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mj0702 · 2 months

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The other Bronze – Part 10

okay.... this is a short one but it'll do for tonight 😅

thanks to my gold star anon and my manager @valewosomtb who's also my inspiration

also a big hug to MY bubs @samkerrworshipper

“BUBS!!!” you heard your sister yell down the hallway again “Move your ass – Kei will be picking us up in roughly 10 minutes!”

“COMING...” you yelled back from the guest room which you claimed as yours now

“Jesus Christ woman... calm your non existing tits” you mumbled as you closed your bag slung it over your shoulder looking once around the room again that you packed everything essential before walking down the hallway towards Lucy

“Why does everything has to be last minute with you?” your sister asked nervous going through her bag a fifth time “Do you have everything?”

“Yes mom” you rolled your eyes

“Shorts and Shirts?” she continued to question you and you nodded

“Joggers and sweaters? It's England after all” Lucy went through her mental list

“Yes” you sighed out annoyed

“Socks?”

“Always can wear yours” you mumbled knowing your sister doesn't even want an answer from you she just needs to get it out

“Okay... should I pack the harness?” Lucy mumbled to herself which caused you to look at her horrified

“Scuse me???” you shrieked

“I don't know if I need it...” your sister scratched her brow

“For WHO?????” you squeaked out

“You of course” Lucy looked at you confused

“I'M YOUR SISTER!!!!!” you lost it – right there and then

“I KNOW” your sister imitated your tone

“That's just... no... you can't be serious!!” you retreated to be aghast

“Of course I'm serious... I mean Sarina maybe need it too... you can be quite the handful” Lucy said not understanding why you would make such a big deal out of it

“I... I... I... WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU????” you screeched bewildered

“What is wrong with YOU???? Dear god, I know you don't like Bronzo but I need to concentrate on training not wonder if you're wandering around London again getting lost” your sister said looking at you like you have two heads

“Bronzo?” you asked confused after a minute

“Yes... Bronzo... what did you thought I was talking about?” Lucy shook her head

“Ehrm... nothing” you huffed embarrassed your cheeks heating up

Lucy looked at you puzzled recapping your conversation in her head before she turned to you with wide eyes

“You thought I'm talking about the OTHER harness?????!!!! Oh my God... oh god... NO!!! I was talking about Bronzo” she said more than shocked as she realized you were talking about her little fun toy for Onas and her “alone time”

“I'm happy with Bronzo” you squeaked out your face still red “Bronzo is a good guy”

“We'll NEVER talk about that conversation ever again” Lucy said firmly swallowing hard

“Agreed” you nodded quickly

“Underwear?” she looked at you expectantly

“Not planning to wear any” you sarcastically answered

“Back and pack underwear” she pointed down the hallway as she heard honking from the outside

“Okay... no more time... we'll buy some in London” Lucy said even more nervous as she opened the door grabbing her bags and started to walk towards Keiras Car closing the door behind her

You just stood in the hallway with a blank face waiting for your sister to realize that she – again – forgot you. You already were used to this. Not the first time you travelled with her – normally it was Keira who would remind Lucy that she needs to take her sister but this time Keira was driving so it would take your sister at least 3 minutes to come back. You walked into the kitchen grabbing some bread opened the fridge and made yourself a sandwich knowing you'd have enough time. Five minutes later – you were happily chewing on your Fuet and Garrotxa cheese sandwich as Lucy hastily opened the door looking at you stressed

“Come on... we're going to be late” she took your bag pulling you along

“We have three hours till boarding... I haven't flown as much as you but even I know that's more than enough time” you rolled your eyes biting of your sandwich

“If you get Garrotxa all over my backseat Bitsy you'll pay for the cleaning” Keira threatened you slightly but smiled at you nonetheless

“As if... I'm a Bronze – we don't waste food” you smirked as you let her pull you into a hug

“True with your sister... but you always had very wary eating habits” she chuckled before pressing a soft kiss to your temple “Still can't believe you got hooked on Garrotxa”

“It's the spaniards fault... the made me try...” you huffed

“I didn't thought anyone can MAKE you do anything” the blonde laughed lightly as she slipped into the drivers seat while you got into the back

“Tweedledee and Tweedledumb dared me... not backing down from a dare” you spoke with a full mouth

“Why don't you take another bite, Bubs.. I understood so well what you said” Lucy said at your display of non existing manners

You were about to talk back as Keira quickly shot you down with a short harsh “eh”. So you swallowed your bite before speaking again

“Said tweedledee and tweedledumb dared me...” you said shrugging your shoulders

“And when they dare you to jump off a bridge would you do it???” Keira asked bewildered

“I mean... I would asked with or without a rope and if they say without I would want to see the bridge first....” you shrugged your shoulders again not really getting were the blonde was going with her questioning while Lucy barked out a laugh

“Dear Mary mother of god” Keira sighed “You're going to give me a heart attack one day Bitsy”

“You lived a happy life... isn't that what's important? Dad always told me that the steak I'm eating had a very happy life and that's why it's okay to eat steak...” you said nonchalantly smirking when Kei hit the breaks quickly and the car behind her honked aggressively

“Strike One Bitsy” the blonde warned you “You remember what happened at strike three?”

“Yes” you mumbled out remembering when you pushed Keira so far that she actually grounded you

“Good... since I can't use that anymore I'll warn you.. three strikes and I'll make sure Leah is going all Capitan on your ass...” Keira smirked

“I'm not part of the squad... she isn't my Capitan... she's yours” you threw back

“Oh we all know that's not true... you are very much a part of the team and we all know if Leah wants to you run laps until your feet bleed” the blonde smirked “So don't push it”

“Ugh” you just huffed and sank back into the seat

“What a good girl” Keira praised you teasingly as she smirked knowing she won the argument

20 Minutes later the three of you were pulling into the big Airport of Barcelona and Keira parked her car in the parking lot.

“Bubs... no running off... no lurking about and no going into shops without one of us informed” Lucy said firmly

“I'm 16” you whined

“Yeah... you really sound so grown up” your sister rolled her eyes as she got out of the car getting hers and your bag out of the trunk

Keira held her hand out for you and you burgundy take it as the blonde smiled at you.

“It's for your safety and our nerves..” Keira smiled as she held your hand tightly walking inside the airport.

Immediately there where phones turned towards you three and you started to feel uncomfortable what Kei of course immediately noticed since you grabbed her hand a little tighter

“Relax...” the blonde said lowly as Lucy did her best to cover you from the fans who obviously took the chance to take photos and videos of their idols “Ignore it... We're here and if they want something from you they have to go through me and Lucy first... breath Bitsy”

You tried your best to just listen to Keiras soothing voice but it was oh so hard since the fans got a bit... excited to see Lucy and Keira coming into the airport together and since you weren't very much known outside of the inside football world they wondered who you were. Your sister always tried her best to keep you away from prying eyes since she knew how hateful social media could be and how you were still working through your issues. She never would forbid you to use social media however you please but when it came to photos or videos (either from fans or the official photographers) she tried her best to keep you out of the spotlight. You once had a run in with a photographer at Lyon and it ended with her pulling rank with her name to have the picture removed from the internet. As for now she relented to pull your hoodie over your head as you kept your head down anyway trusting Kei to lead you and not let you run into things. When you all reached security you gasped in relief letting out a breath you didn't even noticed holding.

“You did good Bitsy... I'm very proud of you” Keira said keeping her voice low so no bystanders would hear her

“Thanks Kei... never gets less scaring when they flip their shit like this” you mumbled as you felt a hand on your shoulder squeezing lightly

“Good job Bubs... so proud of you for not freaking out” Lucy smiled warmly as you copied her movements to get through the security area

You haven't flown as much as Lucy or Keira so you seeked their guidance with how it works.

“Belt too Bubs” your sister said warmly as you were about to step forward – Keira already through the body scanner waiting for you and Lucy waiting behind you so you wouldn't get freaked out

“But... then I'll loose my pants” you whined

“You won't... but the bloody thing will scream like you murdered a pig if you try to get through it with a belt on” Lucy said calmly

“Speaking of experience?” you smiled

“In fact... yes...” your sister smiled “forgot I was wearing one”

You recutlanty took off your belt holding on to your pants as you stepped into the body scanner. The security guard waved you through a couple of seconds later and you grabbed onto your pants again as you hurried over to Keira who waited for you with open arms to pull you into a soothing hug. As if on cue the scanner behind you started to ring loudly and you quickly turned around as you saw your sister rolling her eyes at the machine. Two more security guards got over to her as she stepped out of the body scanner her arms spread her hands facing upwards.

“Don't worry Bitsy... Luce is used to it... it's always her” Keira chuckled as she saw your uneasy face

The female security guard patted your sister down while her two male co-workers stood nearby if something went south. Two minutes later your sister was waved off to go on and she came over to you and Keira

“Knew it... those bloody things hate me I swear” your sister grumbled

“Maybe they're fans and it's not a annoyed ringing but a machine wolf whistle” you mused shrugging your shoulders

“Sometimes I wonder what is going on in your head but then I decide I'm better off not knowing” Lucy looked at you bewildered

“You wouldn't be able to follow my geniusness anyway” you stick your tongue out at her

“You constantly get in trouble... nothing genius about that” Lucy shrugged your comment off as she lead the way to your gate

You were seated right in front of the gate on your own as Keira went to get something to drink for the three of you and Lucy was off doing - whatever as you noticed four girls whispering and looking over at you. Keira forbid you to interact with anyone and since you weren't in the mood for it anyway you just nodded and stuffed your Air Pods in texting your girlfriend that you made it successfully through security. Her reply was instant that she herself just got of the plane at Heathrow and she couldn't wait to see you again. You smiled at your phone as you felt someone sitting down next to you

“¿disculpe?” you heard since the music you were playing wasn't loud as you don't want to disturb other passengers but you acted like you didn't heard the girl.

“¿Disculpe?!” she tried again this time louder

Obviously now you didn't had a choice other than to react since people already were turning towards you. So you pulled out one Air Pod looking at her expectantly

“Huh?” you asked trying to give an “please just royally fuck off”-vibe

To your annoyance the girl started to talk to you in spanish obviously not understanding that you just want to have some peace. You made out the words “Keira” and “Lucia” (it still sounded so wrong in your ears that you couldn't stop the eye roll even if you would genuinely tried) and “Barca” and “fan”. You didn't even tried to interact with the girl as you just put your earplug in again starting your Spotify going back to text Georgia. But the girl just didn't give up as she touched your shoulder quite firm and you yelped and sprung up. Thankfully Keira chose this moment to come back immediately putting herself between you and the girl. You were now placed behind the blonde who spotted her famous angry game face talking animatedly with the girl – most likely a very VERY firm scolding. You knew Keiras scolding tells having been on the receiving end quite a few times. Now you also felt an arm around your shoulders making you jump again just to feel the side hug tighten and you felt the familiar calm presents of your sister

“Time to board Bubs” Lucy mumbled after she carefully pulled your earplug out.

“Please tell me I don't have to sit anywhere near her” you said a little pained nodding towards the girl who went back to her friends

“No... we're flying business … she doesn't look like business” Keira said reassuring pushing a water bottle into your hand “I want you to drink at least half of it until take off Bitsy”

“Why?? That will make me need to pee and I'm not going to the toilet at five million feet in the air” you exclaimed upset

“Because you're not used to flying and staying hydrated is important otherwise you'll get a killer headache later” Keira explained calmly knowing you just need an explanation and most of the times you're good with that

“Flight is only two hours, Bubs... you can sprint to the toilets in Heathrow” Lucy smiled as she pushed you down the bridge towards the plane

“We're flying Heathrow???” you stopped dead in your tracks looking with big eyes at your sister

“Of course... what did you think?” Lucy looked at you confused

“I thought were flying Stanstead” you said starting to smile

“Nope... Heathrow” your sister confirmed

“Perfect” you grinned discreetly pulling out your phone

“Huh?” Lucy looked confused at your sudden mood change “You were at Heathrow like a million times... it's not like they changed anything”

“Oh no... but I love the sight flying into London” you grinned while Keira noticed you were texting someone

So she decided to lean over to you as Lucy pulled her phone out herself to text Ona that they were about to board

“If I remember correctly G is flying into Heathrow as well” the blonde smirked knowingly

“Possible” you started to fidget

“Hm... tell her to wait first floor Sierra 5” Keira smirked at you leaning back again to not raise Lucys suspicions.

G and you will have enough of Lucy around that Kei was more than happy to give you a little uninterrupted minute – even if it was in an airport and there were probably some fans around.

“Thanks Kei” you mumbled gratefully

“No problem Bitsy... you both deserve to be happy” the blonde squeezed your hand lightly as she pushed you towards your seat.

“Can I have window??” you asked hopefully looking with puppy eyes at your sister

“Ugh... the things I give up for you” Lucy rolled her eyes for good measure but let you slide into the window seat.

Two hours later the plane touched down on english soil and you couldn't contain your excitement your knee bouncing up and down quickly. Lucy laid her hand soothingly on your knee trying to calm you down

“I know you're happy to be back home but PLEASE calm down... your making me nervous” your sister said her voice low reading the situation completely wrong

You didn't care about England – you cared about Heathrow airport. More specifically first floor Sierra 5 – whatever that means

“Sorry” you mumbled biting down on your lip preventing you from grinning

The second the seatbelt sign was turned off you leaped out of your seat to just get pulled back down by your sister

“Wait” Lucy sighed out annoyed fixing you with a glare while Keira chuckled in the row behind you

“Calm Bitsy... won't be long” Keira scratched the back of your neck from her spot behind your seat

You whined impatiently starting to bounce your knee again until you remembered something

“I need the bathroom” you whined setting up your story already

“Gosh Bubs... really now???” Lucy rolled her eyes

“Kei made me drink a whole bottle of water!!!” you exclaimed

“I mean.. I did” the blonde shrugged her shoulders winking at you

“Just a few more minutes” your sister said

Finally she got out of her seat letting you get up too. You exited your row getting sandwiched between Lucy and Keira as you got out of the plane.

“Okay... off you go... we meet at exit B in 20 minutes.. we need to wait for our baggage” Lucy waved you off as you started do speed walk towards the baggage claim belts

“God... finally...” you mumbled

“Bubs!!” Lucy held you back for a moment “Where do we meet?”

“Exit B... 20 minutes” you repeated and shuffled from one leg to the other for show

“Good... off you run” she let go of your wrist and you continued your speed walking

You found section “Sierra” which was just section S on the first floor quickly and after some searching (and walking into the wrong direction first) you were standing in front of the sign that spotted a big 5 on it. You turned into every direction if you could see your girlfriend somewhere but no such luck.

Suddenly you got grabbed from behind getting pulled into a kind of secret door which led to a secret hallway obviously used from the staff to keep the airport running without the travelling people noticing. Before your brain could catch up and you started to scream you felt a pair of lips on yours. It took you a few seconds to register what was happening but than you kissed back with just as much hunger. When air became a problem you gently pushed against Gs chest getting her to back up a little bit

“Fuck I missed you” you panted out

“Missed you too” Georgia practically purred and laid her forehead against yours as she pecked your lips again

“Have about 13 more minutes and you need to leave before us so Lucy won't flip her shit” you mumbled but pulled your girlfriend down to meet your lips again by her neck

“Mhm” G sighed as she put her hands on your waist before letting them wander to your ass squeezing lightly

You moaned quietly into the kiss pulling yourself up by her shoulder jumping up slightly before locking your legs around Gs waist as she supported your weight easily backing you into the wall.

You separated panting hard and locking your eyes

“We need to stop... right now” you breathing laboured

“Sorry... sorry” your girlfriend apologized immediately her breathing just as flat

“NO.... don't be sorry... but if we don't stop right now we won't stop for a long time... and I plan to have you all to myself in a more fitting environment” you mumbled against her lips leaning into kiss her again

“Think Lucy will let us off easy?” your girlfriend asked between kisses

“Nope” you snorted pulling her closer again as your alarm went off

“Need to go... we're exit B... So get out any other way and be at the hotel before us... I can buy you about 15 minutes” you said as G gently put you on your feet again kissing you passionately one last time before leaving.

