#they are just so based i might kiss them on the mouth

[artinvain]

abby punishes you — dacraphylia, degradation, overstim +daddy terming🥰 (and aftercare)

ﾟ+*:ꔫ:*﹤ﾟ+*:ꔫ:*﹤ﾟ+*:ꔫ:*﹤ﾟ+*:ꔫ:*﹤ﾟ+*:ꔫ:*﹤abby’s feeling carnal tonight. you’d been ovulating and it’s like she can tell, she sees how your breasts swell slightly, you’re wetter without her touching you. It’s like it wakes something in her as well, a deep desire to pull you close and feel you, really feel you. and fuck all she can think about is you in a pretty sundress, rucked up over your hips and her filling you until you’re leaking and -

“shit, honey, need you,” she groans as you come to straddle her, “come sit on my cock yeah?” abby whines, gripping your hips. she wants to wait, wants to let you take it slow but god she’s so fucking desperate. she can’t help lining you up - “need to fuck you,” she groans, her hips bucking as she brings you down on her strap. you yelp and lean forward to grip her shoulders, whining about the stretch.

“m’sorry baby, fuck— i wanna be gentle I jus’ need to fuck you. need to fill you up” she groans when you wind your hips, the strap pressing against her clit, she has to swallow hard and hold you still for a moment to stop herself from cumming, “baby hold on,” she whimpers, but you can hear the desperation veiled in abby’s breath so despite her weak efforts against it, you start to rock yourself on her, bounce and wind your hips until she’s whining, her hips bucking up, spurting some cum into you, “shit - baby, slow down m’gonna cum,” she heaves and your mouth gapes at the statement, hearing her so desperate for you — it makes you ride her harder, leaning over to kiss her as her hands squeeze your ass and then before she can help it, her boxers are wet with her cum.

she’s fucking pissed, she hates having an orgasm before you do and “you fucking know the rules,” abby groans and turns you over, “nasty little slut,” she tuts, hiking your legs up her shoulders, “you know what has to happen right baby?” you shake your head vigorously and abby smacks your cheek, her hips starting up a rough rhythm

“words,” she commands, her eyes darkening, you can see how much you’d upset her and yet there was a deep lust there, she wanted to punish you more than she cared about you actually breaking the rules. “fuck, m’sorry abby, just wanted to feel you,” you relent

abby smacks you again, “not my fucking name sweetheart,”

“m’sorry daddy!” you whine, your arms going to hold on to hers as she bucks and snaps her hips against you deep and slow, teasing you, the tip of her ridged strap rubbing on your gspot, she slows brutally groaning when you whine “no daddy please, please I’m sorry — fuck please not—“

abby pulls your wand from her drawer “shut the fuck up,” she leans over you, slapping and then puckering your cheeks “you know the fucking rules, and you broke them because you’re a dumb, desperate little slut.” she kissed your mouth

“so now you suffer the consequences,” she stills inside you and turns the wand on, pressing it to your clit and you swallow, already ready to cum, “please daddy,” you whimper, tears starting to pool in your eyes, “no, you cannot cum,” she sighs, watching how her strap disappears into your cunt, a wet creamy band forming around the base. “you broke daddy’s rules so now she has to punish you,” she cooes, a hand coming to your throat. her hips bucking slow.

“oh christ, please,” you know better than to try and move before she ties you up and ignores you completely. “no, you wanted to be my little cum dump, n now you have to wait for it honey,” she moans, removing the wand and smacking your clit until you’re crying. “aw there’s my girl. so pathetic you’re fucking crying for it,” she sighs, her hips faltering at the sight of your tears, she can feel herself getting wetter and now she might let herself cum just to spite you.

“daddy, m’sorry — please please, shit! fuck please,” you beg and abby turns the the vibrator up one, pressing herself deep and stilling. “no god please daddy m’gonna cum I can’t,”

“yes you can, fucking hold it,” she grins when your eyes scrunch up and your mouth gapes, abby absent mindedly fills it with her fingers making you gag on them, “shit, look at you,” she grunts, “so pretty gagging on me, my dick filling your cunt,” you whine, your legs beginning to tremor and when abs starts to move again, her tip rubbing up against your gspot you yelp and start to spurt your cum onto abby as you cry, “fuck, m’sorry, sorry daddy — please please,” you cry and abby laughs, “shit, dumb little cunt so fuckin desperate you can’t even hold it,” she heaves, her chest tightening at the sight of you quivering, your pussy leaking around her strap.

“my sweet little angel, gonna make you cum until it hurts,” she cooes, circling your cunt with the wand and bucks harder and faster into you. “oh god, please slow down,” you yell, your nails scratching down abby’s back. and fuck, the feeling has her bucking into you harder, her own orgasm overtaking her as she smacks your clit until she’s filling you with cum.

you try this time to squirm away from her but she’s so strong. she manages to hold you down, pressing down over you and keeping the wand vibrating there, “I can’t I can’t,” you gasp, whimpering and sobbing into her neck, “m’sorry daddy,”

“shh, it’s okay honey, that’s okay — be good for me, just cum for me one more time, yeah?”

