#so those clothes are for motion capture right

[smutoperator]

Sensate Focus

Hwang Yeji x Male Reader

Tags: blindfolding, edging, escort, facial, female orgasms, (lots of) foreplay, neck play, passionate sex, sex therapy, switch, riding

Word count: 4887.

You lived a very sexually frustrated life. Every time you ended up in bed with someone, things would go south. Just a few thrusts inside any girl were enough to make you cum and have some of the shortest intercourse ever recorded. You needed professional help and started seeking help from those numerous online ads that promised a massive turnaround in your sexual life. Obviously, most of those were bogus and just scams, as you learned. But you had a last resort: a sensate focus sex therapy ad with a mysterious woman called "Ms. Hwang." At first, you thought it was another scan, as the address she gave you was the 13th floor of the building of a record label. Unless the "entertainment" in JYP Entertainment was actually a reference to adult entertainment, either way, you entered the building and were directed to an ample room with a bed, where the assistant told you to stay until Ms. Hwang's arrival.

An orange-haired woman arrived at the room right on time. She praised you for coming in earlier, indicating it was a sign you were very committed to the experience she was about to give you. You replied, thanking her. Already wearing her attire, Ms. Hwang presented herself wearing sexy black lingerie that showcased her bare, long torso and perfect legs. You were very shy and borderline insecure, staring at her intimidating figure and cat-like eyes. Yeji just walked in your direction. "Tell me about your needs," she asked. "I'm trying to last longer," you explained to her. Yeji just repeated most of your words, grabbing your tie, until you said, "I was told if I practice being touched until I'm ready to...".

"Cum?" she interrupted you. "Yes," you answered in agreement. She gave you a big smile. It was clear this wasn't her first rodeo. Yeji took your suit off, which you still had on after a long workday. "We don't need such formalities here," she said, and she touched your body from top to bottom. "Oh, that feels good," you said. She just asked the same thing you had told her, intentionally playing dumb as she moved towards your crotch area. Yeji just gave your clothed pole a few rubs, which were already enough for you to get aroused, then delicately touched your balls while saying some sexy "Yeahs" right at your face. "Just like that." As soon as you said that, Yeji increased her pace, moving her right hand up and down your clothed shaft. You were petrified at her amazing touch, spending all your efforts not to jizz in your pants already like you had done so many times at the simple touch of a woman.

"Just like that?" Yeji kept playing dumb with you as she increased the pace of her rubbing. Her favorite positive answers were the obvious ones. She really likes to be praised for her efforts. "Oh my God, I'm going to cum," you already said, distancing yourself from her face for a second and closing your eyes. Semen started flowing towards your cock's canal but stopped just as she ceased to touch you. Yeji laughed once more, loving the fact that you were already under her total control. She gave your forehead a little kiss and went back to her touching routine, mocking you every time you told her to do it "just like that." This time, she changed her motion a bit, opting for more circular moves towards your shaft.

"Wow, thanks," you said, rolling your eyes as you became her easily captured prey. She stared at you with her eyes full of lust in a way that almost petrified you. You kept nodding at her as Yeji's hands made quick rubbing moves in your pants. You were so weak, she sensed before you could even tell her that you were about to cum, pulling her hands out once more. Very few women feast on men's weakness as well as Yeji does. As soon as she sensed it, she used her right hand to push you and shove your trembling body towards the bed. She looked even more intimidating when looking at you from above. Like a wolf, she crawled up towards your body, locking her lips against yours in a very passionate kiss as her right hand touched you from top to bottom.

"Let's try it again," you said. Yeji repeated the same move multiple times, smirking at you in between the kisses. She then topped you with her slim but very muscular body, her ass sitting right on top of your hard shaft. Yeji took your tie off very quickly. "Kiss me," you begged her. She granted your wish, bending in such a way that the whole weight of her body was now placed on your cock. Every kiss she delivered turned you into a needier toy in her hands. "You taste so good," you praised her between kisses. Yeji reacted with another big smile, as if she knew it already. "Do I taste so good? Then taste me some more," she replied.

She started unbottling your shirt in a very slow manner while you placed your hands on her thighs and your clothed cock made contact with her lingerie fabric. Yeji quickly took advantage of it, rubbing her lingerie right where her pussy was. The thong she was wearing was so small that her outer pussy lips were popping out of it. She continued to kiss and grind on you as you grabbed her waist with your right hand and her ass with your left hand before playing both your hands on her hips. Yeji had enjoyed it so much she had stopped unbottoning halfway into your shirt, taking a quick turn when she stopped kising you, quickly taking your shirt off, and setting her sights on a new target to stimulate. She placed her naughty tongue on your belly, licking it from the navel to the chest multiple times, with a few kisses in between.

Yeji then placed her hands on your belly and gave your chest a few kisses, her tongue sending you crazy as she circled around your nipples. "Oh fuck," it was all you could utter, pressing her head against your chest. After a few lickings, you took your head off the bed for the first time in a while, fully taking your shirt off and kissing her. But Yeji wanted you to just follow her commands, as she quickly placed you lying back in bed and bumped her belly against yours while she started licking your neck, her favorite erogenous zone. The way she tongued it was so sensual, searching for the most veinous areas in your neck like crazy. It wasn't long until she started sucking it, giving you a few love bites while her lower body kept grinding on your hips.

Yeji pressed her body hard against yours, enjoying the pleasure of a lovely make-out. You touched her chest a little, but she quickly locked your head and took control once more, riding your body using hers. You felt so amazed at the way she could ride you even without you penetrating her. And she was very good at turning the heat up, even moaning as if you were already fucking her. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum," you said, clearly showing you were still unprepared for the blitz of pleasure she had started giving you. Yeji then stopped the ride and moved towards the bottom of your body, kissing your clothed cock under your pants, getting it ready to become a throbbing monster at the moment she decided to unzip it, kissing it right at your balls while caressing the shaft.

Yeji finally started unzipping your pants as she now sat on top of your legs. Once again, she took it very slowly, spending a lot of time just taking your belt off and sweeping your mouth and chest with her tongue in between, before moving back down and unveiling your thobbing cock. Yeji touches it softly with her hands, which already makes you even weaker than before. She licks your belly with your cock to the side, with your shaft touching her soft skin and your tip tangled in her hair. She then grabs it with her right hand and kisses your thobbing tip before she starts sucking it from the side, moving from balls to tip, before staring at you as she reaches the top. However, she can take all the time in the world she wants, going back to your crotch and sucking it before she gives your cock some gentle jerkoffs.

"Let's get this off," Yeji says as she pulls your pants down. You were now fully naked, but she still hadn't taken any pieces of her sexy outfit off. Your eyes begged for her, but your cock begged more, fully erect and pointing to the sky as your erection lined up perfectly with the high rises of Seoul's skyline in the window. Yeji went back to work on your cock in her typical slow but extremely sexy pace, placing her right hand on your shaft while she started licking your balls. It was a sight to behold watching her slowly move her tongue up your shaft as her naughty, predatory eyes gave you a deathly stare. Yeji did the same move a second time, but this time surprised you at the finish, sucking your shaft frontally for the first time. She then moved to lick it sideways before going back to working it, taking it deeper on her throat every single time and using her naughty tongue to lick your tip every time she pulled out.

"Holy shit", you exclaimed as Yeji kept working on your cock. Her blowjob wasn't really sloppy, as she didn't need to spit all over your cock to make it work; just using her tongue at the right spots on your pole was enough. Your tip bulging under her cheeks while she jerked you off looked extremely sexy, and she licked it like a snake injecting poison into her prey. Her tongue was clearly the star of the show, making you lose your breath and come close to cum once more. Yeji laughed at your weakness, holding your shaft softly and restarting the motion back in your balls. You were making progress, but she clearly knew you needed more before going all-in. "That's too good," you said as she licked the whole extension of your balls and shaft.

Placing your hands at the bottom of your pole, Yeji stared at you, then moved back down and engulfed your testicles. "Oh, I love it, every... second... of... it," you said in a very paused manner as she went back to lick the whole extension of your crotch while keeping her left hand jerking you off and then switching to licking your tip once more as she rubbed your crotch. "How does that feel?" she asked, her first words in a long while. "It feels amazing," you replied. As Yeji took her hands off your cock, you no longer had control of it, as your erection started bobbing involuntarly and getting harder and harder with each move of hers. Yeji was now sucking you off without the need to use her hands, as she placed them scratching your crotch with her nails while sucking the life out of you and then making some circular motions.

"You think you can handle a little extra?" she finally asked. "Yes," you answered, lying to her. "Let's try," you continued. Yeji increased the pace of her blowjob, thursting your cock deeper into her throat in a fast-paced motion, your thick girth filling her mouth to the fullest while your length hit her throat perfectly. "That's so good," she said as she licked your throbbing shaft, noticing it had gotten bulkier since she had started. Yeji placed her hands on your balls, caressing them intensely, not needing to use those hands to dive deep into your long shaft, before moving upwards and doing just tip-sucking while jerking you off, her large hands gripping your cock amazingly. Another big smile came out of her mouth as she noticed how much you were enjoying it. Now using both hands, Yeji slowed the pace of her stroking, keeping your tip in her mouth while using her nails to run up and down your cock.

Yeji went back to tasting your cock sideways, sucking it like a lollipop while her nails rubbed the bottom of your shaft. "Are you ready for more?" she asked again. "I think so," and unlike last time, you weren't lying to her. She kissed you while keeping her right hand jerking your cock off. She slowly took her thong off, giving you a little smile as she finished unhooking the bottom of her lingerie. Yeji kissed you and put her right hand under your body to grab your cock as it tiled forward and touched its tip against her slit's entrance. But she wasn't gonna let you control it, as she quickly grabbed your shaft and started rubbing it against her vagina and asshole.

It didn't take long for Yeji to line up her entrance with your shaft; she had such great knowledge of her body that she could do it with her eyes closed. Even though she inserted just your tip inside it, the pressure her tight walls exerted on it was so intense that you had to push your shaft down a bit to resist. Your desperate moans contrasted with Yeji's soft laugh; as for her, this was very trivial. She pushed her body down, going slowly, as not even a third of your length was inside her. A few muted moans come out of her mouth as she moves up and down a bit, still working just the top third of your cock. "Oh my God," is all you can say as you look at Yeji on top of you, giving you a devilish stare. You don't want this to end like every other sex session you had, ejaculating as soon as you are inside a girl's pussy. But her tight walls are very tempting, and the way her insides rub your cock is insanely pleasuring.

Yeji gives a louder moan and rides you in very slow motion, holding your neck with her right hand as she kisses you. She still has only inserted half of your length, but her powerful overstimulation has you walking on thin ice. A sexier moan, and Yeji moves up, placing her chest right against your mouth. Bras may not be her favorite thing to wear, but she was glad they were there to prevent you from having a free shot at her nipples. Her moans alternate between sexy screams and out-of-breath softness. Yeji thrives on positive feedback, smiling at you when you tell her it feels good and rewarding you with the first full-length thrust, leading to her sexiest moan of the night. You grab her ass as she sticks your cock deep in her pussy for many seconds. She looks extremely relaxed, as her expanding muscles lead to her asshole nicely gaping while you stretch her cunt out.

"Ahhhhhhh. Ahhhhhhhh. Ahhhhhhh", Yeji's moans are a turn-on by themselves, with a very nasal sound as she likes to do them with her mouth closed, performing them every time she reaches the base of your cock. She slowly increases the pace but still fucks your cock in a very passionate manner. The self-control she has over her body is sensational, as she doesn't waste any thrust. Every motion has a purpose. At first, you try to grab her ass, but the more you see the way she works, the more you just passively let her take full control of you, enjoying every bounce she gives on your cock. She then places her hands on your chest and finally moves towards a faster motion that makes her hair wave beautifully.

"Shit," Yeji curses for the first time as she hugs your head and presses it on her still-clothed chest. You try to kiss her, but she quickly pulls out, meaning your kiss lands on her neck. She still enjoys it and retributes the favor. When she curses, it's a good sign; it means you found out her sweet spot. She quickly takes advantage of it, moaning hard as she bounces on you while looking you straight in the eye. Her kisses and moans also send you over the moon. "Yes, yes, yes," you say at every bounce from her. Yeji moves towards a standing position, allowing her to kiss you more intensely while keeping your cock wrapped inside her walls, giving her maximum pleasure. "Holy fuck," you say it as soon as she resumes bouncing on your shaft, leading to more moans in her side.

You hit Yeji right at her G-spot as she bounces on you, but this time she doesn't have the strength to go back up. For the first time, she moans with her mouth fully open as her walls clench around your cock. Yeji starts orgasming, which makes you believe it's going to be the end for you as you close your eyes and start telling your brain, "Don't cum, don't cum, don't cum." As soon as she regains a little strength, Yeji rides her orgasm to perfection, hitting your cock at the right angle every single time. "OH FUCK!" she screams for the first time, but you just lie down and let her enjoy the bouncing. Even at her weakest, she still dominates you; pleasing her is more important than pleasing you.

Yeji prepares herself for more but makes sure she continues to enjoy the ride, giving you shallow thrusts with just the tip in while grabbing your cock down low. What was surprising was how this little "pause" was enough to almost make you explode once more, as her pussy overstimulating your tip and her nails gripping your thobbing shaft ended up being a lethal combination. "Oh, I love it; oh, you're perfect," you tell her. If you are enjoying it so much, she deduces she can go back to engulfing your cock full length, and she was right, riding you with her body fully pressed against yours. You even try to thurst upwards and clash with her cheeks, but she's just too good not to enjoy the full ride. "Just like that," you say her favorite phrase as soon as she rides you at full speed.

"Oh my God, Oh my God, wait a minute," you say as Yeji's bounces nearly make you orgasm for real. Another close call as you keep playing with fire. Yeji cackles at your weakness: "Not yet; if you cum, I'm gone forever," she says. "Be a good boy," she whispers in your ear, with you still out of breath and trying to recover. "Not yet," she repeats. "Let me taste this cock," she says, picking the precum up from your tip. "Hmm, salty," she says, taking it back in her mouth and slapping it on her tongue, even spitting on it for the first time. Yeji goes back to the classic cock sucking and jerking off, but this time going fast from the start. Your thobbing member is finally a challenge to her, who tries to take it deeper in her throat but now struggles with the much larger length and girth compared to the start of the session. But it's when she's challenged that Yeji thrives the most. She goes faster, deeper, and stronger, overtaking the length of your cock and taking it balls deep in her mouth, leading to another close call. If last time you were the one who almost led to your demise, this time it was her.

Yeji picks up the tie she took off of you a long time ago, ready for a new round. She blindfolds you with it and gives kisses to your neck. She attacks your neck and chest for a bit before inserting your cock back inside her. "Oh, you feel amazing," you whisper to her ear as her pussy slowly sits on your cock. She slowly takes it deep while wrapping herself around your body, giving you a blindfold ride. When she pulls out after a long sit-down on your cock, you test yourself and search for her entrance, this time doing yourself the teasing as you rub your shaft close to her pussy before putting it back in. Yeji elicits a sexy moan when you put it back inside, as she enjoys your teasing and rewards you with a romantic sitting on your shaft.

You reach for her breasts, which she had successfully kept away from you. As you manage to pull her bra down, Yeji just decides to reward you by unhooking it fully. Her tits are not the biggest, but they have a nice jiggle to them, and her nipples have an amazing texture. You grope Yeji's boobs hard, leading her to stop riding and let you contemplate them with your hands. "I think you can handle a little more," she concludes, taking off the blindfold and pressing her now fully naked body against yours. You answer affirmatively to her, as Yeji lets you watch her ride you while kissing you passionately. This time, you fully grab her hips and let her moan in her mouth, pushing her to go faster.

Yeji pushes you up from the bed and lets you carry her for the first time. You lift her slender body. You two invert positions as you give her a passionate missionary, kissing her at every pump you give into her pussy. "Oh my God," she moans as you keep fucking her and now move to kisses on her neck, allowing her to scream louder at each thurst. Yeji puts her legs over her head, taking advantage of her flexible body and letting you take her on a mating press. "Oh shit", Yeji says her orgasmic curse once more as you keep stimulating her erogenous zones. Mouth, neck, and boobs are all overwhelmed by the kisses you land on her every time you hit her pussy deep and your thobbing member bulges under her toned belly. You lick her body from tits to nose, then pick up the pace. More "shits" come out of her mouth as she cums for a second time.

