#so many feral thots lets just leave it at this

[zhongrin]

Merry Christmas Rin and here is my present to you

Santa Zhongli have a lot of presents for you if you feed him a cookie and drink his all of his creamy milk

Or

Perhaps you might like him coming home to you all tied up in ribbons and a pretty bow, the look on his face when he saw you made him speechless and highly aroused that it's evident by the bulge in his pants

"Welcome home darling would you like to open your present now or later"

after snapping out of the little daze he was in chuckled

"My it seems like I've been very good this year to deserve such a delicious present to ravage and fucked senseless to my heart's desire"

he's now towering over you staring with lust filled eyes that seems to be glowing almost like a predator hunting it's prey it sent a pleasurable chill down your spine

"Now then how should I open my present should start slow by peeling it off one by one kissing lower and lower or should I rip everything off and take you in the most intense feral rough fucking that will leave you dumb, drooling and begging to be used as my cum dump isn't that right pet but first I'm going to leave you tied up and eat you out until I have you squirting on my face before I have my way with you"

Well let's just say we had a very and I mean VERY long night and day(s) enjoying his present.

𝐬𝐫𝐜. — [NaVir_log] ✼ [hooang18]

milk and cookies

◇ characters ◇ zhongli

◇ tags ◇ dragon!zhongli (you're at zhongrin at tumblr dot com, you shouldn't be surprised), afab!reader, sub!reader, fingering, (one) slap to your thigh, reader implied to have a voice kink, power imbalance, overstimulation, petnames (darling, dear, dearest, sweetheart, my love, beloved, pet, mate)

◇ a/n ◇ *head in hands* this was supposed to be a small blurb. a small blurb. how did it get to this point????

.... anyway.

MERRY HORNYMAS (this should've been the actual title actually) MY FELLOW DEGENERATES!! MAY YOUR HOLIDAYS BE FULL OF HORNY THOTS AND MAY YOU GET TO CUM AS MANY TIMES AS YOU WANT!!!! hsjdjskdj dirty talk with zhongli… *flashback to azeru’s latest rex lapis asmr* AHEM. while this isn’t as filthy as that, i think this suits zhongli better… altho morax still came out to play just a bit bc i’m a whore for him

𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 ⬙ 𝑡𝑎𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡

“did you know that apparently, the tradition around this time of the year in the other nations is that you leave cookies and milk for the old man dressed in a strange outfit so he can give you a present in return?”

you’re not sure how that one innocent, nonchalant statement landed you in this position, but you honestly don’t really want to complain. not when your beloved is staring at you from between your legs - with those glowing eyes that shine brighter than freshly minted mora coins and that sinful draconic tongue of his eagerly lapping the mess you made after your… third? fourth? let’s just say fourth time seeing all white.

“want you in me, please, please-”

you’re reduced to tears and begging, just the way he likes it; an evident fact by the snarky lilt of his lips. the sharp talons dig into the flesh of your thighs, reminding you of the bestial ancestry of your lover. you know he would never draw blood from you without your consent, but the thrill, the danger, the knowledge that he is far more powerful than you - a puny mortal human with no adeptal powers whatsoever - rips a shameless moan from your lips and makes your cunt clench around nothingness.

archons, you just want him to fill you up already.

“patience, my dear,” he chuckles, and you realize in embarrassment that you’ve said your thoughts out loud, “you know how i like to take you. slow and sensual, before bringing you over the edge again and again… much like a well-written contract, i must make sure to prepare and highlight all the very delicate points clearly before delving to the main girth of the agreement.”

you would have rolled your eyes at his words if you weren’t craving and drooling for his cock. leave it to your lover to liken having such intimate moments to writing a contract.

the beautiful man presses a sweet kiss to your throbbing clit and moves to nibble your inner thighs, human fingers with neatly trimmed nails of his right hand replacing the soft skin of his lips, rubbing circles and pressing against the right spots. the sensual massage elicits a series of whines out of you, yet zhongli stays true to his words, taking his time to build your pleasure from the start all over again, greedily drinking your noises of pleasure and countless pleas for something more.

your gentle dragon coos lovingly and you inwardly thank rex lapis (the irony flies past your pleasure-soughting brain) for the finger that sinks into your velvety walls. it’s not enough, but it’s a start. it’s something, at least.

“look at you, clenching so tightly around one finger. darling, how will you ever make me fit inside you? maybe we should stop. i really don’t want to hurt my precious beloved.”

breath hitching, you grab onto his wrist before he can retreat completely, teary eyes staring right at his mischief-laden smile, “i can! i can take it! please, please don't pull out- don't stop-”

“oh? are you sure?”

you nod fervently, knowing that you’re willingly walking into a trap. but you’ve chosen to walk into the den of a dragon, and you already know you won’t be leaving until he’s satisfied. so you’ll gladly play the games he wishes to host - for you know it’ll end with both of you satiated. zhongli is anything but selfish, after all.

“very well… why don’t you show it, then. prove your… determination, so to say,” he nuzzles onto your thigh and readjusts his hold, “how many do you think you can take, hmm?”

“o-oh. uhm-” you stare bashfully at the way he splays his fingers on your crotch. his hands are always so pretty, you muse. slender and long, prominent knuckles and visible veins, always so warm and calloused from millenia of battles, dark colored as the fertile soil and pulsing with geo. he always knows how to flick his wrist, and he’s well aware of the effect he has on you when he chokes you with his fingers as he-

“darling, i asked you a question.”

with a sharp exhale, you spluttered a meek three? to which he replies with a hum. you’re trembling for excitement at the hard edges that have settled to his features. morax commands obedience, and it seems like the slight mistake you made has slightly ruffled his patience.

without warning, his beautiful fingers slide into you - an easily done action given the number of orgasms you’ve been put through, yet the unexpectedness of it startled you, and a curse word falls from your lips.

you don’t even feel the loss of his appendages; the loud slap and the burst of pain blooming across the skin of your thigh hits you first, and you arch your back in response, tears slipping down your temples, mouth lolling open in a loud wail.

“language.”

a meek apology is all you could provide before his fingers delved back into your sopping hole with newfound tightness. he’s going slow and yet he finds the spot that makes you scream in pleasure right away, having done this so many times it’s practically muscle memory for him. zhongli sighs fondly at the way you start bucking your hips, egging him to increase his pace, but he is unyielding as stone as he speaks with a warning in his voice, darkened and colored with lust and order.

“darling, stop misbehaving. aren’t you supposed to only receive your gift when you’re good?”

in other words, don’t be a brat or he’ll stop.

“i wanna cum,” you whine, more tears lining your pretty lashes, fists gripping onto the sheets in desperation. still, you ceased your movements upon his scolding, much to his delight.

“i know you do. and i shall make sure you do, dearest. all for me.”

the man shifts and stands onto his knees before crawling on top of you. he easily towers over your form in this half-dragon body, and when he settles his lips right before your ear as he restarts the sensual but precise thrusts of his appendages, you know.

you know you’re in for a treat.

honey sweet words with filthy connotations spoken in dulcet tones fill your ears. your eyes squeeze shut, teeth gnawing on your bottom lip as your senses focus on the otherworldly sensations consuming your whole being. the expert hand playing with your body, bumping against that spongy spot and causing more slickness to drip down the mattress. his breathing and the little growls and hums and chuckles filling your auditory senses, demanding your attention and sending jolts of pleasure right down your core.

“doing so good for me, darling. you were being a little bratty just now, but i can see how you’re trying so hard to be my good little pet.”

“can you hear how wet you are? dear me, i’ve just recently changed the bedsheets but here you are soiling them in record time. how naughty of you.”

“submit to your archon, sweetheart. let me take care of you. you’ve been working hard, haven’t you? you deserve a little reward… i’ll gladly provide that.”

“feel how good my fingers are. that’s right, good. keep tightening around me. you’re so adorable, my love…”

“are you imagining it was my cock instead? are you wishing it was my cock that was inside of you right now? oh, my beloved mate, did the thought just make you squeeze? hmm? are you close? you are, aren’t you?”

zhongli muffles your incoherent babbles with a kiss, stealing your breath and the last bit of your sanity away. your nails dig onto his bicep as he silences your moan with his tongue, your climax hitting you harder than your previous ones. your walls spasm and your hips squirm from the incessant thrusts of his fingers, but your lover stubbornly persists in helping you ride your orgasm fully. it feels like hours had gone past when he finally stops - and he only allows himself to do so once you’re twitching helplessly under him and pliant in his arms.

you’re sweating and drooling and crying. simply put, you’re a pathetic mess. yet as your loving spouse pulls away, all he sees is the most divine deity sprawled on his bed, coming down from the blissful heaven that he helped you ascend to, and so in a sudden burst of admiration and love, he places a gentle kiss onto your sweaty forehead.

you hum and close your eyes, allowing your body to rest and gathering your consciousness back into you, savoring the long kiss that speaks of appreciation, warmth, and adoration.

the moment of reprieve is suddenly broken when you feel him reposition himself, before a finger taps on your soaked clit.

“beloved, this old god is still quite thirsty… you’ll let me milk you some more before giving you your present, right?” he blinks and seems to have realized an error in his words, chuckling and giving you a hungry look as he uncaringly swipes his dirtied fingers through his damp bangs to slick them away from his face, hips jutting out proudly with an obvious bulge that’s far too big for normal mortals, straining against his pants.

“— ah, apologies... i meant presents.”

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[rhoorl]

Week in Review | September 24

What a week! Luckily everyone around my neck of the woods is healthier and doing well. Hope you are staying healthy too. Thank you to everyone who reached out to check on me this week, Frankie hugs and forehead kisses to you all.

If you are new or haven’t seen my Week in Review posts before, I basically ramble about a bunch of different things. Fic recs are up first followed by some more feral thots (seriously what was in the water this week?! I blame it on the possibility of TF2.). Then I finish off by treating this post like my diary entry for the week and share some things I’ve been up to/looking forward to.

Here we gooo!

Fics I read this week:

Before I get started with my fic recs, I wanted to shout out this list that @frenchiereading put together of authors whose first language is not English. Kudos to all of these talented writers!

Frankie Morales

Third Time's a Charm (AO3 link) by jwritesfanfics - Frankie and reader have been together and broken up twice, will the third time be the charm? This story wrapped up but I finally caught up on the ending and it was everything I wanted.

The Pilot and His Girl by @avastrasposts - I don't want to spoil what happens in the latest chapter but ahhhh this series is just so so good and will be a fixture on this list until it's done.

Frankie’s Way by @morallyinept - This just had so many of my favorite Frankie elements in it - dad Frankie, hot Frankie, and some smut. Also, this would be a great set up to Triple Frontier 2 if (and hopefully when) that happens.

Your Plans & Those Slow Hands by @wildemaven - This was an ode to Frankie’s…well...hands, and what they can do. I’ll leave it at that and let you read it for yourself.