“Where is she??” Lucy said looking stressed as she glanced left and right

“She'll come... calm down Luce – she knows her way around Heathrow” Keira said calmly

“Sorry... got held up” you came to a scattered halt next to your sister “I found that shop and...” you rambled on as your sister narrowed her eyes at you

“Come on Lucy” you grabbed her arm pulling her back inside the airport as your girlfriend left said building two door downs, wearing a “London” cap and a pair of sunglasses as a disguise, locking eyes for a second she gave you a smirk as she waved at Keira quickly who of course caught on immediately

“What are you doing? Our car is waiting” your sister stumbled slightly behind you

“Good... it can wait a minute longer... I want to show you” you smiled happily as you pulled her further along

You picked out a small souvenir shop in the distance pulling your sister towards it showing her a “I Love London” shirt smiling brightly

“Seriously?” Lucy looked at you bewildered

“It's cool” you said pressing

“No.... and I'm here for work... come on Bubs” your sister said annoyed pulling you back and outside to shove you into the car waiting for the two Bronzes since Keira already was sitting inside smiling

You exit the Multivan that picked Keira, Lucy and yourself up from the Airport huffing a little bit as the cold english wind grazed around your face and you pulled your hat deeper into your face. Your sister was already five steps ahead basically running up the stairs to the Hotel entrance. Keira got out of the car after you chuckling

“Not used to the english weather anymore, Bitsy?”

“I understand now why Luce chose Barcelona... it's fucking freezing... why aren't you cold?” you asked her as she just smiled at her

“It's a bit chilly I must admit...” Keira started as you interrupted her

“You sound like fucking royalty... it's a bit chilly” you rolled your eyes imitating her

“Careful there wee one...” she warned you but smiled noneless

“What's her mission?” you asked as you watch your sister standing in front of the entrance looking like she's mentally preparing for a World Cup final

“Oh she's probably looking for G... you remember... the “talk”...” Keira grinned watching as all colour leaves your face and you frantically pull out your phone shooting your girlfriend a one word text “HIDE”

“Lucy!!” you shouted sprinting after her as you watched in slow motion how your sister entered the Hotel lobby

“STANWAY!!!” you could hear her yell once inside while you sprinted up the stairs stumbled over the last step nearly fell but catched yourself just in time to not face plant either into the glass door or the concrete

“Lucy... please... don't...” you panicky started as you entered the lobby to just find your sister looking around confused

“Where is she?” Lucy asked into the round of Lionesses who just looked at her with pure confusion on their faces

“Welcome to camp Bronze... who exactly are you looking for?” Millie said bewildered

“Yeah hi” Lucy answered quickly still looking around “I'm looking for Stanway”

“She was here just a second ago” Ella said starting to look around too

You also scanned the Lobby as you received a text from Georgia which just contained a picture of the group and you standing a little to the side. Your head snapped up and you tried to figured out from which direction the picture was send. As you finally spotted some blonde hair hiding behind one of the large bushy plants just a few feet away from the group you had to hold back the laugh that threatened to escape your lips.

“Where is she??” Lucy now fixed her eyes on you

“Don't see her” you shrugged her shoulders but your eyes quickly glanced to the stairway and you hoped your sister would take the bait

God you really knew her. Of course Lucy picked up your rapid eye movement and went for it straight on as she turned towards the staircase and you could see her brain working before quickly running towards the door.

“Toons... get me the elevator... go” you shoved your best friend “I've got about 90 seconds to get my girlfriend out of here”

You saw Lucy stomping threw the door and quickly signalled to G to get to the elevators. All while most of the Lionesses started to chuckle.

“You little...” you heard your sister yell through the lobby just as the elevator doors were closing

“Sorry...” you smiled innocently trying to hug your sister “But I don't want you to kill her – you wouldn't survive in jail with your knee”

“You're lucky I'm obligated to love you” Lucy mumbled pulling you into a hug “But I will get her at some point”

“But not right now” you mumbled against your sisters shoulder

“Lucy!!” you heard the only voice that make your blood boil

“Hey LJ” your sister pulled her into a side hug while still holding onto you and you growled lowly but before you could snap at the intruder

“Alright Lionesses!!!!” you suddenly heard Leah Williamson speaking up “Welcome to Camp... It's nice to see you all again... we're doing Rooms now then you have time to change and shower and then meeting in an hour!”

“Aye Skipper” the group replied

“Okay... Walsh and Stanway” Leah called out holding up two room cards which Keira picked out of her hand

“I'll tell her when I find G” the blonde grinned winking at Leah who just grinned back

“Bronze and Russo” Leah called out

“YES!!” Alessia and you high-fived

“Not you y/n... Lucy Bronze... I'm not THAT stupid!” the blonde Capitan interrupted you

“Man...” you whined as you saw Lucy got the two room cards

“Earps and Toone” Leah said ignoring you

“What have I done???” Mary asked confused and her tone had a whine

“Come on Mearps... that will be so much fun” Tooney grinned as she tried to get the cards but Leah held them out to Mary

This went one for a couple of minutes until there were only a few people left – and at this point you actually would choose Lotte. You never were particular close to Lotte but she was nice enough too you. Sadly you just weren't that lucky

“And that leaves... Bronze and James” Leah summed the room assignments up holding out the last two room cards

“WHAT??” you asked her angrily

“You... and LJ... one room.. not that hard, poppy” the blonde Capitan said knowing you wouldn't be happy

“HELL to the NO... I'm NOT sharing a room with... HER” you growled pointing towards the young player

“You will... you will suck it up and act as grown up as I know you are” Leah said lowly not getting your anger get to her

“When hell freezes over I'll share with... I wish I could say what I want but I already have four sets of 15 on my hands... not adding a fifth one” you growled out between gritted teeth

“Calm down... be open and you'll may be surprised and maybe you discover that you and LJ are not that different” the blonde spoke lowly

“You have no idea what you're talking about, Williamson” you sneered and Leah just considered if she really made the right call on the matter since you never called her by her last name

“If you really want we can swap okay...” Leah offered holding her hands up in surrender

“No... no... don't want to mess up the team spirit” you growled as you turned around leaving the lobby

“Y/n!!!! You're NOT leaving the hotel on your own” Leah yelled after you for you just to flip her off and keep walking

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roturo · 7 months

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RED LIGHTS 01.10.23 - ghost face!gojo satoru x reader

“Have you ever felt so strong emotions for someone that the moment you close your eyes and start seeing red lights…?” He asked.“No?… Well, that’s how I feel for your girl. I would kill for her— And if that means killing you as well because you don’t treat her like she deserves… so let it be.”

warnings: knife play, unprotected sex, cheating, dumbification, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, mentions of killing, picture taking, exhibitionism, possessive behavior, breeding, tummy bulge, marking, blowjob, use of nicknames, (dear, baby, pretty girl, sweetheart...), toxic relationships, degradation…

reblogs are appreciated!

It was a lonely night and truthfully you hoped something exciting would spark. Your boyfriend, Geto, was out with some of his friends doing god knows what, so there really wasn’t any use in texting him since he won’t respond.

You've been together for 2 years now, he treated you like a princess at first… and still does… when he wants sex… or money… or when he needs something from you. Your friends have been telling you to leave him for months now, but even after all this time, you can’t bring yourself to break up with him.

You stood up from your spot and made your way into the kitchen to make a snack. Popcorn sounded really good right about now and you chose kettle corn.

Your head perked up at the sound of the house phone, nobody really ever called that stupid phone unless it was for bills, some annoyed girl coming for Geto, and other dumb shit so hearing it ring was a little odd, especially since it was 9pm. You grabbed the phone and answered it without looking at the caller ID.

“Hello, dear.”

“Hello? Who's this?”

“You’ll find out soon—” the caller said like it was some kind of melody talking to you, “What’s your favorite scary movie?” The question caught you off guard— You raised an eyebrow, almost hesitant to answer before shrugging your shoulders. It was probably some dumb child playing a prank on you, it’s October and crazy people go out on the streets and start their ‘wannabe killers from movies’ type of shit— but at the first kill they get captured.

But not for one specific ‘ghostface wannabe’— And deep inside you, it scared the living shit out of you. Because each time it got closer to you and your boyfriend.

“Uhm… I would probably say Scream— It’s kinda funny y’know, because it’s pretty obvious you’re trying to act like fucking ghostface to scare me, but surprise kid! No one falls for this nowadays, so if you please can stop with your dumb fucking—”

The sudden noise of someone knocking at your guard made sudden chills come down your spine— The atmosphere turned cold, and it was like someone was watching you. You looked back at the phone and the call ended, but the knocking continued.

If you were in a movie, everyone would be yelling at you not to open that door but who was going to stop you? This was just some random teenagers right?…

When you opened the door, there stood the stranger holding a shiny large knife in one hand and a camera in the other. Your heart went crazy as you saw him stand tall in dark attire. The mask to the harness on his chest, the tight black long sleeve to the baggy cargo pants and combat boots.

“Surprise.” Is what the stranger said before snapping a quick picture, the flash making you squint before a rough gloved hand gripped your throat. “This is your sweet treat, baby. You shouldn’t have tricked me like that…”

Your hands went immediately to your neck, trying to get his grip out of you. Your heart rate could turn on lights at this point, you were praying for someone to come and fucking help you right now.

His rough grip suddenly stopped, giving you space to breathe. “Shh..” His other hand caressed your left cheek with the blade of the knife— not hard enough to cut you.

“Has he made you feel his love?”

… What?

What the hell is he talking about?

He scoffed, your reaction almost making him lose control, the irony that you don’t even think about your boyfriend makes him even angrier at this point. “I really wanna know, do you even love him?”

His voice was darker this time, if you heard closely you could find a little tiny bit of hope in his tone, but the question and the situation you were in had your mind dizzy, tears filling your eyes.

“Aw, c’mon now Y/N… You cryin’? You’re better than that.” The voice changer stopped, finally recognizing the person behind the mask— “G-gojo?…”

He remained silent for some second before his grip on your neck softened, and he let out a small chuckle. Gojo Satoru, the man your boyfriend hated the most but still continued being his friend. The one who always got what he wanted, everything but you.

“The one and only baby.”

“W-why? W-what?” You couldn’t form a coherent question before his grip on your neck got rougher this time, knife going closer to your neck too— He was fucking angry right now. “Hehe… Why? Why Y/N?! Why did you choose him?” His voice was unsteady, filled with mixed emotions, something about the situation you were in right now, making you feel flustered— Of all the girls he could get, why you?

Your hands softly and slowly approached his face to get rid of the mask— His blue orbs almost disappearing thanks to his dilated pupils, there was definitely something else going on behind all that “I want you” “Why him?” situation right now.

You and Gojo always had a girlfriend best friend relationship, never dealing with anything else or any kind of misunderstanding after you and Geto got together. But before?… Well, he might have told Geto about his little crush on you, but this time he was serious! Not trying to play with you like with other girls, he was even willing to change for you.

But you never caught the signs of him trying to make a move on you, and he stills remains with the fucking doubt of how his ‘best friend’ stole you from him. He knows Geto is attractive, but he’s not a good person to say the least… at least not better than him.

His eyes scanned yours, trying to find some kind of fear or hate towards him, but he couldn’t find any. His face got closer to yours, lips almost touching, you closed your eyes, anticipating his next move. But nothing could’ve prepared you when his lips crashed into yours. At first you freezed at the sudden motion, but later warmed towards him and his body.

Sudden strong emotions overcome your body, past memories flying through your mind— thinking how different life could be if you gave Gojo a chance back then. “I’ve- been giving my life for you, trying to stop everyone from getting closer to you. Fuck..” He stopped the kiss and you followed his lips asking for more but he stopped you. “Would you hate me if I killed your boyfriend?” His hand dropped the knife so both of his hands can caress your face while looking for you.

The truth is, you think he wouldn’t do it, and he’s just telling it for the act. But in reality he has been a few steps from doing it. He has done it before, so why not?

You slowly denied his question, moving your head side to side. His face grew with a sadistic and almost a scary smile thanks to your answer. And he started kissing you again, but this time it was hungrier, needier.

“On your knees..” You could never deny him, especially with him looking at you like that. You shouldn’t like this but you were not on the normal side on the kink meter anyway. What made it worse is when he collected back the thick blade— it made your body tremble. It even made your pussy wet feeling him drag the cold blade along your cheek. You whimpered pathetically.

“Yeah, you would be into this freaky shit babe. Say hi to the camera and give me a big smile before you suck my dick baby.” You didn’t notice when he grabbed his instant camera back ,t he knife no longer in your face—taking a picture of you on your knees in front of him.

“You know what to do.”

Gojo watched as you unbuckled his belt, leather boot pushing up against your clothed cunt making you whimper. “Aren’t you the cutest? So eager to have my cock in you mouth, I bet Suguru doesn’t know how you fuck your pussy right.”

His words were filthy and the way he wasn’t scared to say them made your body tingle. “Fuck, look at that..” The view of his fat cock hanging in front of your face made you moan a little, lips coming into contact with the sticky tip until they parted. You wasted no time taking him in your mouth— A sudden flash making you close your eyes. The sound of a picture sliding off the camera fills the wet sound of you sliding your tongue along the base and sucking until the taste of him spreads on your tongue.

“Holy shit, it’s like you were made to suck dick. If this is what your mouth feels, I wonder what your pussy feels like..” You whimpered, tears filling your eyes until they spilled down your cheeks and your mascara coated your skin in messy streaks. Gojo was mean, he fucked your throat until your drool was spilling down his balls and the wet snap of his hips filled the living room area.

You could faintly hear the ding from your phone but you couldn’t focus too much, your brain was mush and the feeling of his boot against your pussy was making it even worse. Nothing but a dumb girl.

“I bet- Nngh- Suguru doesn’t know how to treat you right… how to make you feel his love. God, maybe this was my sweet treat instead huh? Don’t worry though, I’ll fuck you.”

Gojo made you hold his cock in your mouth until you were tapping for air. Your throat was growing sore but your cunt was worse, you were aching to feel him inside you. It was a need at this point. Your hand cupped his balls and massaged them. That earned a throaty moan from the man as he suddenly pulled out, stroking his cock until pearly strands of his cum hit your face.

He huffed as he grabbed the camera. There was a smirk on his lips and as he raised the camera, he mumbled.

“Smile for the camera, baby..”

A drunk dazed smile showed in your face, looking nothing but like a proud girl of her acts. His cock proudly showed how hard he still was even after coming right in your face. “Such a pretty girl. And now all f’me”

His gloved hands caressed your cheek and gathered the cum left there, “Say ahh” you did as he said, mimicking the sound and he inserted his finger inside of your mouth— making you taste him.

“Stand up sweetheart.” Following his instructions, you stood up from your place. He started removing the gloves from his hands, and throwed somewhere next to his belt. His bare hands now roaming and exploring your body— undressing you with every touch.

In a blink of an eye you found yourself laying down on your bed while Gojo towers over you. Exposed chest, it was automatically the way your hands moved to explore his body this time. Another sudden flash makes you come back to reality out of your trance, the sound of the picture coming out making you look back at Gojo, who had an adorning smile on his face— full of love that it would even have been seen as creepy if other people saw it.

But it was just the both of you.

Ringing came from your phone, but it was long forgotten in the living room.

He gave a few hard pumps, craving the way the walls of your cunt spasmed and clenched around him in such a tight grip that he thought you’d stop the blood flow of his dick— You were already fucked up, he has taken two orgasms out of you, playing for the third one.

He pulled back until the angry tip of his bulbous head rested against your sore lips and pushed in swiftly, rocking you forward when he kissed your cervix, bumping it in a drawn-out pump— feeling your walls spasm sporadically, he rolled his hips and let out a chuckle when your head jerked back and moaned wantonly.

“Do you want Suguru to know how much of a whore his little girlfriend is?” Gojo cocked his head, a vicious smirk playing on his lips. The noise and flash of the camera was now part of the sex, you didn’t even notice it anymore.

“Are you in there, princess? Or are you already cockdrunk?” he rasped, tightening his hold on your hair. You shook your head, whining with pleading eyes staring up at him, hand going to grasp the arm that held your head up. Your eyes teared up and closed at every pump, your body jolting up with little moans slipping through your open mouth— ones that you couldn’t stifle because of his harsh grip.