“no please daddy,” you whine, tears a river down your cheeks

“it’s okay sweetheart, be really dumb for me like i know you can and just cum, one more time for me,” you can’t help but scream, abby has to cover your mouth with her hand and immediately stops the want, pulling out slow and taking a moment to admire the cum from drips from you, “so perfect baby, did such a good job for me,” she moans.

abby lays beside you and pulls you in close, kissing your forehead, “you did so fucking well baby,” she kissed your eyelids, wiping your remaining tears. “such a good girl, took the punishment so well,” she cooes,” rubbing your back and arms. “you’re my good girl you know that yeah?” she kisses your cheek. her chest tightening when you don’t respond.

“honey did I hurt you?” she asks gently, her hand on your cheek until she hears your snore softly,

“nuh-uh baby,” she kisses you awake, “need to know you’re okay,”

“I’m okay my love,” you whisper, cuddling into your chest, “you did perfect,” you kiss her cheek and Abby relaxes,

“you’re so good for me, you know that yeah?” you nod your head and abs starts to get up for a cloth to clean you with but she’s pulled closer by your right grip. “just a little longer,” you moan, and she relaxes into you, letting you cuddle into her chest.

tags: @lesbian-useless @sexysapphicshopowner @iamaboringrattat @sapphicsgirl @bimboprincezz

#lesbian #abby tlou smut #lesbian smut #abby tlou #abby anderson smut #nsft lesbian #Abby x reader smut #Abby smut #abby tlou x reader #abby tlou x reader smut

[nanamisdickrider]

Wrapped around my finger!

Pairing: Sub!Gojo x Dom!reader

"Satoru, what are these?" you ask your boyfriend, looking down at the box that he just handed you. A blindfold with a pastel pink shade and handcuffs that are white. And a.... pink dildo? You were confused because you never thought he would be into this. “What do you think these are?” you looked up at him and his face was bright red and he bit his lip so hard it looked painful. You didn't expect this from him, but it's not something you have a problem with.

“So should I...” he looked at you and immediately looked away, playing with the rings on his finger. “...go to bed now?” you were almost about to laugh at his face because of how submissive he was acting. You nodded your head and as soon as he got the approval he was on his way to the bedroom.

On the other hand. For about 10-15 minutes, you struggled to tighten the belt on the strap-on around your waist. Finally you decided to go to the store and have him tighten it around your ass. But when you walked into the bedroom, you saw him lying down on the soft bed, all naked with his thighs and ass lubricated. He was well-prepared. When his eyes landed on yours, he sat up immediately. “Satoru...I have a little bit of a problem, can you help tighten this belt baby?” he was nodding like a puppy, you stood infront of him and he worked on the belt. Hooking it and tightening it perfectly around your back. The dildo hit his cheek as you turned around. You grasped his hair 'Suck.'

Gojo swirled his tongue around the tip of the dildo and his fingers stroked around the base. He was maintaining his eye contact with you when he pushed the dildo further in his mouth and the tip was hitting his throat. Choking around your base as his free hand went to your thigh and squeezed it. Small tears were forming in the corner of his eyes. He bobbed his head around your cock, pulling away completely a few times to spit on the dildo and make it wetter.

You pulled his hair back and pushed him gently onto the bed. “Awh, you already prepared your little hole love? Always so eager for me no?” you climbed onto the bed and got between his legs, pushing his legs so back that his knees hit his cheeks. His ass was full on display for you. His hole was wet and clenching around nothing. You giggled and placed the dildo on his hole. Teasing him by pushing it in a little and pulling it out immediately. “Babyy..just put it in please!! I've stretched myself enough for your cock please please!!” you could tell that he was desperate. And since he was asking so nicely, you couldn't really say no.

You gave in and pushed in the dildo. His toes started curling when you were only halfway in “T-There’s more?!” he shot his eyes open and looked down to see where y'all were connected. His head was thrown back when you were fully in. His eyes rolled back as he let out broken moans and screams. “Move...pl–ease!” Gojo says. “such an impatient slut for me.”

That was the last thing you've said before thrusting in him at a brutal pace. His head was hitting on the headboard. You pulled him by legs because you were worried he might have a headache later for the hits on his head. His hands came to his ass and tried to spread it more for you, all while he was drooling and his eyes were in the back of his head. You leaned in towards his face, pushing in your cock deeper in him. You kissed his tears and forehead. “Mmph! You're so..so deep in me..I can—feel it all!..” he was seeing stars for sure. You twisted Gojo's nipples and he instantly arched his back off of the bed. Moaning out loudly. You knew his nipples were sensitive and that's why you leaned down and bit on them. “Baby! I'm s–sensitive down there be gentle pleas-AH!” you cut him off by pulling out the dildo completely just to slam it back in. You angled your hips in many ways until you found that soft gummy spot inside him. You moved your hips to the right and he almost screamed. His hands trying to push your hips away. That's how you know you found it. “Dont push me away Satoru. You're the one who wanted this right? Now take it all in and be a good boy for me.”