@trulybetty I still haven’t recovered from this …

Joel Miller

Pump by @hyzer34 - In this AU, Joel is a personal trainer and the reader is his latest client. All I’ll say is that if Joel was my personal trainer, I would be a lot more consistent with my gym routine. 

Burlesque by @cavillscurls - I caught the first part of this a while ago when I wasn’t as organized, so I was so excited when I stumbled upon part two. Young Joel ™️ met a showgirl in part one and they had a very steamy encounter and in part two he sees her out unexpectedly at a bar. I love Joel in all eras, but Young Joel ™️ really hits the spot for me these days.

@trulybetty answered an ask and we were treated to some Joel fluff.

Javier Peña

It's Never Too Late by @javierpena-inatacvest - I finally caught up and loved the most recent chapter. All I'll say is Javi dressed up as Hans Solo for Halloween was a visual I'll keep in my head for a while. 🥵 Besides that 😆 seeing Javi find happiness and love makes me so happy!

Marcus Pike

Cake by @trulybetty - The Pike Puddle is going to need to be renamed soon because there’s a lot of us and it’s getting deep! I have a real soft spot for Marcus, and this was a great combination of fluff with a little hint of spice. 

Agent Ortega

For the Night by @ladamedusoif - So I about lost my damn mind (in a good way) when I watched Pedro in The Sixth Gun and I was so excited to see some fics pop up in record time. I’m already a fan of this writer and their Mr. Ben fic Visiting (go check that one out!), so I was excited to see this story pop up. Agent Ortega was so hot, obviously, and so sweet and I loved that he was paired with a reader who was a little older. 

Dieter Bravo 

Destiny & Deliverance by @mysterious-moonstruck-musings This story just continues to get better and better even though it’s ripping out my heart in the process. What I love most, besides trying to guess the twists and turns, is the realistic portrayal of how complicated love can be, especially when you’re learning about someone and their history, while also processing your own past traumas (holy run on sentence but this is my stream of consciousness). I want to give Dieter and Talia both the biggest hugs. I also love the companion series Deconstructing Dieter Bravo that popped up which goes a little deeper into the events of the story (note, it has spoilers about the series).

Posts from this week:

Need a laugh while also getting some self-care? @morallyinept had special guest Frankie talk you through some great reminders for taking care of yourself (no pun intended).

Feral corner:

Ok, y’all. The feral corner is going to need to be renamed at the rate we’re going because this week … whew! The feral-ness was on another level. My notification were a hot ass mess so I’m sure I’ve missed some posts but there was just some absolute gold on the feed this week! The prospect of a Triple Frontier sequel is really what made us all absolutely bonkers.

I am proud to have instigated some fun. This is what happens when I pop into an inbox with an ask. I will listen to any TEDTalk @legendary-pink-dot will grace us with, especially related to Frankie. Here’s another fun thread. To those in the Catfish Pond PhD Degree program I see you. Although the school year has started, I’m sure our professor will still allow for late adds to the program!

We also got some lightened up GIFs (courtesey of @grogusmum) of that scene for Narcos. If you haven’t seen these yet, get yourself a cold drink and enjoy. 

The combination of gif and words by @intheorangebedroom … phew.

I also appreciated this ask I received from @goodwithcheese - any excuse to talk about the Triple Frontier boys is welcomed! I expanded further in this post (my Pinterest is now overrun with photos of men in gray sweatpants...)

Things I watched:

My husband and I did Baby Movie Swap yesterday (one of us goes to see a movie while the other watches our daughter and then we switch). He saw A Haunting in Venice which he liked, so I definitely am going to see that at some point. I went with my favorite coworker (the one who gave me the Pedro office calendar) to see the Expend4bles. We both have a thing for Jason Statham…long story and lots of inside jokes, but if you haven’t seen Spy you need to, he’s hilarious in it. Was Expend4bles a good movie? No. No it wasn’t. Did we have fun? Absolutely.

Also, I got a little surprise before the previews started and saw Pedro profiled as part of a Hispanic Heritage Month campaign AMC Theaters is doing. My husband went and saw his movie first and when the little profile came up he snapped a few photos and sent them to me lol

Things I'm excited for:

We’re doing some family fun this morning followed by a little date night tonight when my husband and I go back to Halloween Horror Nights so I can shoot my shot at Joel Miller see the TLOU house along with some others. We’re also planning on going next Sunday too (trying to get my money’s worth on the pass I bought).

Also this week, my parents are coming to town for my daughter’s birthday. I can’t believe I’m going to have a two-year-old soon. Wow. 

Fic updates:

I had very ambitious plans for the last week but managed to put out Chapter 11 and 12 of Working Title along with a Frankie one-shot, Turbulence. Thank you to everyone who left such amazing feedback. I truly from the bottom of my heart mean it when I say it makes my day to read all of the comments and reblogs 💕 The little community I have found on here means so much to me!

I was having some trouble with the landscapers this week, but don’t fret, Chapter 6 of Delta Landscaping is done and I'm editing it so it should be up early this week.

Thanks as always for reading my ramblings, I hope you have an awesome week!

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[midnight-vixn]

[Guess who's baaaaaack! Have some Lucifer thirst. It's not the best but I tried xD]

Your heart beats harder as you ascend the stage to claim an award from Diavolo. 'For outstanding achievements and diligent work to uniting the three realms'. You can't help the smile that spreads across your face and the pride blooming like a flower in your chest. Your eyes scan the crowd and lock eyes with Lucifer as Diavolo puts the medal around your neck.

He gives you a smirk from his spot in the audience.

Lucifer can't stop praising you, he can feel your pride when he does. With each line of praise, his fingers curl inside you. With each moan that slips from your lips, you get a kiss and more praise. Your pride is so strong he can taste it. He licks a slow stripe up your neck as his fingers find the bundle of nerves inside you and you see stars. A gloved hand covers your mouth as he reminds you that you're backstage as Diavolo gives a speech, slightly hidden behind a thick velvet curtain.

It's not long before he has both of your legs wrapped around his waist, his strong arms holding you up as he pounds into you. It's all you can do to cling onto him. You bite into his shoulder to muffle your moans, you're totally naked, wearing nothing but the medal you won. It hits against your chest with each of his thrusts. His cock is so deep inside you that you're sure you can see it through your stomach if you weren't pressed so close into him. He keeps praising you. Keeps stoking your pride.

"I'm so proud of you." "You've done so well." "You've exceeded my expectations." "You deserve this reward."

He's drunk off you and your pride. He's not thinking straight. He pins you against the wall to get better leverage as his pace goes feral. He's not even stringing together coherent sentences anymore, it's random words of praise between growls, groans and nibbles to your neck.

It's not long before he draws an orgasm out of you and he follows not long after. Just in time too as Diavolo leaves the stage to applause, you could have sworn you saw him look over out the corner of his eye but decided not to say anything as Lucifer slowly pulls out of you, a barely audible moan leaves his throat when his cock pulls out of you. He licks his lips as he watches his own cum drip out of you and onto the floor.

He looks in your eyes and smirks.

"Let's get you back home so I can congratulate you better."

Hold on I have to lay down I— Lucifer being turned on from your pride???? Y E S!!

Lucifer is proud of all your accomplishments big and small but feeling you be proud of your accomplishments? That sparks something inside him, it makes him twitch in his pants, it makes his mind run wild with what he wants to do to you later.

He gets this look in his eyes that lets you know you’ll be spending the night in his room. You feed off each other at that point, you feel prideful knowing how much you turn him on and he becomes restless in his seat.

This was perfect, I’m thinking many thots, Lucifer watching his cum drip out of you 😵‍💫 no one look at me rn

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[sugarcoated-lame]

it’s me coming to ransack you with joel thots! 🥹

with babysitter and joel, i’m sorry but i NEED him to fuck me in one of his old t-shirts. sarah’s in bed, you’ve just showered and thrown it on. you come out of his en-suite and his book is flying to his bedside table. he’s pinning your lower back down into the mattress, hoisting his t-shirt over your ass and bunching it up in his fist as he fucks you into his bed.

on the flip side, i mentioned this in my answer to your thot, but what if you knew joel pre-out break all the way to the second game? somehow you’d stuck together and made it both through, alive. there was a period of time when he was with ellie and you were sure he would never see you again, but when he came back he was different.

pre-outbreak he could be a little mean or rougher during sex, once the outbreak first happened it would still be the same. both of you fucking your frustration out with one another. but after ellie, he changed. he couldn’t hurt you because he saw enough of that and he never wanted to think about you getting hurt.

he would still pound you into the mattress, but with his hands now holding your hips and guiding you, instead of pushing you against the mattress. he would let you take his cock all the way down your throat, but keep his hand nestled tightly in your hair to pull you up every three seconds. there would be no spanking, swapping it for gentle squeezes of your ass instead, but with his rougher hands it was just as delightful.

just joel becoming a huge pleasure fanatic and truly taking care of you during sex 🥰

i hope you’re doing well my love! i’m sending you so many kisses and i hope the beginning of your week has been good, mwah! 💗🫶🏼

SEBBBBB my beloved !!! <3 ransack away babey, I’m always ready for some Joel thots! 🫠

ok Joel fucking you in one of his shirts… it’s not a want it’s a need 😵‍💫 !!!! he goes absolutely feral seeing you in his t-shirts. It all stems from the early days when he first hired you months ago, before you got together, when he would tell you to just spend the night whenever he’d get home too late and was too tired to drive you home. He’d give up his bed for you and insist on taking the couch even if it kills his back, offering you one of his t-shirts and an old pair of gym shorts to sleep in. The sight of you in his clothes and the way his shirt and his pillow would smell like you the next morning would drive Joel absolutely insane back then, and now that you’re his — now that he’s able to touch you and share his bed with you, he can’t keep his hands off you.

Like you said, his book is flying off to the side and he’s on you in a second, fingers rucking up the fabric of his t-shirt as he fucks you into the mattress, dark eyes darting between pleasure-wrought face and where the two of you are connected, Joel squeezing your breast through the thin material, calloused fingers wrinkling the fabric in his grasp

“Might have to let you keep this, darlin’. Looks better on you than it does on me.”

And then knowing Joel since before the outbreak and being apart while he was with Ellie 🥺🥺 I’m picturing you being separated when he leaves the Boston QZ to escort Ellie to the fireflies. With Joel gone, you really have nothing keeping you in Boston anymore, so you decide to leave the QZ too and eventually end up in Jackson.

After saving Ellie from the firefly hospital and returning to Jackson, Joel is just as shocked as you are to see each other again. The Joel that left the QZ was the rough, stoic, closed off man that you’d come to know since he lost his daughter all those years ago, but the Joel you’re seeing now in Jackson is different.