“Look at that bulge in your tummy— Fuck— I can feel you don’t take good cock because of how tight you are baby.” He’s fucking you senseless right now, one of his hands in your tummy feelings his cock in and out of you for support, while the other keeps your legs up so he can continue thrusting. “You would look so pretty full of me, all round and beautiful with a child of me. That’s what you want, baby? You want us to have a kid? Baby trap me so I can take you from your ass of a boyfriend? Mhm?”

...

The next day you woke up in your bed, warmer than usual, you searched for your phone and looked at the hour: 7:02 A.M— until you realized who was spooning you; Satoru. It almost felt homely if it wasn’t for the thought of Geto in some part of your mind. Satoru was still sleeping, you looked back at him and he looked so pretty.

White eyelashes resting and adorning in his eyes, slow and calm breathing coming out, and the sun hitting just right his face so his natural glow shows perfectly.

You don’t remember when you passed out while both of you were having sex, but you do remember the moment you knew you lost feelings for Geto— You stood up from bed, slowly so you wouldn’t wake Gojo up, put some clothes on and went to the kitchen for some water.

Some knocks on your door interrupted you, deciding to put the glass of water down and see who’s knocking at your door this early. When you opened up the door you swear the water you just drank went straight to your mouth again, almost throwing up thanks to the view.

There he was, your boyfriend… ex boyfriend?… Geto. He had an envelope in his left hand, brows furrowed and clearly red eyes.

“Uhh, Geto?”

“Oh so now you’re calling me Geto— It turned out to be true huh?” He signaled with the envelope towards your neck, clearly visible hickeys adorning it.

You knew exactly what he was talking about, but decided to play dumb since he got no proof… At least you wanted to think that. “What are you talking about?”

“What am I talking about?” He scoffed at the question, he couldn’t believe after all you’re still playing dumb. “Maybe ask your new boyfriend about it.” He gave you the envelope, inside of it there were plenty of explicit polaroid pictures between Gojo and you. Your face turning visible red while watching the photos— you looked back at Geto, trying to form some type of explanation before Gojo suddenly interrupted you.

There he was standing in nothing but a pair of black briefs while he stretched out. “Aw c’mon Suguru, we all know you have some other bitches waiting for you. But you treated the wrong person as one.”

“You fucking—”

“Ah-ah, stay there.” He pointed at him, a proud smirk showing, “Remember what I told you last time?—” He stepped closer towards him, close enough so only the both of them could hear. “—If killing you means I can stay with Y/N, you know I wouldn’t think twice. I showed you that, didn’t I?”

He chuckled and patted his shoulder. Geto just stayed there looking at Gojo like he saw a ghost. “Remember what happens when I see red lights. They turn real.”

He said those last words without any kind of emotion before closing the door and turning back so he could look back at you with a wide smile. “So… What do you want for breakfast?”

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minhosimthings · 1 month

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Girl Dad!Enhypen headcannons

Pairings: Enhypen × fem!reader (sep.)

Warnings: fluff fluff I'm choking on this fluff, mentions of pregnancy, mentions of birth, mentions of food, also swearing because I can't handle myself lol

A/N: alright bitches I am high on baby fever so if I'm dying IM TAKING Y'ALL DOWN WITH ME. Tagging @jaeyunluvr for obvious reasons.

Stray Kids version!

Lee Heeseung

Is SO Bambi eyed when you tell him you're pregnant

Like 🥺 this be him, all teary eyed and happy

As if he didn't rail the brains out of you last night but whatever

He was already a simp for you but now that you're pregnant?

"My wife is my entire life and I will walk through every element in this world for her and I would destroy this entire world for her did you know that I love my wife?"

SO EXCITED WHEN YOU START SHOWING He cries over how soft you look sometimes

When I say he sings to your belly at night- (he rants about how the baby kicked when he sang his fav song to the guys)

And gets so starry eyed when baby kicks at his favourite song

Literally the best during birth, he's such a cheerleader

Sobs literal rivers when he holds the baby

"She looks so much like you."

Looks at his daughter as if he would end the world for her

HEESEUNG STOP WE ARE WEAK WOMEN HERE

Singing lessons are basically free for her and Heeseung sobs to you every night about how good she's been getting

Loves to have Karaoke dates with her and teaches her how to make music

Brags so much

"Y/N can you take your husband please he's been talking about his child for hours now we are tired" "hey guys do you know what she did yesterday-"

He died inside when she tried to hit a high note and succeeded

10/10 dad, must marry Heeseung I have a ring

Park 'Jay' Jongsoeng

Do I hear the best girl dad in the entire world?

YES I FUCKING DO DAD JAY AGENDA LETS GAURRRRR

When you tell him, he kisses your face so much

WORSHIPS YOU you are a Goddess in his eyes

normally Jay wouldn't let you do anything but now? He will ravage the earth if you lift even an atom

"what are you doing out of bed?" "I have to pee Jay for god's sake-"

Belly massages are free and unlimited with a husband like him

And so is the food because he will cook everything you ask for as if it's the last thing he'll do

Builds the bassinet properly, and makes sure to turn you on because mooscles SHUT UP IM HAVING A MOMENT

Asks his mom for advice if he doesn't know what to do

Is a brave boi during birth like he is NOT hesitant to do any shit you want

Cries part 2

And I mean he sobbed his entire water weight out of his body when he held his tiny baby

"I have two princesses to take care of now"

JAY PLEASE I HAVE A UTERUS STAPPH

Takes care of everything, and I mean everything

Not a surprise to see your baby girl strapped to his chest by a harness 24/7

Daddy-daugher dates are a must!!

His phone storage is literally just her

"Hey guys look at this picture of my baby"

Sim "Jake" Jaeyun

Jake.exe has stopped working

Literally just stares at you when you tell him, so much so you have to wave your hands in front of him to snap him out

"WE'RE HAVING A BABY WHAT"

Congratulations dear reader, because now your husband is basically attached to your belly

"Baby did she kick-" "bro I just moved chill"

Double congratulations because now Layla and him are fighting for your attention

Literally so lost in everything related to women, pregnancy, and birth but he tries

And by that I mean, he stares at you doe-eyed while you explain everything

Most likely to faint during the birth because lord he can't handle this, he's a princess babygirl

Sobs part 3

"she has your eyes" JAKE STOP

Layla and baby besties forever which makes Jake weak in da knees

Will not leave your baby alone even for a second like he's attached to her now

Loves shopping for her

Literally spoils the shit out of her do y'all see this man buying diamonds because I do

"Baby, of COURSE we have to get her matching outfits how else will we do movie night without matchy pajamas"

Jake come home the kids miss you

Park Sunghoon

Yay you have officially broken Park mf Sunghoon

When you tell him, he's literally just 😶😶

No thoughts, brain has evaporated

But then-

"IM HAVING A FUCKING BABY"

You're like chill mf what the hell

Will literally carry you everywhere no matter if you tell him to put you down

"Hoon I can walk-"

*already picking you up* "sorry can't hear I'm deaf"

He makes so many plans, and organises literally everything

Also will get confused on how to build the cradle thingy

He's shit scared of birth, but will definetly allow you to squeeze his hand as hard as you want

Sobs part 4

She looks like you part 3

ICE SKATING DATES WHADUPPP

I'm crying just imagining hoon holding her tiny hands and guiding her through the ice

Your daughter is a fashionista thanks to her dad

Spoils her shitless part 2

"GUYS GUYS YOU WANNA KNOW WHAT MY BABY DID THE OTHER DAY" *doesn't even wait for a yes*

Kim "Sunoo" Seonwoo

My dude is so chill

Probably the normalest out of all of em

Hugs you and kisses you all over

But inside he's screaming crying throwing up shaking kicking his feet in the air

Literally treats the house like a military base once you staart showing

*talking to Enha* "If anything goes even the slightest bit wrong I will murder all of you."

So obsessed with literally just watching you because in his eyes you're so adorable

LOVES THE WAY YOU WADDLE

Gets so cocky over helping you like he's so proud, showing off his muscles and everything

Sunoo please you're my age STAPHH

MAKES AND TRIES YOUR WEIRD CRAVINGS

Will probably be disgusted by birth but he's a strong sailor he pulls through

Mentally breakdowns while holding your child because omg she's so tiny!!!

Mint choco lover agenda lessons starts from day 1

No child of Sunoo's is gonna hate mint choco

Daddy-daughter dates are a MUST

Loved bonding with her so much

Will definitely do her hair if she decides to grow it long

AND WILL GO TO SELF DEFENCE CLASSES WITH HER I WILL DIE BY THIS HILL

Sunoo I am a weak woman STOP

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cypherthesuccubus · 1 month

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I’m not done with you yet….darling~(FINALE)

Alastor x Reader -Part 5- (NSFW)(MDNI)!!!!

WARNINGS: smut, blood kink, bondage, slight S&M, Dom/Sub, rough rutting, mate marking, leash play/ownership, slight degradation, praise kink, body worship, ass worship, cock worship, she/her pronouns, vaginal sex, creampie, facial, breath play(recently added)

Other Tags: Fluff, Angst

Note: Reader will receive aftercare

I do apologize for edging you my darlings~ but the suspense was definitely worth the wait wasn’t it?~ The Finale Part 5 is here for your pleasure tonight~ 😈✨ @starlightdreaming @chibistar45

(Y/N’s P.O.V)

As I sat there on my knees; eagerly waiting for what Alastor has planned next. He looks me up and down hungrily; reaching for his belt buckle, unfastening it slowly. “You’re so enticing like this my dear~” he slides the belt slowly out of his pant loops; folding the belt in half as he holds in one hand; making him look more intimidating. “This here will also be apart of your punishments. Just as long as you keep being a good girl for me, then you’ll be just fine~” I shiver when his belt touches under my chin as he uses it to tilt it up towards him. The way his body harness insinuated his torso with his sleeves rolled up half way his arms; giving me a tease of his tan like skin. “Sirrr~ I have a request~” he tilts his head arching his brow “Oooh~ What will that be my dear~” as I fidget with my fingers; trying to say what I want from him “C-could I see you without your shirt on?….but keep the harness~” he chuckles softly “Request granted~” he snaps his fingers as a black puff of smoke dissipates his shirt. He was lean but toned in the right ways with the body harness just making him more defined. He even had chest fluff protruding through the harness ever so elegantly. It was taking every fiber of my being not to bury my face in his chest fluff.

“You may touch me my dear~ I can see it in your eyes that you want to~” I slowly stand up and close the distance between him and me. I raise my hand and slowly brush my fingers into his chest fluff. Oh my god!~ it was so soft!~ I let my other hand entangle in his chest fluff as well; running my fingers up and around in a complete trance from the softness. He lets out small sigh from my caressing as I see his hands being placed at my sides; slowly running his fingers up all the way to my chest. I softly moan as he starts to gently massage my breasts; occasionally running his thumbs across my nipples. “Such lewd noises you’re making~” he starts to roll my nipples in between his fingers; causing me to lean my head back, moaning a bit louder. At this point my panties are completely ruined now, along with my shorts. “Make your way back down to your knees darling~” Keeping my hands on his chest I start to lower myself to my knees again, while trailing my fingers down his body with me. As I sit back on my heels, my fingers stop right at the waistband of his pants. I gently tease the hem, getting a better view of his v-line. I look up at him; seeing his lustful eyes take in every bit of the sight before him. “Let me out my love~” he caresses my cheek as I start to unbutton his pants; slowly sliding the zipper down. I gently pull down, revealing his black and red silk like briefs with his tent finally showing itself better. The tip of it was staining the fabric there a dark red as he was leaking pre through his briefs. I then grab the waist band of his briefs and pull down; springing him free from his imprisonment. Oooooh fuck~…..he was big~ His length was almost as big as my forearm with a decent sized girth to boot. The tip is a deep shade of red with his shaft matching his tan like skin. His scent was he stronger here, almost putting me under in an erotic like hypnosis. “Go ahead my dear~ let’s see how well you can take me~ if you do well, I will give you a reward~”

With both hands, I gently grab the base of his shaft ; lulling my tongue out as I slowly drag it against the underside. Starting from the base at the way to the tip. He hissed at the contact as he moves his hand from caressing my cheek up to the top of my head; interlocking his fingers in my hair. “Open. Your. Mouth.” I open as wide as I could as he slides himself in; all the way to the hilt. The shear size and girth felt a lot bigger in my mouth as it stretches my jaw and throat. Tears ran down my cheeks from the tip pushing against my uvula, triggering my gag reflex as I cough and sputter around him. He pulls back out as I gasped for air, coughing up excess saliva. “I do apologize my dear~ I couldn’t help myself~” he then places both hands on my cheeks, making look up into his eyes. “What’s your color?” I smirk seductively “Green my lord~” He growled and he runs all his fingers into my hair, snugly holding my scalp. “Then show me how badly you want my cock inside your mouth~” I open my mouth wide as I slide him back in, all the way to the hilt again. He groans as he starts to slowly thrust in and out, moving my head along with his strokes.

“That’s it~ such a good girl~” he picks up the pace to where now his balls will gently hit against my chin with every thrust. “Squeeze my wrist twice if it gets to be too much darling~” I hum in approval as he goes more faster; his balls now making wet slaps against my chin due to my excessive drooling. His groans are like music to my ears; pushing me to let him keep fucking my throat. Unfortunately my lungs were giving out a lot quicker than I would like. I reach up to grab his wrist and gave it a squeeze twice. He stops immediately pulling out my throat as I’m gasping for air. I cough as I wipe my chin from the excess drool “I could have gone longer…*gasp*…but my lungs were giving out.” His hands let go of my hair as one of them caresses my cheek; lifting my chin to look at him as he bends down to face me. “You did so well my dear~ I think it’s time you get your reward~”

(Alastor’s P.O.V)

I slowly pick her up from the ground; wrapping her arms around my neck and legs around my waist. I pull her in for a kiss; this time being more gentle, but the passion remained constant. Our tongues engaging in a slow like dance as I walk her to the bed; laying her down as I press into her. I run my hands up and down her body; trying to engrave every single curve and detail into my memory. My hands come to rest on her soft thighs as I break the kiss. “You ready for your reward darling~” she nods “Yesss my lord~” I smile widely as I start to trail feather soft kisses from her neck down to in between her breasts. I direct my attention to her left breast as my tongue slowly licks at her sensitive bud. I bring it into my mouth; beginning to suckle and swirl my tongue around her nipple as she moans softly. She arches into me, letting me know how much she’s enjoying my manipulations. I start the trail of kisses again from down her torso all the way to where her belly button meets the hem of her shorts. “Prepare yourself darling~ You may grind all you like, but you will keep your hands to yourself~” She covers her mouth as I start to pull down her shorts along with her panties; sliding them off her legs then tossing them away. I gently grab hold of her knees as I spread them apart; giving me the most perfect view that will be forever burned into my mind.

Her panting as she looks at me with lust filled eyes; hands above her head like the obedient pet she is with her legs open and presenting her soaking wet cunt. I couldn’t wait any longer as I lean down now face to face with her folds; sliding my tongue slowly along the slit. She lets out a loud moan as she bucked her hips against my tongue. Ffffffuuuuck~….. Such a naughty girl~ She must of been aching for this~ I run my tongue up and down her slit a couple more times, then soon turn my attention to her swollen clit; circling around and against the sensitive nub. She arches into me as she grinds into my mouth; moaning even louder than before as she grips the sheets beneath her. I grin against her folds; continuing the work with my tongue as I slide two of my fingers inside her waiting hole. Mmmmm such a delicious sound she made~ She screamed in ecstasy as I felt her tighten around my fingers; grinding against them like her life depended on it. I took my free hand and went to reach down to my throbbing cock; rigorously stroking from base to tip as I use my pre cum as lube. I start thrusting my fingers in and out; rubbing that special spot as I begin to suck her clit. She grinds into my mouth harder with moans growing even louder “AHHHH!~ fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckimgonna!~……gonnaCUM!~” She relentlessly rides my mouth and fingers as she unravels; letting out pitched moans as her body trembles from the intense pleasure. I let her ride out her high; soon pulling out my fingers and removing my mouth; both soaked and glistening from her release.

