. He couldn’t help but to lick it tasting the both of you on his tounge.

You almost came at the sight of his slobbering over your already ruined pussy. But you held it together until he attacked your clit. His tounge flicked at it until you saw the stars and squirted all over his face. You wanted to say sorry but Lila was very happy with his accomplishment.

You however had came so many times that your orgasms started to blend. It wasn’t until after he made you cum a second time from eating you out that your body shot up. You hands pulled his hair trying to push his head off you. “Lila!” You felt as though you couldn’t breathe you hyperventilated as he brought another countless orgasm to you.

He stopped eating you out and this time he slapped his thick cock on your swollen pussy. “Come on don’t pass out on me now. We’re just getting started!”

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vcill · 1 year

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❥⁠ When they cum

Lucifer:

Lucifer would definitely talk you through things in the bedroom, want to cum? Ask him first. Feels good? Of course it does since he's the one doing it.

When gets close, he starts to really tease you. Asking if you really deserve his cum or if you've been good enough for it.

You know how his eyes kinda glow or how the room seems to darken whenever he's mad? I feel like that would happen but not because he's mad or anything, but because he's about to release all he's got into you.

Would start growl and the fangs he has will start to bruise and break the skin on you neck.

When he does cum, he thrusts into you HARD. So much so where you're bending in half. (But in a good way lolz)

Degrades you while he does. Calling you a pathetic human who's only use is for his cum.

Will creampie you, if not, would cum on your face and force you to clean yourself up all while he sits back and watches while he slowly jerks himself off. If you miss a spot, he'll come on you again and force you to clean up a bigger mess.

In other words, luci is a very very nasty boy.

Mammon:

This is the avatar of greed. What would you expect?

Favorite position would have to be mating press when he cums, either that or he's fucking your face.

When he gets close, he rambles on about how he's gonna fill you up and make you feel so full, how no other demon could do it better then him.

Gets very possessive, will repeat "mine" over and over and will make you tell him that you belong to him too.

When he finishes, he's loud and mumbles your name over and over. Will get high off of the orgasm, tell me he won't.

But don't think you're done. Baby boy loves overstimulation and will continue once he's done.

Depending on how long you go, by the time he's done you will be covered with demon cum.

Licks all of it off happily and makes eye contact wit you while he does it.

I highly believe he and Lucifer often go on threesomes together, cause they r both nasty asf when they going at it. 🤧

Leviathan:

So you know how in hentai whenever the girls cum they go: AHHHHHHHHH

Like that but more Levi.

The three eldest just have something in common with each other. They don't shut up.

Would say he can't believe this is happening to him and that you let him defile you like this.

Feel free to disagree, but I believe his favorite position is doggy. You can be under his gaming desk and he'll thrust into you from below it. Or get a blowjob, your choice tbh.

When he gets close, he gets REALLY lewd he pretty much drunk off the sex. Boy would tell you also his dirtiest secrets and desires.

Cums a whole lot;would beg you to let him take a picture afterwards to save for later.

He loves thigh fucking!! Don't tell me anything different. Thick, small, he loves it all.

If he gets to come between them, he would lick it off which leads to him eating you out/give you a bj.

Satan:

Will go two ways with this one.

He can be really sweet and gentle and praise you every step of the way.

Or fuck you like you're not even a living being.

Really depends on his mood tbh.

If he's sweet Satan candy, he'll be soft and gentle, when gets ready to cum.

Would be like Lucifer and growl while letting out airy breaths.

Does a mix of praise and degradation.

Tells you you're nothing but a filthy cumdump but will say he'll gladly clean up all the messes inside/on you.

Prefers to cum on your stomach or in your mouth, he just really loves seeing it drip out and run everywhere.

I know a lot of fics write it differently, but I believe instead of fucking you roughly, he'll sit back and watch.

Would force you to touch and play with yourself, either with toys or just your hands.

Slowly jerks off while glaring at you, whoever he's mad at he just imagines them watching while he fucks you better then they can.

Cums on the floor and makes you crawl and lick it up.

Satan pet play cannon! 🤭

Asmodeus:

The Avatar of Lust.

Ok this finna be a REALLL nasty one so buckle up.

If you're giving him a bj, he'll cum on your face and rubs in claiming it's great moisturizer. (Knowing him, it probably will.)

Or if he's fucking, would pull out and cum on your back and trace patterns in it.

Asmo just really loves playing with cum.

If you ride him, he'll tease and play with you in every spit possible, when he gets close he gets Soo whiny and start dirty talking like crazy.

Chants your name over and over when he does, most likely brings you to your end too.

Loves recording videos of you guys fucking, whether or not he posts them is up to you.

In the videos it's you moaning loudly while you hear him in the background, telling everyone how lewd you really are and the things you do when the camera isn't on you.

Occasionally, Satan will join the both of you, (I believe those two r the closest with each other) both degrade you like crazy and covers you in their cum.

At dinner they often whisper new things to do to you, with you on the other side blushing like crazy while the others are oblivious.

Beezlebub:

100% has a breeding/size kink.

Favorite position is prob full nelson or the siren.

Either way he has a grasp on you SOMEHOW.

Would be in the mix of gentle and rough, might ram into you and take it slow and steady the next.

Praise king, do not tell me anything different.

Constantly tells you how good you feel/look like while cumming into you. Loves watching it drip out like a cream puff or jelly donut. Satisfies his hunger in the quickest way.

If not in you, then on your thighs. He loves them since they look like little breads rolls and are soft like them. The warm feeling and softness makes go crazy.

Pants like a dog in heat when he's close, def would like your neck or face a few times, doesn't matter if it has food on it or not.

When he cums, he lets out a growl/roar and pulls you close to him while he finishes.

May or may not have made you something with his cum in it and watches you it. Totally didn't.