She pushes her right foot against your mouth for you to kiss while you keep thursting into her, then moves it down as her high heels rub your chest. You finger her pussy as she starts squirting and her body twists, her moans get louder, and her ribs press against her skin as Yeji enjoys another orgasm, kissing you in reward for it. "Make me cum again," her insatiable self whispers as you increase the pace of thursting, placing your left hand on her left boob, to which she answers by putting her own hand over yours. The once dominant and fearless Yeji now lets you have full control over her body. You then switch to her right tits as she now puts her hands to rest on her head and stares at the ceiling, screaming harder at each pounding you give her. But even at her weakest, Yeji still manages to press her body against yours and give you a little sideways ride.

"Can you handle it, baby?" she asks. This time, you let your moves speak for themselves as you increase the pace of fucking her pussy and pinch her left nipple. "AHHHHHHHHH. FUCKKKKK!" Yeji screamed as you took full control of her, mating her like there was no tomorrow, muffling her now-out-of-control moans with more kisses, but rethinking it after a while and just letting her scream freely. You lifted her leg up and switched to a leg glider sex position, hitting Yeji hard and deep. "DON'T STOP," she ordered, as you enjoyed her little tits jiggling as her body moved with your thursts. "YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME FUCKING CUM," she continued. "OH I'M CUMMING", Yeji announced. Unlike the first two times, this was a very loud orgasm, one that made her twist like a pretzel. The muscles of her abs contracted hard, and she closed her eyes with her head pressed against the bedsheets. Even after a while, her abdominal contractions continued as if she were a pregnant woman about to give birth, but you gave her no rest, never pulling out of her.

"Do anything; do whatever you want to me," Yeji whispered as she still recovered, while you dove towards eating her wet and thobbing cunt. Her lips were utterly swollen by her recent orgasm, and she was at her most sensitive moment, so you took advantage of it. Her slim and shaved slit didn't tell much from the outside, but once you dove inside, you got shocked at how big her clit was. No wonder she was always moaning. Her walls were for sure the best you had found on any pussy you had ever eaten out. You put your tongue on Yeji's throbbing clit, making her involuntarily close her legs against your head. The top of the hood was your favorite part to kiss, lick, and suck. But you didn't want her to cum yet again and moved back towards romantic flirting, staring at her like a boy falling in love.

Yeji trusted you and lied her belly against the bed, leaving her back for you to caress. You kiss it from the bottom to the top before inserting your cock back in. She just let herself enjoy the ride, closing her eyes as you whispered dirty words in her ear and fucked her slowly in a prone-bone position, her eyes tearing up in joy. When you increased your pace, her moans were like those of a baby crying, before she muffled them against the pillows she placed on her own head. "Oh right there, yes right there, FUCK!" Yeji screamed between the pillows. You eat both her holes with Yeji on her knees. "I'm fucking shitty," she cried, just as you were tonguing exactly at her shitter. You thursted back inside her, this time in doggy, running your hands on her back while you pounded her at the hardest you had all day. After three orgasms, she was so sensitive that it didn't take long for her to start biting the bedsheets as you destroyed the shit out of her pussy.

But just like at the beginning, Yeji still had a smile on her face. It had been a long time since she had last enjoyed such a night of pure, passionate sex. "Yes, I love it," she said in between more poundings, moans, and crying. Now she was the one giving the positive feedback instead of you. "Shit, that's so good," she said, now saying the words you once said. You pushed Yeji closer to your body, fondling her tits and preparing yourself for one final pounding. Her cheeks clapped hard at each thrust. You firmly grabbed her waist and watched her boobs jiggle and bounce as hard as they could. "Fuck me like shit," Yeji ordered. You obeyed, but not before sniffing her body to feel her sweaty smell following almost an hour of sex. Her orange hair somehow managed to smell just as good as in the beginning and not look messy at all despite all the pounding. You moved yourself out of the bed, standing up as you took Yeji to the edge of the mattress, with her on her knees and barely holding on. "YES, YES, YES, YES," she screamed between each pounding, her pussy getting destroyed as you firmly gripped her waist, her hair looking beautiful when pressed against the bed.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum," you tell her after you continue to plow her pussy. Yeji is this close to allowing you to fill her up to the brim before second thoughts come to her head, and she remembers that if she were to do it, she would 100% get pregnant, and she was not ready for it. "Wait, wait, wait," she reacts, pulling out and looking to regain her confidence. "I wanna taste it," she says, finding a solution. Yeji gets herself on her knees this time, pointed towards you. Just a little jerkoff is enough to make you blast all over her face in such a quick and hard burst that it hits her eyes and finally messes with her still-perfect hair. Enough cum hits her mouth after you give her 10 blasts of sperm into her face. She scoops a bit from her nose and swallows it, but leaves most of her face covered with your semen before she sucks and kisses your cock for one final time. "You were a good boy," she compliments you before charging you for the hour you spent together. If you hit her pussy, she was going to hit your wallet back.

"The best things in life aren't for free," she says as she kisses you for one last time and goes clean herself up in the bathroom, leaving you alone in the room. You dress yourself back up, leaving the JYP building very satisfied; the worries about your once frustrating sex life are now gone, all thanks to Ms. Hwang.

#yeji smut #itzy smut #female idol smut #girl group smut #kpop smut

[moumouton4]

We Shouldn't Be Doing This || Neji Hyuga x fem!reader

A/n : Prompt 15 of the Smutember 2023

The list of promps is HERE

Smutember 2023 Masterlist ⚜

Warnings : mention of first time, erection, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it

Masterlist ⚜

I don’t give permission to repost my work, if you want to share it just reblogue it

Word count : 1059

“We shouldn’t be doing this” ist exactly what came to his mind when he started undressing before you. After all, all his life he learned restraint, to stay clear-headed, and that went hand in hand with not having consummated the marriage until he was married. Yet how could he have held back and followed any of those principles instilled in him when you looked so... divine ?

Indeed, you and your friends were supposed to all gather to celebrate the success of a very difficult mission you'd completed. Everyone was going to be dressed to the nines, ready to dance and enjoy the party. You and Neji had decided to go together.

In fact, you'd been together for at least 4 years, and even though you'd been tempted to get engaged several times, you'd always followed Hyuga family customs. This meant waiting much longer before making the relationship official, and of course even longer before actually doing the do. Without lying, at times, it was pretty hard to stick to it. Even though you see each other every day, he wanted and needed to have you around more often, whether in the house or just for a moment of physical tenderness. Yet he always managed to put the rules "guaranteeing" the honor of his clan above all else.

Well, at least until today. Because when he came to pick you up at your house to pick you up to the party, he was quickly disillusioned. As the door opened, his white eyes fell on your face. And what a look 👀😩 Your d/c dress ( green for me) hugged your curves like he'd never noticed your clothes doing before. Your chest was pushed up, dangerously close to spilling out of the neckline, the cut showed off your waist and the shapes of your body that didn't fail to take his breath away, the skin the fabric showed off was close to making him, who was usually so restrained, drool.

Your make-up ( if you wear make-up, of course, you don't have to, I just wear lipstick ) gave you a deep look that managed to capture his gaze despite the temptation of your body, and your lips looked just too tempting to taste. Right away, on the doorstep of your apartment. For a moment he thought he could just take you to the party as planned, and not listen to his deepest desires. He himself had made an effort and put on a suit, but this was really not easy for him.

And he really thought he could manage to get his way out of this. One minute he was looking at you as you smiled gently at him, and the next he blinked, his lips were pressed against yours in that familiar way - yes, when you can't make love, you've all put on make-out sessions - as he gently pulled you back into your apartment. His hands, as if controlled by some wild force, grabbed your breasts. Feeling their softness and weight, he gently exhaled into your mouth, and that's when he realized that it was pointless to resist. That was it.

His foot closed the door behind you as he slammed you against the wall. With a degree of precision contrary to the envy that consumed him. In your passion, you began to remove his suit jacket before your hands went to his long silky hair. Your debacle continued until you reached your sofa. There he removed your dress in one fluid motion before undressing himself.

"We shouldn't be doing this" he said, revealing himself entirely to you. There was a certain paradox between his words and the hurried way in which he undressed, as if someone was about to come and stop you, as if he didn't want his conscience to get the better of him.

"Neji I've had enough waiting" you whined as you felt his hard throbbing cock press against your inner thigh.

He blinked in surprise at the sound that just escaped your lips. Could it be that "So that's what it was all about" he said, bringing his face close to yours, his voice dropping an octave "My little temptress"

You of all people knew how difficult it was to hold back the passion to burn between you, but now that it was launched it was almost unstoppable.

The lust in his eyes calmed for a second as he spoke softly "Are you really sure this is what you want ?"

You grabbed his arms, looking into his eyes "I'm not asking for more, but I don't want you to feel obliged-"

"Of course not" he cut you off gently as his face nuzzled against your cheek "It's just that with the clan rules..." he trailed off.

"Neji" you said as you took his face in your hands "You're the clan, you and the new generation. These rules are backdated and no one will ever find out what happened in my apartment" you tried to reassure him.

But Neji shook his head "It's not that" his fingers danced on your arm "It's just that once I've had a taste of it, I'm afraid I can't wait to make it official. I want to be part of your life, I want you to come and live with me" he felt very vulnerable as he spoke of this, but a twitch from his member reminded him of what a rush you were in "I need you too but it won't just be for once. All this is over from now on, I'm going to keep you close to me. Shame on those who will oppose it, blind to the beauty of our passion"

And with that as if he'd just said a prayer he sank gently into your tight warmth - a little difficult. Your inexperience wouldn't change the fact that you loved each other more than anything. Sure, you were going to miss the party organized by your friends, but this time will have enabled you to take an important step in your relationship. Suddenly, moving in together, getting engaged and getting married seemed much more attainable than before. And maybe even a baby... you should have just thought about using a condom though. In his defense, it was you who asked him to finish inside you, he just followed your advice.

#naruto #naruto imagine #naruto smut #naruto shipuden #naruto shippuden imagine #naruto shippuden smut #neji hyuga #neji hyuga imagine #neji hyuga x reader #neji hyuga smut #neji x reader #neji smut #smutember 2023 #smut #miri-writes

[ahoycaptainautumn]

Fated Mates

Synopsis: you, a vengeful vampire slayer, cross paths with the devious and handsome Astarion. Instead of a stake through the heart, Astarion finds something he thought impossible for vampire spawn. A mate.

Not sure how many chapters this will be but it will be slow burn 🖤

Crimson eyes. All that swims in your memory is the look of pure satisfaction in those eyes at the carnage that unfolds before you. Your mother and siblings laid drained and lifeless before you. Your father chanting prayers as he grovels at the feet of the man before you. He is sleek and pristine, with onyx colored hair and prestigious clothing now splattered with the blood of your loved ones. His lips form a nasty sneer, sharp canines glistening in the now dimly lit manor.

“You should have never made a wager you couldn’t keep, especially with a vampire.”

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Suddenly you are jolted away from the heart wrenching memory. Nightmares coming and going as blurs of reality swing past you. A tentacle creature. Some type of bug. But what alarms you now is the feeling of rock beneath you. You try to come to as your memories try to serve you. A ship, crashing said ship, others. Others! You jolt from the ground and look over. The Githyanki fighter is next to you as well as the other female you believed to have introduced herself as Shadowheart. You all look at eachother, relieved to be alive.

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You all set foot to find any others that might have been held captive while in that demonic ship. So far you have found a tiefling named Karlach and the humans Gale and Wylls. You split up in search of any others with a designated spot to return to. You come upon one last survivor as you crest over a small hill. Silver hair rustles in the wind as the elf’s back faces you. He just barely looks over his shoulder at you, motioning you closer.

“Quickly! I have one of those brain things cornered over here! Come kill it!” He demands. He points towards the grass down the slope in front of him. You take cautious steps, moving silently towards where he mentions. You tense, hand ready at your weapon. A loud squeal comes bursting from the grass as a hog barrels out and away from you. You barely have a moment to turn around to the elf before a dagger is pressed to your throat. In seconds you are thrown to the ground tugging against strong arms ensnaring you.

“Now me and you are going to have a little chat. And you even think about pulling something and you’ll lose that darling neck of yours.” He all but purrs in your ear. You thrash against him, failing to pull the weapon away from your throat.

“Now I saw you on that ship, don’t even bother lying to me. What did you and those brain freaks do to me!?” He growls. You try to take a look at him but he has you pinned too tightly.

“I don’t have anything to do with those animals! I was taken, we all were!” You try to reason. Your temper begins to take over your fright. You escaped that hell hole. Fought tooth and bone to leave with your life. You would not be put down by some scared little elf. He bites back at you, focused on getting answers and not enough on how tight of a grip he has on you. Fury licks up the base of your body and fills your vision.

“Nice try but you’ll find me hard to convince, now what-“ you cut off his ranting as your leg wraps around one of his own. Your opposite arms elbow plants firmly in the ground as you swing yourself up and over the elf. You land him on his back; twisting his wrist in your right hand as your left hand reaches down to grab his now dropping blade. In one smooth motion your legs capture his frame under your own hip to hip as both of your hands ring around his stolen dagger. Confusion smears over his features as hands shoot up in defense. You just bring yourself to give into your anger, to drive the dagger directly into his heart for infuriating you with his insane tactics before your eyes meet. Crimson eyes meet your (e/c) ones. And the world falls out from beneath you. You plummet into a vast nothingness. Your heart gripped and laid bare. Vampire.

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Astarions POV

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Barely escaping out of a now wrecked ship with disguising brain maggots crawling from it was probably within the top ten worst days of Asatarion’s long life. His muscles ached and his neck throbbed from the impact of where he now found himself. Brushing off dirt from his sleeves, Asatarion rose to his nimble feet as he shook out the pains in his legs. He finds himself in a grassy plain. The ship that once held him hostage was now just over the horizon smashed in against a mountain. Wreckage spewed across the field with no hint as to where he now found himself. He had half a mind to just start walking and find somewhere someplace someone to end up in. But he remembered there were others, whether fellow captive or foe he was not sure. As if on cue, the crunch of feet on leaves and twigs ushered in behind him. A malicious smirk graced his handsome face. Now there was someone with answers. Or dinner. He could take it or leave it. The manic leer doesn’t leave his face as he feigns terror to his new audience. With a signal of his wagging hand he gestures for them to come forward.

“Quickly! I have one of those brain things cornered over here! Come kill it!” Soft steps quietly make their way towards and past him. Your frame comes into his view. Your (h/c) hair billows behind you as you step in front of him. He takes in your toned form flecked with blood and feels his hunger only grow. A tasty little treat. You appease his cries and look over into the clearing where grass covers most of what hides beneath. Just as you ready yourself for another battle a boar rushes out. Astarion jumps on your temporary confusion and pounces onto you. His blade reaches your neck as he hurls your joined bodies to the ground. You twist and curl from him as you listlessly fight from his grasp.

“Now me and you are going to have a little chat. And you even think about pulling something and you’ll lose that darling neck of yours.” Your face may be facing away from him but he can feel the anger pulsing in your rising blood pressure. Your suppulent artery thrums, tantalizing him under your (s/c) skin. He nearly loses himself there staring at your beating pulse. He reigns himself in, shaking the thoughts and desires to be dealt with momentarily.

“Now I saw you on that ship, don’t even bother lying to me. What did you and those brain freaks do to me!?” He spits. Your talon like nails dig into him as you fight back.

“I don’t have anything to do with those animals! I was taken, we all were!” You all but scream. Astarion snarls, the sound vibrating in his aching fangs. “Nice try but you’ll find me hard to convince, now what-“ Astarion finds himself interrupted as you maneuver your body to throw him under yourself. Your long legs hook under each of his own while you busy yourself with stealing his dagger. Astarion can’t help but be mildly impressed but confusion and annoyance soon take precedence. His hands shoot upwards to grab the weapon from your nimble hands. His gaze darts up to you and the moment your gazes lock it as if fire runs throughout his entire body. Every system, every neuron locks against his will. The rest of the world falls to the sidelines, the world blurring around you. You seem to have the same reaction as your muscles relax and a quizzical look takes over the fiery one of earlier.

“Who the hell do you think you are?” You sneer. Astarion puts on his most dazzling smile in hopes it covers the utter confusion he feels at what had just passed between the two of you.

“Astarion my dear, and what’s your name oh so deadly killer?” Your temper flares across your face at his teasing.

“(Y/n).” It sounds vaguely familiar. Like a name long forgotten wiggling in the back of his mind. Or it was the rabid worm that was placed there.

