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rafecameronsgun · 22 days

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Birthday princess

inspired by this(pornlink)

‼️warnings:rough sex,breeding kink,little of overstimulation,smut

aftercare in the enddd

So first of all,its my bday yey!!! Soo here is a little imagination of how i would like to celebrate it with him😚

very messy and not well edited btw :(

You felt both joyful and excited when Rafe offered to tie your hands with your ankles and give you hard backshots as a birthday present.

Your face pressed into the mattress,ass up in the air, nipples getting harder through the touch with the smooth sheet beneath you.

“Ready,princess?”he asks behind you

“Mhmm,fuck yes!”you muffle

He spreads your legs a bit wider to open up your pussy as much as possible because he wants to feel every inch inside you. He tightens the tie.

“Uh-uhmmm”you whine dramatically when he pushes the tip inside. He lets out a chuckle.

“What’s gotten into you?”he pushes it deep in your cunt with a long trust.

“Its just…feels so good!”you moan loud,needing to grip into something but its impossible since your wrists are glued together behind your back.

“Shit,so tight for me”he starts moving slowly,his cock devouring your insides perfectly,your wet mixing with his pre-cum.

“Faster!!”you raise your voice a bit when your pussy starts aching because of his teasing.

“Okay,miss impatient”he chuckles before grabbing on your hip and swinging his hips roughly forward.

“Holy shit”you moan out, clenching your walls around him”you fuck me so good,daddy”

“Then be a good girl and take it!”his breathing quickens with each thrust,his fingers so deep in your skin it will probably leave marks later.

Wet sounds and clappings filling the room each time you and his skin matches. You let out loud cries,pornographic sounds as he completely fills every little piece inside you. You two connect like a puzzle.

“Fuck baby,pussy so good i might breed you tonight”he groans out loud,reaching for the roots of your hair then pulling it back.”You want that,huh?Want me to feed your little pussy with my cum,yeah?”he talks in a hoarse,deep voice.

He fucks you so hard and good you are starting to loose your mind.

“Yes!!Daddy please,want you to grow inside me!!”you roll your eyes, a “fucked-out”feeling kicking in which would make you fall onto the bed,if you wouldn’t be wrapped up like a gift. His large hand lands a harsh slap on your ass-cheek.

“Mhmm!!so good!!”you keep moaning,whining.

“Gonna fill this cunt with my child,shiitt!”he groans hoarsely,his hand forming a tighter grip on your hair while his free hand reaches between your open lips to your clit,circling on it gently.

Now this is very over the edge,your cunt burning and your legs start to shake,needing to close them but he forces you open. A single tear running down your cheek from the overwhelming pleasure with little pain he causes.

“Cum for me,baby girl”he works his hands faster,your legs shaking and your whiny voice loud as you cum on his cock.

Two more thrusts and he holds your hip tightly into his own,his dick throbbing inside your sensitive hole,head falling back with a loud growl as he fills your womb with his hot seed.

Now you are laying on top of his huge body,both of you are naked and still hot because of the latest orgasm. He gently strokes ur hair,kisses your head.

“Happy birthday,little girl”he cages you in his arms,fingers caressing your back.

“Mhmm”you muffle with your eyes closed,very tired you could fall asleep right now.

“I love you so much,you make me so happy”he gives another kiss into your messy hair.

“You are a very special person,you know that?You are always so good for me.”

You bury your face more into his naked chest,not being able to form a single word but giving a little kiss to his skin,which currently means “i love you too”.

“Need some water?”he keeps comforting you,making you feel loved with every touch he gives you.You nod.

When he comes back from the kitchen he also brings a little plastic tiara with himself.

“Here you go”he hands you the water with a big smile,placing the tiara on top of your head.”My birtbday princess did such a good job for me,have to reward her”he kisses your stomach,then your lower stomach…going lowerrrr,his fingers opening your knees again. The little kisses on your inner thighs wakes you up in a minute,you slightly grab onto his hair with a sweet moan when his lips touches your pussy.

“I love you”his fingers locked with yours as he eats you out,his thumb caressing your small hand.

@sadfury @rafeinterlude @rafescurtainbangz @rafesmuse @starkeyisthelastname

#outer banks #rafe cameron #outerbanks #rafe cameron obx #rafe cameron smut #rafe fanfiction #rafe fic #smut #rafe imagine #rafe outer banks #birthday #birthday girl #happy birthday #happy bithday to me #helloooo #so badddd #anywayyyy

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katsus-world · 1 month

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Stalker katsuki who likes to annoy the shit out of you, always leaving some kind of evidence when he breaks into your house. Always making a mess on your sheets, his dried seed on your covers with a pair of your dirty panties and a note saying, “thanks.- k” In messy handwriting.

Stalker katsuki who has the technology to hack into your phones and see the people you text, the photos you take, the porn you watch, and the videos you have saved on your phone. He deletes the people that he doesn’t like and sends your pics to his phone.

Stalker katsuki who leaves little gifts on your doorstep with dried blood prints on the side of the box. (Expensive shoes, dresses, the bloody watch of a waiter that was flirting with you, chocolates, etc.)

Stalker katsuki who jerks off to the photos that he sent to himself of you. His large calloused hand stroking his veiny and very hard cock slowly, eyes glued to the pic of you slurping spaghetti. (Your eyes were closed and your cheeks were hollowed. He’s weird!)

Stalker katsuki who finally shows himself to you, his eyes narrow when he sees your expression, mouth agape and his cock twitches in his pants at the sight of your throat contacting.

Stalker katsuki who gets off on your tears, the little whimpers that come from your throat when he’s in an especially bad mood.

Stalker katsuki who lays down next to you when your asleep, taking in the sight of you so so vulnerable, so pretty, and all his

Stalker katsuki who lets fingers you roughly when you won’t behave right, his long thick fingers moving in a scissor motion and his other hand gripping your hip like if his life depended on it. When you cum all over his fingers, he’ll bend down in front of you and lick up your stride slowly. A deep groan erupts from his throat and he rocks his hips against the edge of the bed to get some type of friction on his length.

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Not proof-read, sorry! ❤️‍🩹

#liz writes #liz fucking talks #katsuki bakugou #mha imagines #my hero academia #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugou fluff #bnha bakugou #katsuki bakugou smut #mha #yandere bakugou #stalker bakugou #mha headcanons #katsuki bakugou head cannons #dark romance

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holylulusworld · 3 months

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Indecent Proposal (10)

Summary: Your boyfriend wants to be part of their empire. You are the pawn he’s willing to sacrifice.

Pairing: Mobster!Stucky x fem!Reader

Warnings: sexy mobsters, fluff, voyeurism, established Stucky, reverse cowgirl, grinding, groping, breeding kink, a lil angst, bitchy ex, smut, unprotected sex

Indecent Proposal (9.2)

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“See, the little getaway with our pretty doll was a great idea,” Bucky purrs while running his hand up and down his cock. He doesn’t care about the luxurious ambiance of the cabin they bought, only for you. His eyes are glued to you and his husband.

Steve is sitting on one of the comfortable armchairs and watches you move backward to sit in his lap. “Lift your cute ass again, baby. I’m gonna give you what you are craving.”

Bucky watches you slowly sink on his husband’s cock. “Slow, sweetness,” Steve helps you steady your body. You want to try something new with the blonde, so you take your righteous place on the throne he offers. “Good girl, now open up for me.”

You lean back against his chest and allow Steve to guide you down on his cock. He groans in your ear, almost sounding desperate as you eagerly roll your hips to test the best position.

“Fuck, he’s so big, Bucky,” you look the brunette straight in the eyes while his husband cups your tits to play with your nipples.

“Do you want a cowboy hat too,” Bucky mirrors your smirk. “You look so pretty on top of Stevie.” He drops his eyes to your cunt. “Even better stuffed with his cock.”

“She’s a good girl,” Steve gives you a few shallow thrusts. “Right, doll? You are so good for me and Bucky.” The blonde moves one hand between your legs to pinch your clit. “I asked you a question!”

“YES!” you breathlessly reply. You’re already on the edge and can’t wait to feel Steve fill you up too. On your flight to your secret cabin, you already sucked him off while his husband ate your cunt until you came all over his face.

Now you start bouncing up and down, while his husband pleasures himself. Bucky groans and grunts, urging you on to move faster, and give his husband what he’s craving.

“I bet her womb will welcome your spunk too, Stevie. She will have all of our babies and look so pretty when I suck milk from her tits.”

You can feel Steve’s cock throb inside of you. He’s close to losing it only from the way you grind back and forth. “Shit, stop talking like that, Buck. I could cum right now and fill her up.”

“Do it,” you whine. “Please. I don’t care if I cum. I only want to feel you use my cunt and breed it. Give me your seed. Make me yours.”

“Oh, fuck taking it slow,” Steve growls. He lifts you off his lap and stands up to push you onto the bed. You end up bending over, Steve behind you. “Have my cock, whore.”