But if you do find out and don't mind, throat fucking becomes wayyy more common cause he loves watching you eat his cum.

Belphegor:

Handjobs are probably his favorite.

(didn't hear this from me, but I can see him having a hand kink.

Watches you while you jerk of his cock and compliments how pretty your hands look while doing so.

Breathy and whiny moans come from him as he holds your other hand and demands you to go faster.

Believe it or not, this would be a super intimate moment.

He cums with a series of whispered curses and squeezes your hand. Licks your hand and makes you watch as he does so.

Favorite position is reversed cowgirl/ side spoon. Anything that doesn't require him to much work is perfect for him.

Cums on your ass mostly, doesn't really like to cum inside unless he's feeling really possessive or too lazy to pull out.

When you beg him to cum inside, his only words for you are needy/filthy. Tell you to clean up your own mess while he finishes.

#mammon smut #lucifer smut #obey smut #obey me headcanons #obey me x chubby reader #obey me x gn!reader #obey me x female reader #satan x reader #beelzebub x reader #shall we date asmodeus #belphie x reader #beelzebub smut #asmodeus smut #satan smut #belphie smut #leviathan smut #leviathan x mc #belphegor smut

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cyberchronics · 2 months

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.・。.・゜✭・.・✫..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

fell down a rabbit hole and now I'm obsessed with kitty sato n sugu 😵‍💫😵‍💫 fully self indulgent

★ dom sugu x sub sato x dom gn reader, threesome, little bit of dumbification, anal, face sitting, hint of aftercare ★

✩∘₊ ✩*✯☆⃟⃟⃟✯*✩₊∘✩

having a catboy in your life is special as is, but having two? you must've really gotten lucky.

at least, that's what people think when they see you around town with satoru and suguru. they're both hybrids, human and animal features binding together to make two impossibly pretty things that cling to your hips. so different in appearance, yet they fit with you as if you're the missing piece to their puzzle.

satoru is a pampered kitty, snow-white ears and tails overly fluffy and never dirty. his tail sways idly, rubbing the back of your calf tenderly. It compliments his cuddly personality and the way he always pounces on you before sinking his fangs into your shoulder playfully.

suguru, on the other hand, is more reserved. his sleek black ears twitch happily whenever you pet him gently, giving away his emotions despite the neutral look on his face as you toy with his fur. he's not as energetic as his playmate, yet after a long night together it's hard to figure out who's responsible for the red marks littering everybody's skin shamelessly.

∘₊ ✧───────────────────✧₊∘

Somehow, those two always manage to get here. They had once again pulled you into their bed after a long night out, Satoru squishing himself between two warm bodies with a smile. It's evident that he's trying to tease the both of you at once, hands squeezing your waist playfully and head buried in your chest as he rubs his ass against Suguru and waits for his patience to snap.

He knows how good it feels when Suguru gets worked up, having first-hand experience from when he would push him to his limits during ruts. The firm touch manhandling him into a comfortable position, adding yet another to the long list of nights where he would get his hips gripped so roughly and pounded into the mattress... the thought has him rolling his hips forward, pressing the growing bulge in his pants into your thigh.

It goes without saying that he gets in trouble with both of you. Not that he minds, of course. Suguru’s fingers bully him open as you grip his cock, brushing your thumb over the pretty pink tip as a means to punish him is just what he needs after a long day. Being the strongest is hard work, or so he always says before curling up with you in bed. What better way is there to destress than getting his brains fucked out?

Before long, Satoru gets just what he wanted. Suguru's thick dick slides in and out of him in a constant rhythm as he arches into the bed. The sweet noises he would usually be making are muffled by the weight of your body of his mouth, the mouth that seems to be the only functioning part of his body. It gives your hole gentle kitten licks, rough muscle sending shivers up your spine as it teases by circling before diving in for more.

The last thing on Satoru's fuzzy head is complaining. He's enjoying giving you two pleasures if his twitching cock and the pearly mess on his stomach are any tell. His only fluffy tail now stained with both his and Suguru's cum wraps around the man inside of him's waist, sharp nails digging into your thighs as he pulls you deeper onto his tongue. He could die happy like this, really.

Being degraded into a mere sex toy for his lovers to use while his needs are ignored is one of the most gratifying experiences he's ever had. Even when you two are nice enough to give him a break, he spends the entire time babbling about how much fun he's having and rubbing his head against whoever's closest. With the amount of stamina being around you gives him, he's prepared to go all night as a fucktoy.

Luckily for Satoru, he was blessed with very graceful partners. When he's truly at the edge of his consciousness you both seem to take notice, spending the rest of the night pampering him with affection. Cleaning him up with a warm cloth when he mumbles how tired he feels, showering him with tender kisses, and pulling him back into the same position as before you even started. Though his words are semi-incoherent he still whispers out a small "thank you", a ditzy smile on his face as he drifts off to sleep.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

a/n: this barely had anything to do with them being hybrids, but still scratched an itch in my brain <3 so sorry about my absence (again!!), march is always such a busy month :( but I promise, im ready to post again!!!

also made the executive decision to launch an acc just for fluff, @chroniccybers :) think it'll help me keep motivation if I seperate the type of fics I make lol

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crystalflygeo · 1 year

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The dragon and the sacrificial lamb ft. eroded!Morax + gn!reader

cw/tags: angst, no joke I cried writing this, bittersweet ending, rough sex, feral/eroded zhongli, restraints (courtesy of improper use of geo as usual ehe) fingering, dubcon at first maybe??

notes: Alright this is a special one get ready. There's two "version" of this story bc I couldn't decide which path I liked more. This one is the bittersweet ending. Both stories are exactly the same at the start, changing a few word here and there but then reach a point where they divert completely in reactions/emotions and the underlying feeling of the stories are very different. They can be read independently ofc so by all means feel free to choose which tags you vibe with more or enjoy picking up the differences between both!