“If you are all done wrestling now, we have ground to cover!” Shadowheart yells. You look up at her, back to him and then back to her. Torn on whether to stab him or not, you decide on the latter. You hoist yourself up and side step away from him. Bringing himself up by the elbows Astarion takes a moment to look you over. Interesting.

Part 2 here

#astarion #astarion x mc #astarion x reader #astarion x you #astarion x tav #mates #fated mates #balders gate 3 #bd3 #vampire #reader insert #smut #slow burn

[partycatty]

i am so desperate to top dark star!johnny he makes me so horny mad, like someone humble that son of a bitch. it so doesn’t fit him to be topped but 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

UGHHH UR SO ME FR!!!! LMFAOOAAO i love pathetic men!!!! i love projecting my kinks onto my fics — WHAAAT WHO SAID THAAAT????

for those unfamiliar with dark star!johnny

dark star!johnny cage > payback

you have had it up to HERE with the white man's utter nonsense.

warnings: you humble evil johnny sexually. 😀 no but fr this is nsfw, bratty johnny and he hates it, he says "stop" and "no" but we all know he's lying and he loves it (afab reader)

notes: i was so excited to write this i don't even think it's coherent i'm literally barking gnawing frothing foaming i crawled to my pc to boot up the game to make gifs of him for future use bc i know DAMN well i will come back to this clown

masterlist <3

i will microwave him.

part 1* / part 2* / part 4* / part 5* / part 6*

•lord have mercy where do i even begin.

•alright, so let's paint a picture here.

•dark star!johnny may have stupid amounts of money, but he's a fucking idiot. he didn't spend a single cent on you for christmas! he'd argue with you for hours, saying both "i am the gift!" and "i buy you enough shit the rest of the year and now you want more?"

•when you argue to the point of running out of new things to bring up, you decide to angrily drop the topic entirely and move on with life. that is, until you hear johnny's muffled voice call from you from upstairs as you begin to prep dinner several days after the holiday.

•"sweet cheeks, a hand would be nice!" he shouts, a suspiciously evident grin in his tone of voice. you roll your eyes as his persistent cocky nature, but your frown turns into a little gasp when you open the bedroom to your shared door.

•this absolute idiot is sitting face down ass up on your silk sheets, tied down nice and tight with a thick red ribbon. a bow rests on his neck and broad chest. The Coat is discarded on a chair beside the bed, but everything else is still on. he smushes his cheek against the sheets as he desperately tries and cranes his head to look at you.

•"heeeey babe," he'll meekly greet you, shimmying his shoulders. "i, uh. i was going to surprise you. but i kinda fell forward and couldn't get back up. it was supposed to be a sexy pose but i tied my arms down before anything else and i can't prop myself up."

•"you're a dumbass," you reply back with a frown, not entirely amused as much as he is. "you think this makes up for your fuckup?"

•"...yes?"

•"no! and you know what? i'm gonna fucking enjoy this whether you like it or not!" you sigh with exasperation, slapping his clothed ass pretty hard, the sound of contact echoing in your large bedroom. he lets out a whiny shout, trying to tug his hips away from you out of desperation and ending up flopping onto his back.

•"hey! not fucking funny. i hate when you do that," he'll complain with a scowl, but his protests are hard to take seriously when he flips over and reveals an angry boner throbbing against his pants.

•"yeah, that's why you have a raging hard-on," you reply with a dramatic groan, grabbing a handful of his thick shaft through his dress pants. he yelps again, twitching his hips upward as you feel his heartbeat through his cock. "i'm not helping you up, johnny. this is payback. for christmas."

•you climb on top of him, hovering your lips right above his in a sickeningly sweet way. johnny, like the needy whore he is, tries to lift his head up and capture your lips, but you cut the attempt short when you expertly undo his belt in a swift one-handed motion and squeeze his dick through his boxer briefs. his once puckered lips open to let out a deep, strained whine, and you feel a warm wetness in his pants as you milk the pre-cum from his tip with your grasp alone.

•ohhh he is in AGONY. ds!johnny literally HATES when he's not in control, and even though he feels his dick get impossibly harder, he's still writhing at the thought of not being the leader.

•"come on, dollface," he'll try to protest with furrowed brows, but you see the way he bites his bottom lip. "don't play mean. that's not how this was meant to go."

•you don't even reply to his annoyance, you just stick a finger between his neck and the ribbon around it, tugging it and sending a wave of pressure on the sides of his neck. his eyes involuntarily roll back as you temporarily choke him with his own doing.

•"you're gonna take it, aren't you? the torture?" you ask, palming him through his underwear and holding his face close to yours. his expression contorts instantly at your roughness. "how are you gonna fucking like it when i treat you like shit?"

•"you'll regret it," he groans out in an attempted threat, but it ends up sounding more breathy and gravely than intended. "you'll fucking regret crossing me like this."

•he's literally the one that had the genius idea to tie himself up. he's a Grade A idiot for putting himself in the situation to begin with. or maybe he likes it :)

•you hastily tug your own pants off, shaking your leg to throw them aside. once you're free of the fabric, you pull down johnny's pants too, since he hasn't got the ability to do it on his own. sure enough, his underwear is already definitely stained, and yours is getting there. the sight along made a wetness pool in your panties. something about such a cocky, annoying man finally being put in his place was starting to drive you a little wild as you straddle his hips.

•you shove your panties aside and settle them in the crack between you pussy and thighs, and return the gesture to your boyfriend by tugging his waistband down and unleashing his little jonathan (sorry). his pink, angry cock springs free and slaps against your tummy. you giggle.

•"ha, ha. very funny. untie me now," johnny whines again with a frustrated tone, but there's a hint of blush on his cheeks as he looks away from your body on top of his. his anger contorts into needy moans when you wrap your fingers around his dick, stroking at a medium pace and coating himself in his own precum. "ngh, fuck — stop it, i'm not fucking playing around — aah —"

•his back hopelessly arches as you lazily stroke his dick. when you decide he's hot and ready enough for the real thing after he turns into a blabbering mess, you hover above his dick and grab two fistfuls of the ribbons; one on his neck and one on his chest. his pretty lips part as he catches his breath from the sudden movement, eyes darting across your features.

•as he tries to make sense of your bold move, you sink down onto his throbbing cock and fully take him in your walls. he's unable to writhe and squirm as you hold him in place firmly. johnny's eyebrows knit together and he swiftly moves his head to the side, his sunglasses crooked and dropping on his hooked nose. when he finally gets the strength to look down at your pussy engulfing his length, he whines at the beautiful sight and involuntarily bucks up to relieve the strain. you immediately let out a little shout of discipline and pull his upper body toward you.

•"my pace or no pace," you warn through gritted teeth. "don't pull that shit again."

•"or what?" he replies with a cocky grin, his horniness absolutely dripping from his voice. "you don't scare me." as he tries to play right back, you slam yourself down on his cock again without warning, his tip kissing your cervix invitingly. his eyes widen and he yelps out pathetically before turning it into an angry groan. "you're such a fucking bitch. i hate you."

•he starts to spew more utter nonsense about hating you and you being a bitch as you start to actually ride him, for once at your own pace. he's typically fucking up into you but this time he's tied down and taking it like a good boy! you needed this, though, to let out your frustrations with him lately. it's incredibly funny that, yes, he could technically just start bucking his hips into you, but you take note that he's actually listening to your threat and allowing himself to be used. you remind yourself to ask him to top him more often. i doubt he'd say yes.

•your pace becomes a relentless combination of slamming his cock and grinding on it to stimulate your clit, and johnny has now turned into a whimpering mess. his perfect hair was sticking to his forehead and flying out in all directions, his sunglasses were just barely hanging onto the bridge of his nose. all the while, he's still sputtering complains about being used and begging you to stop, but they sound hungrier than disgusted. your deep moans drown out his whines and cries, and you frankly don't really care about how he feels.

•you've officially fucked him stupid. he can't even get a proper word out as he's now trying to literally break the ribbons and give him access to his hands, but he's so horny he can't find the strength he typically has.

•"b... stop — babe — 'm gonna cum if you — aah, oh you fucker —" johnny starts to twitch and whimper, thrashing his head side to side as he gets closer toward release. you don't really give a shit though, as you're now chasing your own orgasm as your grinding becomes increasingly uneven. you grab hold of his neck to stabilize yourself, and the coil in your core snaps, your body sending waves of blissful pleasure through your entire being. you're violently reminded of your boyfriend's impending load when he throws away all command you gave him and starts fucking up into your sensitive pussy, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes as he pathetically tries to get himself there, too.

•you're acutely familiar with how his cock throbs when he's about to cum, and you use this information to your advantage as you abruptly pull yourself up and away right as he shoots his load. he lets out a damn near cry for help as he makes a complete mess of himself. it shoots up high, painting his stomach and chest as his hips thrust into nothing.

•"YOU FUCKING —" he groans out, eyes clenched shut as his desperation makes him act out. "I WANTED TO CUM INSIDE. YOU KNOW THAT'S MY FAVORITE. AND YOU RUINED A PERFECTLY NICE SHIRT!"

•all you do is return to straddling his hips, sliding your panties back into place and catching your breath.

•"but you look better like this," you reply lowly, taking a flat palm and putting it on his stomach. "all tied down and fucked out. i could get used to it. besides, this was my gift, wasn't it?"

•as his head tilts back to regain his composure, you snap a quick photo of his cum-stained shirt, flushed expression, and weeping dick.

•"consider this payback," you chuckle, wiggling the photo in front of his eyes. "i might just post this everywhere if you don't get me anything for my birthday next."

•"delete that, you cunt," he hisses back, once again trying to free himself. "untie me now. fun's over."

•"nah, i'm good," you reply, your annoying boyfriend being restrained giving you a dangerous amount of confidence. "i think i'll just leave you here. not before cleaning up your cum with your coat, maybe."

•"DO NOT USE MY COAT. IT WAS EXPENSIVE."

#mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat #johnny cage #johnny cage x reader #mk1 #johnny cage smut

[iamasaddie]

contacts

paring: Clint x f!reader warnings: PWP (literally no plot, AT ALL) ER; age gap (not specified), explicit sexual content word count: 1,3k~ ~a/n: told you I was writing a smutty follow up. u can concider it being in the same universe as CRACKS or read as a stand-alone, really doesn't matter. not beta-ed. masterlist

The thrusts of his hips were unrelenting, the burning stretch of his cock parting your insides so familiar and yet so exciting every single time. His deep breaths became erratic and labored, and you smiled knowing what’s gonna happen next.

“Fuck, baby,” he grunted, a single droop of sweat traveling from his forehead down the curve of his nose and you lifted you head licking it off. “Fuck, I think my heart is gonna crash.”

Clint was a generous and adventurous lover, your sex drive matched perfectly which meant you both liked to fuck like rabbits, but he was twice your age and even though it wasn’t a problem, sometimes it showed. After a long way of working, or chopping wood and doing shit in the backyard, his want for you would never go away, but his ability to go as hard and long as he usually did would definitely be affected. You never complained because truly you didn’t have a reason to, you still got your fair share of orgasms, be that caged between his massive thighs and strong arms or bouncing on top of him.

Today was one of those days, Clint practically dragged you to the bedroom, giving you only a moment to turn the stove off and ripping both of your clothes on the way up. He was needier than usual but you felt yourself getting wet just from the look of desperation in his face.

Pretty soon he was balls deep inside you, punching the air out of your lungs with every thrust and growling filth in your ear. When his energy started to give out, you felt a ringing slap landing on your thigh as he fell on his back next to you and dragged your buzzing body on top.

“Come one, baby, ride my dick. Show me how much you love me.”

You grinned, lining him up to your sleek entrance and sinking on his shaft in one smooth motion. Clint kept his eyes open, the only indication of his pleasure were his gritted teeth and the hard cock that probed at your cervix with every motion. 

He became unusually quiet, his eyes running from your face, to your tits that bounced more appetizingly than a Sunday roast after years of starvation. Clint kept staring, going lower to where you easily swallowed his girthy shaft, making him grunt and moan as your walls contracted around it.

“Fuck, baby, you look so fucking hot when you ride my dick like that. Prettiest fucking thing,” he squeezed out through tense lips and his hands gripped bruises into your thighs. His strong arms helped you go up and down on his cock, he practically maneuvered you himself, used you like a barely conscious sex toy.

“You should take a picture,” you half whispered, the words interrupted by the sharp intakes of your breath every time the fat head of his cock nudged your g-spot. 

“Good idea,” one of his hands released you and you saw him blindly searching for a phone beneath the pillows. Yours was the first one he found and he spent less than a couple of seconds angling the camera just right to fit you into the frame.

“Gonna be my own fucking porn star, baby.” His eyes jumped from the little screen back to your body, left hand going from gripping your thigh to squeezing your tit. The feeling of his cock becoming even harder inside you, the thrill of being recorded and the clear awe in the eyes of your man made your head dizzy. The intoxicating mix of emotions and feelings guided you to your climax way quicker than you expected, and Clint obviously saw that on your face with the way you felt him thrusting his hips up harder and steadier. 

"Come on, little one, be a good girl, m and cum on my cock.” He brought the camera so close that the only thing it captured was the way his dick, wet from tour juices and his own precum, disappeared in your stretched hole. The quiet grunts and your moans were only interrupted by the filthy squelch of your cunt taking-taking-taking and the depravity of it made you want to ride him even harder. Clint brought his left hand back  to your hip making sure that his hand wasn’t blocking the view of your pussy as he started pressing and circling your aching clit violently dragging the orgasm out of you. “That's my girl, cum on me.  Fucking soak me, baby, want the drops to hit the fucking camera. Cum for me, baby."

Your body shook as your orgasm almost squeezed the life out of your body. Your vision got blurry for a moment and your hands pressed into Clint’s soft stomach to help you remain on top. While your walls continued to contract, his still hard and throbbing cock was still inside you. You took a few deep breaths, steadying yourself and shook your head to come back to your senses. Your hand silently stretched, taking the phone out of Clint’s hand that he gave with no questions. But when you turned the camera on him he was visibly confused.

“What is that about?”

“It’s my turn seeing you turn into a fucked out mess, loverboy,” you started to slowly rotate your hips, overstimulated but too hooked on seeing him come undone, on feeling him full you up. Your movements shut him up quickly, returning his attention to his own pleasure. You loved how his face screwed as if he was in pain when he came. He didn’t control himself in that moment, letting you see the raw emotions elicited by the heights of his pleasure. 

Unlike him, you made sure the camera got his face, your legs already burning with exertion. You caught the moment when Clint bared his gritted teeth, and your free hand slid up his stomach to punch his nipples that he refused to admit were quite sensitive. Just as you did that your pussy squeezed his cock in a choking hold.

“Please, give me your cum,” you started whispering like a madwoman, it took all of your strength to try and keep the camera upright, “fill me up, please, I wanna feel you in my fucking stomach.”

Clint’s growl was inhumane as his hips punched into yours for the last time, warm ropes of cum painting your insides in fat stripes. For a moment you both were in trance, just looking at each other, you even forgot you were holding the phone in your hand, camera still rolling, until he took it from your hand and pressed stop. 

“Bet we would make a lot of money on OnlyFans.” You giggled, laying on top of him while his cock slowly softened inside you. Your sweaty bodies stuck together, soft stomachs pressing into each other as you found the right temp of breathing. 

“What’s that?” Clint asked, his hand finding your hair and stroking it gently.

“It’s a… you know what, it’s nothing.” You mumbled in his skin. 

You spent a few moments in silence and just as you were about to ask Clint if he actually wanted the video or if he did it for the thrill of the moment, you heard a soft and familiar sound of his snoring. 

Gently kissing his skin above his heart, you climbed off him and settled by his side, fishing the phone from between your pillows and opening the photo app. 

“Finally I have a picture for your contact,” you whispered to yourself, cropping the screenshot you took from the video, a moment when he looked at you with his eyes full of content, settling in the post orgasmic haze.

#pedro pascal #iamasaddie fic #clint x f!reader #clint x reader #clint x you #pedro pascal fic #ppcu fanfiction #freaky tales

[sleepiexx]

Chin Up, Your Cowboy Hat is Falling

Valeria Garza x fem!Reader x Alejandro Vargas

Link to Pt.1

Note: Sorry this took so incredibly long, I legit had a panic attack while sick and threw up so I felt icky as fuck for a few days and I still had to go to work so I have been so fucking busy. But here it is, the long awaited sequel to Come on, Cowboy.

Summary: After their little spat at the bar, Valeria and Alejandro decide to help their best friend settle things in the bedroom— or rather, the living room floor.