He’s lighter, happier, softer, and that definitely applies to sex with you too. After everything he’s been through during his time on the road with Ellie, all of the things he had to do, the people he’s had to hurt to survive, the last thing he’d ever want is to hurt you. He’d still pound you into the mattress for sure, but his kisses and touches are much softer. The contrast of his rougher hands and how gently they caress your skin, the softness of his lips on yours while he fucks you hard into the mattress sending shivers down your spine. His words are sweeter too, gently spurring you on and letting you know he’s going to take care of you.

“Want you to cum for me. Let go for me, sweetheart, I’ve got you.”

No longer just trying to fuck out his frustrations, Joel’s main focus is on what makes you feel good and bringing you pleasure 🥹

aaaah thank you so, so much for sending these thots my love, they’ve got me absolutely reeling 😵‍💫 I’m giggling and kicking my feet I need him so bad !!!! 🫠🫠 and I’m doing pretty well thank you babes <3 I hope you’ve had a great start to your week too! ilysm, sending you so many hugs and kisses right back!!! 🥰🌸💜💕💜💕💜💕

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[sebsxphia]

Sebby. Love, I think I had one of thee best Poly!Squad thots I’ve ever had.

Everyone’s out for the night at the Hard Deck and Sweet Bunny has actually been really really good, she’s listened and not been bratty. Everyone was looking to reward them throughly when god back home, however Jake decided to get Bob and Bradley tipsy and the three of them started to tease poor Bunny and Natasha isn’t having any of it. She’s pissed that they would even consider being teasing and mean to Bunny after she’s been so good. But where she drew the line was when Bradley and Jake started to tease her.

So Natasha promptly drags everybody back home and has the boys sit in separate seats away from each other and warns them- nay promises them that if they do as much touch themselves or each other before Natasha is done, they’re not getting her or Bunny for a month.

And then she took a seat on the couch opposite to the boys before having Bunny strip down for them before beckoning her to sit on her lap and whispers “You’ve been soo soo good Bunny, and I promise you that when this is over and done, Mommy is gonna make you cum so hard for being such a good girl” and kisses her before whispering again “but Daddy’s haven’t been very nice so Mommy needs to teach them a lesson, okay?” And Bunny agrees before Natasha has her flip and face outward to the boys.

Natasha hooks Bunny’s legs over hers before she starts to tease Bunny “Boys.” She starts “The three of you haven’t been very nice to Bunny have you?” And still slightly tipsy the boys are semi giggly but very much listening and paying attention so they just nod and agree.

As soon as they agree Natasha starts to work Bunny up while asking “Sweet Bunny” And she’ll make eye contact with Bradley while asking “how many times did Bradley tease you?” And Natasha goes down the line looking at Jake then asking Bunny how many times he teased her, and same with Bob… and as soon as she has that final number.

“Well Boys, I don’t know if you kept found but that’s 10 times the three of you over all teased poor Sweet Bunny” And by this point Bunny is so close, she’s rutting against Natasha’s hand, head thrown back resting on Natasha’s shoulder, moans and screams leaving her mouth.

Let me tell ya, the boys are absolutely enamored almost in tranced by watching Bunny, and just as she’s about to fall over the edge when Natasha abruptly stops “Why don’t you tell Bunny why you’re watching right now Jake?” Natasha asks firmly catching the normally cocky pilot off guard

“Ummm… because… because I was stupid” unsatisfied with his answer she turned to Bob.

“Bobby. Why are the three of you in this position” And she started to work Bunny up once more

Trying to think of an answer that would satisfy his front seater “Well-“

“Wells are for water Bob” she quickly responded not caring for how long it took the wso to answer before turning to Bradley “Bradshaw” the desperation that came onto Bradley’s face as she spoke “Tell Bunny why she’s not allowed to cum”

His eyes flicked between Natasha’s eyes and Bunny who by now was practically wailing with anticipation, “Because we were mean to you and Bunny” just as he replied Natasha stopped Bunny once more causing her to sob as her body shook trying to come down from the high that never came before Natasha scooped Bunny into her arms and carried her to the bedroom. Shutting the door behind her, but not locking it, knowing the boys wouldn’t dare open it while Natasha was still cross with them. And so they sat in the living room listening as Natasha indeed fulfilled her promises to Bunny

BELLA FUCK SHIT OH MY GOD FUCKING HELL HOW DID YOU KNOW IVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT POLY!SQUAD AT THE MOMENT AND I MISS THEM

this thot just brought everything back to life and i’m barking like a feral dog omg. because you would be giving natasha wide eyes with panic when she asks bradley in front of you why you’re not allowed to come. but you trust her and what she said before that you will get to come for being such a good girl. she just wants to make a point to all three of the bratty boys that they were being unfair and bunny deserves to come.

an hour or so later when natasha has told the boys their punishment is over, they give you a night of praise, love and most of all apologies. “sorry bunny, you’ve been so good. we were being so mean, please forgive us and let us make you come again. you deserve it, you’re such a good bunny.”

hehe thank you so much for this insane thot my love!! i could kiss your brain, mwah!! 💌💖

#💌you’ve got mail #nobody7102 #jake hangman seresin #robert bob floyd #bradley rooster bradshaw #natasha phoenix trace #poly!squad #I MISS THEM

[mythical-illustrator]

Shipping time! How about Grace x Wolffe? If you already have that one maybe Cody?

I'm gonna do both of theme becuase you know what...the thots be thotting.

The cody one gets a little...spicy at the end.

Grace x Wolffe

They are eyeroll buddies, the amount of judgment the both of them can capture in one face, and whole ass conversations with glance at each other. They're defiently comunicate via eyebrow. Grace cares, so much but doesn't tollerate stupid. And will tell people-usually in such a way they have no idea they've been inuslted what she thinks of them. Wolffe has no filter but has learned to let Grace talk to people on diplomatic missions when Plo isn't around.

One of Grace's best friends is Anakin Skywalker, and she loves him, but boy do they both hate C3PO. Grace is constantly making jokes about pushing him off/out of the ship. What she doesn't know if she makes to many, Wolffe is defiently taking her up on that offer. He usually snaps and tells him to shut up when even Grace starts getting twitchy. When Wolffe reaches for blasters, Grace gives the droid a task to get him out of Wolffe's hair.

Wolffe and Grace would have met- when Grace transfered one her medicas to his new batallion. She stayed to make sure the transition went smooth. They defiently didn't hit it off right way. Wolffe looks stand offish and rude and Grace has a bad habit of holding herself tightly wound with the "Perfect Jedi" appearnce. Plo told the rest of the pack to be patient and trust in the force. Eventually Grace sliped, and said something deepily sarcastic at one of their missions- and the person was being less than respectful to his clone rescuers- and got Wolffe to chuckle which made her chuckle. After that it became a way of them to communicate- sarcasitc comments back and forth then witty banttern.

When ever Wolffe gets to grouchy with her she just snorts and says "I was there when we had to hold your eyeball in your head, you're not chasing me away that easily." Plo likes putting them together because despite the biting words, he feels good about them in the force.

These two...there banter builds and builds untill it explodes. He took more risks than she thought was neicasrry as a medic and when he refused medical treatment she would hunt him down. She corners him one day, shouting about how hes not actually expendable, and dying would be a waste of life.

"Start taking care of yourself you one eyed Bastard."

"Make me witch."

And then she shoved him over and agressibly kissed him. She immiedly back uped and tried hinding among her "Jedi" Persona but he just growled and shoved her agaisnt the wall. *Spicy times*

After that, there banter took on a more sexual edge then a more romantic one.

Grace x Cody.

Grace and cody have a more slow bulid realtionship. She gets temporary assigment aboard the Negotator and immeditly the crew notes her tendiency to behabe like Kenobi...which is a relief for Cody. He was afraid the child hood best friend of Skywalker would be as crazy as him. She was professional, Jedi persona that took charge of medical treatments and oragnization and it was one less thing they needed to worry about. Till someone attacked ther convoy. And he got to see the more untamed feral side of the this nightsiter turned Jedi. She stood her ground against hte droids and refused to leave men behind, fighting off clankers with a mixture of magic and the force, snarling at anythign that moved. Then she dragged back all the wounded men and treated their energies with smiles and laughter like she hadn't flipped a feral switch on the battle field. Cody decided then and there he would follow this woman anywhere into battle. Kenobi just smiled and left his commander in capable hands.

Grace and Cody are subtle in their relationships. Slow building as it is. It started with late nights, after Grace tracks down Kenobi for medical check ups, sassing the man and rolling her eyes and running healing energies and med scanners where ever she happens to find him. She'd do paperwork with the three, or just him when Kenobi was busy. At first she sat in silence, then she started asking after his men- like Waxer and boil, or the Ghost crew and how it got its name. He started asking her about the meaning of her tatttos. Those late night dicussions lead to a deep understanding between the two as they drifted closer and closer. She brought him caf and smiled, and he made her tea from Kenobis stash. One day while doing paperwork, he got up to go refeal her tea and when he came back- and to this day he still didn't know why he did it- but as he set her cup down, he leaned down and pressed a kiss right on the arch of her lekku. She moaned uner the attention and they both froze. Slowly, so very slowly, Grace looked up at him and Cody swore he stopped breathing. She stood, maintaining eye contact as she went till they stood chst to chset, breathing each others air.

"Being a jedi means putting the galaxy before your own needs." She said, and he nodded, trying to not flinch but she reached out and cupped his check. "But that doesn't mean we cant...you will always be second to the glaxy...but...." "I would happily stand beside you against the entire galaxy.' He whispered and she sucked in a breath before noding. Carfully she leaned up and pressed a kiss agains the side of his mouth- so carefully then waited to see if he would return her feelings. He did so galdly.

One of Grace's favorate things to do is help cody relax, so she'll put his head in her lap, and run her fingers through his hair and sing for him. She explained she didn't sing for anyone, not anympre, not since her bother was sold. But she sings soft songs about love and hope and runs her hands thorugh his hair because hes worth singing again.

Cody paints one of her tattos- after leaning all of their meanings on the underside of his amror, the one for Bravery and Championship. It presses agains his heart the same way hers does and only he knows its there. Grace cried when she saw it, stroking hte paint and before kissing Cody with all the love she had to give.

Grace went to men and asked if anyone on board did tattoos, the clones were very excited to tattoo their tattoed jedi and the ones who did it stuided hers with great intrest. She got a sun burst on her hip-all the men weere giddy while they watched it happen, distracting Cody the whole day while she got it done. She showed it to him later, lifting hte part of her dress and black under suit to show him the fresh ink. He spent the rest of the night pressing kisses around the tatto and once it was healed, lavishing all the attention on it while she rode his fingers.