You were thrusting in your cock in that same spot continuously. His hands were roaming around trying to hold onto something, fingers digging into the sheets. He was close. You pushed his hips down onto the bed and fucked him with the dildo faster. “mmh–Aah! ‘m I'm closee..so so close..” he whimpered and even though you were pushing him down into the sheets. He still arched his back when the orgasm hit him. Warm ropes of cum shooting from his tip. Covering his chest and your waist with the sticky liquid. You slowly thrusted in until he was done.

You pulled out and sat down. Looking at him as he catches his breath and rubs the tears away from his eyes.

“Dont think that we're done here, you're forgetting about the blindfold and the handcuffs. One more round with those my sweet boy ♡”

#anime smut #jujutsu kaisen #lazywrites♡⁠˖⁠꒰⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠⑅⁠꒱ #jjk #jjk smut #gojou satoru x reader #jujutsu kaisen headcanons #smut! #gojo smut #gojo satorou #gojo sensei #satoru gojou #gojo satoru #gojo satoru smut #gojo satoru x you #gojo x y/n #gojou satoru #jjk gojo #jujutsu gojo #sub gojo satoru #gojo x reader #gojo #jjk satoru #satoru smut #satorugojo #jujutsu satoru #satoru #gojo x you #gojo sub #sub gojo

[demetris-cocksleeve]

(A/n: The Stoner! Sero brain rot is real)

(I'd say "don't do drugs and stay in school, kids" but y'all aren't supposed to be here so I think all my bases are covered lol)

(Not proofread)

Word Count: 1,352

Summary- The herb might relax him but nothing helps as much as sinking into your hot, wet cunt.

Warnings: Mentions of drugs (Sero smoked beforehand + him and reader smoke towards the end), Pull-out method (use protection ppl, STDs and pregnancy don't seem fun!)

Age Rating: 18+ Minors DNI

Stoner! Sero x Fem! Reader: Stress Relief

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From Hanta💕:

'Hey babe, mind if I swing by?'

Read 10:27 pm

It's as soon as your confirmation sends that you hear a knock at your window.

"There's no fucking way…" you mumble, moving to look past your curtains. Sure enough, the lazy grin of your boyfriend is just behind the glass.

"If you had said "no," this would be very awkward," his voice is muffled as he scratches the back of his head with a chuckle.

You slide the window open and yank him inside, ready to scold his recklessness. "What if you'd been caught? My parents would never allow you over again!"

Hanta pulls you in by the waist, "But I didn't~"

"Missed you…" He says, dipping down to kiss you.

The kiss tastes earthy and you immediately know the real reason for his visit. "Rough day?"

His head drops to your shoulder with a groan, "That obvious?"

"With the weed breath mixed with the way you're gripping my ass? Not at all." His hold loosens a bit at the call out, but his hands don't move.

"I'd say I'm sorry, but I'm not."

"I never said you had to be," you guide his lips back to yours, backing up until your bed takes your legs out.

Hanta wastes no time following you down. His fingers come up to trace the line of your jaw before tangling in your hair, drawing it back so he can suck marks into the delicate skin. You can't help but to sigh out a moan when he nips at a particularly sensitive spot. "I want you so badly right now, baby…"

"Then have me," you gasp at the cool fingers that are suddenly under your shirt, inching their way up to toy with your breasts.

They stop in their tracks as he pulls back enough to gaze at you with blown pupils. "Oh, I plan to."

His voice is rough with need as he sits up to shed his shirt, exposing him to your ogling. Once his shirt is somewhere across the room, he slides his hands back up your shirt until he can pull it off of you.

You work on your pants and underwear while he watches as more and more of your skin becomes available.

"Fucking hell, babe-" He grips under your knees to yank you down the bed, flushing your hips with his. Hanta leans down to kiss you again, shifting his weight to one hand as the other slides between you to feel the growing dampness between your thighs. "So wet... This for me?"

Gathering your arousal, he brings his fingers to his lips and makes a show of tasting you. The sight of him sucking your juices off of his fingers has you clenching around air, desperate for any relief.

With a *pop*, his fingers leave his mouth; he wipes his spit off on your sheets as you pull him down for another kiss. The earthy flavor of the weed he smoked earlier mixes with your tangy sweetness in a way that has your eyes rolling back and a moan sneaking up your throat. He grinds his hips into yours, letting you feel the prominent bulge beneath the denim.

"Sero Hanta, if you don't fuck me right now, I'm gonna riot, I swear to god-" You tug on his beltloop, getting impatient with all the touching.