He slips back inside and immediately grips your hips. Steve loses all control. He slams into you without holding back. “Harder,” you gasp and moan. “Cum inside of me. Fuck me until I cry. Break me!”

“Stevie…doll!” Bucky makes an odd noise. His cum hits Steve’s back and ass, but the blonde doesn’t stop.

He pins you to the mattress with his weight and starts battering your cunt. Steve is rutting into you deep, and slow.

He growls in your ear, whispering all the filthy thoughts swirling in his mind. “You’re my whore. Mine. I’ll give you a baby. No one will take you away from us. This cunt is ours. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” you can only take his punishing thrusts and give up control. All the softness is gone. This is primal fucking, and the need to get bred, and to breed. “I’m yours…”

“Of course you are ours,” Bucky slaps his husband’s ass. “Fuck her harder. I want to see her broken and filled with cum. Maybe I’ll give her a load later too.”

They are talking about you as if you aren’t even there with them, but all you can think about is that you want this more than anything. Giving up control, and letting these men give you what you have been craving for so long.

“Fuck,” you fist the sheets. “I want to feel it.” Steve groans into your ear feeling your cunt tighten around him. “Now.”

“Shit…doll…” He cums with a shout of your name and collapses on top of you. For a moment you both don’t move. Steve nuzzles his face in your neck while you lie on the bed, a little shell-shocked at your change of mind.

Weeks ago you were afraid of them and wanted to run for the hills. Now you willingly let them fill you up.

“So pretty when you cum,” Bucky pats your head. “Did he make you feel good, baby doll? I bet he did.”

“Yeah…” You weakly reply. “So good…”

“I think she needs a break,” Steve slowly pulls out of you. “Damn, she looks good filled with cum.”

He gets up to look at your abused cunt. “Give me my phone, baby. I wanna take a picture.”

“You perv,” Bucky throws the phone at Steve. “I want a close-up.”

“Who’s the perv here,” Steve snaps a few pictures while his husband kneels on the bed to knead your ass. “Give her a break, Buck.”

“Break…and food…” You are almost asleep when you feel like you are floating on air. One of them picked you up to carry you inside the bathroom while the other prepared a warm bath for you, and them.

“Good thing I wanted the biggest bathtub I could get,” Bucky smirks at his husband. “Now we can all have a bathtub party.”

“So, what are we doing here?” You look around the deserted store. “I thought we got everything we’ll need at the cabin.”

“We wanted to grab a few more things,” Bucky wraps his arm around your shoulders while his husband busies himself with the wine. “Steve, we’ve got more than enough wine. Let’s get this over with. I want to go home and chase you around the bedroom until you give up and let me fuck your sweet peach.”

“Buck, not here,” Steve grunts. “I want to get more wine and food. You never know if there will be more snow.”

“Oh yeah, wine and white chocolate will save us,” the brunette snorts. “Do you want to have a look at their more interesting stuff? I saw chocolate flavored lubed over there.”

“Bucky,” you grunt. “Not here.”

“You are both so boring in public. I bet,” Bucky licks his lips, “you would let me fuck you right here, next to the shelf with chocolate. A sweet sin next to sweet things.”

“Buck, behave. We have time to get naughty when we are back at the cabin,” Steve tuts. He can be such a prude in public and the kinkiest man in the bedroom. “We got everything. Doll, do you need anything?”

“Uh-for how long are we going to stay here?” You quirk a brow. “I need lady toiletries if we stay for longer.”

“Soon you won’t need them,” Bucky pecks your cheek. “Go ahead and get all you need. I’ll grab the good stuff while Steve gets more wine.”

You aimlessly walk through the store. Steve and Bucky never stray too far. You can hear them chat about wine and food.

They look like a normal, almost domestic pair to anyone but you. You’re the only person at the store knowing about their profession.

“If that ain’t the new toy,” a woman snarls as you are about to have a look at the ice cream. “What’s your name, sugartits?”

“What?” You blink a few times. The woman seems to talk to you, but you have no clue what she wants.

“You heard me! Did they promise you to love you too?” She sneers when Bucky and Steve make their way toward you. “I bet they did. You should watch your back.” She snaps at you. “If you don’t, you end up stabbed. They don’t love anyone but themselves.”

One angry look from Bucky, and the woman flees. Leaving you speechless and stunned.

You didn’t expect them to fall in love with you. Hell, you don’t know whatever is going on between you and them. Still, her words have you worried…

“Doll, she’s a frustrated bitch who doesn’t want us to get happy with you. Please believe me, she doesn’t mean shit to us. We haven’t seen her for almost three years,” Bucky sighs as you pull away.

You sniff and look away. “If we ever break up, will you say the same about me? Maybe you only want me to have your heir and kick me out the moment I pop out your baby.”

“Y/N, we should all calm down,” Steve softly says. “You see the woman at the store was Peggy Carter. A former love interest. Buck and I had something going on with her some years back. It was an on-and-off kind of thing. Sex only.”

“We broke things up because she got possessive over Steve,” Bucky makes a face. “You are important to us. I don’t know if it’s love, but we care for you.”

“If we are having a baby, you will be their mother. Bucky and I will not let you go. Not now, not ever. You are ours and belong with us.”

“And we belong with you,” the brunette adds. “This is not all about kinky sex, doll.” He smirks and undresses you with his eyes. “Even though, I want you to watch me have my way with Steve.”

“Okay,” you nod. “If we are going to bring new life into this…” You wrinkle your forehead. “Let’s call it a relationship. I want to clarify I few rules.”

“Oh, sweet doll,” Bucky purrs and is about to pounce on you. “I’m all for rules.”

“Bucky, she’s not wrong. We should talk about rules and our future together. Y/N needs safety and stability.”

Indecent Proposal (11)

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#stucky #stucky x reader #stucky x you #stucky x y/n #female reader #steve rogers #bucky barnes #smut #mafia au

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elsaellaelys · 6 months

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All in my face

Kinktober

summary: JJ make Y/N prove that she likes him.

WARNINGS: 18+, face f***ing, dirty talk, explicit content.

500 words

pairing: JJ Maybank x fem!reader

a/n: Finally posting on time. This is short, but I hope you enjoy.

--★--

Bright eyes. Bambi eyes, staring up at JJ, full with tears, of adoration and desire, it made him thrust faster into her mouth. Y/N felt as if her jaw wasn't even glued to her face anymore, she didn't care though, her arousal was oozing down her tights, she needed some release between her legs, but her hands stayed planted in his ass, gripping it, encouraging him to go further, cause it was everything she wanted.

"Look at you. So fucked. You like me fucking your face?" JJ asked, voice coming out so low and rispy, Y/N moaned around his cock. "Yeah? Gag on me then."

She did so, wet pornographic sounds leaving the point where they connected. He kept one hand interlocked in her hair, the other one holding her neck, he pressed it, feeling his tip slide down her throat.

"Fuck, Y/N/N. Feel how deep you're taking it. Dirty girl. You're all mine."

The state of her face was a sight for his eyes, mascara ruined, saliva running to his hand. JJ wanted that fucking kook, who said she would never choose him, to see how well she was sucking his dick.

She chose him. And he wanted to hear it again.

"Beg for my cock. Say you're mine." He order, pushing her head back.

"Yes, J, I'm yours!" She coughed. "All yours, please, fuck me, I want your cock."

"Really?" He laughed at her desperation. "Want me to cum on your mouth? Or all over your face?"

"All in my face." JJ thrusted back into her mouth, groaning when she sucked him and moved her toungue around it. He began to bob her head, holding tightly her locks.

"Fuuuucck. Such a perfect mouth. Gonna cum on this pretty face."

She moaned again, too pleased with his words, she loved how talkative he was, how he would tell he felt. And he looked so hot. Chest glistening with sweat, mouth partly open, eyes shut, eyebrows furrowed in pleasure. That's what she was looking for when she came to his house, telling him he was the only one and he putted her on her knees to show it.

"Gonna cum, babe." JJ holded his length out, pumping it fast, Y/N didn't missed the chance to lick his red tip, humming on it, sending the boy over the edge. A long groan came off of him, along with hot spurs of his seed, honeying her face.

"Fucking perfect... Uh Shit. Suck it." He moaned/whispered, she followed his words, using both hands to stroke his cock until it was worn out, cleaning her face with it and licking everything.

He watched with proud, pulling her to her feet and kissing her lips with hunger.

"Now lay on the bed, pretty. I'm gonna make you all mine."

#jj maybank #jj maybank fanfiction #obx fanfiction #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank imagine #jj maybank smut #jj mayback imagine #jj maybank x you #kinktober #obx kinktober

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passivenovember · 6 months

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Billy knows he's pregnant because he has a double whopper with no cheese on the way home from Loch Nora.

Billy hates the Burger King. It tastes like cardboard and the cheese burns noxious holes in his stomach, probably, but things change when you're gonna be a mom.

A dad. Whatever.

Steve Harrington shoots his wad and, like magic, like Steve Harrington's spunk has turned everything inside him into stardust, Billy can't get enough of the shit. He'd buy cologne made of BK's burger fat, if he could, and spend all day sucking on his wrist like a dog.