Warnings: smut, afab reader, threesome, oral sex (Reader and Valeria receiving), Valeria and Alejandro don’t fuck each other (Val’s a lesbian, argue w the wall), unprotected sex (birth control tho?), pwp

Word count: 2420

Things the moment Valeria, Alejandro, and (Y/N) got in the door were heated. A mix of teeth, tongue, and lip as Alejandro and Valeria competed for their best friend’s attention. Valeria stole the place in front of (Y/N) before Alejandro could, so he stood behind (Y/N), his body pressed up against her firmly.

Clothes slipped away, piece by piece. (Y/N)’s shirt came off first, Valeria and Alejandro made sure of that. They didn’t get along enough to work together often, but when they did they were a force to be reckoned with.

Kisses were laid out across (Y/N)’s bare shoulders and neck from in front of and behind her. She let out a yelp which turned into a small moan as Valeria sank her teeth into her skin.

“You’re not going to win her affections if you keep biting her,” Alejandro scoffed, kissing the irritated mark Valeria left behind.

“She likes it,” Valeria smirked, leaning forward and grabbing (Y/N)’s gaze by tilting up her chin, “Don’t you, sweetheart?”

(Y/N) nodded, head moving as if in a trance. Valeria’s smirk widened at the motion.

“Good girl.” She muttered, capturing (Y/N)’s lips with her own.

Alejandro wouldn’t let her attention stay focused on Valeria for too long, however, as he quickly got restless watching Valeria kiss her. He ran his knuckles up her spine until he reached what he was searching for: the clasp to her bra. He undid it, maneuvering (Y/N)’s arms so he could slip the straps off of them.

With (Y/N)’s breasts now bare, Alejandro took the chance to let his hands wander. He cupped and squeezed at her before circling his fingers around her nipples. Working in time with his hands, he nibbled at her neck the same moment he pinched her nipples, leaving her gasping for breath.

Valeria parted their kiss only to be met with the sight of (Y/N)’s naked chest. She smirked, meeting eyes with Alejandro.

“Good thinking, Ale.” Valeria said, likely for the first time ever— or at least, in a very long time.

Alejandro grinned against (Y/N)’s neck at the sound of those words coming from his sworn enemy.

“It’s good to see you two getting along.” (Y/N) teased with a toothy grin, making both sets of eyes shoot towards her.

Valeria raised a brow as if to ask if she was being challenged, “Someone’s getting snarky.”

Alejandro lifted his head so it was right next to (Y/N)’s ear, “Where’s all this attitude coming from?”

But from Valeria’s reply, it was as if they weren’t talking to her, rather to each other, like she wasn’t right there in front of them.

“I don’t know, but I think we should straighten out this bad behavior immediately before it gets worse.” She suggested, trailing light touches across (Y/N)’s cheek and jaw.

Her hands traveled further down (Y/N)’s body, meeting her hips. As Alejandro muttered a small, “I agree,” she was set off, grabbing the waistband of (Y/N)’s jeans and unbuttoning them in a flash.

As Valeria tugged the jeans down (Y/N)’s legs, she sank down to her knees, eye level with her lover’s pussy. Alejandro be damned, she would be getting the first taste.

Like they had never been there to begin with, (Y/N)’s underwear disappeared quickly. Valeria wasted no time in diving into her soaking cunt, putting her hat off to the side and going in tongue first. The feeling was utterly euphoric. All the nights (Y/N) had spent with a hand buried between her legs, thoughts of Valeria and Alejandro weighing heavy on her mind, were nothing compared to this.

The feeling of Valeria licking her to oblivion, paired with Alejandro working over her breasts had (Y/N) feeling like she was about to cum embarrassingly fast.

“I don’t know how much longer I can hold on.” She gasped, hands clawing at Alejandro’s arms for leverage, leaving crescent marks deep into his triceps.

The idea of keeping herself together became near impossible as Valeria inserted her middle and ring finger right into her clenching hole.

“Fuck,” she moaned.

Alejandro could feel her resolve crumbling as she trembled in his arms, coming in real close before whispering, “let go, mi amor, let it all go.” Her eyes flashed to Valeria’s face between her legs for confirmation, Valeria simply nodded, refusing to part from her current activities.

She came harder than she had ever cum in her life, with a partner and on her own. Almost instantly, her legs gave out to the pleasure and she fell limp against Alejandro’s strong grasp.

Valeria continued licking and sucking at her clit, pumping her fingers in and out, until (Y/N) began to whine and twitch away from her in overstimulation.

She wasn’t given much of reprieve, however, as Alejandro took the chance to take his turn with her. He guided her limp body to the floor so that she was positioned on her elbows and knees, taking his place behind her.

“I’m about to show you something I can give you that Valeria can’t,” Alejandro whispered into the shell of her ear.

Valeria scoffed as he took off his hat, followed by his shirt and his jeans, discarding them and throwing them in a random unknown location across the room.

He pressed his dick right up against (Y/N)’s twitching slit, still soaking with her cum and Valeria’s spit. He made sure that his cock was thoroughly coated in the liquid before even thinking about stuffing it inside of her.

He paused for a moment, the cogs in his mind twisting. (Y/N), needy as ever, wasn’t having it, pushing her hips back in attempts to meet his. He grabbed onto her hips to stop her, “do you need me to go get a condom?”

(Y/N) shook her head, muttering “birth control, remember?” Before shoving her hips back with more force.

Alejandro smiled at her eagerness, finally giving her what she wanted as he slowly sank in, letting out a long moan while doing so.

“Fuck,” (Y/N) mumbled, chewing on her lip as her back arched so Alejandro could fit as deep as possible. He filled her up nicely, she could feel him in every inch of her vagina, perfectly rubbing up against her g spot and her cervix as his balls pressed against her clit.

His thrusts began slow, but Alejandro only had so much patience for one day. The grip of (Y/N)’s pussy wrapping around him so well had the man on the verge of going feral. In one fell swoop, Alejandro thrusted harshly enough to make (Y/N) clench, leaving no room for him to hold back any longer.

He planted himself firmly in his position before beginning to drill into (Y/N).

With the speed that Alejandro was thrusting into her, she was sent harshly into the ground. Face down, ass up, expression twisted into that of pure, unadulterated pleasure.

Her senses were completely hazy to anything other than the dick drilling in and out of her in a uniform pace, that’s why it had slipped her mind that a whole other person was there. Valeria wouldn’t let herself be forgotten though, no matter if the reason was the absolute cock drunk demeanor that came with taking Alejandro’s dick.

She took her black cowboy hat from where she’d left it when she was eating (Y/N) out and placed it right atop the girl’s shaking head. (Y/N)’s gaze shot to her, keeping eye contact with Valeria as she was railed. With each deep thrust, the hat tipped further and further down, until Valeria pressed a finger under (Y/N)’s chin and tugged her face up.

Valeria grinned at the fucked out look she was met with, “Chin up, your cowboy hat is falling.”

The response she was met with was not from (Y/N), no, it was from Alejandro. He groaned loudly, “Fuck!” Shaking his head, he turned toward Valeria, “She just clenched so fucking hard at that.”

Valeria’s grin widened, eyes shooting down to meet (Y/N)’s once more, “Did you like that my sweet girl? Do you want me to keep teasing you?”

The sound of the word “teasing” made (Y/N) tremble. She shook her head profusely, no way in hell was she keeping any semblance of composure if Valeria was teasing her.

“No? Well then, what can I do for you princesa?” Valeria asked, leaning in close.

(Y/N) wasted no time on words, using all the energy she had left to push herself forward and meet Valeria’s lips with her own. The kiss started with (Y/N) in the lead but quickly became a cycle of (Y/N) getting her lower lip tugged between Valeria’s teeth then soothed over by her skilled tongue, she wasn’t complaining in the slightest.

When she parted for air, she looked utterly pathetic. Writhing on Alejandro’s dick, gasping for air, tears of pleasure wetting her eyes, and a slight bit of drool leaving the corners of her lips.

“Please.” She begged.

“What do you need?” Valeria asked, completely ready to fulfill any desires or wishes (Y/N) had.

(Y/N) looked away bashfully before staring right back at Valeria with glossy, lust filled eyes, “Let me taste you?” Her voice came out barely more than a whisper, but Valeria heard.

If Valeria were any more cruel of a woman, she would have made (Y/N) repeat herself until she was fully coherent and loud, but god, she’d dreamt of this moment far too many times to pass up the opportunity.

She nodded in approval, allowing (Y/N) to stumble over herself to grab at the waistband of Valeria’s pants and underwear. Valeria had to help her tug them down past her thighs and then completely off her legs.

When (Y/N) saw Valeria’s wet cunt, she audibly moaned, torn between staring and indulging. She ultimately decided to indulge, pressing her face hard against Valeria. It started with desperate kitten licks to her clit which turned into long, drawn out sucking, lips vibrating as she couldn’t help but moan into Valeria’s soaking heat.

Valeria, wanting to see the mess that had become of (Y/N)’s face, tilted the hat back ever so slightly so she could witness (Y/N) as she grew closer to falling apart.

In this moment, (Y/N)’s nails were vicious, biting at Valeria’s sides as she held on for dear life, what with Alejandro’s brutal thrusts bucking her around, threatening to separate her from the task at hand— or rather, at mouth. She would not fully succumb to his overwhelmingly harsh pace, at least not until she got her full of Valeria.

Valeria didn’t mind, despite usually enjoying inflicting pain, the idea of (Y/N) being so desperate for her that she’d quite literally fight tooth and nail by digging into her sides for leverage was incredibly enticing.

With thrust after thrust, (Y/N) began to lose her composure. Now closer to her second orgasm, holding on tight to Valeria became an even harder task. Ever the merciful lover, Valeria kept (Y/N) close, pressing her palm flat on top of the cowboy hat, only pushing (Y/N)’s head closer against her cunt.

Alejandro’s hand slipped down between her legs, reaching her clit. He knew she was teetering on the edge of euphoria and that the sensation of him caressing her clit whilst drilling into her would send her diving off that cliff.

(Y/N) sobbed directly into Valeria’s cunt as she lost control, unable to stop herself from cumming all over Alejandro’s bulging cock, clenching and twitching erratically.

“That’s it, sweetheart, cum for us.” He moaned, one hand trailing up and down her side in a soothing manner, all the while his other hand rubbed patterns into her clit as his hips kept up with his unforgiving pace.

She squeezed him tight, and soon after her own orgasm, she had brought him to his. Thick spurts of cum filled her uterus, giving her a warm feeling in her gut. As it overflowed from her cunt, his cum began to spill out around his dick and down both of their thighs.

This seemed to cause a chain reaction as (Y/N)’s whines and sobs sent vibrations straight into Valeria’s center. With both (Y/N) and Alejandro having already cum, she decided against holding it, allowing herself to gush straight into (Y/N)’s mouth. (Y/N) sat between her thighs, gratefully lapping up every last drop.

When the overstimulation stung too much for either Valeria or Alejandro to keep going, they pulled away from their sex drunken best friend.

(Y/N) found herself unable to stay upright, she swayed slightly before collapsing onto her side. She gasped for air, desperately trying to catch her breath.

Her two best friends were at her side in an instant. “What do you need, mi amor?” Alejandro asked, voice laced with concern as Valeria comfortingly brushed away her stray hairs.

“Water,” she croaked out, feeling entirely drained.

Alejandro nodded and instantly made his way towards the kitchen.

In the meantime, Valeria grabbed (Y/N) up off the floor and brought her into Alejandro’s bedroom. After watching (Y/N) curl up under the covers, Valeria disappeared into the bathroom to grab and wet a washcloth. Alejandro returned with the water the same time Valeria stepped out of the bathroom.

The two worked together, Alejandro tilting (Y/N)’s head up so she could drink the water as Valeria dabbed away sweat and cum.

As they finished up and (Y/N) settled into the comfy bed sheets, inhaling the scent of Alejandro lingering on them, she could hazily hear her two lovers talking to one another.

“Next time, I’m using a strap on her. Fuckin show you who can dick her down better.”

Alejandro was just about to spit back a retort before the two heard a quiet mumble from (Y/N), “Next time?”

Both sets of eyes shot towards her. Valeria scrambled to make her statement clear, “Only if you want, amor.”

(Y/N) nodded sleepily, “Mhm.”

And at that, they decided to take (Y/N)’s lead, curling into her on either side and closing their eyes as they each drifted off into a restful sleep.

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[darlingshane]

better than indica

Sam Rossi x GN!Reader

Summary: Sam needs a distraction from his pain, and you're happy to help him out.

Content/Warnings: 18+. Explicit, Smut, BJ, Come Swallowing, Drug Mention, Pet names.

Word Count: 1k // AO3 Link.

A/N: This was written for Naughty or Nice Prompt fest @bernthirst-events. Prompt: Giving Sam Rossi head.

A shiver runs down your spine as you rid your body of clothes in the dim light room of the motel. Though the heat is on, the blistering cold from a winter night clings to your skin even after closing the door. It’s Sam stare that thrills you to be fair. He's lying on his back, head propped on a pillow. His shirt is off, the honey soft glow of the lamp highlights the curves of his torso, warms up his bare skin. His jeans are still on, belt buckled low down his waist. You can see the defined lines of Adonis belt that trail down his lower abdomen, ending somewhere underneath the denim.

Sam was half asleep when you entered the room and now, his eyes are wide open, holding his breath, watching you carefully remove every layer of fabric away from your body until there's nothing left but your underwear. Even though your back is turned to him, you can feel the fire of his browns tenderly caressing and warming every inch of your back.

When you turn around, his eyes have shut down, but you know he’s fully awake by the way the denim fabric bulges below the silver buckle. That’s all it takes to make him hard these days. Just a gaze. Just some exposed skin. And you're no better. You're just as easily turned on by laying eyes on him. Exactly like this moment right here as you slowly crawl onto the mattress from the way down, you can feel that tingle between your legs of being so close to him. His scent is soft but blissfully intoxicating. The tip of your nose grazes his beard as you get into position on all fours, hovering over his body.

“I know you’re awake, honey,” you whisper oh so dangerously close to his lips. “Saw you watching me.”

The corners of his lips draw a bashful grin as his eyes flick open.

“I didn't mean to stare–” one of his hands finds your arm. Your skin sticks out as he gently draws circles with his thumb along your forearm.

“It’s okay, baby. I like it when you look at me.” You plant a soft kiss on his mouth and tug his belt. “Why are these still on?”

“I was too tired to take them off. You know how it goes.”

“Yeah? Bum leg giving you a hard time tonight again?” Your fingers dance slowly along the line of his waistband. “Do you need a little distraction?”

“Need a big distraction.”

“Okay, lemme take care of you.”

Glancing down, you unbuckle his belt and open his fly. Then you find his stare as your hand slips under the elastic of his underwear. You bite your lip watching his expression turn as you gently place your palm over his mild erection and massage it ever so carefully until it starts to swell harder. You curl your fingers a little stronger each time, filling your fist with his firm length. Your head bows to capture his mouth, and he feeds you the sweetest moan as you pump him a little rougher, making him spill a few early drops all over your fingers. You use those to up the rhythm and let his head spin away from the pain. Once he’s completely surrendered to your touch, you pull away from his kiss, scooting back to kneel between his legs. You peel his jeans along with his boxers further down to uncover the erect monument you've built at his center.

Licking your lips, you glance at his eyes to see him fully immersed in a lust spell as you bow down to take him in your mouth. Without breaking eye contact, you stick your tongue out and as the tip grazes the underside of his cock it jolts on reflex against your lips. You trace the hard edge of his length all the way up, and then repeat the same motion but firmly pressing the plane of your tongue over his hardness, leaving a trail of spit. You wrap one hand at the base and keep him up as your lips sensually suck on the tip, collecting his arousal. Taking him further into your mouth, you seal your lips tightly around him as your head bobs up and down, gradually faster. Sam can't help but submit to the pleasure you provide. The grunts buried deep in his throat tell you how much he's enjoying you eating his cock. He would shove it down your throat if he had the strength to hold your head and thrust into you, but right now he can barely lift his hips. It's easy to see how he aches more by the way he curses under his breath or how his fingers struggle to grip at your hair.

You got him. Through and through, you take it further and viciously suck every inch of his cock, pushing him further into that sweet undoing.

“Oh, fuck, that’s good, sweetheart…” his voice comes out ragged. “Yeah, just like that. Keep… going…”

You hum around his firmness, keeping a steady pace and granting him that big relief he needs.

