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st4rrth0ughts · 2 months

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Aventurine being so jealous you have to fuck him stupid. ♣️🎲

tw, cw: creeps looking at your body!! (dw they don't watch you fuck, you just look so pretty, like you are irl <3), dom bot aven to sub bot, breeding, jealous sex, 69 position, mating press (can you tell i like that), riding, reader is aven's bodyguard (I have an obsession with it), calling him a brat, implied consensual somnophillia, overstimulation, womb fucking, clothed sex (reader has pants, aven has shirt), dumbfication, and last of all, marriage talk <33

Its no secret he loves to spoil you. Suits, jewelry, delicacies that he personally gets his hands on, Aventurine has the money for your heart's desire. Earnings from the IPC and from his nightly gambling games allow him to spend it freely on you, as much as you insist it is unnecessary. He doesn't mind it, why spend it on himself when he can spend it on someone and beautiful and adorable as you? But even then, there are those who just cannot take the hint that your his. And sometimes, he needs you to remind him that you'll never, ever leave him.

He's not a easily jealous. Aventurine knows your his. and that he's yours. Anyone with so much as a brain could see that. But this time… he cant hep but wonder. It was just another one of his impulse shopping trips to buy you a new suit to your growing collection. He watches as the curtain of the dressing room just- barely covers you. The shoppers, men and women alike, all stop to watch you take off the outer layer, revealing that pretty lace shirt he knows you love. He's not surprised at the fact that the behind of the shirt reveals your back, showing your toned muscles and those faint scars he traces his fingers over every night. Watching those eyes ogle at you when when he's paying for your clothes, the lustful jealousy in his eyes doesn't go unnoticed by you.

The moment you reach home, he's on you, grunting as he pulls off your suit and shirt, the soft chuckles of pure amusement from you making him glare as he pushes you down, grabbing your belt and throwing it off the bed. Soft pants escaping his throat as he pulls down his pants and underwear, too impatient to take them off completely as he rubs his clit over your cock once its just barely free. Your hand reach out to grab his waist and just start fucking him, but he slaps them away.

"You only touch me when your about to cum , got it?"

Aeons, he's so beautiful when he's being such a bossy brat, it makes your dick harder. That doesn't go unnoticed, as he slams himself onto you, making both of you gasp. His hips move painfully slow, your eyes watching hungrily as his folds swallow your length, how his diamond pupils dilate while he rides you, grunts and moans of 'your mine, only- nfh- i get to ride this- Gnh- pretty cock-!'. Your his. His bodyguard, his handsome lucky charm, his lover behind closed walls. How dare anyone think otherwise, much less lay their eyes on your ethereal body?

The command for you to not lay your hands on him until your about to cum doesn't matter to you. Does the brat think he has control over you? In public, he does, your his bodyguard, of course you follow what he does. But in the bedroom? Behind closed doors, its you who controls him. Grabbing his waist and pulling him off your cock, which makes the gambler whine out as the sudden emptiness, and setting his cunt on your lips, his mouth right beside your cock.

'So greedy…' you think to yourself as our tongue plunges into his folds, lapping at the slick and sucking his clit, while he gags on your length, tip hitting the back of his throat as he whimpers from your ministrations. Pulling away to catch his breath, a sharp shriek escapes his throat when you pinch his clit as punishment, the tip of your tongue prodding that sweet bundle of nerves making his thighs shake as he desperately rub his cunt on your mouth. Although there's the lack of warmth from his mouth on your dick, your not complaining if you get to hear the way Aventurine squeals when he squirts in your waiting mouth.

Pushing your dick into his slick pussy, as he whines and covers his face in embarrassment at the fact that he was supposed to be the one to give you instructions, he was supposed to be the one to give you orders on how to fuck him, not the other way around! But all thoughts fly out of the window the moment your hips snap up, his back arching instantly as he gasps and writhes from how fucking big you are, pretty purple eyes widening as he watches your dick bulges in his belly. You move just a little closer, and he nuzzles against your shoulder blade, soft whines of 'please, fuck me already..!' making the last bit of self control you had snap. He was not going to walk tomorrow.

Pressing his legs to his chest, and plunging your length deep intpo his cunt, ignoring his weak gasps as he scrambles to find purchase, settling to hold your neck for dear life as you fuck him so ahrd into the mattress he's seeing stars, loud wails of 'Nnhh-! Ooh--!! Too deep, too de- Ghk--!!' going ignored as your cock slams into his cervix, his knees pressing flush against his bite and kiss littered chest, the gambler's eyes rolling back as he cums again, hands moving to grasp at your back, eyes rolling back as you fill him, aeons- he can swear to the Amber Lord themselves that he can feel your cum filling him p so nicely. He just couldn't help but beg for more, how cute.

Turning him over onto his stomach, and pressing your body on top of his, his smaller frame being completely trapped down on the bed, his lewd sounds muffled by the pillow as he tried to buck his hips back on your, the new position allowing your cock to push right into his womb, he can just feel your length so, so deep in him, that he had to bite his lips to stop any loud shrieks from escaping him. But you didn't like that. Yanking his hair, forcing his head back and letting those pretty, pornographic cries escape him just made your movements faster. The gambler's pretty pupils blow into hearts, a loud moan escaping him as he creamed all over your cock, head falling back onto the pillow as his eyes closed, cum spilling out of his pussy and a lovely, fucked dumb expression on his face, soft pleas of 'hng…i wan more, love, please? wan you to fill me again…' Well, maybe you could go for a few more rounds before running a bath…

When he comes to, he's in the bath with you, leaning against your muscular body, in warm water with a lovely candlelight ambience. Strange, you never really went so far to make a aftercare bath so… extravagant, as much as you always make it the best for him. Just when he's about to ask you, you beat him to it. As he stares at a beautiful gold ring adorned with a precious aventurine(heh) gem in the middle that you were holding out in front of him shyly, as the gambler glances back teary eyed a he watched you, his normally stoic bodyguard, stammer over your words. You don't even have to finish, he's already holding you close, grinning like a idiot as he agreed to your proposal. You were finally his, and he was finally yours.

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upsidedownwithsteve · 7 months

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Steve Harrington x fem!reader

requested by anon 18+

“Oh my god. Oh my god, I- ohgodohfuckohfuck-”

You grinned, hips never faltering, relishing in the way the boy beneath you squirmed and clutched at your hips, blunt nails digging into the dough there. You hoped he’d leave marks, evidence of the way had the king of Hawkins falling apart beneath you.

You rode him into his bed, naked in the daylight, the burst of Saturday afternoon sun coming in from his open curtains and the hazy light hitting your naked bodies made it all the more real. Steve was sunkissed and pink, tanned from the summer, flushed from the way you rolled your hips over his, hands pushed to his chest to keep him pinned down for you. The boy could easily overpower you, you knew that. Steve knew that.

But fuck, if it wasn’t more fun to let you have the control.

“S’wrong, Stevie?” You cooed, choking man your own moan when his cock kicked up inside of you at the sound of your voice. “It’s good right? You’re not gonna come already, are you?”

Steve groaned, pink lips parted and swollen from the way you’d kissed him against his front door, a scramble up his staircase as you led him with a finger tucked into the collar of his shirt. He was a mess, wild looking and pliant underneath you, head tipped back onto his pillows, brow scrunched up, eyes closing every time you took his cock a little deeper. He was huge, almost too big to take and his reputation did him well. Thick and nudging up in all the right spots, he’d stretched you out with a pleasurable sting as you’d sunk down on him.

“Fuck,” he hissed, nails raking down your thighs, grabbing at you to stop moving, just for a second, so he could collect himself. “No, nononono, jus’ gimme— shit! Gimme a minute, honey.”

You cooed again, soft noises leaving your lips as you leaned down to kiss him, dotting affection over his cheeks and chin, marvelling at how hot his skin was, how he whined and gasped at each touch. He was looking yo at you like a god, like something to be worshipped, like something to be revered. And maybe in the glow of the afternoon light, that yellow, gold shine across his sheets, they’d exactly what he wanted to do.

“Thought you were King Steve, huh? Thought you got all girls, handsome?” You didn’t offer much reprieve, immediately rolling your hips again, a steady back and forth, crying out when Steve swore, bucking himself up into you like he couldn’t help it. He was unwinding, a pretty little toy ready to burst, all pink and honey, caramel hair and brown sugar eyes.