So. Billy's pregnant. It's obvious. Among other things.

And no one ever said Steve Harrington was smart, not in any way that matters, and Billy can't learn his lesson. They fuck on Thursday night because apparently this is a middle-of-the-week kind of arrangement, now, and Harrington comes apart inside of Billy because you're on the pill, Malibu, it's okay.

Billy likes it. Lets him. Thinks, there's probably no harm in it now that he's no longer the Virgin Mary. It feels immaculate, anyhow, that this could happen.

Steve fucks into him sloppy, losing his rhythm until he spills, and tears swamp Billy's vision so he misses the whole fuckin' thing. The main show.

He wants to keep the baby. No one ever said Billy was smart, either.

But there are things in this life he'll keep to himself. He's allowed that. He shares so much with Max and Steve, and by association all the other fucking people that love Steve, and it gets old.

He can have this.

Billy thinks that this could be just for him.

"Fuck, Billy," Steve pulls out, but not before peppering Billy's face with soft butterfly kisses. His breath smells like them. Like blueberry seeds, underneath it all, "Goddamn, your pussy's magic."

Billy's hole runs sloppy. Too fucked out to hold anything in.

Billy almost laughs out loud, because. It's magic. It's a joke, right, his pussy swallowed and now there's--

"Love that thing you do with your hips. Love the sounds you make when my shaft rubs--"

"You're a fucking pervert."

"I was normal, before you let me hit," Steve trails damp, sticky fingers through Billy's chest hair. "You hungry?"

I'm pregnant. "No."

"Sure?" Steve rolls closer on the mattress, nosing Billy's damp, pillow-squashed curls out of the way, "You smell like you could eat a fucking village."

"I'm fine."

"Orphans and all, baby."

"So fucking weird."

Steve hums. Pulls on Billy's earring with his teeth and then licks a wet, fat stripe over his bonding patch. Teasing. "If you're hungry I could get us food."

"I'm fine."

"Really, I just need to put some shorts on and I'm outta here, fuckin'. Pedal to the metal--"

"Jesus Christ, I said I'm not hungry so fucking drop it, asshole," Billy shoves away, sitting on the edge of the mattress. He feels around on the carpet for his jeans, his t-shirt, his converse.

Steve runs out of him, gluing him to 500 count Egyptian Cotton. Pisses him off.

"Billy," Steve says.

Billy tugs his socks on. He was freezing, apparently. Never realized it. His teeth chatter so he stoops, reaching for the closest hoodie shaped thing in their heap of discarded clothes, and then.

"You don't have to go, baby," Steve pokes him between the shoulder blades, gentle as a falling leaf. "Please stay."

"You're pissing me off."

"What else is new."

"I'm gonna--"

Steve wraps around Billy like a blanket, cock soft and sticky against Billy's tailbone. His legs are lean and strong, all muscle and good intentions, just like the rest of him.

Billy hates it.

He melts back against Steve's chest, anyway, vision swamped again.

"You gonna tell me what's wrong, or do I gotta beg?"

"Little manners might be nice."

"Billy Hargrove. Please tell me what's got you smelling like a sugar factory caught fire." Steve pets through his hair. Knows how it turns Billy to putty. Has to. "Omega troubles?"

Billy bites down on the inside of his cheek. Tastes blood. "You wouldn't get it."

"I could try," Steve tells him. His lips are soft against he back of Billy's neck, at his ear lobe, on the tense knob of his shoulder. "Please. Tell me so I can fix it."

"You can't," Billy says, traitor voice cracking open, raw, "You can't fix it. It's mine."

My life. My baby.

"Okay," Steve says easily. Kind and good and sweeter than anything Billy could ever deserve, "Stay the night, so I can cook for you before you fall asleep, and again in the morning."

Billy swallows, throat clicking like a dead lighter. Can't breathe, can't--

"It's alright," Steve kisses his neck, "Everything will feel better in the morning."

"We never should've started this bullshit," Billy sits up, heart lurching at the soft, pained noise Steve lets out into the air between them. He can't handle this shit. He can't do this, he can't--

"Billy--

"I'm pregnant," Billy says to Steve's Duran-Duran poster. Can't believe how young he feels, in this moment. Can't begin to wrap his head around the fact that he's twenty years old, and he's in Hawkins, Indiana, and he's going to have a fucking baby with someone who's got such a shitty taste in music, and--

He wants it.

More than he's ever wanted anything. Billy opens his mouth to say it, to scream it at the popcorn stucco, watching like a trillion angel eyes overhead.

But Steve breathes, like an old car trying to start. "You're sure?" He asks.

Billy's shaking even though Steve is a warm, solid weight against his back, burning them up. "Yes."

"How?" Steve asks, full of wonder, and Billy has to get away.

The carpet is heaven under his feet. "I've been. Eating a lot of Burger King."

"Burger King."

"Yeah. Cravings for shit I never liked before. Double whoppers with no cheese," Billy wrings his hands, "And. I didn't have a heat this month, so Joyce took me to the clinic. They said I'm only a few weeks along, but everything is good with her."

Steve makes a wet, heavy sound.

"I dunno. It kinda. Feels like one," Billy rubs a palm over his belly, quick as lightning, "I think it's a girl."

"Billy, please look at me."

Billy does, horrified but swallowing it, one bitter mouthful at a time. He plants his feet and everything bubbles up inside him. This is his life, his body, his baby, and he's going to to this for himself. Steve doesn't have to worry or fork out any cash or put his life on hold just because he knocked up some desperate omega--

Steve's crying. "We're having a baby."

Billy didn't expect this. He falters, mouth working in shocked silence.

But then Steve moves.

He pulls Billy to him, chest heaving as he laughs, high and bright. "Holy, shit we're gonna be parents," Steve twirls them, hooping and hollering like they just won the NBA championship. "Goddamn, your pussy really is magic!"

Billy giggles, in spite of himself. All the other shit melts away, for now, shadows receding under the blinding light of Steve Harrington.

"I can't fucking believe this," Steve says, pulling back to hunt over Billy's face, full of wonder. "Do you think she's gonna have your eyes?"

"I. I don't--"

"I feel like in high school science class we learned something about the brown eyes gene kicking the blue eyes gene's ass? But I would fucking die if our baby comes out looking like you."

"You're not," Billy swallows, choking on tears. "You're not mad at me? Or disappointed?"

"Disappointed?" Steve repeats, his face falling. "Billy, are you serious? No. No, I've fucking. Ever since I met you I've been sitting in this room every night twirling my hair around one finger and kicking my feet because, I--"

Steve's thumb rubs soft, soothing circles against Billy's cheek.

"Billy, I love you," He says gently, "I love everything about you. You're smart and you're hilarious and you're so beautiful--"

"--Steve--"

"--You make my heart feel like it's gonna beat out of my chest. I can't believe you let a loser like me climb on top of you, much less--"

Billy kisses him, eating up Steve's next words.

They don't matter, when Steve leads them back to the mattress. He eats every soft, gooey whimper out of Billy's lungs, swallowing them down and tasting the damp running between Billy's legs.

Makes love to him, while they talk about the future.

Steve only makes one joke about his dick hurting the baby's head, and Billy thinks they should sign up for a class or two.

#harringrove #omegaverse #gave up near the end there #but i hope you enjoyed it #we love soft harringrove

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throneofspicybooks · 5 months

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✨Azriel x Reader NSFW Alphabet ✨

SMUT - MINORS DNI

A/N This is my first time writing anything like this so please let me know your thoughts 🙏🙏

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

Okay we alllll know Azriel would be the most attentive male afterwards. He’s holding you so close immediately afterwards, your softly panting breaths mixing as he praises you gently. “You did so good for me, Princess. I’m so proud of you.” Soft kisses along your skin as he untangled your limbs so he can get a wash cloth to clean you up. He’d run you a bath, filling it with all your favourite scents. Afterwards he’d dry you and moisturise you so your skin can remain nice and soft. He’d be careful of any bruises or marks he might have left on you, depending on how rough the two of you got, bending down to kiss them lovingly. When he was done, he’d let you wear one of his shirts, the length too long as it dangles down to your mid-thigh. You look so cute dressed in his clothes, Azriel has to fight the instinct to pound you into the mattress once more. But he wraps his wings around you, so it’s just a cocoon of the both of you, the love between you feeling so warm, so peaceful. He lays you down in the bed, his steady heartbeat sending you into a deep sleep.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Obviously, Azriel loves every part of you. BUT he especially loves your boobs. If you’re wearing something low cut, his eyes are glued to your chest. Not in a creepy way, in a “I love this woman so much holy shit she has great boobs” way. You’ll stare at him as he stares at your chest, his eyes nearly comical as he shifts between your eyes and your boobs. Ya know how you hold your boob randomly for comfort? Yeah Azriel does that too. You’ll be laying together in bed or on the lounge and he’ll just rest his hand on one of them as you read to him. When you have sex, sucking on them is one of his favourite things to do. He’ll get distracted on the way from your pussy to your mouth, your nipple being tugged into his mouth and his tongue flicking it relentlessly while his fingers play with the others. He LOVES to cum on them. You just look so pretty covered in his seed. And he can’t help himself when he writes his name across your chest in the white liquid.

