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faretheeoscar · 22 days
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NEEDY MIGUEL
Pairing: Miguel O’Hara x SpiderFemaleReader
Warnings: 🔞 NSFW, Masturbation, brief mentions of sex, oral sex.
AN: English is not my first language, no beta read/grammar corrected.
PART 2 PART3 PART 4 (final soon)
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Needy Miguel that comes home tired of another day at the spider society, dealing with more than he can take on.
Needy Miguel that feels the weight of the multiverse on his shoulders and feels empty inside when he opens the door of his room and nobody is there to greet him and comfort him.
Needy Miguel that drags his feet to bed exhausted, disengages his suit and lays flat naked on the bed, his body drained of energy.
Needy Miguel that tries to drift off to sleep but thoughts of you earlier on the day when you were together on a mission start invading his head, making him hot and bothered.
Needy Miguel that even though he’s tired and he know he’ll regret this in the morning gives his already hard cock a couple of testing tugs and immediately moans and squeezes his throbbing member at the thought of how good the curve of your ass looks in your spider suit.
Needy Miguel that dry fucks his fist angrily out of frustration of not having anyone that can satisfy him, not having a warm body against his, at the frustration of not being able to tell you how he feels about you, about not having the opportunity of fucking your sweet cunt instead of his own fist like every other day when he finds himself at this exact same situation.
Needy Miguel that stitches his eyebrows together as he thinks about how your moans would sound probably like heaven as he fucks you senseless, picturing your legs spreading out for him, your inner thighs full of bruises that he left after eating you out and making you come on his tongue at least 3 times before he buried his fat cock deep inside you.
Needy Miguel that decides to finally reach out for the lube and drip down some drops, moaning and arching his back at the sensation of the cold substance against his hot head.
Needy Miguel that likes to edge himself, likes to fuck his fist fast to then slow down and just rub his thumb against the underside of his weeping swollen red tip making his legs shiver and whimper in need.
Needy Miguel that plays with his balls with his free hand, pulls them down, kneads at them, stretches them and brings them together as he feels a sweet relief from that.
Needy Miguel that changes positions in bed and closes his eyes, resting his feet flat on the bed to meet each violent and fast tug of his hand with a thrust of his hips as a loud groan erupts from his chest and resonates all over his penthouse.
Needy Miguel that was too tired to even notice that when he threw his gizmo next to him in bed, he accidentally called you, the live feed option turning on, making you witness everything; hearing each moan and sweet sound he made, praising your name over and over again until finally loads and loads of thick cum ran down his knuckles when he met his release.
Fair for me to say you’re gonna probably have an interesting chat with him tomorrow.
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AN: This is my first post writing smut for Miguel, I had a revelation about him after I woke up knowing that I dreamed about him but sadly I don’t remember what it was about 😭😭
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yanderestarangel · 8 months
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𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐎'𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐱 𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐁 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
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Tw: Nsfw, explicit smut, my writing.
This man is sexually insane, seriously, he will fuck you practically every day he can, not many opportunities because of his responsibility as leader of the spider society, but whenever he can he will fuck you without thinking twice.
Miguel is a very needy man even if he hates to show it to you or anyone, he is extremely needy and jealous, seriously, Miguel will fuck you a lot when he's jealous and will be extremely aggressive.
Miguel is also a donor, he loves sucking and praising your pussy with his tongue, if he could he would stay 24h between your legs while sucking and sucking the soft flesh of your pussy, teasing with his lips, tongues and even biting the part inner thighs with his fangs, he loves and will leave you marked, for all to see that you are his and no one else's.
♡He's a fucking walking kink, he likes to try a little bit of everything, some of them being:
Aggressive sex - his favorite when he comes home stressed from his Spider-Man job or when he needs to punish you for pissing him off, teasing or making him jealous, even if it's not your fault, your poor holes won't escape his rage.
Passionate, slow sex - when he feels needy and just wants to slide his thick, needy shaft inside you and move his hips slowly while whispering sweet nothings in Spanish, his native language, while pounding into you at a slow, steady pace. Provocative, Miguel is a very difficult man to talk his feelings about, but fucking him slowly and passionately makes the spider leader loosen up with you.
Recorded sex - Miguel loves to record you having sex, he always has all the recordings he can make of your lusty reactions while you two make love, he feels a strange warmth and relaxation watching your beautiful reactions on video, while working in the spider society, even using their sweet moans to soothe herself as their worked.
"-Look at the camera mi carinõ, I need to get your best angle, smile for the camera while I fuck you" - Miguel spoke authoritatively while positioning the cell phone camera in your pussy, moving the cock in and out, while getting his best angle .
Daddykink - Believe me, Miguel loves being called "Daddy" it's a title of power for him, it's a title that reminds him that he commands you and you are his little submissive in bed and in your couple life, he loves to make you moan in bed and scream calling him "Daddy", "Papi" and "Papito".
Unprotected sex - Spiderman 2099 is a sex freak without a condom, Miguel has enough money and opportunities to buy a suitcase full of condoms for you to use but, he doesn't want to, he'll fuck you skin to skin, for you to feel every thick vein pulsing on the sides of his cock as he thrust the head of his cock into your womb easily, rhythmic strokes and leaving a wet trail between both groins.
He's a great partner, loving when he gets to be, but he has a problem, O'Hara is a jealous and possessive madman.
If he sees you flirting with someone else, whether male or female, especially if it's another Spider-Man, you will suffer the consequences, they will be the lightest: he has a little fight with you in his office, saying he doesn't like it of your closeness with another Spider-Man, or ignoring you for the rest of the day and pretending you two aren't a couple or worst/best of all, fucking you with all the rage and strength he has at the moment, degrading you like a slut .
"-You're just a hole for Daddy to use." Miguel growled, his voice filled with a mixture of pleasure and anger. "This is your purpose - to please and obey me. Remember that, (Y/N), while Daddy fucks your mouth without mercy."
"-You can feel my cock slipping out of your mouth, but this is far from over"
"-I will not release you (Y/N), not until you submit fully to me, until you understand the consequences of testing my patience."
"-That's it, you slut," Miguel growled, his voice thick with the Mexican accent present, as he pulled your hair back and thrust harder and harder without mercy into your pussy.
"-Take every inch of my dick. Show me you're mine, completely and utterly mine, you're just a dick-hungry little whore, aren't you?" -Miguel spoke in a hoarse tone, letting out loud moans that echoed through the walls of the room, while he threw you on the bed and thrust his length into your pussy again with a painful and pleasurable thrust.
"-That's what you were made for, to adore my cock, to satisfy my every desire, you're a whore to Daddy, aren't you?" -Miguel chuckled sadistically as he lifted one of your thighs, rubbing the throbbing cock on your aching clit, thrusting the tip of the cock in and out again to tease you, then ramming it all into your overstimulated hole; "-Take it all, choke your tight pussy on my cock, show me how much you need me, how much you want my dominance (Y/N)."
"-Tu condemned coño es mío."- Miguel continued to speak as he pounded his cock into her soft and tight folds, while you could feel Miguel's balls hitting your clitoris painfully.
"-Go and follow it and make sure you never forget who you belong to."
"-Daddy's going to make you come so hard, my sweet (Y/N)."
"-You're mine to pleasure and possess me in to the pleasure, my little slut, cum on my dick, cum on your Papi's dick."
©𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥
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osachiyo · 6 months
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ʚ ᴅᴏᴜʙʟᴇ ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇ ɞ | fyodor d. & dazai o.
† ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs : fyodor dostoevsky & dazai osamu x fem!reader
† ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs : nsfw content (mdni), rough sex, deepthroating, hair pulling, edging, uses of sex toys (dildo), pussy slapping, face slapping, spitroast, fingering, oral (f & m), unprotected sex (please be careful irl), fyozai is a warning in itself, degradation etc
† ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ's ɴᴏᴛᴇ : HAHA I TOLD U GUYS I'D DO A FYOZAI FIC SOMEDAY!! finally done with this, I wanted to make it longer but felt like I was holding it up for too long. happy reading & I hope you guys enjoy <3 not proofread!!
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"aren't you just adorable?" Dazai smirked, cheek resting on his palm as he took in the view you offered them.
Tears dripped down your swollen and puffy cheeks, making your skin glisten. The two men infront of you merely chuckled, clearly enjoying your suffering.
You were beyond frustrated, being edged for god knows how long, thighs starting to ache from the squatting position as you rode that god forsaken dildo you used to fuck yourself earlier that night, behind Dazai and Fyodor's backs. You just couldn't help it, so so needy everytime they leave you alone. You were just a dumb little girl after all, their stupid little plaything. "are you enjoying yourself, dear?" Fyodor cooed, thumb wiping the salty water from your eyes as you shook your head vigorously. A hand wrapped itself around your hair, tugging on it harshly, "good," Dazai's tone was low, an edge to his usually cheery sing-song voice, making you shudder.
It was all so lewd, the way they could see everything, pussy squelching as your juices drip down the dildo, coating the cheap silicone with your essence. "does this feel better than our cocks, my dear? you did look like you were enjoying yourself quite a bit when you were pleasuring yourself like a little whore behind your masters' backs," Fyodor hummed, brushing a stray strand of hair behind your ear, his eyes holding a mysterious glint. His voice was flat and he held a perfect pokerface, making you unable to figure out if he was upset or not. You sniffled, cheeks puffed out into a pitiful pout, "n-no! I swear—!" you were cut off by your own gasp when the dildo started vibrating. You didn't know it could do that. The two men snickered between themselves, dangling a remote control infront of your dumbfounded face.
"what? cat got your tongue, sweetheart?" Dazai laughed, turning the vibrations up, making your whole body jolt as your eyes crossed slightly, pussy clamping down on the dildo so tightly that it almost slipped out, jaw slack as you tried your best to hold yourself together. "we knew all along, just wanted to test you," the brunnete cooed, tilting your chin up with his thumb to make you look up at him with those puffy, teary eyes that he grew to love. He leaned closer, wiping the tears dripping down your heated cheeks before squeezing them harshly, his breath tickling your ear, "and you failed."
You couldn't keep count of how many times they had denied your orgasm, making you beg, beg and beg, only to laugh at your face for being so pathetic and needy. Eventually, you became too tired from bouncing on the dildo. Now with your back against Fyodor's chest as he worked the toy in and out of your battered cunt while Dazai busied himself between your spread legs. You could feel his hot breath fanning against your clit as the ravened hair man fastened the pace of the pretty pink toy inside of your gooey cunt. "такая непослушная девчонка, да?" Fyodor's deep voice woke you from the trance you were in. You didn't understand a thing he said but god, him speaking russian made you clench harder on the vibrating toy, making Dazai's breath hitch as more of your sweet juices gushed out. You threw your head back when Dazai's lips wrapped around your clit, swirling his tongue around the aching bud, making you gush all over the place from the overwhelming pleasure. Fyodor only scoffed, pulling the toy out of you with a wet 'pop!' before you could fully enjoy the orgasmic bliss. "I thought I had made it clear that you are forbidden to cum without my permission, without our permission?" Dazai pulled away from your cunt begrudgingly, strings of your arousal sticking to his lips, "looks like our dumb little slut can't even follow simple rules now, huh?" He landed a swift smack to your clit just as you were about to protest, a pathetic cry escaping your plump and swollen lips. "now, why don't you apologize and beg for our forgiveness, my dear?" Fyodor cupped your breasts from behind, twisting and pulling at your hardened buds as you hiccuped, nodding. " 'm so sorry, I—!" you were cut off by dazai burying his face back into your pussy, licking and sucking on your lower lips. "continue," Fyodor sighed, rubbing small circles into your hip as you tried your best to collect yourself. It was so fucking hard to focus with Dazai between your pretty legs, his bandaged hands gripping your thighs apart as his nose bumped your clit everytime his tongue slipped into your warm, sticky hole. " 'm sorry that I..touched myself w-while you two were busy— mm!— and for- for being such a bad girl," you sniffled, fat tears dripping down your cheeks like two waterfalls, gasping when Dazai shoved two of his slim fingers into your cunt, curling them just right to have you seeing stars. "and— oh!— and I'll never ever d-do it again! just please— pleasepleaseplease let me cum! I'll be a good- good girl, I promise!" you sobbed, toes curling as the chestnut haired man's pace got faster, drilling his fingers in and out of you at a rapid pace while his tongue worked wonders on your pearl. Fyodor's hand smoothed down your bare back, chuckling when the faintest goosebumps appear on your skin from his unusually cold temperature, "apology accepted. cum." And that's all you needed to squirt all over Dazai's face with a high pitched squeal, soaking his brown locks along with the collar of his shirt as he tried his best to swallow all your juices, not leaving a drop behind. "atta girl, did so good for us, yeah?" Dazai hummed between your thighs, voice muffled from your pussy. His voice was smooth, and an octave lower, dripping with arousal and carnal hunger for you, to ruin you beyond repair.