“S’been a while,” Steve murmured and he sounded drunk, he sounded dazed. He blinked, pupils blown wide as his gaze settled on your bare chest, the peak of your nipples, the dip in your waist, the way his cock was nestled tight and hot inside your cunt. “And you’re so pretty, Jesus, you’re so fuckin’ pretty, you know that? Can’t help it, I need to—”

Steve grunted at he grabbed at you, jaw clenching at he canted up, hips drilling into you until you were the one crying out for him. He came a little soon after that, groaning your name like it was something holy, hiding his face in the crook of your neck as you smoothed down his messy hair. He was pink cheeked, surprised at his own reaction, at how much he came, how sloppy he’d gotten, murmuring apologies into your skin with depserate kisses and the promise to make it up to you as he crawled down your body, pressing you into the mattress this time. His mouth was as eager as his cock, his tongue just as talented.

And he did make it up to you.

Twice.

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lewsnumerounofan · 2 months

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rafe groaned too this time, corded neck falling back as you dragged over his crotch. you couldn’t help yourself—you let your lips fall to his tan skin, kissing and sucking below his ear as his hips began to meet yours.

he jolted, as if shocked, at the warm press of your tongue. hands on your hips now, he guided them forward and back, heady, desperate moans canting from his red mouth.

you were crazy. seeing him like this, hearing the low, urgent sounds from his throat: you felt powerful. for once in your relationship you felt in control. drawing back enough to watch the way his steel blue eyes fluttered you tsked at his heavy breathing.

“that feel good baby?”

the sound that left his parted lips would haunt you for the rest of your life. his hips stuttered, pupils wide as they watched you. like a fucking puppy.

you let your nails rake over his scalp, tugging his head to one side so you could kiss up his throat, his bobbing adams apple. at his ear you whispered, “you look so pretty like this, rafe.”

~ little excerpt from childhood friends to lovers angst fic coming soooooon ;) lmk if u wanna b added 2 taglist

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tojisun · 10 months

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you on my lips

avatar!jake sully x fem human!reader

!! smut - minors dni; size kink; fingering; thigh fucking (central ‘plot’ point); hinted age gap; so much petnames; no actual penetration sorry about that teehee // 2.7k words

: a1 jake is making ‘notha appearance because i luv him so much; i genuinely forgot that avatars cant breathe human air or smthn so i may have fucked up the setting so ignore that; just jake being so in love with you n fucking ur thighs <333 hope u guys would like this!!; title is from taco truck - lana

jake presses your bare legs together, watching the way your plush flesh dimple at his touch, before folding them to your front, quiet hums of praises rolling off his lips when you follow his lead, your tensed legs turning into jelly – so malleable to his touch.

you press your face on the inside of your arm, avoiding his eyes, feeling shy at how easily he could manhandle you. you feel so exposed like this; so vulnerable in his arms. he is so much bigger than you now, so much stronger. there is a pooling desire expanding in the pit of your stomach at the realization, overwhelming all of your senses, because you love this.

you love the feeling of being helpless in his arms; the feeling of having someone be in control of yourself – your desires, your pleasure, your body.

a quiet whimper makes it past your lips and it is too humiliating to acknowledge because jake has yet to even do anything but here you are, a weeping wreck of crazed arousal. you are sure that with his new heightened senses, he could probably smell the want rolling off of you.

you hear jake click his tongue. “don’t hide from me, sweetheart.”

you shake your head, your breath hitching when jake presses close, his pelvis rutting against your ass. even through your lace panties and jake’s loincloth, you can already feel his erect cock, hard and heavy and long. you bite off a pleading sigh that threatens to spill from your lips, still feeling shy at having your body contorted to jake’s command.

you jump when a resounding smack lands on the back of your thigh, your skin stinging from the sudden slap.

“jake!” you cry, looking at him with a pout and a feeble glare.

jake just grins at you anyway. “finally looking at me?” he rubs at your stinging skin, offering comfort.

you sniff, wanting to look away again just to spite him, but jake looks so beautiful, you are sure that not even eywa can force you to look away from him.

he is tall and blue and distinctly not a human, but god you can still see the man you’ve loved in this new body he is gifted with. the same smirk, the same lilting voice teasing you without any rest, the same curious eyes.

“what’s got you so distracted, kid?” he asks, his palms kneading the back of your thighs, flicking his gaze between your supple skin and your glinting eyes, looking so enamoured with your smaller being.

“you,” you whisper, blinking at him. “always you.”

your quiet admission has him inhaling sharply, his teasing touches pausing like he didn’t expect your honesty.

“yeah?” he murmurs, his gaze focusing on you, pools of amber shining with untapped ferocity.

you nod, beginning to fidget with your shirt, feeling breathless at the sinking notion that this na’vi warrior before you has successfully caught his prey.

slowly, like he doesn’t want to spook you, jake’s hands trail lower down the back of your thighs, his thicker and longer fingers teasing the hems of your panties. you bite your bottom lip, anticipation coursing through you, holding your breath when he finally tugs them down, letting them pool around your squeezed thighs.

you whimper as the cool air hits your damp pussy, your tender skin is so sensitive that you can already feel yourself twitching, your clit slowly hardening. jake’s eyes immediately fall to your cunt, amber pupils dilating in hunger, spelling danger.

delicious danger.

“you smell so good, baby,” jake murmurs, his voice is quiet and rumbling, almost like he is afraid of breaking the mood that is building between you two.

you choke on your whine but jake doesn’t seem to notice, still enraptured by your cunt; you watch the way his ears flatten onto his skull, his tail thrashing behind him in excitement. you are glad that you have this effect on jake, but you are feeling so desperate. so needy.

you need him, anything he has to give – his touch, his love.

“jake, please,” you say, your cheeks burning when he flicks his eyes back to you.

“shit, yeah,” he replies in a rush, hiking your panties higher from your thighs, to your legs, until he is throwing them somewhere behind him. “need me bad, don’t you, baby?”

you nod, not knowing what else to say, not truly trusting yourself with any more words, afraid that if you were to open your mouth you would just end up whining for his cock.

jake presses your legs close and folds them to your chest again. one of his hands reaches out to cup your face, rubbing soothing nothings along your cheek, before he is bending down to kiss you.

the kiss is messy, filthy, jake’s wider tongue is forced into your mouth and you moan, not used to the feeling. he lets go of your cheek, warm palm tickling your neck before drifting into the space between you two, teasing touches making you tremble, before he’s finally reached your pussy.

the first touch of his fingers has you keening, the sound reverberating in the kiss and being engulfed whole by jake. you turn your head away, the kiss breaking, as you struggle to breathe properly amidst jake’s teasing touches on your hardened clit.

“shh,” jake whispers, nosing along your neck. “i’ve barely touched you but look at you squirming.” a satisfied growl ripples from his throat, the sound causing goosebumps to rise along your skin.

“god i missed this – missed you,” he murmurs, two of his fingers playing with your folds, pushing them apart before another finally presses in, sinking knuckle deep.

you choke at how further he can reach into you, your lungs constricting at the feeling. it’s foreign. different. but it’s so damn good.

jake crooks his finger, pressing along your walls, before he’s pulling out and thrusting in again.

“jake,” you sigh. “missed you too.” you are elated at finally being touched but you also know it is not enough.

you feel his grin on your neck before he’s pulling up to look at you fully. “you’re so beautiful, kid.”

you couldn’t even reply before jake’s adding another finger, the stretch making you gasp, your body jolting in surprise. his fingers aren’t just long, they’re also thicker now, and two of jake’s na’vi fingers easily feel like three.

you keen, your body trembling at the edging pleasure – they feel too much and not enough at the same time.

“shit, baby, you just clamped down on me.” he chuckles amidst his fingers curling in your pussy, gliding along your walls with familiarity. “what’d i give to feel this around my cock right now.”

the reminder of jake’s cock has you keening; want and need thrumming along your veins.

