#sex cult au

[holylulusworld]

One Summer Night - Kinktober 13

Summary: You meet a charismatic man at the farmer’s market.

Pairing: Cult!Leader Thor Odinson x fem!Reader

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: seduction, desire, smut, unprotected sex, needy reader, public sex/kinda public claiming, voyeurism

Square 3 filled for @anyfandomangstbingo: Square 3: Cult AU

Kink: Sex Cult

Kinktober vs Flufftober 2023

The first time you saw him he walked through a field of yellow wildflowers. He looked like he was out of this world. Chest bare, barefoot and his shaggy hair blowing freely in the wind.

He looked up at the blue sky, and let the sun kiss his skin.

For a moment you watched the man until more people joined him.

Mostly women who looked like they were hypnotized by his beauty, or something else. You didn’t know. 

Eyes glued to the man you watched him run one hand over his naked chest while the other gently touched the flowers.

You dropped your gaze the moment his eyes found yours. He smiled and plugged a flower to tug it behind his ear.

It looked like he was watching you and your heart thundered in your chest. He walked toward you, as your feet felt like you were frozen to the ground.

The spell he held over you was broken when your aunt called your name and grabbed your arm. 

“Y/N, don’t you ever get involved with that…hippie. He’s no good and means trouble. Everyone knows he’s the leader of a sex cult or shit.”

“Sex cult?” you glanced at the beautiful man standing only a few feet away from you. He smirked and studied your face as your aunt tried to drag you away. “Stay away from my niece. You won’t get her too!”

He raised his hands in surrender, making things worse for you. Your eyes dropped to his abs, leading you down to the prominent erection he didn’t even try to hide.

“Little wildflower, if you are ever free of that woman, come see me,” he spoke to you. You shuddered and clutched your hands to your sides.

It felt like his words went straight to your heart, running through your body to reach a much lower region… 

“Y/A/N, it’s the farmer’s market, not an enemy base,” you rolled your eyes as your aunt scrunched up her nose. Unlike you, she never liked spending time at the farmer’s market. “How about I get everything we will need for the pie festival, and you can go home and rest?”

“My bench in the garden is waiting for me,” she considered your suggestion. Your aunt feels responsible for you, even though, you are an adult, and a grown woman. 

“Alright,” you clapped your hands. “I didn’t come here to spend my vacation with you to sit around and do nothing. Let me handle this.”

“Don’t stay here too long,” your aunt said. “Uh-and don’t talk to strangers. If that bastard shows up, ignore him. Do not get too close to him. He comes here every summer, looking for God knows what.”

“Auntie,” you sighed but smiled at her. “I’m a grown woman, you know.”

“You’re still the little girl I raised,” she tutted and patted your cheek. “Stay out of trouble, young lady.”

You grinned. She won’t ever change, and you love her for it.

“Wildflower,” you felt his presence before you heard his voice call for you. The man in the wildflower field suddenly stood right in front of you. 

That day, he was wearing an unbuttoned button-up shirt. He was still barefoot and looked like the hippie your aunt called him, but you’d call the shirt progress.

“Mr.,” frowning you realized you didn’t know his name. “Sorry, I don’t know your name,” feeling your cheeks heat up you let him take your hand to press a soft kiss to your knuckles.

That feeling overwhelmed you once again. This time it went straight to your lower half, making you soak your panties.

“Names are only...,” he cupped your chin to tilt your head, humming as your eyes fluttered shut, “for the people with no fantasy. You can call me anything you want to.”

“I prefer a name,” you murmured but allowed him to stroke your cheek with his knuckles. “Please…”

“Thor, little wildflower. That’s the name the immortals gave me when they created me to bring sun, love, and new life to this world.”

You giggled at his words. Your aunt was right. Thor did sound like the leader of some cult. But this didn’t stop you from dreaming of offering your body and soul to this man.

“My name is Y/N.”

“No. Your name is Sif, my Goddess and future mother of my children. We will bring love and hope to this rotten world, my little wildflower.”

“No…I’m Y/N.” You tried to open your eyes, but it was so hard to fight the warmth on your cheek from his hand.

“You are my fate,” he murmured as he dipped his head to press his lips to yours. Your eyes snapped open, and you wrapped your arms around his neck, almost pouncing on Thor to taste more of him. “Come with me and meet my companions. They can hardly wait to get to know you.”

“I can’t,” you whispered. “My aunt is waiting for me.” You looked up to Thor, the personalized sin. “She warned me to get involved with you.”

“Of course, she did,” he purred against your lips. “You’ll come to me, sooner than later. I’ve chosen you to become my mate for the coming eons…”

“Y/N, what’s wrong with you today?” Your aunt watched you poke the pie on your plate. “Are you not hungry? Do you want to go home?”

“Did you ever feel deeply for a person you just met?” You glanced at your aunt before dropping your eyes to your hands. “With your heart, body, and soul?”

“What did that man do to you?” She shook her head. “Please don’t tell me you fell for him too. He ruined so many girls. Every summer he comes over to our little town like a force of nature. He seduces women here and there only to disappear until the next summer.”

“He didn’t do a thing. We didn’t do a thing,” you spluttered. “I was wondering if you felt like this too when you were younger. He means trouble, so much I know. But I can’t help it. I’m drawn to him.”

You met Thor again only a few days later. This time he came to your aunt’s garden and talked you into following him to the wildflower field.

Walking next to him, fingertips touching the yellow wildflowers you tried not to think too much.

“Come with me. The moon is right,” he said, grabbing your hand to guide you toward a secret place.  A spot you never set foot in before.

Thor led you toward a wild of pink orchids, protected by large oaks. 

In the middle of the field stood a statue. It looked like a God. Its right arm stretched towards heaven, the other one holding a large hammer. 

“Where are we?” you whispered as his companions stepped toward the statue. They all kneeled and placed a pink orchid to the statue’s feet, mumbling words you didn’t understand. “Thor, what are they doing?”

Your eyes grew wide when the women and men stripped each other bare. “Just watch my little wildflower. And if you are ready, we will join them.”

Gasping you had to watch them all gather around the statue. This time they didn’t pray. This time they start to chant a name and move their body to music only they seem to hear. It was beautiful and terrifying at the same time how they chanted themselves into a trance-like status.

For a moment, it seemed like the statue smiled down at you. You blinked a few times to be sure you didn’t imagine things but its face remained stoic.

“What are they doing?” 

“They call for me, my wildflower. They want us to unite to bring eternal summer, love, and fertility back to this town,” he wrapped his arms around you. “Give yourself to me.”

“Give myself to you.” 

He started to sway to music you couldn’t hear, but your body moved on its own. You let him slide the straps of your dress down. It fell to the ground, but you didn’t care.

“You’re meant to be mine,” he whispered in your ear while guiding your body, making you dance with him. “You’re going to be mine forever.”

The people turned their attention toward you and Thor. They cheered him on as he slid your panties down and ripped your bra off of your chest. 

“Look at my bride,” he shouted out a victory cry. “She’s going to be my mate.”

You felt like you were lost in limbo, his arms the only anchor keeping you in this world. He picked you up, carrying you toward the statue.

You’re not sure it happened, but the flowers seemed to form a bed. Thor placed you on the flowers and spread your legs. 

You heard gasps and chants but all you could focus on was Thor taking off his clothes. He looked down at you, nodding in approval when you spread your legs.

His blue eyes seemed to sparkle when he laid with you. He took his rightful place between your thighs, claiming what he told you was his all along.

Thor sank into you, inch per glorious inch. He whispered gentle words, but his hands roughly pinned your wrist down, keeping you immobile as he started to move inside of you.

“All-father, watch me claim my bride,” he chanted while his hips mercilessly crashed into yours. You were writhing underneath him, crying at the intense pleasure he forced you to endure. “She’s my goddess. Give me your blessings.”

Lightning hit the ground right next to your head, but you didn’t care. Your body craved something more than survival.

“Thor,” you began to meet his thrusts, encouraging him to take you harder. “More…deeper…I’m yours.”

“Thor, our god.” The crowd began to chant. They kneeled next to you, watching you and Thor unite. “Give her your seed.”

Thor gripped your thighs, spreading you wider to watch his cock slide in and out of your dripping cunt. He growled like a feral animal.

“Have my seed, my little wildflower,” his features softened, and he released your wrist, allowing you to touch him. “Cum for me. I want to feel your pleasure.”

“Oh…I’m gonna cum,” your hands move to his back to hold tight onto Thor. 

His warmth filled you, but he didn’t let up. Thor pushed into you, over and over again until you tightened around him. 

Your eyes sparkled, and your skin began to glow. It felt like your body wasn’t yours any longer. Thor now owned it, but you didn’t mind.

“Watch my goddess transform into her true form.”

He slipped out of you, smiling down at your trembling body. 

“All-father, give her your blessing,” he chanted as another lightning hit the ground next to you. You felt like you began to float, and maybe you did.

You still don’t know. 

Blinding light covered your whole body and wrapped you in its warmth until you felt nothing but love.

You sank back down on the bed of pink orchids, eyes fluttering shut.  

“Yes. All-father.” Thor chanted even harder. “Please allow me to make her mine completely...”

That’s how you became the goddess of fertility, ruling this world alongside your lover. Thor, God of love, thunder, and summer.

From that night on, you walked this world with your mate, bringing summer, love, and fertility to the people.

Tags in reblog.