You were now on your hands and knees, worshipping Dazai's cock as Fyodor played with your oversensitive pussy. His cold fingers ghosted over your clit before cracking down a harsh spank on it. You cried and gurgled around the brunnette's cock. "easy now, darling. wouldn't want my pretty girl to choke," he cooed, wiping a stray tear from your eye. Your makeup was absolutely ruined, mascara running down your face in streaks along with your seemingly unending tears as your lipstick smudged and formed rings around Dazai's throbbing cock, from the tip to all the way down to the base. Fyodor wasn't at all happy with all of your attention on his rival, meanly pinching your clit between his thumb and pointed finger before landing another harsh smack on it. You jolted and tried to look back at him, but Dazai's grip was firm, locking your head in place as he thrusted up into your awaiting mouth. It was astounding how much strength he had, despite having being on the leaner side. He wasn't called the 'demon prodigy' for no reason. Your attention went back to the man behind you once again, when you felt something hot circling your entrance; his cock. It was so pretty, he wasn't on the girthier side but the length made up for it. You could see beads of precum pearling at his slit, letting you know that he wanted this just as much as you.
Your eyes rolled back in your skull when he finally, finally pushed into you, pussy sucking him in deliciously. Fyodor felt his breath hitch, his grip on your waist tightening as he tried his best not to moan from the feeling of your cunt gripping him so nicely, he couldn't, not infront of Dazai. The said man only chuckled, knowing exactly what was going on in the raven's mind, "feels good, huh?" Fyodor merely ignored him, focusing on the euphoric feeling of you wrapped around his cock. God, he didn't even realize how badly he had been wanting this, too intent on punishing you. Lithe fingers found your aching clit once again, rubbing the delicate pearl gently as he slowly rocked into you. You could feel him inside your tummy, setting your insides ablaze as he makes himself at home inside that sweet, sweet heaven between your legs.
Dazai, on the otherhand, was anything but gentle; fingers tangled in your hair as he held you in place, thrusting in and out of your mouth vigorously. Your jaw started to hurt, it'll most definitely be sore tomorrow but you didn't care. Not while getting pounded so nicely by Fyodor, as Dazai deepthroated you ruthlessly.
Fyodor was now slamming into you with much more force, blunt fingernails leaving small indents on your supple skin. His cock felt like it was about to burst, a creamy white ring forming at the base of his cock, while his eyes slightly rolled back from your pussy tightening around him. Your focus was now solely on Fyodor and the way he ruined your pussy so additively, and Dazai was not having any of that. Your eyes widened when you felt a sharp sting on your left cheek, before his thumb smoothed it down, "focus on this cock, yeah angel? god, fuuck— you're taking me so well," he moaned, yanking your head up and down by your roots, snot and tears dripping down your face at the roughness of it all.
The inside your lower tummy kept getting hotter and hotter, before bursting into flames as your orgasm hit you like a truck. " 's good— so goood—" you slurred, unable to think straight as the ravened man came inside you with one last thrust, slim hips flush against your ass, while he shot his load inside of you with a guttural groan. Dazai came shortly after, pulling out at the last moment to cum all over your face, some of it even got in your hair. You were utterly exhausted, eyes about to close— "now, how about..this time, fedya takes this little mouth, while I ruin that pretty pussy of yours further?" "I think that is a wonderful idea," Fyodor agreed, still breathless from blowing your back out.
you were so in trouble.
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edensxgarden · 3 months
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Sweet Moans | LN04
That stream did something to me and I knew I just needed to write about it. I hope you enjoy! 18+ minors dni please <3
Word count: 1,027
Just imagine your Lando's sweet girlfriend, and you're at work, and you get a notification that he's streaming!! And you're so excited because you love watching and supporting your boyfriend's streams <3 
And you just absentmindedly have it on while you're typing away, and you're just letting your subconscious take over while you work, and you're letting Lando's voice relax you. 
Then all of a sudden you hear a noise, and you gasp, and your eye twitches, and you're just like, What the fuck!!! Because did lando just moan?????
You immediately log off the stream and focus back on your work, but now you have a pout on your face and annoyance hindering your productivity :( 
And your day drags on, and usually you'd be so excited to get home and sprawl out on the couch and cuddle with your boyfriend, but not today! So you walk in with a groan and head to your room, ignoring Lando's grabby hands and pleas for attention. 
You slam the door behind you in Lando's face and make your way to the bed, crawling under the covers and scrolling on Instagram. But for some reason, God decided to test you and put a video of Lando's out-of-pocket stream on your timeline, and you may have thrown your phone and screamed in frustration :( 
And lando, being the sweet boyfriend he is, ran into the room when he heard you scream, but that just made you even angrier; you thought you could literally combust! 
And lando sensed your anger and hugged you and begged you to tell him what was wrong in such a sweet way that it made you almost feel bad about being so mean. Almost. 
But with a huff, you explained to Lando that you saw him stream, and it's so unfair!!! Because those noises are for you and you only, not the tens of thousands of people who watch his streams. 
And lando has the audacity to laugh at you!!! :( 
So you make up your mind and decide to show Lando exactly who his pretty moans belong to <3 
You shut up his stupid, mocking laugh with a rough press of your lips against his as you yank his face towards yours by his curls. 
And the weak little whimper he makes into your mouth has smugness and confidence coursing through your veins. So you harness all of that confidence and crawl onto Lando's lap, and you begin to gently palm his covered bulge.
You carefully caressed the growing tent in his pants with your polished fingertips, teasing the head with featherlight touches until his sweats were stained wet with the pearly shine of his pre-cum. 
And your little slut of a boyfriend was just prancing around the house in sweats and no boxers, so his pretty dick springs out from under the fabric and smacks his torso with a little pat. 
And it's all flushed and leaking, and the veins that wrap so beautifully around his sensitive pink tip were practically throbbing, and you could tell you had him right where you wanted him :) 
So you pulled away your hands teasingly, leaving him all hard and needy on the bed, and before you knew it, he was pleading and begging you to touch him again. Those were noises only you could hear, and you couldn't help your smug smile.
But when he looked so pretty and sounded so good, you couldn't deny him for long, so you walked back over to the bed. And just to add fuel to the fire, you lifted your work skirt, and upon seeing you weren't wearing panties, Lando let out a needy moan <3 
Your goal for the night was to hear that sound as much as humanly possible. 
You crawled over to Lando on the bed and positioned yourself above him, grabbing a hold of his aching cock and pressing the leaky tip against your clit a few times before positioning it under your drooling hole 
And rather than just pushing the hole thing in at once, you torture Lando by slipping it in slowly, inch by inch, and he's just whimpering and begging under you because the feeling and the sight of your cunt slowly swallowing his dick were nearly enough to make him cum on the spot :( 
Once he's finally balls deep inside of you, you begin grinding on his lap, fucking yourself on his cock like he's your own personal dildo. The feeling of his fat tip hitting so deep inside you made you see stars, and as much as you tried to focus on his moans, you began to lose yourself in pleasure. 
Your vision began to blur, your thighs ached, and you couldn't help but slow your movements, but this was not well received by Lando. Needy whines were ripped from his quivering lips, and you gave in and gave him the go-ahead to fuck you <3 
He flipped the two of you over and folded your aching legs, shoving his pulsing cock back into your cunt before fucking you at a speed that made your head spin.
He was so deep inside, you felt his pretty mushroomy tip brush the special spot that had you screaming, and the veins that beautifully decorated his dick caressed your walls so deliciously, you found yourself instantly falling over the edge. 
Your body twitched with the white-hot pleasure you felt as lando continued to fuck you through your orgasm. Your cunt fluttered around his dick until it was squeezing the milky white cum out of his heavy balls. 
He came hard and fast, the milky ropes burying deep inside your cunt, letting out a lewd moan of your name that you wish you could tattoo into your brain forever. 
Lando was spent and fucked out, his body covered in a shiny layer of sweat and his eyes glassy but you weren't finished. You crawled back on top of him, pressing sweet kisses to his neck as you began grinding on him once more. 
You were drunk on his moans, and you weren't planning on stopping until he knew exactly who his noises belonged to. 
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snake-cabin · 7 months
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Turquoise & Temptations
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Neuvillette x Female Reader
word count: 2600+
(Being the girl of Fontaine’s Chief Justice has its ups and downs, but one thing is for certain— the time you two spend together in Neuvillette’s office at the end of a long workday, whether he’s filing some last minute paperwork or simply taking a moment of peace and quiet before heading home, always has the opportunity to get interesting…)
disclaimer/content warning: 18+ content! minors dni! smut, semi-public sex (you’re in his office but the door’s not locked), size difference, daddy kink, mention of punishment with no actual punishment, reader is called “sweetheart, princess, good girl, baby”, minimal prep, some aftercare.
*ao3 mirror*
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You shifted your position sitting in Neuvillette’s lap, straddling him with the skirts of your dress bunched up and your lace-clad core pressed against where his own growing arousal had begun to jut from his pants, trying to be sly in grinding your needy sex harder down against him, as if he’d even have a chance to miss it.
You’ve been like this for a while now— cradled against his chest and nearly dozing off while he finishes up some last minute paperwork at his desk, lashes fluttering with oncoming sleep, lips slightly parted as your breathing began to grow slow and shallow— but it was technically his fault for getting you so worked up in the first place.
He’d started it, after all, causing you to jolt back to consciousness when you felt his cock twitch in his trousers as your weight had settled overtop his lap with just enough pressure to stir something a little less professional in him.
He clicks his tongue at you, but it’s not with annoyance. It’s with that condescending adoration that tends to weave through his tone whenever you get impatient, unable to let him finish his work before distracting him with your body and the fantasy of all the ways he wants to have you.
Because, while he may have been guilty of starting things, you were far more guilty of instigating, hiking your dress up higher to allow you more room to spread your thighs wider over his own, rocking forward and arching your back a bit until you found just the right place to satisfy your own needs.
At least, they’d be satisfied for a little while. You both knew before long you’d grow needy and demand more for him, tearing the Chief Justice from his more official duties and encouraging him to engage in some more personal affairs.
“Daddy’s almost done, sweetheart,” he cooed, one hand wielding a shiny gold fountain pen and scribbling off his tight-scrawled, looping signature on the dotted line while the other rested on the small of your back, keeping you in place, as if you had any intention of trying to leave. “Just be patient for a little while longer and then I’ll—”
His promise was cut off by a strangled whine caught in his throat, not missing the devious way your gloss-shined lips were curving into a defiant little smirk. His stunning gunmetal gaze leveled on you, his next signature left abandoned halfway through on the parchment as he held your stare, testing you now, daring you to keep going before he gave you permission.