“want that!” you sob, your voice barely even louder than the wet sounds of jake bullying his fingers in your tiny pussy.

jake clicks his tongue, shaking his head, some of his braids falling from his hair tie to frame the sharp edges of his face. “we can’t, baby girl. no proper lube – you’ll get hurt.” a whine rumbles from his throat like the thought alone hurts him. “don’t want t’hurt you, baby. never.”

you sniffle, nodding even amidst the disappointment coursing through you. “s’okay,” you say. “love you.”

jake smiles, his hand pausing, ripping a disgruntled groan from you, but his ears flick in attention and his tail sways happily anyway. “i love you too.”

you reach a hand to wrap around jake’s wrist, seeing how little you could cover with your palm, before you flick your eyes at him. “more, jake, please. ‘m close.”

jake’s nose twitches, his head dipping to the side in thought. you almost groan and punch him, impatience slowly overpowering the remaining echoes of pleasure thrumming in you, but jake is already moving before you could. wordlessly, he pulls his fingers from your wet cunt and immediately begins to rip his loincloth from his hips.

you know he’s big but nothing could still prepare you for jake’s fully-hard cock, your gasp being engulfed by the low moan that reverberated from the base of his throat. you watch as he continues to touch himself, your chest burning when you realized that he’s using the same hand that had been fucking you.

the sight of jake’s eyes furrowed close, his face warping in pleasure as he continues to fuck his fist, has you clenching on nothing. the reminder angers you, seeing jake being unfair – you haven’t even cum.

“jake, me too. i wanna feel good too,” you say, sounding petulant even to your own ears.

jake flicks his eyes to you, his smirk looking more like a snarl. “of course, sweetheart.” he grabs your legs again, pushing them back to your chest, exposing your cunt to him.

“can’t believe i can’t fuck this pretty thing,” he says, swiping a finger along your wet folds.

you hiss at the unexpected touch, glaring at him only for your heart to stutter and excitement to bloom right from the pit of your stomach when you see jake lining himself up between your thighs.

oh.

“oh,” you repeat out loud, your eyes going wide, your lungs going breathless as a hammering desire flooded over you completely.

jake hums, looking so animalistic in his excitement as his heated gaze rove over your body before climbing up to meet your eyes. “ain’t this perfect, kid?”

you nod, your bottom lip trapped between your teeth. jake watches, enthralled, when you let go of your spit-slicked lip.

“very,” you murmur, and you watch as jake trembles at hearing your breathy whimper.

look at what you do to him.

you watch with bated breath as jake lines himself between your legs. the tremors overtaking your body are just faint but you know he can see just how much you are anticipating this.

there is something so intimately different with getting your thighs fucked. it feels unusual, odd, but the weight of jake’s cock sliding along your thighs and rutting just above your hardened nub feels too good. it’s a different type of pleasure, a different type of intimacy, but you react just as blissed out as though jake’s burying his cock in your cunt.

you hiccup, knowing jake could feel the thrum of your arousal, feeding off of it as he continues to hump his cock between your thighs, running the underside of it along your wet folds.

“jesus, kid,” he groans, his wide hands wrapped around your soft thighs, careful not to squeeze too hard even when he is overwhelmed with pleasure. “how could y’r thighs feel so good ‘round me?”

he grinds his cock along your folds again as he says this, bumping the head of his cock onto your nub, the muted pleasure making your back arch. jake pulls out only to repeat the slide, purposefully hitting your sensitive clit to coax muffled gasps out of you.

“look at me,” he murmurs, reverence tinging his voice. “c’mon, kid. need t’see y’r pretty eyes.”

you blink up at him, trying to focus your gaze past your wet-clamped lashes to look at jake’s bigger body. he looks so good while he’s in the throes of pleasure: his lips are pulled in a snarl, his teeth gritted together to contain his growls.

jake’s muscles ripple as he hoists your legs up, exerting effort to push them together after feeling the way you’ve turned putty in his hold, grunting in appreciation when he drives his cock along the meat of your thighs again.

“there she is.” jake grins when your eyes finally focus on him. “y’should see how y’look, baby. so fucking beautiful. tiny. you could ruin me, y’know that kid?”

you nod, your voice busy with whispered moans, feeling the ache of having been edged for so long slowly engulf you.

“jake,” you sob, stretching your arms out to hold onto his wrists. “need more.”

jake curses, his stuttering thrusts returning with vigour.

“i know baby,” he replies, folding himself over you to plant kisses along your throat. “jus’ gon come on these pretty thighs then i’ll take care of you, yeah?”

he sinks his teeth on the supple of your skin, tearing a startled moan out of you. a particularly rough thrust drags his cock along your cunt again, the wetness of your folds making for a smoother glide. and the sounds, god, it’s all so filthy.

jake detaches his teeth from your neck, running his tongue over the sensitive skin, enjoying just how deep the indents are. you tremble, feeling so lightheaded from the way jake is using you.

because that’s just it, isn’t it?

your body, all of it, is for jake’s pleasure.

“jake!” you squeal, as if the knowledge of being his to use heightened the muted bliss centred on your wet folds.

“i know, yawne, i know.” his words are murmured on your skin, the na’vi endearment making you jolt.

yawne. yawne.

“your yawne,” you declare, your quiet voice gathering strength for this.

you feel jake’s lips smile from where they are pressed on your skin. “yeah, sweetheart. my yawne. mine.”

he pulls himself up, kissing your shoulders, your knees, then your legs as he does so. you two are quiet as he begins to thrust harder, resounding thwap-thwap-thwaps echoing in the space between you two. your hushed whimpers are almost drowned out by jake’s low moans; his warm hands still gripping the flesh of your thighs.

you reach a hand down to play with your clit, chasing a semblance of jake’s intense pleasure. you are quiet as you do so, but jake’s eyes still snap open, his intense gaze turning to watch you.

allured by his unwavering attention, you flick your nub with your fingers as though putting on a show for him. your chest heaves every time jake’s cockhead bumps with your hand, and he groans at the new feeling, his erratic thrusts turning faster, shorter, choppier.

“‘m close, sweetheart,” jake utters, his voice ringing loud and startling you.

you peer at him through your lashes. “cum on me, please.”

you didn’t expect your words to finally push him into his orgasm but you watch as jake curses, his body freezing, his back bending forward, before spurts of cum spray between your thighs and to your stomach.

“fuuuck, sweetheart,” jake moans, his eyes shut close to savour his orgasm.

you watch as he heaves, breathy moans falling from his lips, before his eyes blink open; his pupils are blown wide, the ambers of his irises having turned into thin rings. you see the way his eyes are unseeing, still dazed out because of his orgasm.

you giggle despite your delirium, dismissing him to swipe your fingers from your clit to your belly. jake turns, watching you dip your fingers to the splash of cum pooled on your stomach, his eyes dilated in interest when you pull your hand up to spread your fingers apart. his ears flick, ashamed at seeing his seed web around your fingers.

“jesus, kid,” he says, shaking his head, sounding so winded amidst his disbelief.

you grin at him as you wipe your hand on your shirt. “my turn, jake.”

jake returns your grin, his body going straight and his tail whipping in excitement. “of course, yawne,” he coos. “i didn’t forget.”

jake pulls his cock out, tiny shivers wracking his body at the overstimulation, before he inches away from you. you watch with bated breath as he bends down, pulling your legs apart as he does so, and dips his head low.

he runs his tongue along his teeth, slowly and deliberately. your lips part for a gasp, excitement thrumming in your veins when you realized what jake’s planning to do.

jake chuckles, shaking his head. “my smart yawne. be careful of my tswin, okay?”

you can only manage a nod, your voice fraying along with your mind.

“good girl.” then, jake descends on you, his promise ringing in your head.

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aaizawashouta · 8 months

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Taste Of Your Name

pairing: kakashi hatake x fem!reader

word count: 2k

summary: you call, kakashi answers. always.

warnings: smut (18+, minors dni) all porn no plot, fingering, titty sucking, small mention of blood, p in v, creampie

He leans against the doorframe with his hungry eyes watching you. You’re beautiful as always. Moonlight cascading across your naked body while it withers in the middle of the bed, hand buried three fingers deep between your legs. You don’t know he’s there, not yet. He’s enjoying the show. You’re desperate, it’s oozing out of you, clinging to you like the sweat that glistens your skin.