"Someone's impatient," He laughs, shaking his head as he stands up, "Don't worry, baby, I gotcha."

Deft fingers unbutton his jeans and slide down the zipper; he shimmies out of them, kicking them to the side along with his boxers and finally freeing his hard length. You reach out, pulling him close as he crawls back over you.

His arm flexes next to your head as it takes on his weight while the other lines the head of his cock up with your slick folds. Slowly, he pushes into you, inch by agonizing inch, until he's buried to the hilt. A guttural groan escapes his lips at the feeling of your tight cunt enveloping him. "Fuck, you feel amazing..."

Your hands grip at his shoulders at the stretch, but your legs eagerly fall apart, allowing him to sink even deeper inside.

"That's it, baby. Open up for me; let me make you feel good."

His calloused hands grip your hips, steadying you as he starts to thrust in long, languid strokes. HIs eyes are hooded with lust as he drinks in the sight of you sprawled out beneath him.

You clamp your hands over your mouth as he picks up the pace, not wanting to be caught. Especially not when you can feel your core tightening, preparing for release.

Hanta leans down, capturing your lips in a hungry kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth as he continues steadily thrusting into you.

Suddenly, he shifts, causing him to brush against you just right; the jolt it sends through you has your toes curling and your hand shooting up to grip his arm, desperate to grounding.

"Oh, my god, Hanta. Do that again," you plead, needing to feel that again.

A wolfish grin spreads across his face, his hips snapping forward again and again, abusing your cunt. "You like that, baby? I've got plenty more where that came from..."

"You feel incredible... so hot and tight around me." HIs thrusts pick up speed, pounding into you with deep, calculated strokes that leave you trembling. He slips his hand down once more to draw tight, little circles on your clit, matching the rhythm of his hips.

Your walls start clamping down, attempting to keep his length inside you as you get closer and closer to cumming. The sudden tightness makes Hanta choke out a groan; it forces him to slow to a grind inside of you. Your hips have started to roll up to meet his thrusts and god, you're so close.

His thumb presses harder against your sensitive bundle of nerves, coaxing you closer and closer to the edge. "C'mon, princess, come undone for me; I wanna feel you fall apart on my cock."

His pace grows more erratic, chasing both of your releases as the coil of pleasure clenches impossibly within you. It feels like as soon as it tightens to it's limit, the coil snaps and you cum with a debauched moan. Hanta's hand shoots up from playing with your clit to clamp down on your mouth.

"Shhh!" His frantic shushing does little in quieting you when his mouth returns to sucking and nipping at your neck.

His hips start to falter, the clamping of your walls around him drawing his own orgasm out; with a few more erratic thrusts, he finds his release, slipping out of you just in time to paint your thighs with his milky spend.

With a final shudder, he collapses against you, rolling to the side just enough to avoid crushing you. He holds you against him as you both thrum with the aftershocks of your climaxes. Thoroughly dazed and satisfied, Hanta presses sloppy, lazy kisses along your jaw and neck.

After laying together for a minute, Hanta rolls over to grab his jeans from the floor, rummaging through the pockets before he suddenly grins, producing a blunt and his dented zippo. He nestles back against the pillows, pulling you against him. Flicking the lighter to life, he sparks the end, taking a long, slow drag. He holds the smoke for a moment before exhaling, the fragrant haze curling around you both.

"Care to share, beautiful?" He holds it out to you, gaze heated as he watches you take a puff with it still held between his fingers, your fingers wrapped gently around his wrist. Your eyes don't leave his as you slowly breathe it out through your nose.

His hand caresses your jaw, careful to keep the cherry away from your skin. "My pretty baby..." he murmurs before taking another pull, savoring the heady sensation as the drug curls around his mind.

He presses a kiss to your lips, prying the open and breathing the smoke into you. "Let's stay like this for a while, hm?"

#sero hanta smut #sero hanta x reader #sero hanta x reader smut #sero x reader #sero hanta #hanta sero #hanta sero x reader #hanta sero smut #“sero” no longer looks like a work to me and that tells me im done tagging lmao

[littlemut]

#🇳🇵 #and ​it really does #they are just so based i might kiss them on the mouth #nepal #i mean it’s all in the flag #they’re so good at being their wonderful self we should all learn a little something from them #tiktok #tiktok hate #death to tiktok #death to short form video content

[rosenfey]

dunmer girlies :3c feat some new ones [x]