If you did, he might just have to punish you, bend you over his desk and fuck you fast and hard till there were tears in those pretty little doe-eyes of yours, forcing you to keep quiet with a big, leather gloved hand clasped over your open mouth, biting back his own moans the best he could until he felt like you’d learned your lesson.
You seemed to foresee this possibility, so you kept still, your throat bobbing with a hard, anticipatory swallow, your pussy throbbing at the thought of it, and waiting for Neuvillette to resume his writing. He cleared his throat and concluded his signature, dotting the i and crossing the double t’s a little more aggressively than he had previously, the quick tap and scritch of the pen’s sharp nib marking the page in ebony ink making you flinch a tiny bit.
You thought he was finally finished when he gathered up the thick stack of papers in both hands and shuffled them on the surface of the marble desk, smoothing them all in perfect order before tying them with a piece of cobalt twine and sealing the documents with a wax stamp of shimmering silver, ready to be picked up and sent off to wherever it was the court transcripts went once he was done with them, but then he seemed to begin with a whole new stack, this one even taller and wordier than the last, so you couldn’t help but huff out a breath of blatant indignance. 
Neuvillette hummed out a low, lilting chuckle, the sound vibrating through his chest and into yours as you pressed yourself closer to him, tugging at the lapels of his coat and whimpering in protest. “Don’t worry, princess…” he assured you. “I’m just getting things in order for tomorrow.”
“And how long will that take…?” you muttered under your breath, thinking you might act out and risk the consequences depending on his answer.
But then you felt both of his gloved hands on you, long fingers flexing where they held your hips, sending a momentary confusion through you when he seemed to be pulling you down harder against him rather than shifting you away for your backtalk.
“Tell you what,” he began, his voice, normally so authoritative and commanding in the courtroom, turned honey-sweet and soothing when it came to you, even when you were insisting on being a little bit of a needy brat. “You let me get ahead of tomorrow’s work—” He held up a finger to signal silence as your mouth fell open in premature protest. “You let me get ahead of tomorrow’s work,” he repeated, pausing for a second and raising his eyebrows slightly, challenging you to try and interrupt again, “and I’ll let you have your way until I’m done.”
You cocked your head at him, eyes narrowed and mouth twitching into a crooked frown of pondering, wondering if this was some kind of test or not. Then it was his turn to catch you off guard, rocking his hips up into yours and causing you to emit a stuttering gasp as you felt just how hard his length had become, your eyes fluttering and beginning to roll from the sudden jolt of pleasure, your body surging with the need for more, more more, sheer, unadulterated want racing through your blood like sparks of white-hot electricity.
“Go on…” he smugly directed you, his eyes flicking from your face down to where your two bodies sought each other out and back again. Then, leaning in closer to whisper in your ear, his lips barely brushing the shell of it and causing a gentle shudder to skitter up your spine, he teasingly murmured, “Just be sure not to make too much noise. I’m pretty sure I left the door unlocked and, well…”
And, well, if anyone heard your high-pitched moans muffled from the other side of the double doors, they might creep up closer to investigate, maybe even dare to enter after giving the customary knock of courtesy and find you in a state you’d be mortified for anyone besides Neuvillette to see you in.
“I’ll be quiet,” you muttered back, unable to hide the excitement that was flooding your chest more and more by the second, your eager little fingers fumbling with his belt buckle, the gentle clink of the silver against your freshly manicured nails— this week a shade of pale turquoise— echoing quietly throughout the spacious office room until finally you were able to tug the leather strap free so it could dangle from the sides of the loops in his pristinely pressed trousers.
Pristine, of course, except for the damp spot left on his crotch, both of your intermingled arousal staining through to ruin his expensive work attire.
That was alright with Neuvillette though. Whether it was his clothes or your own that got ruined during these acts, he could always just buy more. To him, a constantly updated wardrobe was a small price to pay for how good it felt when he was inside you, suddenly wishing he’d decided to leave early that day so you two could finish this in your shared master bedroom of his estate, no need to keep quiet in the slightest as he forced melodic mewls and euphoric moans from your pretty little mouth, drinking them in, drowning in them, completely addicted.
“That’s a good girl,” he praised you, pressing a chaste, tender peck to your temple before continuing on with his work.
Once you’d pulled his cock free of its constraints, Neuvillette had to remind himself to keep his own sounds of pleasure quiet as well, gulping down the groan he already felt rising in his chest as you ran your soft little hands up and down the length of him, appearing entranced as you admired the blushing pink tip, pearly pre-cum already drooling out onto your palms, every vein and ridge of his velvety member practically committed to your memory, and making your dripping little hole flutter in anticipation.
Neuvillette gripped the gold fountain pen in his hand a little tighter, his stomach muscles flinching as you guided his cock between your soaked folds, the lace of your drenched panties giving just enough friction to make him crazy, melting his sharp mind into something dull and hazy with the slow dripping pleasure, his breath beginning to come out in short, panting huffs rather than the sure, steady, and stoic way he usually carried himself.
“God—” he exhaled, strangled and struggling to keep his composure. You grinded yourself down harder against him, your own angelic sighs of satisfaction fanning over the bit of exposed skin on his neck and making his cock pulse in your grip. Then he couldn’t take it anymore, reaching down to hook his thumbs into the thin, delicate waistband of your lace panties and tearing them off with one harsh, hungry tug.
And he always said you were the one who was too impatient.
“I can’t focus with you around,” he was practically growling, stealing his cock away from your clumsy little hands and guiding it by the base until he felt the tip catch on your tight little hole, tugging another sharp gasp from your throat, using the other hand to nudge you forward to sink further down onto his cock.
You bit your tongue as you felt a moan clawing its way up your chest, knowing he’d been serious when he’d told you to keep quiet— for both his sake and yours— but you couldn’t hold it in. Burying your face in his shoulder, you cried out as he forced himself the rest of the way in with one quick, stinging thrust, splitting you in two and causing fat, sparkling tears to well in your blurring vision from the sudden, burning stretch of him nestled so deep inside of you.
You felt his body relax a fraction then, shedding some of that animalistic desire and allowing him to return to the safety of the sweet, soft-spoken Daddy that you knew him to be, running a hand up and down you back in slow, soothing motions as he muttered out little apologies like, “Sorry for being so rough with you, sweetheart,” and “Daddy just couldn’t take it anymore. But don’t worry. I’m going to make it all up to you now,” until you raised your head from its hiding place in his shoulder and let him pepper loving little kisses to your neck, his mouth trailing down to the plush, flushed flesh of your exposed cleavage and sucking a little there, giving you some time to adjust to the feeling of being so painfully full of him.
“Please…” you exhaled, voice cracked and broken with another whine of pleasure as the aching in your core twisted even tighter, a cord about to snap. “Please, Daddy… I need you. Please…”
And Neuvillette didn’t wait a second longer to start rolling his hips up into you again, slow and steady at first, tugging one of his gloves free with his teeth and tossing it to land on his desk so he could feel every part of you, running the rough pad of his thumb over your pulsing, swollen clit and clenching his jaw as he winced, feeling your insides squeeze around him in that painfully sweet way you both loved so much.
“That’s it…” he encouraged, rocking up into you a little harder then as the pressure of his circles increased, knowing neither of you had much longer to go now, his voice laced with something raspy and borderline feral. “Good girl… Just like that— Archons, baby—”
You were biting the fabric of Neuvillette’s coat between your teeth, doing your best to ride him in tandem with his skillful ministrations until you were seizing up and coming undone for the first time that evening, your legs trembling and your muscles constricted as more of your glistening slick dripped down in thick, dewy strands to stain the inside of your thighs and his trousers, his cock pulsing where it was still buried deep inside your tender cunt.
He was filling you to the brim mere seconds later, the familiar flood of his viscous, sticky warmth filling your tummy and soothing you from the inside out. As you slumped in his arms, Neuvillette held you close, running the fingers of his untarnished, gloved hand through your hair and whispering sweet nothings into your ear, tracing little patterns into the soft skin between your shoulder blades where there was a diamond cutout in your dress’s back as he helped you through the comedown.
Once he’d gone completely soft inside of you, he placed both hands under your thighs and carefully lifted you from his lap and onto the top of his desk, pushing the papers that still littered it to the far end before instructing you to lay back so he could clean you up. At least, to the best of his ability given all he really had on hand at the moment was a handkerchief. 
You flinched as the cool marble of the desktop met the backs of your bare arms, exhaling a shuddering breath through your nose as the cold air of the room kissed your exposed, soaked pussy, sending yet another chill through you.
“I know, baby…” Neuvillette cooed, giving the crisp, satiny handkerchief in his hand a quick whip so it could unfurl, starting his tender, meticulous work in caring for his favorite girl after she was so spent. “I’ll draw you a nice, warm bath once we get home, so just bare it a little longer, alright?”
As he wiped as much slick from between your legs as he could, attempting to attend to himself afterward but giving up halfway, just thankful the length of his coat would cover any lingering evidence, you felt like you could drift off to sleep again, eyelids growing heavy as the surface of the desk gradually warmed beneath you from your radiating body heat.
But you couldn’t sleep here. Not now. Because not five seconds after Neuvillette had helped you off the desk and back on your own two wobbly, tired legs, straightening out your skirts and smoothing down the front of his closed coat, there was the tell-tale knocking of one of the courthouse’s interns at the office door.
You gave your Daddy a look of concern and alarm, unsure of how much evidence of what you two had done was left in the open, but Neuvillete just flashed you a cocky grin and called out for them to enter, quietly telling you to take a seat in the big, plush armchair behind his desk as he grabbed up the papers and hurried to meet the intern halfway to hand them off, engaging in a short, pleasant conversation before sending them on their way and hopefully none the wiser.
“Alright, princess,” he beckoned you, reapproaching to offer you a hand as you stood from the chair. “Let’s go home.”
Just before allowing you to lock your arm with his like you usually did, Neuvillette knelt down and picked up a piece of shredded, icy blue lace fabric— the remnants of one of your favorite pair of panties, destroyed with his impatiently eager hands— and shoved it into his pocket.
He’d owe you new ones, plus interest, for having torn them up without any warning, but you didn’t necessarily mind.
You just hoped the next time you two did something like this in his office during work hours, he remembered to lock the door.
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(Anyone else also sort of obsessing over some of the new Fontaine guys, or just me lol
I definitely see myself writing more for Neuvillette in the future, especially as we learn more about him.
Anyway, like always, thank you so much for reading. Have a wonderful day! <3)
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solar-wing · 29 days
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⚣ Protective Lover 🥰
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⚣✋🏻 A/N → Another idea partly inspired off one of my previous Jason posts. Dude is the definition of scary dog privilege. "and my man, thank you to my man." WARNINGS: Jealous/Possessive Behavior. Minor Swearing and Threats of Violence. Cute Fluff.
⚣✋🏻 Summary → It's no secret: Jason is a jealous and possessive boyfriend. But, many don't think about the benefit that comes along with that. He's hella protective. Sometimes it's overbearing, other times, it's very helpful.
⚣✋🏻 Words → 1.4k
REBLOGS and replies are greatly appreciated, please! 💛
⚣ ENJOY 🥰
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At some point, Y/N had gotten used to it. Was it annoying? Yes. Did it feel overbearing at times? Countless. Did he secretly love it and felt the world’s most (concerning) validation from it? Absolutely.
But, when looking at the situation and its circumstances as a whole, it made sense.