I’m going to be so cliche and say that you love his hands. The swirls on his hands are just so beautiful. They make him him, which is why you love them so much. They’re always so gentle with you, so soft. Plus, he knows how to use them in expert ways that make you see stars. His abs tho?? Girllll they are rippling. And when he makes you ride them? You turn into a babbling, drooling mess

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Like I said before, Azriel loves to cum on your chest and write his name. You are HIS and there is absolutely no denying it. But he also loves to cum in you. You just squeeze him so tight, he can’t help but cum streams and streams, so much that it drips out of you and he has to push it back in with his fingers. “You can’t waste it, Baby Doll. It needs to stay where it belongs, in your pretty little cunt.”

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He NEEDS to eat your cunt at least once a day. If he doesn’t, he turns into the most angsty, emo male. Just so grouchy at everyone but you. He prefers to do it in the morning, but you have to be careful. Azriel doesn’t relent. What starts as a morning session can quickly turn into a whole day of you two fooling around in bed.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

We already know the male is experienced. But you didn’t know HOW much until he made you cum in 30 seconds flat. Azriel knows EXACTLY what he’s doing. He’s proud of it too, a smirk alighting his face as he watches you come down from your high from between your legs.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Missionary is definitely a favourite. Not only does he get to see all his favourite parts, but he also gets to watch your pretty face as you shatter around his cock. He can also fold you in half much more easily like this, your legs thrown over his shoulders as he pounds your tight hole. It also means you can stroke his wings, your finger gently rubbing the membrane has him whimpering into your neck.

BUT he lovessss fucking you in front of a mirror. Kneeling in front of the mirror in your bedroom, Azriel would fuck you from behind, your back pressed against his chest. He makes you watch, the threat of stopping enough to make you watch as you take all of him, your body perfect as you squeeze him tightly. He has access to his favourite parts, fingers coming down to stroke your clit and squeeze his nipples as he whispers filthy praises in your ear.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Most of the time he’s pretty serious. He takes his job (making you cum as many times as possible) very seriously, and he is often going out of his way to set a new record. There was definitely a few times when you were trying new things together. They weren’t quite going right, so the best thing to do was laugh bad move on, the two of you comfortable enough with each other to move past even the most awkward event.

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

Just a little bit of hair at the base. He keeps it pretty neat for you. It is your preferred seat after all.

He doesn’t care how you like to be. You’re perfect in his eyes so whatever you choose is your choice and he is more than happy with the outcome.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Usually very romantic. If you guys have the time, he’ll make a whole event of it. Wine, rose petals, candles, the works. He’ll whisper praises in your ear. Telling you how good you are for him, how perfect. You’re his good little Bunny, taking his cock so well. Loved to whisper how much he loves as he thrusts into you. He prayed to the Mother everyday for you, and now that he was has you, he’s just so grateful.

But oftentimes you two love to get rough. He’s still romantic, but it’s more subtle. You can feel it in the way he ties the rope around your wrists, how he grips your hips to stop you from squirming, it’s in his grunts as he calls you his dirty little slut. You’re just so pretty with drool dripping from your lips as you suck his dick.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Neither of you masterbate that often, not unless you’re away from each other for a period of time. But you both like to mutually Jack off beside each other. Looking into each other’s eyes and pretending your hand are theirs? Some of the best foreplay.

Az also likes to make you play with yourself while he sits and watches. Just something about it makes him feel like the predator and you’re his prey.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

The main ones are definitely bondage, praise, degradation, and daddy. But he’s definitely into biting and scratching, maybe a bit of voyeurism. And he’s absolutely into breeding. It makes him feral and primal. Also begging. It makes him feel needed, especially when you’re nearly crying for his cock.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

You two of made your bedroom the perfect place to fuck. It has everything you’d ever need in it. Why would you bother doing it anywhere else??

That doesn’t mean you don’t tho 👀 sometimes you’re both so needy for each other you can’t wait. You’ve been known to do it against a wall during a night out a few times, just to ease the itch. And during Starfall, you two did sneak off to do it on one of the balconies in the House of Wind, the stars shooting past making Azriel’s eyes sparkle as he makes love to you. Sometimes he can’t get away from work, glued to his desk as he reads reports. You love to sneak in and surprise him with a quick fuck. And he is more than happy to oblige. Bending you over his desk, Az fucks you with wild abandon, sating the need so he can get back do work and fuck you for hours later. There was a time that you two snuck into Rhy’s office to fuck ok his desk, but the High Lord doesn’t need to know about that one.

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

You. Literally just everything about you. Not just your body but your mind, your laugh, your smile. Just make eye contact and offer him a little smile and he is putty in your hands.

Also if you gently run your finger along the bottom of the base of his left wing he’s seconds off form cumming in his pants 😳

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

I don’t think he’d be really into wax play. It’s too close to fire and that scares him :(

Also cnc. If you’re not actively saying yes, even if it is just for sexy times) he’s not really down.

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

He’s absolutely a giver. Like I said, if you’re not cumming on his tongue at least once a day, it’s a bad day and he’s grumpy. He once made you cum after just 30 seconds, he’s that good. But most of the time he likes to tease you until you’re begging. Circling you clit but never hitting the right spot, so you’ll have to big him for the release you crave. “You gonna beg me Princess? I need to hear that word. Just one little word you can cum. Come on Baby, let me hear you.”

He does like it when you suck his dick tho. He’s very very long. He loves whatever you do, but he especially loves when you try and take his length down your throat, or take as much as you can until you’re spluttering and gagging. It turns him on to see the drool running down your lips as you make it messy.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Most of the time is starts off slow and sensual but you’re both so needy for each other that it turns into fast and rough. You often dig your heals into his back and rub his wings to make him to turn fast and feral. It works every time.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Prefers not to do them. He loves to take his time and often wants to draw at least 5 orgasms from you. Quickies are never enough time for that. But sometimes it’s needed and he will absolutely make the best of it.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He loves experimenting. He wants to try everything he can with you. Pegging? Sure. A sex club? He’ll try it. a threesome? He’s so down. Trying new things is always fun with you two.

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

The way this male never seems to tire is a phenomenon that needs to be studied. You’ll be fucked out, your chest heaving and arm covering your face as you come down from your high and he’s somehow still hard???

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

Toys are his friend, not the enemy. He absolutely uses toys on you. They probably don’t have vibrators in Prythian but I’d they do he definitely ties you to a chair with a vibrator on your clit while he sits at his desk and does his work. If he’s feeling extra frisky he gets you to wear a vibrator to dinner with the IC. He loves to turn it up while you’re having a conversation with Nesta, your legs shaking and chest heaving as it becomes too much.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

The BIGGEST tease. He wants you begging, writhing underneath him, crying for the release. He’ll circle your clit, never hitting the exact spot. Running his fingers up your cunt, playing with your hole but never dipping in. When he finally begins to fuck you he’ll pull away when he starts to feel your cunt squeezing him. Your outraged squeal when you orgasm is denied only makes him harder, the pleading in your eyes making him nearly cum. “Aww my poor little Bunny,” he pouts, “you better start begging me. Beg for Daddy, Bunny. That’s my girl. Let me hear you”

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He used to be really quiet, only really making a few grunts when he’d cum. But then you brought up your fear that he wasn’t enjoying it. When he was quiet, you could never quite know if he was enjoying it. Now, he’s very vocal. Grunting, moaning, whimpering, he does it all. Is also constantly either praising you or degrading you. “That’s my good little slut” “You’re such a dirty whore, mine pretty Bunny”

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

I absolutely LOVE the idea of Daddy Dom Az. He’s definitely a soft dom. When you’re being Brat, he just has to give you a soft look mumbling “please Princess, don’t you want to be good for me?” With a soft pout.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Canonically has the biggest wingspan. He’s super long. You can use two hands and still not reach his tip. He’s thick but not the thickest. When you wrap your hands around it, your fingers don’t quite touch.

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

Very very high 😭 if you ask “want to fuck?” He can go right then and there. If he could be fucking you all the time he would be.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He waits for you to fall asleep first. His heart beat sends you right to sleep, but your steady breathing sends him to sleep too. Whether it’s the post-sex high or having you in his arms, he manages to fall asleep quickly for the first time in his life.

#acotar #acotar headcanon #azriel #azriel headcanons #azriel x reader #fanfic #azriel smut #smut #acotar azriel

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stvharrngton · 7 months

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kinktober: day fourteen

pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader

kink: swallowing

warnings: smut, 18+ minors dni, oral (m receiving)

word count: 0.7k

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KINKTOBER MASTERLIST

Steve loved to have you on your knees.

Loved seeing you sat all pretty for him, your hair scooped up into a ponytail as your lips wrapped around his aching cock. Sucking and tongue swirling around his length, your nails digging into his meaty thighs as you struggled to take him all the way in.