#thor odinson #thor odinson au #anyfandomangstbingo #thor odinson x reader #thor odinson x you #sex cult au #smut #thor odinson smut #thor odinson x y/n #thor x reader #thor x you #kinktober vs flufftober 2023 #One Summer Night - Kinktober 13

[bubleeblue6]

Part 2 coming hihihi

2 DAYS!!!!!

#cult of the lamb #digital painting #cotl au #cotl the one who waits #digital illustration #among us #narilamb #painting #narinder x lamb #sex update #sins of the flesh!!!! #2 days!!!! #comic #the tent

[arizaluca]

Was making refs for these two and... Idk I think I'm more of a furry than I originally thought...

#cotl #cult of the lamb #cotl narinder #cotl au #cotl lamb #black sheep au #cotl art #cotl fanart #nudity #cotl sex update

[auspicioustidings]

Lost Boys Part 5

Summary: Preacher gets needy and Alejandro offers his help.

If you're new here this is my very self-indulgent Lost Boys AU with CoD characters fic. It's all very dark and broody and everyone is looking to bang the mc :)

Words: 1.7k

CW: Smut, dubcon

Preacher threw herself hard into work. She had to really because anytime she let her mind drift she could hear Rudy’s words in her ear, feel König's hard length at her stomach, fucking taste Johnny. Had it been that long since she had been laid that one good fuck had turned her into a mess? Well it was possible, her last 6 months on Coney Island anyone she flirted with seemed to back off before it went anywhere. Keegan had been sympathetic at least, well as sympathetic as she could ever expect from him. Here meaning he told her he'd get her off if she begged real pretty. She had told him to fuck off, although if she had stayed there much longer she suspected he might have gotten what he wanted. 

What she needed she thought was a non-threatening casual fuck buddy to get over it. Maybe. Best to hold off and see if she could fix this little problem herself first. Right now that meant focusing on work until she could sneak away on her break and relieve some tension in the nearest dinghy bathroom. 

So that is what she did. She taught kids how to catch the brass rings for a free ride ticket, she held back a laugh at a teenage boy's attempt to flirt with her after his friends had goaded him into it, she was all in all a model employee who bantered away with customers. And then Alex popped in to give her a 15 minute break and she mumbled a thank you and excused herself to the bathroom.

It wasn't the worst bathroom she had ever been in to be totally fair, but it was pretty dire. Three stalls, all empty because she imagined people would rather just eat at one of the restaurants further down the boardwalk to have access to a clean and decent bathroom. Suited her just fine, meant she could lock herself into the stall that seemed least like a biohazard and lean her head against the coolness of the door while a hand snaked under the waistband of her jeans to slide experimentally against her clit.

Already she was sighing in relief, knowing that this was going to get rid of that roiling tension that had been just under the surface the whole morning after Rudy had whispered those words to her. Probably wouldn't be the best orgasm in the world, but sometimes quick and dirty was what needed to be done and she closed her eyes, one forearm bracing above her head, and went to work. 

It was frustrating to have to pause when the door clicked open, but she'd just wait out whoever had the bad taste to come into this awful bathroom. The light rap on her stall door made her jump given that her head was pressing right against the thing.

“Occupied.”

“Oh chiquita I know, let me help.”

Jesus fucking Christ. That was Alejandro, that older surfer from the other day. She panicked, removing her hand even though he could probably here the scrape of her skin against the waistband and trying to get herself together.

“Sorry, what?” 

“Open up.”

OK, surely he wasn't offering to… what the hell else would ‘let me help’ mean in this context though? But then how had he even known she was in here touching herself? That did get her to open the door, intent on getting a damn answer.

“Were you following me?”

Alejandro took her in, from dishevelled appearance to fiery eyes to flushed skin. When Rudy had all but promised him she wouldn't be able to survive her whole shift without some form of relief he had been only too delighted to thank him properly for that and then lie in wait.

It wasn't a full Sirens song that had her like this, no if Rudy had went full throttle she would already be naked on the beach begging them to take her. Just a little taste of it, just enough to have her needy but still in her right mind. If he was going to have this woman insane and begging it would be because she was desperate for him all on her own, not because he had her in his control from a song.

“Ah you looked uncomfortable chiquita, just being a good citizen and checking in no?”

God his stupid lopsided grin was so charming. He was blocking the stall doorway, leaning an arm on one side and towering over her. Fuck she was horny.

“As you can see I am just fine, but thanks for the concern” she replied through gritted teeth, desperate to get back to what she was doing and just bloody finish. 

“Let me eat you out.”

Her cunt clenched almost fucking painfully around nothing.

“Oh my God.”

“Use your words properly, say yes.”

As if she could say anything else when her entire body was on fire from even the idea of it and he was in her space smelling of the ocean and looking at her without even attempting to hide how much he wanted her.

“Yes.”

Alejandro did not waste time. He didn't even close the stall door, he just went straight to his knees and all but ripped her jeans and panties down so he could stuff his mouth onto her cunt like he was starved for it. 

“Fuck! Wait I- fuck it's too much” she hissed, one hand gripping for dear life on the top of the door and the other in his hair trying to pull him away so she could breathe. 

He looked up at her and she swore his eyes were fully black, just a trick of the light, must be. He looked almost pissed off that she was trying to get him to slow the fuck down.

“Take it. Take it and thank me” he said, syrupy and deep, before stuffing his tongue right into her, nose bumping her clit and making her choke on her attempts to not scream.

It was so intense, fuck he was so intense. His tongue was precise, singularly focused on what most made the air punch out of her lungs in almost pained gasps. Whenever she got used to him fucking her with his tongue and caught her breath he would move to lap at her clit, whenever she finally managed to breathe through that he would suck hard on it. It was a decadent sort of torture. 

She was rutting into his face embarrassingly quickly, desperate for release and being kept right on the edge. It was as if he was deliberately… oh for fake sake. She knew what he wanted from her and she wasn't happy about it, but she was going to fucking die if he didn't make her cum.

“Thank you” she all but spat at him.

Then and only then did he finally use the flat of his tongue to lick fully from her entrance to her clit before expertly swirling the tip where she needed it, sending her tumbling into an orgasm that had been ripped out of her with such intent it caused her knees to buckle. 

He was unnaturally quick and strong, grabbing her legs to settle them on his shoulders and bracing one hand at her back so he could taste her pleasure even when she was boneless, not willing to move away just yet. 

Fuck he was good, inhumanly good. Maybe he would work as a casual fuck buddy. Christ if this was just his tongue she could already imagine what he could do with his fingers, what he could do with his cock. When she finally got her legs about her again she groaned gently taking her own weight and pushing his head away from her. He went this time, leaning back on his feet and looking up at her in a pose that was just so incredibly debauched, especially since she could see his cock hard through his tight wetsuit leggings.

“That was… fuck me you are good at this. Thanks. Do you need me to…?"

“I will chiquita, but as much as I'd love to do it now so Alex can hear how you whine for me and report back to his masters, he's waiting on you to go back to work no?”

Preacher was not one to be embarrassed about sex, hell she quite enjoyed a bit of voyeurism. She really probably enjoyed a bit of everything. But following Alejandro’s eyeline to see Alex, her fucking boss, leaning casually against the main door watching the exchange, was making all the blood rush straight to her face. 

“Shit” she yelped, pulling her panties and jeans back on properly and trying to fix herself to not look like an absolute slut who had been getting head in a dirty bathroom during her break. 

“Fifteen minutes is up, back to it Preacher” he said, casually as if this was a normal situation.

Preacher tripped her way past a still kneeling Alejandro, looking back at him in a sort of questioning apology. He only grinned that fucking lopsided grin that made her want to get fucked right on this filthy floor.

“I- sorry, I need to go.”

“I know chiquita, Keller will keep me company no?”

Jesus fucking Christ. She slipped out past Alex, trying to ignore the stirrings of her arousal wanting to flare back to life when he bunched a hand in her hair as she passed to hold her there for a moment so he could shove his tongue down her throat with absolutely no warning, quick and sloppy, before letting her go and walking toward Alejandro. 

Fuck. She got out of that stupid bathroom and back to work, absolutely point blank refusing to even consider that the two of them might be… was everyone here? Was this some sort of poly sex cult boardwalk? Alex had warned her off of everyone but the 141 but had watched her getting her mind blown by one of the surfers and did nothing to stop it. He might be getting his own mind blown right now.

And that was frankly none of her business she decided, stubbornly stretching out her muscles and climbing back onto the carousel for the rest of her shift. 

#mhairiwrites #cod au #alejandro vargas #alejandro vargas x reader #alex keller #alex keller x reader #dunno what to tell you this is my feral little AU and if I want it to be a big poly sex cult then so be it #although for real I think Ale and Alex just fought about Preacher for a while #honestly no clue if they are fucking

[gideonisms]

I think I actually just need to be insane about something and then it will be fine. Y'all should see the fic I have planned AFTER the ballet au finishes because it goes so hard

#it's like a grocery store au + small town sff + spies from different cults try to seduce each other #it will definitely be the most ambitious thing i've tried to write because i like know how the narrative framing needs to work but #it will be hard to pull it off #abi one might say please put some effort into the second most ambitious thing you've tried to write #(a lot of sex) #not to worry chapters 4 & 5 are forthcoming depending on how anxious i get about the general dumpster fire i'm in it's fine #omg i hope i can finish all this before atn comes out because then i'll have to add new characters and i don't have room for any #i'm already sad there's not really time for pash if we stick to the outline of the ballet au :/ tragic!!