Whimpers and small groans fall from chapped lips. He watches as your head falls back against the pillows. Fingers pinching, pulling, and rolling at your perked, sensitive nipple. Hips canting into the air, rutting against your hand. It’s not enough. You cannot do it yourself. You bring yourself to the edge but have nothing that’ll push you over. He smirks at the pitiful whine, the tears that finally break free. A string of curses escape you as your hand moves faster, pushing up on your tiptoes to chase something.

His name falls from your lips when your free hand finally makes its way to your clit. It’s a desperate, agonzing sound. Kakashi. It makes his cock throb. He’s been hard as a rock since he entered the house. You’re like a siren’s call. It makes his blood vibrate. The sound of his name on your lips. His beaconing and his undoing. You don’t want anyone else, and he cannot deny you. Not as you sat there thinking of him, tears streaming down your cheeks in frustration.

“Kakashi,” you moan lightly, as you flick your finger around your clit, teasingly, gently. His name is a plea, a prayer.

You hiss through your teeth as you gently rub circles around your nub. Eyes squeezed shut tight, teeth digging into your bottom lip. Kakashi can see how tense you are. You’re shaking, wanting to snap. Softly he trailed his fingers up your legs adding more pressure as he got closer to your thighs, closer to the heaven that awaited him. His lips twitched when his favorite little line formed between your eyebrows. Confusion coloring your face. Hot breath fans against your inner thighs, he’s successfully made it up the bed, his face inches from where your hand is slowly coming to a stop. Opening your eyes and lifting your head, your eyes lock with his own. A satisfied groan leaves you when he pulls down his mask and kisses your thigh. His teeth scrape over the sensitive flesh, a laugh rumbling in his chest when he notices your hand moving faster and faster the closer he gets to your core. All you needed was some motivation.

“Kashi,” you’re begging this time. Wanton, and desperate.

Because it’s him. It’s only him, it’ll always be him. Your breathing is picking up, borderline hyperventilating. He’s got to remind you to breathe. His hand has replaced yours, expert fingers toying with your pert nipples. Back arching with each tug and twist. You’re mumbling–bite, bite, bite. With your own hand busy between your legs, kakashi pushes up on his elbows, licking a trail between the valley of your breasts before sucking one in his mouth. You whimper, hand now tangled in his hair, holding him tight as you push your tit into his mouth. He rolls it in his mouth, tongue flicking at it before sucking. Eyes wide, pupils blown out as he watches you teeter that much closer to the edge.

His hand trails down your stomach, fingers tracing over yours. A grunt escapes him when he realizes you’ve stopped moving it. He tsks at you, pulling himself away from your chest. “Don’t stop,” he commands, his hand gripping your now stilled hand and forcing your fingers back inside. He keeps his hand over yours, controlling the pace. “Come on sweet girl–yes, just like that.”

He watches you for a moment, before lowering himself back down. You jolt at the flat of his tongue running over your nipple. A low groan parting your lips when his teeth finally latch on to it. You’ve always been a sucker for pain. Especially with your nipples being as sensitive as they are. He could make you come just by playing with them alone. Dragging his teeth over the tender flesh, he flicks his tongue over it. How fast can he make you come like this? Applying more pressure to the hand between your legs, it's a race between your fingers and his tongue.

“Kakashi, fuck.”

Your legs are trembling around him, your weight shifting back onto your toes. Chasing, chasing… Kakashi bites down on your nipple, hard. You scream as your orgasm washes over you like a tidal wave. He keeps your nipple in his mouth, suckling at the taste of your blood. He only pulled his mouth away from you when your body collapsed back against the bed. He folded his arms across your stomach, resting his head against them. Your smile is shaky and full of love as you look down your nose at him.

“Couldn’t wait for me to come home, hm?” he asks in amusement.

“I didn’t know what time Lord Sixth would be home. So I took it into my own hands.”

“How’d that work out for you?”

You huff, pushing yourself onto your elbows. “Kashi,”

His eyes harden as he stares you down. Your legs spread wider, foot pushing at his pants trying to make him get the hint. He doesn’t need it. He knows what you’re asking for, what you want. Moving off of you, Kakashi sits back on his knees. His dark eyes never leave you as he removes each article of clothing. Each breath is slow and steady, gentle. It amazes him how you fall into him. Wanting to be shaped and molded into whatever he desires. It had always been that way ever since he met you. He knew he had to have you. The defiance in your eyes that melted away behind closed doors. How you clung to him desperately, begging him to fuck you–to ruin you. Kakashi loved everything about you, and he’s never been afraid to show you. He’d worship at the altar of your body everyday for hours if you’d let him.

Your soft hand wrapping around the length of him pulls him out of his thoughts. A soft hiss escapes between clenched teeth as you pump him, up and down. Thumb smoothing over his leaking head. His eyes blaze when you bring the pad of your thumb to your mouth, swiping your tongue out to get the salty taste of him.

Kakashi hums as he traces the seam of your cunt. He pinches your clit as he rocks against your ass, and you can feel the head of his cock smear against your entrance, nudge and prod until, finally, he sinks to the hilt. You moan, the stretch burning. He’s big. He’s too big. It’s been years and you’ll never get used to the feeling of his cock inside you.

“That’s right, sweetheart. Want to hear the pretty noises fall from that pretty mouth.” Kakashi grits between clenched teeth.

He likes when you’re loud. So fucking talkative when you get stupid off his cock. You have no idea what you’re saying but the words spill out anyway. It does something to his ego. He also knows that if he wasn’t the hokage, all the neighbors would have something to say about it.

Kakashi continues. He doesn't fuck fast, but goes for slow, agonizing strokes that deliberately push into the center of your nerves.Tiny shocks of electricity sparking everytime he meets that spongey spot inside of you. He breathes heavily, grunting when you clench around him. The room is miserably hot. There's sweat beneath your arms and under your tits and you’re raking your nails up his back, fingers slick from the sweat that sticks to him.

He’s taking his time with you, making sure you feel it. Worshiped. Treasured. His heart and soul.

“Good girl. Fuck, you're so fucking gorgeous.”

“Fuck,” you gasp when kakashi drives further, clamping his hand down on your waist to hold you steady. “Kashi,”

He pauses, and the punishing drag of his cock halts only to pulse and throb in the clutch of your pussy. Pusling, warm walls tightening around the thick of him. You bury your fingers into his muscular shoulders. You need the movement. You need him to keep going because he’s just getting bigger, stretching you in the most delicious way, pushing you to your limit.

“Sweetheart,” Kakashi murmurs as he palms at your cheek. You lift your gaze to his, and something tightens inside your chest. Kakashi's eyes are clearer than they’ve ever been. An all knowing intelligence that sees straight into your soul. The prettiest gems you’ve ever seen.

kakashi leans forward, his lips roughly catching yours. It’s the first time he’s kissed you since he left this morning. A silent kiss to your temple while you were half asleep in this very bed. The warmth of him swallows you whole. You’re overwhelmed but it’s still somehow not enough. It’s like he knows — he can feel it humming in your veins. Rough hands flip you, face now buried in your sheets, ass up for display. You hear Kakashi groan at the sight, a light smack to your ass cheek. You keen, pushing yourself closer, head tipping back in pleasure. “Fuck,”

You gasp, wet and broken, and completely filthy.

“That’s it—,” Kakashi mumbles against you, the head of cock brushing against your seam. It makes your toes curl — the perfect mix of not enough and too much, and —

Kakashi's teeth dig into your skin, leaving bruises behind. It makes you whine. Little secrets that litter your skin. He’s pulled you up on your knees, hand wrapped snugly around your throat.Hard eyes burn into yours as you get fucked from behind. He thrusts harder, rougher until your hand is wrapped around his wrist trying to hold you steady. He’s fully claiming you. Cock punching into the deepest part of you. Your head is empty, full of nothing but Kakashi, of Kakashi.

It’s burning low in your belly. A fire trying to escape, engulf you whole from the inside out. Moans are pouring out of you with every thrust. Each one more brutal than the last. Walls clenching tight around him, you can feel him grunting against the nape of your neck.

“kakashi, I–” you're cut off by a whimper when he reaches that hard to reach spot deep inside you. Over and over again, you feel it coming, your orgasm is going to come crashing down and you’re ready to bask in it.

“You going to come on my cock, sweetheart?” Kakashi murmurs into your hair.