I take my fingers to my lips as I start to suck off her excess release; still stroking myself in the process. Her taste is sweet like honey, along with her scent filling my nostrils; it was driving me closer to my climax as well. I stop mid stroke as I look to her watching me; licking her lips hungrily. I grin widely as I lean back on my hands “Go head~ be a good girl and finish me off~” she starts to crawl towards me; stopping as her mouth was mere inches away from my cock. She places her hands on my thighs as she opens those soft lips; completely engulfing me once again. I instantly grab hold of her hair as I’m right on the edge of release “Embrace yourself darling~” I start rigorously thrust myself into her mouth; the warmth of her throat further pushing me over the edge. “FFFFFFUCK!!!~” I slammed every bit of me down her throat; filling it to the point my thick cum overflowed her mouth as it spurts out her lips; dripping onto the bed. I pulled out slowly with a plop from her lips as she gasps for air. A bit more ropes of cum spurt from me as it lands onto her face; getting a little in her hair as well. As she caught her breath, she took her hand and started to gather my cum from her face; proceeding to lick and suck it off her fingers.

I made a low growl as I watched her finish intaking my cum. I felt myself start to morph; starting with my antlers growing bigger as well as my form. My claws digging into the sheets; leaving tear marks in there wake. My tentacles spring forth from my back as they make their way to (Y/N); one bounding her wrists together as it pulls her up to stand on her knees. She yelps from the sudden movement as she looks down at me; giving an anxious look “I’m not done with you yet…….darling~”

(Y/N’s P.O.V)

I let out a high pitched yelp as his tentacle flips me onto my stomach; holding my wrists

above me and against the pillows. Then two more tentacles wrap around my thighs; spreading my legs opens while further arching my ass in the air. I felt Alastor’s big hands grab my ass as he massages it; preparing me for what’s gonna happen next. The calm before the storm sort of speak. “Absolutely lovely~ as if your ass was made to fill my hands~” I moan as his thumb runs up along my slit; feeling his other thumb, he spreads open my folds with his thumbs; revealing my inner walls. “Look at you~ all soaking wet just for me~” I moan out as I feel his long tongue plunge deep into me. He swirls and wiggles it around as it occasionally brushes against my cervix. His onslaught with his tongue was making me a moaning mess as it’s just the right spots at just the right angles.

(Fun Fact: When in season, part of a male bucks courtship is him licking the doe’s rear until she gives in and then proceeds to mate.)

He then pulls his tongue out of me as I whimper from the loss of it. I then feel lean over me with one hand holding my left hip and the other hand is on my head; running his fingers from the back of neck and into my hair. He gently grips my hair as he turns my head to face him. “What’s your color?” I give him a sultry smirk as I try to wiggle my hips against him, since being held open by his tentacles. “Greeen, my lord~” He lets a low growl as I feel the tip of his massive cock press at my entrance. He then presses my face back into the bed as the tip fully opened my pussy. I groan loudly as I feel him push deeper and deeper into me. With one final push, his tip hit my cervix as he is now balls deep; making me gasp from how full I felt. “Mmmmm~ You take me so well, my love~ Let’s see how well you can handle this~” He starts to pull out; stopping at the tip just to slam it back in. I screamed from the pain and pleasure from his tip that has now penetrated my cervix. Alastor continues with these long and deep thrusts; penetrating my cervix open every time he bottomed out. I couldn’t think anymore as my mind was being completely fucked out by him; tongue lulling out my mouth as I moan uncontrollably. He starts to pick up the pace, still slamming into me; his balls now slapping against my clit. “OOOOH FUCK!!~ Please, my lord!!!~ Fuck me!!!~ Rut me!!!~ make me yours!!!!~” I hear him make a low growl as he pulls my hair up to where I’m looking at the headboard. He leans in closer to me to where his face is right next to my ear; his hand that was holding my hip now gripping my waist; his claws leaving bloody scratches behind.

“Oh my dear~ you already are~” I scream in ecstasy as he is now pounding me relentlessly. Him now being so close to my ear; hearing his breaths and groans were further turning me on even more. “Uhh!~ Tell me, my dear~ How do I feel buried deep inside you~” I was having a hard time finding how to even say coherent words at this point, but I still tried for his sake of an answer. “SO GO-…..S-SO GOOOOD!!!~ MMMM SO FUCKING GOOOOD!!!~” He chuckles darkly as I feel his grin widening near my ear. “Such a naughty girl~ Do you love being a whore for me?~” He nips at my ear as he runs his free hand down to my ass; giving it a hard smack, thus making me jump. “UHHHH YEEEES!!~ I’m your whore!!!~ I’m your dirty little whore!!!~” He growls again as he removes his hand from my hair and his other from my ass. He then wraps his arm that was holding my hair around my waist as the other lifts me up along with him by my neck; back still arching while my arms still bound towards the pillows. “Then take ALL of me, darling~” Once again he starts slamming into me; this time getting even deeper due to the new angle. He was now fully fucking my womb as tears run down my face from the intense pleasure mixing with the pain. “FFFUCK!!~ Your tightening around me~ You getting close, my dear?~” I move my hips against his thrusts further getting me closer to the edge.

“YEEEESSS!!!! I’M….I’M SO CLOSE!!!!!~” He moves his hand up my neck and grabs my chin; putting my ear closer to his lips as he whispered in a low growl. “Cum for me~” I tilt my head back against his shoulder; crying out as I unravel on his pulsating cock. My inner walls spasm and tighten around him as I’m still cumming hard. He then sinks his teeth into my other shoulder; earning another cry as my body starts to tremble from all the overstimulation. Alastor starts to make animalistic like noises while still latched onto my shoulder; finally with one last powerful thrust, he fills my womb with thick ropes upon ropes of his cum. There was so much that it started to leak out of me; dripping onto the bed. He laps at my wound; licking up excess blood as he lets go of my shoulder. “Ooooh ffuck~ You did so good for me, my dear~”

(Alastor’s P.O.V)

I slowly and gently unravel my tentacles from (Y/N’s) wrists and legs; slowly leaning back on my heels so she can lay against me. She was completely spent; breathing heavily while being in a haze like state. I stroke her hair slowly as I give her soft kisses on her cheek. “You did so well darling~ you’re such a good girl for me~” I slowly turn her body sideways so that I can carry her bridal style; bringing her to the bathroom as I have a warm bath ready for her. As I gently put her into the water, I made sure to grab all the self care items I needed to get her cleaned and patched up. I join in with her; sitting behind her as she lays her head on my chest. She sighs when I begin to wash her throughly; being careful around her wounds on her shoulders. I gently rise her off; still being mindful of the wounds, as she opens her eyes to look towards me. “Who would have thought you could be so sweet after all that.” She giggles as she relaxes against the tub “Only the best for you, my dear~” I finish her bath as I drain the tub; slowly helping her out and gently drying her and I off.

I help put on one of my red silk sleep shirts, which fits her like a dress as I wear the sleep pants that match. I pick her back up as I make my way to the bed; quickly changing the sheets as she held onto me. I lift the new clean covers as I place her in the middle; then me follow suit after. I grab the covers placing it over us, as I wrap my arm around her to pull her close to me. I run my fingers up and down her spine while placing a gentle kiss on her forehead. She wraps her arms around me; snuggling her face into my chest fluff “I can’t tell you how much I’ve been wanting to bury my face in your chest fluff like this.” She giggles as I brush her hair back; leaning in for a soft kiss. “Let’s get some rest, my love~ I’ll bring us up some breakfast in bed tomorrow.” She then wraps her legs around me as I gently run my hand up and down her thigh. “Sounds good to me~”

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caitlynscat · 11 months

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Aunty Yoko visits the Sinclair-Addams household

The vampire stands in front of the door of Enid and Wednesday’s new house. Before she can even knock, the door swings open. There to greet her is a tall, beautiful blonde woman eager to see her best friend.

Enid: YOKO! It’s been so long!

The werewolf throws herself at the vampire almost knocking her over. The two embrace each other.

Yoko: Wow, Sinclair. I say you’ve aged pretty gracefully.

Enid: Awww, thank you, darling. And you….. haven’t changed a bit. How old are you now?

Yoko: Hardy har har. What about you? Thirty looks good on you.

Enid: Oh god I hope so. Come on in.

The two girls walk into the house. The interior was, surprisingly colorful. Full of pastel pink, blue and purple. As bright and flamboyant as it is, it doesn’t clash. Really throws Yoko off.

Yoko: Holy shit. Are you and Wednesday still married?

Enid: Yoko! Don’t even joke about that!

Yoko: I’m just asking! I mean look at this place. Your gothic princess wouldn’t be caught dead in a place like this.

Enid: Oh you know I have my ways, Tanaka.

Yoko: She can’t say no to you, can she?

Enid: Of course! She loves me too much!

The two girls enter the living room where they sit on the couch together.

Yoko: Where is she anyway?

Enid: Oh she’s upstairs. She’s just taking care of one of our little ones.

Yoko: Oh yeah! I still haven’t seen your child yet! Wait ones? How many do you have?

Enid: Oh we have…… six.

Yoko: SIX KIDS?!

Enid: Six…. girls…. and four boys.

Yoko: YOU HAVE TEN CHILDREN?!

Right as Yoko yells, one of their little ones runs down to greet Yoko and Enid. She can’t be more than ten years old, has black hair with white streaks and bright ember eyes.

Yoko: Oh hello little one.

Enid: Baby, why don’t you tell aunty Yoko your name?

Daughter 1: Hello. My name is [NAME]

Yoko: Awww. What a nice name. You really look like your mother. I mean Wednesday.

Daughter 1: *turns to Enid* mother, may I please play some music in the living room?

Enid: Yes, go ahead sweetie.

The little one runs off.

Yoko: Wow, she’s literally like Wednesday.

The little one chooses her music and plays it. Loud, blaring, rock and roll music play. It catches Yoko completely off guard.

Daughter 1: I will just be here to read if that’s okay.

Enid: That’s totally fine, dear!

Yoko: Okay never mind! She’s not like Wednesday at all!

The vampire watches as the little one sits on the couch across from them, silently reading a book.

Yoko: How can she possibly read with music that loud?

Enid: It just helps her!

The two escape the living room to the kitchen.

Enid: Do you want to see the other children? Wednesday’s upstairs with them.

Yoko: The other nine? Oh god. That’s a lot of kids.

Enid: I know it’s a lot but thank you for taking your time to babysit them.

Yoko: BABYSIT?! WAIT HOLD ON-

Enid: Yeah! You said you could babysit for our kids!

Yoko: I thought you had one! Two at most not TEN! Enid, wait-

Enid, already running up the stairs: I’m gonna go tell Wednesday! Thank you for doing this for us!

Yoko:

Yoko: Ten kids….. I have to call Divina.

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xcherryerim · 2 months

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A Call Away (Help, I’m Still Hard!)

Josh Futturman x gn!reader | word count: 1.6k

SMUT ONE SHOT | MDNI | 18+ ONLY

Warning: stablished relationship, Sub!Futturman, SoftDom!Reader, erectile medication, oral sex / handjob (only josh whomp whomp), toy usage, facial, porn without plot.

pet names used: baby, dear

Notes: I wrote this out of boredom, and i revised it ONCE so there’s probably a lot to of mistakes. If you want more smuts with plot and better writing than this consider checking my masterlist, thank you 🫶🏻

Summary: After taking some pills to have some fun by himself, the harness doesn’t seem to go away so he calls his beloved partner for help.

"What's up, baby?" You softly said, eagerly waiting for Josh's response on the other end of the line. You could hear him take a deep breath, but he remained silent. His heavy breathing was the only sound you could muster, and the silence was deafening. It wasn't until you had almost hung up that he finally spoke, his voice husky and quiet.

"I know it's late, but can you come home?" He asked, his voice full of need and desperation. His tone left little doubt about the urgency of the request, and he seemed unable to hide his distress. "Please?" He added, his words sounded more like a plea than a request.

“Why? Is something wrong?” You were slightly concerned.

"Well..." He paused as if searching for the right words. It was clear that he was trying to gain control of his breathing. You could hear the light whimpers in his voice, along with the sighs and pauses that indicated his desperation. "I took some of uh... those types of pills, you know what I mean?" He hesitated, seeming to stumble with his own words. "I've tried everything; trust me, but nothing is working." He sighed. "I need you right now, please."

“Josh.” You sigh. “Why did you take those pills anyway?”

Josh let out a sob, his voice broken as he declared, "I wanted to stroke one out, but nothing seems to work for me anymore since I met you. So, yeah, I bought pills hoping they would work, 'cause I wasn't going to call you just to... you know. "

You simply replied, "But you’re doing that right now."

Silence continued for a moment as he finally muttered in response, "I know, I'm sorry. I'll pay you back. I'll do anything you want, please."

"Fine, I'll be there in six minutes." You responded immediately, your impatience making your tone sharper than intended.

"Please, please hurry." He begged with desperation in his voice, making it crystal clear how much he needed you.

You hit the road with a need and urgency that were unlike yours. This was no ordinary drive. The sudden rush to be with your boyfriend—his desperate and needy nature—fills you with excitement like no other. The laws of the road held no sway at all as you pushed the limits of the speed limit, determined to get to your destination as quickly as possible.

You entered his apartment using the spare key he had given you months ago, your steps quick and determined as you hurried upstairs. As you neared his room, you could hear his frantic breathing and see his hunched figure in front of the computer. Your picture was plastered on the screen, and his attention was focused solely on it.

"I need you, I need you," he panted, his hand moving frantically up and down his shaft until he heard the subtle creek of the door opening. When he realized that you were there, all the tension and desperation he felt immediately dissolved. "Baby, you're here!" He exclaimed excitedly, his voice full of relief and joy. "Oh, thank God you're here. I need you."

“I could tell.” You said this as you looked at the screen.

“You must think I'm pathetic, huh?”

"How could I think that?" Your words were comforting and reassuring, conveying your understanding and empathy. You gently took his jaw in your hands, looking into his eyes as you spoke. "Everyone gets needy sometimes; it's nothing to be ashamed of, but next time, don't wait, just call me."

Futturman nodded eagerly, seeming relieved by your words and encouragement. He turned his gaming chair in your direction, his erection imploring you to help him.

Your eyes caught a glimpse of his body beneath his shirt, and your stomach fluttered with excitement. You stepped closer, your playful mood leading the way as you leaned above him, your fingers lightly brushing against his thighs.

His eyes were locked on you, his face full of excitement and anticipation. "Like the view, Futturman?" you teased, the hint of a smirk crossing your face. You saw his face turn red with embarrassment, and you couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of admiration for him.

"Yes, yes, I do; I mean, it's you," he stuttered, his embarrassment making him seem even cuter.

As you bent down, the sight of his throbbing member filled your field of vision, the tip glistening with pre-cum. With a gentle smile playing on your lips, you began to trace its length with featherlight kisses, starting from the engorged head. Each tender peck sent ripples of pleasure coursing through him, causing soft moans to escape from his parted lips. His breath hitched with every caress, his hips twitching slightly under the stimulation.

Your movements were slow and deliberate, taking your time to savor the taste and texture of his skin. As your mouth moved lower along the veined shaft, you paused occasionally to let out a soft sigh, drawing attention to the wetness of your lips. This only seemed to fuel his desire further, his breathing growing ragged. You continued this dance, slowly covering his entire length with delicate kisses, never rushing, allowing the sensations to build between both of you.

With each pass, his moans grew louder, filling the room with raw lust. It was clear how much this simple gesture meant to him. Even though it might have been something small, it showed him that you loved him.

“Please.” He pleaded again, his voice trembling with urgency, but instead of rushing, you decided to take things slower. You knew that patience would make the experience even more intense for both of you. Leaning in close, you placed a gentle kiss on the sensitive tip before wrapping your lips around it. Slowly, bobbing your head up and down, letting his length slide deeper into your warm mouth inch by tantalizing inch. The feeling was enough to send shivers down his spine, his breath catching in his throat.