When he and Jason first started dating, there was definitely a vibe of him being a gruff but soft teddy bear who was clingy and needy for love and attention when with his chosen lover. But, when around literally anyone else who was not said lover or other people were in the same room as his chosen mate, he’d turn into the world’s scariest guard dog.
It was the general rule of Scary Boyfriend Privilege. Only the designated boyfriend could see their boyfriend’s soft and needy side. Anyone outside that got the ‘murderous if you get too close’ grizzly bear side.
Extremely hot and sexy, but it could be a bit (a lot) much at times. 
Y/N tried to get Jason to calm down, always showing that he could take care of himself and there was no reason for him to worry. But, living in a city like Gotham and given the vigilante’s past (hence the aforementioned situation and circumstances), there really was no calming him down.
But let’s look on the bright side here. With said privilege and the kind of boyfriend Jason was, Y/N never felt more safe and secure in his life. It was like walking around a video game world with the most overpowered gear on. He was basically untouchable.
Examples? Why, of course!
When it came to school, Y/N always preferred studying and doing his homework with Jason since he would help him stay focused and assist him with subjects that he struggled with. 
Y/N was not the first but certainly the loudest to say that Jason did not get enough credit for how smart he was. Yeah, he typically lived by street smarts, but he was big on book smarts as well. He just had to learn how to communicate the information in ways where it wasn’t confusing for both him and his boyfriend.
Plus, in dating Y/N, he learned the art and benefits of positive reinforcement which anyone could probably imagine taking a magnifying glass to their relationship, it was something the Y/N had to use a lot for Jason. Now, the vigilante was doing the same for his boyfriend by giving him little rewards for finishing his work and getting good grades like take-out dates, letting him play in his hair, and more often than not, a good dic-
PAUSE
Oh for fucks sake, are we doing this again? Why does it have to be PG-13? Well, no one said– Ugh…Fine.
A good fitness workout that involved lots of cardio, sweating, and soreness, but the good kind.
Happy?
But, the week of midterms turned out to be an equally busy week for Jason as well. He was knee-deep in a big crime plot and was getting closer and closer to solving the case. Y/N understood and didn’t want to get in the way of his boyfriend's duties. It still sucked though because it meant he wouldn’t be able to study in his apartment as he’d find way too many ways to get distracted. So, he had no choice but to study on campus, and figured what better place than the library?
Turns out there could have been better places.
Y/N was sitting at a large table by himself with various books in front of him along with his tablet and laptop reviewing his notes for a huge test he had the next morning. He wasn’t the only one who had the idea of going to the library to study as it was packed full of students trying to do last-minute cramming and studying.
Jason, as usual, called him to make sure he was okay and that he had gotten to the library safely even though Y/N was well aware his boyfriend had many different ways of tracking him and making sure he was where he was supposed to be. At first, he found it creepy, but when he got to know Jason’s family, he understood.
When Jason didn’t hang up the phone long after Y/N had already sat down and began reviewing, he decided he wasn’t going to hang up either, feeling more relaxed and calm while hearing his boyfriend’s voice and breathing through his earphones.
Now and then, Jason would call his name and check to make sure he was focusing and not slacking off or scrolling on social media and Y/N would turn and scold him for trying to check him when he should have been focused on fighting criminals.
“That’s the thing, babe. I can focus on more than two tasks at the same time. You, on the other hand, still can’t manage to focus on one task for more than 10 minutes without getting distracted by something else like your favorite song and flooding our apartment.”
“I told you to let the bathtub thing go!” Y/N whispered loudly into his earbud mic with a goofy smile on his face still.
“I will never let the bathtub thing go.”
They continued their playful back and forth while Y/N continued studying until he was interrupted by another student, a guy from one of his history classes. This guy was more or less a bit annoying and creepy and had been bothering Y/N for a while with his persistent quest to ask him out.
No matter how many times he rejected him, the guy always tried again and again. He never got forceful, or at least he never had the chance since Y/N always made sure there were people around or that he got to an area where other people were nearby just in case he tried something.
He wasn’t judging him, but he took Jason’s words and lessons very seriously when it came to his safety. He’d seen enough of his boyfriend’s cases where people didn’t take the necessary steps to keep themselves protected and safe because they didn’t imagine it would ‘go that far.’
The creep only left him alone when he saw Jason was with him. Truthfully, many people tended to steer clear of Y/N and his massively scary boyfriend whenever he was with them on campus besides his friends. They were even put off by Jason at times whenever they hung out with their friend cause they’d catch him at times giving them weird looks and glares if they touched or just got too close to his boyfriend for his liking.
Plus, after the one incident of the guy who tried to pick a fight with Y/N and pushed him, thus having to deal with Jason in the aftermath, everyone learned it was just better to steer clear.
So, when Jason wasn’t anywhere in sight, Y/N’s creepy stalker saw it as a perfect moment for him to try and make a move on his classmate, not expecting the very person he was hoping to avoid being on the phone the entire time.
It wasn’t until he saw Y/N unplug his earphones and hand him his phone that he realized he was indeed on a call, and after receiving possibly the most violently worded threat he had ever heard he decided there were plenty of other fish in the sea.
He handed the phone over to its owner before scurrying off like a scared mouse, Y/N watching with a confused but also amused and relieved look.
“Hi baby,” Jason immediately responded to Y/N’s ‘hello’ in his little delightful and excited tone whenever he heard his boyfriend’s voice.
“Jason, what did you say to him?” Y/N immediately asked.
“Hey! It’s babe, baby, sexy, honey, or Jay at the slightest to you, mister. Only my family calls me that.”
“Jason…”
“Babeee, stop it! I don’t consent to this treatment. No means no!” Jason protested in a whiny voice.
“You’re such a baby,” Y/N chuckled.
“Only for you, hot stuff. But we’ll be having a long talk when I get home about you not telling me about creepy guys bothering you.”
“How did you know?”
“Babe, you know who you’re dating, right? There never will be something that bothers you that I won’t know about. I’m always gonna protect you, even if it annoys the hell out of you.”
Y/N couldn’t stop the big smile spreading across his face at his boyfriend’s words, knowing he meant every single one. Jason would always be his protective lover.
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☀️ | Jason Todd/Red Hood | ☀️
☀️ | Masterlists | ☀️
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earlgreydream · 9 months
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thinking whore thoughts … getting knocked up by eddie munson?!?
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of course you didnt mean for it to happen. it was perhaps one too many drinks after a dnd campaign, eddie looking so hot with his hair tied up and just a little bit sweaty. you were usually so careful, but you needed him so bad, all responsibility was thrown out the window because those hands, those fingers spinning his silver rings.
it was following him into the trailer, laughing as he pulled your hand. you fell on him, falling on the bed, and those hands were yanking your shirt off before he could even kiss you. you pulled on his hair, his chest pressed to yours, his big hands grabbing at your ass, hauling you into position on the bed.
“need you to fuck me, eddie.”
and all of a sudden it was being full of him, feeling his skin, being fucked raw. the sounds were filthy and he made you moan and yell his name, because he was so deep and so hard and it was just all of him, everywhere.
he’s the type to bury his face in your neck, leaving marks, biting the place that makes you gasp. you’ll have to pry his mouth off your chest and drag him to kiss you when he’s rutting into you, hardly able to hold himself up as he’s struggling to prolong everything.
he never can last long with you though, and he makes such a mess. it’s hot and sticky and fills you up until it’s spilling out and smearing your thighs and destroying the sheets and fuck that stupid grin because he’s so proud of himself.
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and the way he smiles at you when you show him the positive test. there’s no fear or anger or hesitation, it’s just pure excitement because he gets to have a family with you. and of course he’s going to lose his mind when your body changes and you’re up all night, a little extra needy for him.
ugh sorry guys it’s just eddie munson gets me going
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jhdyuiee · 4 days
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Mirrors
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-‘๑’- pairing: HUSBAND!jaehyun x WIFE!y/n
-‘๑’- warnings/tags: smut!, dirty talk, pet names (baby, good girl, wife, beautiful), unprotected sex, finger-fucking, squirting, spanking, heavy making out/kissing, breast play, cursing, multiple orgams, riding
-‘๑’- w.c: 1.6k
-‘๑’- a.n: hii!! i’m sorry for being MIA for the last month, school has been rlly overwhelming with midterms & testing but i’m on break rn which means ill be back to uploading! look foward to all the content i’ll be releasing starting with this one!! i love u all & thank you for waiting. i’m truly sorry 🤍
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. . .
The hard crash of his lips on mine as the faint sound of the door slamming shut rung in my ears.
“Naked and on the bed,” he said as he pulled his lips away, his voice so deep.
Without a second thought, I went into the room and rid myself of every piece of clothing I had on. The cool air brushed against my wet aching core and hard nipples. Jaehyun walked in moments later, his hard cock leaking with precum. I wanted nothing more but to get a taste of it in my mouth, and fuck me til’ I forgot who I was.
Only he could do that.
His fingers grabbed my chin, lifting my head so I could look at him, eye-to-eye.
“Open your mouth,” he whispered, and so I did; slipping in two fingers into my mouth. “Suck.”
I sucked on his fingers, while he looked at me in a taunting way. His face saying, What a slut. I swirled my tongue and sucked on his fingers. ‘Is it weird how I find this oddly hot?’
Soon I was put in a haze, Jaehyun must’ve noticed it since he took his fingers out and managed to position me on top of him.
“You shouldn’t be thinking about anything else besides me,” he said, pinching one of my nipples roughly. I unconsciously grinded against him, his hard cock resting against my ass.
“S-sorry-“ I muttered, before he picked me up and sat in front of the mirror that stood in the corner of the room. I was positioned with my back resting against his chest, and his hands opening up my legs. I watched through the mirror all his movements and the way my cunt drooled.
“So wet for me,” he taunted, as he ghosted his hand around my cunt. Before I was able to mutter a sentence, a word, he slapped my cunt. I omitted a low yell, earning me another slap. “Oh! Fuck. J-Jae.” Slap. “Please ‘m nn-no.”
His hot breath warmed my ear, and he whispered, “No, you deserve a punishment after the show you put on at dinner.” His lips lingered for a while longer, then kissed down my neck. I felt like I was going to crumble any minute now, just by his harsh slaps and taunting words. I was so close, so fucking close, but then his slaps came to a hault.
“J-Jaehyun?” I questioned, turning my head back. His lust-filled eyes staring back at me.
He smirked, “Oh my pretty wife, you don’t get to cum yet.”
“Wha-What? I-“ He interrupted me halfway when his fingers intruded inside my cunt. No warning, Nothing. His two fingers going at an unmerciful pace, my stomach fluttered. The knot threatened to unleash any moment now.
“Pl-Pleas’ let me c-cum. I’m cl-close Jaehyun…”
His pace slowed, then halted again. He was torturing me. I couldn’t handle it. “No, no, no. Please Jae let me cum,” I begged him. I needed to release.
His hand grabbed my jaw, turning me to face him. “Apologize then,” his hazy voice said. “Apologize?” I questioned. “Yes, apologize for the show you put on earlier.”
The last hours came rushing back into my hazy mind. The incident at the restaurant. The incident in question was when I put on a dress—so short in his words—that it kept lifting up, nearly exposing my ass.
In truth, I wore it to piss him off, and because I might’ve felt a little needy for him today. However, I underestimated how many people would have their eyes on me, and the amount of fumes erupting from Jaehyun's head.
“S-Sorry… I’ll never do that again Jae.” His face didn’t change, “And?”
“And I’m only yours. I belong to you Jaehyun.”
He smirked, his lips finding mine. The kiss distracting me from his fingers that once again intruded inside my cunt, continuing their pace. His thumb playing with my clit, stroking, and circling it until it had me begging into our kiss. I wanted more.