Dark/Bad ending version here!!

Once upon a time…

A long, long time ago…

The people of Liyue revered their beloved Archon Rex Lapis. Just and kind, he led his nation for millennia, upholding order and contracts, defeating countless enemies,a nd defending their safe harbor.

It is said the Lord of Geo took a human as partner, and fell in love deep and pure.

And his partner loved him just as much.

Willing to do anything for his sake.

It is said the God understood that even he himself was not immune to erosion, and it would one day be his downfall. So, he made sure his people were ready to live on without him. That his adepti were strong enough to subdue him if the day ever came.

As for his lover… well…

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Your bare feet crunch along the soft grass as you run and run, panting, gasping for air, almost tripping and letting out a yelp but quickly regaining balance and scurrying faster, past the falling golden ginkgo leaves, past the soft sound of rushing waters.

The golden sunset is gorgeous, dying the sky pink and orange with pastel hues but you simply ignore it, having grown tired of it, sick even. It is fake, an illusion. Just as everything else in this adeptal abode.

Everything except, of course, you and the beast you are currently fleeing from.

It is useless to try to escape, this you know, and your heart clenches painfully as tears prickle at your eyes. You’ve done this before, played this game many many times. But at least for one moment… just one moment…

A roar turns your blood to ice and against all common sense you look over your shoulder to see a massive long dragon twisting in the air and diving straight towards you.

Your legs tremble and fail you as you fall down, the grass is soft but your body aches, tired, burning. You scramble around frantically to stare at the beast again and your eyes widen in panic as it lands right on top of you, majestic and terrifying, caging you with its serpentine body. The golden claws alone are as long as your forearms, digging on the ground at either side of you.

You whimper.

The dragon lowers his head, growling at you, fangs mere inches apart and you squeeze your eyes shut, tears running down your face.

“Why do you run away from me?”

“Please… I just want some time to myself.”

“Are you not happy with me? My mate?”

At the words you only sob harder.

Mate.

Oh, how much joy did that word bring you once. And now you can only feel your heart shatter.

You feel a shift in the wind, in the energy, in the light around you, and when you open your eyes, the massive dragon has faded to a more human appearance. He changes back to the form you’re most used to.

Long strands of dark hair tipped amber, striking golden eyes with stunning red lines that highlight their sharpness, a handsome face and a muscular body with arms died black, and lines of gold… lines that run along his cheek and down his neck. Cracks, like a broken glass, like scars, under his eyes and around his chest, ruining the pristine skin and unable to disappear despite his ability to change forms.

The undeniable marks of erosion.

You snap back to attention when he dips down and starts nosing at your neck, his hands pulling at the robe you’re wearing, the only article of clothing you picked up before scurrying away from the mansion. It parts open easily, revealing your naked body to his eyes, littered in past bruises, hickeys and bite marks. Claims from the dragon.

"W-wait. Stop-!" You try to push him back, desperately pressing your palms against his broad shoulders, but of course he's unmovable as stone.

You kick and trash until he gets irritated and suddenly your arms are immobilized, held above your head and pressed onto the very ground by heavy geo cuffs.

“Submit.” He growls.

You squirm a little more until your body sags into the ground, exhausted, panting. There is no use. Instead, you shudder as his hands explore your body, rough and callous but still gentle despite his displays of power.

He spreads your legs and slots between them as your breath catches. His thumb softly brushes at a spot on your navel lovingly, a glittering geo symbol engraved on your skin there, glowing subtly like his horns. You let out a moan.

Then his touch goes lower and teases at your entrance, circling the hole and dipping in just barely.

“Z-Zhongli-!”

Another growl comes out of his throat, deep and guttural. “You dare speak another man’s name in my presence? In my realm? When you belong to me?”

You gulp, knot in your throat, mind dizzy, heart and body aching.

And then you smile. Softly. Pained.

“Morax, my love… n-not so rough, please…” You whisper.

The eroded God leans down to kiss you, swallowing your moans when his fingers tease, rub and pull at your hole, spreading you a little, preparing you. His long serpentine tongue invades your mouth as his free hand teases a nipple before sliding to settle at your hip. Your body relaxes and melts down onto the grass, pliant for him.

When you break apart, you see pure love and adoration in his golden eyes, but they no longer carry that wisdom, that solemn and dignified depth. Only a primal desire to keep you, claim you, breed you.

It’s alright…

This was your choice.

Blinking back tears, you moan and struggle a little against the restraints on your wrists, two of Morax’s fingers already pressing deep and curling inside you. You see stars when he quickly finds that spot that shoots pleasure up your spine, having already memorized it. Your sex leaking fluids and spurring him on.

Then, Morax pulls out and you feel the tip of his cock press against you, you gasp, back arching as he slowly presses forward inside your warm heat with a pleased groan.

“S-so big… ah!” You whimper, bucking your hips on reflex.

“My mate. So pretty. I will fill you up.” He mumbles, eyes half-lidded as he rolls his hips, inch after inch sinking into you languidly until he sheathes to the hilt, your legs spread around him. Morax slides his large hands around your hips, lifting them to pull closer and deeper, the new angle making his cockhead press deep against your sweet spot. He wastes no time thrusting in and out, gradually picking up the pace.

It's almost tender.

Soft keening sounds escape your lips as you lock your legs around his lower back, your feet resting atop the base of his tail which whips around wildly as he starts fucking faster. You feel the world blur around you, all that exists is you two and the mounting pleasure, the wet sounds and the slapping of skin against skin.