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#star wars #the clone wars #Jedi oc Grace Talzindottir #commander cody #commander wolffe #grace Wolffe #grace cody #oc ask game

[wonusite]

back with mingyu thots because no matter how hot the other members are gyu keeps his tall muscly ass unmoving in top place on my bias list 🙄

werewolf!mingyu in heat and whispering "wanna fill you up. wanna fill you up and make you pregnant with my pups. wanna let everyone know you're mine, baby. you want that too, don't you?" while he's rearranging your guts 🥴 all you can do is babble out many yes's because you're a good girl that'll take anything he gives you~

- 🐶

REAL!!!! that man is one of my top bias wreckers but he’s also lowkey working his way into my bias list? 🤨

anyway, lets get into it. so picture this–

werewolf!gyu has seen u around and is infatuated w u like so bad bc ur the cutest most fuckable omega he’s ever seen. so he obvs tries to get to know you only to be shot down every time. he doesn’t understand why bc not to be cocky but everyone wants him. then, one day when he goes into a rut he kind of loses control and instead of finding a partner like usual he locks himself in his room bc he only wants you.

so cut to bestie!wonwoo contacting u and begging u to help out his friend bc he doesn’t want gyu to tear up their house (he’s also genuinely worried for him). ur reluctant bc yeah even tho u are attracted to werewolf!gyu, you’re scared of getting hurt. it’s not until wonwoo tells u that he’s refused to take a partner bc he’s only interested in you that you agree to help.

cut to you entering the house and by now mingyu has memorized your scent so he comes barreling through his bedroom door, unable to believe that you’re actually standing in his house. and you look so tempting in a tight little skirt that barely covers your ass and a cropped shirt thats barely keeping your tits covered. he manages to control himself and tells you to leave bc he’s in heat and he might not be able to hold himself back. it only makes you feel better about your decision and you only smile at him while giving him puppy dog eyes. “but i came because i want your knot.”

so he just goes absolutely feral tears off all your flimsy clothing and his own before he starts pounding into you like the primal beast inside him has always wanted to do. you can only moan and cry out bc his fat cock is hitting your spot repeatedly and harshly. he makes you come several times all while growling. “such a fucking tease. this entire time you’ve wanted my knot huh? wanted me to stuff your little pussy full of my cum and fuck you full of my pups.”

ofc you agree bc really that’s what you wanted all along. you two proceed to fuck all night all over the house until your cunt can’t fit anymore of his cum 🥴

#kinda got carried away #but fuck it #this man does things to me #as u can tell #🐶 nonny #nalani.thotz

[scrabble-scribbles]

I had a thot for Echos, like an au of the au.

What if over the course of the war, Ahsoka and Rex start getting even more jaded? They’re trying to stop Palpatine, trying to save their brothers and friends, but they can’t do enough. Every time, either more people die or they lose the same number, or just lose the ones who survived last time. Ahsoka slowly loses control of her powers, going deeper and deeper into the force (I’ll explain my force headcanon later). At first, using the dark side is completely accidental, maybe a desperate attempt to save someone. But she starts to notice it working, the only time she can save people without losing way more is when she uses the dark side. At first, she’s scared, she doesn’t want to fall like her master did, like barriss did, like so many Jedi have and will, so she fights back. Until a mission where everything goes wrong, off the wall insane, and she has no choice. She draws on the dark side, saves everyone. And then she starts using it more freely. After all, who would notice if one trade federation man ends up dead, from a broken neck? War is dangerous, and they have thousands of enemies. And who would care if a separatist tactician comes out of an interrogation babbling in terror, unspeakable fear behind their eyes, as long as they have data that can help the war?

Rex is more subtle. He doesn’t draw on the Force, he doesn’t have the risk of falling. But him and Ahsoka are connected in the Force. He grows more ruthless, more protective. He dips back into the tactics used by the rebels, gurellia warfare, infiltration and weakening tactics, and plans that are more concerned with protecting his own than worrying about civilian casualties or how the land is damaged, like firebombing runs. During prisoner transfers, he breaks a few bones when prisoners are rude. He doesn’t take shit from natborn officers, Jedi and non Jedi alike. The Togruta Jedi almost always at his side snarls whenever anyone tries to reprimand him, and complaints somehow always end up missing.

The turning point for both of them would probably be Umbara. Ahsoka’s not leaving Rex and his men alone with Krell after Anakin leaves, despite her telling him Krell's bad. She's mad, Rex is furious, both of them are stuck in a campaign thats hell. Ahsoka wasnt here last time, so she gets stuck a few times, and Rex is trying to save anyone he can. Ahsoka and krell are arguing over tactics, with rex on her side. When Krell threatens Fives (lightsaber from the episode), Ahsoka Force pushes him away. Both her sabers are out and she's glaring him down, standing in front of Fives. Rex has both blasters out and aimed at Krell. Nothing really happens, Krell just stands down and lets them continue, until his plan to take the capital happens. Ahsoka goes with the clones, against Krell's orders, and her and rex manage to save more men on the retreat. Fives, Hardcase and jesse go to blow up the ship, and when Krell tries to have them executed, ahsoka and rex dont let him. (i might write this out). When the time comes where Krell sends them out to kill the 212th troopers, Ahsoka stops it before they even can, but then another battalion comes through and tries killing both the 501st and 212th men. (probably luminara's men because barriss was there in the episode), and lots of ppl die. Instead of the clones going, Rex and Ahsoka go to confront Krell. he threatens to have Rex executed for something, to get ahsoka expelled for dark side and attachments. Keystone moment, and Ahsoka goes dark.

The troopers trudging back to the camp see the spinning lightsabers as Krell is thrown out of the building, and smaller sabers as Ahsoka follows. Rex jumps down, and is helped by Ahsoka to land perfectly, both attacking Krell. The 501st men are shocked, because Ahsoka is fighting like a completely different person. her fighting style is near feral, and the besalisk is genuinely struggling to keep up with her. Ahsoka gets him down, cuts two of his arms off. None of them say anything as Rex shoots Krell in the head. Ahsoka's eyes flash gold as Krell's body is dragged away.

So basically Ahsoka falls, and Rex follows her, because of their desperation to save people and stop the sith from taking over, from stealing so much from them. And the kicker? through this, they lose the family they were trying so hard to save.

Anyhoo that was my angst thot for Echos :)

#EOTF AU #ahsoka tano #captain rex #clone wars #pong krell #star wars #fives #sith #jedi order #umbara arc

[write-nerdy-to-me]

hey lucifer anon here again, just wanted to drop by and say i finished season 6 and oh my goDDDDDDD. i would love to hear ur thoughts and feelings if u have any

beloved lucifer anon, i finally finished the series (!!!) and i have the most Thoughts & Feelings. i laughed, i cried, i screamed, i cried some more. it’s been a while since my last true spiral, and god, it's exhilarating. i’d never written a meta spec piece before, and after 5b aired, i was less certain about godadiel—sorry, amenagod. but the show wasn’t over yet and i held onto hope, all the while reluctantly letting myself get used to the idea of lucifer ascending to godhood. i was hanging by a thread through s6 up to those moments when lucifer and amenadiel have their huge revelations. i lost my shit when lucifer admits he doesn’t want to be god; i had to keep myself from screaming “I KNEW IT” after amenadiel says he's going to be god (almost waking up everyone in my house at 3am -- a theme for me this season that was kicked off by the reveal of who rory is !!!!!).

anon, i was flying high, i was chomping at the bit, i was feral. this season has left me with brainworms for days, confirming so many wild theories (#1 dad mug, i’m looking at you, motherfucker), and making me think back to all the seeds that were planted and now harvested, and of course leaving me melting into the floor from all the deckerstar love. (i think the only thing i was truly unprepared for was "welcome to the black parade" playing at the end djsldjsl my emo heart was NOT ready for that!!!)

i really want to delve more into my Thots(tm) about this season and the arcs as a whole, but with my brainworms raving it up, anything i do will just be me going !!!!! at everything. for right now, i’m just going to soak in the show gently kissing me on the head and giving me such good fucking food. the glass i'm chewing is delicious.

#anonymous #lucifer #netflix lucifer #lucifer s6 #anon thank you for your patience i know this ask is a year old and you've probably forgotten about it but i didn't #at the moment my thoughts boil down to ''holy shit i was RIGHT?'' #hilarious to me that linda didn't know lucifer didn't want to be god but i did #there are a few things that i'm disappointed about #like trixie not being as involved (though i understand why) #and lucifer having to leave his family again unable to see them for thousands of years #and a few other things that i think maybe they just didn't have time for or were extremely limited with what they could do #i can forgive that but that doesn't mean i don't wish the season had given a little more y'know? #it's okay #i'm easily bought with the amount of deckerstar love we got #don't get me STARTED on their last dance or the beach scene holy SHIT #honestly the longer i sit with what s6 wanted to accomplish the more i understand the choices that were made #don't touch me i'm feral #nerdy replies

[becca-e-barnes]

I am obsessed with your blog! I have notifications turned on so I never miss anything you post haha I’ve always been too shy or scared to contribute to the thirstiness I see here every day haha but I want to be more involved cuz I have sooo many thots I’d love to hear your thoughts on ;) can I be 🗿 anon? If that isn’t taken :)

I can’t stop thinking today about slightly subbyBucky who’s been so well behaved you’re letting him just absolutely RAIL you and he’s pounding that pussy so hard and deep and so good that you pass out. So he is worried about you and stops, but doesn’t pull out, and tries to rouse you and make sure you’re okay but when you come to you’re just like “Did I say you could stop?!” And then he just goes feral, maybe even breaks the headboard. 🤤

Love you!! —🗿 anon

Absolutely honey, that emoji is yours!! I get so exciting seeing new people contribute! Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts with me and for sticking around!! 💗

God, I had actually had like 3 people request something like this in the past week, you guys fucking love subby!bucky losing it and absolutely pounding you

And fuck, I have this thought in my head rn about subby!bucky literally fucking you so good you can’t help but cry and he’s just apologising. Your legs are up over his shoulders, it’s his reward for being so well behaved and he’s making the most of it because he rarely gets permission to take from you like this.

But fuck, your babyboy is so unbelievably deep inside you. He’s angling every thrust perfectly and he’s the one whimpering and whining, somehow still picking up speed. “F-fuck. Fuck. Fuck I’m so sorry. ‘M sorry. Fuck, please don’t cry mommy. I’m sorry, I-I can’t.” He mewls but despite his earnest apologies, he doesn’t relent in the slightest.

He almost seems like he’s lost total control. All he can think of is the high that he’s going to feel when he’s finally able to finish in your tight little body and he hardly cares how fast he has to go to achieve it.

“B-Bucky baby. S-so good. Feel so perfect inside me.” You choke out, tears streaming down your face but the praise almost overwhelms your poor baby. Before you know it, your head is too fuzzy, everything is going a little dark and you come round to your concerned lover, cradling your face in his huge hands, concern plastered all over his face.