What Steve loved even more was the finale. Feeling his cum leak into your wet, warm mouth, still sucking and licking to milk every drop he had to offer. You would never spit, always swallowing like a champ. Steve’s eyes always glued to you, to how your throat moved when you did. The boy was trapped in a trance.

He could never stay quiet about it either, of course. Steve was always running his mouth, filthy words that got you all riled up trickling from his mouth with ease. Humming words of praise as he shot his load down your throat.

Now, you found yourself before him once more. All your clothes discarded across the bedroom as you were left in your bra and panties, a pretty purple lace covering your skin. Your knees to the floor, your lips tightly wrapped around Steve’s cock. The pink lipstick you had been wearing a little smudged from your actions.

Steve leaned back on his hands, his toes curling into the carpet as you swirl your tongue around his length. He let his head roll back, pretty pink lips parted as he let out a groan.

“Fuuuck,” it came out a rasp, a gravelly moan tumbling from his lips, “suck my cock so good, baby.”

You hummed around Steve’s length, fluttering your lashes up at the boy. Your eyes bright and innocent, a look that really went straight to his cock. He all but lost it once your hand came to his balls, cupping and rolling them in your palm.

“Shit—,” he whined, “want my cum, pretty girl? Gonna suck my cock fuckin’ dry, huh? God,” Steve mused, “you feel so fuckin’ good.”

Pausing momentarily, releasing Steve’s cock with a pop to speak, “Yeah, Stevie,” you hummed, “want your cum so bad.”

Steve’s hand came to cup your cheek, fingers stroking softly over the hot skin. A sweet gesture that turned lustful as he brought his thumb to your lips, popping it into your mouth for you to suck.

“Good girl,” Steve breathed, eyes fluttering closed as you took him in your mouth once more, “y’gonna swallow my cum, yeah? Fuck, I’m gonna fill this wet little mouth of yours, baby.” He moaned all sweetly, all hot and desperate.

“Want you to hold it in your mouth though, sweetheart,” Steve hushed, his thighs beginning to tense, his orgasm growing closer and closer, “wanna see it in your mouth. Can you do that, baby?”

You hummed in agreement as Steve’s cock became rock hard in your mouth. The firm muscles in his stomach tensed, his cheeks grew rosy and his breathing became heavier as he let out the sweetest little breathy moans you had ever heard.

“Oh, fuck,” he whined, “that’s it, baby. Jesus, I’m fuckin’ cumming, shit—“ Steve’s hips lifted off the edge of the bed as he came, shooting hot cum into your mouth, the warmth hitting the back of your throat.

It took a minute for Steve to compose himself as you pulled your mouth from his length, his cum still sat in your mouth. Steve brought his fingers to his hair, raking his nails through the strands as he came back down to earth.

His eyes met yours, you still on your knees as you awaited Steve’s instruction. He brought his thumb to your lips once more, gently pulling your lips apart so he could see his seed in your mouth.

“Open up,” Steve whispered, groaning softly when you complied. He let his thumb slip into your mouth, dipping into his own cum as he pulled on your bottom lip, letting a slither fall from your lips, “good girl, now swallow.”

You did as Steve said, like always. Letting his warm cum travel down your throat, eyes fixated on Steve and how he watched your every move with heavy eyes. His lips tugged into a smirk as he leant into you, pressing his lips to yours, his tongue dancing into your mouth to swirl with your own.

“That’s my girl.”

#steve harrington #steve harrington smut #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington blurb #steve harrington oneshot #steve harrington fanfiction #steve harrington fanfic #kinktober2023 #k.fic

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jeannineee · 11 months

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Pretty

Cassian x Reader

a/n: idk what possessed me to write this. This is filthy. Praise kink activate.

nsfw under the cut (18+ PUH-LEASE)

You tried your best to keep your throat relaxed as Cassian’s cock glided in and out. Your cunt clenched around nothing as his loud groans filled the bedroom.

You whimpered around his length, relishing the feeling of his hand gripping your hair to keep you still. You tried your best not to gag, but he’s just so big.

It’s as though he could read your thoughts, because Cassian slowed a bit, and the words that fell from his lips would’ve made you fall to your knees, if you hadn’t been on them already.

“Doing so good for me, pretty baby,” Cassian cooed as he traced a hand along your cheekbone, where a single tear fell. “Tap my leg twice if you need me to let up, yeah?”

You hum around his length in approval, and he’s right back to fucking your throat with abandon, strings of curses and praises leaving his lips like they’re a prayer that only you can answer.

“Fuck, yes, baby. Takin’ my cock so well.”

Your cheeks flush, and Cassian knows the effect he’s having on you, the cocky little shit. His grip on your hair tightens just a bit, and he almost comes at the sight of you looking up at him through your lashes; drool and precum coating your chin.

“You look so pretty on your knees for me.”

His words only encourage you, and you power through the urge to gag, and hollow out your cheeks, keeping your eyes glued to his.

“Fuck. Gonna come right down your throat baby, you want it? Want my come?”

You only moaned around his length in response, and that’s all he needed before he’s spurting his seed so deep in your throat that you could hardly feel it.

“So fuckin’ perfect for me. Such a good girl,” he murmurs as he rides out his orgasm.

You let out a sharp breath as he finally pulled out, and Cassian immediately helped you stand, his brown eyes full of love and care.

“You good, baby?”

You nodded, still catching your breath.

Cassian grinned, and kissed your cheek. “Good. Lay back on the bed and let me take care of you. Wanna taste that pretty little cunt.”

You obliged him immediately, and you knew this was the beginning of a very long night.

#acotar #acotar headcanon #acotar smut #cassian acotar #female reader #smut #cassian x reader #a court of thorns and roses #batboys #cassian smut #rhysand #azriel

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pinky-glitz · 2 years

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ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴋɪɴᴋs? 2

Part 2 ~ MDNI. Warnings: Breeding/Creampie, Oral giving + receiving, Praise, Degradation, Cock warming, Impact Play, Temperature play, Role play, BDSM, Voyeurism, Food play, Anal, Edging, Choking, Overstimulation, Body worship, Corruption kink, Blood play, Bondage, Double Penetration, Titjob.

Midoriya

Breeding kink. I don’t make the rules I mean? Just look at him. He loves kids and is a big family man. He wasn’t sure how it started or where it began but the first time he sheathed himself in your gummy walls and you begged him to cum in you, he was hooked. He’s the kind of guy to be into cream pie, after filling you up with his seed, he wants to watch it seep out and stuff his back in with his thick fingers.

Oral. He is a giver! This boy is so dedicated and a servicer. He loves giving you head, having you spread out on the bed, glistening pussy all bare for him to please is one of his favorite places to be. It’s so sloppy and he gets so intoxicated and heady. Eating you out also gets him so turned on, he’ll be rutting into the sheets while you’re whining under his tongue, his hooded gaze glued to your pretty expressions.

That does not mean he turns out a good sloppy toppy from you 😂😂😭 tho he doesn’t know what to do since he’s used to being the provider so just sitting back and watching you gobble him down is quite an experience.

Praise kink! He gets off from littering praises on you and receiving praises too. He’ll be mumbling the most sweetest things while he’s crushing your cunny 😂😭✋🏼 like

“That’s a good girl. You can take it all in, I know you can.”

“What a pretty baby, I’ll give you whatever you want, Imma take real care of you.”

“Don’t cry princess, is the pleasure too much for my baby?”

Cock warming. For the lazy days when he’s so tired from a long day/week of patrolling and fighting crime. When he doesn’t have the energy to give a mind fucking experience, he’ll sit you down on his girthy cock and cuddle, watching a favorite tv show of you guys while lazily playing with your clit, pressing soft kisses on your cheek and earlobe.

Shouto

Temperature play. You guys knew this was coming. Like how can it not be here. 🤨 Shouto has his ice-fire quirk and he only sees it for the fighting aspect, that was until you introduced the aspect of what it could be 👀. Sexually. Needless to say, he was intrigued and was compliant to your suggestion.

The best sexual decision in his life probably 😂😂 he becomes a groaning, whimpering mess when you pour the candle wax on his cold side, deliberately on his sensitive nipple and belly while you glide ice cubes on his fire side and encircle the cold blocks on his nipple, pulling a moan out of him.

Does car sex count as a kink 👀 bruh he’s into that Voyeurism shit. Todoroki is so aloof he’s down to fuck in a bush, if you two are at a celebratory party and horny, you can bet your ass he’ll take you behind a canopy where people are just a few feet away from you two and pound you from the back. Shifting your dress and panty aside to send you to heaven without batting an eyelash.

Yes, there’s been some scandals about that on entertainment news.