“Morax… Morax… ah! I’m… I’m c-close…”

He grunts and redoubles his efforts, hands pressing bruising spots at your hips, your insides clenching around him. “Mine.” He growls possessively, and you nod and chant his name over and over. Everything feels hot, dizzy, so much- too much-

You come with a filthy cry tumbling out of your lips, slick juices rolling down your skin. He continues through your overstimulated state, chasing his own pleasure as his thrust become erratic until finally, he stills deep inside and moans long and low, painting your insides white.

The two of you ride out your orgasms in tandem, then he drapes over you, kissing your skin softly and making you sigh.

“My love, please, release me?” You try, struggling against the cuffs once again. “I want to touch you.”

“No.” He snarls. “You’ll only try to escape again.”

“I-I won’t… hng… I promise. I’m yours.” You reply breathless, full of emotion.

Morax eyes you with a stern expression, contemplating for a moment before letting out a soft huff. You feel the geo cuffs dissipate into golden dust, your aching limbs free, though sore, but you ignore it as your hand weakly cups his cheek, thumb rubbing at the golden scars there. Morax leans into the soft touch, nuzzling your palm.

“Love you.” The eroded dragon mutters, and you imagine it’s your lover telling you, despite his decaying fractured mind.

“I… I love you too.” You reply softly, bittersweet tears rolling down your face.

Forever and always.

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…It is said that his lover made the ultimate sacrifice.

Willingly locked with the eroded god in a sealed realm, to keep him ensnared, enchanted and bound to them.

Until they both turn to dust.

#zhongli smut #genshin smut #zhongli x reader #zhongli x you #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin impact smut #genshin imagines #genshin impact imagines #crys writes #gn reader #eroded zhongli #I guess that's gonna be a tag omg #man this was so much fun I broke my own heart :)))#I remember a friend always used to find ways to mix angst into everything including but specially smut #this is her influence lmao

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wholoveseggs · 2 months

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Could you do blood sharing smut with one of the Mikaelsons? or even a headcanons or one shots on how they would each react to you asking them about it?

~✦~ Biting the Mikaelsons ~✦~

Klaus, Kol, Marcel and Elijah ♡♡♡ and hating on finn at the end

18+ ---- {Masterlist} {Tag-List}

Just some headcanons on what I think bloodsharing would be like with the Mikaelson men.

♡♡ Thanks for the request anon, love doing headcanons like this ♡♡

1.8k words - Warnings: descriptions of sex, bloodsharing & dirty phrases.

Klaus

~Hybrids first!~

❥ Blood sharing is an incredibly intimate act so if you asked Klaus it would feel like a declaration of love to him.

❥ He's overjoyed that you trust him that much to take care of you and give you pleasure in your vulnerable state and will give you anything you need. He always bites you first so that when he pulls away you're already squirming and all worked up for him.

❥ A bit sadistic by nature, but with you he's as slow and deliberate as possible to savor the act and every moment of you in his arms, tasting your blood and giving you yours in return is just pure euphoria.

❥ He would bite you on your neck or maybe your shoulders just to make you shudder, hold you so close to his body that there wasn't a space in between you and while you drink he'll have you close your eyes so the sensations feel heightened.

❥ He likes you pressed tightly against him, close enough for him to taste and feel everything he's feeling through your bond, running his fangs slowly so that your bite lasts for a long time and when you drink his blood he's watching your face, savoring the feeling.

❥ He would have you sitting in his lap with no clothes, all pretty and flushed, he would get you all worked up before letting you have a taste. He wants you to associate the taste of his blood with sex and pleasure so that you'll crave it whenever you're together.

❥ But naturally, it's Klaus, he will get a little rough with you after, the passion and intensity increased because of the blood. He bites your neck hard while thrusting, making sure that you're connected in everyway possible. He still takes care of you but he also wants to savor this more than he already has.

❥ Definitely bites more than once. He will find excuses to do it, all over your body until you're an exhausted and droopy mess, letting out sweet little moans of satisfaction.

~He will say things like~

--- 'Oh darling,' pulling your hair away so he can see the bites on your skin, 'you were hungry for it weren't you?'

--- 'Even better than I thought, did I not have a claim on you enough?'

❥ He's not going to apologize for drawing out the fact that he's now basically making you drunk on pleasure. If anything, he'll tease you for getting so riled up from a simple bite.

--- 'Tsk tsk, and you wanted my blood? Beg for it now.'

--- 'Naughty girl, a little taste of me and you let me taste the parts of you only I get to see.'

--- 'My name tastes so good coming from those lips, doesn't it dear? Say it again.'

--- 'Better?' Nuzzling his face into your shoulder, 'Is that what you needed? Don't ever be afraid to ask me.'

❥ When you are both satisfied he will carry you to the shower, anywhere where you two can clean up, undisturbed. He's a complete softy when it comes to you in these moments, it's such a rare opportunity to see his vulnerable side.

❥ But, once you share this intimate act with him, he will consider you his. Marking you not just with the bite on your skin, but in his mind and in yours.

Kol

~High risk of death with this one!~

❥ Drunk. This man. Is. DRUNK on pleasure. Sex and blood sharing? Such a godlike combo, you've created a monster (but really Kol's a monster already. You've just unleashed the beast.)

❥ Wants it often, though doesn't pressure you at all about it. The thirst for it is always there, in the back of his mind and during your more intense sex it's all he can think of.

❥ When you asked him about it he rushed you to his bed without a second thought. Kisses and bites at all points, not even sure where he wanted to bite you the most and didn't care at the moment.

❥ He thinks this is the perfect way for you to realize how sexy you are, if the way he stares at you is anything to go by he already knows it. Wants to savor your taste, how beautiful you look, everything.

❥ He likes giving the first bite right at your thighs so it sends sparks everywhere, he goes absolutely feral between your legs. Easily makes you into a trembling mess underneath him while licking you clean and then biting you again at your thigh.