🌋 ashrah /nerevarine • 🍷 aine /vampire

📜 freyleth /arcanist • 🌿 aveli /dragonborn

#oc: ashrah telos #oc: ardaine eneadour #oc: freyleth arlathi #oc: avelieth feyran #hihi first time showing off ashrah and aveli! :3 #ashrah is an orphan raised by an ashlander tribe! she was found mysteriously abandoned in the middle of an ashen plain hence the name #she loves golden jewellery and has a lot of piercings. she's a mage and favors destruction magic (fire based attacks mostly) #and she carries a staff to help her on long walks (and also to bludgeon people with fhdhd) #aine is my vampire mommy from eso. that I post abt the most! she's very stoic appearing but has a good heart #but also is always done all the time. being immortal does that to you when you are several thousands of years old :))) #she's constantly the ben affleck smoking.jpg #freyleth is just baby. friend shaped. loves eldritch horrors. kisses hermaeus mora on the mouth #avid bookworm. tentacle magic. loves to make flowercrowns and giggle #aveli is my newest dorter and hopefully I get to play as her once my game is modded (and works. crossing fingies dhshsh) #she's an alchemist herbalist and a healer! loves to travel the land cataloguing herbs and mushrooms. she's very self insert okay. #sweet baby #didn't fit maeve because she's a bit of an outlier (clockwork city resident) and there weren't any good options for her there #anyway im learning to post more abt my ocs so you might see more abt them in the future :3

[snowberrycherry]

more nsfw threesome könig and ghost headcannons

warnings: nsfw so mdni, fem!reader

[based on a req, kinda short i might add more later but this is all i could think of rn]

♡ könig and ghost taking turns holding a vibrator against your pussy. like ghost pressing the toy against your clit whispering how could you’re doing with his warm breath against your sopping cunt while könig watches hungrily while rubbing your tits and softly stroking your hair.

♡ or konig holding it against your cunt, telling you the sweetest words while simon is happily licking and sucking at your nipples while you moan for könig to let you cum. but right when you’re about to see stars he quickly removes the vibrator from your pussy leaving you nearly crying, begging him to allow you to cum

♡ both of them eating you out at the same time. spreading your legs as wide as they can and them diving in between your legs as they try to lick at you first. imagine looking down at both of their mouths trying to overpower the other. they’re just both so horny for you. königs soft eyes looking up at you while he licks and sucks on your clit like he’ll never do it again and simons eyes glaring at könig while he’s stuck kissing your inner thighs. which is still nice but he’s so greedy he just wants your pussy.

♡ the overstimulation they would give to you omg? like ghost just grabbing your hips and eagerly slamming into you, pulling at least 2 orgasms out of you, leaving your legs shaking and your whole body sweaty. you have a bit of time before könig starts begging you for his turn to fuck your cunt telling you how desperate he is for your already soaked pussy

♡ also they are both so competitive for your attention especially simon. like whenever you suck königs cock first he takes that so personal and he’ll make sure you suck his dick even better, grabbing your by the back of your head and thrusting his hips, practically making you choke and gag all over him. he’s literally grunting and moaning by the way like he’s soo

♡ ghosts loves to use his long fingers on you. they’re so deep inside of your sopping pussy, gently rocking them back and forth into you while your hips start to quiver from the intense amount of pleasure. but königs soft hands holds you in place with his thumb circling on your clit, occasionally spitting on your cunt to make you even wetter for both of them.

#cod smut #cod mw2 #könig cod #könig x reader #könig modern warfare #könig smut #könig x you #simon ghost riley x you #ghost cod #ghost mw2 #ghost x reader #simon riley smut #könig #könig mw2 #simon riley x reader #ghost call of duty #mw2 smut #simon riley #yassssssssss

[erwinsvow]

An idea popped into my head that I feel you would write very well!

Rafe x virgin!reader. They are having a pretty heavy make out sesh, he slips his hand into her pants and then she just blurts it out? Like, "I'm a virgin," and she's like terrified. But rafe doesn't mind at all.

(also, is the 🪩 taken.)

oh my goodness!! I’m obsessed with this. no it is not taken omg welcome to the club!!!!!!!!!! ty so much for requesting 😚😚😚😚

your night with rafe had gone as perfect as any night could have, dinner by the beach, watching the sun go down while you ate dessert, and then heading back to tannyhill with him for the night, like you always did.

your nights with rafe always ended the same day, crawling into bed wearing one of his big shirts and then making out until you were soaking through your panties and rafe was hard beneath you. you're sure that rafe might have guessed you're a virgin by now, from the way everything he does is so new to your body, reacting primally to every touch. the two of you fall asleep like that, and you feel tingly from your head to your toes, waiting for rafe to say something about going further.

you're sure he would. there's no doubt in your mind that he's ready to, and he's probably done this with a million girls before you-a thought that makes you want to cry, but you put that aside. you're rafe's now, and you know that giving him your virginity is part of the deal. you're not sure just when that'll be, since he has you in your panties nearly every night.

maybe it'd be tonight. when the two of you get back to his room, you head for his dresser immediately to pull out a shirt, but rafe pushes you against the door. he leans down into a deep kiss, and you let it progress, hands snaking into his hair while he holds your waist tightly, his own hands running up and down the soft material of your sundress.