“Did mommy tell you to stop, babyboy?” You quiz quietly, given how you could hear a pin drop in the bedroom now. He shakes his head quickly, eyes wide, beyond excited that you’re still letting him continue. “Then you better get back to fucking me like that or you won’t be allowed to touch me for a week.”

The groan that leaves him is truly criminal. His lips are plump and bitten raw, his pretty lashes emphasise how his eyes flutter shut as he fucks into you in the most manic way, his thick cock sliding in and out of your twitching hole.

An almighty crack pulls your attention away from your partner though and it takes a few seconds for you to realise he has the splintered remnants of your headboard in his metal hand, gripping it for all he’s worth.

“Can’t get enough of you mommy. Can’t g-get deep enough. Needa fuckin’ cum. I’m sorry mommy but I needa fill you up. Ah, oh god, mommy I’m sorry.” He mumbles right against your skin and you feel how his dick begins to twitch, a huge load streaming into your body, filling your aching, swollen cunt until it’s overfull and leaking. The sobs that leave him are truly beautiful and just this once, you can forgive him for cumming inside you without permission

#asks answered <3 #🗿 anon #becca writes spice #sub!bucky #I love the thought of calling him babyboy #lol oops I’m too into this #goddddd I love the thought of him losing control but staying subby #and there’s something so hot about him knowing he’s lost control and still giving in to his needs #does that even make sense lol

[aerynwrites]

So ive been having a thot after seeing this bra ad for this like lacy dark blue almost like bralette with this really nice yellow star embroidery. I just think Rex would go a little feral if he saw it 👀

-🦖

A/N: Okay so I kind of took a little liberty in creating a full linger set instead of just the bralette so I hope that’s cool! I hope you enjoy 👀😏 Bc Rex would definitely go feral for something like this.

Word Count: 884

Warnings: 18+ ONLY! References to sexual situations, lingerie, male anatomy, teasing, fluff, Rex being a horn dog Bc he deserves it. Suggestive comments and situations. Afab!reader.

You never anticipated two pieces of fabric causing so many mixed reactions within you. You remember the utter excitement and giddiness you felt when you saw the royal blue fabric on the mannequin in the store window. And all the thoughts that flooded your brain when you purchased it.

But now, as you stand in the bathroom of your small apartment, Rex waiting unawares in your bedroom, you can’t help the insecurity that creeps up. You have to admit you look damn good. The lingerie set was practically made for you, fitting perfectly in all the right places, accentuating your curves and leaving nothing to the imagination. It’s two pieces, a very sheer bra and a pair of panties to match. The royal blue color just so happens to match Rex’s Battalion perfectly and while that was a large part of why you bought it, the main thing that caught your eye were the delicate and beautiful gold stars woven into the sheer blue lace. It made the piece look like a galaxy and you couldn’t help but think of Rex’s reaction when you saw it.

But now you just felt…silly. Rex has never been one to indulge in frivolous things - always so serious and down to business. What if he thought this was too much? Or not enough? Or what if he chastised you for even spending precision credits on something like this-

No!

You stop the thoughts in their tracks. Rex would never think any of those things. He loves you, and you love him. So he’s going to love whatever you do. You smile to yourself softly. Your confidence comes back tenfold as you reach over and grab the thin robe from the hook, slipping it over your shoulders.

Rex has no idea what’s coming.

You open the fresher door and step out into the bedroom casually, robe wrapped around you, hiding the true reason for your exit. Rex looks up at you from where he sits on the bed in his blacks, back against the headboard and data pad in his hand as he no doubt goes over reports from the day. He sends you a questioning look.

“Did you forget something, cyare? I thought you were taking a shower.”

You send him a small smile as you approach him, fingers toying with the tie of your robe as you walk closer. “I lied about the shower,” you finally admit, “I actually have a present for you. I saw it when I was in town the other day and thought of you.”

Rex’s eyes soften as he looks at you and you see him move to respond but cut him off before he can. You tug at the tie of your robe and let the fabric drop from your shoulders to the floor, pooling at your feet. The cool air of the room greets you and you can’t help the shiver that runs down your spine, both from the temperature of the room and the way Rex’s eyes darken as they rake over your form.

He stays silent for longer than you anticipated. His back is rigid as he sits up and moves to sit on the edge of the bed, eyes never leaving you as he seems to take in every little detail possible. You shift beneath his gaze, taking his silence as anything but approval.

“Do you…do you not like it?” You ask softly, trying your hardest to snuff out the uncertainty swelling in your chest.

This makes Rex’s head snap up, eyes locking into yours as his mouth falls open, “what? No - I mean yes, No-“ he lets out a huff of frustration as he stumbles over his words before finally reaching out and resting his hands on your waist, fingers digging into the flesh of your hips gently. “Not like it?” He asks in disbelief, “you look kriffing amazing, cyare. I just…wasn’t expecting this.”

You can’t help but let out a small giggle at his awestruck gaze, once again wandering over you before returning to your face. “Well,” you begin, moving to crawl into his lap, straddling his hips, a smirk tugging at your lips as you feel his already hard cock pressing against you, “are you going to unwrap your present?”

A low groan escapes his lips and he wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer and making you moan at the friction it creates. “I think…” he trails his hands down, fingers trailing over the lace edges on your underwear, his hips bucking up into yours involuntarily, “this is a gift best enjoyed in its wrapping. Don’t you think?”

He only pulls away to look at you, eyes blown wide with lust. And all you can seem to do is nod. And that’s all it takes for the Captain to jump into action, locking his lips with your own before quickly maneuvering you both onto the bed, you beneath him as he gifs his shirt over his head before leaning down to trail kisses from your jaw down your neck.

“Good,” he mumbles against your skin, “I’ll try to be careful but…” you whimper as he gently nips at the delicate spot below your ear, “I can’t make any promises.”

You can’t stop the smile that tugs at your lips.

Best. Purchase. Ever.

#captain rex x reader #captain Rex #captain Rex x female reader #the clone wars x reader

[ronnieiswriting]

Sweet Dreams- Boxer!Paz x Baker!Freader

Inspired by the events of Foul (following straight after) and the Boxer Din AU created and written by the wonderful, amazing, brilliantly talented @djarinsbeskar! WC: 1,641 Tags: 18+, mentions of smut, its a smutty AU ya'll know the drill, sickeningly sweet fluff I have been driven to write this to deal with all my Paz thots- it will become very clear that I make up for the fact that I can't write hot smut by writing the softest shit. Excuse the lack of editing, also, its quite the mess x

After Din had stormed off with his “not-girlfriend” at Avika, Paz was more than ready to go home right then and there, thoroughly unwanting to deal with the feral frenzy that Din had stirred up in and out the ring. But there was no doubt that there would be more calls for blood. And even if that weren’t the case- even if Din wasn’t on the lists tonight- Paz had to stay.

It was his job after all. And one he enjoyed more often than not.

But when he thought about you, Paz’s priorities became trivial- like dust in the wind.

He hadn’t been dating you for long but he already knew that he was in deep. To Paz, you were the one that hung the stars in the sky; you, a hardworking baker with a smile that made his heart ache and hips that made his cock twitch. It was love, the realest he’d ever found, and every day he swore his gratitude to whatever force had sent him to you.

It was almost a taunt to watch Din leave Avika with his “not-girlfriend” tucked into his side- he’d been disqualified from any more fights that night but he couldn’t look any less content about it- when Paz had to stay behind with nothing but the thoughts of you waiting for him back at his place to keep him company.

To pass a bit of time between the words that were being exchanged between Boba and Din’s opponent’s trainer, Paz checked his phone- his mood instantly brightened when he saw a notification from you.

From: Sugar Cookie💖

Hey babe, I just got home. Did you feed Kitty yet? He’s begging me for food rn but I know he’s probs got a full belly and is just being a little gobble guts lol. sent 4:13am

I gave him a tinyyy bit of kibble to hold him over in case you didn’t. Kitty knows I can’t resist him. Sorry for messaging you at work btw. I know you’re busy xx Love you xx sent 4:19am

Paz checked the current time. 5:30am. Shit. He must’ve missed the buzz of the notification amidst the chaos. Usually, your shifts at the bakery ended closer to midnight but he knew you to be a hard worker, proud of the bakery you ran by yourself, and always likely to get caught up in a task until it was done to a high standard. It was just another thing for Paz to love about you.

His thumbs hovered over the reply box; you had probably already gone to bed, exhausted from your own long day of work. He couldn’t bring himself to disturb you but he pushed past that doubt a second later, typing out a response, softened when he reread your messages about his kitten.

“Vizsla!” Boba’s voice pulled him back into reality. “Are you listening at all? This does concern you.”

Paz managed an easy half-lie, fingers tapping away as he switched contacts and began typing another message, “I’m sending Din a text- trying to figure out what started all this.”

…

When Paz finally did get home it was pushing 8am. Expecting to find you curled up in his bed, comfortably asleep, he was shocked to see you as soon as he opened the door to his apartment. You were propped up against a wall of cushions on his couch with a book resting in your lap and his kitten snoozing on your chest. Head thrown back and peacefully still, he could tell you were fast asleep.

Just the sight of you, the shape of your body outlined by the drape of the blanket that was thrown over you, your features illuminated by the warm light of the lamp, the splay of your hair over the pillows- just looking at you relieved him of so much of the stress he had carried home. His eyes traced over your form, picking out the dip and curve of your hips, and he was struck again with the amount of love he had for you. He still couldn’t believe how quickly he had developed such deep feelings for you but that fact made them no less sincere. The softness and simple intimacy (whether that be primarily sexual or emotional) that your company alone promised never ceased to amaze him.

Trying to be as quiet as he could manage, Paz shut the door behind him, put his backpack down by the door, and crossed the room to kneel down at your side. He considered leaving you there for the rest of the night- if he did he could go take a nap and then come back and wake you up by eating you out before making you breakfast- but ultimately he wanted to, needed to sleep next to you… and he couldn’t manage that on the couch.

He got the best sleep when you stayed the night, your chest made a far better pillow and your arms though relatively small provided him with so much warmth that he would be more than content to sleep without any covers (which happened sometimes when you hoarded the blankets).

Paz let out a silent sigh and reached out to stroke the hair away from your face. You stirred in response and he leaned in to press a kiss to your nose, “Hey, baby, it’s just me.”

You let out a soft moan, eyes scrunching up before blinking open, looking up at him blearily, “Paz~”

His heart could have burst at the sound of your gentle voice laden with sleep. Carefully so as not to disturb your place, Paz eased the book from your fingers. The exhaustion was palpable on your face, the weight of many hours of work pulling at the edges of your eyes. “I thought you’d be in bed by now.”

You eased yourself up on the cushions, one hand bracing the kitten against your chest. “I wanted to stay up for you. I didn’t mean to doze off.��� Fuck. Paz was slipping his arms under you faster than you could process and when he stood you were tucked against his chest, kitten, blanket and all. You didn’t even seem bothered by the shift, curling your fingers into the neckline of his shirt. The simple touch drove him wild- the burn of your warm skin against his throat like a blowtorch- and the fact that you seemed oblivious to that only made him ache for you more.