“Please fuck me.” The words came out of my mouth, when I pulled away from the kiss.
Jaehyun didn’t say anything, he just lowered his head into my neck, sucking on my sweet spot as he continued relentlessly finger fucking me. I involuntarily clenched around his fingers, signaling him.
“It’s okay baby, let go all over my fingers beautiful.” Jaehyun's words were the tip of the iceberg, I came crashing down. Loud moans erupted from my lips, tears streamed from my eyes, and the faint touch of his lips against my shoulders.
“I always love it when you squirt,” he whispered. When my eyes finally fluttered open, I witnessed what he meant by that. I squirted all over his arm, the mirror, and the floor. The scene in front of us; a mess.
He brought his hand that was inside me to his mouth, licking himself clean of all my juices. He let out a satisfied groan. When he finished, he picked me back up and threw me gently on the bed. His cock aching for it’s release.
“Spread nice and wide for me baby,” he said. I grabbed my legs, spreading them for him. In different circumstances I would’ve hesitated, but the lust clouding my mind cut out any logic or emotions.
“Good girl.”
He brought himself closer, his tip prodded outside me. He was teasing me, but I was running out of patience. I shifted closer until his tip was the only thing inside my cunt.
“Impatient aren’t you my wife,” he teased as he watched me. He was enjoying this so much, I saw it in the way he look at me.
“Please hurry Jae, I need you to fuck me already.”
“Fuck you drive me insane Y/N.”
We both moaned when he pushed his cock further in, stretching me out so well. Jaehyun groaned, taking my arms to pin them above my head.
“So fucking tight,” he chuckled. “Even after all that squirting.”
Jaehyun thrusted hard and rough. The squelching sounds echoed in the room along with my moans. I would’ve been scratching his back if it wasn’t for the hold he had on my wrists that he pinned above my head.
“Ri-Right there,” I moaned out when he hit the spot he knows will have me crashing and crumbling. “Deeper… Harder.”
“As you wish,” he said. Jaehyun angled me slightly, his thrusts reaching me more deeper. The hold on my wrists disappeared, his hands now coming down my body until one reached my clit. He circled and pinched the already swollen clit as he thrusted even more relentlessly into me.
“Cum,” he groaned. One thrust, then two, until I finally came. I came hard on his cock, clenching around it while he fucked me through my climax.
His thrust then slowed down, going sloppy. He was close too. A couple thrusts more and he came too. His white seeds painting my insides white, filling me up so well.
“Good job baby,” he whispered, kissing my lips gently, a total contrast to his demeanor earlier. He laid beside me, and we waited until we caught out breaths. However, I was far from satisfied, I wanted him back inside me.
I turned to his side, he was already looking at me. He smiled, his dimples appearing. I got up, staring at his cock, which was still semi-hard.
“Not satisfied,” he said. I turned to him, seeing the smirk plastered across his face. I nodded. “Then ride me baby, you know what to do.”
Before I entered him, I stroked him to get his cock harder. I positioned myself on top of his cock, lowering myself until the tip poked me. I slid him in slowly, until he was all the way in.
“Fuck. Feel so good,” he groaned, bringing his hands to the sides of my hips.
I started bouncing, increasing my speed the more I go. His fingers dug into me, marks sure to appear. “Keep going baby, like that. Fuck. You’ll be the death of me.”
His praises only ignited me even more. “You like that?” I said when I leaned forward to capture his lips. He only let a satisfied groan into the kiss, but his hands traveled down to the flesh of my ass. He kneaded it, smacking it moments later. His smacks didn’t stop, but they did once I got back up.
“Keep riding me beautiful, I’m close to cummin’ now.”
And so I continued, his hands now on my tits. He fondled them, playing with both my nipples and later pinching them while I bounced on him. “Come down, I wanna suck on em’” he commanded.
My hands on the headboard, while my tits came in front of his face. I felt as his tongue darted out, and sucked on one like a child.
Slap. “Keep moving,” he said, biting down on my nipple.
It didn’t take long until we both came. My third climax erupting from me, in a hazy and euphoric way. I only saw white.
“Fucked dumb my little wife,” Jaehyun said, looking down at me. My legs trembled, tear stains all over my face, drool escaping my lips, and his love marks scattered all over my body.
“Yes,” I muttered. His head came down next to my ear whispering, “You did well.” His voice caused an eruption of butterflies in my stomach. I always loved his praises.
“Go to sleep now baby, I’ll clean you up,” he said. “And the mess you made in the mirror,” he teased. I pouted at his words, earning a laugh from him.
“I’m sorry, I love you.” He kissed my temple saying, “Good night my wife.”
“Good night Jae, I love you.” I muttered into the night before I drifted off into a quiet and deep sleep.
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© jhdyuiee
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truetogaia · 11 months
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RAWRRRR THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING DBF!JAKE OOPS
pairing: dbf!dom!jake x fem!na'vi!reader
genre: smut, 18+
warnings: age gap (reader is 19, jake is whatever age yall want LMAO), p in v, slight choking, someone almost walking in on 'em. DADS BEST FRIEND!, tit play
word count: 500 :)
His hair tickled the skin of your tummy as his face was pressed into your soft chest, his hot tongue licking hungry stripes up your swollen breasts, occasionally swiping over your nipples. Your legs were wrapped around his torso as you ran your hands through his silky hair, tugging on it from time to time in sync with his rough thrusts. Your soft mewls and moans grew in volume and you felt Jake’s large hand snake up your chest, before he rested it loosely around your neck.
“Shh, keep it down sweetheart..” His hot breath fanned over your collarbone as he pumped his cock into your tight heat. “You’ve gotta keep quiet, babygirl. Don’t want your dad to hear, right?” He teased, sinking his sharp canines into the plush of your breast, groaning against it as your cunt squeezed him. “Such pretty tits..” 
The sound of approaching footsteps made you snap your head up, desperately checking whether or not you had secured the entrance to your part of the hut. Jake didn’t seem to care though, despite the fact that a thin drape was the only thing keeping your dad from revealing the secret that had been going on between his daughter and his best friend for so long. Instead, Jake put a finger over his lips, gesturing for you to keep quiet as he increased the tempo of his rough thrusts. You almost forgot about the person standing outside the entrance, before a voice snapped you out of your thoughts.
“y/n? You okay in there?” Your dads voice came from just outside the room, worry present in his tone. Jake retreated from your neck, placing both of his calloused hands on your soft tits, squeezing them and toying with your hard nipples as he pounded your cunt. Your voice was breathy and you stumbled over your words, interrupted by involuntary moans.
“‘m.. I'm fine da- hmn! I’m okay dad!” You managed, clamping a hand over your mouth to muffle any further unwanted noises. It felt wrong, so lewd and vulgar, but the way Jake’s cock filled your needy cunt so deliciously had your mind in a haze, and your sense of judgment was thrown out the window. As soon as your ears picked up the sound of him walking away, you fell limp into Jake’s strong embrace. 
“Atta girl.." He cooed, grabbing your hips with his large hands and laying you down on your back. His cock was still buried deep inside your soaked cunt, and you begged him silently to start moving again. “I don’t think he noticed, baby, good job..” He grabbed a hold of your plush thighs, throwing your legs over his broad shoulders before snapping his hips into yours, reaching deeper in this position. He fucked into you mercilessly, teasing and testing you to see what made you moan the loudest. And when he found the right button, he hushed you with a gentle squeeze to your neck. 
“Ah ah, what’d I say, sweetheart? If you keep moaning like this, he’s bound to figure it out. What do you think he’d say about it, huh? About his best friend being balls deep inside his precious daughter's needy, sopping cunt, hm?”
UHUHU I WISH I ADDED MORE PETNAMES BUT I CAN'T BC I DIDN'T WANT TO MAKE IT TOO LONG..
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fear-is-truth · 1 month
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₊˚⋆ 𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑯 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑳𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻𝑺 𝑶𝑼𝑻 .kai anderson 𓂂 ˚
𝓣ags: fem!reader. somno. non con. unprotected p in v
𝓢ummary: kai decides to give you a valentine’s day gift.
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Kai woke up in the middle of the night, rock hard and needing some release. He was a light sleeper, so once he was awake, there was no point in attempting to return to sleep. Besides, he had other things on his mind. His eyes landed on you, curled up in a fetal position with your back turned to him. You wore only an oversized t-shirt and a pair of panties to bed, which was perfectly convenient for what he was about to do.
Slowly, he moved his hand down over your stomach, fingers hooking onto the hem of your panties. Seeing you like this, so peaceful and innocent-looking, it stirred something in him. Something that ran far deeper than mere lust.
His mind was hazy mess right now—maybe it was the Adderall? or was it because of all the blood rushing towards his dick. Perhaps both. Even in your sleeping state, you had him wrapped around your little finger. Kai wasn’t sure how he felt about that—he pushed the thought away with a quick shake of his head; he was getting distracted.
He began to tug, eyes trained on your sleeping face. The panties slid off without so much as a murmur from you. At this, he smirked; it was laughably easy, really. Like taking candy from a baby.
Two fingers grazed against your folds, testing your wetness. You were already dripping with arousal, and he was so desperate to just feel some of that warmth around his cock.
“Oh, my god..” Kai let out a strained laugh that was between a groan and a chuckle,
“So wet already... so fucking needy...”
He slid one finger inside, feeling just how tight and warm you were. Kept it there for a few seconds before inserting a second one, relishing in your soft little moans as he rotated his wrist slowly. He felt his cock twitch when you let out a pleased little sigh.
To hell with it. Kai wanted in. Now.
He lined himself up behind you in a spooning position, pressing the pink tip of his cock to your clit and rubbing it. Carefully, he inched further and further inside. You whimpered at the intrusion, but apparently it was a whimper of pleasure rather than pain because a moment later you were bucking back against him.
“Better be dreaming about me, little slut,”
Oh fuck, the way you clenched around him like a warm, tight glove. If only he could see the sleepy, surprised look on your face when you woke up. He began thrusting inside of you, biting his lip in an attempt to keep himself quiet but the vulgar squelching sounds coming from your cunt made it goddamn impossible.
“Mghnm-” As if on cue, your eyelids fluttered wide open. You squirmed, trying to turn around, but he held you firmly in place.
“Oh? Did I wake you from your beauty sleep?” His tone was a little bit of everything. Sweet. Malicious. Angry. Aroused. It was as if he couldn't pick which emotion he wanted to display, but it all came out at once.
“Such a good little lamb for me. Taking your leader’s cock so well,” He hissed through clenched teeth. He was close, and you being awake only made him more determined.
“-can’t get enough of this sweet pussy.”
Kai thrust into you hard and fast, brutal on his quest for release. Grabbing your hips in a vice-like grip, he slammed into you one last time, emptying his balls inside you and milking out every bit of relief he could get from your body.
When he finally did move, Kai eased himself out very slowly, letting out a satisfied groan once he had pulled out completely. Still smirking, he pressed his lips against the curve of your clavicle, planting a tender kiss.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, lamb.”
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hoffmans-trophywife · 4 months
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Saw Characters and what are they like in bed (Headcanons)
Warning: NSFW Smut 18+
Mark Hoffman
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His favorite hobby is taking out a stressful day at work on your body.
He is an aggressive and not kind guy, but if you asked him, he would make an effort to be as soft as possible.
Biting, choking, slapping, hair pulling and various marks on your body would be common, he loves to show other people that you have an owner
Sex anywhere and everywhere without shyness and fear of being caught, if he feels horny it doesn't matter, he will fuck you right there or even drag you to a nearby bathroom
He likes to inject his sperm into you and see it running down your pussy, it gives a feeling of power
Call him "daddy" and watch this man become a machine that will make you cum for hours and hours
Condoms doesn't exist in his world
He loves seeing your ruined makeup stain your face while he calls you the most humiliating names possible
“Look at this pathetic slut finishing herself on my dick. How embarrassing."