Food play. Shocking? Not really 😂😂 it came off as a spur of the moment thing. You spraying whipped cream on him and then he squeezes some chocolate syrup in retaliation and what do you know. A new kink has been unlocked for him. Licking your chocolate coated nipples and kissing your sweet lips was just too fun and enjoyable

Bakugo

Anal. I mean??? He’s into that shit 😂😂😂💀 (why does that sound weird in this context) so it’s no brainer that since he’s such an ass man he doesn’t mind fucking you in the ass. To him, it’s much safer and you’d not have any pregnancy scares 🤷🏼‍♀️

Edging. He loves edging you, he’s sadistic like that. Bringing you so close to cumming and then taking it back sends pleasure down his spine especially when you’re begging with your might and soul to cum and he gleefully denies it. Teasing you and telling you how you need to earn the right to cum. He can make it drag for an hour and more leaving you throbbing and crying.

Choking. 👀 don’t tell me you didn’t expect this? 🤨 I mean while he’s edging you till thy kingdom, he found out that wrapping his hand around your neck makes his cock so hard and that slutty expression on your face can almost tip him to edge. So here’s the thing, choking you to him is a sign of trust and plus nobody sees these sides of you so it’s an honor too.

Impact play. I mean? Duh! He has you over his lap while you’re wearing those tight stockings that totally drive him feral and he’s smacking your ass he loves so much. Loving how bruised it looks and how hot it feels under his palm. Plus you just let out the most prettiest whines he’s ever heard. He also slaps those cheeks of yours whenever you’re fucking. Be it from behind or when you’re riding him. Know his hands are never far away.

Overstimulation. It’s just a part of his sadistic side. Pressing that vibrator on your clit and watching you cum for the seventh time with your eyes rolled back and your legs trembling violently. Screaming profanities and babbling incomprehensible gibberish that all sound like music to his ears. Breaking you down and pulling you back up to do it all over again.

BDSM. What did you expect 😂😂😂 yes he’s into that way of life and yes he studied to be a good Dom. He actually attended classes for this 💀 He figured that the whole BDSM life was so sensually exhilarating and got his blood pumping and was one of the only ways he felt immense pleasure. So you’re his good bratty sub and he’s your strict dom who punishes his baby when its due and rewards her when she deserves it.

Body worship. It goes two ways with him. He wants you to admire every rippling muscle on his body, yes he works hard to maintain his godly physique so do compliment him. Rub your hands all over his body and kiss every spot because that’s what he’s going to be doing to you.

Degradation/Praise kink. Yes he’ll degrade the hell out of you, calling you the nastiest of names and shaming you for bouncing on his cock but in a heartbeat he’ll be the same man praising you, saying,

“Atta’ girl, you deserve my cock. Been a sweet little bitch for me, I’ll fuck you like the whore you are, angel face.”

Tokoyami

Corruption kink. This is a no brainer tbh. He’s just poetic like that, there’s something about the person he’s with being so innocent, cute, soft, naive that just feeds into this side of him. He feels mad guilty about this kink but he can’t help it, he just wants to taint you and drown you in his dark desires. Touching you in places you’ve never been touched and being there every step of the way. Fucking you in those frilly cute dresses that are white and yes he’s fucking you in a church. Just doing something so utterly taboo in a church setting just fills the desire even more. Like he’s the Serpent from the garden of Eden coming to tempt Eve, which is you in this context.

Role Play. You should’ve gotten it from the previous call out that he’s that dramatic. He’ll get the costumes and everything and he super down to play different roles. You know that Megan thee stallion line where she said “switching my wig make him feeling like he’s cheating.” Not that he wants to cheat on you but the spice of something new every time. Pretending not to know you in a club or his favorite role, you as a nun and him as a demonic entity. Fuck does that turn him on, the way he pounds your tight pussy in your outfit while you’re holding onto a rosary sends him into oblivion. Saying some stuff about how he’s your God tonight or you’ve strayed from the grace of heaven.

I guess you can say Heaven and Hell became just words to you and him.

Oral. Honey suck this pretty boy’s dick, it turns him to putty. He loves it so damn much. Watching you suck on his cock is one of his favorite sexual endeavors. It’s so nasty yet so sexy. How can you look so cute doing something so dirty, the paradox is something he’ll never grow tire of. So yes baby, gobble down that length.

Double penetration. 😳 Yeah he’s into that. I mean… you’ve got two holes and you love it when he fucks you in either of them so why can’t he fuck you simultaneously? So he’s pounding your ass, your legs spread open for him and your pretty sopping pussy gushing and clenching on nothing and he decides to amp it up for he’s precious princess and plugs up your aching cunt with a vibrating dildo. That just sends you over the edge, leaving you squirting all over his abdomen and boy does that unlock something in him. How much can you take? He still pounds into you while the vibrating dildo buzzes away inside your pussy as you become a stupid mess on the two cocks plugged up in your holes.

Bondage. He has fun with this, the art of shibari and you tied up in silk ropes is not something that inherently sends blood to his cock. He just thinks it’s really beautiful and artistic, still sexy and definitely will fuck you in the ropes but he’s admiring the work before mercilessly rocking your cunt and reminding you who owns it

Blood play. You knew this was going to come. Nothing too extreme, just you cutting him a little bit here and there. The adrenaline of being hurt just feels too good. He’s masochistic like that.

Titjob. Baby, he’s obsessed with those tiddies. Fuck on him with those and you’ve got him wrapped around your finger. It’s just so heavenly, especially when you suck on his dick while massaging your tits around it. He’s a goner 👼

Praise kink. He’ll praise you from heaven to earth. He can’t see himself degrading his princess. He’ll call you all the sweetest names in this world and still fuck you disrespectfully.

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rayslittlekitten · 10 months

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No More Secrets

“Dad Will” Masterlist

A/N: Heeeey! Look what's back! So, I hadn't touched this arc in a while where Dad!Will did some shit and essentially fucked up his marriage. Well this arc finally made some progress like their marriage. Italics (first half) is a flash back.

Rating: T

Word Count: ~3,400

Pairing: Dad!Will x Wife F!Reader

Plot: You and Will continue to make progress on repairing your marriage.

Contains: hurt/comfort, angst

"How does steak and potatoes sound for dinner tonight?" you asked Will as you sipped on your coffee after finishing your breakfast and watched him from across the table while he was glued to his phone.

"Uhhh....yeah, sure," Will replied. “Whatever you want,” he added after finishing whatever he was doing on his phone.

"Okay. What do you have going on today? You're giving a speech today, right?”

“Yeah and then I’m meeting up with Fish for lunch,” he confirmed, then finished up his own cup of coffee.

“He’s back in town?” you asked, sitting up straight.

“Uh, yeah. Are you done with that?” He asked as he got up from his seat and gestured to your mug.

You took the last sip and handed him your cup.

“Thank you.” You looked up and smiled at him but he was already halfway across the kitchen headed for the sink.

You'd noticed Will's been a bit distant lately, like something's been occupying his mind, but every time you asked him about it, he would say it's nothing or he just hadn’t been sleeping well. You even asked if he'd been having those nightmares again, but he said no.

You'd also noticed that the sex between you two had been less frequent, almost to a halt. You had tried initiating a few times and he'd been seemingly disinterested or gave an excuse. And even when you were intimate, he seemed to be somewhere else.

“Oh shit, I gotta go,” Will said as he glanced at his watch.

“Yeah, me too. Let me just grab my purse and we can leave together–” you started as you got up from your seat.

“Sorry, I gotta go now,” he told you as he scrambled to the front door.

“You’ll be home for dinner, right?” you asked.

“Yup! Spaghetti and meatballs!” He replied while halfway out the door. “Have fun at work!”

“Bye! Good luck on your speech!” you waved and quickly spat out as the door behind him closed.

***

You decided to pick up some treats for Will at his favorite bakery and cafe on your lunch break. Maybe that'd help with his mood. It’s across town but you'd decided to take an extra long lunch break. After finally finding parking, you quickly jumped in line as the place was already packed because of lunch time. Thankfully, they always anticipated the crowd. It certainly helped that the counter and dine-in areas were separated in a way to maximize efficiency. After picking out a few things you knew Will indulged in the most and a treat for yourself, you booked it out of there.

After you got into your car, you took a bite of your lemon poppy seed cake and savored it before starting your car to get ready to head back to the office. As you were ready to pull out of the parking spot, you noticed Will coming out of the bakery along with a woman you had never seen before. They stood in front of the bakery, off to the side and exchanged a few words before they embraced in a hug. A hug that lingered while he said a few more things to her. You felt your chest tightening. After they broke apart, they appeared to say their goodbyes and they gave each other a kiss on the cheek and another quick hug before going their separate ways.

You watched as Will made his way to his parked car. As you thought about confronting him then and there, your phone went off, interrupting your thoughts.

***

When you got home, you were surprised to find Will had beat you to it, considering he had been staying out later these days. Even more surprising, he had started dinner.

“Hey! How was work? I know you mentioned spaghetti and meatballs this morning but found these steaks in the fridge so I thought I’d throw them on the grill and roast some potatoes with them,” he said. “Hope that’s okay with you.”

“Yeah, that’s fine,” you told him as you started to settle down.

"So how was lunch with Fish?"

"Huh? Oh, um, it was alright. You know, just catching up and stuff,” he answered, pausing his task for a moment.