When he had gotten you halfway to the bedroom you spoke again in that voice that threatened sleep, “I would've been able to stay up for you if I didn’t have to spend three hours on a last minute order for a wedding cake.”

Paz opened the door with his hip. “You don’t have to say yes to every job you know.”

“I know- but the couple was so sweet, I couldn’t say no. Plus they paid me double and half on top because of the short notice.”

He laid you out on the bed and replaced the throw blanket with his thick quilt, kitten moving to curl up beside your head on the pillow. The comfortable setting was luring you quickly to sleep again but you were still determined to see him next to you before you shut your eyes again fully. When he didn’t immediately join you, you frowned.

Paz eased the crease in your brow with a kiss there, “Don’t pout, sweetheart. I just gotta take a shower.” He could have skipped one for now, knowing you wouldn’t protest his sweaty skin, but he wanted to be rid of the flecks of blood that had stuck to him, everything that had stuck to him from that ring, before he touched you. You started to protest but Paz silenced you with a searing kiss to your lips, “I won’t be long, I promise.”

If he had thought you would be back asleep by the time he finished he was fooling himself. You scooched backwards on the mattress and petted the space you made in front, “come here.”

Paz went willingly, instantly. He eased back the covers and shuffled in next to you, clad only in a pair of boxers, hands instantly finding your skin to greedily palm the warmth that radiated from you. You cozied up to him just as naturally, arms wrapping around his neck so that he could tuck his face against the crook of your neck. With the covers pulled over the both of you, Paz felt surrounded by your presence and it calmed any remaining stress he had.

Although he had reprimanded Din for taking a violent approach to defending a woman’s honor, Paz couldn’t deny the fact that he’d be just as likely to take a similar action if anyone spoke about you like that- just thinking about those vile, entitled words directed at you made his jaw clench subconsciously. And yet just as soon as that anger stirred up in him, it dissipated again, soothed by the thump of your heart against his chest and the delicate fan of air you puffed over his damp skin.

He was reminded of the first time he told you he loved you; not long ago, in the middle of a good hard fuck when he had you by the hip, lost in the emotion of your eyes to the point where his confession had come out as a babble that became a mantra that he punctuated with each thrust of his hips. You had been on the verge of tears then, overstimulated and shaking, when you returned the words to him from your own lips: I love you too.

“I love you.” Paz whispered.

You snuggled against him tighter, a sleepy sigh escaping you when his hands ran up and down your sides. “I love you too.”

#the mandolorian #the mandalorian fanfiction #paz vizla au #paz vizla #paz vizsla #paz vizla x reader #paz vizla x you #paz viszla #paz x reader #paz vizsla x reader #the mandalorian modern au #boxer!paz #baker!reader #boxer au #ronnie's actual writing

[shorkbrian]

Mommy please

My and @seijoh and @confessions-of-a-yandere-freak and @implexedactions were thirsting and I have so many thots to think about KIRISHIMA always and forever I 🥵

This was supposed to be a short thirst but it’s half thirst half drabble im sorry I couldn’t help myself Kirishima’s just too hot to contain.

(NSFW/mommy kink/noncon)

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Big beefy Kiri is so sweet, so kind and polite and the perfect gentleman. Always offers to take you on dates, showers you with flowers and gifts, tries to hold your hand and kiss your knuckles every chance he gets.

Even if you don’t want him to.

He never gives you a chance to tell him no, to ask him to stop, to push him away. Kirishima shows up at your apartment with roses clutched in his hands, a bright smile on his face as soon as you open the door.

You can’t get the words out to ask him to leave, cause he’s crashing into you, shoving the roses into your hands as he kisses you, mouth hot and wet.

Pushes you around, manhandles you like you’re nothing. By the time he lets you break away from the kiss, his hand is down your shorts, knuckles brushing softly over your panties, pressed up against your clit.

You wanna tell him no, tell him to stop and go home and leave you alone, but then he’s kissing you again, sharp teeth nipping at your lip until you open your mouth to let him explore inside, his technique messy but enthusiastic. 

Kirishima is so strong, it’s easy for him to lift you into his arms, asking you sweetly to wrap your legs around his waist while he slowly grinds his clothed bulge in-between your legs, making you gasp at the pang of pleasure that shoots through your stomach on each grind.

And then his mouth is on yours again, and he's stumbling towards your bedroom. The man pauses occasionally to shove your back against a wall to steady you so he can hump against your pussy, both of your clothes beginning to spot with precum and wetness.

There isn’t time to tell him no, his presence is so overwhelming and it’s so hard to catch a breath with him attacking you so lustfully with his lips and hands.

By the time you reach the bedroom, your scrabbling at his arms, half wanting to be let go, half wanting for him to pull you closer.

You know this isn’t right, what he’s doing isn’t right - it never is, hasn’t been from the beginning. There’s no consent on your part, and Kirishima doesn’t care to ask.

His polite and gentlemanly exterior crumbles around you, burned to ashes by lust and desperation. Instead he turns into a demon, grabbing and humping and taking whatever he wants. Problem is, he doesn’t ask if you want it too.

Never gives into your timid requests for him to leave, always brushes it off as you being shy or embarrassed. At least, that’s what you hope. You can’t bear the thought of Kirishima purposefully fucking you knowing that you don’t want him too.

(He knows, and it hurts his heart. But why would he ever stop fucking you when it makes the both of you almost pass out from the pleasure?)

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“Let me eat you out mommy, please?”

“Kiri I don’t-”

“Don’t be shy, I love you so much. It’ll feel so good, I’ll be so good for you. Please, please let me lick your perfect little pussy.”

He’s already stripping off your shorts, your hands doing nothing to stop him. Kirishima loves sitting you on the edge of the bed, dropping to his knees and throwing your legs over his shoulders before going down on you. 

The man goes on and on about how pretty you are, how sweet you taste, ignoring whispering “stop, please don’t”.

Kirishima does what he wants, and he only wants you.

When he starts licking broad stripes up your cunt, you can’t do anything but shudder and clutch at his hair, try to pull him away, push him back. It feels good, but you don’t want it to.

Kiri always stops when you pull his hair, looking up at you with glittering red eyes as he lips his lips, savoring your taste.  “Oh, sorry mommy, I forgot to put up my hair. Know you like to pull on it when you get too sensitive.”

And it’s tantalizing, watching his muscles flex underneath his shirt while he pulls his long hair into a ponytail before diving back between your legs. You try to clamp them shut, but he just laughs and easily wrenches them open, tells you not to hide from him, let him see your beautiful little body and make you cum until you’re shaking.

He does exactly that, holding onto one of your legs over his shoulder with one hand, the other kneading his cock through his sweats as he excitedly eats you out, licking and slurping and spitting onto your cunt. You’re usually crying at this point, begging him to stop and go home, leave you alone, you don’t want this, but Kiri never listens.

He does like the sound of your begging.

Kirishima makes sure you cum more than once, messily dragging his tongue over your thighs, lapping at your cum like he’s had nothing to drink for a week, a man with an unquenchable thirst. There’s all sorts of sounds, from his feral, unconscious groaning and growling to the slick, squelchy sound of him mouthing feverishly at your clit.

When he finally pulls back, panting and groaning with need, he blinks up at you, a wide smile dancing across his face.

“Thank you mommy, what a treat. You always taste so nice, wish you would let me spend all day in between your thighs. Thank you so much for letting me eat you out, you’re so good to me.”

The way he says it makes you blush - almost as if you had made him beg to eat you out, as if you had wanted him to do so.

You had begged for him to stop.

It’s not like he ever listens.

And then he’s standing up, shucking off his sweats and shirt before grabbing at your own shirt, pulling it off you before you can resist his big hands. You push yourself towards the other side of the bed, legs feeling like jelly from your previous orgasms, and you don’t get far before Kirishima’s dragging you back towards him.

“Don’t worry, I always make you feel good. I would never hurt my sweet girl. I just wanna feel you mommy, see how hard you made me?”

His cock is bobbing against his belly as he moves, precum slicking the length, smearing against his dark happy trail. He’s got a big dick. You always hate this next part.

Kiri likes to manhandle you while he fucks you, likes to feel how little you are compared to how giant he is. Sometimes he’ll pick you up, hold you in the air and bounce you on his cock while he watches your face, occasionally leaning to kiss and mouth at your neck.

Other times he’ll turn you away from him, push you into the bathroom before picking you up into a full-nelson, right in front of the mirror. In that position, both of you can see how his thick cock enters you, how blotchy your face gets with tears, how you’re almost hyperventilating from the stress and trauma of being violated. Kirishima always looks flushed behind you, knitting his brows together while he chases his pleasure, cooing at his “mommy” and how amazing you are.

When he’s feeling particularly playful, he’ll throw you on the bed, lift you into positions where he has full access to your body, play between sticking his cock in your pussy or tracing it around your mouth. He’ll flick his finger over your clit, mush down the little nub with his thick, calloused thumb and torture it until you’re a sobbing mess, crying and begging and pleading for him to stop, or let you cum - you’d take either at this point.

Today he’s feeling gentle, loving; he wants to spoil his mommy and make you feel amazing, 

So Kiri lays down on his back, pulls you over him and spends a few minutes just grinding his cock against you, whispering sweet nothings into your ear, pausing to whine and whimper at the delicious friction of your skin against his cock. He wants to cum, but he wants to make his mommy feel good first.

When the big man does lift you onto his cock, it’s hard for him to start out slow. He always tries to give one hundred percent, can’t hold himself back when he sinks into your tight heat.

You’re laying against him, head buried into the juncture between his neck and shoulder as you cry. But Kiri wants to see. So he pushes you up, holds you upright with his big meaty palms before he plants his feet on the bed and fucks into you so fast you almost scream.

Kirishima pounds into you so quickly on his lap that your tits are bouncing, and he’s addicted to the way the flesh moves before his eyes. He loves you, body, mind, soul - everything about you is perfect to him. He wants to be with you, wants to watch you and feel you and fuck you until he dies.

He makes you come again, slamming into your g-spot again and again until you’re clenching around him, bawling your eyes out as pleasure overtakes you. You don’t want this, it isn’t right, he’s a bad man.

Your clenched pussy drives him too close to the edge, and Kirishima is crying out, chanting, begging you to let him cum. 

As if you were in control.

The man isn’t necessarily expecting a response, lost in the fantasy of his beautiful little mommy ordering him to come in her little pink pussy, to clean her up afterwards while she grinds her foot against his softening cock while he licks his cum out of her.

It’s that thought that has him spilling inside you, choking up at the sensation of your warm walls milking out his cum.

You feel so good, he loves you so much.

He knows you don’t love him back, knows you hate what he’s doing to you, hate the pleasure he forces from your body.