it's a little uncomfortable against the door like this, but rafe eases you up immediately, your legs wrapping around him while he pins you in place. you don't mean to start moving your hips, grinding down against him, it's just instinct, chasing that toe-curling feeling that you haven't been able to feel with rafe yet. his hands snake further down to the hem of your dress, and then slide underneath the material to the smooth skin of your legs.

rafe's hands keep traveling, gripping your thighs while he keeps you locked in a kiss that has you feeling dizzy, would have your knees weak if he wasn't holding you up. his tongue pokes into your mouth, and you moan around it, not even wanting to pull away to breathe.

you have to, though. rafe's hands are at the waistband of your panties, and just as he starts to grope, finding where he can yank them down so he can finally do what he wants to you, you pull away, hands resting flat on his chest.

he likes you like this--hair disheveled, lips red and swollen, the strap of your dress hanging off your shoulder. he leans in, pressing a kiss to your shoulder and then your collar, then up your neck.

"rafe," you whine, but it's easy to let him keep going. "we should stop-"

his eyes dart up to meet yours, pulling his face away from your neck.

"why would i do that, hm?" he kisses you again, but you turn your head away. "finally got you where i want you."

"i-well, i'm a virgin, rafe." it falls out of your mouth, even though you've spent countless hours thinking about the best way to tell him. you've thought everything through, how to say it, how to reply based on his response, how to deal with the embarrassment you're sure to feel.

"yeah?" he questions, pulling away to look at you in the eyes. still pushed against the wall, you can feel his hard dick pressed against you. the two of you don't move an inch, besides for the nodding of your head to answer his question.

"so, no one else has ever touched you where m'touching you?"

you shake your head.

"and no one's ever seen you like this?"

you shake again, feeling your eyes get watery.

"i'm sorry-"

"why're you saying sorry? told you to stop doin' that."

"because... because it's embarrassing."

"says who? hm?"

"says everyone. right?"

"no, kid. not me. you want me to stop?" your body melts into his grip. you shake your head again. "good girl. c'mon, get on the bed. not taking your virginity against this door."

#THIS WAS SOO FUN!!! <333 #pls come again!!!! lmk if you liked it??? #📮 asks #rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader #🪩 anon

[anantaru]

thinking about boxer!wriothesley who always pays for your nails to get done bc he likes to see your pretty manicured hands wrapped around his cock after he wins his match 💅🏼 I’ve been suffering from wrio brain rot lately 🥴

⊹ ‧₊˚ ᰔ cw. handjob & cock kisses, boxer! wriothesley, petname: doll & baby, cumming in your mouth, established relationship // ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝⸝⸝ᐢ꒱ ♡ fem! reader

"let me look at them baby, show ‘em," a sinning shine materializes on wriothesley's pupils, accompanied by a small grunt in his throat— and his tousled hair was reflective of the light in the empty store room, glinting at his current state.

he was still high off the adrenaline from his fight, sweaty and still trying to regulate his breathing. yet most of the damage was shown by his knuckles, although they were covered by white bandages, the irritated flesh peaks through the material to expose a scarlet red thudding on his skin.

you gently take his hands into yours before kissing his knuckles, holding him close.

a grunt leaves his throat at the sensual sight before your body settles between his muscular thighs, his hands guiding you, "you like the color i picked out?" a cheeky grin traces the outlines of your face as you look up at his focused gaze.

being bold, you sweep your pretty nails towards his bulge, "see, they're even a little sharp, i might scratch you on accident," you tease and tauntingly glide the sharp edges of your nails over his concealed erection, featherlight, and leaning down to kiss him through his pants.

wriothesley was panting harshly as he looks down at you, his facial profile holding on to mischief. he sighs, watching eagerly how you're playing around with his belt as he aids you in taking off his pants, "yeah, baby," he hums sweetly, cock twitching at the hopping click of his belt springing free, "you're so fucking hot, doll, the color looks gorgeous on you,"

wriothesley cannot stop himself from complimenting you in every way imaginable when he's on the brink of choking at the painful sensation on his cock, his breath erratic as you kiss his ache away with your plush lips granting him a break.

the tip of his cock was peaking through the thin material of his boxers as wriothesley casts his underwear down to leave it piled up around his knees before wrapping his rough palm around himself, squeezing at the base, "you wanna show me the color better?" he winks, stroking his stiffened cock and whines out your name.

"yeah, please let me do it," you pout briefly as he lightly smears his tip over your mouth to bump it against your bottom lip, "easy now," he coos, "let me play with it first," as he hurries it over your plush lips— a sheen lace of lipgloss connecting to his cock and smearing a trail of sticky liquid behind.

the foul sight of it almost made him cream on the spot, and how your fingers were now getting bolder, fluttering over the rills of his sore muscles and only adding to the desire to feel your hand clamp around him.

and it's the reality he's so grateful for when your hand pulls his own away, so you could wrap your palm around his cock, taking over, "did you hear me cheer for you today?" you start with slow strokes, yet he's choking on a string of groans just by looking at you doing it for him, "i wanted to support you so badly," you slope your body forward to touch his tip with your mouth, flipping it left and right over your lips before kissing the oozing head.