"Where'd you guys end up going?" you started walking towards him.

"Uh… he picked this diner by him," he replied.

“Was it any good?”

“It was alright,” he shrugged.

“So… did you have lunch with him before or after you stopped by Astrid’s?” you asked him when you reached him.

“What are you talking about?" He turned to face you.

“Are you seriously going to deny that you were at Astrid’s this afternoon? I saw you with my own eyes,” you told him.

“What were you doing there? Weren't you supposed to be at work?" His body visibly stiffened.

"I stopped by there on my lunch break to get you a brownie because I thought it'd cheer you up!" You told him as you tossed the pastry bag onto the kitchen counter beside him. "I saw you and some woman getting all cozy, hugging and kissing. Is that why you've been so distant? Is-is that why you won't even touch me anymore?" you asked with disgust.

"No..." Will started, then realized what you were implying. "No, no, no! It's not what you think."

"Then what is it? Because these last few months, it feels like you don't even want to be with me anymore. At least be honest with me if you don't want to do this anymore. I can't figure this out on my own and every time I try to talk to you about it, you dismiss it like everything is all good, but it's not. Or am I just going crazy?" You rattled off.

"No, you're not crazy," Will reassured you, placing his hands on your shoulders.

"Then can you please tell me what's going on?" you pleaded with him.

Will shifted his weight to his other leg and let out a sigh. At this point, he knew he couldn’t continue keeping you in the dark.

"Whatever it is, you can tell me. Even if you met someone new or-"

"No, no, it's nothing like that," Will shook his head. "The woman I saw today, she's..."

Will paused, looked down at his feet and propped his hands on his waist, bracing for the words that were about to leave his mouth.

"She's my ex-fiance," he finally finished his sentence.

"O-oh..." you simply responded, taken back by that curve ball. This information actually made your stomach drop even more. "Okay."

"And I asked her if we could meet up," Will continued.

You couldn’t help but get more emotional as you anticipated where he was going with this. Your vision started blurring up but you remained silent as he continued.

"No, please don't cry," he said, reaching out for you, but you instinctively took a step back, creating distance. Will felt crushed by your rejection, but he also understood why you did it.

"I honestly didn't expect her to even respond considering how we left things the last time we saw each other, but she agreed to meet up. I just wanted closure with her, to apologize to her for all that I had put her through," he explained.

You let out a shaky breath.

"Why... why didn't you tell me about this?" you asked.

"I...I don't know. Maybe I wasn't sure how you would feel about it," he admitted.

"So instead of talking to me about it, your solution was to avoid me? Is that the reason you’ve been acting so weird? Not just do we not have sex anymore, but we barely even talk. Not unless I initiate. Things we used to enjoy doing, you don't seem to care or want to do anymore. We live together and I hardly ever see you. You're always out with the guys and come home late, which I get you needing and wanting to spend time with your friends, but it's like you don't even want to be here. And when you are home, you're not here!”

You didn’t want to lash out and wanted to give him the space and chance to explain himself but you were so pent up and riled up from all the speculation after seeing him at the cafe on top of everything that had been going on.

"I'm so sorry," Will apologized. "I know I haven't been the best boyfriend these past few weeks--"

"Months," you corrected him.

"Months," he nodded in agreement.

"Is there anything else? Or is it just this closure you needed with your ex-fiance?" you prodded. "Which, again, I can understand, but I wish you would have at least told me so I’m not left wondering if you don’t care about us anymore."

Will quietly looked down at his shoes again as he rocked on his heels.

"Will, there can't be secrets between us if you want this to work-- IF you want this to work. If you've decided this isn't for you, just say so and-" you rambled on.

"No, of course I want this! I want you," he quickly jumped in, looking straight at you. "I want... us."

You stared at Will, waiting for him to tell you more.

"There... there was also another reason I wanted to meet up with her," he started. "I, uh... I just wanted to make sure I don't make the same mistakes I made with her."

"What... do you mean?" you asked with wrinkled brows.

"I'm so sorry for how I've been treating you these last few months. I've been figuring some things out about myself, figuring what I want and if I'm truly happy where I am with this relationship - our relationship," he started to explain.

"Oh!" A brief chuckle slipped from you, a bit thrown off by his last thought, but you started to frown again, not sure where this is leading up to. "You still could have said something. If you needed space or, or... I don't know,” you shook your head.

"I know. I know. And I am SO sorry I've made you feel unwanted and unloved. That's the last thing I'd ever want for you."

"Are you happy?" you asked him quietly, afraid of what his answer would be. "With me? With us?"

Will just stared at you, studying your face as he thought about his answer. The fact that he'd taken this long confirmed your fear. After what felt like forever, your shoulders slumped and your frown deepened as you nodded. You swallowed the lump in your throat and dropped your head, staring down at the patterned linoleum tiles, now thinking about where you guys were going to go from here. Do you move out? Does he move out? You sniffled and brought your head back up when you felt the mucus coming down your nose. You were taken back when you saw Will on one knee in front of you holding out a velvet box. You opened your mouth but no words or sounds came out. You're not even breathing.

"I was going to plan this whole romantic thing out, a rehearsed speech and all but I just can't wait anymore. I've been waiting for this moment since the first time I laid eyes on you. And to answer your question, in short, yes. I am happy with where we are in this relationship - beyond happy, but nothing would make me happier than to have the privilege of spending the rest of my life with you. You are the most amazing person I have ever met and I am so grateful to have you in my life. Every morning I wake up feeling like the luckiest person in the world and there are many days, especially these past few months, where I wonder what I did to deserve you. You make me a better person and honestly have surprised myself at what I am capable of and who I've become and that's all because of you. You make me want to do better and I want to continue this adventure with you beside me as my life partner, but I had to make sure that I do everything I can to not fuck this up because I would not be able to forgive myself if I do. That's the real reason why I went to see my ex-fiance."

Will spoke from the heart and soul and he instantly felt the weight lifted from his chest. The weight that he had been heavily bearing these last few months.

At this point, you were completely speechless.

"And I know I've been a shit boyfriend these last few months. Not that it’s an excuse, but I was scared - not of committing to you, but of me making the same mistakes. Of me fucking all this up and losing you. And clearly I had been unknowingly doing the exact thing I was afraid I’d do. I'm so sorry I pushed you away, but I promise I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you if you let me."

Tears now streamed down your face.

"I love you so, SO much. Will you marry me?"

He held his breath, waiting for your answer. He hoped that he didn’t mess up his chances too much.

You looked down at him with blurry eyes and finally nodded.

“Is… is that a yes?” Will cautiously asked.

“Yes!” You confirmed as you nodded again.

He sprung up onto his feet and wrapped his arms tightly around you. You melted against his chest and instantly felt your heart fill to the brim. He gently untangled himself from you to slip the ring onto your finger. It fit a little loose but it was beautiful.

“We can get that adjusted. It was my grandmother’s,” he explained.

“It’s perfect,” you said while admiring it.

“I love you,” Will pulled you in, pressing his forehead against yours.

"I love you too. Promise me, no more secrets?" you asked as you sniffled and looked up at him. “You’re not completely off the hook yet but let’s not go through that again, please.”

"I promise. No more secrets," Will agreed as he swiped his thumb under your eyes before leaning in to kiss you.

***

You finally allowed Will back into the bedroom. As comfortable as that couch may be, you know it’s doing his back no favors. You also think maybe he’s gone through enough punishment. It’s been a couple of months and he has not complained once. He’s done everything you’ve asked and has been consistent about it so it’s time you show you’re starting to trust him again. This really takes effort from both of you, not just him.

The two of you are on better terms and doing the best to make it as normal as possible for Lucy but your relationship is nowhere near where it used to be. You can’t even recall the last time the two of you were intimate. Not even a kiss or a hug. Sure, Will would be affectionate when you allowed him to: a brush of his hand on yours, a small peck on your cheek or temple, but anything more, you haven’t even thought about it and he hasn’t pushed it either. He knows he needs to earn it.

After settling into your side of the bed with your back to Will, you feel his arm snake around your waist and then pull you against his body. You stiffen for a moment. As much as you have missed your husband’s touch, you haven’t felt it in so long, it almost seems foreign. You allow him to cuddle with you but after a few moments, you feel his lips on your neck and his hand exploring your body. You immediately sit up.

“I’m sorry, I thought—“

“Will, just because I’m letting you sleep in the same bed again, it doesn’t mean I’m ready to be intimate again.”

You thought you were ready for things to get back to the way it used to but in this moment, you realize you’re not sure if that’ll ever be possible. You’re still hurt and the fact he thinks he can just ask for sex like nothing happened infuriates you.

“I’m so sorry. I assumed. I’ll back off until you’re ready,” Will says, scooting back to his side, putting some distance between the two of you.

“I just want to make love to my wife,” he adds quietly with sad eyes. “I miss you. And I don’t just mean the sex.”

“No, I’m sorry. I don’t even know if I’ll ever be ready. I’m… I just still get so angry every time I think about you and...” You let out a heavy sigh trying to calm yourself down.