Handcuffs? Oh yes, he would make a point of pinning you to the bed with them
He is a little cold, but then he would take care of you and your bruises, with ointments and kisses
Peter Strahm
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Only his face seems to be rude, he is so sweet, always careful for fear of hurting you, always asking if you're okay and if you're comfortable
“Beautiful, im not hurting you, am i? Tell me if it hurts and i ll stop.”
At one point it gets annoying and you just ask him not to be so careful, maybe you might regret it later, because he will definitely destroy you
He likes to be called sir and agent, while he calls you darling, princess, beautiful
“You like it when this agent destroys your pussy, don’t you, princess?”
Praise kink???? praise kink!!!!!
His ties would be used to make it impossible for you to see
He would be a little afraid of cumming inside you and the results come in 9 months, but when he was horny, this would be totally ignored
He thinks the size of his hands are perfect for marking your neck and ass
After it was over, he would make a point of giving you a massage and buying some sweets for you to eat
Adam Faulkner-Stanheight
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He is a super shy boy, when he see your naked body his cheeks would turn red immediately
This boy loves boobs and is obsessed with them, he likes to squeeze, lick, suck, play with your nipples
Talking about nipples, this is definitely the most sensitive part of his body, when your nails drag there it can be enough to make him squirm
Moans moans moans MOANS >>>LOUD<<<
Whimpers and tears are already part of him
He is so submissive that you feel sorry, if you told him to lick your feet he would do it right away
“Please mommy, i ll do whatever you want, let me inside you... I just want to cum, im so needy...”
Mommy kink??? Mommy kink!!! The more you are in a higher position than him, the more he likes it.
You are his world, he will do anything you want, he doesn't care, he just want you to feel good and satisfied
He is a baby!!! after sex he would stick to you like a bug just to get some affection from you, please take care of him!
Amanda Young
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A super versatile woman, but who hates being the submissive in the relationship
She likes to see you writhing beneath her begging for more
A toy collector, she would buy the biggest ones just to test them on your pussy
Strapons are her favorite and your ass was her favorite thing too
“This hungry ass swallows this cock so well, im so proud of my girl, hm?”
She can be a little sadistic and likes to make you feel pain, but if you told her you didn't like it, she would stop right away
Public places? Public places!!!
She's not afraid of anything, she's faced a lot in her life, having sex in public wouldn't affect her in any way
John would always warn you to make less noise, but who said she cares about that?
Then she would lie with you, stroking your hair until you fell asleep and thanking you for being in her life
Lawrence Gordon
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Oh Doctor Gordon, even outside of work he loves to play doctor and patient with you, making you take off your clothes for a very specific routine "exam"
“We need to do an exam, i see that you are not very well, i will have to analyze the inside of you...”
He's the ultimate romantic in the world, he would never have the courage to have rougher sex with you, but if you insisted a lot, who knows, maybe some hair pulling and slapping would happen?
He would definitely cum inside you with the intention of getting you pregnant and making you both stay connected forever
If you were on a date and he felt horny, he would pay the bill immediately and take you to his car
He loves seeing you in colorful lingerie and would buy several for you to wear only with him in intimate moments.
He cares more about your pleasure than his pleasure, if you cum? He will be happy and satisfied. If he doesn't cum? Who cares, then he would masturbate and that's it
He's the type of guy who takes a while to come, so your sex lasts a long time but always leaves you wanting another piece of him
Quickies at his doctor's office? Why not?
Your favorite food, lots of sweets, affection and a good and delicious bath would be prepared just for you after sex
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eilaafterhours · 4 months
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Patience [Grim | Casper]
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Content: AFAB Reader, Light Dom/Sub, Blindfolds, Restraints, Men Crying, Cowgirl Position, Pet Names, POV Second Person, Reader-Insert
Pronouns: None (AFAB)
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Remember: I’ll block you if I catch your ageless or under age (not 18+) ass in my activity :)
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"How...how much longer must I remain like...this?"
The two of you had gotten into an argument about patience. He made the proclamation that he was leagues more patient than you, and instead of refuting him, you instead offered a challenge.  
You turned your attention to your partner, smiling at his flushed features. 
He was on your bed, spread wide on his knees. His arms were bound behind his back, and a blindfold hid his gaze. His entire body was coated in a thin layer of sweat, certain parts of his body flushed beautifully red.
Especially the head of his weeping cock.
You swiped the creamy slick away with your thumb, relishing in the way his hips bucked. 
"Ah, so needy..." You rested your clean hand on his cheek, "Open."
He did as he was told. Tilting his head up a bit, tongue lolling out. You placed your thumb on his tongue, and he closed around it immediately, sucking it clean.
"You cleaned it so good." You ran a hand through his hair, removing the blindfold in the process. "Hi there, pretty boy."
"S-sunshine..." His eyelids fluttered close, a curtain of white standing out against the deep red on his checks. "Please."
"Has your patience run thin, Casper?" His teeth caught his bottom lip, "Do you want me to help you?"
You moved to straddle him, sighing through your nose as the weight of his heavy cock settled against your stomach. 
The contact made him squirm a bit, "Ah—un...!"
You wedged your hand between your bodies, wrapping it firmly around his shaft. "Should I let you fuck my hand like this?" 
"Mmm..." You were sure that he was getting caught up in the fantasy, not even realizing that he had begun fucking your hand. 
You let him go for a bit, letting his moans go from soft and airy to restrained and from his throat. 
He was so close. 
You gave him a firm squeeze. 
He stopped moving. 
"So you're the only one who can get off? Naughty boy."
"I'm—fuck—sorry!" Tears slipped down his cheeks. 
"Ah, I've gone too far." You kissed them away. "And you've done so good for me."
He finally opened his eyes to look at you, "Have I?"
You nodded, giving him a soft kiss. "And now it's time for your reward."
You lifted your hips, lining yourself up, then lowered yourself on his cock. Both of you threw your heads back at the sudden heat and fullness. 
Very quickly did the two of you lose yourselves in the chase for ecstasy. He didn't last very long, but that didn't matter because the look on his face and the feeling of his cum filling you, being pushed in and out of you from you bouncing on his dick had you barreling into your own release. 
Once you had caught your breath, you undid the binds from around his arms. You squeaked as they immediately found your waist, dragging you down with him as he let his body go to exhaustion. You let him, resting your head on his chest as his chin nestled on the top of your head.
"So...who's got more patience than whom?" You asked.
"...I'd say it's a tie."
You shot up. "How is it a tie?"
"I may have been tested, but as the proctor, you gave into your lust and came very shortly after me." He smirked.
"Well, I wasn't being tested, so it doesn't matter."
"It does."
"Does not!"
"It does."
And it went like that for a short while longer until the sticky feeling between your legs became too uncomfortable and a bath was more important than who was right. 
Oh well, you'd just have to test him again. 
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:)
I don't have much to say, actually. This is my comeback, and it's in a new fandom, um….yeah.
Welp, enjoy!
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house-of-daena · 6 months
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imagine being zandik's senior in the akademiya mmm..
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do NOT get me started.
thinking. im thinking hard. his senior, who was the first to look into his perspective of science, taking great consideration of his research and making him feel things he has never felt before. his senior who shows the ropes of getting used in the akademiya... encouraging his interests and not judging him one bit. maybe you were crazier than he was, but it felt good to be understood for once!
n' u tell him how good he was, smiling at him whenever he starts rambling about his research. he's sooo enamored zandik finds it ridiculous, because you are sooo handsome and kind to him, it makes his head spin. then you cup his cheek with your hand, caressing it and calling him cute.
he finds himself grow so weak whenever you talk to him, helping him by handing him books he needs that he doesn't have access to.. he feels his heart skip a beat when people stare at him with burning jealously when you chose to walk him, of all people, to his classes. i think he'd start attending to his classes more, only if you're there of course! then he'd immediately take the seat next to yours.
then you show him things that he didn't even know. things that he never knew his body could do. bending and folding his body in positions he'd never thought he finds himself in, taking in something soo big in his virgin hole, n crying for more.
suddenly, it's not about his research anymore. it's about you pulling him into an empty room, an hour before the lecture starts and other scholars walking in, bending him over the professor's desk as you make him recite everything about the test he has to take later, cooing and calling him a good boy when he gets an answer right, and spanking his ass and fucking him harder whenever he gets it wrong.
it wasn't your intention to play with zandi, really. your professor told you to look out for this one junior who's rarely attending classes, yet getting top grades, and doesn't like socializing. and you did, because you don't judge people based off of rumors. sure, the boy was a little intimidating at first, but it turns out, you don't think so differently!
plus, he's so cute. face red at simple touches, getting so needy when you make out with him in one of the bathroom stalls even though there were other people inside. he'd tug and whisper how much he needed you, and that he can't take another second without you inside of him. his eyes sparkle whenever he starts to cry, cursing and threatening you for making him feel so good. so you shut him up by fucking him harder 💞 until his poor little brain can't process anything anymore, now he's just a babbling mess on your cock 🥰
oh n' you didn't need much convincing when zandik begged you to move in to his dorm instead, since he refused anyone else to be his roommate. guess you two would be 'studying' more together, huh?
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heizouz · 6 months
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whoever requested the sub lyney thing i am so in love w u ALSO UR WRITING IS AMAZING litch rally all i can think abt rn
lyney is def like. a cocky sub tho like he’s a little feisty idk !!???! like he starts off all confident and then he just. falls apart over time… idk he lives in my brain i swear
nsfw sub!lyney + gn!reader, reader is kind of mean (not really at all), brat lyney turned cockwhore, cock can be referred to as a strap :]
THANK YOUUUU TYSM UR TOO SWEET!!! i can't tell if i strayed a bit off the request here but i hope it's okay nonetheless🤞🏻it's my favourite thing to put boys in their places so this was so fun to write, tysm for the req anon!!! <3
lyney is definitely the type of sub to test his partner's patience and bring them to their breaking point instead of being obedient because, what's the fun in that?
he always acts so confident, both in and out of the bedroom—putting on a show for anyone who has the pleasure of being around him. you know he's not always like that; you'd seen the ways he'd beg for you to let him cum, seen how he'd fall apart from things such as soft grinding or needy kisses.
that's why you just let him carry out his act.
lyney was naturally clingy, but the way his touches seemed to linger for a second too long, or fall lower than they were supposed to, you could tell he was trying to rile you up. he'd been at it all day; fingers dancing over your chest moments after you'd woken up, teasing remarks to make you flush in front of your friends, hands gripping hard on your hips when you stood, and squeezing your thighs when you sat. you put up with all of it though, letting the cockiness go to his head so you could watch him crumble underneath you once you finally got him alone.
lyney had to force back a grin when you'd stormed into the house later that day, not a word from your lips as he smirked and happily followed you around as if taunting you till you made it to the bedroom. he'd giggled when you'd practically thrown him on the bed, tongue pressing against your cheek at the smug expression painted over the magician's face.
you weren't mad per say; lyney was just naturally feisty and way too cocky, so all of his taunts and tricks were nothing by now. but he got a thrill off of seeing your reactions and watching you snap.
so what can you say really? he was asking for it.