❥ It's very intimate for him, but in a wilder, more passionate way. He's slow in his movements, likes to have both hands on your thighs while tasting your blood, his mouth sucking at the skin, giving you the utmost pleasure as your life essence pours over his tongue.

❥ When you drink his blood he comes fast. You can do whatever you want with him in that moment and he won't complain. But, he always wants the last bite.

~He will say things like~

--- 'Have I made you a bloodthirsty little minx? As much as I encourage your requests, darling, it's a bit of a torture to have those lips on my neck and not on my cock,'

--- 'Fucking delicious, you are,' as he gently nibbles, 'taste even better than I thought...'

--- 'Well, if I get to see this side of you, I'll offer you my blood anytime, love.'

--- Laughing, nuzzling his face into you he'll smile, 'better than I imagined, sweetheart, and all because of my pretty little pet.'

❥ Afterwards, he likes to play with you, knowing you're vulnerable as he laps at your thighs, or even fingering you. He'll let you mark him up in return if he's in the mood for it (which he often is) and enjoys snuggling into you and kissing you, tasting you on his tongue for a while.

❥ When you're both calmed down he will want to hold you close. Run his fingers through your hair and watch you with an awed expression for a bit. He can't believe how lucky he is to have you, on top of being his girlfriend, willing to share such a personal part of you with him, he's not going to take it for granted, swearing to prove to you how much it means to him to have your trust.

Marcel ~Don't let Rebekah catch you!~

~Couldn't find any gifs of him drinking blood :( ~

❥ When you tell him he's eyes widened and you heard his breath hitch before he takes you into his arms and smothers your face with kisses while lifting you up, just excited to be able to be as close to you as possible.

❥ He's playful with you, laughs and bites down gently all over your skin, little pecks before another nip of his teeth, never sinking in to deeply or in the wrong way, he's experienced, so he never has to worry about how deep he's going. His favorite bite spot is your breasts but he will tease and place playful bites over the rest of your body as well.

❥ After a few bites he'll end it by making your orgasm together and he'll moan your name. He's not much for talk but he's super sweet to you after. Let's you do the biting or the drinking as much as you like before cuddling into him and when you finish, he smiles, running his hand through your hair.

~He will say things like~

--- 'You know, you'll never get rid of me now right?'

--- 'Relax baby, I got you'

--- 'Love that sweetness in your voice,' tugging you down, "You want more?'

--- 'That's right sweet girl, don't you know what you've gotten yourself into?'

❥ When he's done, he will lick your body and wounds, healing them with his blood if necessary and lay you down while covering your face and lips in kisses, letting your suck the remaining blood from his lips while slowly fucking you.

Elijah

~Saving the best for last~

❥ When you tell him that you want him to drink your blood during sex it shocks him but before you can even open your mouth and explain he just picks you up and carries you to the bedroom, kissing you gently and asking where you want him to bite you.

❥ Very delicate, pristine, he will have you under him, safe in his bed with him holding you against his chest, biting his own wrist first and then yours. For him, drinking is different, the intimacy increases as he stares into your eyes as he takes your blood for the first time. It's deeply romantic for him, he'll keep you close to his heart while doing so, telling you how good you are and how much he loves you.

❥ He's hesitant, he doesn't want to hurt you in any way so he asks a dozen times to make sure it's okay. He's so gentle when he drinks, he strokes your hair and then your face, watching to see what you're feeling and reacting to it, but then he starts to drink more and when he is tasting the very essence of you he groans against your neck, overwhelmed by the sight of you underneath him and by the taste of your blood on his tongue. He is sure you're too beautiful to actually be his.

❥ His favorite thing is to have you climax the same time he drinks, so he can taste your lust and your blood on his tongue and it has the added effect of you clinging on to him, shaking and squeezing around him, while feeding him, opening yourself up to him.

❥ When you bite him he has a little quirk. He will have a light chuckle that grows a bit as the pleasure courses through him, holding you tight against him as he feels your mouth on him. You're sweet, wonderful and a pleasurable little dove to him and the chuckle melts to a groan.

~He will say things like~

--- 'Are you sure, my love? This is a...intimate act, something I've craved from you, for us to feel connected as one,'

--- 'That's it,' pulling you closer to him, feeling your heartbeat, 'take what you need,'

--- 'I love you,' He takes your hand and kisses your palm tenderly, 'Are you sure this is what you want?'

--- 'Good girl, sweet girl, that's it, yes. Let me feel you give in to it.'

--- 'Can you feel my blood in your veins? How connected we are?'

❥ He will run his tongue all along your neck and the parts he's bitten making sure there's no mess and that you are okay. Has an affectionate way of sitting you up and stroking your back as he does so, kissing your shoulder in-between murmurs of praise, how good you were and how it's important for you to be comfortable during and after.

❥ He will clean you up and heal you afterwards and wrap his arms around your body while whispering adoring words into your ear, kisses trailing over your face and your neck. He will whisper 'Thank you' in the softest voice that causes you to wrap your arms around him, feeling safe and loved as you thank him back.

Finn

~Born a hater, die a hater~

When you ask him to bloodshare, he goes still. Blinking at you once then twice, but stays silent, denying your request.

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pickmans-muse · 8 months

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Submissive Headcanons Castlevania

TW: mention of triggers, pegging, dacryphilia, safewords, BDSM, shibari, overstimulation, size kink this is Hector’s fault I swear

Adrian/ Alucard

Adrian has always felt caught between two worlds, belonging in neither. He struggles with feeling like a mistake, a failure—especially when he’s alone. This man has depression, we know this. So, what he wants in subbing for you is affirmation and love.

Tell him how beautiful you find him—and try to do it about both halves of him. His golden eyes? Beautiful. His fangs? Beautiful. His sweet face? Beautiful. Make sure you praise and compliment him, as much as you can. He needs to hear that.