Sam can barely keep his eyes open, but he forces them to stay wide so he can see your perfect lips curled around him, taking him full into the depth of your mouth. He can feel your tongue, the pressure of your lips, and his head touching the back of your throat when you go further down.

When he reaches the edge, you move your free hand to grab his balls and give him that ultimate push that has his cock spill everything inside your mouth. A deep grunt bounces off the walls as you squeeze him tightly in your fist for a couple of seconds. His whole body shivers beneath you, taken mindlessly to that plane where there’s no pain, just sheer pleasure, as you drink every last drop.

Drawing a breath, you let him go and lean back and lick your lips watching him gasping for air. His chest rises and falls. His stomach hollows as you place your palm there to capture the heat emanating from his torso.

“C’mere. You always take such good care of me, baby,” he breathlessly tucks an arm around you and pulls you down to his side. “I don't know what I'd do without you.”

“Yeah? Did it make you feel better?”

“Much better, sweetheart.”

“Better than indica?”

“Definitely better than indica.”

“I doubt that,” you scoff, and Sam laughs softly, holding you closer to him. “But I’ll take it.”

#bernthirst prompt fest #sam rossi #sam rossi x reader #sweet virginia #jon bernthal #jon bernthal fanfiction #jon bernthal smut #fanfiction #smut #darlingwrites

[miss-yn-ln]

Gentle - Kyojuro Rengoku x Fem! Reader

In which you and Kyojuro have your first night together.

"That's my good girl, you're doing so well taking me like that."

Warnings: cunnilingus, soft sex, kyo has a big dick. Word count: 1.4k NOT PROOF READ

"Kyo." You whispered, your hot breath fanning over his lips, "i want you."

Kyojuro's heart slammed against his rib cage, hearing you say those words to him will forever be imprinted in his brain, as well as the image below him. Your locks spread out effortlessly on the pillow, pouty lips parted, releasing soft pants of want and your cheeks a shade of dusty pink.

He pulled back to sit on his knees, looking at your mostly bare body and smiling at the wet spot on your panties; he placed a kiss on your clothed cunt making you gasp at how sensitive you were already. He couldn't help but feel giddy knowing his little touches alone had brought you to this state.

His fingers hooked into the waistband of your panties, slowly tugging them down your legs before setting them aside. Your shaky limbs were enough of a sign to alert him you were anxious; your eyes were tightly shut to stop the feeling of embarrassment at seeing him so close to your most private part. He leaned closer to your plush thighs, a trail of feathery kisses were left from the right thigh to the left, happily teasing you and relishing in your soft pants.

Your sharp gasp rumbled through the room when you felt his fingers slide through your folds, gathering your slick at the bottom of your entrance and spreading it to the top of your bundle of nerves. Broken moans left your lips; he was gliding his fingers effortlessly in circles on your throbbing clit, your sounds sending blood down to his hardening member. His finger travelled down to your entrance, sinking knuckle deep and watching with a smile when you arched your back into his touch, whining his name.

"You're already so wet." He mused, his cock twitching in excitement when you bit your lip shyly, softly smiling down at him.

Hooking his muscular arms around your thighs, he lowered his mouth to your cunt and lapped his tongue hungrily at your clit. He didn't ease into it - choosing rather to immediately devour you as if you were his favorite meal. He decided then and there that you are. It had you wondering if he was seeing how fast he could make you cum, but then his tongue licked a spot just right and you found yourself unable to think at all. His mouth then latched onto the sensitive nerves, sucking just enough to let them go with a pop and repeating his motions whilst continuing to pump a finger, your wetness allowing him to easily slip another.

He could feel your legs closing in on his head, shaking miraculously as you came harder than you ever have before with cries of his name. He pulled back, cleaning his fingers with his mouth as he watched your chest heave in pleasure, soft breasts begging to be fondled. He rubbed your legs gently as you came down from your high, an amused chuckle escaping his lips at your heavy hooded eyes looking down at him.

You were in awe as he moved to hover over you, the candle light in the room making his physique all the more admirable. When you dared to look further down, capturing sight of his painfully hard length, thick and long, pressing into your thigh, you let out a panicked gasp. As impressive as he was in all his glory, there's no way he was going to fit. He sensed your panic; Kyojuro raised a calloused hand to your pretty face, stroking his thumb across your cheek. "What's wrong, my darling girl?"

A heat spread across your face before you spluttered out "I- how... is it going to fit?"

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle but tell me to stop and I will." He promised in a soft voice that was quite the contrast to his usual boisterous tone.

You nodded and held his gaze as he slowly pushed into your sopping cunt. You both let out a gasp when his tip slipped in, your eyes fluttering shut and hands softly resting on his arms that your head was caged between.

You took him in inch by inch, but the small breaks did little to help you adjust to how thick he was. Your entrance ached: it was a searing, fiery pain and you couldn't help the crack in your voice when you whimpered, "K-kyo, it hurts." His hips stilled as he looked at your teary eyes - you pulled him closer to you, burying your face in his neck whilst wrapping your arms around his broad shoulders.

It was when he heard the soft sniffles muffled into his shoulder, felt the drip of tears and the faint sting of your nails digging into his skin that he got very worried. His hand cupped your head, keeping you tucked into his shoulder, before he started to softly coo too you.

"Shhh. Open up for me, little one." His calloused hand came between your bodies, brushing a thumb over your sensitive nipple. He  lent down to leave soft intimate kisses on your neck, relishing as your cries and sobs turned into tiny moans, "there you go." He praised you when he felt your body naturally opening up on instinct and sucking him in further, slowly pushing the rest of himself into you. He brought the hand down from your breast to your stomach, placing it right above your cunt: "feel me there? That's my good girl, you're doing so well taking me like that."

"Oh... oh Kyo," you whined, your glassy eyes looking up at him big and wide as he slowly began to pull out from your dripping cunt before easing himself back in. The way his hard cock dragged across your walls made it impossible for you to control your breathing, you were acutely aware of his hooded gaze staring at your furrowed brows and agape mouth. Your cute reactions had Kyojuro himself groaning into your ear, a cacophony of yours and his pleasured moans filled his room at the flame estate - you inwardly prayed Senjuro and Shinjuro could not hear you both.

When he leaned down to moan filthily right in your ear you were sure your orgasm was approaching twice as fast, unintentionally squeezing him which in result, caused Kyojuro to squeeze his eyes shut and murmur praises. "Taking me so well... so good for me." He dragged his lips across  the delicate skin of your neck before resting back on his hands to admire your body; legs spread for him, pillow-like breasts bouncing with each thrust, smooth thighs wrapped around him and a cute waist, he couldn't help himself "you're so beautiful, you know that?"

Your reaction to his words was instantaneous: "god Kyo!" You all but screamed, back arching up into him, hands scrambling to his muscular shoulders to scratch at them. There was a hot, burning coil in your stomach and he felt relieved to know it was gonna snap at any second, with his release straight behind it.

He lifted himself from you, onto his knees and grabbed onto your thighs to push them as far back as they could go - you secretly thanked Mitsuri for the flexibility training in your head - groaning at how tight you felt around him. He sped up with his gentle thrusts, keeping them precise to hit that spot he finally found in you."K-kyo I'm g- I'm gonna," you tried to warn pathetically, you were on the absolute edge.

"Shh it's alright, I've got you." His voice was gentle yet strained as he coaxed you to your orgasm. His golden eyes were tightly squeezed shut as he focused on the whimpers leaving your lips and the way you squeezed around him  so hard as you got closer and closer, he could feel himself nearing too. He wrapped one of your legs around his waist and moved the other higher up than before and that's when you lost it - your walls spasmed around his cock as you came shouting his name, gripping the sheets, toes curled.

It must've been the way you were so unabashed by your pleasure that set Kyojuro off, because after a quick three thrusts he was pulling out and spilling his cum on your gorgeous, satiny thighs, groaning loudly all the while, before collapsing next to you in his bed.

There was a moment of silence.

You both looked at each other, panting for breath.

And then you both smiled.

"I love you. You know that right?"

You felt your blood rush to your cheeks, "I love you, Kyo."

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[igotanidea]

Cheater : Jason Todd x fem!reader

Here's what you have been waiting for....

Warnigs: smut - MINORS DNI, cheating (duh), heavy swearing, threats, fight, hearbreak, no happy ending.

***

“Hello, baby” his silent whisper and hot breath on her face made her feel at home in his arms.

“Mmm, hello” she muttered, turning around to take him in. For someone so bruised and tired, coming straight from the patrol, Jason was surprisingly breathtaking. “Sore much?” the girl planted a chaste kiss on his lips, but he grabbed her waist and made her stay connected a bit longer, moving hands under her sleeping T-shirt in circular motions “Jason!” she scoffed when he switched positions to that she was pinned beneath him, forced to look straight into his eyes, not that she was complaining.

“Not more than usual” he smirked “And I think I still got some power in me if you are up for a bit of work.”

“Keep talking.” She titled her head, giving him more access to her skin. An opportunity he was more than willing to take.

“The things I want to do to you, baby….” He trailed kissing her skin, leaving scorching trails of his mouth alongside. “is not how a good girl should behave.”

“I am dating a vigilante, I suppose I lost the “good girl” title a long time ago and …. Ah, Jace!”

„Feel good already?” she didn’t even blink and her shirt was off, exposed nipples and breasts begging for his attention.

“More….”

“Oh, I have much more for you. Just let me work on you, baby.” He kissed both of those little rose buds eliciting another moan, back arching to get closer to him, hands tangling in his hair and guiding his head lower. He laughed at her willingness and pulled her pants down, exposing her to him fully.

“No underwear?”

“Who in their sound mind sleep in underwear?” she gritted

“I see I’ve taught you well, love. Always be prepared.”

“Shut up and just….”

“What?” he moved down and started kissing along her calf and inner thigh “do you need my tongue or fingers, sugar? You want to be a bad girl? You gotta tell me exactly how you want me to take you.”

“Oh, fuck, Jace…” he was kissing so close to where she needed him and it was getting so hot she could barely withstand it, and yet craved more “I need your dick. Now.”

“As you wish.”

It was amazing how fast he was with tearing his own clothes off, getting naked and ready as he put his weight on her. Such a sweet, sweet weight, pressing her into the mattress of the bed.

“Jason....”

“I’m going in” he panted pushing through her walls and starting pulling in and out immediately “you good there?”

“Yes, yes, yes….” She chanted like some spell, clutching onto his bicep and shoulders, running fingernails on his muscles, whining and begging ‘So good…. “

“Are you close? He asked, even if her face twisted in pleasure, slightly open lips and those whines told him everything he needed to know. The fact was, seeing her like this was definitely doing things to him and he wasn’t sure how long he could last. He grabbed her legs hooking them around his waist, changing the angle, going deeper, stretching her, hitting just the right place, everytime.  “Come on, baby.” Words followed by nibbling on the soft spot on her neck ‘you make me feel so good. Just let yourself go, let me feel you on my cock. “ his soft whispers were the exact opposite of the speed and force with which he was snapping his hips into her. “Come on, babygirl.”

“Jason!” all that overstimulation pushed her into her climax with the intensity like never before. His name falling from her lips got him mesmerized when he rocked her thought it while fighting the overwhelming urge to just cum inside her. To paint her walls with his seed, to fully make her his.

But they talked about it many times before, none of them were ready for kids. Not with their vigilante lifestyle, crazy characters and emotional instability so barely second before explosion he pulled out, messing up the sheet instead of her body.

“One day I will claim you fully, baby” he panted, capturing her lips and kissing so gently so lovingly that if she wasn’t already spend she would initiate another round. “You are just perfect.”

“You’re not so bad yourself, Jaybird.”

***

“Making me breakfast?” a few hours later, in the early morning, Y/N woke up from the little nap she had and came right into the kitchen, lured by the delicious smell. “Eggs?”

“Nah, I know you don’t like eating them 6 times a week. I made you pancakes instead.”

“Really?” she crossed the floor to kiss him “why so generous all of a sudden? What did you do, Jason?" she raised an eyebrow and smiled at him lovingly.

“What I can say? I like to spoil my girl. And if that gets me another kiss of yours ….”

“I’ll say my thanks after I taste ….”

“How about I give you a taste of something better?” he muttered moving closer to her, whispering in her ear, but she just laughed and took a step back.

“Take it easy tiger. If you think I can’t see all those bruises and cuts of yours, you are wrong. Can’t let you overexercise yourself. Besides, do you remember that we were invited by Babs and Dick for a game night?”

“Exactly. Night.” he rolled his eyes “And that means we have a whole day for ourselves and ….”

“And once we start we won’t ever stop going. So I need to halt you on getting your hands on me. At least for today. “ she smirked “Now. Give me my breakfast and go take a shower, cause baby, I hate to break it to you, but you stink.”

“Stink?” he scoffed “I smell like an alpha male. Don’t tell me it doesn’t turn you on..” he flexed his muscles, showing off.

“Oh, hell no! Now please stop showing your armpits!” she squealed and covered her nose “GO!” her happy laugh followed him on the way to the bathroom.

***

Jason todd was a skilled, careful vigilante and a perfectionist with a well-thought plan. He used to keep his walls up for so long, until on one of the patrols he met Y/N, who tear them all down. She was making him happy and loved and, however crazy that sounded, safe. He was not afraid to be open with her.

And this was about to become his undoing.

While he was absentmindedly showering, his phone left on the kitchen counter started buzzing from all the texts and notifications.

***

Y/N was the person who never stuck her nose into anyone else business, respecting boundaries and privacy. A few years spend with Jay only amplified that trait of hers since she never pushed him to do anything he would not like, be it physical or emotional vulnerability. So why did she feel the sudden urge, the tingling to sneak a peek at Jason’s phone screen? Was it an instinct? Was that just a curiosity? She wasn’t sure, but what she saw froze her to the core.

And much to her embarrassment it got her digging deeper.

***

She kept the pose for the rest of the day, acting like her normal self, hiding her feelings deep inside and giving her boyfriend an opportunity to come clean.

He didn’t.

And so they left for meeting with the other bats and co. in perfect moods.

Or at least it seemed so.

***

The atmosphere started rolling downhill the second the girls started playing that silly game with silly cards with silly questions.

"Would you ever be able to forgive your boyfriend for cheating?" Babs picked up the first card from the pile and turned towards Y/N.

"I'm sorry, what is this game about again?" the girl frowned, heat and pain forming in her chest.

"It's simple truth or dare." Stephanie grinned, patting her shoulder reassuringly "don't stress too much."

"Extreme truth or dare I see..."

"Come on, Y/n, answer it. After all it's all hypothetical, right?"

"Mhm, right, it's all hypothetical" Y/N muttered, her eyes travelling to the other side of the room, focusing on Jason, who was just casually talking to Dick, unaware of the fact that she knew. Just leaning on the doorframe, beer in hands, that characteristic smirk on his face. Normally she would smile at the view, thinking how lucky she got, but now, now she wanted to wipe that freaking expression off his face. Preferably with the bleach.

Who would have thought that a night game with friends that was supposed to be fun would turn out like this.

“Please remind me whose idea it was to play it again?” she scoffed crossing her arms defensively, body language not lying. The hell she was going to answer that question.

“It was mine!”Dick grinned from the other side of the room, approaching the girls and sting by Barbara, Jason following right after him taking a spot next to Y/N. “You ladies are having fun?”

“Not really” Stephanie pouted “Y/N is a party pooper.”

“Really?” Jason smirked, wrapping an arm around her waist and kissing her temple, almost making her mop it down “What did she do this time?”

“She refused to answer the question” Cass explained in her soft voice “Maybe we shouldn’t….” Orphan was the most skilled in reading body language and if anyone was to start suspecting something it was definitely her.

“What was it?” Dick reached toward the card and read the sentence out loud “Would you ever be able to forgive your boyfriend for cheating. Oh my god!” he laughed looking at his younger brother “I think someone’s in trouble here, Jaybird.”

That was the breaking point for Y/N. She simply could not take it anymore.

“If you’ll excuse me…” she stood up an without another word of explanation run towards the bathroom. Her surprised friends watched her escape and then their shocked and accusatory gazes landed on Jason.

“All right, fine, stop it! I’ll go check on her! Geez!” he scoffed getting up, becoming worried and scared for her on the inside.  

***

 “Y/N?” he came into the spacious bathroom, spotting the girl in front of the mirror with fingers clenched on the sink, head hanging low and breathing heavily. “Baby?”

“Don’t you dare calling me that!” she yelled turning around “you asshole!”