"good fucking boy." you growl, your hips pistoning slow and harsh into him. lyney's moaning, crying out against the sheets as you hold him down, knocking the breath from him with every thrust. "see? 's not that hard to be a doll and listen, is it?"
lyney's constant stream of moans echo around the room, unable to answer you whether you wanted him to or not. he's too fucked out, cries spilling from his pretty parted lips with every drag of your cock. he's too weak to grab the sheets, fingers clawing at the material. he's so perfect like this—nothing like the usual overconfident, charming character everyone sees him to be; all completely at your mercy and squirming underneath you.
your fingers tighten in his messy hair, his once pretty braid now loose and falling out, and you lift his head from the sheets. lyney whines, high and needy, volume so much louder now he was no longer pressed against the bed. your hips don't slow, rather they pick up a little in pace and lyney has to hold himself up with his arms to stop himself from collapsing on to the sheets.
"what's happened, doll? can't talk?" lyney can feel your smirk just from your tone alone. you fold your body over his back, thrusting deep into him and he whimpers, "have i fucked you dumb?"
letting you wrap your hand around his throat, you make him tilt his head back as much as he can to look at you. his eyes glaze over with nothing but needy tears, pants falling from his constantly parted lips with every drag of your cock and how you handle him so easily into such positions. lyney doesn't answer you, but if the moans dropping from his tongue with every hard thrust told you anything, it was that you had fucked him dumb.
lyney's brain is practically empty, pretty dumb whimpers leaving his throat and he can't form any words; especially when you pull out just so the tip of your cock stays inside before dragging him back onto you with such ease. especially when the fingers around his throat find his open mouth and stuff his needy throat full, shutting him up even though his moans bleed past your digits. and especially after he finishes, head blanking and eyes rolling back into his head as you continue to fuck him through his orgasm, letting him know that this is what he deserves.
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succubusmunson · 2 years
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Use Me
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Pairing: Steddie x Reader
Summary: Tired of Steve and Eddie being so soft with you, you ask them to use you
Warnings: SMUT (minors DNI), drug use, rough sex, dom!steve, dom!eddie, minimal use of (y/n), oral (m and f receiving), name calling, slight degradation, praise, dirty talk, face fucking, ball play, hair pulling, breath play, slapping, spanking, steddie action (kissing, heavy touching), fingering (f receiving), light overstimulation, vaginal DP, creampie, small aftercare
WC: 3.9K
(i have never done anything with a threesome before, please enjoy!)
feed back is greatly appreciated!!
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If someone were to ask you how to define your relationship/friendship with Steve and Eddie, you would have no clue where to begin. It was all so unconventional. Sure, you all have kissed each other (separately), but it was always more than that. The three of you weren’t just friends and you weren’t dating each other, you were somewhere in the middle, whatever that is called. 
The stories that you heard of them made you feel a certain type of needy. You heard how Steve’s cock was so massive that it would practically split others in two or how Eddie would leave so many marks on people, whether it be handprints or hickeys. Being able to say that Steve and Eddie fucked you so hard that you could barely walk the next day? It sounded like a dream.
You wanted more than just their soft kisses and touches, but you were always too shy to ask. Too many “what ifs” being on your mind. What if they reject you? What if they laughed in your face. It was all too worrisome, but tonight seemed to be a little different. You had this new found confidence within you. It could have been the new strain of marijuana that Eddie had or it could be that you were tired of not pushing your own boundaries. Tonight you decided to take advantage of this new found confidence, to have the ball in your court.
Eddie’s small room was quiet, all except for Metallica playing at a low volume through the speakers. The three of you were feeling the effects of the marjiuana, just taking things slow. Now was your time to finally speak up, to finally say what has been on your mind. 
You sat up from your position on Eddie’s bed and looked over at the two boys sharing a blunt, “I have a question.. Proposition? Both?” The nervous rambling begins and you try to shove it down so you could spill out what you wanted to say. “I’ve been having some thoughts about us.” That intrigued them both, the two of them finally looking over at you. Both of them looking at you with their heavy brown eyes might be the death of you, but what a way to go. They encouraged you to go on.
“I want you to, uh, use me.” That wasn’t the way you wanted to word it, but it was the way it came out. You tried to read their expression, trying to find any sort of rejection.
Steve came to sit by you first, wrapping an arm around you, “use you? What do you mean?” You grabbed the half smoked joint from his fingers and brought it up to your lips to smoke. Looks like you were going to be needing more confidence after all.
Now it was time for Eddie to come and sit on the other side of you. He placed a firm hand on your thigh and you couldn’t help but to take in a sharp intake of breath from how cold his rings were. “Don’t you get it, Stevie. Pretty girl wants us to use her.” Something about the way Eddie said that sent shivers down your spine. You didn’t know just how badly you wanted it, needed it until that moment.
You felt Steve press against you more, his leg gently knocking into yours. “Is that so?” He traced a finger up your arm, stopping at your neck to brush your hair away from your ear. “Why didn’t you just say so?” His breath fanned against your ear and you don’t know if it was the drugs that were making you wetter than usual or what. At this point, your panties are ruined and they have barely even touched you.
Eddie grabbed your hand placing it on the bulge growing in his pants. You tested your limits, squeezing your hand around it, smiling to yourself when he let out a quiet moan. “Go ahead and show just how bad you want it, sweetheart.” 
Now, you weren’t innocent. You’ve had sex and all that, but with two people? This was going to be new territory, but you were determined to show them what you could handle. 
You were on your knees in no time, looking up at both of them with the biggest doe eyes. “Think we have an eager girl on our hands, Eddie.” Steve stood up and you watched as he slowly popped the button to his jeans before he slid them down his toned legs. “Like what you see?” Hearing about Steve’s massive cock was an understatement. He was big, how was all of that supposed to fit inside you? You hadn’t even seen the full thing yet, it was still covered by his boxers. When Steve pulled his boxers down was when your jaw hit the floor. You swear you’ve never seen anything that big and you were scared but also very turned on.
Eddie stood up, following Steve’s actions. He wasn’t as big as Steve, but god was he thick. Now you were wondering how you were going to fit them inside any of your needy holes. Your mouth watered at the sight before you. Two cocks aching to be touched and precum leaking from their slits. 
You reached both of your shaky hands up, taking both of their cocks into them. They both let out a shaky breath and for a moment, you feel like you had all the power in the room. 
“All yours to play with, don’t be shy.” Eddie carded a finger through your hair, lightly pulling at the base. You leaned forward and lightly kissed at the tip, feeling the precum spread across your lips. He pulled at your hair again, this time trying to pull you closer to him, “c’mon, open that pretty mouth for me.” You obeyed him, opening up and letting his cock slide right in. He was already reaching the back of your throat and you were gagging, but you wanted to take more. 
While your mouth was on Eddie’s cock, you stroked Steve. He twitched and pulsed in your hand with each squeeze and you couldn’t wait to feel it inside of you, feel both of them inside of you. Steve held in a groan and looked down at you. Your mouth was split open, Eddie’s cock thrusting in and out. Drooling pooling around the corner of your lips, down your chin. “I’ve got an idea.”
“Why don’t you,” Steve pulled your mouth away from Eddie’s cock, a string of saliva still connecting to two of you, “put that mouth to real good use and try to suck both of us off.” You were not used to how rough they were being, but holy shit, you loved every minute of it. 
You didn’t know how exactly you were going to do this. Steve and Eddie stepped closer together, their cocks bumping into each other. You wrapped your hand around both, barely covering them. You looked up at them, flattening your tongue against their bright red tips. A groan left both of the boys from above, their eyes meeting yours. You opened your mouth wide, sliding both of their cocks as far as they would go. It felt like the corners of your mouth were ripping apart, but that didn’t stop you from sucking them further into your mouth. The drool falling down your chin was running down their cocks, soaking their balls.
“What a greedy little slut.” Eddie bit his lip as he watched you. You were barely able to fit them in your mouth. 
Steve’s hand came down and cupped your bulging cheek, “look at our drooly princess.” Eddie’s hand came up to your other cheek, lightly slapping it to make a subtle sting.
“Gotta train her well, don’t we?” Eddie thrusted his cock after his words, making your eyes water. The two cocks rubbed together, both Steve and Eddie almost losing their shit. “That’s it, take our fucking cocks.” 
Both of their hands pulled at your hair, making you look up at the more. “You look so pretty like this, baby.” Steve pulled his cock out, leaving Eddie to do the same, causing you to whine at the loss. “Don’t worry, we’ll give you more to suck on.” 
They stepped forward more, pulling your head closer until both sets of their full balls were resting at your lips. You licked over them, feeling them twitch. They tasted salty and you savored it. Each suck and lick making both of the boys moan above you, curse words falling from their opened mouths. “Who knew- fuck- who knew she’d be so good at this.” Eddie thrusted his hips, his cock rutting against your forehead. You alternated, rolling your tongue over their heavy balls and sucking them into your mouth. 
All of this was turning you on to the max and you needed some kind of friction. Your hips began to grind against air, against nothing, you were desperate. “Look at that, our dirty girl loves our balls so much that she needs to grind against something.” Steve mocked you lighty. “Are you that needy?” You tried your best to nod in the position you were in. “Think we need to give our girl some attention.”
Both of them pulled away at once, their balls gently popping from your mouth. They helped you stand up before they went to work on your clothes. Eddie came around to face you, trailing his lips across your neck before working on your pants. He pulled them down swiftly and chuckled when he brought his hand up to feel the wet patch on your panties. “Is this all for us?” You didn’t get the chance to answer before Steve was pulling your shirt over your head. 
Steve’s hand came around to cup your boobs over your bra, giving them a nice squeeze. “So perfect. He moved his hands and unclasped your bra, letting it fall to the floor with the rest of the clothes. Both of them faced you, taking in every inch of your body. You had never been this vulnerable with them before and suddenly, you were shy.
Just as you were about to cover yourself up, they stopped you. “Please, don’t be shy now.” Eddie pulled your body against his, giving you a small kiss before gently pushing you on the bed. Your thighs spread automatically, “never seen a prettier pussy.”
Eddie got on his knees in front of you, pressing kisses up both of your legs until he stopped where you needed him most. “Can’t wait to taste just how sweet you really are.” He licked up your slit, collecting your wetness on your tongue. You opened your mouth to moan and Steve took the opportunity to shove his cock right back into your mouth, filling it to the brim.
“Get her to open her mouth wider for me, Eddie.” Eddie just smirked at him while smacking his hand against your thigh. Your mouth opened wider, trying to let out a whine. Steve’s cock somehow slid further down and he threw his head back, “god yes, just like that.”
While Steve was fucking your throat raw, Eddie wrapped his lips around your swollen clit. He had just started and your thighs were already shaking from the pleasure. Each time you moaned against Steve’s cock, he thrusted more, watching as your eyes water. Eddie's tongue flicked at your clit and you felt your body tense up, you were already so close to cumming and he knew it. He pulled away before you could, laughing at you. “You don’t get to cum until my cock is inside that dripping pussy.” 
Eddie sat up kneeling on the bed so that his cock was right at your pussy, “gonna be full of cock aren’t you?” You felt him tap the tip of his cock against your clit, making you jolt forward and gag around Steve’s cock. 
“Fuck, Eddie do that again.” Eddie listened, making you gag more. “She’s got a great mouth on her.” Steve thrusted his cock in and out of your mouth, his balls pushing against your forehead, just that was enough to make you moan more. 
While you were busy distracted with Steve, Eddie spit in his hand and stroked his cock, getting ready for your tight pussy. He didn’t say anything, just slid in. You practically screamed around the cock in your mouth, not expecting such a thick cock to slide into you. “Think her mouth is great? Just wait until this pussy is wrapped tight around your cock.” He grit his teeth, you were squeezing the life out of him. Eddie grabbed your hips, practically bruising them as he set a fast and brutal pace.