If we’re talking about pre-season-three Adrian, this will be easier. He’s still struggling with so much, but he hasn’t met Sumi and Taka yet, and he’s more open and trusting. If we’re talking about post-season-three Adrian? This will be very hard, not because his desires have changed, but because he doesn’t feel safe to express them—and he’s triggered by some things around sex after what happened with Sumi and Taka. He doesn’t want to be vulnerable again, so you’ll have to show him love and affirmation in daily ways to wear down his walls.

Either way, once he’s comfortable enough to have sex with you, Adrian will be a little awkward at first—in a sweet way. Before season three, he’s a virgin, so he’ll have no idea what to do; afterwards, he doesn’t really know that there’s more than one position for sex, and that you can check in with your partner. Be patient with him, okay? He’ll get there, and he’s so pleased when he finds what he likes. But he has a massive sex drive, so every spare minute he will come pleading to you with a boner he wants you to take care of.

Spoiler alert—he likes riding you. Doesn’t matter if you’re pegging him, or there’s a vibrator up there, or what. He wants to sit on your lap or waist and rock desperately against you. Let him—it’ll make him so happy that he’ll cry.

He cries a lot during sex. When he’s overstimulated (he’s sensitive, so that’s basically always), he cries. When he’s happy, he cries. When you’re worshiping his body and telling him how pretty he is? Yeah, you guessed it, he cries.

Check in with him before, during and afterwards. Set up a safeword, and explain how it works. He loves to know you care about him, that you want him to be comfortable and feeling safe. And lots of aftercare—baths, reading aloud in bed together. You get it. Take care of him, give him safety.

Adrian’s favorite thing about subbing for you is when you’re gentle and soft. He loves to feel you kissing him all over, to know that you’re not put off by his scar, to see the love in your face every time. He’s pretty vanilla; he just wants to be loved as he is, without reservations or fear.

Isaac

Yes, I know he doesn’t seem like a sub; bear with me. Isaac may be in control at all times, but for him, control is a measure of safety. If he’s in control and removed from the whole thing, nobody can hurt him emotionally—and under his shell, Isaac has a deeply emotional soul. His emotional pain never goes away, even from when he was a child. He’s never felt loved, but he wants that more than anything.

So, when Isaac does finally experience love, he melts. He discovers that he likes being taken care of, being pampered for no reason at all, by someone he trusts completely to love him. And he leans into that. Whenever you enter the room, he goes from being deadpan and stiff to smiling and immediately beelining for your open arms.

Isaac has a low sex drive, unlike Adrian and Hector, so he’s not going to be the kind of guy who begs you for it constantly (I see you, Hector). On the other hand, he doesn’t believe in half-measures. His first priority during sex is making you come. After that, he kind of spaces out, and you can do whatever you want.

He’s not very sensitive, so it takes a lot to overstimulate him—but he likes it every time. He’s a little kinky, though—because he likes to feel that he’s giving up control to someone who will praise him and worship him and have him melting bonelessly into the bed at the end of the night. His stamina is inhuman; he will go all night when he’s in the mood, so be prepared to keep him occupied the whole time.

There are some hard no’s for Isaac, though—things that remind him of his time being enslaved. No impact play, or ropes, or gags and blindfolds; that’ll freak him out, and he wants to see you. But if you tie him with ribbons, just a slip knot he knows he can get out of in seconds, he’s okay. He doesn’t mind the soft reminder not to move too much, especially if you check in during—and he’s the one who decides when he’ll use a ribbon.

His favorite part of subbing for you would have to be when you break him down fully, when he’s come apart with pleasure and he’s sobbing and moaning with it. It takes a while, but by the end he’s a mess, and that’s the part he lives for. And then when he comes down, and you bathe him and kiss him all over, telling him he’s been so good—he loves that.

Isaac’s the kind of sub who adores and worships you, in and out of bed; because his sex drive is so low, he ends up doing this by giving you massages, reading to you, doing chores, as a way to show that he loves you.

Hector

Hector before season three is very innocent in some ways and very indecent in others. He has an idea of what he likes in bed, and it’s pretty kinky, but he’s never had a partner. After season three, though, having those kinks and his trust misused against him, it’s going to take a long time for him to feel safe with sex again.

When he’s content and happy in a relationship, Hector has the highest sex drive of any of the boys. Pretty much anything you do, especially things where you’re in charge in some capacity, has him getting hot and whiny. Every day, sometimes multiple times, he’s begging you for attention.

Hector is also the kinkiest of the boys. If it’s a subby thing, he’s probably considered it at some point. Shibari? Yup. Overstimulation? All the way. Pet play? Oh, hell yes. have you met him? He loves being a good boy, and if you’re bigger or stronger than him, he’s basically drooling at that. (He won’t admit it, but if you’re a vampire, he’s kinky for that too.) Please manhandle him, tease him, show off your strength and size to control him.

Whether you’re a vampire or not, Hector wants you to bite him. You read that right. Leave hickeys everywhere, mark him as yours—it makes him giddy to know that he belongs to you. He’s very sensitive, particularly around the nipples, so that’s a great spot to tease him. And he loves when you’re protective of him too.

Hector has a particular thing for roleplay. He wants to be your pet, your omega, your servant—you name it. He definitely has a title for you in bed, and if he calls you that not in bed, it means he’s getting horny. However, if this is post-season-three Hector, do not put him in a collar or leash, and do not do pet play. He’s going to silently panic, and then just crumple. He’ll say he can do it—don’t let him. Just stick to other things, and make sure he knows you’re his lover, not his owner.

Favorite part? Probably when you show your dominance in bed. He loves it when you put him in a mating press and just slam into his prostate over and over until he’s drooling and he’s come more times than he can count and he can’t even form words. But he also loves when you gently hold him afterwards, and massage his aches, and stroke his hair.