“Hey, you have nothing to be sorry about." Will sits up. "I’m the one who put us in this situation and the fact you’re giving me a chance to fix this, I’m already grateful. I don’t want to lose you and Lucy. I can’t. I promise I’ll do whatever it takes to make this work again."

"I... I don't know. Just thinking the what ifs, and worst case scenarios and losing you— hell, Lucy losing you. How am I supposed to explain to her that her father did something so selfish and stupid? I want things to be the way they used to be, but I don't know how or when, or even if it'll ever get close to it again." A tear falls down your cheek.

"I know," he nods.

"And I've spent so much time wondering what else you could’ve lied to me about," you add. “What else are you hiding.”

"I swear on my grandmother's grave, there is nothing else. I've never lied to you about anything else," he assures you. "Aside from the ice cream thing and maybe letting Lucy stay up past her bedtime a few times when I said I wouldn't," he adds with a tight-lipped smile, hoping to lighten up the mood, but your facial expression doesn't budge when you glare at him.

"I'm sorry, not the time for jokes," he says. "But I promise you, I'm not hiding anything else. I haven't hid anything else. You can check my phone, computer, iPad, everything--"

"I don't want to do that,” you cut him off. “I don't want to have to do that. If I do, then I don't want to do this anymore."

"What... what are you saying?" he asks, bracing himself.

"I want to trust you again and I am trying, but I don’t want it to have to come down to me constantly checking up on you. That’s not trust. That’s… “ you try to think of the word you’re looking for, “Babysitting."

”I… I don't know,” you shake your head and sigh.

Will watches you as you close your eyes and steady your breathing. You flinch and open your eyes when you feel his hand over yours.

"I promise this time, no more secrets. And I know my words may not hold any value right now, but I will show you that I am all in."

“Stop making promises if you don’t know you can keep them,” you shake your head. You look back at him with teary eyes as his thumb fingers your wedding ring which you've kept on this entire time throughout this whole mess. “Let’s just take this a day at a time, okay?”

“Okay. I can do that,” he nods, knowing his words definitely don’t mean anything if his actions don’t follow.

"It's getting late and I know you need your beauty sleep for your weekly Monday morning meeting tomorrow. I'm sorry for riling you up and making you cry," he says, and then cautiously reaches over to swipe his thumb under your eyes.

“And I’m sorry for…” he vaguely gestures his hands towards your body. “I won’t try that again, not unless you’re ready. I’m happy just being beside you. Can I give you a good night kiss?”

You look back at him for a moment, determining if you want one and then nod. He slowly leans in and plants a tender kiss on your cheek.

“Good night. I love you.” He settles himself back into bed and you do the same.

“Good night,” you finally say before closing your eyes. “I love you, too.”

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FOR HIS EYES ONLY !

synopsis - tr men reacting to you sendin’ them nudes

warnings - nsfw , nudes , fingering, moaning audios , mention of breeding, mention of bondage, toys ( dildo ) , mention or noncon recording, recording, use of ‘ baby & love ‘

☰ MIKEY

could give two fucks about you sending nudes.

when he do receive em’ usually don’t reply or anything ven open the message.

the days that he do reply just know one fucking thing, he’s needy and wants you as soon he lays his eyes on that video/ picture.

“ m-mikey! miss ya’! i miss ya” you moan as the pink silicone rub against your walls. it’s not the same. feeling the dildo inside you. your rather the real thing itself.

“ come home! come stuff me!” you whines. mikey’s eyes never left the screen. he’s glued to it. seeing the video of you stuffing you pussy with the toy, wishing it was him. it made his cock jump a bit.

but he can’t just leave everything to go fuck you— no no. he’s stuck in the boring ass meeting. he doesn’t even know what rindou and ran is rambling about. he doesn’t care what the next plan is. he wants you— he needs you. craves the feeling of you. wanna see his seed splurge out of your puffy pussy and you lay there fucked out, trying to regain your thoughts.

☰ RINDOU

absolutely loves it when you send him a video or audio.

if it’s just a plain picture he won’t give you what you want. will completely ignore you till he get something that has sound on.

audios > videos. i’m telling you he’s not all crazy for the visuals.

he keeps them in a file on his phone or computer. he listens to them to keep him motivated. kinda like a them motivational videos but instead of it being a long ass speech, it your moaning his name.

another boring day. hell the day ain’t even over yet. it’s barely start and rindou wants to be out of it. he wanna go home to you and cuddle up next to ya’. maybe eat you out once or twice just ‘cause.

now he’s missing you even more—fuck. not only he’s stuck in the rundown hell hole, not only he can’t see you— but the fucking reception is shit.

i know , i know, something that you’ll least expect for the rindou haitian to be worrying about. he’s scrambling around the place to simply get one damn bar. and when i tell you, the slightest sight if it he’s smiling so hard.

seeing not one, not two , but five messages from you. god he say just got so much better. after getting out of the most uncomfortable position, just get some damn service like jesus christ, he dashed back to his room grabbing his headphones. his day just got sm better.

☰ SHINICHIRO

you know when your ex be saying he still has that polaroid of your titties? that’s shin.

he’s a literally freak about your body so when he found out he could simply keep them in his phone he literally passed out.

lockscreen is a picture of your titties. ( waka and ben thinks it’s a random porn star. if then only knew…..)

videos ? doesn’t care for them. rather have a picture so his mind can wonder about that photo.

records yall everytime you’ll have sex. sometimes you don’t know and sometimes you do. shin is a huge pervert in disguise.

“ shin…. you don’t have to capture every moment you know “ you mumbled as you looked to the side in embarrassment. currently your boyfriend , soon to be ex at this point, is propping up his phone in just the right spot to record this special moment!

well special to him not you. it’s not like every time you have sex with shinichiro isnt special don’t get me wrong, it’s just of all times, you record it??

“ what’s wrong? cant i get just one video so i can watch when i miss you” he pouts. it’s hard to take him seriously, especially when both of you is butt ass naked.

“ i cant understand if it was just one video” you trialed as you wrapped the sheet around you, “ but it’s like every god damn time i ask you wanna record… it’s kinda concerning….”

he smacked his lips a bit as he sat beside you. grabbing the sheet and moving it to the side a bit he went goes in for a kiss. not matter how much you’re embarrassed by the fact he’s recording this, you give in. taking off the sheet you place your hand on his shoulder and locking lips with him.

you hand slowly trailed down his arm, then up all the way to his dark locks. guiding your down he left a trail of kiss from your lips, to your chin, to your necks sucking and leaving small nibbles on your neck you whimper a bit . you always loved the small things shinichiro did.

no matter what it was you loved it. it could be him pinching at your nipples or him licking the side of the face. whatever he did turned you on.

“ s-shin…” you whined a bit. gripping on the sheet a bit your looked down at him as she continued the trial of kisses.

“ so beautiful , my pretty baby…” he muttered before kissing your clit. “ gonna make ya’ feel so good baby”

☰ SANZU

loves them ALL. listen to me. ALL.

audios ? not on of his favorite but he’s not complaining. pictures ? god damn it make his eyes rolls. but videos…. videos have a special place in his hearts.

he literally shares all of them with his ‘friends’, by friends i mean all the bonten members.

needy. needy needy. you have to store videos for just in case he asking for more.

oh , and by the way, you don’t send them on your free will or when you feel like teasing him. no, no. sanzu ask for them. yep that right . well not ask…. more like demands — but says it’s him asking.

it has to be nasty. i mean like nasty…. like “ bae tie me up and say your gonna kill me but don’t then fuck me with a gun to my head” nasty.

everything is annoying. the sound of the clock. koko rambling about how the money use between the members. the sound of rin tapping his stupid ass pen against the surface of the table to keep him occupied. everything in this room is fucking annoying.

sanzu is just so ready to walk out of this room. he need to go out and get some air. but he knows he can’t do that. not only he’s in the middle of a damn meeting but his face is everywhere. and you’ll think i’m lying but it’s everywhere. how so? well one to many drinks and a fight in a bar should say a lot.

listen— sanzu isnt one to slip up. especially when it came to hiding his identity. that’s when he’s sober. high or drunk? you need to put him on a damn leash. he’s like a little kid in a candy store— alway, and i literally can’t stretch this out enough, always in so type of trouble.

but you know what’ll cheer him up? you . just a few pictures, maybe a video or two. it’ll make him not wanna bash everyone head in at this moment.

looking over he slip his phone out of his pocket making sure mikey doesn’t see. his fingers went to work on the screen as he typed out the few messages.

haru <3 : missin ya sm love

haru <3 : :(

haru <3 : can i get some ass pics?

haru <3 : a few videos of you getting off too?

haru <3 : they’ll cheer me up baby :D

god you have a love and hate relationship with this man. with a small sigh your got out your bed. you was already nearly naked. you had one of his hoodies on. doing a quick pose in the mirror , click click , boom ass pictures for him.

my baby -3- : *3 attachments*

my bay -3- : hope your day gets better haru <3

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