[threadsun]

Fuck it, here it is. God I hope this is ok ^^; Also it's long as shit, don't ask me how, it just happened

One fateful night long after dinner you find yourself hungry again so you decide to head to your kitchen to grab a snack and to see what all the clinking and banging has been about. You’re used to it of course. Anytime Rory comes over he leaves your kitchen in a bit of a mess, but he makes up for it by giving you as much of whatever he made the mess by making, and the offer to fuck on the counter top which you only occasionally take him up on

Rounding into the kitchen you do see Rory and two more faces you didn’t expect. Nick and Bo are both hanging out with Rory as he decorates a tray of brownies, only one dessert among the small bakery he’s turned your kitchen into. Really you shouldn’t be surprised to see them, the only time Bo doesn’t cling to your side is when Nick comes over. You ask them what occasion all these treats are for, Nick and Rory pause but Bo doesn’t hesitate “We’re gonna get high!” You look around you and ask if all the treats are edibles “Oh, god no, only the brownies are, everything else is for the munchies” Nick explains, fiddling with one of his necklaces as he speaks

You tell them that’s fine, though you’d like some warning the next time they use your place to get high "Of course your grace, thank you for being so understanding" Nick gives you a little bow as Rory giggles "Oh, please have mercy on us your grace!" Rory dips his voice down as low as it can go to try and tease Nick "Lighten up, there's no need to be so formal around someone you've dicked down before hun" Nick just rolls his eyes "Rory, I'm a sex worker, my default for people I dick down is formal" "And that's why you're boring" Nick opens his mouth to defend himself but closes it just as quick, knowing there would be no end to that back and forth

“Did you need something?” You look down to see Bo on his knees, nuzzling his face into your outer thigh. It took you a while to realize that this was just how he shows affection and not him trying to get in your pants. About as long as it took Bo to feel comfortable yanking your pants down whenever he wanted to taste you. It took quite a bit of training but he asks permission first and doesn’t do it in public anymore, and he’s always stopped when you told him to. You tell him you were just here for a snack “Oh, ok!...you wanna get high with us?"

And now you’re here, all four of you high on Rory’s brownies and vibing in your living room. It’s cozy as shit too, there’s blankets and pillows everywhere, there’s a little pillow fort made from the couch cushions that Bo has claimed as his doggy domain, it’s great “How many of these cake pops do you think I could swallow whole?” You tell Bo to not even think about it “Probably like…ten?” You ask Rory to stop encouraging him. Nick chuckles as you tell them off, his cute laugh a bit too far away for your liking. Unlike the other two who are pressed up against you as close as humanly possible Nick has chosen to keep his distance, just observing like he always does

Rory sits up slightly to grab a treat from your coffee table and holds it up to your face “A cupcake for my cupcake? WoOoOoOoOah” His hand “slips” causing the tiniest dot of frostion to land on your cheek “Oh nooooooooo, sugar, I’m so sorry. Here, I’ll clean you up” Before you can respond Rory starts to kiss and lick the frosting off your cheek “Wait, we get to lick you? Awesome!” Bo starts to lick your cheek as well

You feel Rory’s hand on your stomach, his thumb lazily rubbing your sensitive skin through your shirt. A small whimper escapes you as Rory trails his kisses down to your neck, his hand slowly creeping up your shirt. Bo’s ears twitch when he hears you and before you can even begin to piece together what’s happening he’s kissing you. You start to squirm, everything is so much more sensitive right now and it takes everything you have not to turn into a moaning mess at their light touches

Nick gets up from his chair and walks over to you, lightly grabbing Rory and Bo’s shoulders to make them give you a little space “Hey, you ok? If you want things to continue you’ll have to tell me, I don’t leave shit to interpretation, especially when you already look so fucked out” Everything happend so fast, everything felt like so much, but you liked it, you really fucking liked it. You tell him you want to keep going, and ask him to join in too, looking down to see how his cock strains against his denim. Rory doesn’t hesitate reaching up your shirt to play with your nipples. Your chest arches into his touch, moaning as he gropes your chest

Bo takes Rory’s place at your neck but quickly pulls your shirt to the side to reach your shoulder. They’re not allowed to mark your neck but anywhere else is fair game, and you can’t help but love your little rule as Bo takes to sucking hickeys into your shoulder. Rory takes advantage of your moaning to slip his tongue into your mouth, the taste of pure sugar coating your throat as he shoves his tongue as deep as it’ll go “Make sure to let them breathe Rory, you remember your safeword, right baby?” Rory parts from you just far enough so you can answer, you tell Nick your safeword to show you remember it before dragging Rory back into another kiss

Nick chuckles at your eagerness but something tells you he’s fairly eager himself as his fingers slide across your waistband. Your hips buck on their own, so desperate for his touch already. You’ve never felt this needy before, it’s like your lust is running through your veins, running down to the tips of your fingers. You could swear you feel it in your hair but on second thought you don’t think you have nerves in there. Nick tuts at you “I need to hear you baby” You pull away from Rory and beg him to touch you, telling him you need his long fingers in your pussy, and just how good you’ll be for all of them

“Let me do it! Oh, please master, let me eat you out, promise I’ll be gentle” You don’t trust Bo for a second, but the thought of him burying that long tongue inside you makes you throw your caution to the wind “Thank you! Thank you thank you thank you” Bo demonstrates just how gentle he’ll be with you by ripping your sweats to shreds. He does make sure to take off your panties with care since they belong to Nick, handing them to him before settling in between your legs. You tell him to leave it, taking in how cute he looks holding himself back like this. His pupils are wide and there’s a line of drool dripping down his chin at the sight of your slick cunt

You tell him to go on, he doesn’t hesitate, burying his face into you. His nose bumps into your clit making your hand fly down and grip the back of his hair. He whimpers into your pussy as he eats you out like a man starved. Nick moves behind you and you hear the familiar click of his lube opening “Think I can open you up back here? I’d hate for any of your slutty holes to feel left out” You mumble out a yes as Rory makes out with you, his fingers abusing your sensitive chest along with Bo hitting spots that just shouldn’t be possible for a tongue bringing you up to the edge. You try to warn Bo by tugging on his hair but it only seems to encourage him, his tongue focusing on your g spot. Once you feel Nick’s finger slide into your ass it’s all over, your first orgasm of the night rolling through you in waves

“That’s it, just let yourself give into it. Doing so good for us baby” Nick’s voice in your ear brings you back to the surface just enough to let the overstimulation kick in. Bo drinks up every ounce of cum your body gives him before working on getting you to make more for him while Nick adds another finger into your ass. Rory finally gives you a chance to breathe as he helps you take off your shirt, latching his mouth onto your overly sensitive nipple. You start to squirm and writhe, everything is just so much, so good

“Color?” You manage to tell Nick green between your moans. It feels like you’re losing control of your own body, your hips bucking back and forth, not knowing what sensation you want more of, just knowing you need more. Bo makes the decision for you, grabbing your thighs to keep you in place while he fucks you on his tongue. You can see Bo’s hips twitch with every moan that escapes you, clearly trying to be good and save all his cum for you. You call out to Bo, asking him if he’d like to fuck you now. He mumbles his answer and thanks into your pussy before he rips himself away from it

He almost rips his clothes like he did yours before remembering your complaints about having to buy him new ones after every time you fuck. He fumbles with his pants a bit before remembering how the buttons work, stripping down completely before grabbing your thighs and lining up with your sweet pussy “Please, please may I fuck you master? Please, let me make you feel good, wanna be your good boy, please let me be good” You give Bo the go ahead and you wish you had the whine he lets out as he thrusts into you on tape

Bo growls as he forces himself to slow down, not wanting to hurt you with his knot. His fingers dig into your thighs hard enough you’re sure they’ll bruise but you’re far too lost in your own pleasure to give a fuck about tomorrow. Bo finally bottoms out into you, moaning your name as he cums, his warm release pushing you over the edge again as well. Bo can’t thrust into you very far with his knot in you but he makes up for it with how his hips smack against your clit “Fuck, color baby?” Nick’s panting now, his hard lubed up cock sliding against your ass

You stutter out green before he thrusts into you. Nick always does such a good job prepping you, sliding balls deep into you so easily. Nick leans his head over your shoulder as he thrusts into you, his head butting lightly against Bo’s. Bo takes Nick by the back of the head, bringing him into a sloppy kiss beside you as they pound into you. Rory’s fingers tilt your head up and to the side to look at him. You’re not sure when he got naked but he sure is now, his leaking dick inches away from your mouth. You don’t hesitate, opening your mouth and sticking your tongue out as an invitation

“Aww, you’re so sweet sugar~” Rory slowly slides into your mouth, his hand weaving into your hair to keep himself steady “There you go sweetheart~ Oooh, such a good fuck toy for us~” Rory keeps his hips still, letting you try to suck him off, groaning as your moans send vibrations down his cock. He knows you’re already too fuck drunk to give any good head yourself, he just finds seeing you struggle like this adorable. His grip on your hair tightens slightly as he starts to slowly slide across your tongue

You feel so full, all of your holes being filled at once was something you never knew you needed until now. It’s so overwhelming, it’s just so much, and it’s all so fucking good. You lose track of how many times you cum, only aware of how much cum your boyfriends are fucking into you. Bo can’t speak anymore, only letting out whines and growls as he keeps filling you up, not a drop being wasted as his knot keeps it all inside you. Nick cums for you twice, staying inside you to keep you nice and full. Rory’s lackadaisical pace finally works him up enough to cum on your tongue, you’re only just lucid enough to not swallow it like he tells you to