Your mouth opens but nothing comes out. Kakashi cocks his head, teeth dragging against your neck. You swallow, feeling his knowing grin take over him. “Use your words, baby.” He says, mocking you. “I asked you a question.” Tears are streaming down your face. It doesn’t hurt. You can take it—you can take all of it. You want it, want him. More, more, more.

You come on Kakashi’s cock like a tidal wave, and when you collapse against the bed, your body trembles, heaving desperately for air. Kakashi groans, pulling you up until you’re flush against him. His lips meet yours in a messy kiss, bucking his hips harder until he’s chasing his high right over the ledge with you.

He lets you go, your body going limp as it falls to the bed. His lips quirk up when you let out a tired, satisfied sigh. He falls over you, bracing himself on his forearms so he doesn’t bear his weight down on you. He kisses your forehead, your cheek, under your chin. Turning your head you let his lips mesh with yours. You hum, teeth nipping at his bottom lip. He’s silent as he watches you, his breathing evening out. You stretch out under him, arching your back like a lazy cat. You hum when his thumb strokes your cheek. Eyes opening to look up at him. You push up on your elbows, bumping noses with him.

“Don’t think I’m done with you,” he says, kissing your forehead.

“Wouldn’t dream of it.”

#kakashi x reader #kakashi x you #kakashi smut #kakashi one shot #kakashi fanfiction #naruto fanfiction

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makethatelevenrings · 2 years

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Kinktober Day 4 - Sex Toys

Pairing: Dick Grayson x AFAB!reader

Summary: Could be seen as a follow up to the Fuck up the Friendship series. Dick finally fulfills his promise.

Warning: overstimulation, bondage, if you’re under 18 go tf away!!

Note: we are BACK. the blog is no longer shadowbanned! also I got rearended this week soooo I didn’t write until today haha. Pls enjoy.

The waiting was the worst part.

Dick stood off to the side of the bed, his blue eyes studying your splayed out form. You tested the slack of the silken ropes holding your arms above your head and huffed out a frustrated breath when you realized that, of course, he had tied it with the efficiency of a vigilante. Really, one day you were going to have to ream Bruce out for his paranoid tendencies and the extreme training he put his kids under. Wait, there was no way in hell you were going to discuss Dick’s rope expertise with his father, that’s just opening you up for teas-

A startled gasp escaped your lungs as the pink toy in your cunt jumped to life. Dick had nestled the pretty pink egg-like object between the folds of your pussy and promised you that he would finally fulfill that promise he had made when you first started dating.

You just didn’t think he would be devious enough to get a fucking remote controlled vibrator.

The toy buzzed to life, surging and falling in various waves as he dragged his thumb across the screen of his phone. Dick chuckled at the sight of your arms and legs pulling at the ropes keeping them tied to the bed. Normally, he would pin you down with his strong, steady hand, but he wanted to free his hands this time.

You tried to close your legs against the continuous vibration, but the ropes stopped you. A whine escaped your lips as he increased the vibrations and it was almost embarrassing how you were almost coming right then and there. Dick held the vibration steady and your cunt clenched around the toy. He watched as you futilely strained against the bonds, a smile curling up at the corner of his lips.

Your body tensed and flexed as your first orgasm washed over you and the vibrations were lowered to something more manageable, like a low hum rather than a raging storm. Dick gave you a moment to catch your breath before he pushed the setting up higher and your hips canted up as if following the sensation.

And then you heard it.

Another buzzing.

You barely had a moment to realize what was happening when the wand vibrator landed on your clit and a startled yelp escaped you. Fuck, there was so many sensations happening at one time that you didn’t know what to focus on. It felt simultaneously like too much and not enough. You wanted it so badly.

“Look at how well you’re taking this,” Dick hummed. “I promised you, didn’t I?”

Yeah, he had. And he was a little bitch. He had promised to make you forget your own name, replacing it with his on your tongue. He was succeeding.

Your clit pulsed at the touch of the wand and you grit your teeth at the overwhelming sensation. Orgasm two barreled towards you like a rushing bull and you couldn’t even pause before it consumed you.

Throwing your head back with a shout, your body seized against the constant assault, but Dick wasn’t letting up. Orgasm three followed on the cusp of two and your brain went completely blank and fuzzy around the edges.

“Dick,” you crooned. “Dickie please.”

“One more, baby, you can give me one more.”

You panted out your protest, but you could already feel orgasm four building. You tilted your head to the side so you could see him, your eyes locking with his through the haze of pleasurable tears and brain fog.

“Please, Nightwing.”

His eyes darkened, pupils fully blown from lust and devouring his iris. He slid his thumb down to keep the vibration in a steady line and pressed the wand a little harder against your clit. You came with a wail, cunt seizing against the constant stimulation, and just like that, the vibrations were gone.

Or maybe you had gone completely blank.

Because the next time you blinked, the toys were gone, your hands and feet were untied, and Dick was stroking the soft fabric of a damp washcloth across your heated, sensitive skin. You let out a hiss as the cloth brushed against your aching cunt and he murmured out an apology before leaning down and pressing a kiss to your navel. One of your hands slid through his hair and you stroked your thumb over the shell of his ear.

“Thanks,” you said, voice hoarse. “I needed that.”

“Anytime, babe.”

#kinktober #kinktober 2022 #dick grayson x reader #dick grayson imagine #nightwing x reader #nightwing imagine #dick grayson smut #nightwing smut

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boykingofhellsam · 8 months

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So many told dean that pitting sams soul in would curse sam forever and that he woud be basically be dead that even DEATH warned him and yet.... sam comes back with truama and psychosis.

You telling me that he just got ptsd and psychosis (hallucination/delusions) and thats all? Yall had so much more you could do! Like sam having a speech disorder from not hesring english for so long that it takes him a while to process and form words, that he cant sense pain or that temperatures all feel the same. What about sam losing the ability to see colour or vison entirely since the cage is in a complete void of darkness that everything is always bright because he his pupils are used to being dilated to let in light.

What about sam having way to much knowledge qbout what his organs are doing since he has had them riped out or apart. What about Sam seeing reapers since his soul is bordering on death at every moment. What about Sam not being able to feel anything unless its pain. What about Sam find thing go by too fast because of the time speed on earth being so different from hell. What about Sam acting like Lucifer in moments of distress because Lucifer was always in control and so Sam copies him when trying to mimic authority.

What about Sam becoming mute because his voice is always so raw from screaming. What about Sam always having to sleep with a night light on to remind him hes not in the cage.

#sorry i just want sam to suffer more #im so sorry sam #tw truama #spn #supernatural #sam winchester #lucifer spn

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mysticmellowlove · 1 year

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fuck that yandere so good he ends up in a wheel chair, meaning he cant chase you down the stairs if you escape.or something

warnings; drugging, nasty reader, yandere behaviour, the smallest hint of plot, gn reader, reader has a cock/strap

there was no mercy in your thrusts as you gripped the man's shoulders. his head was pressed into the pillow in front of him, his cries muffled. as you were fucking him your mind kept returning to the photos you found in his desk, ones of you.

in the shower, getting changed, and having one night stands. there was a picture of every possible scandalous situation you had been in. it was clear that he had been following you, watching you. you could see how he's eyes would go hazy when he was watching you. drool escaping from his mouth as you walked across the office.

and yet this wasn't enough for him apparently as he drugged your drink at the monthly work party tonight. if you hadn't been morbidly interested in illicit drugs you would've been on your ass right now.

the only thing you had above him was your tolerance for the date rape drug... and the fact that he was a desperate slut that wanted you to ruin him. he had guided you home, his hands wandering wantonly down your body as soon as he had pulled you from the cab.

fingers in your hair as he dug in his pants for his keys. mouth on your skin as he stripped the both of you down. it was only after he had you naked that you pushed him to the bed and punished him with a hard hand.

sure he had been surprised but now there was nothing he could do. he was gone, too gone to care what was going on around him. too gone to care about the red marks on his ass, the bloodied lines marking his back.

his voice was raw as he screamed out for you, a chorus of how good you were driving into him, how he knew you'd make him feel good, how he wanted to be a perfect little toy for you.

you couldn't help the smirk that rose to your face as you grabbed his hair and tugged his head off the pillow. taking control back felt intoxicating, especially after he'd been stalking you for ages. the balls he must've had to finally make a move...

his ass was going to jail, right after you thoroughly destroyed him.