You watched as Steve’s hand came into view and you jumped as you felt him pinch your nose, cutting off all your airways. Your body was jerking, trying to look for any sort of breath. Eddie’s breath hitched as you clenched around him, Steve pinching your nose really doing a number on you. “Awe, look at the poor, baby.” He let up once you had enough, pulling his cock out as well so you could get a good breath. Once satisfied, you brought your mouth back to his cock, needing to feel him again. “You are just so desperate, aren’t you”
Eddie threw his head back, squeezing his eyes shut. “Pinch her nose again, the slut likes it.” Steve did just that, causing your pussy to clench around Eddie’s cock. “Fuck, such a good fucking good for us.”
Steve let go of your nose again, pulling out long enough for you to moan. “E-Eddie, I’m so close.” Your whole body was shaking and you were right on the brink. You opened your mouth for Steve again, him taking home in your warm mouth. Once he was settled in your throat, Eddie’s hand came up to squeeze at it. “Can feel just how well she’s taking you, Stevie. She’s just so cock hungry.” That was enough to send you right over the edge.
Your whole body spamsed as you ograsmed, your nails raked at anything you could get your hands on; your thighs, Eddie’s chest, Steve’s thighs. You pushed away, needing to let out some noise. The only thing that could be heard were your screams as they echoed off Eddie’s trailer walls. “Yes, oh my god, yes.” 
Steve and Eddie watched you unfold in front of them. Eddie was trying his hardest not to cum yet. It was like they were seeing and hearing an angel, they couldn’t take their eyes off you. 
Once you calmed down enough, Eddie leaned over your body, pecking you on the lips. “You did so well, but don’t think we are done yet.” He pulled out of your now sensitive pussy and you winced at the feeling. You didn’t like the feeling of being empty now, you needed more. Eddie walked over to Steve kissing him and reaching down to stroke his cock, “why don’t you stretch her out on your cock now? Get her ready for the both of us.” 
Watching the two of them interact so sexually was new to you. You knew that they’ve hooked up before, but actually seeing it was igniting something inside of you. Your hand moved down your body as you watched Eddie continue to stroke Steve’s cock and Steve suck hickeys onto Eddie’s neck. Your fingers found your clit and rubbed slow circles, your eyes never leaving what was happening before you.
“Liking the show, sweetheart?” Eddie smirked when he caught you doing what you were doing and a blush spread across your face.
“I am absolutely loving it.” You quietly moaned. These two men were going to be the death of you, but you had no complaints.
Steve backed away from Eddie and sauntered over to where your feet were dangling off the bed, turn over for me. “As much as I love Eddie’s hands all over me, tonight is about you.” 
He didn’t even give you time to get up yourself, his hands already flipping you over to your stomach. “It’s my turn to get my cock all nice and wet.” Steve pulled your hips back, allowing you to feel his cock right against your thigh. Eddie stretched you out nicely, but was it enough to fit Steve’s cock inside you?
You closed your eyes as you felt Steve rub his cock up and down your slit. He was using your own cum as lube. “Sure you’re ready for my cock, princess?” The rubbing stopped for a moment as he pushed your back down as far as it would go. “Need this perfect ass high in the air for him.” His big hand came down and spanked it once, making you yelp in pleasure. 
Eddie spoke from a chair in the corner of the room, “our girl likes it rough doesn’t she.” You watched his hand as it stroked his wet cock, squeezing at the tip. Your mouth watered at the sight, but Steve quickly pulled your attention back to him when you felt the pleasurable burn of his cock stretching your pussy around him.
“Fucking hell, Steve.” Your head fell against the pillows, but Steve pulled you back up.
“Need to hear those pretty noises,” He bottomed out and god, you have never felt so fucking full in your entire life. There was a minor sting from how big he was, but it hurt so good. Steve pulled out, only to slam right back in. Your body would’ve fallen forward if it wasn’t for his hands in your hair. “C’mon, I know you can take it, you got to if you’re going to take both of us.”
Both of them? The thought made you moan out loud and both boys laughed at you. “Think she likes that idea, Stevie boy.” Eddie’s voice got closer as he made his way over to you, standing behind Steve. “What do you say I help you out?” You felt Eddie’s fingers slide into next to Steve’s cock and you swore you saw stars behind your eyelids. You have never felt anything like this before and it was amazing.
You and Steve moaned in unison, Eddie’s fingers making you both feel good. “I think she’s ready for us, don’t you Eddie?” They both pulled out and you flopped forward on the bed. You felt spent, but none of you were close to being done.
Steve laid down beside you and helped you throw a leg over his waist. You quickly caught on and straddled him, grinding your pussy against his cock. His face contorted in pleasure and even more so when you grabbed his cock by the base and slowly slid down, “Fuck, atta girl.” 
Eddie came up behind you, pushing you forward so you were laying your whole body against Steve. “Just focus on him, okay?” You felt the tip of Eddie’s cock slide in next to Steve’s and you held your breath. The pain was almost too much for you, but you were trying your best to push through it. “You got this, sweetheart, just relax.” 
To take your mind off the pain, Steve reached down and rolled your clit between his fingers. It must have helped more than you thought because in seconds Eddie had filled you until he had no cock left to give. 
This was all a new feeling and my god, it felt so good once the pain had turned to pleasure. You thought that a cock and fingers made you feel so full, but nothing compared to having two cocks so deep inside your pussy. They both felt your body relax and began to move. Steve pressed his feet into the mattress thrusting up into you, while Eddie grabbed your hips, pulling you back onto his cock.
They set a rhythm. Each time Eddie pulled out, Steve thrusted up. The only thing that could be heard were your loud moans and the grunting of the two boys. Your body has never felt a pleasure like this and you didn’t want it to ever end.
“Need you both to cum in me, please.” You laid your head against Steve’s shoulder and bit at it, trying to hold back more moans. 
“Wanna be a little cumslut?” Eddie yanked your head back by your throat and you just moaned in response.
“I think,” Steve reached up and pinched at your nipples, “Eddie asked you a question.”
“Yes! Yes, I wanna be your little cumslut, please.” Everything happening all at once was making you lose your breath. You could feel the coil tightening in your stomach. Both of the cocks hitting that sweet spot inside you. Before you even had time to react, you saw white. Your whole body lunged forward as you came around both of their cocks, soaking them and dripping onto the sheets below you. Words couldn’t even leave your open mouth, your brain not working properly.
Your orgasm spurred on Steve and Eddie’s. The cocks pulsed inside of you and against one another. The both of them cumming so deep inside of you and so much that it was mixing with yours, making such a wet and sloppy mess. 
It got quiet very quickly, only the breathing of you three could be heard. None of you moved, you all just wanted to feel the euphoric bliss for another moment longer. 
After a bit, Eddie was the first to move, pulling out of you and watching as the cum leaked around Steve’s cock, “I have never seen anything hotter than that.” You could actually feel the cum leak out of you and it made you quietly whine. Eddie lifted you off Steve, gently laying you down. 
“You okay?” Steve pulled you closer to him, resting your head on his chest. You couldn’t really give a verbal answer, just nodding your head with a big smile plastered on your face. Eddie spread your legs apart and cleaned you up with a clean down from the bathroom. “Just let Eddie and I take care of you.” Steve pressed a kiss to your forehead and handed you a water bottle from the side table.
You drank it quickly, needing to replenish the energy in your body. You felt Eddie lay on the other side of you, wrapping an arm around your sweaty body. “You squirted for us.” He pressed a kiss to the back of your neck.
“R-really?” You hid your face in your hands. You have never done something like that before.
Steve pried your hands away and gave you a reassuring smile, “no need to be shy now. Eddie and I loved it.” You felt Eddie nod his head in agreement, sleep taking over his body. “The quicker we nap, the quicker we can do this all over again.
Your body was spent, it was covered in bruises from hands grabbing at you and welts from the spankings. Everything felt so sore, but so good all at once. You were glad that you had markings, it made it easier for you to remember this night, as if you could ever forget it. 
The three piled together in a sweaty, cuddly mess. Steve and Eddie rubbing calming hands over your body, relaxing you from what they put you through. It was the calm after the storm, so to speak. You couldn’t wait to do this again, you’re sure this is the best night of your life. They claimed you tonight and you wouldn’t have it any other way.
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WSG gang I'm the same person the wanted bent over Zayne and I'm BACK GANG🤪(I can't get enough of this man I want a whimper audio) (JKJK K GUYS IM KIDDING/hj)
You NEED to hear me out (I'm basically merging ideas I've seen on Tumblr about love and deepspace into 1 idea)
Imagine always being curious about how a stethoscope works and therefore you attempt to experiment
Getting almost naked with the exception of you wearing Zayne's black coat thingy (you know what I'm talking about its the coat from his all black outfit SPECIFICALLY) and the stethoscope while riding his pillow and keeping the stethoscope in your chest to hear your heart rate and also since he was just taking SOOO LOOONG to get back and you just couldn't help yourself, you needed something to distract yourself
CRYING FROM HOW GOOD IT FEELS BUT ALSO THE SHAME AND GUILT OF DOING IT WHILE HE'S NOT HERE AND FOR MESSING UP HIS PILLOW AND HE CATCHES YOU DOING THAT AND YOU JUST START SOBBING EVEN MORE FROM EMBARRASSMENT
(I'm a very sensitive person if I'm too embarrassed or guilty I will cry and I feel like a few people can agree with me)
I'll probably become a regular so I think it would be funny to be identified in some way
PERCUSSIONIST CORE ILL GO WITH THIS
-🥁 anon
my first emoji anon, nice to meet you 🥁 !! getting caught by zayne would also have me bursting into tears LMFAO enjoy! sorry i took so long to get to this, ty for your patience! i was blanking out on what to write for this.
because imagine, innocently, you picked up the spare stethoscope he always had draped on the back of his chair. you've always wondered how it worked, and wheter or not the accuracy of it was to be evaluted and trusted, so you thought, why not test it out? he was supposed to be gone for the night, having gotten called in to perform an emergency operation on a patient, so what he doesn't know can't hurt him, right?
but you're so desperate and needy without him. wearing nothing but his coat that has you swimming, no, drowning in his scent. your head was foggy with the thought of him, and only him. you knew you shouldn't, but you unabashedly grabbed the pillow he used to sleep on, inhaling the scent of his shampoo mixed in with his natural smell, a blend of soft pine and something sweeter before you experimentally bucked your hips against the soft fabric.
you let out a soft, unexpected moan of how the material fanned over your hot core, cool satin brushing against your sensitive clit. with the stethoscope pressed up against your chest and snug in your ears, you could hear how your heart rate picked up. drawing in a shaky breath, you thrusted your hips again, biting back moans as you allow yourself to go at a greedier pace, slick sliding out of your messy cunt onto the pillow.
it feels good, almost too good. the thrum and rhythm of your heart matching the pace of your legs as the soft sensation and even pressure across your needy cunt had you aching with need. the scent of his coat only had you dizzier, and you distantly and desperately wished he was here, hiccuping through tears as you your conscience nags at you for dampening his pillow he had just washed.
you were so lost in your own thoughts and daydreams of him being the one fucking you from underneath you seemed to have missed the way the bedroom door had been swung open. it was only when you looked up, hazy eyes suddenly widening with alarm as blue eyes locked onto yours.
your entire body stilled.
"no, go on," he says, having the audacity to smirk.
you feel tears well up in your eyes, cheeks flushing from embarrassment as you let out another whiny, broken sob. saving you from further humiliation, you hear the shuffling of his feet as his positions himself promptly behind you. unzipping his pants and pulling out his hardon, he shoved in the whole of his cock without hesitation. you let out another estranged cry at the sensation of your walls being pried open, and within seconds fucking you back into the pillow you had been humping moments prior.
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