Rory shakily gets down on his knees and shoves his tongue into your mouth, savoring the flavor of his cum on your lips before telling you to swallow. Bo ruts into you just a few more times before pumping you full of his last load, collapsing on top of you and Nick. You’re all panting in a big pile on the blanketed floor, enjoying your afterglow together. Rory reaches over to the coffee table and grabs two conveniently placed water bottles. You ask him if he planned this, he just chuckles

“Planned what? Three horny guys fucking their partner once their inhabitions dropped? No, I didn’t have to plan that sweetheart. Open for me?” You open your mouth to let him pour some water onto your tongue, it’s refreshingly cool after being trapped between three hot men for…who knows how long that was. With how you feel you’d think the sun would be up by now, but the sky outside your windows is just as dark as it was when you started. Rory dishes out water to everyone except Bo who is happily passed out on your chest

Nick starts to massage your neck, making sure it isn’t too sore after being at such an odd angle for so long “You did so well for us baby” Nick leans his head to give you a kiss on the cheek “So good, did such a good job honey” Rory gives you a soft peck on the lips before nuzzling your noses “Now, is there anything else you’d like sugar?” Your stomach growls and you ask if he still has that cupcake lying around

👀🥵😳oughhhhhhh this is so good!!!! I love how good Nick is about making sure there's consent, and how silly Rory is about the whole thing, and Bo's eagerness!!!! Also you can tell how into each other Bo and Nick are, and it's sooooo sweet 🥺

#sunshine #cult town au #I am blushing sooooo much this is so good!!!!! #three men and three holes it works out so well :3c #also god yeah the formality around sex when you're a sex worker is so real ��

[nerves-nebula]

philip wittebane probably runs some kind of human trafficking ring in my cult au. cult leaders just tend to do that sort of thing irl.

#nnstuff #rambling #human trafficking tw #kidnapped caleb au #toh #the owl house #philip wittebane #for clarity im thinking like a labor trafficking thing for the most part #not necessarily a sex thing #though if we're honest it can be both :/ #cult tw

[britcision]

So my partner @ekwolfwood got me into Dragon Age Inquisition

I warned you I would become something terrible

SO HERE HAVE A FICLET FROM THE FOUR HERALDS AU IN WHICH TIME MAGIC FUCKERY HAS CAUSED THERE TO BE FOUR HERALDS OF ANDRASTE INSTEAD OF ONE

(It’s fine they unionized early the plot relevant parts are in progress)

Today’s bullshit featuring the talents of:

Corin Cadash - Carta blacksmith sent to the Conclave because the actual smuggler and spy got sick and literally no one else was available, as discrete and stealthy as a bag of loose bells (they/them Problem On Purpose )

Lluciano Lavellan - Dalish rogue and spy sent to the Conclave because in his heart he is a fucking golden retriever and outsiders are suckers for his big puppy eyes (he/him omnisexual disaster)

(Do you see the pattern? Good cuz the other two are Tavi Adaar and Séamus Trevelyan)

——————

Herbs

No one had specifically mentioned what species the healer in Redcliffe was, and Cadash hadn’t expected it to matter this far into the chaos.

The exhausted elf tucking herself back into a corner did not agree. Lavellan did most of the talking, since he was the nice one.

He’d had a bug in his ass since someone had mentioned needing a healer down at the crossroads, and someone else mentioned there was one here, in Redcliffe.

One healer for two settlements was a guaranteed shit show either way, but at least Redcliffe was still tucked in the woods. And apparently not treating one of their most valuable citizens well.

“Look, I don’t care,” the healer finally cut Lluciano off, raising a hand. “The people here barely tolerate me as it is, and that only because their human healer is dead. I’m not looking for a new place to be called a knife-ear.”

Lavellan’s earnest, hopeful smile crumpled almost at once, and Cadash was just glad they hadn’t brought Solas along for this trip. He always seemed to know just what to say to upset vulnerable elves.

They’d heard the derogatory words humans used for elves, dwarves, qunari for as long as they’d known humans. Hell, the Inquisition was the longest they’d gone in their life without hearing most of them.

Lavellan though… well, Lluciano Lavellan hadn’t had much to do with humans until he’d been sent to spy on the Conclave. The fact that even he clearly knew the word was… telling.

“Look,” Corin cut in, stepping forward neatly to dodge Cassandra reaching for their shoulder. Probably specifically to prevent this.

They might not be the most tactful member of the Inquisition, but sometimes straight talk helped.

“Times are shit and you’re a healer. No matter what blood you’ve got in you, it’s worth more than gold right now. You’re under personal protection of the Heralds and if anyone says one word to you at the crossroads, I’ll walk you to Haven myself and let them remember how well their bullshit treats their wounds.”

As far as they were concerned, anyone stupid enough to buy into any of this speciesist crap deserved whatever joys it brought them.

Cassandra subsided back, her lips pressed together in a tight line. The elven healer didn’t look convinced either, though something like a smile danced on her lips.

Lavellan stepped forward again, his hand coming up to hover between them, an offer for her to reach out.

“These are strange times,” he agreed with a slight nod to Corin, “but there is a lot all of us can do to help. I know I’ve been hearing it less than I thought I would. Perhaps this is how we change things?”

The healer hesitated for a moment longer, her gaze flicking from Lavellan to Cassandra, to Cadash and to the Iron Bull. Always back to Lluciano.

Finally she sighed and nodded, glancing around the small house.

“Alright. I suppose I’ll be safer with the Inquisition soldiers around than I am here anyway. But there are some things I’ll need first, for my patients here. I can’t just leave them,” she added, sounding almost bitter.

A damn good healer then. Cadash nodded as Lavellan happily stepped back, all adorable and flushed with success.

“Sure. What do you need?” They could probably find it while she packed, solve the whole thing, bring the healer to the crossroads themselves on their way back to Haven.

It’d give Corin a chance to impress their personal opinion on Corporal Vale. While dropping off some of the other supplies they’d grabbed. Carrot and stick and all.

“Just some herbs,” the healer explained, already turning to the shelf behind her to pick through what she could carry, “elfroot and spindleweed.”

And it meant she just so happened to be looking the other way when Lavellan lit up like a little sunbeam, practically bouncing on the spot in excitement.

And all four of his companions groaning loudly, though the noise grabbed her attention at once.

“I can help!” Lluciano told the now puzzled healer enthusiastically, already digging into his pack.

Varric sighed heavily and leaned back against the wall. Unlike Cadash, he didn’t always bother pushing through the taller people. He didn’t need to to be heard.

“Lavellan picked every elfroot in the Hinterlands on our way here,” he explained dryly while Lavellan pushed his pack into Iron Bull’s hands so he could root in to the shoulder.

How the damn herbs slipped from the top when he’d been grabbing them half an hour ago at most was beyond Cadash. But Lavellan did like when the Iron Bull flexed his muscles.

The healer looked like she was torn between laughing and shock, her mouth opening and closing until she finally settled into a startled laugh when Lluciano dropped double fistfuls of herbs into her arms.

“Is that all? Are there any other herbs you’ll need?” He asked hopefully, looking for all the world like an excited puppy.

The poor healer just stared at him for a moment, her mouth opening and closing.

By the door, Varric snickered.

“We’ve travelled from the Storm Coast to Val Royeaux, and the Herald’s picked every damn plant that even might be useful. Anything you need is in that bag,” he added with a nod to the Iron Bull.

“And the other one hauling every damn scrap of iron and serpentstone out of the rocks,” Iron Bull grumbled good naturedly, because he was a traitor.

Cadash huffed, settling their heavy and clinking pack more comfortably over their back brace.

“And here was me, about to measure you for some nice new gauntlets. I suppose I can put it all back,” they said archly.

Bull chuckled and shook his head, still holding Lavellan’s pack even as he bounced in place, waiting for the healer’s next request.

“Point taken, Cadash,” he said simply, and Cassandra huffed an exasperated laugh.

“Yes, well… that is one more thing we can promise you with the Inquisition,” she told the healer, her usual stiff formality cracking with the release of tension, “the Heralds will personally ensure that you want for nothing that could be foraged from the hills.”

Cadash narrowed their eyes as the healer fell back into shaky giggles.

“Was that sarcasm, Cassandra? Did you forage sarcasm in the Hinterland hills?” They asked mock suspiciously, grinning in triumph when Cassandra rolled her eyes at them.

“It was the only thing in abundance with you, Lavellan, and Varric that was not already snatched up,” she said simply.

The healer shook her head, tension slipping from her shoulders as she gave Lluciano a proper smile.

“Thank you… yes, there are a few other herbs I need, and then I can go. I suppose the Inquisition forces at the crossroads will have an easier time with the supplies I need.” She didn’t sound like she quite believed what was happening.

That was pretty much the normal reaction to a visit from the Heralds though, so she would find herself in good company at the crossroads.

Lluciano dived straight back into his pack, pulling out his various bundles and sorting them as the healer listed the different herbs she needed.

Nothing he didn’t already have in abundance either, as he happily dug through his bulging pack.

The Iron Bull just held it out for him, watching with a fond amusement that was just fucking adorable while Lavellan rooted around, chatting cheerfully about the different herbs and where he’d found each damned leaf.