"look at how pathetic you are. trying to one up me and then fucking it up." your voice was harsh as you snapped your hips forwards. a breathy sigh left his mouth as he nodded his head dumbly. his limbs were shaking from overexertion and overstimulation.

your laugh echoed through the room as you let his head drop down again. it landed in such a position that you were able to see his blissed out face, his blown out pupils.

a flush had overtaken his skin as his mouth hung open, drool dripping down to his chin. the area around his eyes were slick as well with his tears. while his mouth was moving there were no words coming out, his mind was too gone to actually make anything other than keening sounds.

your free hand returned to his hip, using the new leverage to pick him up. with the new angle you were able to fuck into him deeper. you sighed in relief at the feeling, the force of your thrusts bringing you closer to climax.

with a particularly harsh thrust you felt yourself release, a wave of clarity washing through you. he came as well, a silent scream as his eyes slid shut. his body jolted as a weak sigh left him. you felt how heavy he was when you let his hips drop.

at the contact his cock made with his sheets he shuddered, a weak cry leaving his mouth. you could see how he was struggling to move his head in your direction, a clear confusion in his eyes.

you only grinned as you pulled yourself from the bed. you felt the exhaustion as well but you were far from incapacitated, not like he was.

"and here you were thinking your plan to drug me worked. poor baby, did I fuck you too good? can't walk huh? shame..." you had to hold your laughter in as he tried to peel himself from the bed only for his muscles to give out.

"don't leave..." he managed to slur out, his words drawn long and hardly legible. a scoff left you as you turned on your feet.

"no chance in hell, i may not be drugged but I'm sure under the influence. maybe I'll decide to keep you by morning but for now?" you turned your head just enough to make eye contact with him.

"i hope you burn in hell." his mouth dropped open as his eyes shined with new tears, this time for a completely different reason. you mocked him by cooing before you let his bedroom door slam shut.

the next morning your boss didn't show up for the meeting, apparently he had called in sick but you knew he was perfectly fine. though you doubted that he'd been able to make it out the door with the force you had used to put him in his place.

"hey? didn't you leave with him last night?" one of your coworkers asked. you only shook your head.

"nah, i was sloshed remember." no one saw the knowing look on your face as everyone settled in for the meeting. a hum left your mouth as you pulled out your computer, putting your password in before opening the finances for the past month.

#sub male #sub yandere #gn reader #drabble #ask #love you anon #dom reader

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factual-fantasy · 4 months

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25 asks again :0000 🎄🎄🎄

Never??? What part of my content ever suggested that I would ever draw anything like that??

The snowy forests they tend to camp in are actually the forests attached to Snowdin :0 They tend to end up there a lot <XD No ones found them out there before so they've deemed Snowdin forests a safe camping spot..

I'm not sure what you mean by a cliffhanger. My Octonauts stuff wasn't following a timeline or anything. I was just goofing around and drawing what ever I felt like.

If you're talking about the crab comic? I abandoned that comic on a cliff hanger because I didn't like how I wrote the comic and I didn't feel like re-writing it. :/ The Captain ends up totally fine in the end so its ok-

(Also thank you! :} )

Thank you! Merry Christmas to you too!! :DDDD 💖🎄💖

It kind'a depends.. what really exhausts him is making multiple mirrors back to back that all lead to different places. And how long he holds them open is also a factor..

Maybe a good guestimate is.. about 5? Maybe if he makes 5 mirrors in less than 3 days that would be enough to completely wipe him out. Maybe even knock him unconscious..

But its okay, the group usually is good at avoiding that scenario. Usually they jump into an AU and stay there for a few days before jumping into a new one. That way Jevil has time to rest and recover.

@couchwow

:DD Thank you! We wish the same to you as well! :}} 🎄💖🔥

Oh yeah, very protective I imagine XD He wouldn't put him down or let him out of his sight for even a second.

@ocinstituterep

I'd like to think he kept it and hung it on his bedroom wall yeah. But Knowing Peso and how much of a sweetheart he is.. I can totally see him giving it to Pinto for a keepsake/to show it off to his friends :}

Only when they're using their magic in someway yeah. :0 The more magic they're using/the more they're straining, the more visible their pupil becomes.

And it can extend to their emotions. The more mentally unstable/emotional/afraid the cat is.. the more cracked and deformed their pupil can become..

@bunny-coffee

Shellington got some angry cousins frfr XDDD

(Post in question)

Ehh.. not exactly.. that situation with that Papyrus ended up getting really dangerous, and really scary, really fast.. They end up fleeing that AU and leave that Papyrus behind.. :(

@fallingbones (post in question)

WWAAAHHAGDG THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! THAT MEANS A LOT TO MEEEEE!!😭😭💖💖💖😭

That's because I was gonna draw a comic revealing her new name but I never got around to it.. 💔

(Still keeping it a secret in case I change my mind lol-)

ACTUALLY! I had an idea that if Jevil rushes a mirror, he just has less control over it and will have no idea where the mirror will end up. And one time Jevil hastily made a mirror and when they jumped though.. they all got dumped into a river 😬 which is very bad for nearly everyone involved-

Seam's chains got caught on a branch and he got stuck while everyone else got swept down stream. He was able to just barely get his chains free and drag himself onto land.

Grillby doesn't die or anything, but boy is it incredibly painful. Thankfully he's able to scramble out of the water rather quickly and collapse on land..

Spamton has a phobia of water so by the time him and Jevil are able to get out he's breaking down from a panic attack :'(

Goner kid cant really swim but she was very lucky and was able to grab onto some branches and scramble out of the water.

Asgore wasn't really in any danger but he did struggle to get out of the water. He was eventually able to latch onto a branch as well and pull himself out.

The group recollected and probably camped out in the nearby forest for a few days to mentally and physically recover from that ordeal-

Upon Googling it, it appears to be a fangame about the yellow soul..? I also saw "Undertale yellow controversy" uh oh- I'm not sure what I think about it <XD

Although I've never played/seen a playthrough of Resident Evil.. this sounds right up my ally! XD

Also thank you! Merry Christmas and a happy new year to you as well! :DD 🎄🎉

XD Yes! I also have these two but they're not as cool/polished/original to me as the other 7 are-

@octonauts16

Ultimately my thoughts are, "It wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be/could have been. 6 outa 10, would watch again and recommend to my friends 🎤🐻👍"

And as for a sequel? I'm not sure if they'll make one.. if they do, I kind'a hope it'll be about the second game and they'll up the horror a bit more this time 👀

@cupofmaplesyrup

waaa thank you!! :DD

I'm not sure.. I imagined Bibi likes the stuff I make, simply because I made it. I'm not sure what the rest of them would think.. :0

Although the 20k comic was a biggie. They all thought that project was cool XD

@beryl-shade

I did! It seemed fitting for him. Also it helps visually distinguish him from Glamrock Freddy :00

XD She has that effect on people

When the when When?

@love-is-the-multiverse

That's just how I draw skeletons that don't look really creepy :( 💔

#my response #fnaf security breach #fnaf movie #undertale #deltarune #factual fam #seam and jevil #seam deltarune #jevil #bibi

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themisimagines · 8 months

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prompt: person a and person b are playing a video game, but person a is taking it more seriously than person b... content: you and luke are trying to play a video game together but instead of taking it seriously, you decide to play a game with him instead characters: luke x reader

‘No, no!’ Luke cries as the screen fades to black and the ominous words Game Over scroll across. You growl in frustration as well, throwing your controller down onto the couch.

It’s a lazy Sunday morning, and you’re both barely out of your pyjamas. Luke is not wearing a shirt, just a pair of sweatpants that you can see the outline of his dick through, and you’re wearing his missing shirt, with just underwear and nothing else underneath. You both are so close to finishing this boss fight, but somehow you can’t sync up, and more than once you’ve been clobbered on the head by the boss, mostly relying on Luke carrying you through the whole game. Now it seems like you can’t just coast along anymore.

‘Maybe we should take a break,’ you suggest. ‘We’ve been playing for nearly two hours.’

‘But we’re so close!’ Luke pleads with you. You can’t resist his puppy dog eyes, so you sigh and pick up your controller, only to be met by defeat yet again, even faster than before.