But Kirishima can pretend you don’t.

He’ll teach you to love him.

#yandere #yandere thoughts #yandere imagines #yandere kirishima eijirou #yandere kirishima eijiro #yandere kirishima #kirishima #kirishima x y/n #Kirishima Eijirou #kirishima thirst #bnha kirishima #tw noncon #what is this #mommy

[deadmunds-ghostbee]

Rambling thoughts/analyses on even more (!) stills:

Buckle in fuckos this is gonna be a long post 🤠

Let’s start with stills we know which ep they’re from:

1. Episode 2x01 So obviously our mans is courting someone. Most speculate this isn’t Edwina and is another girl—which idk skin tone, might just be the lighting (?)—but my thought is that he might have a montage or a few scenes courting other girls in the ton and being bored out of his mind/deeming them inadequate to be his wife. He looks kinda antsy and ready to leave here to me so this fits. Also, note the room behind them? Lady Danburys home had a lot of roses and warm pinks and this cool lavender doesn’t totally fit that vibe. Could very easily be not Edwina.

2. Episode 2x01

Our cutie at Lady Ds ball. Every time we see her in this outfit she seems nervous/ in awe. She seems vaguely pleased here—probably going to dance or getting attention. She deserves 🥰

3. 2x03 Kate having tea. Lots of tea time this season what with ep 1 Anthony tea and ep 4 Kathony + Edwina tea. Thoughts here I actually really like that wig?? Even tho it’s tight? Also new color it’s nice on her but the dress itself I don’t love but she can make anything work. Her cute lil flower too 🥺

4. 2x03 hdshshfakfnffnsj 😩😮‍💨🥴 we all know how I feel abt a certain Mary sharma (I’m free on Thursday when I am free). With our new crumbs of her always love how they do her hair. She’s GLOWING I’m DROOLING also this might be same tea as with Kate? Lightings different looks like she’s maybe under a tent so I doubt it. I’d also say this looks like Aubrey hall in the background? But eh who knows.

5. Episode 2x02 Thots here: Anthony looks so old here I want him to keep away from Edwina jfc 😖. Other people have noted same Kate dress and hair as other still with her in purple with the velvet thingy over it when her and Ed are in the garden. Same episode too, but obvi no velvet or gloves. Also Edwina’s a different dress so who knows the timeline of this shit? Edwina changes (bc she gets wet? Actually kinda doubt that) maybe just to see him. She looks happy to see him, poor little girl. Kate looks surprisingly not feral here? Maybe she’s keeping her anger close to the best this ep.

6. Episode 2x01 more fuckin tea. Clearly before or after the Graham Norton clip that takes place before the debut. Still wondering how they play into Lw and Kathony drama and when Lady D and QC became such good homies??

7. Episode 2x04 heh heh heh. Wow they’re so subtle. First off. Obsessed. Whores in the wilderness unchaperoned. I’ve seen so many great theories and parallels abt this and deadmund and maybe including flashbacks. To answer my one ask question, his hand is pretty much over hers on the gun and it’s big and the position is awkward and I love it. She’s trying so hard to stay cool. She has her jaunty cap and i like it but it’s so weird from the angle and the lighting on her is also weird oh well. Funny that she insisted on coming along and still he’s teaching her how to shoot. What’s the truth? Are either of em even good at it 😂? If that hat wasn’t there he’d be so close but I love the look on his face so much and how the hat hits his forehead. Still don’t believe they’re having this moment whilst killing animals? Hopefully it’s a target? Anyway this has gotta happen before the pink hall that episode or at least I hope. The tension is real and I’m gonna be in so much pain 😩

Now moving on to stills where we don’t *know* the episode: I think it’s more likely most of these are from early on but they did give us a pen/el still from ep 7 so anything’s possible?

8. Who knows when this is from but this is so interesting to me. She looks mad like but maybe also disappointed? Like she’ll tell you (Anthony) off but be sad about it. The wigs actually pretty okay and doesn’t distract from the look in her eyes. The sun on her is magnificent. Simones face is so dynamic and interesting in different shadows and angles and I’m always so intrigued by a new dimension of her gorgeousness.

9. Clearly not a still but you got the idea. It goes with that scene in the trailer obviously. Have seen some speculation maybe it’s from those leaked pap pics of Anthony running after kate in the rain bc of her dark purple but his waist coat doesn’t match so it isn’t quite right. Maybe the pic of Simone in dark dark purple on the horse is still connected tho? I think it’s easy to believe this is a later episode bc of Kate and Anthony placement next to each other. Also how they’re the emo kids of the pic in their dark isolated colors. Whatever the bridgertons are looking at in the street (in front of Aubrey hall I think) must involve kathony Ed Mary and Lady D or else they wouldn’t be in the pic? But if kathony are married and At AH then why is everyone else fuckin there? Is this drama about Kathony or abt Edwina’s journey and they’re all interfering? Is actually a way early episode and the bridgertons are looking on concerned as kathony quarrel in the street (that actually be so funny). A mystery pic fr

10. Lol ah yes, of course. Anthony’s firth moment (we’ve discussed this show being marketed too heavily on p &p and this isn’t too much imo. It’s a fun reference and promo hasn’t mentioned p and p that much at all. The bath? (From teaser didn’t actually analyze that bc Jesus Christ I have fanfic to write) I think is also another ref.) ANYWAY. episode? Idk. Same scene as the boat pics obviously. He goes crazy (man looks maaad) probably from jealousy and ends up toppling himself.also someone pointed out the ppl in the boat behind him were in the pap pics with Simone. Based on angles it could be the one behind him left but that’s a maybe. Other thoughts I don’t think it has to do with Newton? idk it just seems like a long shot kate bringing her dog to be w mr Dorset? Also idk how this fits with Edwina bc someone asked Chari on Twitter if she was in a fun scene with a lake and she said no. I’m just v confused. But I’d assume maybe this is ep 3? Really just pulling stuff outta my ass with that guess tho bc two seems full.

OKAY APPARENTLY IVE HIT 10 IMAGE LIMIT SO ILL LINK PART 2 WHEN ITS DONE!!

EDIT: THERE ARE MORE STILLS who knows how many parts this will be 🥲

#bridgerton #bridgerton season 2 #bridgerton theories

[finn-ray-nal-beads]

i seriously will not be able to stop thinking about your Daddy Clyde holy hell you write him so beautifully. ugh Daddy's so gritty and dirty and just the right amount of meannnn ugh i hate you and love you at the same time. that piece stressin' me tf out ugh i really n e e d more of it lmao

A/N: @ohdamnadamm AS PER YOUR REQUEST DARLIN’ I COOKED UP A FILTHY ASS FUCKIN’ NUGGET FROM THE INNER MECHANISMS OF MY MIND (AND THANKS TO @in-silks-and-flesh-and-leather FOR HER DAD BOD FIC FOR THE LOVE OF PETE IM SO HARD FOR THAT AMAZING THOT, BLESS YOU ITS BEEN RUNNING THROUGH MY MIND FOR 48 HRS STRAIGHT AND IVE READ IT UPWARDS OF TWENTY TIMES) IM NOT SORRY IN THE SLIGHTEST. I HOPE YOU LIKE IT, SWEET BABE! 

Warnings: Daddy kink, BJ’s, ball-sucking, choking, cumshots, cum eating, unprotected sex, dirty talk and LOTS OF IT, teasing, marking, breeding kink, hair pulling, scratching, just pure fuckin’ hot sweaty porn, no plot whatsoever, SMUT SMUT SMUT AND MORE FUCKIN’ CLYDE LOGAN SMUT. 

The hot sun beat down in the small trailer located in the boonies of West Virginia, the AC had decided to take a shit early that mornin’, sendin’ your big bear to go to the Home Depot for some tools to fix it right up for his baby doll. 

You sat, perched on the couch in nothin’ but your little pink thong, and laced up bralette, sweatin’ to high heaven as you waited for your tin foil knight to return and save the heat stroke you had been sufferin’ since damn near five in the mornin’. 

“Jesus fuck,” you exhaled, rubbin’ more sweat off your soakin’ tits, pullin’ your hair into a sticky mess of a bun as you fanned yourself over the hot August fog that settled in the small quarters. 

“I’m just fuckin’ parched as all hell,” gettin’ up from the couch, makin’ your way to the fridge to stick your head in the freezer for some relief, only to find your savin’ grace for the next twenty minutes or so, a box of red-white-n-blue rocket pops. 

“Oh fuck me!” reachin’ for them as you tore the box open like a feral cat, rippin’ the packagin’ and shovin’ that popsicle into your gapin’ mouth, a moan emittin’ throughout the room as you savored the icy cold of the frozen delicacy. 

Just then, the door shuffled open to let your hulk of a man in from the blisterin’ heat of the day, his white t-shirt stained in tit sweat, and his brimmed ball cap sweat covered too. He dropped the bag on the floor, airin’ out his shirt as he looked around for your pretty little figure. 

“Baby girl?” concerned you weren’t in his line of sight, inchin’ towards the kitchen, “where ya at?” peerin’ around the partition to see the hottest thing he’d seen all damn day. You perched on the kitchen counter, tits completely sweat covered, legs spread open like a porn star, and a bomb pop slidin’ in and out of your perfect lips, the colored juices drippin’ down your chin into the valley of your chest as you eyeballed him from the livin’ room. 

“What’s ma perty lil’ baby doin’ on the counter, huh?” movin’ over to you as he wiped his sweat covered face with his t-shirt, exposin’ his precious belly and shinin’ tits. 

“Ya know it’s dangerous ta be on the counter like that baby doll,” panderin’ as he rubbed your soft thighs, bendin’ down to kiss and suck on the skin as you thrust the popsicle in and out of your mouth, not losin’ the slightest bit of eye contact, “wouldn’t want daddy’s precious baby girl ta get herself hurt, now, would we?” ghostin’ his lips over your succulent and swollen cunt. 

“Mhmm,” whinin’ out at his touches on your sensitive skin, forcin’ the treat down your open throat even more, “‘m sorry daddy,” moanin’ as he lifted his head to smirk at your fuck me face. 

“I don’t think yer sorry in the slightest darlin’,” gigglin’ as he stood to his full height, leanin’ in to grip the empty stick from your mouth, tossin’ it on the floor, “I think ya like bein’ a lil’ brat, don’t ya baby girl?” tiltin’ your chin to meet his searin’ gaze as he pushed his lips onto yours, sighin’ as he pulled you flush to him, inhalin’ your sweet scent as the kiss deepened. 

“Ya know what kinda punishment lil’ brats get?” he pulled away, grippin’ your hair to wrench your head back up to his, suckin’ marks on your neck as he gathered you in his huge arms. 

“No, daddy, I don’t,” bitin’ your lip at the pain of his ministrations on your pulse, “p-please tell me what I get,” moanin’ as he pulled your hair tighter and tighter. 