So what if it was cute. Lluciano was always cute, it was like a fucking curse. Cute, weak ankles, prone to jumping or falling off things.

Catching Varric’s eye, Cadash nodded to the door and the two dwarves slipped outside. Cassandra followed, leaving the elves to their talk.

“It’s about time we headed back to the crossroads,” Corin mused, glancing up at the sky and frowning.

There was a lot that was wrong in Redcliffe, a lot that didn’t make sense and what did was absolutely not good.

Though they were pretty sure Vivienne was going to get a real kick out of what Fiona might have gotten herself into. And how many of the other mages were not on board.

A smile tugging at their lips, Corin stuffed their hands in their pockets. They could see it already; Vivienne’s smug smile, her plans to use the other mages’ discontent.

The complete unawareness that she could have probably actually done something useful for them before joining the Inquisition.

The fact that she could probably gain something by listening to them now. Learn something about the world beyond her circles.

Nope, Vivienne was going to thoroughly enjoy someone else’s plan failing, and Cadash would enjoy watching her try to weave it into all her own plans, blissfully unaware that the discontented mages wouldn’t follow her either.

Sure, a couple wanted to go back to circle life. But those outside, who saw more of the world, would be much less likely to fold themselves in under Vivienne’s plans.

Those now talking to all the other mages who had been pushed to breaking, who’d been living together, hearing their concerns.

They still wanted to reform the circles instead of burning the system down, sure, but that was all part of the system too. And when Vivienne failed to make any of the substantial changes, they’d decide it was because she was wrong.

Not that the system had been designed from the start with all of them in mind, and had channels to turn those who wanted to change the system from within into its strongest supporters.

It was a depressing ass pipeline, but Vivienne was a very intelligent woman. There was a chance she’d work it out before it was too late, if the Inquisition kept the circles empty long enough.

And if she hung around more templars, and mages whose towers were made of something less glamorous than her own.

And if that meant Vivienne travelling back to Redcliffe with them, if only to be smug at Fiona in person? It’d be good for her to spend some time with her feet in the mud.

She could join them all following Lavellan up and down every blasted hill and cranny, scooping up every weed in the fucking Hinterlands. Again.

———————

Because there is nothing I like more in DAI fanfic than Inquisitors who are explicitly and obviously still video game characters, with every stupid and nonsensical thing that entails 😁

Quite a few have been spun off from little side quests or pieces of party banter, and of course none of that would be half so easy without the fabulous work of @missnovelist at the Genitivi Chronicles!

It’s the full transcript, they’ve got most of the way through the main plot so check it out and I bullied them into making a Patreon so if you love this resource as much as I do

(You will the party banter is fucking killer and if your play through is anything like ours those MOTHERFUCKERS will NOT talk to each other no matter how little you fast travel

Vivienne is the villain of Varric’s new series)

Send them a few bucks for this massive labour of love! You get different dialogue options for each species of Inquisitor, for each background, and for half the decision trees so it’s one hell of an undertaking

EDIT: BEHOLD! The masterpost!

#dragon age inquisition #dai #the four heralds #alternate title: you cannot prove the inquisition is not a sex cult #soon to be featuring leliana’s league of loyal lesbians #elfroot hunter lavellan #dai fanfic #inquisitor lavellan #inquisitor cadash #oops all inquisitors #dai fic: herbs #not smoking these ones but elfroot is marijuana #so lavellan will work it out eventually #the four heralds au

[direwombat]

WIP day

tagged a couple days ago by the lovely @thomrainer, thank you so much! 🥰

and i’m tagging @poeti-kat and @socially-awkward-skeleton and anyone who sees this and wants to share their wips! (i’m still very new to being an active participant in the fandom and therefore am still trying to make friends, so if you do share tag or @ me!)

wip: idle hands are the devil’s playthings

It’s eerily silent. Pews void of bodies line the aisle, and there, standing at the end of it, dressed in a clean white shirt, dark slacks, and a neatly pressed jacket -- his Sunday best -- is Joseph Seed. His siblings stand behind him in the same way they did when she had snapped cold metal handcuffs around his wrists. Jacob, with his arms crossed over his broad chest; John with his hands clasped behind his back; and Faith, her head cocked curiously to the side. 

And, just like that night, Joseph reaches towards her, his prayer beads dangling from his open palm. The steps are the same, but the song is different. Rook dances her part, cautiously  moving down the aisle like it’s the wedding she’ll never get to have. The floorboards groan underfoot, a final cry of mourning before she throws herself at the Devil’s mercy.

Their eyes burn into her as she approaches. Something catches in the back of her throat. A scream, a sob, she can’t quite tell. Her chest heaves as she struggles to breath around it. She drops to her knees when she reaches the pulpit, bows her head. Pious and subservient. She waits for the kiss of a gun to her head, for the inevitable execution. But it never comes. 

Joseph crouches before her instead. He cups her face in warm but rough hands, and tilts it up so that she’s looking at him. Behind those yellow-tinted glasses his eyes are soft and glisten wetly in the dim lighting of the church. He brushes a thumb gently across her cheek, wiping away tears she hadn’t realized were flowing. A broken sound, the one that was trapped in her throat escapes, and she collapses, trembling and sobbing, into his arms.

wip: the one where jacob’s (kind of) a werewolf

Rook is scooping chicken pâté into a Kong for the captured Judge when she says, “Hey, Sarah? Can I ask you kind of a question?”

Dr. Perkins doesn’t look up from her microscope. “Can’t guarantee you a satisfying answer, but shoot.”

“What would happen if the Judge serum was injected into a person?”

Sarah pauses and then leans back in her chair, crossing her arms. Her brows furrow. “It’s hard to say without having examined the serum myself, but the logical hypothesis is that a human subject would undergo a similar transformation as the wolves. Physically, they would become faster, stronger, and their temperament would likely grow more aggressive, but that’s just speculation. Why?”

“Oh. Um. I had, uh, found some notes regarding cult scientists wanting to start some human trials.”

Sarah’s eyes widen in surprise. “Really? After their failures with the other animals you’d think they’d stick to what they know works.”

Rook shrugs and digs into the lie. “Yeah, I guess the Chosen weren’t enough. Guess they’re lookin’ into making supersoldiers now.” 

Sarah frowns. “All the more reason to stop them, then.”

#wombat writes #idle hands has a helluva lot of classic cult manipulation. also sex. those two things often go hand in hand 😬😬😬 #and the werewolf!jacob au is just. it's just silly and fun. it makes very little sense and i love that for it #no ch3 of fragile creatures because you caught me in the planning phase so i really don't have much to share #but thank you so much for the tag!!!

[bcdwclves-aa]

i could make a Cult of the Lamb AU for Alex, easily.

#( ooc. ) #make a sex cu— i mean run a perfectly normal cult. :)))) #it’d be easy anyways. #literally just make an AU where Alex stayed w his family and got indoctrinated into their bullshit. #either that or just make it for funsies.

[bubleeblue6]

SINS OF THE FLESH UPDATE 16 JANUARY!!!!!!!

AAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

AAHHHHH

#cult of the lamb #digital painting #cotl au #cotl the one who waits #digital illustration #among us #painting #narilamb #narinder x lamb #sex update #sins of the flesh!!!! #AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHGHHHHHHG

[neon-danger]

#I’ve had this Concept #for Years #but I can’t for the life of me make it work #there’s a brief glimpse of it in flowers #but overall it’s very watered down #and barely glosses over the concept #plus it’s in the entirely wrong context #idk man #I’m already so many levels of irony deep that I don’t know what a joke is anymore #basically demon/angel au but it’s like a kind of fucked up sex cult #biologically #because of demon magic #please remember that as I writer I like to explore dark themes #and that I don’t actually like #think most of it’s okay #I have a very defined moral compass #it just is impossible to read for everyone but me #neon asks #neon polls

[satoruhour]

SL*T HIM OUT !

a/n: sometimes it doesn’t hurt to be more of a freak than ur man is...! im sorry to the babies who voted 4 fluffy sugu. also not tagging bc this intro is alr so damn long 😭

warnings: soooo filthy, lots of dirty talk, freaky!reader, modern au!gojo, online voyeurism / exhibitonism. implied cockwarming, unprotected sex, creampie / breeding kink, light spanking (like once), gojo’s friends listen in, reader calls geto, m! masturbation (gojo), cult leader!geto, public sex (in front of his cult), clit stimulation, exhibitionism, power play (?), pussy slaps, squirting, unprotected sex, creampie / breeding kink (geto), exhibtiionism as well, oral (m receiving), handjob, semi-public sex (in a car), cum shot, implied creampie / breeding kink, cum eating, brief daddy kink @ the end (nanami), lie back oral (m receiving, basically an upside down bj lol), deep-throating, face-fucking, fingering, clit stimulation, spitting (in TOJI’s mouth!), cum eating (toji), n*sfw under the cut

✶ GOJO

gojo thought his best friend and him were truly nasty people, exchanging videos of fucking their sneaky links, lewd photos of his cock in some chick’s mouth and sharing hookups between themselves several times, but when gojo had gotten together with you, it’s like the only time he’s got one-upped by someone repeatedly.

you, with your bright, blinding smiles and kind disposition being such a filthy slut behind closed doors. gojo can hardly hold in his moans as he tries to focus on the game in front of him, but you decided that cockwarming was too much of a waiting game that you’re disobeying your boyfriend and moving your hips.