As a sub, Hector is obedient, kinky, and so pliant. Just love him fiercely, and make sure he knows that you don’t own him. If anything, he owns your heart.

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Hybrids Mafia Princess Pt4

Warning: SMUT! Oral (F receiving), loss of virginity, anal sex, brief mentions of SA

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Getting passed the guards on the property was easier than he expected, climbing up and tapping on her window. Y/n looked over, confused by the sound before seeing him and letting Klaus see the adorable “stunned” expression she wore.

‘What are you doing here?! Have you lost your mind? You could have been shot at the party we were at, now imagine what my father will do to you here, in my bedroom no less…how did you get passed the guards?’ She wondered and he smirked, sending a jolt of excitement down her spine.

‘I’m very sneaky. I told you this wasn’t over, remember?’ He teased her and while she giggled, she moved passed him to the window, opening it again and looking around.

‘It was sweet of you to come here but you need to go. I don’t want to be the reason you-‘ he cut off her ramblings as she turned, pressing his lips to hers gently. ‘Well maybe you could stay for a moment.’

‘Just a moment.’ He assured her, kissing her again, their lips meeting roughly.

‘Then you have to…have to go-‘

‘Have to go.’ He agreed and stepped forward, leading Y/n backwards until her back hit the mattress. ‘God, you’re gorgeous, fucking beautiful!’ Klaus pressed his lips to her jaw once she stopped for air, pinning her down and continuing to kiss her neck, sucking a dark mark onto her perfect skin before sinking his fangs into her.

Klaus had always heard how a mates blood tasted better than any other person in the world and he could now attest to that. As her blood flooded his mouth he couldn’t repress the moan that escaped him, her hips humping up against his cock which was practically ready to explode in his pants like he was a 14 year old boy. Y/n’s fingers were buried in his short blond locks, holding tightly as he continued grinding his hips down and Klaus knew how desperate he was making her.

‘Such a good girl, letting Daddy take care of you like this.’ She made a soft mewling sound, unable to get any words to form on her lips as she panted, Klaus’ hands holding tight to her thighs and not letting up as he kept pushing his hard cock against her. ‘You’re gonna cum for me Princess, Daddy’s gonna get you nice and wet before you take my cock.’

‘Nngh…Daddy!’ She moaned, hands holding onto his back so tightly that if he were human he would definitely bruise.

‘That’s right baby, Daddy’s here, making your pussy feel so good…You’re gonna let Daddy fuck your pretty pussy, aren’t you? Gonna let Daddy love you just like you need.’ She nodded quickly, him rutting against her just right before her head hit the mattress and Klaus quickly clamped his hand over her mouth as she came with a loud cry, unable to stop herself and it was the cutest thing the Hybrid had ever seen. ‘Such a good girl, Princess, just relax, Daddy will take care of everything.’ Klaus promised, moving to pull his shirt over his head, feeling her warm fingers on his skin almost instantly. Her shirt came off next along with her sleep pants and panties, leaving her completely exposed to his mercy and she didn’t seem to think anything was wrong with that.

Klaus knew he needed to protect this girl, her father had really fucked her up if she’s this trusting with him already and he is just thankful that it’s him that found her this vulnerable. He’s going to take advantage of it of course, but he won’t hurt her, not at all. He’s going to make her feel so good she’ll never even think about leaving him.

‘Klaus…I’ve never-‘

‘I know. It’s alright, I’m gonna take such good care of you. You’re Daddy’s baby now, and Daddy takes care of what belongs to him.’ He unhooked his belt and pulled down both his pants and boxer briefs just enough to free his cock and her eyes went wide. Klaus didn’t have the longest cock but his was always the thickest women had ever had (a result of his werewolf genes even when dormant), and he knew he had to be gentle. He also knew that being gentle and making her first time perfect would ensure she trusted him even more as he knew every man who had ever flirted with her had been aggressive about it, probably scaring the poor innocent girl even more he realized as he saw the fear in her eyes that he decided he did not like from his mate. ‘Don’t be scared…we don’t have to do this, we can stop right now if you don’t-‘

‘No, please don’t? I want you to enjoy it, I can do that. I can make you feel good, Daddy.’

His wolf practically purred in his chest at the idea that his mate wants to please him and would clearly let him fuck her any which way he wanted…maybe even in my wolf form- He quickly cut off that line of thought from his beast before getting back on track.

‘Princess, I love that you want to make me happy but I need to take care of you. That’s a Daddy’s job. You are going to love every second of this and if I hurt you the tiniest bit you are to tell me right away…you’re mine now. I won’t hurt you, I won’t be like everyone else in your life…I promise.’ The tears welling up in her eyes were almost cute and she pulled him down to press her lips to his passionately, desperately, needy for him as she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him close so his cock now rested against her slit. He couldn’t control the groan that came from him when he felt her wet heat against his sensitive, hard length and he quickly took hold of himself and pressed into her slowly, pausing about halfway in when she squeaked suddenly. ‘Take a second and relax your muscles, that will help, relax for Daddy.’ Klaus pressed his lips to her neck, sucking hard and leaving a dark love bite on her perfect pale skin.

‘I’m okay. More.’ She urged and he smiled, pressing in further, not stopping this time until he bottomed out. ‘So full…didn’t know I could feel like this…please move?!’ Y/n begged and he obliged right away, pulling his hips back and easing back in again. He did that several more times before thrusting up into her and enjoying her squeal before clamping his hand over her mouth again.