Each movement was calculated and controlled, drawing out the anticipation and building the intensity. Despite his earlier impatience, he found himself appreciating the slowness now. Every sucking and pulling made him shiver, the pleasure washing over him like a tidal wave. His grip tightened on the armrests of his chair, his nails digging into the fabric as he fought to maintain control. The rhythm you set was hypnotic, pulling him further into the depths of lust.

His deep moans and labored gasps reverberated throughout the otherwise silent space, creating an intimate symphony solely dedicated to shared pleasure. His hips bucked wildly, thrusting his hardened member deeper into your hungry mouth, seeking release. Yet despite his desperate pleas, you remained steadfast in your pace, teasing him mercilessly.

After several minutes of this tortuous yet heavenly treatment, you finally pulled away, leaving his head wet with saliva and precum. Breathlessly, you asked, "Do you want more?" His answer came out as a strangled cry, almost too low for you to hear properly.

"Ah, my dear, we can try something else," you murmured, standing up and heading towards the closet. Your gaze fell upon the discarded sex toys, and you quickly picked one of them up—a sleek and powerful vibrator that promised to bring immense satisfaction. Turning back to Futturman, you kneeled before him once more, placing a tender kiss on his forehead before reaching out for his length.

Gripping it firmly yet gently, you began to stroke him with long, firm motions, eliciting soft cries of delight from him. Simultaneously, you powered on the vibrator in your other hand, adjusting the settings until it hummed with vigor. Guided by instinct, you pressed it against the pulsing head of his cock, watching as his muscles clenched involuntarily. A muffled cry escaped his lips, followed by a series of short, sharp pants as the newfound sensation overwhelmed him.

Slowly, you traced the vibrator's surface along the underside of his shaft. The cold steel contrasted sharply with the heat radiating off his skin, amplifying the sensations coursing through him. Each brush of the vibrator sent jolts of pleasure racing through his core, causing his hips to buck uncontrollably.

Watching his reactions, you adjusted the angle ever so slightly, ensuring maximum impact. His moans became more pronounced, intertwining with the steady purr of the device.

Time seemed to lose meaning as his climax approached. Suddenly, he arched violently, his scream piercing the air as waves of pleasure engulfed him, his entire being convulsing with unrestrained euphoria. Unable to contain himself, he released, painting your body with his come.

“Fuck baby, I’m sorry.” Apologetically, he tried to wipe the stickiness from your features, but instead, you extended your index finger covered in his essence to your mouth and delicately licked them clean, savoring the tangy flavor with relish. An electrifying charge surged through him at this bold display of carnality, leaving him uncertain whether to fret or rejoice. One thing was certain, however: your sensual act reignited his flagging libido. His cock, which had been lying limp mere seconds ago, began to stiffen once more, responding to your audacity with renewed interest.

The sight of his twitchy member made you effortlessly push him onto the mattress, following suit and landing on top of him. Your lips sought out his, exploring his mouth with reckless abandon while your hands explored his form. Nips and kisses rained down on his vulnerable neck, eliciting soft moans that fueled your desires.

Drawing back slightly, you gazed into his dazed eyes and murmured huskily, "This night isn't finished yet, Futturman." A devilish gleam sparkled in yours, promising more adventures ahead.

Futturman breathed out a soft and nervous "Oh boy," his face flushed red with embarrassment. Then, your voice cut through the atmosphere, unexpectedly innocent and unassuming.

"You have cuffs, right?"

His face flushed a deeper shade of red as he stumbled over his words. "Oh my god..." He mumbled, both stunned and aroused. “I’m dating a freak.”

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salmonskinrolltf · 4 months

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The Grind

Todd really did enjoy working from home. He loved the perks of getting to roll right out of bed when his alarm went off, and he loved not being stuck in traffic every morning and evening on his commute. But recently, he was starting to feel like he couldn't focus. It was important to him to succeed at this job, so he could keep rising in the ranks at his ad agency, but there were too many distractions that weren't allowing him to prove himself: chores to do, food to eat, noise from his neighbors. Dear God, the noise!

The window of his home office opened right out onto the alley behind his apartment. It was summer, so he needed the windows open in order to snag that cross breeze and keep from boiling to death, but the teenage skaters that seemed to swarm the alley during summer break were out and about in full force.

He tapped his chin with his pen, trying to come up with a good word that a cat might use to describe the delicious new treats Todd's client was going to feed him, but he found himself distracted yet again by the noise from the skaters outside. He wondered how they didn't get bored, with their endlessly repetitive roster of lame-ass tricks that all sounded the same.

Whirrrrrrr-thud

That's all Todd heard all day, over and over, with metronomic regularity. If he could harness one-tenth of the passion that these burnouts used when trying to learn ollies or whatever, he would be CEO within the week.

God, if only. He felt like he was working himself to the bone, with no results. A mighty headache was threatening to rear up and throttle his brain, too. He had been chugging Pedialyte, hoping to at least make it to the end of his shift. If he used even one sick day, he worried he'd seem like a slacker who wasn't committed.

OK, staring at his laptop screen wasn't working. He pulled out a pad of paper and a pen. Sometimes physically writing things down helped his creative juices flow. He tapped his pen on his chin with a maniacal rat-a-tat rhythm. It didn’t help. He sighed and hung his head in his hands. He just wanted to rise in the ranks. To get a better life for himself. Why was this so difficult?

Whirrrrrrr-thud

Todd tapped his pen on his chin more slowly. Was it just him, or were the skaters kind of perfectly timing their tricks? It sounded almost like the percussion on one of his favorite classical compositions. He strained to listen.

Whirrrrrrr-thud

Yeah, there was definitely a meter to the noises, so precise that his brain felt like it could slot perfectly into them. He realized the predictability of the noise would be beneficial in terms of helping him ignore the skaters and focus back on work. As long as he internalized the rhythm, it would just fade into the background.

He pulled the paper toward him and began tapping with fresh vigor, trying to let the noise sink into the back of his brain.

Whirrrrrrr-thud

The sound was still present, but it was already becoming more like a gentle hum he was only vaguely aware of.

Whirrrrrrr-thud

That’s right. He felt the noise begin to flow through him. It was just like living in an apartment by the freeway, he thought. You can ignore any noise if it becomes familiar enough.

Whirrrrrrr-thud

Familiar… Familiar… Family! He scribbled on his notepad. “Your cat is a part of the family…” He sucked on the end of his pen. He couldn’t figure out what to put next, but it was a start. He stared at the paper for what felt like another ten minutes, continuously drawing a blank. He pinched the bridge of his nose. Fuck, that headache was building again. He knew he was only feeling bad because of stress, but how was he supposed to de-stress when he had a deadline? He stared at the paper intensely, willing words to appear on it.

Whirrrrrrr-THUD

A particularly loud thud jolted Todd out of his reverie. Fuck, he was getting jumpy. Maybe he should take a ten minute break. As soon as he figured out the end of this tagline. He sucked on the end of his pen once more, but as he did so, something weird happened. There must have been a hole in the clicker of his pen, because he felt it break open, releasing a hot, gaseous substance into his mouth.

He gasped in surprise, accidentally forcing the gas into his lungs, which began to feel like they were burning. He gave a panicky cough and a plume of smoke trailed weakly from his mouth. What the fuck? He closely inspected his pen, but everything looked totally normal. Perhaps the end was a little damp from him sucking on it. But he saw nothing that explained what had just happened to him.

The burning sensation still tickled his lungs, but it was quickly mellowing into something… something quite nice, actually. His toes felt a little tingly, and a sense of calm washed over him. He felt his muscles relax somewhat as he slumped back into his chair. His headache was even receding a bit. If he could get it to go away entirely, maybe he could finally finish…

Whirrrrrrr-thud

Yeah, fuck it. He was gonna try again. He put the end of the pen in his mouth and took another deep breath. Once more, the top of the pen opened up and expelled smoke, which he took into his lungs and held there, enjoying the warming sensation before blowing it out in a tight stream.

That’s the ticket. He felt the headache recede entirely. He finally felt well and truly relaxed. He flipped his hoodie up over his head and drew the drawstrings. Wait, he hadn’t been wearing a hoodie, had he? Fuck it, he didn’t care. He was now warm and cozy, inside and out. He felt better than he had in a long time.

But it was still too hot under the hood. It felt right to be wearing it, even in summer somehow, but he could feel sweat glistening on his forehead. He wiped it away with the back of his hand, but he still felt himself grow hotter and hotter, yet strangely lazy and unwilling to actually do something about it because he was SO relaxed.

Whirrrrrrr-thud

He began to sweat so much that his perfectly coiffed hair started to wilt, dangling down in front of his eyes. It then just… kept going. It extended down over his face to the point that he thought the sweaty strands might poke him in the eyes. His normal instinct would have been to sweep it back, but in his addled state, he instead gave a practiced flick of the head, gathering the hair at one side. The color began to change from a strawlike dirty blond, to brunette, to dark brown, to a black so concentrated it must have been dyed. But he never dyed his hair, had he? He liked being a natural blonde.

Fuck, it was SO hot. Why had he chosen to wear this hoodie? A memory blossomed of him putting it on that morning. Well, of course he had worn this hoodie. It was his favorite hoodie. He wore it every day, whatever the weather. Sure, he could do to wash it. It stank of sweat and pot smoke, but it was his and he loved it.

He needed to cool down something fierce, though. He made a move to pull the hoodie off from around his head, but his hands unconsciously ignored his intention, opting to flip up the collar of his open button-down instead. As he adjusted the collar to look perfectly mussed and careless, the material of the shirt turned coarse and thick as it became a battered denim jacket.

He was totally unaware that he hadn’t perfectly executed his plan, still feeling relaxed and a little fuzzy from his vape pen. That’s what it was, of course. A vape pen. He wasn’t sure why he'd thought it was an actual pen, like for writing. He chuckled softly. Suddenly, being confused about things felt like it came more naturally to him, somehow. At first, he was confused about that, but then he wasn’t. Being confused isn’t confusing, is it? Is that confusing? Shaking his head and laughing, he took another hit off his vape pen and blew a perfect smoke ring, letting the warm fuzziness flow through him.

Whirrrrrrr-thud

He decided to return to his brainstorming. Although he was hot and not entirely clear-headed, he felt a burst of creative energy all of a sudden. He began to scribble on the notepad, working furiously as sweat began to pool on his forehead once more. He only noticed when it began to trickle down his face, tickling his cheeks and dripping from his chin onto the page. He scrubbed his face with his hand, not noticing that, as he did so, the hairs of his neatly trimmed beard were wiped entirely away, vanishing into thin air.

As he continued to scribble, his newly clean-shaven face grew pockmarked and yet more youthful and supple at the same time. His mustache, the only thing unaffected, began to recede into his upper lip, slowly shrinking back until it was just a dotting of stubble that suggested he’d been trying to grow one out but this was as far as he ever got. As if to compensate, his eyebrows thickened, darkening to a deep brown that better matched (but not entirely) his new hair color. He didn’t even notice the dark black strands hanging down over his eyes anymore, or the careful flick of his head that he gave periodically when he needed to concentrate.

Whirrrrrrr-thud

The warmth around his head eventually made him feel sleepy and dull, and he couldn’t stop yawning. So, after a couple more minutes, he sat back and looked at the perfect tagline he’d been working on, only to realize that he’d just been doodling little cartoons all around the edge of the page instead of actually focusing on work.

“Dude, get a grip,” he said out loud. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”

Dude? Since when did he say dude?

He decided to take a break, cool down, and grab a Perrier sparkling water. Returning from his fridge with the green bottle, he unscrewed the cap and took a deep swig. His tongue was suddenly awash with the taste of sugary battery acid, and he had to fight not to spit it out. What the…?

He looked down and saw that he had accidentally grabbed a bottle of Mountain Dew, not Perrier. He didn’t remember buying Mountain Dew, but maybe his nephew had left one behind when he had come to visit last? He thought about going back to the fridge to swap out the drinks, but it suddenly seemed so far away. And now that he knew what flavor to expect, the taste wasn’t all that bad, actually.

He took another swig of the soda, the sugary concoction lighting up his insides.

Whirrrrrrr-thud

His skin began to feel itchy. Was he having an allergic reaction to the soda? He lifted up the hem of his hoodie and scratched at his stomach. As he did so, he felt the light blonde hairs of his treasure trail wriggling back into their follicles, leaving him perfectly smooth. What the fuck?

Finally, the shock of what he had just felt pierced his newfound love for the hoodie and he ripped it off, along with the denim jacket. He rushed into the bathroom, arriving in front of the mirror just in time to see his sparse blonde chest hair receding back into his skin. He ripped off his chinos as well, panicking as he saw the hairs on his legs vanishing into thin air. He did a quick 360 and checked in his underwear, noting that the only hair that remained on his entire body was his pubic hair and armpit hair, both of which seemed thicker than usual and were quickly darkening to a deep brown as though they were in a time-lapse video.

He watched this happen in horror, but even with his hoodie off, his head still felt warm and sleepy. His senses felt dulled, and he struggled to think of what he could possibly do next. He began to breathe faster in his panic, his belly jiggling slightly as he did so. Breathe. Jiggle. Breathe. Jiggle. Breathe… Nothing.

As he watched, his soft tummy had begun to recede as well, revealing cobblestone abs like the tide pulling out over a rock formation. His doughy chest began to firm up as well, shrinking into a pair of lean pecs, his round nipples shrinking and popping out from their perches on the hardened mounds as soon as they were finished forming.

“Holy shit, dude, I’m ripped!” he said, letting the slang tumble breezily out of his mouth without a second thought while he rubbed his abs with both hands. The ridges of his stomach made his fingers tingle and his arms shrank, lean muscles emerging from the surface while his legs followed suit, the thighs shrinking into the perfect fit for skinny jeans - where had that thought come from? - while his calf muscles rippled and stretched, their new bulging shape accentuated by his hairless, pale skin.

Whirrrrrrr-THUD

Todd felt the noise from the alley reverberate around his head. It sounded like someone out there must have fucked up a crooked grind real bad. ‘Gnarly,’ he thought, imagining how much pain they must be in. His mental image grew more and more clear and vivid. Somebody falling onto the asphalt on their elbows.

He felt a slash of pain across his elbows and held them up, seeing red in the mirror before it faded into a pair of scarred, scabbed patches that he felt like had always been there. He returned to his reverie. Somebody skinning their knee after narrowly avoiding hitting a tree. Another slash of pain and the skin on his knee suddenly looked knobbly, like it was still healing.

As potent mental images flitted one by one through his brain, scars and scrapes began to dot his body. Slash, slash. Two more long scars on the left knee. Slash. A long red scrape along his right pec that looked dope as hell. Slam. His palms became pockmarked and gravel-scraped.

Not even noticing the pain anymore as his skin toughened and ever-so-slightly tanned, he stood up straight to his full height, admiring the effect of his newfound musculature. He was too busy trying (and failing) to pop his skinny pecs to notice that his “full height” was a couple inches shorter than it used to be.

Whirrrrrrr-thud

The sound of the skaters outside brought him back to the present. Wasn't he supposed to be doing something, other than checking himself out in the mirror? He got dressed, throwing his hoodie and jacket back on. He could have sworn he’d been wearing a different pair of pants earlier, but all he found crumpled on the bathroom floor was his favorite pair of joggers. Oh well, he threw them on too.

He was halfway out the door when he remembered he was supposed to be doing something at home. Where the hell did he think he was going? He shook his head, trying to remember. He still felt sleepy and slow, his thoughts inching along as he tried to remember what he was supposed to be doing.

He reached into his pocket for his vape pen and realized he’d left it on his desk. His desk! That’s what he was doing! He was still on the clock! He needed to work!

He wandered over to his desk, took a drag from the vape, and stared in consternation at the notepad in front of him.

Whirrrrrrr-thud

He knew he was supposed to care about this dumb shit about cat food or whatever, but he really wasn’t feeling it. Something in the back of his mind told him that he’d get money if he finished it though, so he decided to give it a shot. He sat back in his chair and found himself falling, the chair’s seat vanishing beneath him. Before he hit the ground, however, he was caught with a soft flump in a squishy, slick mound.