“f— fuck, angel, didn’t you p-promise?” he’s already felt your cunt clench around him too many times for him to be saying stupid shit like that and it’s clear he’s not even following his own rules when his hips jerk up from his gaming chair and into your dripping cunt. it’s leaking so much he’s sure he needs to change the covers of it, soaking his cock and balls that there’s a wet patch of your juices under him. 

“you’re moving too, though,” you click your tongue with a grin, not caring about his friends on the game with him as you bounce fully, now. “j-jus’ can’t resist my boyfriend’s fat cock, now, can i?” 

gojo swears lowly at the praise and by now his control over his character in the game is lost to pleasure, too intoxicated with how your cunt squelches around his length and his hands leave his controller to cup your ass. his hips are meeting yours in shorter, desperate thrusts.

“w— wanna call, suguru, baby?” you’re whining into his neck and you can feel the brief nod; he was never opposed to your whorish ways, hearing the receiver pick up almost immediately and geto’s face comes on his display: shocked, half hard already and bothered.

“stretchin’ this pussy out s’much— mmh—” you turn back momentarily to give geto on the video call a drunk smile and a wave, interrupted by gojo’s harsh smack on your ass and a loud moan falls from your lips when he snaps his hips into yours, stark blue eyes trained on your cockdrunk face.

“who’s making you feel this good, slut?”

a hand goes up to squeeze your cheeks together and in gojo’s peripheral vision he can already see geto stroking his cock. his friends are probably disgusting too, muting their mics and jerking off, but a dirty girl like you loves it, don’t you?

“y— you are, ’toru— shit!” sat on gojo’s cock for too long makes you like this: crazed, filthy, and mixed in with geto’s impatient hand on his cock and gojo’s words in your ear? it’s not difficult to cum with “yes, yes, yes”’s leaving your lips, back arching into gojo’s hand as he fucks you like a fleshlight, sloppy thrusts hitting you deeper and deeper in you, you swear you see heaven with tears lining the corner of your eyes when gojo shoots his long awaited cum right into your puffy pussy and gojo’s head dig hards unto his headrest.

but gojo knows you aren’t done, moaning softly into his ears for you to turn him over and ways showing suguru what he can’t have.

“look at how much i’ve bred my pretty girl, suguru,” geto’s eyes stay locked as his best friend tugs his cock out of you, cum spurting out in loads and staining your pussy white that it’s got him reaching his climax with a choked groan, hands squeezing ribbon after ribbon of cum out of his cock and you watch, entranced. gojo swears he feels you clench and he grins. “maybe one day you’ll see your cum seeping out of her, heh.” 

✶ GETO

geto never liked humans — he’s made that much clear when he turned his back on jujutsu high and committed to his cause — but sometimes when pussy’s just too good, he can’t help but fuck it once in a while, or in this case, every day since you loved it.

“this— f-fuck—” geto’s slamming into you from behind, both hands wrapped around your biceps so hard it might as well make marks, but you hardly care when it holds you up so well as you take his throbbing cock repeatedly. your body’s limp, letting him use you in front of his cult.

“this— is how you breed— a cute little human—” suguru struggles to speak through his thrusts, hardly focused on his followers watching with gaping mouths and possibly tents in their pants. gross men, they were, but he doesn’t give one fuck knowing he’s the only one to have your pussy every single time. geto stays hypnotised by your dripping cunt sucking him in, clenching just as you lock eyes with one of his followers. “you could be getting treatment like this but—”

“g-geto-sama— harder, harder!” you whine when he yanks you up and hooks a hand under your knee. it drives him deeper into you easily, large cock reaching all the spots in you that you can feel your knee buckling. don’t worry, geto’s got you perfectly, but he smiles when you’re spreading your legs more.

“but you’re too busy being shitty fucking monkeys.” geto swears into your neck, robes removed hastily so he could have all of you and he switches positions again and carries you with both legs over his arms, shutting your pleas up for his cock by pulling your back against his chest and shoving him back into you from behind with a bit of your help.

you’re spread out like a buffet so nicely now, feet dangling lifelessly like a doll as his hips piston up into you from below and your praise falls from your mind for a moment. “suguru— s’deep, gimme more, please—!”

he doesn’t mind when you’re more than his worshipper in his quarters at night, muttering out a soft yeah? just for you to hear, fingers slapping your clit roughly and you’re jerking roughly, tongue lolling out and eyes rolled to the back of your head. it’s so hot, and suguru’s so strong, holding you up like this.

“this is how real men fuck,” geto declares as dramatically as always, continuing to land smacks on your pussy before you’re tensing up and your head falls on his shoulder, squealing. 

“cumming— sugu! g’nna cum— haah…” geto simply laughs when your body fully surrenders to him and you’re squirting all over the floor, juices littering the tatami mats and onto some of the faces of the followers, convulsing so much around his cock that he’s cumming soon after you, pumping you full just like the many times he’s done to you privately.

you feel him twitch in you and you don’t mind the drool leaving everyone’s mouths at that point, planting a sloppy kiss on his lips as you hear his praise against your lips — “that’s a good whore, taking all my cum like an obedient cum dump.” 

✶ NANAMI

nanami wasn’t aware of your high sex drive when you first dated — so when you’re dragging him past the higher-ups and the many sorcerers into some random limousine and slamming him against the door, he’s pleasantly surprised, although not too pleased at gojo shouting into the open air how yeaaahh! nanami’s getting some toniiighht!

sure, he might’ve been a little held back — he was never one for anything public, but feeling your hand tugging on his to rest between your legs and how your might not have worn underwear tonight, he was thinking he might need to do something about it.

but nanami is usually too afraid, so he willingly lets you pull him instead into one of the random limos outside the fancy gala venue. at this point there’s too many sorcerers at the event that he isn’t even sure who the driver escorted here, but it turns out to be one of tokyo’s, unknown of your current need to have nanami down your throat and up your pussy.

nanami’s cheeks burn when the driver recognises his voice.

“ah! nanami-san, back to jujutsu high?”

all the while, you’re yanking at his pants and pulling st his underwear, him torn between letting you do what you want and having some decorum in front of a junior. but you’re whispering against his half-hard cock, pressing light kisses on his leaking tip that maybe it isn’t so bad succumbing to you sometimes.

“needed your cock since i saw you in this suit, kento— mmfgh—” you’re quick to descend on his dick, not caring if he was still hardening. that was your favourite part, feeling him stretch to his full size while still in your mouth, words a mere whisper that you’re grinning at the possibility of getting caught.

“shit—” nanami groans softly when you bob your head, thankful the partition was slid close and all cars for sorcerers are usually muffled pretty well for confidentiality (gojo requested it, god knows why) — because from here he can hear you slobber over him unforgivingly and noisily, not caring about consequences one bit.

“angel, you gotta be quieter… fuckkk…” you lick a long stripe up his cock, his ears picking up on the way you play with yourself under your dress and nanami scoffs at how much audacity you had, pulling you off immediately and pushing you into the seats.

though, nanami’s streak of confidence is lost once he feels his tip prod at your hole. he can feel you squeeze around him so tightly that you take over, collecting your slick easily by drawing his cockhead along your folds. it’s so disgusting and hot, hearing the slick squelch around before you’re pushing him into you and you’re letting out a drawn out moan.

“kentooo…”

“nanami-san? everything okay?”

you giggle softly, shouting across to the driver, “everything’s well, tsugimo-san!”

“ahh— (y/n)-san, i was unaware you were here too—” hips push back on his cock and nanami bites his lip so hard he tastes copper. you’re so wet you get right in, buried right up to the hilt, hissing softly at the way your ass ripples against him, “boring party huh?”

you laugh, “soooo boring,” it’s disguised as a whine, moving your lower body back on nanami and it’s a wonder he’s able to stay so still in the vehicle — while he’s gotta praise tsugimo for driving so steadily, he thinks it’s because of his fear of getting caught that makes him so still and rigid.

the thrill is unlike any other, though, so he takes the chance, hooking both hands under your neck and pulling.

“sorry to hear that, (y/n)-san! well, rest up back there.” oh, poor tsugimo had no idea you were getting your guts arranged by your lover, head tipped back all the way while your back arches and your moans are shamelessly loud. nanami bullies his cock into you, too in love with your tight, pretty cunt as he tries to keep his grunts to a low.

“c’mon, c’mon, c’mon,” nanami rasps despite the loud pap! pap! pap! of his balls that’s he’s convinced he’s going to get a warning letter tomorrow but at least he’ll have this memory to jerk off to next time: your sweet cunt gushing around him, arousal giving away the racy things you were doing. he can feel his approaching high, the twitching of his cock obvious enough that you notice too until you’re forcing yourself off of him. nanami’s a little disappointed in not being able to paint your insides white but—

you’re skilfull (and excited) by the way you’re manoeuvring yourself onto the carpeted floor of the limo, pushing nanami that he falls back onto the leather seats and both hands wrap around his throbbing cock.

“give me all your cum, kento,” you mumble, the two hands pumping him hastily straight up offensive as you fill the car with the slickest noises. tongue outstretched and your warm, soft hands moving at a steady pace has nanami cumming with a muffled groan and jolting hips, angry tip spurting so much semen into your mouth. your arms never stop, milking him dry as you suckle on his cockhead, slurping up the cum that threatens to spill out.

“mmhh— s’much…” it has your lover panting, watching you smother his seed along the bottom half of your face messily and he thinks maybe, maybe, this could be his second favourite place to cum on.