Liftin’ his head back up, starin’ into your eyes, “get off the damn counter and assume yer position in front a the couch baby girl,” lettin’ go of your head as he watched you slide down off your perch to slink into the livin’ room, your ass red from the duration of your stay on the linoleum lined top as he watched it sway with your hips, completely entranced. 

“Like this daddy?” bendin’ down on your knees, as he slid himself in front of the lip of the couch to gaze at your pretty little face beggin’ to be fucked. Your hands behind your back, head cocked up to meet his stare, tits pushed out, nipples peaked, and your vision on him and him only. 

“Stick that lil’ tongue out baby girl,” fumblin’ with his belt and zipper as he watched you present the organ as requested, “daddy wanna see his lil’ cumbucket,” releasin’ his half hardened cock to sit on the couch like the king he was. He reached his hand to pull on the appendage, a moan emittin’ from your throat as he motioned you closer with it. 

“Yer gonna suck ma cock until yer cryin’ for air baby girl,” musin’ as you lowered your face to his large balls, nuzzlin’ your nose in the softness and musk envelopin’ them in his aura. 

“Yes, daddy,” whisperin’ as you pecked tiny kisses on them, “I wanna be a good girl fer you,” lickin’ the skin like a kitten. 

“Mhmm,” he moaned out, his balls twitchin’ at your movements on them, “yer such a good girl fer yer daddy,” praisin’ as you sucked one into your mouth, tuggin’ on the skin and rollin’ your tongue around the sac. 

“Mmm, ya taste so good daddy,” movin’ to the other testicle to mimic the motions just as good as the other, savorin’ his manly scent as you made out with his scrotum, his cock wavin’ like a flag in the sky as you tugged on the other ball. 

“G-god d-damn,” he cooed, grippin’ your head to lift you up from his sac, “that’s enough a that baby girl,” lust blown as he rubbed the sides of your temples, causing your eyes to roll back in your head as he lowered your lips to his weepin’ tip. 

“Now yer gonna take this cock baby girl,” gazin’ at the sight of you foamin’ at the mouth under his larger than life dick, “go on ‘n suck yer daddy,” shovin’ your perfect little mouth onto his achin’ dick, revelin’ in the gaggin’ sounds you made as he pushed your head completely down on him. 

“Open up fer me baby girl,” gaspin’ as your jaw went slack over his throbbin’ cock, “there ya go darlin’,” praisin’ as you sped up your sloppy gyrations on him. 

“S-such a p-perty lil’ cumbucket,” watchin’ as the spit fell in globs on his jeans, and the tears spilled from your eyes over his girth, “what a g-good baby girl daddy has,” throwin’ his head back in pleasure as you sucked your cheeks in, rollin’ your tongue on the underside of his veiny dick.

“Daddy’s gettin’ close baby girl,” he panted out as you adjusted your angle to hit your uvula just the right way, causin’ an animalistic moan to reverberate on the thin walls of the trailer. 

“I-I’m,” shovin’ your head off his cock, causin’ a huge gasp for air to leave your lips and wide eyes to meet your man as he palmed his red angry cock in his hand. 

“Open yer perty mouth baby girl!” growlin’ out as the largest stream of semen you’d ever seen squirt from his head, landin’ on your tongue, tits, and chin. 

“Motherfuck-k,” he palmed himself until the last of it landed on your skin, takin’ huge deep breaths as he let go of his limp cock, “ya alright baby girl?” watchin’ the color return to your face as you sucked up his spend from your face. 

“I’m just fine daddy,” crawlin’ on to his lap, thighs on either side of him as you nestled your covered pussy on his still throbbin’ cock. 

“Ya such a good girl fer me,” pettin’ your arms as you gripped the back of his head, leanin’ in for a steamy kiss as you gyrated your hips on him. 

“Mhmm,” he chuckled, “does ma sweet baby need somethin’ from her daddy?” watchin’ as you bat your eyelashes at him, “use yer words darlin’,” he pandered once again, bringin’ a thumb to tug at your bottom lip. 

“I need ya to fuck me, daddy,” bringin’ the digit into your mouth as you moved again on his dick, the hardness comin’ back in a wave at your friction, “please, I’ve been a good girl fer you,” suckin’ on it like a pacifier. 

“Ya right baby girl,” he cooed, “I can’t say no to yer sweet lil’ pussy anyways,” watchin’ as you lifted your hips to line his cock up with your achin’ slit, rubbin’ your built-up slick around on the head. Pushin’ your hips slowly down on his length, swallowin’ every single inch like the popsicle you’d been devourin’ minutes prior. 

“G-good god darlin’,” breath hitchin’ as he took in your tight walls clenchin’ on his cock, “ya so damn tight, no matter how many times yer daddy fucks ya,” musin’ as you started your little dance on his lap. 

Hips in a death grip by his flesh and blood hand and his metal one as you gyrated your body, tits bouncin’ in his face, sweat buildin’ up in the heat of the trailer as skin slappin’ emitted through every room in the house. 

“F-fuck big bear!” you cried out, feelin’ his head pokin’ your cervix with every thrust he was makin’ upwards, completely sendin’ you into another dimension of pleasure, “ya stretch me out so damn good daddy!” moanin’ into every knock he made on your open womb. 

“Ya gonna cum on daddy’s big cock baby girl?” watchin’ your mouth gape open as your tits fall out of the sorry excuse for a bra you’d chosen, “daddy wants ya ta cum so damn bad!” speedin’ his movements up until tears fell again from your face. 

“Daddy!” grippin’ on his shoulders, drawin’ blood as he pummeled your hole with everything he had, “d-daddy I-I’m g-gon-,” the friction from his jeans rubbin’ your clit for him as you unraveled and released your sweet sticky spend on him. 

“F-fuck!” cryin’ out in unrelentin’ waves of bliss as he rode you out to pound town. 

“Such a perty baby girl,” musin’ as he thrust his cock in and out with more fervor, “daddy’s gettin’ close baby,” he praised once again, gritting his teeth as he set an ungodly speed on your overstimulated body.  

“D-daddy’s c-close,” he grunted, thrustin’ in once more before unloadin’ his spend into your gapin’ slit, shovin’ it further a further as he kept thrustin’ into you. 

“J-Jesus f-fuckin’ C-Christ,” hips still in his grip as it tightened from his orgasm, “ya feel s-so good darlin’,” stillin’ himself as you both gazed into each other, takin’ in the heat that had built over the last hour. 

He brought you into an embrace, smellin’ your hair, as you pet his sweat covered back, kissin’ the moles on his shoulder and rubbin’ the scratches that had built up. After a few more seconds, you went to hop off him, only to be stilled back in your spot. 

“Clyde, baby!” you looked at him, irritated and sweaty, “what the hell? It’s fuckin’ hot an’ I have ta pee,” tryin’ to pry his hands off your hips still. 

“Nah baby girl,” he tsked, “yer gonna sit here with ma cum in your pussy for a minute,” musin’ and rubbin’ your lower belly, “I wanna make sure ya keep it nice n’ safe up there,” eyes dilatin’ as he watched your expression change too. 

“Oh really?” movin’ a hand to slick his mop of hair back, “ya think this is gonna do the trick ta knock my ass up like ya want me ta be big bear?” gigglin’ as his toothy smile appeared as a result of your words. 

“Well, it’s a damn start innit?” nuzzlin’ his cheek in your hand, “need ta make sure ma swimmers explore all parts a the cave darlin’,” chucklin’ as you rolled your eyes. 

“Yer lucky yer the cutest thing on the planet,” softenin’ at his precious face restin’ in your fingers, “that jus’ makes me wanna have as many babies as possible so they get yer perty lil’ features,” rubbin’ his cheek as a tear welled up in his eyes. 

“I ain’t as precious as you are baby girl,” rubbin’ more little circles on your lower tummy, “I can’t wait ta see the perfect lil’ ones we do make,” the wetness rollin’ out of his eyes as he thought about a little Logan joinin’ the trailer. 

“Oh shit!” he jolted, scarin’ the crap out of you as you stood up, “I totally fuckin’ forgot!” he jumped up from the couch. 

“Forgot what big bear!” clutchin’ your chest as you crossed your legs to avoid the liquid from fallin’ out of your bladder and your pussy. 

“I have ta fix the fuckin’ AC!”

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IN CONCLUSION, 

🖤, 

ray-nal-beads

#tw: daddy kink #tw: choking #tw: breeding kink #pure smut #clyde logan smut #clyde is daddy #clyde and his horsecock #clyde logan x reader #clyde logan #clyde logan x you #clyde logan x female reader #tw: unprotected sex

[rentsturner]

*obi-wan and love bites head cannon 🥵

I don’t usually do smut(ish) hcs but this can be the exception because I have many thots

I think Obi-Wan absolutely adores giving you love bites

The thought of marking you, showing that you are absolutely his, makes him feral

He’s secretly a little possessive like that

Of course you have to keep them hidden

Your relationship is still a secret thanks to the Jedi Code

But Obi-Wan loves that the dark marks are there under your clothes, only hidden by a layer of fabric

One slip and the purple bruises on your collarbone would be revealed

He loves that, relishes in the thrill of hiding them

the physical marks showing that one streak of rebellion that he allows - you

He can indulge in that animalistic side of himself that he so often has to hide beneath his calm, patient exterior

His job is often frustrating, especially with Anakin as his padawan

And he has to let that pent up frustration out at some point

So he does with you. In the bedroom.

Nipping and sucking and biting to his heart’s content

And he loves doing it

There are particular spots that are his favourites to leave love bites

Nipping and tracing over your hip bones with his mouth, nudging his nose into your skin, just leaving marks as he gets closer and closer to where you need him the most

Then marking up your inner thighs hungrily, just before he buries his head between your legs

his eyes never leaving yours while he sucks and nibbles on the tender skin, always soothing it with his tongue after, the perfect balance of harsh and soft

Sloppily leaving love bites littered across your clavicles and sternum as he thrusts into you, moaning and grunting against your skin

The odd one or two scattered across your chest

Of course, after you’ve both finished, Obi-Wan will always find each purple bruise that he’s left and kiss it tenderly

And he always make sure he doesn’t nip too hard, cos he’s still a gentleman even when he’s overcome by lust

Obi-Wan loves it when you give him hickies too

Particularly in the crook where his neck meets his shoulder, where his skin is so soft and pale

He positively shudders whenever you kiss and suck there

He has to pull himself together and make sure he doesn’t come on the spot

Also on his chest, the expanse of skin there fairly sensitive after years of being hidden under layers of robes

Honestly he just loves your mouth anywhere on him

And he loves the satisfaction of seeing the purple marks scattered across both of your bodies in the morning, a reminder of the time you spent together

This was by far the filthiest thing I’ve written so far but I’m not apologising.

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