He looked down and saw that he was in a beanbag chair. Something was wrong here. He could feel his brain slowly whirring. Was it the chair? No, it’s the one he’d brought from home when he moved in. He saw his initials carved crudely into the fabric on his right side.

What was wrong, then? Was it his desk? No, he didn’t have a desk, did he? He looked up and saw his entertainment unit in front of him, his XBOX still glowing green because he’d forgotten to turn it off earlier. No, all that looked normal.

So what was wrong? Was it the fact that he was worrying about money?

Whirrrrrrr-thud

His parents paid for whatever shit he wanted as long as he kept his community college grades up, so there was no need to worry.

Whirrrrrrr-thud

No need to worry at all, really. About anything. Or think, even. He barely ever went to class. He just wanted to hang with his friends at the skate park. But as long as he flirted with his professors the right way, he passed with flying colors. He was a studied flirt, even if he wasn’t a studied anything else.

Anyway, his parents would let him drop out once he proved he could make money as an X Games champion. He rubbed his dick through his joggers, not noticing as it plumped up a few extra inches while he fantasized about all the tail he’d get once he was a skateboarding champion with endorsement deals and shit.

Whirrrrrrr-thud

No, he had all the money he needed. He just wished he was 21 already, so he could buy weed for himself at the dispensary. Then everything would be perfect. Just two more years, he reminded himself. He could survive on stealing shit from his older brother's stash at home until then.

Whirrrrrrr-thud

Todd leaned back in the beanbag and reveled in that sound. His favorite sound. He loved it so much. He never wanted to stop hearing it. With his eyes closed, he didn’t notice the rest of the room change around him. The tasteful Pier One art being swapped out for posters of busty babes and retro Tony Hawk video games sloppily scotch taped onto the walls. The cream-colored couch he’d saved up for was now scuffed, stained orange in patches from crushed Cheeto dust, and stank of weed.

The wall that formerly held potted plants was now devoted to a rack of the sickest custom boards anyone had ever seen. Not that he’d made any of them, he didn’t have time for that shit. He just paid other people to bring his dope-ass ideas to life.

Whirrrrrrr-THUD

Todd was rubbing his dick absent-mindedly again and came in his underwear. Fuck. He hadn’t prematurely ejaculated in months, now. As he changed his underwear, leaving the cum-drenched boxers on the floor by the beanbag, he worried about doing that in front of a babe he wanted to score.

He needn’t have worried. Todd didn’t know it, but he would never have worries again. Inside that underwear, which would remain on the floor forgotten for the next two weeks, contained the last vestiges of his previous life, expelled through pure pleasure at the life he got to live now. What he left behind was a person he would never remember and who he would shudder to think had even existed in the first place.

No, he was destined for a dope life. In a clean pair of underwear and his favorite kicks, he wandered his way into the back alley, watching his friends Tate and Landon practicing tricks while offering them tips and taking a hit off his vape. The grind was over for Todd now, though that word already meant something entirely different to him at this point.

Whirrrrrrr-thud

#skater #TF

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kenniilovesthethicc · 3 months

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GUYS

LOOK AT MY HANDSOME ASFUCK HYENA OMNWJSSB,,

Pilot goggles

Hair getting mussed around from the goggles

Cool ass giant jacket

The harness strap at his chest..

Cross leggy

I need this man to swallow me whole dear God

#twisted wonderland #twst #ruggie bucchi #ramble #I need the groovy art revealed so bad

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judethejudas · 1 year

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MW2 König x Male! Stripper! Reader Smut

König steps out of his comfort zone to meet an old friend at a club. But what happens when he decides to make a new friend there? In ways he couldn’t imagine.

(S/N) = stripper name

(F/C) = favorite color

WARNING: highly sexual themes, swearing, size difference, cis male reader described.

MINORS AND FEM ALIGNED DNI

Dear god. Did he really have to do this?

König stood completely still as he stared up at the red neon sign above him, which read ‘Dante’s Inferno’.

A strip club. A rather diverse one to be exact since the strippers consisted of both women and men.

“Schieße.. I can’t go in there..” The Austrian was too shy to push himself to go in. He’s never been in such a place but his childhood friend, his only friend, had invited him to catch up on old times since it’s been so long.

But.. there were naked men and women in there. He wouldn’t be able to get a single word out if he went in! Oh how his anxiety crippled him.

He couldn’t disappoint his friend though. Not when he was the only one he felt safe with during his childhood. The least he could do was just go in and talk over a drink, right?

König took a deep breath, and vanquished his fear for a moment to walk inside the club.

After paying the fee, he was fully allowed inside and he was able to see just what he was getting himself into.

Women and men, scantily dressed, walked with such a sway of their bodies it was crumbling the beast of a man.

He hated being so tall sometimes. It meant he was always the centre of attraction, even in a place like this.

Both patrons and the strippers would look over at the hulking mass at the doorway, shocked at how tall he was.

König sheepishly walked at a brisk pace to the table where his friend was seated, ignoring the stares of everybody as he passed by.

“My friend! It is so good to see you again, so good!” His friend stepped out of the booth to give him a hug and König let out a quick sigh of relief. He was so happy he wasn’t alone.

“Very good to see you too.” He mumbled out as they both took their seats. The two chatted about their lives, their childhoods together, what they were doing now and whatnot.

König refused to look at any stripper that walked by them or was performing on that stage.

“Still as shy as ever, yeah?” His friend chuckled, giving him a pat on his back.

König chuckled too, just more quietly and almost sounding embarrassed. Oh, he was embarrassed. The pink tint on his cheeks and ears proved it.

“I don’t get out much, more of a workaholic if anything.”

“Oh? Then we need to change that..”

The Austrian man did not like the way he said that.

He felt his heart racing as his friend motioned for one of the strippers to come over.

Oh no.

“I-I, now there’s no need please, I’m fine right here..!”

“Nonsense! This’ll be good for you, I promise!”

A man was coming over, dressed in (f/c) short briefs and adorned with jewelry and harnesses on his legs.

König avoided eye contact when you took a seat next to him.

“Can I help you, boys?” You sat so close to the poor man his thigh was trembling a bit. He could feel your arm and your leg pressed up to his own. This was quite a lot of physical contact for a man like himself.

“Yes. My friend König here would love your services, perhaps in the VIP room?”

“Of course. Come along, darling. I’ll show you the way..” You smiled and took his hand in your own, leaving the booth and heading to the back rooms where the private dances were held.

“My name is (s/n), if you were curious about that.”

König tried to say something after you told him your fake name, but he was at a loss for words and was unable to speak. He could only look downwards to the floor to avoid showing his intense blush.

He could hear the different music in this new part of the building and small, separate rooms, people were receiving lap dances.

König immediately turned his gaze away from them and focused on you, well, your backside at least. And even that made him look away again.

“Okay, love, here we are. Now you just sit there and make yourself comfortable.” You said with a lilt in your voice, leading him to the leather chair and gently pushing him down to make him sit.

König still didn’t look at you when he was sat, but you could clearly see the cute redness on his face.

“You’re awfully shy for such a big man.. Do I make you nervous, hun?” Your fingers pet his cheek and you turned his face so you could look at him directly. The panic in this man’s eyes was so clear to you.

“We don’t have to do this, you know.”

“No no, I..” He finally spoke but couldn’t finish as he was getting flushed again, staring at your nearly exposed body from top to bottom.

“Is this your first time?” You asked as you sat in his lap, making him stiffen and immediately look to the side. His eyes were wide and he bit his tongue, trying to stifle a stutter he knew was coming on.

You leaned in, your hand was stroking his torso muscles through his black shirt and up to his shoulder.

“I’ll be slow and gentle with you. I promise.” You whispered in his ear.

He nearly moaned when he felt a soft pair of lips kissing his jawline and throat. Never had he been kissed like this before. He actually couldn’t even recall a genuine kiss at the moment.

You knew how touch starved he was as soon as his breathing picked up.

Your dance had just started and König was already trembling in his seat.

“Eyes on me, sweetheart.” You gently commanded and he obeyed, his eyes now turned from the wall to you.

Your body was sat up in his lap and your hands caressed your chest and your sides, giving him a half lidded horny stare. You unlatched the harness from your legs and tossed it aside, even playing with the edge of your briefs.

König couldn’t tear his eyes away, as much as he wanted to at that moment. You were so gorgeous and knew exactly what to do with yourself. It was hypnotic.

He nearly whined when you got off his lap and stood up in front of him.

“You’re so hot, König. So fucking cute.” You breathed out as you did your dance, slowly and sensually just for him. He shuddered at the way you said his name and you smirked. He saw your ass when you bent down and how your fingers teasingly pulled your briefs down a little, before pulling them back up and giving your ass a slap and a wiggle.

After a few minutes, you got back into his lap for the more touchier dance.

The part of your routine that involved grinding against his crotch with your own was enough to break him.

He groaned, but quickly slapped a hand over his mouth and coiled in shame. He knew hardly anything of strip clubs but he did know it was not customary to be so loud.

Now this just won’t do, you thought.

You took his hand away and placed it on your hip, grabbing his other hand too and holding it against your chest. König was unsure of what to do but he was thankful you were taking the lead, even if it was embarrassing for him.

“It’s alright, you can be as loud as you want with me.”

Then you started moving against him again.

König sucked in a harsh breath and gripped onto your hip, careful as to not hurt you since he was very aware of his strength.

His gentility and obvious shyness is what you loved about him so far. He was different than the usual patrons. Sure you’ve gotten some shy ones before but this one?

You were convinced he was a virgin. Or at least had sex just once and not since.

Why were you so convinced? Well, the man you were grinding against was getting quite the hard on. And you felt it bulging against you.

König blushed and apologized to you profusely, to which you hushed him immediately. It wasn’t the first time a man was hard because of you, nothing to be ashamed about. You only leaned in close so that your lips were only inches apart from his.

“Do you want to fuck me, König..?”

The Austrian stared at you with shock, trying to find the right words without sounding like a fool. He had never been asked that before, at least not like this. Being bullied nearly all his life, his self confidence was very low and he never would have expected to have someone as beautiful as you on top of him.

“Ah.. yes.. I do..”

You smiled as your hand came up to touch his cheek gently, making him instantly lean into the warmth.

“Can I kiss you?”

There was a question he could answer easily. With a nod, almost an eager one.

You connected your lips to his as soon as he gave you the okay. His were rough in comparison to yours but it fit so sweetly. You also noticed he wasn’t the greatest kisser due to his inexperience, you liked it though. Your eyes and his closed while you both found a comfortable rhythm with your lips.

What a quick learner he was.

You started grinding against him again and he moaned into the kiss, which allowed you to slip your tongue into his mouth.

His eyes were wide open now when he felt your tongue against his. He kissed someone only once before, in high school when a girl was dared to kiss him but it didn’t feel real at all. It felt like a joke, just someone for all the kids to laugh at. And there was certainly no tongue when he got kissed.

No, it felt like you genuinely wanted him.

You cock was beginning to harden as well and König felt it. If he had any doubts that you wanted him then they were quickly vanquished when he felt your bulge on his.

“Mmh, König..” You moaned out and started kissing his throat, giving it gentle sucks and licks. You didn’t want to rush him since he was most likely new to all this. The little grunts and groans he let out told you so.

Your hands came up to stroke his body through the fitted shirt he wore while his hands groped your hips. He went in for another kiss, now instantly addicted to the way your lips felt on his. Kissing was now his favorite thing.

You two stayed like that for a while. Kissing each other passionately and moving your crotch against his back and forth. He felt huge through his pants. You guessed around 10 inches and very thick.

“Fuck.. liebling.. I don’t think I can wait anymore..” He said after he broke the kiss, his chest rising and falling heavily. You saw the shyness in his eyes still, but the horniness that accompanied it was much stronger.

You smiled and got off his lap to kneel down in front of him, spreading his legs apart with your hands. His bulge was very large and pressing against the fabric of his pants. Poor baby, how uncomfortable he must be feeling right now.

The taller man froze when he saw you unzipping his pants with your teeth, staring up at him with a lustful gaze.

To him, you looked so angelic, despite the actions being so sinful.

His boxers were pulled down and his hard cock immediately stood at full attention. You were shocked at the size of him. He must have been 12 inches instead of 10 like you thought. It was veiny, and already leaking pre cum.

How this man kept the monster behind bars? You had no clue.

You cast aside your thoughts and went to work. Your lips closed around his swollen, red tip and gave it a swirl of your tongue— focusing on the underside. This man deserved some good head and it’s the least you could do, for now.

The man groaned and stopped himself from bucking his hips into your mouth. How horrible it would be if he accidentally made you choke. You personally wouldn’t have minded if he did but he had anxiety about it.

You started taking more of him into your mouth, comfortably fitting 5 inches without pushing too far. Your personal record was 8 inches but the ones you’ve had before were less thicker and longer than König.

Your head bobbed up and down on him at a moderate pace.

“Fuck.. oh fuck.. yes, just like that..” The man above you panted and leaned his head back. He truly felt like a king now, just as his name meant. Every time you found his sweet spot he would shut his eyes tight and feel a shiver coursing through his body.

It was only when you swallowed a few more inches of his cock that he snapped his eyes open and looked down at you, surprised you could take more.

Your gag reflex was long gone since coming into this business. While you weren’t a prostitute, you did find a few men attractive that you’d end up fucking them either in or out of the club. And had plenty of practice in blowjobs.

König couldn’t take it anymore. It was so sudden when he came down your throat that your eyes widened in surprise. Thankfully you suppressed the urge to cough and let his warm cum spurt down.

When he finally finished, you took your mouth off him.

“I’m.. so very sorry.. I should have said something.” He said as he was trying to catch his breath, looking like a guilty puppy.

“Don’t be sorry, I liked it.” You giggled a little and stood up to your feet. It was time for something a little more intimate that both of you could enjoy.

You got back into his lap and took his hand in yours, taking his middle and pointer finger and began sucking on them.

König felt his dick twitch when he felt your tongue in between his fingers. Your saliva coated them generously and he was starting to like the fact he was so big in comparison to you.

When you felt it was enough, you took his fingers out of your mouth and guided them to your ass. He caught on quickly and prodded his pointer at your hole.

Your lips parted into a shuddered moan before helping him push the finger inside you, the other following suit immediately.

It didn’t take you long to start riding his digits to stretch you out. And boy, did his fingers do the job.

“Fuck.. mmh… König~” You dragged his name out in a moan as you felt his fingers curl inside you. He was more confident than before and start fingering you himself after a minute or two.

His lips captured yours in a kiss and you wrapped your arms around his neck, bringing him closer. You would let out a series of grunts and moans against his mouth when his fingers brushed a sensitive spot within you. Hell, you could cum just from his hands alone without even touching your cock.

But you wanted more.

You abruptly took his fingers out and pulled away from the kiss, and König suddenly worried he had displeased you.

You saw the look on his face and moved closer to him, both your cocks now rubbing against each other.

“I want you so bad, König. I want to feel you inside me. I can’t wait anymore..” You begged him softly.

The Austrian man was relieved to hear you didn’t want to stop, but he did worry about how he would fit inside you.

You took the lead and leaned upwards, grabbing his cock and putting it towards your ass. It would be quite the stretch but you could take it.

His tip entered you first and you gasped, slowly sinking onto him. His cum being a lubricant did help, but it was still a little painful.

König groaned and held you by your waist, making sure you weren’t entirely speared on his dick. The last thing he wanted was to hurt you. You knew your limits though and made sure to take it easy.

After a few minutes, you were finally able to bounce up and down— slowly.

You figured riding him would be the easiest position to do considering his massive body. It was like being on top of a giant.

“God, liebling. You feel so good inside..” He groaned. “So warm and tight.”

You whimpered as more of his dick filled you up and you laid your forehead on his shoulder. You were fully bottomed out and it was a delicious mix of pain and pleasure you were feeling. It only encouraged you to ride him at a quicker pace.

The two of you exchanged filthy, desperate noises. König’s confidence was building and he even started groping you from the ass, lifting you up and down on his cock while you bounced on him.

Thank god the VIP room you two were in was at the every end of the hall. There was no reason for anyone to barge in and the music covered yours and his sounds well enough.

You felt his lips sloppily giving you kisses on your neck and collarbone, even sucking just as you did before. His mind was hazy and all he could think about was making you feel good.