‘There’s Daddy’s good girl, so fucking good for me!’ He growled, the beast in the back of his mind purring in contentment as his mate allowed him to take her as he wanted, thrusting into her like a man possessed. ‘Perfect fucking pussy, squeezing me so good! You have the most perfect cunt I’ve ever felt, like velvet wrapped around me. She’s treating Daddy so good, never gonna stop fucking you! You’re all mine now. My! Fucking! Pussy!’ He growled, a thrust punctuating his last 3 words before she squealed under his hand, squeezing his cock hard as she came before feeling something hot filling her up inside. It was a feeling that she immediately loved and wanted more of as Klaus pulled himself out of her pussy and kissed her face several times. He rolled off of her and pulled her to his side instantly, kissing her head and snuggling as they both relaxed.

‘Did you mean it?’ He looked down at where she rested on his chest, raising his brows in question. ‘When you said I’m all yours now…did you mean it or…or was this just a one time thing? I-I have to know cause…so many men want to fuck me. Some cause they want on my Dads good side…some cause they want to say they stuck their cock in James Barnes daughter, and a lot want to…doesn’t matter-‘

‘No, what were you going to say?’

‘It doesn’t matter, I-‘

‘It does matter, tell me…a lot of them want to what?’ He demanded, suddenly quite serious and she cringed.

‘A lot of men want revenge on my father and…I wasn’t supposed to know but a lot of men have threatened to…hurt me…to get back at him. He killed them of course but the point is I don’t just want to be used…I want someone to love me no matter how pathetic that sounds-‘

‘That doesn’t sound pathetic…my father was an abusive piece of shit and that’s all I wanted all my life too…I understand.’ He explained, feeling close enough to tell her something only his siblings are aware of.

‘The point is I just-I need to know if I’m gonna wake up tomorrow and never see you again. It’s okay if-if you just wanted to fuck me, I would understand but please tell me the truth?’

His mate doubted him. He couldn’t say he didn’t understand, she’s been through hell in her life and she knows how many men just want to use and abuse her, she’s smart to be cautious…If not a bit late about it. ‘There’s a lot I need to tell you about myself, but right now you need to know that I knew the moment I first saw you that you were it for me. I’m in love with you Y/n, and I could not physically care any fucking less about your father. In fact I want to take you right now out that window and never come back, keep you by my side for eternity and get away from this horrible environment-‘

‘You would run away with me?’ She asked, hope in her voice and he instantly knew she would go anywhere he wanted with him.

‘In a heartbeat. We’ll do it, we’ll run away together. Whenever you’re ready Princess, but you need to understand, I meant everything I said to you. You are mine, every inch of you and I will never need another women again. I will never be with anyone but you, this perfect little cunt-‘ he spoke, hand cupping her sex and feeling her wetness against his fingers instantly. ‘-is the only one I will ever need again. This body is Daddy’s now, all mine to play with however I want…isn’t it? You’ll let Daddy play with you, won’t you?’ She nodded quickly, panting like a dog in heat as the heel of his hand rubbed over her clit roughly. ‘Let Daddy fuck this pussy however I want…will you let Daddy play with all your holes?’ His wet fingers trailed back down her slit and pressed between her cheeks to find her tight little asshole waiting for him to play with. She gasped as he pressed against the tight muscle, rubbing over it firmly and watching her eyes flutter as she nodded her head quickly.

‘P-please? Please Daddy?’

‘Does Daddy have a desperate little anal slut on his hands? I bet you are, you’re gonna beg your Daddy to fuck your tight little bum. I will always make you feel good Babygirl.’ He told her, pushing 2 of his wet fingers into her tight hole. ‘I won’t fuck you like this until I can hear you scream as loud as you need to for me, Daddy can’t wait until he can hear every sound he can drag out of your slutty little mouth. Until then though-‘ he placed his other hand over her mouth before sliding down her body and pressing a kiss to her clit, licking up her slit and tasting their combined pleasure, his wolf purring once again from deep in his chest. He thrust his fingers into her asshole as he ate her out, desperate to make her cum all over again only to freeze when there was suddenly a loud knock at her door.

‘Y/n? What are those noises? Are you hurt?’ She didn’t respond, looking down at Klaus terrified but he just gestured for her to respond to Steve. ‘Answer me or I’m coming in, and I don’t care how dressed you are!’

‘Steve, I’m…I’m masterbating! And I don’t know how my dad would feel about you talking to me while my fingers are inside my cunt!’

‘Oh Jesus! Christ Y/n, just-just keep it down! Goodnight!’ He hissed, stomping off down the hall just before she moaned again, Klaus sucking her clit hard and curling his fingers just right before his mate suddenly squirt all over his mouth causing the moan that the Hybrid let out as he came on the blanket underneath him.

‘You are so fucking perfect!’ He panted, wiping his mouth before sliding up her body and pressing his lips to hers desperately.

Y/n took his face in her hands and caressed his stubbly jaw. ‘I want to leave this house. This state, I want to go have a life with you away from all of this horrible pain. My father is…he’s a monster and if we don’t go I’m going to have to watch him kill you next. Tell me we can go, I’ll grab my stuff, go right now and-‘

‘Shh, Shh, Shh. Wait a second Princess. Yes, we can go but not tonight. I need to make sure everything is done in the house first-‘

‘House?’ She wondered and Klaus looked down, feigning embarrassment.

‘I uh…I already found us a place…I hoped I could convince you to go with me. It’s a great place in the woods in Washington state, far away from here and from your fathers reach. I will make you happy Babygirl, I promise. Just give me 2 days. 2 days and we’re gone I promise.’

‘You promise?’

‘Promise. Now let Daddy hold you before I have to go.’ He kissed her head gently, holding her firmly against his body and wishing he didn’t have to let her go. ‘First night in the house I’m holding you all night long, I will wake up with my Princess in my arms and never let you go again.’

‘I…I love you Nik.’ Y/n whispered, nuzzling into his neck to drift off with her Daddy’s arms around her tired body.

‘I love you too, Princess. You’re all mine now. Don’t you forget it.’

And she was. Klaus would never let her go now, no matter what he had to do to ensure it.

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