“Y/n? hey, what…” only by miracle he dodged the  hairbrush flying his direction.

“You stupid son of a bitch!”

“I don’t under….”

“You slept with her!”

“What?” his eyes grew wide. Oh, fuck.

“You slept with her and then you came back to me to make me fucking pancakes!?”

“Y/n…..”

“Shut the fuck up!”

“Please let me explain….” He took a step forward, but she moved out of his reach, wriggling like a caged animal.

“Oh no, you.I swear if you take one more step towards me I will throw a razor at you!"

"You really do have to make a scene at Dickhead's place, do you?" he hissed, his eyes turning black from restrained anger.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that my behavior is gonna make you look bad in front of our friends. Maybe I should even apologize for being the reason you cheated!"

"Stop fucking screaming at me! You could have just waited till we get home!"

"Be thankful I did not, Jason. I swear Dick, Babs, Cass and Steph presence outside is the only thing keeping me from castrating you!"

"Shut up!" he yelled and took a step forward, pushing her into a wall and covering her mouth "AUCH! Fuck, did you just bit me?!"

"I will cut your fingers off if you touch me again!"she reached for the manicure scissors and put them in front of herself in a defensive manner "and from what I get, you like when the girl is loud, don't you?Her moans on that recording she sent you are pretty much the proof of it.”

“Her what now?!”

“Ah, Jason. More, please, you feel so good” Y/n whined, trying to copy the way the other girl sounded and fuck, she was so hot at that moment with her eyes widened in fury, hair messed up becasue of the fight and lips red and swollen. It was the worst timing ever, but Jason found himself getting harder. “WHO EVEN DOES THAT? Was this some sort of your twisted sexual fantasy?! Did it turn you on?!"

"IT DID! The same way it did with you under me and ..."

"You fuck head!” she threw the scissors away and started hitting his chest with her fist, again and again and again.

“If you could just listen to me!"

"Of course, do you have any recording of yourself you send to her?! Whispering her name while you were jacking off?! Probably in our bed!? Probably with me next door or ....." she stopped, her eyes grew even wider, if that was even possible "Oh my god...." she turned away towards the sink, grabbing her stomach, trying to catch her breath like a fish out of water "I'm gonna be sick....."

"Fuck, Listen to me! It did not mean anything! ”

“It means everything for me!” she sobbed, all the anger slowly being replaced by feeling of betrayal and only now he realized how bad he fucked up “you wanted to wait till we get intimate, and fuck I gave both space and time, never pushing on your boundaries! FUCK JASON! What the fuck is wrong with you?!”

“You do realize that the rest can hear us, right?”

“I DON’T FUCKING CARE! IN FACT, LET THEM KNOW! Let them know what their friend/brother did. How many times did that happen?”

“Don’t ….” He shook his head avoiding her eyes

“How. Many. Times. Jason. Do not make me repeat myself!”

“Just a couple.”

“JUST a couple?!” she screamed, but it was the final straw. Her brain shut down, unable to process all that revelation. All the energy left her system and he was just standing in the middle of the bathroom, completely quiet staring into the space gazeless.   

“I made a mistake. I’m sorry.” he pleaded, taking her by surprise, grabbing her hand. She did not react at first and he took the chance to kiss her on the lips, but that actually did bring her back to reality when she pushed him away, harder and stronger than ever before.

“You motherfucker! You wanted to beat your brother in the numbers or what?"

"Now you are bringing Grayson into this?! He's a dog! And you'd better not cross the line of comparing him to me!"

"You're right" she smiled wildly, mockingly "you two are nothing alike. you wanna know why? Because once he settled with Babs he let go of that manwhore attitude. Apparently it worked the other way round for you, you ....."

She did not manage to finish that sentence because of the harsh grip on her throat.

"LET GO OF ME!"

***

"Ok, that is enough." Dick spoke since obviously everyone heard that banter not sure if they should react or not. Jason and Y/N never thought before and now, with the hot-headedness they both had it was weird, disturbing and uncomfortable. "We gotta do something."

"If you value your life, you'd better stay here and ...." Steph started but was cut of by a loud thump and Y/N's muffled scream

"That's it, I'm going in!" he tried to open the door, but it turned out Jason was smart (or stupid, depending on the interpretation) enough to lock them "Y/n?" Dick knocked at the wood fervently "are you all right there?! Say something."

'I'm... I'm fine Dick. Go back to girls, we just need to settle something with Jason"

"It does not sound like ....."

"Just mind your own business, Dickhead!" Jason yelled

***

"God, Y/n, I'm sorry" Todd looked at his hands, startled. He could have chocked her. Just because of his anger. "Please, I...."

Was she better than me?” Y/N asked, massaging her throat where re marks were to start bruising soon. Tears gathering in her eyes. How many times can a broken heart break? Was million pieces not enough?

“What?”

“Was she better? Giving you an oral? Letting you fuck her in all those crazy positions I never could? Making you cum faster, harder? Making you feel like a man?”

“No. Of course not. It’s only you and …..”

“Then why, Jason?” her voice was so broken it made his heart shutter. God, what the hell was he thinking? He couldn’t even blame it on Lazarus water or the post-patrol blurry mind and adrenaline. No, it was fully his fault. His responsibility. She trusted him and he broke her into pieces he wasn’t sure he could pick up together again. But he had to try. He just had to try.

“I… I don’t know.” he looked at the floor, felling wetness in his eyes as well.

“Were you bored with me? Was I too much to handle? If you wanted a sex toy ….”

“Please, don’t say that.” He begged falling onto his knees next to her and hugging her legs, to which she surprisingly did not object. “Please, there’s gotta be something I can do to make it up to you…. I’ll do anything, just please, forgive me. Just one more chance.”

“Do you want to know what answer I would give for that question back there?” she was unimpressed by those theatrics he was pulling. Of course Y/N knew he was true in his words, that he was sorry. She only wondered whether it was because he cheated or because his secret found the way into daylight.

“No, baby, please don’t leave me. Not again, I …..” a single tear fell from his eye at the mere of thought of losing her.

“Oh, but you won’t be alone. You got your, wait what was the nickname in your phone? Oh, right, sugarbaby. God I was so stupid for trusting you! Nevermind. Now, you’ll be able to hear her scream your name and writhe underneath you without having any strings attached....

"No, baby, don't throw what we have away."

"We have nothing. Not anymore." her tone was so cold it could freeze the ocean "I despise you, Jason Todd.”

She walked right past through him, leaving him on the cold floor. Sooner or later he would have to get up and get out, dealing with judging looks and harsh words. And maybe some physical fight with Dick. But for now, he could not move a single muscle, just leaning on the bath and hiding his face in hands. She was right, he was a complete fuckup.

***

"Jason called again." Babs announced approaching the coach, Y/N was sitting on. Cass and Steph respectively on her left and right side hugging their friend. The girls jointly decided it would be better for Y/N to stay in their apartment for some time since Jason wouldn't dare invading her here.

"What did you tell him?" Y/N sighed, laying her red swollen eyes on the red head.

"The same thing as I did the previous 50 times he called. To fuck off and leave you alone. You sure you don't want Dick to...."

"No, I don't. This would turn into a bloodbath. I am heartbroken but it doesn't mean I want to have any death on my conscience."

"Dick would be more than happy to have that. He is enraged on your behalf. You know what he said to me after learning what happened?

"No. What?"

"Y/N is a genuinely nice person. She will forget at forgive after some time. But I'm her friend. I get to hold the grudge for her and protect her."

"He did say that?"

"Yes." Babs nodded "And I think I speak for all of us when I say that we second that approach." Cass and Steph nodded

“I know it does not seem like it now, but you’re gonna be fine” Steph assured, rubbing Y/N's shoulders

“I know.” the girl sobbed “it just hurts so bad.”

“Jason is a ….” Steph started but before she could find a proper word Cass interrupted her

“We’re for you, Y/n. whatever you need, you can count on us.”

“Thank you girls.”

“Ice cream, anyone?” Steph grinned

“A bucket please. And the good ones ,not those low fat, low carb shit. If I'm gonna get comfort food might as well indulge myself.

No matter what, she was going to be fine .

@cherryinsalemverse @gone-batty-fics @justafanficsreader @arfrona @parkjammys @thatweirdwitchnextdoor

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[velvetmud]

I'm OBSESSED with your writing for Joel. I loved the Stanley Kubrick fic. Could you write one with Joel taking nasty photos *Love you*!

thank you thank you !!! I’m so glad eeeeeeeee

sorta thinking of this one as like another version to my other porn filmer joel fic

warning(s): explicit 18+, dirty talk, etc

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“Just lift that up a little. Only what you wanna show. Yeah, atta girl. That’s perfect.”

It started ever since you plopped yourself in his lap, and Joel hasn’t been able to resist himself. He also refused to keep his hands in one place. They’re on the back of your neck, pulling you down for your lips to meet his. They’re rubbing down your back and squeezing his favorite softer parts. Soon enough one of those hands snuck over to his bedside table to snatch his digital camera.

“Please baby,” he murmurs down in your ear. Gruff, raspy. His thumb hovers over the power button. “Always wanna look at how pretty you are begging in my lap like this. How pretty you are all the damn time.”

You intentionally hide your bashful cheeks from him and the camera lens. He knows what to say and how to say so you melt like butter and turn to putty in his arms.

“Only if you’re in them too.”

Though he could sense the underlying insecurities floating up to the surface, he stops them in their tracks and gives you a reality check.

“Okay, sweet thing. It’s okay. S’nothing wrong with you, sweetie. Only show the camera what you want to.”

Now, he’s gently pulling your hips down to grind up and down his bare aching length. Both your clothes stay lazily strung on, only what was necessary exposed. His zipper was yanked down, camera glued to his palm. Mouth agape whenever you pressed harder down on his tip.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck don’t move. Stay just like that,” he says in a hurry as his mouth waters at the sight before him. The head of his cock squished against you, with your lacey white panties shoved to the side with half his shaft poking out from his jeans. It was a no brainer that it would be a beautiful shot, one that he’d go back to revisit whenever he spent afternoons with only his hand.

Your hair falls in your face from looking down as he snaps a couple photos. His thumb hooks to the inside of your shirt, ever so slightly lifting it up to reveal more of your skin to him and his camera.

“This okay, baby?”

A nod.

He smooths the same thumb in circles by your hip bone, marveling at his upcoming spank bank portfolio. Once he’s satisfied his eager teasing comes to a stop as he marks a trail of kisses down the bone of your jaw.

“Put it in when you’re ready, baby. Nice and slow.”

The thick tip was intimidating to first sink down on, but Joel doesn’t seem to mind. He captures several more images of you spreading yourself and welcoming him in to the wet warmth he’d both kill and die for.

“That’s it. All the way down. Don’t wanna miss an inch, now.”

He could be lodged in your stomach by this point and it’d only excite you even more.

“Feel good, babygirl? Nice and filled up, huh? Go ‘head and move on it.” he instructs, aiming the lens right above where he disappears between your lips. You do as you’re told, making little figure eights and clenching down to wet his length. “So shy even while I’m inside you, fuck.”

Joel captured a couple pictures while your hips were in motion. Sheathing him.

He almost loses it when he starts to see a trail of your evidence left behind on the base of his dick, each and every time you go up and down. He doesn’t think twice before zooming in and taking more. Maybe he’s greedy. Maybe he’s a pervert. But not even a million dollars could take his camera and it’s contents away from him.

“Alright now, want you to bounce on it baby girl. Fast and hard. Take all you can.”

At the drop of a hat you’re following directions, uncaring of the way his denim grazed your thighs with every pump, or the way your panties stretched to the side and made indents onto your skin. Joel is heaving from the moment you started. Hypnotized by the bounce of your chest, he shamelessly indulges himself by turning the flash on then pointing it at your hard nipples arching through your t-shirt.

While you brace yourself to keep up the quick heavy pace with your hips, Joel almost feels himself fall right off the edge. Immediately he’s yanking you down to stay buried to the hilt. Your juices have multiplied, mixing so pretty with his. As he catches his breath, he feels you tighten down on him with needy force while you’re whining in his ear.

“Shhh, I’m taking care of you babygirl,” he promised, sneaking a pointer finger to rub your swollen clit.

Joel bets these visuals alone could give Playboy a run for their money as you drip and tremble when he rubs harder, faster.

“Joel, Joel yes.”

“Gonna cum for the camera, baby? Yeah, that’s it, fuck on it just like that.”

He notes how lazy and wild your rhythm has become, those sounds mixing so poetically right along with his name. Nothing could’ve prepared him for how hard you squeeze down on him during your long strokes, from top of his tip until you couldn’t fit anything more.

As you come down and relax in his arms, your dead weight sprawls out deliciously across him. Granting him even better access to fuck himself up into you. As he braces himself, he makes a last minute decision to heave you up to pull his cock out of you. The girly whimpers you uncontrollably belly out from the sudden emptiness feeds right into his blinding orgasm. He wants so badly to ram his tip all the way inside, fill you up with his children. Admire the way his cum would drip and spill out of you, an innocent girl curled up in his lap stuffing herself with his cock.

But he’s on a different mission instead, deciding to play that particular fantasy out a little later.

He doesn’t have to stroke himself long before his cum leaks out in long, thick spurts across your pussy and your lower belly. The growls he makes are throaty and deep, almost sounding as if it were out of anguish instead of pleasure. Closing his eyes only a brief moment to right himself, he peels them open again to admire the mess.

Sticky pools of his spend gathered on your skin and spread to your panties. To his surprise, you nod over to the camera and spread yourself wider to get one last lewd shot.

Joel thinks he’s passed and gone to heaven as he scrambles to find wherever he dropped it. He keeps his eyes glued to yours until looking down at the little screen. With one last satisfying shot of your bare open legs smeared with his cum, he lies back and tucks your hair behind your ear.

“Did so amazing on me, baby girl. We made a mess,” he laughs, feeling some of it spill on the crotch of his denim. You join his laughter and eagerly ask him to show you everything he’d captured.

You get moved to sit sideways in his lap as you both scroll through each and every one. It was clear to see just how excited he’d gotten so fast, his stubborn cock already half filled just seeing you wet and desperate on top of him.

Both of you knew there’d be time for more, and while you discuss your favorites from his little photo album, he wraps his arm around you and shows you the very last photo he’d taken. Both your juices splayed out and combined together on top of you.

“Look at this one, baby. Should be on a dirty poster,” he grins. “See? There’s no reason to be so shy.”

-

getting a little back on the writing stuff bandwagon :’) thank you for any love,anons,shares, anything. it means so much to me:)

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[glassrowboat]

My Muse

Authors note: reader is a horny little fuck in this so post is a little spicy. This is mainly inspired by the fact I saw this photo of naga Baizhu on Twitter and I needed an outlet. (https://x.com/GenshinUpdate/status/1749282963089744213?s=20) I don't know how links work on this app yet so...Either way, enjoy <3

Word count: 1000+

The flash of a camera shutter, the click of that all so familiar sound fills the well lit room as his image is captured. Beauty incarnate as those gorgeous gold eyes, snake like slits for pupils locked onto the device in your hands. Compared to that gaze this silver camera was cold as ice.

Another shutter, another image captured as Baizhu shifted in his spot. The folds of his clothes turned, wrinkling from the change in position as it moved over his leg like a work of art. The sight of that purple silk hugging him so tightly in all the right spots, sticking to him in a way anyone would-

“You're staring.”

Grunting, you looked back up at Baizhu as he spoke, dropping the camera low enough so you were looking at your model through your own vision rather than the lense of the camera. His voice was just as teasing as ever, dripping with the same enticing tone that had been on his forked tongue since you asked him, your muse, to be on the receiving end of attention when it came to your camera. That alone made it hard enough to tell which eye could truly take in his visage, the one that was so intensely locked on him, or the one without a soul to its nature. Either way, it was easy to stare.

Not that you'd admit that without poking a bit of fun first.

“I'm a photographer, it's part of my job to stare at you.” Smiling at Baizhu you lifted your hand, finger waving up and down to signal at him to shift to another position, but instead he raised his hand, trying to tempt you into coming over. Those green props with sharp black nails were honestly impressive, scales engraved into the false flesh so intricately one could mistake it for Changsheng's pearl-like snake skin that was wrapped around his neck.

“Admittedly, yes,” and just like you did before Baizhu waggled his finger. “However, you and I both know what I mean, so please do come here.”