"fuck, you're gonna make me cum like that," wriothesley chokes out, placing his fist against his mouth as he bites into it, muffling his erratic groans, "fuck— fuck... fuck doll," his voice cracks as you go on, squeezing him at the base and working him through a nice orgasm that would rip through him in a heart beat.

your lips kiss over his shaft and mess him up, not only with his own milky pre oozing from the slit, but your sparkly lipgloss sticking over the skin so lusting, yes, it felt so dirty and your hand was drenched in all kinds of fluids now— which well, it was disgusting, but in the most pleasurable way imaginable.

wriothesley rasps into his chest, "fuck... i'm gonna cum, ‘gonna cum doll," as he pulls his head back and scrunches his eyes shut. he spasms around your hand shifting into a faster, more efficient tempo as you jerk him off, trying harder and harder to gloss over every inch of his length.

"you wanna cum in my mouth?" the simple imagery you laid out after asking him almost took all the willpower inside of his nerves and body to not climax and ruin it, "yeah.. please— please.." he holds against your shoulder as you part your jaw and slide him inside your warm heat.

how your throat flexes around his tip and your tongue presses into the underside of his cock was sensational— the affectivity of your hot mouth made his eyes water, fully leaning into you as he spills himself with a loud groan and a chant of your name huffed out desperately.

the soreness in your throat was more prominent than ever but was immediately smothered by a warm, sticky load of his seed as you're hiccuping on the wave of cum entering your mouth.

"fuck, that's good, yeah..." he moans, "don't swallow it, show me instead," as he commands shamelessly, a rough palm shortly after cupping your cheek as you pull him off your mouth.

you drag your tongue out to present your boyfriend a wickedly beautiful look of his milky cum slithering all from your tongue towards the tip of the wet muscle, a small droplet falling to the ground as he smirks mischievously;

"now, swallow."

©2024 anantaru do not repost, copy, translate, modify

#genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin smut #genshin impact smut #wriothesley x reader #wriothesley smut #wriothesley x you #genshin x you #genshin impact x you #genshin drabbles #genshin impact drabbles

[h0ttestgrlinm0urgu3]

𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔶 𝔭𝔦𝔫𝔨 𝔟𝔬𝔴

𝖍𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖞 𝖈𝖆𝖛𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗

summary [henry let's you play with bows and you get carried away]

warnings [smut, mouth stuff🎀, bimbo~ish ig, no p in v, pet names, soft dom henry🎀]

being the type of girl you were you loved ribbons and bows. they weren't something you indulged in often as a child, growing up in the country and all, but once you got older you feel in love with them.

you'd put them everywhere, in your hair, on your clothes, there's even some on your walls and others tied around stuffed bears.

Henry had recently gotten you these really cute ribbon bow clips and you were currently sitting beside him putting them in his hair. he's not really paying attention to you, he's used to this kind of treatment and just sat scrolling on his phone. you dropped one of the clips from his hair and in to his lap. as you go to reach for it a thought flashes in your mind. 'can I put a bow on your dick?' you ask your boyfriend after retrieving the clip.

you see the way henry freezes and hurriedly say 'not these, like ribbon' you clear up. he lets out a breath and laugh before looking at you 'I was scared for a sec baby' he says tucking a peice of hair behind your ear making you smile. he returns your smile and leans in for a kiss. 'of course I'll let my pretty girl dress me up' henry says sitting back up with the clips still in his hair.

so excited you jump up and let out a squeal 'omg yay' you scream about to go into you and Henry's shared room for some ribbon. turning to him before you go saying 'don't get hard' which earns you an eye roll as you leave 'you wanna do it or not' he mumbles as your walking but you hear.

in the room your trying to figure out what color ribbon you wanted. you got it down to pink and purple, so you bring them out to henry. 'which one do you want?' you question, you sit beside him on the couch, getting comfortable with your upper half mostly on his lap. 'whatever matches my hair' he says as he scrolls through something.

you go with the pink since he had pink in his hair. unzipping his jeans and pulling his cock out your really happy to see the he wasn't hard. it might sound odd but you liked playing with his soft cock. cutting the ribbon to length before throwing everything on to the floor. you start to tie the ribbon at the base of his dick, humming to yourself as henry continued on his phone, you could care less.

looking down at the pretty pink bow you made your so proud in your self. you let out a giggle in excitement and notice the way Henry's cock twitched when you laughed. your mouth begin to water. trying something else you lightly blow making it twitch again.

you mouth became the ocean and you desperatly needed to taste him. opening your mouth and letting droll drip onto the head of his cock before lowering your head and licking it up. 'ohh fuck baby' henry moans out at the unexpected pleasure, finally placing his attention on you.