König decided to be brave and take over.

He turned himself to the side and laid you down on the leather seat, now fucking you in a missionary position. He was able to go deeper inside this way and hit your prostate each time. He had also discarded his shirt as it was getting much too hot for unnecessary clothing.

There was no time to admire his body. All you could see were the few scars he had and his defined muscles.

You squealed as he started thrusting into you hard. Your legs coming up to latch around his waist.

“Please let me take you home, schatz. We can fuck like this all night..!” He grunted. One hand gripped the couch next to your head and the other held your hip in place. “I don’t want to stop here, not when you make me feel like this.. like I’ll go insane without you.”

His words excited you, but he was pounding into you so hard you couldn’t form a sentence— or even say yes. And oh how you wanted to scream yes.

You gasped when you felt his hand leaving your hip and taking hold of your cock, pumping it up and down quickly to the pace of his thrusts.

You felt like you would go insane without him too. The way his body enveloped yours and made you feel so incredible, so sex crazed and desperate for more of his touch.

Beads of sweat dropped from König’s forehead and onto your stomach. He was getting close to release again and hoped you were too.

Wanting to be closer, he leaned down and held you by your waist— before easily lifting you up and fucking you against his bare, sweaty chest. One hand held you by your ass and the other still on your waist.

You snaked your arms over his shoulders and held him tight as he bounced you up and down on his cock.

“Make me yours, König.. ” Your voice was hardly above a whisper.

The larger man groaned loudly when he heard you and buried himself deep inside, letting his cock fill you with cum.

That was enough to send you over the edge.

Your cock painted his chest as well as your own with cum, letting out a silent gasp and shuddering hard. This had to be the hardest you ever came in your life and you nearly lost consciousness.

Exhausted and well spent, König sat back down with you still on top of him. Both of you trying to catch your breath while stuck in a warm embrace.

Now he had to come up with a good excuse to leave his friend a little earlier than expected.

And you needed to ditch work.

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I can’t even begin to describe how appalled I was to find zero male readers for König. APPALLED. I LOVE this man.

Also please let me know if there’s specific parts I goofed on, like spelling errors and whatnot because I was in a rush to make this.

#cod #mw2 #könig #könig mw2 #könig x male reader #könig x male! reader #mw2 könig #cod könig

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iliketangerines · 2 months

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Hi I hope you’re doing well 🫂✨I love your writing and this is my first time requesting 🫣🥰

Would you mind writing mk1 Shang Tsung smut 😭😭😭 he’s soooo deviously fine in this game 🥺🫶🏽

stars in your eyes

a/n: this is not an odd request at all cutie. in fact, i love it dear god. why can't three burly angsty men destroy me in real life.

pairing: director!shang tsung x sub!afab!reader x dom!havik x dom!quan chi

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), pussy slapping, clit slapping, overstimulation, pussy eating, creampies, slight breeding kink, praise kink, degradation kink, blowjobs, hand jobs

Shang Tsung had traveled to a club and found you there, fresh-faced, nervous, but oh so pretty and submissive

you had given him a lap-dance, pretty eyes blinking up at him, pretty red lips begging to be bitten, and body looking perfect to be ruined by him

he slipped his business card in along with a few hundred in cash and waited for a phone call from you

it had taken almost a week of waiting, your body haunting his thoughts as he kept on checking his phone, but you finally called

you talked in a timid and sweet voice, and Shang Tsung wanted to hear you moan, to have your voice ruined by sucking on his cock

he tells you to come in for an audition the next day and that he’ll provide costumes for you

you agree and thank him for the opportunity, adding on an innocent sir at the end of the thanks before ending the phone call

Shang Tsung can’t help himself and pulls his cock out and imagines your lips wrapped around his dick, lipstick smeared and mascara running down your cheeks

you arrive the next day a few minutes early, and Shang Tsung observes how nervous you seem, how your make-up is applied, how you squirm in his seat as he leans in a bit closer to you

he brings you to a back room, black leather couch sitting in the back with a nice rug sitting in front of it, and Shang Tsung sits in the middle and tells you to change in the room next door and impress him

he already knows he’s going to hire you, but he wants to have a taste right now

you bite your lip and nod, going to the next room over, and Shang Tsung bounces his knee impatiently as you change into the costume he’s chosen for you

you come back into the room, face warm and eyes downcast as you tug at the harness, and Shang smirks at the sight of you

you’re dressed in a lingerie set that does nothing hide your chest or your pussy from prying eyes, and a garter belts squeeze your thighs and cause a bit of fat to pudge out

Shang Tsung has never been so hard

what really sells the vision is the collar around your neck, and he imagines it’s his collar, claiming you as his, but he shakes off the thought and beckons you to come close

you teeter a bit awkwardly in front of him, unused to his stilettos you’re wearing, but you make it in front of him and kneel in front of his spread legs obediently

he pets your hair, purring out a praise, and you face warms at the words

he leans back and tells you to pleasure him, and you bring your hands forward, unzipping his pants and pull his underwear down far enough to take his cock out through the hole

you stroke his dick, spreading the pre-cum down his shaft and take the tip into your mouth, pressing your tongue into the slit and suckling on his dick

he groans and resists the urge to grab your hair and fuck your face until you’re crying

you bob your head up and down, taking him further and further into your mouth until your nose is buried in his clothed pelvis

you hum around his dick, tongue pressing into a vein on the underside of his cock, and Shang Tsung clenches his fist to stop himself from cumming too quickly

you bob your head up and down the full length of his cock, tongue pressing and prodding against him for a few more minutes, and Shang Tsung sees stars as he finally cums into your mouth

you whine and eagerly swallow his cum, and when you come off his mouth, you stick your tongue out to show you’ve swallowed it all

Shang Tsung pets the side of your face and tells you that you deserve a reward

he helps you up on shaky legs, and he doesn’t miss the way that your wetness coats the inside of your thighs

he brings you to another room and has you sign all the papers and everything else, and he enjoys watching you squirm in your seat as you try to rub your thighs together for some friction

he sends you off and tells you the date of your first film and who else will be performing with you

you come a few minutes early to the filming day just as before, and he tells you to dress up in a costume once again, and he’ll be waiting for you in the filming room

when you knock on the door and enter, Shang Tsung knows you’re going to be a hit

that sweet expression mixed with the tight white dress and fake angel wings and halo above you really do sell you as an innocent little toy for him

two of his other actors are waiting for you in the room already, dressed with fake devil wings and horns

none of the cameras are rolling yet, but he wishes they were to catch the expression of your face as Quan Chi and Havik stand up and tower over you

they bring you over with gentle hands to the center of the room, a somewhat elaborate stage of hell, and Shang Tsung starts the cameras

there’s a bit of the introductory dialogue, but soon enough, Quan Chi picks you up, arms hooked over your legs to spread you wide apart

your dress rides up to expose your pretty pussy to the camera and Havik laughs, calling you a naughty angel for not wearing any panties

you try to deny it, but the protest turns into a yelp as Havik slaps your pussy and watches as you clench around nothing

he laughs in that deep voice, saying that naughty angels must be punished before landing a series of slaps on your pussy and pinching at your clit

make-up streams down your cheeks as you cry and sob, trying to jerk away from the contact, but Quan Chi keeps you still in his arms

Havik laughs at your pathetic mewls but finally stops abusing your drooling pussy and presses a sweet kiss onto your clit

you whine and whimper as Havik laps at your clit, using his fingers to spread your folds and dig his tongue deeper into your pussy

Quan Chi readjusts his arms, his hands digging into your thighs and leaving bruises on your soft skin, and your hips buck forward into Havik’s mouth

the man brings his fingers up, shoving them into your pussy and curling them to find that sweet spot inside of you, and he hums around your clit

you arch your back off of Quan Chi, and he chuckles as Havik starts to abuse that spot within you

Shang Tsung can see the way your wetness drips down onto the floor, and he pulls out his own aching cock and lightly strokes himself to ease some of the tension

as you throw your head back into Quan Chi’s chest, cumming on Havik’s fingers, you grow limp in his arms, eyes glassy and make-up ruined by your tears

Quan Chin puts you down on shaky legs and disappears off the camera to go and grab something, and Havik grabs onto your cheek and kisses you roughly, shoving his tongue down your throat

you whine and melt into the touch despite the roughness, and Quan Chi returns with a dildo, one that resembles a tentacle

he tells you to be a good angel and arch, and you do so without a single complaint, still occupied with the feeling of Havik roughly kissing you

Quan Chi slides the tentacle between your soaked folds, and you jump slightly at the cold silicon touching you

the man slowly slides the dildo into you, and you moan into Havik’s mouth, slightly squirming at the texture

Quan Chi swats your ass and tells you to stay still for him as he roughly fucks you on the dildo, and you moan into Havik’s mouth

the man moves down to kiss your neck, sucking hickeys into your neck, and Quan Chi continues to fuck you on the dildo, telling you you’re such a naughty angel for enjoying being fucked by two demons

you whine into the air and ask them to cum, pretty please, tears are gathering on the tips of your eyelashes

Quan Chi has a cruel smirk and says no, stuffing the dildo back into your abused cunt before forcing you on your knees

both Havik and Quan Chi take out their dicks, and Quan Chi tells you to work for your orgasm, and you whimper but put Havik’s dick into your mouth and Quan Chi’s cock into your hand

you stroke Quan Chi, flicking your wrist and pressing the pad of your thumb into the slit of his cock, and he groans at your ministrations and tells you to keep going

Havik has grabbed onto your face, fucking into your throat with reckless abandon as he tells you what a whore you are for enjoying this

your hips twitch as you try to bounce on the dildo, but with the way Havik’s holding you and Quan Chi is next to you, you can only clench your pussy around the thick tentacle

Havik pulls you off of his dick, patting the side of your face harshly with his palm as he makes fun of how whorish you look, that you’re such a cock slut

you agree dumbly, and Quan Chi grabs onto your chin and forces his cock down your throat, grabbing onto your hair and dragging you up and down on his cock

Shang Tsung can see the way Quan Chi’s throat bulges in your throat, and he wishes that were him

but all in due time

you bring your hand up to stroke Havik, but your strokes are shaky and uncoordinated as you lose air from Quan Chi thrusting into your throat

finally, he pulls out of your mouth, and Havik and Quan Chi stroke themselves, and you stick out you tongue and let them shoot their cum all over your face

you swallow what lands on your tongue, and they drag you up, Quan Chi bringing you in for a rough kiss as he gropes your ass, and Havik takes out the tentacle, a loud squelching sound filling the air

Shang Tsung stands up and exits the room, putting on his own costume, just a pair of horns and wings bigger than Havik’s and Quan Chi’s and walks back into the room

he walks in on them with Quan Chi sucking another hickey into your neck and Havik squeezing and slapping your red ass

Shang Tsung checks that the cameras are rolling before stepping onto the stage

immediately, they stop what they’re doing and pull you so that you stand between them

your wetness drips down your legs, and your wings and halo are slightly askew, but it just enhances your ruined image

Shang Tsung approaches you and tsks, putting his thumb into your mouth, and you automatically suck on it

you’re completely fucked-out, willing to do anything Shang Tsung says, and he smiles internally at the thought of that

he mocks your expression, saying that an angel should’ve look so debauched, and you can only moan around his thumb at the words

he continues on, saying maybe he’ll keep you as his own little pet, for him to use and fuck and breed when he wants to

he signals the other two to let go of you and for Quan Chi to stop rolling the cameras to move another prop on set

Quan Chi does so, and he and Havik start moving a bed onto set

but you’re still a drooling mess in Shang Tsung’s arm, sucking on Shang Tsung’s thumb and clinging onto him like a lifeline

Shang Tsung smiles and brings you to the bed and tells Quan Chi to start filming again

once he hears the camera click, he removes his thumb from your mouth and trails kisses down your neck, your stomach, until he reaches your cunt

he spreads them with his wide shoulders and forces you to keep them apart as you hiccup and sniffle as you try to grab for Shang Tsung

he tuts and tells you to be a good angel and keep your hands to yourself, and you immediately put your hands on the sheets

Shang Tsung can see how your pussy drools for him, clenching around nothing, and how it’s still swollen from the way Havik slapped it earlier

but you look so pretty like this, clit swollen and pussy sore, and Shang Tsung files away the thought of hitting your sensitive clit with a riding crop

Shang Tsung buried his nose into your clit, grinding into the overstimulated nub, and laps at your pussy with his tongue

you whine and arch off the bed but dutifully keep your hands on the bed as Shang Tsung hums into your abused cunt

he fucks you on his tongue, relishing in your needy moans and pathetic mewling, and he quickly brings you to an orgasm

as your chest heaves up and down, he climbs up and slides his dick between your folds before sliding into you

you’re still wet and tight around him despite the dildo inside of you earlier, and he groans at the feeling of you clenching down on him

he sets a brutal pace, hips slamming down onto yours and slapping against your clit, and he tells you that you can move your hands

immediately, your hands claw at his back, and he purrs about how much of a slut you look like right now and asking what the other angels would think if they saw you like this

you can’t respond, just blabbering out nonsense, and Shang Tsung slows down his pace and tells you to answer like a good whore

you babble out that they’d think you’re just a cumslut, a dump for demons to breed you with their seed, that they’d think you’re a dirty angel who can only suck dick

Shang Tsung smiles and calls you a good angel before continuing with his ruthless pace

as he continues to fuck you, tears stream down your cheeks, and he has to resist the urge to kiss them away

instead, he bites your neck, and you keen, your pussy spasming around his dick

you squirt all over his torso, and Shang Tsung’s eyes sparkle as he realizes that you’re a squirter

squirters always raked in more cash

he fucks you through your orgasm, and you can only let continue fucking into you, chasing his own release despite the sparks of pain mixing with the pleasure now

Shang Tsung’s hips stutters, and he buries himself deep inside of you and spills his cum deep inside of you

he lazily thrusts in and out of you as he cums, and pulls out when he can feel his dick softening

he looks down at the mixture of your cum and his cum mixing, and he shoves it back in with his fingers, commenting that you’re going to be a wonderful breeding bitch

Quan Chi cuts the cameras, and Havik immediately rushes over with some damp towels and water for Shang Tsung and you

the director helps you sit up, but there’s still a far away look in your eyes

he helps you drink some water and eat a small bite of a granola bar, but your eyes are still slightly watery and glossy

Shang Tsung frowns and gets up to go and check something, but you grip onto his hand and ask him in a quiet voice to not leave, small tears dripping down your cheeks and a slight sniffle escaping from you

he sends a concerned glance over to Quan Chi and Havik, who tell him to take care of you and that they’ll clean up, and he picks you up and brings you to his office

he lays you down on the couch and cuddles up next to you, and you let out a dopey smile and snuggle into his chest

you fall asleep soon after, and Shang Tsung realizes that you need a lot more comfort right now than he was providing

and then he smiles at how compliant and submissive you are, how compliant and submissive you can be, how he could get you to do anything in this state

the film releases soon after, and Shang Tsung watches as the numbers rise

he pets your head as he sits at his desk, and you whine, your cock in his mouth as he has you cockwarm him

he’s going to have so much fun breaking you in

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modern!mizu's playlist

based on my headcanons and my specific modern au !!

to start: in general I think mizu has a loser boyfriend type music taste, mainly because of loser mizu and my hc that she has 90s loser vibes if that makes any sense