Temptress you wanted to call him. A gorgon made to be so stunning one would believe they are carved of the same stone they inflict upon others. Eyelashes thick with mascara as they fluttered, dips and curves that tease at the idea of muscles beneath his pliant skin, a tiny little waist, and golden marks painted over his abdomen. The moment you stepped closer, the moment you gave in and accepted his words like a siren's song your fingertips were grazing over the metallic paint that just barely reflected your form that was so obviously drooling over his.

Maybe it's time to see if men really can get pregnant- anyway.

“The things I want to do to you would make Satan himself blush.”

Laughing softly at your words Baizhu took your hand in his own, the feeling foreign, unfamiliar. Those lips on your skin however were. Orange gloss that had been applied, one that you've said yourself would truly make him a sight to capture, now sticking onto your skin. All from one kiss. “Careful now, we don't want the poor makeup artist to redo her work do we?” His eyes flicked back down to the golden paint, motioning to the fingerprints that just barely showed. “I thought not, but here we are.”

Those shining lips that reflected the lights pointed on you both curled into a smile. Were it those strobe lights that had the air so warm?

“Trust me, I could do a lot worse than getting some body paint fucked up.” Much, much worse. Enough to have his pale skin turning pink, to have those lips falling open as sounds that could only be taken as gospel rang in your ears.

Yet those words of what could only be described as another way of getting ahead of yourself could be spoken aloud, a feminine voice spoke out. “Blunt as ever aren't you?” Changsheng hissed, irritation clear. It wasn't a surprise she was annoyed, that snake always kicked up a fuss whenever you flirted with Baizhu. Funny that she was so capable of doing so for a creature that didn't even have legs. “I swear Baizhu, this one has no tact. Remember that I'm here and that I don't want to hear this disgusting interaction.”

Baizhu turned his head towards her, his green hair tied in cute little pigtails that you've never seen on him before until this day. (How easy they'd be to pull and yank on). “I'd cover your ears if I could Changsheng, someone has to save you from this one and their wicked ways.”

Oh how you wanted to roll your eyes. “You're such a tease.”

And sorry for this Changsheng.

Reaching out your finger teases at the wrap around his waist, hooking your digit under the garment and the layers of cloth underneath with a swift movement. A mission has to be accomplished today. So with one tug you raised your camera up and snapped a picture of what had just been revealed to you. That shutter clicking far from enough to drown out the sound of a disgruntled hiss and shocked gasp as you readily captured a photo of his pretty cock.

“For my personal collection.”

“My- oh…” Tearing your gaze off of what could only be described as a man in the form of a four course meal your eyes flicked up to take in his growing blush. (And a snake with her head promptly turned away from the both of you). “Well, I don't think that was necessary.”

No? To me it was.

“Yeah, yeah, just get back to posing all pretty like.” Not even bothering to fix his pants you let them snap back against his skin. “We still have a job to do.”

“I know that.” Sighing, Baizhu looked back at your camera, thoughts no doubt wondering to what you'd do with that image once in private.

Would you spill your intentions? Never.

“And by the way,” you started, looking back at him with a wink, “I expect to see you in this later tonight.”

“You truly are a wicked one. Once we're done then, my dear.”

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[chapel-of-rizztual]

99, 115, & 136 w/ Raindrop? I think those would go together good🫠

Dew’s transition from water to fire had been traumatic. Everyone knew that. Everyone could see the fear that still burnt on his eyes, even months later, the scars on his body were still visibly raised and angry.

Dew was just starting to get back to his normal self when his heat hit, setting him back several steps. He locked himself in his room, not letting anyone in no matter how hard they tried to help him. It had been four days since anyone had actually seen him, the only sign he was still alive was the occasional whine and whimper that could be heard coming from his room and the smell of burnt marshmallows that floated through the filings den.

Which is why Rain was so surprised to find Dew at his bedroom door late in the evening. He was flustered, a sheen of sweat covering his entire body and he was flushed red from head to toe. The clothes he was wearing were soaked in sweat, his hair plasters to his forehead.

“Dew? What are doing here? Are you okay?”

Dew whimpers, falling in Rain.“H-hot. So hot.”

Rain hisses feeling the heat coming off Dew’s body. He was almost too hot to touch. “Is this normal for fire heats?”

Dew whines, clinging to Rain even more. “I don’t know, first one as fire.” He looks at up at Rain with panic in his eyes. “I don’t know what to do.” Rain pulls him into his room. “Then let me teach you.”

“But-but you’re not fire. How will- how can you help.” Dew looks up at him with confusion written all over his face.

“Maybe not. But I’ve helped Iffy through his heat before, I know a little how to help.” Dew groans, his hips rolling onto Rain’s thigh.“Please, please help.”

Rain presses a kiss to the top of his head, right between his horns. “I’ve got you, my love, I’ll help. Take the rest of your clothes off and get on the bed.”

Dew shifts, suddenly looking nervous. He tugged on the neckline of his T-shirt, not meeting Rain’s eyes. Rain runs his fingers through Dew’s damp hair, untangling some of the knots.

“Why so shy?”

“I just-I’ve change a lot since you last saw me.” Dew looks around nervously again. “I don’t- my gills…they’re gone? They’re just scars now.” He looks up at him with watery eyes. “I just- I don’t want you to think I’m ugly now.” 

Rain feels his heart shattering at the fear in Dews’s face.  “Oh, Honeydew. They could change you a thousand times and cover you in scars and you’ll still be the most beautiful ghoul to me.” 

“You mean it?” 

Rain leans down to capture Dew’s lips in his.  “Of course I mean it, I love you.”  

Dew whine again, leaving upwards to capture Rain in a messy kiss. 

Rain kisses him back for a beat before pulling back and leaning his forehead against Dew’s.

“Go get on the bed. You can keep your clothes on if it makes you feel more comfortable. I can work around them.” 

Dew looks shy again.  “You promise you won’t judge?” 

Rain makes a cross motion over his heart.  “Cross my heart.” 

Dew nods, looking a little more sure of himself as he heads towards the bed, stripping his T-shirt and boxers as he goes. Rain tries not to stare, he really does, but Dew was right. He had changed a lot. Where his gills once were ran four deep long scars on each side of his rip cage. They were dark and raised from his skin in jagged lines. There was more along his neck and Rain would guess on his fingers and toes where his is webbing once was. He turned his hand over looking at the webbing on his own fingers, something he’d taken for granted many times. 

“Rain?” Dew calls for him from where he’s sat naked on his bed. 

“Sorry.” Rain smiles at him. “Just admiring how pretty you are.” 

Dew blushes deep red and picks at a lose thread on the bed sheet.  “Shut up.” 

Rain pounces on him, pushing him back and pinning him the bed below him.  “Are you sure you want this?” 

Dew whines, pushing his bet hard cock onto Rain’s stomach.  “Please, please help. Need it so bad.” 

Rain kisses him again, once on his lips them moves down to his neck, placing kiss to each scar there. 

“So beautiful.” 

He kisses down his body, to his collarbones, his chest, his nipples, which he gives each a little lick making Dew moan and buck his hips. 

He gets to the scars on his ribs and thumbs over them, feeling the raised flesh under his skin for the first time. Dew shivers at the soft feeling, looking down at Rain with admiration in his eyes. 

“Do they hurt?” 

Dew shakes his head against the pillow.  “No, they don’t hurt. Just look ugly.” 

Rain makes a disapproving sound, pinching at Dew’s nipples in punishment making him hiss and roll his hips upwards. 

Rain kisses along one of the scars.  “Don’t say that. You’re perfect. You always will be.” Dew flushes even deeper red and hides his face behind his hands, shaking his head.  

“Dont cover you’re face, i want to see you” Rain gently pulls Dew’s hands away from his face taking them in his. 

“I want to see the look on your face when I tell you how beautiful you are over and over again, I want to see your face when I tell you how perfect you are and how amazing and wonderful you are.” He kisses the back of Dew’s hand. “I want to see your face when I fuck you, when I fuck that heat out of you, when I make you feel so good the only thing you’ll be capable of doing is screaming my name.” Rain licks at the bottom scar, letting it run between his forked tongue. 

Dew cries out, tears welling in his eyes already, his cock throbbing between them. “R-rain. Please.” 

Rain kisses him, right in the middle of his chest. “Don’t worry, once I’m done with you, you won’t even remember your own name.” 

#I didn’t edit this so if you see some weird mistakes no you didn’t #thanks for the ask <3 #the band ghost #ficlet #ghost headcanons #nameless ghouls #dewdrop ghoul #rain ghoul #anonymous #my writing

[chanshoesunite]

you know what i was thinking about lately? just slow grinding with chan. maybe in chan's studio? making out and getting carried away so much that both of them cum? yeah

Chan’s frustrated sigh makes you glance up from your laptop. You’re comfortably settled on the couch in his studio, typing up lecture notes from your Introduction to Psychology course. You often do this, spending time together like this since he is so busy being an idol. “Are you alright, my love?” you ask as your gaze glides over his tense-looking back.

Your boyfriend turns around in his swivel chair, dragging a hand through his hair as he pulls his headphones off. “Ugh, I guess,” he says, his furrowed brows calling his words lies. “I am just not happy with how this song is turning out.” He stares into space for a second, his face a mixture of puppy-like dejection and angry frustration.

You dump your laptop and notebook onto the couch and make the few steps to reach him, laying your hand gently against his cheek. “Anything you need? A second opinion, a peptalk, a silly video to laugh about?”

Chan searches your eyes, the indignation making space for a mischievous sparkle. “How about a kiss?” he prompts, cocking his head to the side, his dimple appearing as his smile deepens. “I’m sure you’re due for a break as well.”

You smile as you sit on his lap, put your arms around him and gently press your lips to his. Chan has such extremely kissable lips, puffy, pillowy, smooth and warm – honestly, you could do this all day. He gently slides his tongue into your mouth, and you taste a hint of fruit on him, deliciously sweet just like his kiss. You deepen the kiss, and a moan escapes the back of your throat.

Chan pulls back for a second, his eyes dancing with amusement and a hint of lust. “Why, baby girl, you’re so stormy today,” he rasps, and it doesn’t sound condescending but thoroughly pleased. His hands slide to your hips, pulling you further up. “Why don’t you sit on me properly?”

You know what he means, and you want it, so you turn towards him, pulling your right leg over him, properly straddling him. As you do, you can already feel his semi-hard cock against your clothed pussy. Chan moans lowly, and you repeat your motion, dragging yourself across his sensitive area, and the sound of pleasure that escapes him is even louder.

“Is that the kind of distraction you need, babe?” you suggest as you swivel your hips once again, and the way he keens suggests that it IS. “You deserve a bit of pleasure, don’t you, my love? You work so – hard.” You accentuate that last word with another sensual roll of your hips as you hold onto Chan’s shoulder, and the broken groan he utters goes straight to your (you suspect) already soaked centre.

Chan’s grip on your hips tightens. “Come here, you,” he growls before he passionately claims your lips again, holding your hips in place as he grinds into you. The kiss has no finesse, it is all lips and tongues and teeth and urgency, but it feels so good, the way he captures your mouth as he moves up to meet you, his cock rock hard beneath you by now. You bite his lip and Chan positively snarls.

“I won’t last,” he breathes as he keeps rocking against you, and you find that you don’t mind, that this is just as exciting and forbidden as if you were actually fucking in his studio.

“It’s okay,” you gasp against his mouth, moving down to meet his rolling hips, “I can sit on your cock later if you want.”

Those words, together with a particularly dirty grind, are his undoing, and you swallow his moans by kissing him deeply as he reaches his high. Breaking the kiss, he leans his forehead to yours, breathing heavily. His eyes meet yours, and you can feel one of his hands leaving your hips and sneaking into your leggings and panties.

His forefinger parts your lower lips, catching plenty of wetness before finding your clit. His eyes never leave yours as he starts rubbing your clit in a way he knows makes you go crazy. Your breath starts to go shallow as your pleasure, now quickened by such direct stimulation, starts to peak, and –

“Come for me, baby girl.”

There is no way you can’t obey his dark voice, and you arch your back as you come on his lap, biting your lip to keep down the noise before diving back in to kiss him senseless. You lazily make out for a few moments, tongues moving together no longer in a furious rhythm, but in a satisfied slow dance. You end the kiss with an innocent peck and open your eyes to find a smiling Chan looking at you, infinite tenderness in his gaze.

“Hi,” he says like the complete dork that he is.

“Hi,” you answer. You look down at his lap. “Do you happen to have spare clothes here?”

Chan laughs, all tension gone from his shoulders. “I do, actually, yeah. I will get changed and then finish this song so we can go home. But first, I need you to move, baby girl.”

You sigh in mock-resignation. “Fine. But only because I am dead serious about sitting on your cock later.”

Chan grins at you. “I’m counting on it.”

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[cosmerelists]

How I, Cosmerelists Blogger, Would Handle Each Type of Investiture

It's my wife's birthday tomorrow, and I asked her what kind of post she wanted for her birthday, and she said she wanted me to write a post about myself. [For those of you who used to read Bleachlists, this is entirely due to her love of the "What if BLG replaced Aizen" post back in the day.]

So, uh, here we go!

1. Allomancy: 4/10

Here's the thing: I'm bad at swallowing pills. I have to not only take a sip of water first and hold it in my mouth while I drop in the pill, but I also have to, like, psych myself up to swallow properly. And I know that the metal shards are really small, but I know in my heart that I would have trouble with it. Vin and Kelsier and Wax are, like, chugging vials of metal in the heat of battle. I'd be like, "Wait! Hang on a second; I just need to take a moment here." And then I'd die.

2. Hemalurgy: 0/10

I hate blood. I hate being stabbed even in a blood draw. I capture centipedes alive and take them outside too because even though I don't like them, I would like killing them less. I would not be able to perform or receive hemalurgy. It sounds like the worst possible time.

3. Feruchemy: 10/10

Hell yeah! I wear jewelry and I wish I could use it to store attributes for later, be it health or memory or speed or anything really. And I like that there's no swallowing or stabbing involved!

...This post doesn't have any weird innuendos going on, right?

4. Awakening: 5/10

Awakening would be...fine, I guess? It seems pretty complicated, but I can probably memorize short commands, wear colorful clothing I don't mind draining, and...oh yeah...subsist on the souls of other people? Yeah, I don't know about this one for me.

5. AonDor: 4/10

I'm really not trying to be hard on myself! I am good at many things. But coding is not one of those things, and I get the sense that that's what the AonDor is. Plus, drawing?? I don't have a very steady hand. Do you think they'd accept, like wonky Aons?

6. Dakhor: 0/10

I already have arthritis. :( I don't want twisty bones!

7. ChayShan: 2/10

I don't even remember this one really. But it sounds like it's about precise, circular motion and spatial awareness, and I have to close my eyes and think hard to put on chapstick (don't ask).

8. Forgery: 6/10

I am pretty good at research; I did grad school and all of that. I'm not really artistic though, so the making part of the stamp might be tricky. But learning the long history of an object or person does sound right up my alley!

9. Bloodsealers: 0/10

I don't like blood! Why are so many of these powers blood-powered???

10. Surgebinding: 9/10

I'd love to have a little friend who was with me all the time and deemed me worthy of special powers thanks to my innate worth. No Radiant has ever had a lick of self-esteem, and yet, I feel like that would be very good for one's self-esteem. Plus, I have always wanted magical healing powers, and (metaphorically!) drinking light feels like a cool way to get that.

I don't like heights, though, so I'd shy away from any of those "soaring through the sky powers." Maybe I could be one of those ones that stay on the ground. A ground Radiant.

11. Voidbinding: 7/10

In my head, this is kinda like just "evil surgebinding" but I'm sure it will end up being more than that! It's still basically having a friend who gives you powers, right? Just, the friend is...evil?

12. Old Magic: 3/10

I don't like taking risks. If I knew every wish came with an attached curse, I would be like, "Nah." Like, that isn't even gambling. You KNOW half of it will be bad!

13. Sand Mastery: 3/10

I still haven't read White Sand, but I am a very thirsty person, and I don't want a power that will suck water out of my body, which is how I think this works maybe.

14. Hion: 10/10

Yeah, I mean, this is just humming, bisexual electricity, right? 10/10 no notes.

15. Charred: 0/10

I mean...this is a no brainer, right? Nobody wants their chest, memories, and souls burned away by a very hot ember on a long pointy stick. I'm very white. I get burned by a normal sun.

Anyway, happy (almost) birthday to my wife!

#cosmere #cosmerelists

[jazztag]

An Encounter in the Snow IV

The day after capturing Weapon, Hero comes downstairs to meet his adversary once again. Soldiers speculate that he is eager to inspect his new trophy, but the truth is, Hero is unsure what to make out of his prisoner.