You decide to take a break, but Luke goes on, his tongue sticking out of the side of his mouth as he tries to manage two controllers. You have to admit, he’s doing an admirably better job than you have been this entire time.

You watch him play, but slowly get bored.

‘Luke…’ You say. ‘I’m bored.’

‘Mhmm.’ He’s too focused to really pay attention to what you’re saying.

‘Luke!’

‘Yes babe?’ He says, eyes still glued to the screen. The boss has only half a bar of health left. An idea flashes through your head as you crawl towards him on the sofa.

‘I’m almost done — wait, wait wait. What are you doing?’ Luke says, pausing the game and looking down at you with wide eyes.

You’re in-between his legs, and have already swiftly undone the knot on his sweatpants.

‘You’re playing a game, and I wanted to play my own game,’ you smile innocently at him.

‘Babe, if you wanted to play that kind of game, you only had to say…’ He’s about to put down his controller and swoop you up, but you stop him.

‘Nope. I want you to keep playing,’ you tell him. ‘If you win, you’ll get to claim your prize.’

Luke’s pupils have dilated and his mouth has dropped open, face going completely red. He’s about to stammer something, but you pull his trousers down to his ankles quickly to expose his cock.

‘Well?’ You ask. ‘Keep playing.’

He gulps and frantically presses play.

You can hear the battle resume behind you as you take Luke’s cock into your hands and give it a long, slow lick, feeling him harden almost instantly under your touch. Above you, Luke gives a small whimper and you stifle a giggle. You pay extra attention to the underside of his cock, his scent thick in your nostrils, and Luke shifts, trying to concentrate.

When you engulf his cock in your mouth at last, he shudders and lets out a satisfied groan. He fails to dodge, and you can hear the sound of the boss swatting at your characters. You swirl your tongue over the tip of his cock, doing your best to distract him even further, moving your lips up and down his hard length. You are enjoying coaxing all these noises from him, eyes flicked upwards to watch his face twisted in desire, even while he valiantly tries to manage two controllers at once. You speed up your actions, head bobbing up and down in serious concentration, all while Luke groans and writhes, his hips canting gently upwards, hands itching to twine in your hair.

You can tell that the boss fight is coming to a head now, the boss evolved into its final form. Luke’s fingers fly faster, pressing furiously as you try to make him come undone with your mouth. It’s a short-lived battle as Luke tries to keep himself under control.

Then a triumphant noise, as Luke throws down the controllers. You reluctantly slide your mouth off with a loud pop, but when you turn back to see the victory screen, Luke has already pounced on you, hands eagerly moving up towards your chest, mouth hungrily kissing yours despite where it’s just been, cock thrusting urgently against your inner thigh. When his fingers trace your entrance you are already wet, and they slide in easily, curling upwards to find that perfect spot.

‘Time for me to claim my prize?’ He asks hopefully, and you can almost imagine a tail wagging behind him. You nod, and he takes his fingers out of you, putting them into his own mouth to taste your sweet scent. You guide his hips towards yours.

‘Please?’ You ask, core throbbing with the aching need to be filled. Luke slips just the tip of his cock in, hips bobbing shallowly as he hovers over you, watching your expression, grinning at the way you’ve turned into a mewling, whimpering mess, his shirt hiked up over your chest and legs spread wide open for him.

‘You’re so beautiful, babe,’ he whispers, head dipping to give you a kiss, just as he slides his cock all the way inside, and you cry out in pleasure. The carpet is rough against your back when Luke starts to rock his hips in earnest, and his lips suck on your neck as he plunges into you again and again, drawing out moans from you with every thrust.

You sigh into his ear. ’Oh Luke.’

‘I love it when you moan for me, baby. I want to hear you say my name when you come,’ Luke’s cock is pressing up against all the right angles, and you can feel yourself slowly tipping over the edge, tight heat pooling in you.

‘Harder, Luke,’ you beg, and he complies, grunting as he focuses on delivering you as much pleasure as possible.

‘Baby, I’m so close,’ Luke’s voice is a desperate keen as his hips stutter against yours. You can feel his cock throb inside you, close to release. The thought of Luke spilling into you is the image that pushes you over the edge, and you arch your back when you come, and Luke fucks you roughly through your orgasm, thrusting deeply into you one final time as his hot cum floods into you, both of you trembling and riding out your respective waves of satisfaction.

Luke collapses beside you on the carpet, gathering you into his arms and pressing soft kisses into your hair.

‘That was… wow.’

You can hear the blush in his face just from his voice alone. You playfully poke him in the chest. ‘Seems like you don’t need me to finish the rest of the game, hmm?’

‘No!’ Luke protests. ‘I don’t mind carrying you through it.’

‘What can I say? I’m good at providing incentives.’

He begins to tickle you, and you have to fend him off as you try to rush to the bathroom to clean up before the cum leaking out of you destroys the carpet.

#tears of themis #tears of themis smut #tears of themis imagines #tot smut #luke pearce #luke tears of themis #luke tot #tot imagines #tears of themis scenarios #luke x reader #luke pearce smut

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ilikemicrowaves · 4 months

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MOURNING

Summary: Jax won't admit it, but he misses his friend Kaufmo, and the most healthy way to cope? Crying in Kaufmo's room away from everyone!

Notes: Yeah...longer than expected because of ✨️family drama✨️ and I needed to focus on my grades lol enjoy

@tadssstrange <- not the one I was working on, but I did finish this one

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Slowly creaking open the entrance to the Kaufmo's room, he flicked the lights, stepping into the clowns bedroom. Paints, mini confetti bombs, fake daisys, all of his old stuff.

The once clean floors and walls where still covered with his sloppy but still legible handwriting. Nobody had bothered to come to his room, yet until now. Jax couldn't bare to go.

Steadily, the purple rabbit stepped his way to the old friends unmade bed. He hopped onto it and curled his legs up to his chess as he leaned against the wall, mourning his friends absents.

Jax still remembered his silly little grins from just a week before, one of the only thinks that was nice in this digital hell. His favorite memories where their pranks on the others, hiding Zoobles parts, scaring Ragatha with centipedes, and even crashing an adventure if it wasn't much fun.

Jax smiled at the thought, of Kaufmo and him making jokes or just hanging out in general. He actually enjoyed his presents, and found his startled honks and squeaks silly. He shivered thinking of the day of his abstraction. Why hadn't he put the thought on checking on him? Could he have fixed him before it was too late? It didn't matter now, he was gone; deep in the cellar with the other lost ones.

Shakey breath, he layed his head on a pillow and stared at the ceiling. Nothing but "Exit, Exit, Exit." Endlessly repeating itself until someone would be drove mad. He turned his head away from it, and faced the desk next to the bed.

A pot with some daisys, a lamp, and a peice of crumbled paper..

Paper?

Jax lifted his arm enough to reach out and grab it, unfolding it until he could see the rest of the page. It was a note, or rather, letter. His pupils scanned the writing.

I know I will be gone soon, I can feel it. Just yesterday I started hacking up thick black goo. I can't leave without proving them I'm right. Caine is a LIAR. I seen it, large and red. I probably couldn't even reach the handle if I got to it. I've seen it twice, outside and in the tent. I'm not having digital hallucinations, I've been here long enough. Once I show everyone that Exit, we can all leave together. I don't know what's on the other side, or even if our family's are still out, if we had any. I just cant leave them all behind, especially Jax's. But maybe then, I can find Jax afterwards, and we can be best buds outside of this hell and be free.

Those last few sentences... It made him tear. So many emotions filled his head and heart all at once. Breaking down, he held onto the paper fiercely and began to slowly but surely, break into a sob. Thankfully these rooms where all soundproof, he couldn't have any of the others seeing him so weak and cowardly.

He couldn't stop the tears from flowing down his face leaving wet spots on the pillow and blanket. Soon enough, he started to whimper. Embarrassing squeaks and whines croaked from his throat that he couldn't control.

Being in this room didn't help. Kaufmo wasn't coming back but he still felt there.

He buried his face into the pillow to try and quiet his sobs even though no one but him could hear it. He couldn't bare his sobs, he wasn't supposed to cry. He's the tough guy, that listens to nobody and has no soft spots.