LONELY EYES - the front bottoms

BAD LUCK WITH LOVE - lillian vandaam

YOUR BEST AMERICAN GIRL - mitski

BE QUIET AND DRIVE ( FAR AWAY ) - deftones

SOFT BITCH - rio romeo

I SLEPT WITH SOMEONE IN FALL OUT BOY AND ALL I GOT WAS THIS STUPID SONG WRITTEN ABOUT ME - fall out boy

UNDONE - weezer

DRINK - destroy boys

SAY IT AINT SO - calpurnia cover

MR BRIGHTSIDE - the killers

JOANIE - the front bottoms

JACKIE & WILSON - hozier

ILL CALL YOU MINE - girl in red

SHE - tyler , the creator

HARNESS YOUR HOPES ( B-SIDE ) - pavement

HEAVEN KNOWS I'M MISERABLE NOW - the smiths

DEAR MARIA , COUNT ME IN - all time low

BOYS DON'T CRY - the cure

DECODE - paramore

CREEP - radiohead

REAL MEN - mitski

ABOUT A GIRL - nirvana

EVERLONG - foo fighters

HEART SHAPED BOX - nirvana

SEXTAPE - deftones

DISORDER - joy division

DANCE , DANCE - fall out boy

CHERRY WAVES - deftones

ENJOY THE SILENCE - depeche mode

FADE INTO YOU - mazzy star

CRYBABY - destroy boys

BLESSED BE - spiritbox

BUILD GOD , THEN WE'LL TALK - fall out boy

TAKING WHATS NOT YOURS - tv girl

INARTICULATION - rio romeo

LYING IS THE MOST FUN A GIRL CAN HAVE WITHOUT TAKING HER CLOTHES OFF - panic ! at the disco

I WILL - mitski

CHANGE ( IN THE HOUSE OF FLIES ) - deftones

DEAR PRUDENCE - siouxsie and the banshees

ALL WE EVER WANTED WAS EVERYTHING - bauhaus

WET - dazey and the scouts

TOO CLOSE - sir chloe

FEAR OF DYING - jack off jill

KISS ME GIRL - hands off gretel

WUSYANAME - tyler , the creator

BIRDS DONT SING - tv girl

BEST INTEREST - tyler , the creator

I DON'T WANNA BE ME - type o negative

HOUSE OF BALLOONS / GLASS TABLE GIRLS - the weeknd

MASCARA - deftones

CLASS OF 2013 - mitski

THAT'S WHAT YOU GET - paramore

AMERICAN RIVER - destroy boys

SMELLS LIKE TEEN SPIRIT - nirvana

NEW PERSPECTIVE - panic ! at the disco

THERE'S A GOOD REASON THESE TABLES ARE NUMBERED HONEY , YOU JUST HAVEN'T THOUGHT OF IT YET - fall out boy

NOVACANE - frank ocean

BAD HABIT - steve lacy

MISERY BUSINESS - paramore

GIRLS - girl in red

I'M YOUR MAN - mitski

NINE IN THE AFTERNOON - panic ! at the disco

A LITTLE LESS SIXTEEN CANDLES , A LITTLE MORE " TOUCH ME " - fall out boy

CLAY PIGEONS - michael cera

MARY - alex g

HOW TO NEVER STOP BEING SAD - dandelion hands

EXIT MUSIC ( FOR A FILM ) - radiohead

I love my dumb bassist lesbian loser, mizu please marry me

#blue eye samurai #mizu blue eye samurai #bes #music #music headcanons #modern mizu has my heart #modern au

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MOONLIGHT SUNRISE

summary: You never thought your modeling career wouldn't turn the way it did, but, maybe this new world was a new opportunity to also find love?

warnings: smut, bdsm (mentions of it, but it's not implied yet.), fingering, nipple play, edging, orgasm denial, straddling, modeling au, fashionista?!gojo satoru, model!reader.

IMPORTANT A/N AT THE END.

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“I know you are awake! Open the door! It's good news!” Your best-friend, and roommate kept calling your name through the door, yesterday wasn't a great night. You failed at the mission to be part of some runaways, because 'you don't fit the concept' so what else you could expect? How could you achieve your modeling career?

You opened the door, and your best-friend sprinted towards you, pushing you so you could lay again on bed. “You’ve some job to do tonight.” She told you, grabbing her phone from her pocket, “Oh my god, it's not my time to do the laundry this week- you know-“

“You´re going to a runaway! I got you the job!”

“what??“

And she was right. You got the job! But this didn't seem like a normal runaway at all. You were waiting for the make-up artist to arrive while everyone had already changed into some 'weird' clothes, mostly black and silver, which, you suppose that's the theme... but... some of them, had quite different accessories.

Handcuffs... nipple clamps, harness.... were those pet collars?... gags...

“Oh! You're the newbie! A friend of mine talked me about you.” A man got closer to you, he called your name and you simple nodded. ¨Great! Here, take your clothes, this are some puffy handcuffs, well, because you're new, and we don’t want to hurt those pretty wrists. You can ask someone else to help you put them on, then… we have a black basic satin dress, pretty cute! I know, and a satin matching blindfold. So now go! Fiu! Show me what you got butterfly!¨

W....what? Everything happened in a flash, everything is happening in a flash. He pushed you into what you suppose it's a changing room...

You changed into your new clothes... no shoes... they were doing your makeup, nothing too much, you could see it was pretty natural. ¨Oh dear, you're the new one right? Want me to help you with those?¨ The makeup artist signaled at the shiny silver handcuff, with some puffy black bom-boms, you shyly nodded.

Without you telling them, they also got the blindfold on your head, how were you supposed to see? Man, I don't even know, and they were already telling you to do a line.

They were about 2 people in front of you, seeing by the small space between your blindfold and nose, only seeing the floor and feet. You felt someone slightly pushing you to start walking.

You were praying to god to not let you fall this time, one two three, one two three, was all in your head, toe heel, toe heel, you're doing it great!

Not realizing some blur orbs followed you along.

You thought this was over? Well, too bad for you, because now it's exhibition time so buyers can see what they are buying to play with! Isn't this amazing?

You couldn't see anything, trying your best to stay still, but you swear some woman was examining even the pores of your face. “I've never seen you here? Are you new here?”

She got closer to you, feeling her breathing on your face, she grabbed your hair, twirling it around her finger. “Aren't you cute?” She pulled her finger with your hair, a small whine leaving you. “Get on your knees.”

Her voice sounded demanding, it's like something controlled you. You got one knee down first and then the other. She left an astonished laugh, like she couldn't believe what she saw... not like you can.

“You don't even know nothing about BDSM! What are you doing here?”

You could hear her saying some bad remarks of your posture and how you 'aren't well trained' hearing some giggles at the distant.

She mildly slapped you, causing you to finally break-down, some tears spilling out of your eyes, thanks to the embarrassment, you were scared, mostly because you don't know what you got into.

When you felt you were about to get another hit, another voice came into space.

“Why don't you respect the models who are offering you the little toys you will use for your couple? Or are you jealous they look better on her than in you?” Her hand was tightly trapped by the other persons hand. “You better leave, because security already knows what you did, and they'll get you.”

You heard a huff from the lady, you flinched at the feeling of someone else untying your blindfold to be met with some beautiful blue crystal eyes, some white hair, and a black suit. He might be the handsomest man you ever seemed in your life. He caressed your cheek, tilting your head to the side, searching for any bruises. Then he smiled with no teeth. “Get up darling, it's okay.”

You haven't realized the big height difference between you two until you were completely up.

“Thank you...?”

“Satoru darling, call me Satoru.”

“I can’t fucking believe you!” Your best friend laughed when you told her about what happened, if she’s isn’t a bitch….

“I don’t know how you can laugh at what YOU did.”

“If i’m being honest with you, I knew it was a bdsm runaway, been into that shit for some years now, but I didn’t know the GOJO SATORU was going to be there and save your ass! You don’t know how lucky you are”

“What are you talking about? They humiliated me there! At least they had to pay me as good as they did, and thankfully they also gave me a bonus for the ‘misunderstanding’ And I couldn’t care less about Gojo Satoru, I don’t even know who he is.”

Your friend gave you the same bitchy face as the old lady from the exhibition… asshole. “What do you mean you don’t know Gojo Satoru? He’s like one of the best fashionista’s not only in the BDSM style but, in Europe he’s an icon!”

“So…?” You asked, looking for your phone somewhere in the sheets of your bed.

“So? He’s like your big chance for your modeling career! The next Bella Hadid!” She made a gesture with her hands like a rainbow, while making a serious face trying to imitate a model.

When you found your phone, the first thing you saw in your lock screen was a new text-message from an unknown number, which you showed to your friend and signaled her to open it.

“No fucking way.” Your best friend took your phone out of your hands, she couldn’t believe it.

And no fucking way, indeed. The Gojo Satoru was offering you to work for him, not only as model but as… his sub?

What?…

As you entered his house, because, obviously your friend ‘wouldn’t let you loose a chance like this’, she taught you a little bit of what’s BDSM and how it’s executed beforehand. Something new for you, but you couldn’t criticize people for their sexual preferences when you haven’t even tried it yet.

You sat at an incredible large table on Satoru’s house, (more like a mansion for you), waiting for him. His, what you suppose, assistant, told you to wait there and brought you a glass of water. As you were looking around, Satoru sat next to you.

“It’s a pretty house, isn’t it?” You looked at his beautiful blue eyes, loosing yourself in them, even though you could barely see them with those black round little glasses he was using.

Both of your introduced to the other, more formally, pulling a small chat between the both of you to know each other. Where you work, how old are you, likes and dislikes, you learned he used to be a modeling teacher before he started his formal career as a fashionista, he was also a model, he achieved a lot of things even when he’s really young. He’s really charismatic and funny, made you feel like you known him for your whole life.

But then… He suddenly pulled a folder from down the table and put in front of you.

“You can found the contract for your modeling career, we give you a paycheck every month about 30k, depends on what you do, obviously, if you accept being my sub, that’s the price, if you want to only be a model it would be reduced to 15k. You can also found a paper where you’ll give your consent to what kinks, toys, you would like to use. Depending of how you adapt you can quit or add one. But for now, it’s for the first 3 months, then you could change it.”

…

….

What the fuck. Everything was going great, what happened to hello? How are you? this changed really, really quickly.

Satoru laughed at your innocence, you couldn’t believe what was happening that you didn’t even realized you said it out loud.

“Of course, you don’t have to sign the sub contract now, we can try some more vainilla things, or just model.”

“Vainilla?” You tilted your face, looking at him, you couldn’t deny it, he’s a nice, very nice, looking guy, broad shoulders, long and strong legs, same as the arms, tall, and a pretty smile. You felt really flustered when he defended you from that lady the other day.

“Yeah, vainilla, normal sex, just fuck you and that. Or…are you a virgin?” You felt the blood rushing to your face, how could he talk about this things so normally?

“I had sex… one-two times….” You said, in a shy voice which was barely loud enough to hear.

He chuckled, his hand sliding to grab yours. “Wanna have a third time?”

“Huh?” Did you heard that right? Is he asking you to have sex?

“Do you want me to fuck you so you can see if you feel comfortable?” This time he said it slower, trying to see if your confused face would change into something else so he can know if you understood him.

“H-here?…”

“If you want to fuck here, then I guess that’s okay! Tables can be quite useful” He stood up from his seat, unbuttoning his jacket.

“Wait, wait wait! No!” He took off his jacket, and he laughed. “I’m not undressing myself sweetheart, I can tell how you’re feeling about all this, is something new to you, I understand it.”

“Uh…” You really wanted to try this, it’s something new, and it sparked some curiosity in you.

“We can try kissing?”

“Kissing?” He seemed confused, he thought he would need you known you for some time more, so you could get familiar with him, but as it seemed, you were interested in this new world of BDSM.

“If you’re comfortable about that, it’s good for me, maybe later I can take you for a coffee or tea, depending what you like.” He gave you a small smile with a wink, sitting again.

Without giving a second thought, you stood up from your seat, taking shy steps until you were in front of him. Something about him felt so familiar, you couldn’t understand what made you feel comfortable in his presence, it’s like this was something you’ve done plenty of time. You slowly sat on his lap, grabbing your arms around his neck, his hand sliding around your waist. And like that, you gave him a small peck on his lips. His face was the same as you, shocked, he wouldn’t think you would have the courage to this.

You could see a small shade of pink on his cheeks and ears, making you giggle and give him another peck. This was fun. His hand grabbed your waist in a more possessive way, it’s like it was meant to be there.

His other hand, grabbed you by the back of your head and pulled you into a kiss.

You didn’t meant to rush it, but his lips on yours felt so good that your body started unconsciously moving back and forth, you heard a small groan coming out of him and the hand that was on your head slid down to grab you by the waist too, helping you straddle him.

A small whine left your mouth when the button of his jeans touched your clothed pussy, this feeling was so hard to explain, it just felt so right.

His lips felt just as soft and heavenly as your imagination had remembered, sweet and addicting just like him.

With a sigh, you slipped your hand into his hair, tugging a bit at the soft tendrils at the back of his head.

You nearly shivered at the grunt he let out in response to the action, bucking his hips up to meet yours making you let out a hum of approval into his mouth.

Rolling your hips down onto him in response, your breath caught in your throat as he gripped your hips to guide your movements into his bulge, thrusting up off the bed to meet you as you both let out noises of satisfaction into each other’s mouths.

“How slow do you want to take this?” He asked, almost sounding pained as he panted up at you. The look in his eyes wasn’t one you were familiar with on him; wild and nearly starved.

“I… I’ve just never…”

“It’s okay darling, i’ll help you through it.”

He gets you to lay down on the table, not completely, but comfortable enough. Satoru licks and pecks every part of your body. With your arms wrapped around his neck. He kisses you slowly from your forehead, nose, lips, shoulders, collarbone , and breasts . He stopped for a while, just about your nipple. He glances up at you for a minute , he can see you were showing your vulnerable and desperate body. It wasn’t your intention, but your position and expression showed it all.

A small smirk forms on his lips before he gets under your shirt and starts to slowly suck and lick on your nipple, from time to time. The sensation makes you whimper, but he was going painfully slow with everything. You want him inside of you already and to fuck you hard.

One of his hands slid through your body until your jeans. Unbuttoning them, he inserted his hand through your panties, his fingertips brushed through your folds, coating them in your juices and you whined when you felt him rub slowly at your clit. “how long have you been like this.” his voice was so calm, a contrast to how shaky your breath was.

“When I… I started kissing you.” You gasped and he started applying more pressure to your clit.

“Poor baby.” he cooed at you. “You must be so needy.” his fingers teased at your entrance and you bucked your hips towards his hand, causing him to chuckle.

He eased one of his fingers inside you and a soft moan left your lips, your hips moving to ride his finger, his eyes intensely staring at you. “more.” you whined quietly.

“More?” he smirked and inserted another finger, feeling how your walls clenched around his digits, his hand moving to match the movements of your hips, thrusting his finger in and out of your pussy and you could ear the wet sounds it did.

Your whimpers and moans started getting louder, your nails digging into the skin of his shoulder over the fabric of his white shirt and he groaned at the feeling, letting his head fall back into your neck, staring at you with hooded eyes as you fucked yourself on his fingers. not only his fingers felt amazing but he also looked so good in front of you and just looking at him fingering you could send you over the edge. His thumb came up to rub at your clit and your teeth sinked into your bottom lip, the feeling becoming too intense.

His fingers thrusted inside of you faster and deeper, your juices running down his hand as his thumb applied even more pressure on your clit and you were so overwhelmed that you couldn’t even kiss him properly anymore, too focused on how good his fingers felt inside you.

“Cum on my fingers, baby.” He broke the kiss for a short second, encouraging you, and then went back to devouring your mouth. your fingers intertwined with the locks of his hair, pulling slightly at it causing him to groan and the feeling became too much to hold it in anymore, he suddenly stopped. A familiar ring coming through your phone. He chuckled at your face. Dry tears covered your face, hickeys all around your neck, and you were slowly moving your hips to gain the friction back.

You left a small whine at the loss of his fingers inside of you, he inserted them on his mouth, moaning at the taste. He then grabbed your phone and gave it to you.

“That’s only a preview of what you could get if you accept my offer” And with that, he just winked and left.

A/N: This was really rushed tbh, i thought of turning this into a series, but recently i've been feeling pretty bad with my english, mostly because i think i'm not good enough at writing, or expressing the story the way i would've wanted to be. I have plently of cool ideas, but i can't do them since i feel like they won't be good enough. And that's how i've been feeling about my writings recently, i think they're REALLY bad. So i might take a break, idk, maybe keep trying, or just quit. I'm still thinking about it. So i hope you enjoyed this one :)

#gojo satoru smut #gojo satoru x reader #satoru gojo #gojo satoru #jjk x reader #jujutsu gojo #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujustu kaisen #gojo satoru x reader smut

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