“...cum. need some more, daddy.”

✶ TOJI

toji chuckles when you beg with another flutter of your eyelashes, simply leaving a soft peck on your lips and he drags you gently — a entire 180 from how how he’s got you on your back now, getting your pulse up from how his cock is past your face and reaches your throat.

“ya sure you want this, baby?”

you roll your eyes, tugging on him and making him let out a soft groan, letting you have your way as you stroke him needily. you’ve been wanting to have him down your throat while on your back for the longest time, wanting to feel that uncomfortable stretch of your jaw and getting his cockhead as deep as you could into your mouth—

you’re already doing your own thing, swirling your tongue around toji’s tip and playing with his balls, before you feel the other pump himself, spitting on his palm to get it wet just a little before easing himself into your throat. the stretch is delicious with how big toji is, seeing himself bulge in your throat by how deep you were taking him.

“oh— s-shit, that’s it. mouth so fuckin’ warm—” you moan around his cock, mouth stuffed full and hands kneading at his thighs that he takes it as the green light to go. it’s slow, at first; he’s afraid to hurt you and yet you’re humming around him, gargling on his dick so dirtily that he can’t help but thrust.

it’s a hundred times better than you going down on him normally, letting him fuck your mouth upside down. toji smiles when you guide his hand to your clit with no problem and as he leans forward he reaches the hilt in you. you whimper around him, the smile spreading into a sick grin as he rubs lazy circles upon your clit.

“m’slutty girl needs it that badly, hm?” toji accentuates each word with slaps against your pussy, already so wet from being in such a provocative position and having your boyfriend’s shaft in your mouth — toji laughs when he inserts his fingers and your hips buck up, while his never falters; he’s always been the best at masking how he felt.

toji moans at the way you gurgle on his cock, slipping out momentarily to let you breathe. it’s nice seeing you so slutted out, drool dripping down your face paired with a grin. you spit on him from below, stroking his cock for a bit before he’s back in your mouth. you clamp down on his fingers when he starts to set an relentless pace, slamming into your mouth while needy moans send vibrations up his body.

“takin’ me like a good lil girl, aren’t ya?” toji swears lowly at the way his fingers disappear into you, both holes of yours filled to the brim. “g’nna cum, doll.”

your forearms close around his thighs, head falling off the edge of the bed as you hollow your cheeks even more and breathe through your nose. his hips are turning sloppy and loose now, losing its pace altogether as he ruts into your warmth.

“take my load down your throat, baby— f-fuck—” it’s abrupt when toji cums, thighs pulled taut under your hands and his hips still. his fingers also lose control, hand cupping your cunt instead as ribbons of his cum flood your throat. you’re swallowing part of it, popping his cock out of your mouth and turning over onto your knees.

the sheer size of toji always excites you, towering over you but you ignore the throb of your pussy to shove your lips onto his, making him taste himself — it’s spit everywhere, leaking from the corners of your mouths and when you pull away there’s a string of saliva connecting the both of you.

you simply thumb his bottom lip, the familiar scar running against the pad of your thumb and toji only slyly smiles, opening his mouth willingly. he’d never let anyone do this, but you gather a glob of saliva and spit it into his mouth, a mixture of cum and drool and toji just fucking loves how lewd you are.

“thanks, mama,” toji lands a playful slap on your ass and you giggle, “doin’ so well, always.”

#u can always tell which one i wrote last #bc it’s the longest 💀 #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #nanami smut #nanami x reader #nanami kento x reader #nanami kento smut #gojou satoru x reader #gojo smut #gojo satoru smut #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader #geto smut #geto x reader #getou suguru smut #toji smut #toji x reader #fushiguro toji smut #fushiguro toji x reader #getou suguru x reader

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JJK multi-character fics

Nanami Kento Masterlist

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🔥 Smut 💔 Angst 💕 Romance

☕ Comfort/Fluff 🤡 Clowning

🐙 Monsterfucking. 📚 Education (*dirty laugh*)

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1st of December 🔥☕💕 -- No-Nut November is over-- but Nanami Kento won't let you get away with it that easily.

7:3 🤡 -- Nanami Kento never thought about his 7:3 pattern...a fourth wall breaking moment.

"Dad Reflexes" Ask and Drabble 🤡💕☕-- Nanami Kento can catch anything.

Daylight Robbery 💕☕🔥-- when Gojo asks Nanami to cuckold him and his fiancée, things don't go the way Gojo planned...

Debellatio 🔥💕-- a Nanami x Reader x Higuruma sex-pollen threesome.

Ditch the Party 🔥💕-- Nanami Kento hates parties. But the drinks? The drinks make him bold.

Domain Expansion theory-- Pseudowho's vision of Nanami Kento's domain expansion.

Edging Nanami Kento 🔥💕-- The reader drives Nanami Kento to the edge and back again.

Fire and Iron 💕☕🔥-- AU!Nanami Kento is the town blacksmith, and the reader is forced to stay the night after tending to his wounds.

Full 🔥☕💕-- Nanami Kento treats his pregnant wife like the goddess she is.

Glory Glory 🔥☕💕-- "Help, I'm stuck!" on a mission with Kento, and he takes full advantage of the compromising position.

Good Boy 🔥💕-- after a bad day, you know exactly what Kento needs to help him relax...

Good Girl 💕🤡 -- a drabble

Grandpapamin ☕💕-- Nanami Kento as a grandfather, Headcanons.

Grey 🔥💔💕-- The reader lives a vigilante life; so does Nanami Kento, a changed man after the events of Shibuya. When she is sent to hunt him down, Nanami Kento has a proposition for her.

Grey! Nanami Headcanons Part One ☕💕💔-- post-Shibuya Nanami Kento x Reader headcanons.

Grey! Nanami Headcanons Part Two ☕💕💔-- post-Shibuya Nanami Kento x Reader headcanons.

Grey! Nanami Christmas ⛄🎄 Headcanons ☕💕💔-- post-Shibuya Nanami Kento x Reader Headcanons.

Hanahaki 💕☕💔-- being in love with you is killing Nanami Kento.

Hide and Seek 🔥-- Game night gets spicy.

"How well can you drive?" 🔥 -- the reader takes matters into her own mouth so Kento can prove his driving skills.

Infiltration (MULTI-CHAPTER) 🔥☕💔💕

(COMPLETE!) --the reader and Nanami Kento must pretend to be married, infiltrating a Curse-user cult to take it down from the inside.

Chapter One: Introduction

Chapter Two: Pillow Talk

Chapter Three: Deadly Games

Chapter Four: The Rumbling Shrine

Chapter Five: Breaking Point

Chapter Six: Exposed

Chapter Seven: The Captive Goddess

Chapter Eight: Unchained

In From the Cold ☕🔥💕-- The reader wanders in the snow, lost and injured after a mission gone wrong; will Nanami Kento save her?

Kento Comes Home Drunk 🔥💕-- and the reader handles his advances like a total champ.

And, its sequel... Reader Comes Home Drunk 🔥 💕-- where Kento manages the reader's advances like an absolute champ.

Knismolagnia 🔥💕-- Kento has a somewhat...erotic response to being tickled.

Last Moments 💔☕-- Nanami Kento remembers a childhood holiday.

Nanami Kento, and the Curses of an Unusual Nature (MULTI-CHAPTER) -- Nanami Kento is deemed the only Sorcerer sensible enough to handle some frankly weird Curses

- Chapter 1: Gone Shopping 🤡 -- locals are going missing at a large shopping centre; Nanami Kento is sent to investigate.

Nanami Kento's Massive Squeezable Man Tiddies 🔥☕-- the reader being casually obsessed with Kento's chest...repost link HERE!

Operation Babymaker (a new series!) 💕💔🔥☕ -- Nanami Kento takes trying for a baby very seriously indeed.

A Trip to the Tailors-- the reader reveals she's been off the pill for months, and Kento cannot contain himself.

Benchpress-- the reader interrupts Kento's workout, and is manhandled into submission.

Ditch the Party...again-- tipsy Kento is back, and deadlier than ever.

Wet Dreams-- Kento gives the reader a free-pass for when he's asleep...and he returns the favour

Raising You ☕💔💕-- When the reader is de-aged by a Curse, Nanami is forced to raise her like a daughter.

Red 🔥💔-- Nanami Kento, the infamous Curse-user, has been on the run for years...what will you do when he catches up to you?

Resolute ☕💔💕-- The reader helps Nanami to accept that he has a drinking problem.

Seasons of Grief 🔥💔💕☕ -- The reader supports Nanami Kento through the anniversary of Yuu Haibara's death, and afterwards, when Kento nearly loses the reader

Shirtsleeves 🔥 -- The reader steals Kento's last shirt, and receives her comeuppance.

Still Got It ☕💕-- The Nanami kids' parents are boring...right?

Stoic 💕🔥-- Kento is furious when Gojo assumes that his lack of PDA towards the reader shows a lack of desire.

The Accumulation of Little Despairs ☕💔💕 -- The reader struggles with low-mood; Nanami Kento comes to the rescue

The Chase 🔥💕-- The reader has insisted on No-Nut November; Nanami Kento gets his revenge by hunting her down and taking his reward.

Why I love Nanami Kento

Yet Another Sex Pollen Fic, PART ONE 🔥💕

And...PART TWO 🔥💕 -- the reader has a problem... and only Nanami Kento can help her scratch the itch.