Hero stands, implacable, in front of the crouched form. His captive glances up vaguely, offering a sluggish smile to his captor before returning his gaze to the ground. Though still clutching at his torso, the pain seems to have subsided somewhat, evident in Weapon's relaxed posture with one leg extended and the other bent, knee tucked under his chin.

They are alone in the dimly lit cell as per the Hero's insistence. The soldiers offered no resistance. The prospect of being confined with the chained-up beast unnerves them, despite Weapon being securely bound by ankles, wrists, and neck.

The Hero's eyes trace the scars on Weapon's shoulders and back. Assuming a crouch to meet Weapon's eye level, the General of the Resistance sets his firearm aside. He tries to make eye contact with his foe, whose gaze drifts vaguely, fixed on nothing in particular save for a dark stain on the concrete floor.

"Who did those to you?" the Hero demands, gesturing towards Weapon's injuries. Momentarily, Weapon looks at him before returning his gaze to the ground, a smile playing on his lips, revealing pointed teeth against dry lips, yet emitting no sound.

"Was it your people? Did they do this to you?" the Hero persists. Following another silence filled only by Weapon’s heavy breaths, he desists. He already knows the answer. Biological weapons have been researched since the start of the century. Even tho the Republic refuses to use such resource, the abuse they endure at the enemie’s hands is of public knowledge.

Stepping back, the Hero regards Weapon with a hint of pity. "Your wounds appear to be healing," he says to no one in particular. Weapon chuckles briefly, then winces, visibly pained, and lets out a yelp, grabbing again at his side.

"But I am better than those you call 'masters'," murmurs the Hero, distancing himself from Weapon and turning his attention to the guards stationed right out by the cell door. "Go fetch bandages and water," he orders them. Within moments, someone arrives with a first aid kit and a plate of water accompanied by a damp cloth.

At the sight of the Hero once again kneeling beside him, Weapon's eyes flutter open. He observes the firearm, out of reach. Weapon looks up at the General, suddenly in close proximity. Attempting to recoil, he is kept in place by the chain around his neck.

The Hero takes the wet cloth and gestures for Weapon to expose his torso. Growling, Weapon attempts to snatch the cloth, but Hero swiftly intervenes, pulling at the chain restraining Weapon's right hand. The sudden movement lets Weapon without air in his lungs, and his bloody wound totally uncovered.

“No games” mutters Hero, looking Weapon in the eye with a sever tone. His prisoners looks away, a tint of defeat in his eyes. “You make another stupid decision again, and I’m letting you bleed out in here”.

Hero makes a move towards Weapon’s body again, and his prisoner jerks forward again, tihs time managing to bite at his arm. The Generals yelps, completely taken by surprise.

“Damnit!” He steps away from Weapon’s reach. “Won’t you run out of bullets to shoot, you damn thing?”

Weapon starts laughing again, even tho his chukles makes his body crawl inwards in miserable pain. Hero observes him silently. The monster grins mischievoulsy while curling on himself, seemingly trying to stop the giggling but without any success at doing so. Hero, feeling mocked at, stands again, grabbing at his firearm in one swift motion.

“Fine. If you don’t want help, I’ll let you rot in here”.

He doesn’t bother to retrieve the other items. Hero just turns back and leaves Weapon by himself, still smiling and twisting on the bare floor.  

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[lixiesbrowniess]

Ⅵ.Complete the collar - Omaticaya storyline

Words count: 2,8k

Warnings: nsfw, p in v, fingering, switch, thigh riding, aged up characters 18+, him being needy, sex, mature content, praising, belly bulge

Aged up to 22

Na'vi vocabulary: yawne: beloved,

A/n: proofread x

Follow the don't like don't read rule please - minors DNI

Summary:

“I want you to choose y/n” Ronal said looking at you. You personally loved weaving so why not. You decided to finish that marvellous collar Ronal was making.

She nodded in agreement before telling Neteyam to help you out. “I'll happily do that” he said while a warm smile spread on his face. “All right then, I'll be leaving. Come Rotxo” she handed you the collar before leaving with your other friend.

You sat on the mat and started to search for some good shells to weave into the macramè piece “Here, use this, I think it would fit well” Neteyam handed you some tiny and shiny shells, he left them slide into your hand.

“Wow, these are really pretty!” You exclaimed admiring the little things roll on your hand. “Not as pretty as you” Neteyam said proudly, sitting next to you and staring at you. You blushed heavily snapping your head to the boy.

He just went all smirky, liking your reaction, you chuckeld softly turning away from his gaze “w-where did you found them?” you muttered changing the subject. He smiled cheekily “In my secret place” he said looking into Ronal's shells basket.

“I could take you there if you whish” He giggled, holding in his hands the shells that would fit perfectly in the macramè collar, still trapped in your little hands.

You started to weave the shells around a bigger one, Neteyam approached you and he began to weave with you to the other side of the clothing piece.

Neteyam's pov

It's been a while since he had an enormous crush on you, always so gentle and caring, serious and smart. He fell for the way you laughed, the way you spoke, the way your little hands weaved seeds and feathers back at the Omaticaya village.

Oh, and how much he loved seeing you get mad, it didn't happen many times but he loved it. Not that he liked making you mad, but to see how your ears twitches, your pupils constricts and your nose scrunches as you hiss out of rage.

Even now, you were so pretty, weaving those little shells into the already woven seagrass. Fixing your hair behind your ear when they slid down to your face.

“Are you okay?” she asked softly with a slightly concerned face. “Oh, yes of course! It's nothing” he smiled directing his eyes into the shell he was trying to weave, without success.

Your pov

There was a thick silence between you two as you were focused onto your works. You were nervous, honestly you didn't know why. But you couldn't help to cast quick glances to his hands.

You noticed how the shells looked even smaller into them. How fast and skilled his hands were, long fingers tracing the thin material. You would glance at his arms and biceps too, capturing every move and every twitch that passed to through them.

He noticed you staring but he acted like he didn't. Smiling to himself as your eyes trailed all over his body, quickly and smoothly. “You're going to pierce hole into my skin if you keep staring Y/n” he said chuckling.

You quickly looked away. “I-I'm sorry” you muttered continuing your piece. Suddenly a shell fell from your hands rolling away from you. You leaned smacking your hand on in to stop it's rolling motion. Well actually you smacked onto another hand, a bigger one.

You pulled away quickly apologizing for your move “don't worry” Neteyam said giggling at your concerned face “It's okay” he tilted his head smiling at you.

As you continued to work on your pieces, you couldn't help but steal quick glances at Neteyam every now and then. You were still nervous, but his presence was calming you down in a strange way.

You noticed how focused he was on his own work, his eyebrows furrowed slightly as he concentrated on the shells. You found it endearing, the way he seemed to be so invested in something as simple as this.

But your eyes kept wandering back to his hands, watching how he held the shells with such ease and grace. You wondered if his hands would feel as soft as they looked, and if they would be gentle or rough if they were to touch you.

Neteyam caught you staring again and chuckled, making you blush. “You know, if you keep looking at me like that, I might start to think you're interested in me” he teased.

You rolled your eyes but couldn't help the smile that formed on your lips. “As if” you retorted, pretending to be offended.

But then, as you were handling a particularly tricky shell, you accidentally pricked your finger causing you to gasp as the shell slipped from your grasp and rolled away. You panicked for a moment, worried that it might break, but then you felt a larger hand on top of yours, stopping the shell from rolling any further.

You looked up and saw Neteyam smiling down at you, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “Careful there” he said, his voice soft and warm. “I wouldn't want you to hurt yourself”

You felt your heart skip a beat at his words, and you couldn't help but feel a flutter in your stomach. There was something about the way he was looking at you that made you feel like you were the only person in the room.

“I-it's nothing” you muttered looking at him as his hands wrapped around yours as he looked carefully at the small cut on your digit. A trail of blood was visible, he brought your finger to his mouth and liked it away. “We must disinfect it” he said looking into your eyes.

You quickly pulled your hand away, feeling flustered. "Th-thank you" you stammered, trying to compose yourself.

But Neteyam just chuckled, as if he knew exactly what was going through your mind. “Anytime” he said, his smile never fading. “I'm always here to help you out, Y/n”

You two were strangely close. You could feel his heartbeat through his chest. You were wondering if he could hear yours. You hoped he couldn't because it was so strong you though your heart would've shot out of your chest.

But he could. He was listening to your heart beating like it was music. He leaned a bit closer as he took your hands in his again pulling them to his chest. “Y/n...” his breath fanned over your face.

You couldn't hold back anymore. You wanted to kiss those plump lips. They looked so dry, you were just going to help him to hydrate them, right?

You closed the gap between your bodies and his arms immediately wrapped around your smaller figure. Your lips crushed onto his, moving in sync with them as you two shared the most heated kiss you've ever had.

When he pulled away you both stared into each other eyes breathing heavily. “My, my, what has gotten into you?” Neteyam teased smiling widely.

As you pulled away from the kiss, you felt a rush of adrenaline and a mix of emotions flooding your mind. You had never acted so impulsively before, but something about Neteyam made you lose all control.

You looked up at him, catching your breath, and noticed the sparkle in his eyes. He was surprised but happy with what had just happened. “I couldn't hold back anymore” you said, still feeling the tingling sensation on your lips. “You looked so irresistible, and I just wanted to kiss you”

Neteyam chuckled and pulled you closer to him. “Well, I'm not complaining” he said, his lips hovering over yours. “In fact, I've been waiting for this moment too”

Before you knew it, his lips were on yours again, exploring every inch of your mouth. You melted into his embrace, savoring the moment as if it was the last.

When he finally pulled away, you were left breathless, but with a sense of fulfillment you had never experienced before. “You know” Neteyam whispered, his forehead resting against yours “You're the only one who managed to make me feel this way”

You smiled at him, feeling your cheeks flush. “I'm glad I could help hydrate your lips” you teased, making him laugh.

“You're a naughty one” he said, his hands still holding you close. “But you like it.” He chuckled at your words as a mischievous smile spread on his face.

⇊incoming smut [if not comfy skip till the next warning]⇊

He hurriedly laid your body to the woven mat leaning towards to you marking your neck hungrily, his body pressed against yours, trapped between your legs.

His lips moved on your skin until they reached your breasts. Your top shifted exposing your mounts. He licked his lips kissing the soft flesh, he planted an open mouthed kiss onto your nipple, gaining a groan from you.

He took it as an invitation and started to suck at your perked bud, your back slightly arched at the feeling of his fangs grazing on your skin. He sucked harshly swirling his tongue around your nipple.

He didn't forgot about the other one as his fingers started to twist and tug it lightly. You moaned tugging at his braids as he buried his face into your breasts. “Teyam−” you breathed out sighing in pleasure.

“Yes yawne?” his lips ghosting over your flesh as he spoke. “Need you−” your voice trembled imperceptibly as his hands gripped your thighs.

He pulled your hips close to his “Mhh where exactly do you need me?” he teased as he played with your loincloth, you squirmed as his touch ghosted onto your lower abdomen.

He leaned close to your face, his braids forming a barrier from the surroundings, allowing you to see exclusively his features, his freckles glowing slightly.

“Right here” you muttered as your hand rubbed onto your lower stomach. “Wanna see a bulge right here” you teased bucking your hips against his hardness.

He grunted softly at your move, hands flying to your waist. “You love to tease hm” he chuckled grinding against your warm clothed pussy.

“Please−” you whimpered squirming under his touch. He pushed your loincloth out of the way exposing your arousing. His fingers grazed over your clit causing your body to jolt lightly.

“Let me tease you a bit first” his finger slid past your slit causing a soft whimper to escape from your lips. You bucked your hips against his hand taking his fingers deeper between your walls.

Your soft cries of pleasure filled the empty marui, he thrusted his digits into you brushing against your cervix causing You legs to tremble lightly.

You were getting closer to the edge, velvety walls clenching around Neteyam's fingers. The intense pleasure stopped suddenly when he pulled his fingers out.

You whined in frustration “No worries baby” his honey like voice filled your ears “I'll take care of it” he pulled his erection into his now free hand, your pussy clenched around nothing at the sight

He gave it a couple of pumps smearing your wetness on his length. He lined himself to your slit, stroking the tip against your clit. You jerked your hips, hoping to get some satisfaction.

He stopped your movements holding your waist tightly, one of his hands flew to his dick as he held it while pushing the tip into your wet folds.

Once his tip was swallowed by your pussy he started to carefully push his hips forward watching you squirm under him, legs spread open and breasts completely at his mercy.

He pushed until your pussy swallowed him whole. You whined softly at the burning feeling between your legs “hurts−” you managed to mutter.

“Shh it's alright yawne, it'll get better soon” he murmured kissing your forehead. He leaned down and began to leave wet kisses all over your breasts, as you were still adapting to his size.

Your legs trembled lightly as he attempted to move. An involuntary moan escaped your lips, mouth slightly agape as you felt his hips slowly moving back and forth, building his pace.

He grunted against the soft skin between your boobs. “You− feel so good” a silent whimper left his lips as he thrusted inside you painfully slow. The pain began to fade leaving you a whimpering mess as your walls finally relaxed around Neteyam's dick.

His thrusts increased both in strength and speed causing you to throw your head back as you moaned loudly. He buried his face in the crook of your neck inhaling your scent.

He was intoxicated by the way your walls squeezed around its length. Your moans encouraged him to fuck you harder, to mark you as his.

His tongue trailed your shoulder, fangs gently grazing over the skin. With a particularly strong thrust, he hit your cervix. You screamed int pleasure, arms wrapping around his neck.

He wanted to mark you, and you could sense it. “Do it...” you breathed heavily, you tilted your head to the side giving him full access to your neck. He groaned as he snapped, his fangs dug gently into your skin.

A whine left your lips as he marked you as his, “Mine.” he growled “mine forever” he pounded into you faster.

He whimpered pulling your legs to his chest as he drove himself deeper, a bulge finally forming onto your belly everytime he shoved inside you.

He pressed his hand on it causing a loud cry to leave your mouth as your body shook in pleasure. “Cum with me please−” he whispered into your ear as his hips moved faster chasing his release.

“I− can't” you felt yourself getting closer and closer to your climax “just− a little longer” he grunted as he held your waist pulling you to meet his feral thrusts.

You held your orgasm the best as you could until you felt him thrust deep into your womb, finally spilling his seed into you. Before you knew it you came as well, calling his name as he held you close.

He pulled out collapsing next you. His arms wrapped around your body. He kissed your shoulder as he snuggled into you.

⇈smut ends here⇈

His arms instinctively wrapped around your body, drawing you closer to him. In that tender moment, you could feel his racing heartbeat gradually slowing down, syncing with the rhythm of your own.

With his face nestled against your shoulder, his warm breath tickling your skin, he pressed a soft, lingering kiss on the exposed curve. It was a gesture filled with love and vulnerability, a silent proclamation of the deep connection that existed between you.

You felt a surge of tenderness and protectiveness for him, knowing the weight he carried on his shoulders, the battles he fought both within himself and in the world around him.

It was then, when he allowed himself to be vulnerable with you, that you understood the magnitude of his trust and the strength of your bond.

The world outside seemed distant and insignificant almost causing you to forget why you were in that marui in the first place.

His breathing steadied. The rise and fall of his chest against yours felt like a steady heartbeat, a comforting reminder of life's ebb and flow.

“Teyam” you called stroking his hair softly. “We have to finish this collar first. Don't want Ronal to walk in and find us like this. ”you chuckled “Not yet, at least”.

“I agree, let's finish to weave first” He slowly placed you to sit on the mat. Your hands got back to work but all you could think about was him. The way he held you, the way his breath fanned over your shoulders, the way he called out your name.

“You alright?” Neteyams asked a bit worried by your blank stare. “Uh.. Oh yes, yeah I'm ok I'm just...” he tilted his head looking at you “...thinking” you murmured taking your eyes off of him.

“Hmm me too” he said smiling, his tail sliced the air in excitement, what you didn't notice was that your tail was wagging as well. You smiled back as your cheeks and the tip of your ears turned purple.

As the light was getting dimmer you could see the bioluminescent freckles glowing on his face and body. How beautiful. You thought smiling widely.

“I see you” you voice was a whisper as those words left your lips. He wasn't sure he heard well so his gaze lifted to you, but you were already concentrated on your work.

He smiled to himself “I see you, Y/n” he whispered going back to work leaving your and his words flew in the air around the two of you.

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