His heart rate began to slow and his sobs and whines softened after about a good 5 minutes. He grabbed the blanket and curled himself into it, tucking each corner in to trap the heat and let his tense muscles relax. His breathing calmed and he was able to stop shaking from his cries. Finally, he let his mind drift to some place else, and with a few sighs he muttered, "I miss you, Kauffy," and fell into a deep, calming sleep.

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Notes: the fluff one should be done within next month, I've been bussier than expected.

PLEASE REBLOG

#tadc #the amazing digital circus #tadc kaufmo #tadc jax #kaufax #meanjokes #mischievous honk #jax x kaufmo #kaufmo x jax #<- its hinted / implied #also i dont think i will do any big writing of them because i dont think we see enough of Jax's yet and Kaufmo doesnt even have any lines #but i do plan to

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redr0sewrites · 6 months

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Sub!Eris Vanserra Thoughts<3

this maaannnnnn ive been brainrotting sub eris foreverrr im kinda tired and my writing is kinda mid recently but i had to write this

🥀Cw: smut, sub!eris, marking, begging, praise, degrading, oral (m receiving), overall filth, reader is gn and can be read as a strap or actual dick

Eris is such a brat, hes cocky and confident and most people would never suspect that hed ever submit

he doesn't relinquish control often, and you didn't think that was something he would ever be into until one night. you were riding him, and the both of you were sweaty and overstimulated with pleasure. His hips rutted up desperately, his arousal making his head hazy.

"ple- nghh, please mistress- it feels so good-" his pupils were blown out, hair tussled and chest heaving. He froze immediately, realizing what he had just said. You paused too, his words making you even more aroused then before

"you like that, little fox? like it when i make you beg?" eris doesnt meet your eyes, but you already know his answer

"if you want me to move again, you're going to have to ask nicely" his hips jerk up slightly, yet you force him back down, rolling your hips as a strained whine leaves his hips. Lets just say that it was quite an interesting night~

After that, Eris began to become more comfortable with being submissive

it definitely took some time for him to get used too, but he trusts you

love love LOVES when you tie him up, he wants to be completely at your mercy

pleASEEE praise him, this mf has the biggest praise kink. He needs to know how good he is, what a good job hes doing, how hes making you feel...

When you praise him, his eyes get glossy and his brain goes blissfully blank, he just need you so bad! he wants to be good for you, he really does

however, despite his love of praise, he can be a major brat....

eris will mercilessly tease you all in the hopes that you will rail him stupid, degrading him and biting deep hickeys into his firm shoulders as his knuckles turn white from gripping the sheets, eyes rolling in pleasure because its all so much, too much~

DEGRADE HIM‼️‼️‼️ SAY THE MEANEST SHIT TO HIM, PULL HIS HAIR AND BEND HIM IN HALF

has a reverse size kink, he LOOOVESSS if ur smaller than him yet still pin him down and restrain him. he adores it when you take control

sometimes, you tease him as well

say for example, hes very stressed doing his high lord duties- what better way to relieve his stress then sucking him off? crawling under his desk while hes working, he cant even focus from the overwhelming pleasure from your mouth around his cock. eris is biting his lip so hard it draws blood trying not to make a sound, yet soft whimpers keep slipping through. it only makes you more aroused, and one hand grips your hair roughly while the other clings to the desk, shaking with need as his eyes roll back

when hes angry, he adores it when your rough. fold him in half, his knees pressing up against his chest as you rail him senseless, your cock is so deep inside him, nudging his prostate so well and making his thoughts so fuzzy<3

overall, eris just loves it when you take control<333

i swear im trying to write more school is kicking my ass guyssss JAJSJSJ. IM ACTUALLY SO EXCITED I FINISHED THIS THO- FEEL FREE TO SEND IN MORE ACOTAR REQS IVE BEEN HAVING A TOTAL ACOTAR BRAINROT!!! I HAVE MORE ERIS STUFF COMING ALONG WITH SOME AZRIEL STUFF ROTTING IN MY DRAFTS LMAO

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behoright · 1 year

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could you do a kids night blurb for brady skjei? 🥺

kids night with fiancé! brady

this is late SORRY but I mean who doesn't want this at any point. so. warnings: smut, smut, smut. breeding/ pregnancy kink n cursing lol

hahahhaha sooo

basically

you guys have been dating FOREVER

recently engaged tho

you had the most beautiful proposal

stuff from your dreams

brady is the sweetest man but honestly

he's wild in the bedroom

he likes sex to be really dirty and nasty most of the time

you guys are veeery private about it

usually no public sex or anything like that

because he likes to have his space and privacy to

literally say and do the nastiest shit to you

and not have to worry about it

he's very good at hiding his arousal in public

there's only been a couple times that you saw it affect him

he'll just play it cool until you get home

we will say this

brady loves the shit out of you

he is 100% sure you're the only one for him forever

the only reason he took a while to propose is

bc he wanted every. single. thing. to be perfect

he feels the same about your wedding

you plan to be engaged for a while and take it slow

take as long as you both need with the planning

he has very much big heart eyes for you

and yes

he does dream about seeing you pregnant or as a mom

he thought about it beforehand but

it took him by surprise when it SPIKED after the engagement

seeing that ring on your finger just does something to him

he dreams about the most domestic shit

coming home from a roadie and seeing you play with your kids

or in bed rubbing your belly

he's actually been dreaming about it

a lot

and he's very overwhelmed by it

every single night a new wholesome dream but it gives him a huge throbbing hard on

he hasn't said anything to you bc its just a phase and

lowkey scared of putting pressure on you

so he's shhh

but uh kids night rolls around

and seeing you mess around with the kids

or hold TWO babies at once

feed them a bottle oof

the fantasies plague him all day long

he's so disconnected and people notice

especially you

but he's "fine, all good. no worries."

he squirts a lil extra water in his face throughout the game bc

he legitimately cannot stop thinking about you so happy with those babies

what if one day you guys have twins

two baby boys that would look ju-

THE GAME FOCUS FOCUS

during the surge tbh

yes there's many kids around but

he knows where you sit in the crowd and he finds your gaze

looks at you ALL THROUGHOUT

does not break eye contact with you from the ice

everyone notices it

you squirm a lil in your seat sjkdfkjdc

he pins you to the wall as soon as you get home

his tongue deep in your mouth

while he grinds up into you

when he takes you to the bedroom he's still kissing you

you're lucky you don't stumble and fall over anything

as soon as he's pushing his leaking cock inside you

he knows he has to say something god damn it he can't hold it back anymore

and that's when it happens

"god, brady, I just kept thinking about you filling me up and getting me pregnant the whole day"

he's so taken back

his eyes, widen. pupils huge

and his whole face and chest get red and splotchy

it takes him 3 seconds to process what you said before he starts hammering into you

"oh, y/n, that's so fucking hot"

"yeah? is that okay? not weird?"

"fuck no. I've been dreaming about you, as my wife, as a mom and it's fucking driving me nuts, baby."

his head in the crook of your neck

he'd move his hands to grab and play with your tits

"I cant wait till these swell up for me too"

"you want a baby, yeah? you want it so bad, huh, baby?"

"I'm the luckiest man in the fucking world, fuck"

"you feel so good, inside, you're so hot for me, for my cum"

sweat dripping from his hair and forehead

eyes are squeezed shut bc

as soon as he makes eye contact with you as you cum

his cock starts twitching inside you

"oh, brady, are you close, baby? you want to cum, inside me? i love it when you fuck me without birth control baby, I love that you can feel how ready my body is for your cum. breed me, breed me, breed me."

he fucking LOSES IT

legs tense

they TWITCH

he fully bottoms out with his legs fully extended all of his weight onto your pelvis

and he sees stars

his eyelids fluttering he's never heard you talk like this usually its the other way around

he groans for a couple of minutes bc it lasts that long

when he comes back down to earth he just stares at you incredulous

"did you like that brady?"

"I'm so dizzy"

dfjdhakljfh he legitimately has to lie down and YOu have to clean him up this time

bc he's so sweaty and lightheaded

new kink unlocked and he might um

attempt to speed up the wedding a lil bit

just to get to the next chapter of your life teehee

#brady skjei #brady skjei smut #brady skjei blurb #brady skjei fic #brady skjei rpf #smut #nhl #nhl smut #nhl imagine #nhl blurb #nhl rpf #hockey #kikiwrites

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