Higuruma Hiromi Masterlist

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Calamus et Gladius (the pen and the sword) 🔥💕💔☕-- slow-burn, enemies to lovers Culling Game smut with Higuruma and a foreign reader

Daddy 🔥☕💕-- dating apps are a hazard for men like Higuruma Hiromi...

Debellatio 🔥💕-- a Higuruma x Reader x Nanami sex-pollen threesome

Fellatio 🔥-- the bathtub lawyer receives head in his office.

Fumus et Ignis 🔥💕-- sometimes, Hiromi smokes and ties you up while he makes you ride him.

Glory Glory 🔥☕-- 'Help, I'm Stuck!' with Hiromi, two bottles of wine and a compromising position with his gavel.

Hiromi and Nemo ☕-- tales of Higuruma Hiromi, and his little black cat.

Hiromi Higuruma Relationship Headcanons ☕🔥💕

In Flagrante Delicto 💔☕🔥💕-- Higuruma struggles to adapt to life as a sorcerer, refusing all of your offers to help...until he needs you.

"I've Committed a Crime" Ask and Drabble 🤡💕-- Higuruma is a ruthless tease

Jus in Bello: A Judicious Domain 💔🔥💕-- The reader throws Higuruma out of their home after they struggle to adapt to his new Cursed power...and the reader must then hunt him down in the Culling Game, to bring him home.

Men with Big Noses 🔥💕-- you reveal a kink for Higuruma's nose, and he shows you exactly what he can do with that.

Milk and Honey 💕🔥-- Hiromi is obsessed with your milk, and loves you while you sleep.

Office Besties ☕💕-- Hiromi and you are just friends...right?

Sanguis et Vinum 🔥💕-- period sex with Higuruma

Shower drabble ☕💕-- Higuruma comforts you after a bad day.

The Stairwell 🔥💕-- You've been teasing Higuruma all day at the office; he catches up to you, eventually.

Vinum Rubrum 🔥💕-- wine is better when you share a glass...and your mouths.

The Widow's Keeper ☕💔💕-- The reader and Higuruma traverse the complexities of love and grief, after the death of Nanami Kento, her first husband.

"Your Honour" Ask and Drabble 💕🤡🔥-- Hiromi forgets your name as he cums.

Suguru Geto Masterlist

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Deadly Nightshade 🐙🔥💕-- a Suguru Geto "sex pollen" fic.

Kamo Choso Masterlist

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Glory Glory 🔥☕-- 'Help, I'm stuck!' on a mission together, and virgin Choso is offered the opportunity of a lifetime.

Snowhere to Go ☕💕-- When your date plans are foiled by the snow, you and Choso make your own fun with a stack of old board games.

Aoi Todo Masterlist

Updated: 27th January 2024

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Act of the Soul 🔥-- Aoi Todo uses his Boogie Boogie on the reader during sex.

JJK's Multi-Character Masterlist

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Being gross in long-term comfortable relationships ☕💕-- with Gojo, Geto, Nanami, Toji, Yuuta, Maki, Megumi, Nobara, Yuuji and Ino

"Cumfaces" Ask and Drabble 🤡

Defending Your Honour ☕💕-- the JJK boys are sick of the creeps and perverts who harass our dear reader.

Nanami, Todo and Geto

Higuruma, Ino and Yuuji

Gojo, Megumi and Nobara, Inumaki and Toji

Firemen 💔☕💕-- the JJK Crew rescue the Reader, and fall in love at the same time.

Nanami and Higuruma Aesthetics: ☕ 'Besto Friendos' dichotomies

Neat Suit/Messy Suit

Cold Anger/Hot Anger

"Stay down!" Fighter/"Get Up!" Fighter

City-Skyline Penthouse/Converted-Factory Penthouse aesthetics

IKEA Flat-pack Aesthetics

How They Ejaculate 🔥📚-- a physiological ejaculation study of Gojo, Nanami, Geto, Choso, Toji, Higuruma and TrueForm!Sukuna

Penis Synonym Smutfics 🤡🔥 -- with Nanami Kento, Hiromi Higuruma, Takuma Ino, Gojo Satoru and Inumaki Toge

Penpals (a Panda fic) 🐼☕-- he didn't mean to Catfish you. Honestly.

Shower Mat 🔥💕-- the reader buys an 'old lady shower mat'...that makes shower shenanigans suddenly possible.

Takuma Ino as a Young Dad ☕💕-- when Takuma unexpectedly becomes a father...

The Rebounds 🔥💕-- Yuuta and Maki show you the date of your life, after you're dumped

They Find You Wearing This...Unsexy Monstrosity 🤡 -- with Itadori Yuuji, Satoru Gojo, Higuruma, Sukuna, Toji, Nanami and Suguru

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[threadsun]

Ok, did the founder fuck any of the boys? I'm leaning towards no. The only one I'd say is a maybe is Bo because like, you know when you have a pet and they walk in when you're getting off? it's that

A part of me wants to add it because it would make the founder more fucked and add a new layer to Bo and Nick's relationship with Nick teaching Bo that he was used and how good sex can feel when it's for both parties. On the other hand it's incredibly fucked and I honestly don't know how I feel about it either

I think my answer is no though, mostly because at this point that addition would feel more like trying to add shock value than anything of substance. Also I would like to make the founder/your father morally gray and making him fuck his dog would drop kick that out the fucking window

This isn't to say the founder wasn't a little handsy but it was more always having a hand on your shoulder and less actually groping people who didn't want that, he had his own harem for that shit. The founder was always just a little too close at all times, always in your personal bubble even if you'd just met

Sorry if this reads weird, I wrote this in a kind of flow of consciousness so there's not a real structure to it. Welcome to what my brain looks like I guess! Also, thanks for asking this question, I kept pussyfooting around it before you brought it up and now that I've given it some thought I know where my head's at now

TL;DR no, thanks for asking

Oooh good to know!! Yeah that all sounds reasonable to me tbh. And especially makes things more interesting if the like...... idk how to describe it, like the Expected Thing for the cult leader to do, is to keep a harem and not fuck anyone outside of it. Because that then adds a layer of like...desperation, I suppose? On behalf of those who want to fuck you. Because they need to be seen as part of your harem if they want you to fuck them. It's good stuff, I love it!!!

#sunshine #cult town au #Nick teaching Bo that sex can feel good and not just be an obligation is VERY sweet tho I love them 😍

[thyme-in-a-bubble]

boo! surprise bitches! i'm doing kinktober this year! finally doing it! bet you didn't see that one coming, did you hehe 🕸

there is a good mix of both short and long stories coming your way throughout this (and i will also still occasionally post other fics this month that aren't related to this). also, a handful of these fics are darker in nature, thought it was fitting for halloween, so remember to read the warnings, if there's something that's not for you then please, as always, be kind to yourself and don't read the story.

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day one | sore

stepbro!sirius black x cheerleader!reader + dubcon massage

day two | don't smile

steve rogers + throat fucking + size kink

day three | stuffed

devil!eddie munson & angel!steve harrington + tentecles + double penetration in one hole

day four | a little fashion show

best friend!stiles stilinski + lingerie

day five | stay still

peter parker + bondage

day six | hold up, let me record this

jj maybank + tittyfucking + sextape

day seven | the palace guards

guards!poly!marauders x princess!reader + secrets relationship

day eight | it’s practically like we’re down there with them

mob boss!bucky barnes + exhibitionism

day nine | keep that pretty mouth shut

tommy shelby + keep quiet quickie

day ten | I couldn’t find it in me to wake you

poe dameron + somno thigh fucking

day eleven | I just want you a little longer all to myself

matt murdock + secret office sex

day twelve | nothing more than a toy

rafe cameron + using you like a toy to masturbate with

day thirteen | I still got a few rounds left in me

boxer!steve rogers + bathtub sex

day fourteen | open your fucking mouth

dark!wild west cowboy!joel miller + gun kink

day fifteen | tiny

miguel o'hara x fairy!reader + extreme size difference

day sixteen | the wall between us

cult member!steve harrington + fem glory hole + breeding

day seventeen | be a rebel, be bad, stay here and cuddle with me

spencer reid + aftercare

day eighteen | pleasant pile of pillows

brother's best friend!james potter + pillow humping

day nineteen | ring ring

sam winchester x reader x bf!dean winchester + phone sex + cheating

day twenty | window

perv!neighbour!billy russo + voyeurism

day twenty-one | say yes

fiancé!bruce wayne + possessiveness

day twenty-two | i can think of something better than that

bucky barnes + anal

day twenty-three | double check

dark!professor!ben solo + power imbalance + manipulation

day twenty-four | maroon

vampire!remus lupin + biting + blood kink

day twenty-five | i want you

pirate captain!miguel o'hara + sex as payment

day twenty-six | teamwork

pro football team!avengers (bf!steve rogers, bucky barnes, pietro maximoff, clint barton, sam wilson, tony stark, thor odinson) + gangbang

day twenty-seven | my little flower

din djarin + fantasy au + cockwarming

day twenty-eight | hysteria

doctor!aleksander morozova x hysteria patient!reader + historical au + fuck machine

day twenty-nine | can't fight the moonlight

werewolf!bucky barnes x gf!reader + predator/prey + monsterfucking

day thirty | magical mimic

eddie munson x witch!reader + magical mutual masturbation

day thirty-one | you can’t put it in

stepbro!peter parker + halloween pussyjob

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