you take the tip of this cock in your mouth savering the taste of him. opening your mouth wider you take his full soft length in. feeling the bow brush against your lips. feeling him swell you come up for air letting out a little whine at the fact that this is the first time he's ever fully fit in your mouth, and it's because hes never let you suck it soft. and it's not gonna last much longer, but you'll enjoy having him in your mouth either way.

looking up to meet his gaze he grips your jaw and squeezes your cheecks together. sticking out your tounge he roughly brings you up for a sloppy kiss, gripping the back of your scalp. he breaks the kiss to leave kisses all over your face before letting you go back down to his cock, which is now fully hard.

bow intact.

you lick from the base to the tip repetadly. bringing your focus more to the head of his cock you bring one hand to the base and the other to his balls. 'fuck baby you know daddy likes that' he moans out as his hips buck forcing the tip of his cock all the way into your mouth. you gag a little before you adjust to it returning to your pace.

henry looks down to the ungodly display infornt of him. you desperatly sucking his cock, pretty hands playing with his balls with a pretty pink ribbon rapped around his cock, your eyes are watery, the floor beneath you full of droll and pre cum. your looking up to him eyes glossed over moaning every so often telling him just how much you love his cock.

'ahh- fuckk, baby im gonna cum' he moaned out. forcing the rest of his cock into your moth and down your throat henry couldn't hold back any longer. his cum being forced down your throat and falling from the sides of your mouth around his cock getting your bow all dirty. removing him from your mouth with a giggle and a smile so happy that you grew into loving bows.

[a/n: this randomly came to me and I wrote it right away so if it's bad blame it on that. 🎀]

#henry cavill #clark kent #bimbo reader #black fanfic writer #henry cavill x reader #henry cavill x black reader #x black fem reader #clark kent x reader #henry cavill smut #bd/sm kink #bd/sm daddy #smut #clark kent smut #coquette #girlblogging #daddy's good girl

[bettymylove]

love

pairing: theo nott x reader

content: it's smut based on this ask

a/n: sorry it took me so long to write this i have my exams going on hope you like it<33

love

such a complex emotion they why, oh why did you feel it so easily, maybe it was theo or maybe it was just the way he loved you always knowing what you need and today was no exception.

it was just a few days before your period, hormones raging you reached class though it was an effort to do so.

that look

it was enough to kill you and in this state it was enough to push you over the edge you craved his touch right now and his eyes following your every moment wasn't helping.

and when you walked to get to your desk his hand coming up to hold your wrist to pull you back made you want to sit in his lap and take him right there.

"baby, are you okay?" his eyebrows knitted together in worry and the bell rang before you could form the words to answer him.

his eyes asked you the same question, in a silent whisper and you lied with a simple nod, how were you to convey with your eyes what even you words couldn't begin to form.

you needed but one thing and it was a simple word, theo.

finally class ended and the only solution you found for yourself was pulling theo in the nearest closet you could find.

basically clinging to him pulling him down by his collar to whisper in his ear, "I need you right now", and once again his eyes asked a silent question of 'are you sure?'.

a nod was the only form of consent your body allowed to give him and he took it as he knew your period was approaching and the state you were in right now.

"not here let's go to my room", he assured you with his voice and you found the warmth you so craved for.

you let him drag you to wherever he was taking you, thinking was a hard option in this haze, but you knew you would let him take you to hell and back happily.

finally reaching his dorm, your hands instantly went to his shirt buttons undoing them one by one slightly pushing him towards the bed until he was sitting down on the edge.

you made your way to the empty spot on his lap, hands going up to pull at his hair to pull him slightly down still a little distance evident between his lips and yours.

and reading your mind, he made the first move bringing your lips to his kissing you so passionately that you could curl up and die while kissing him.

turning you in his lap he laid you down on the bed, he knew now was the time for the soft caresses and all the time should be dedicated to you.

slowly going down he reached face to face with your cunt removing all the layers of clothing delicately until his fingers reached inside of you stretching you out and giving you the pleasure you craved.

soon his mouth joined his fingers and you cried out his name, and he grunted in response the vibrations putting your pleasure above a notch. your hands reached his hair on reflex pulling it with all your might.

and then with a chant of his name you came all over his face coating him with your juices.

"i need you inside of me" you looked at him desperate eyes and he looked back at you with the same lust filled eyes.

he kissed your neck hands slowly going to unbutton your shirt and bra his kisses started trailing down until his touch left your body and you craved for more.

he slowly removed his pants and boxers revealing his hard dick, it was red on the tip and you were definitive you wanted it inside of you.

he slowly gave in to your pleas and pushed in inside of you albeit gently so as to ease your pain and not add to it.

soft gaspy moans, light kisses and steady thrusts was all what happened until it was not too long before you hit your second orgasm.

yelling out his name you came around him clenching impossibly tight around his dick, and he couldn't help but have the same reaction hearing your moans and feeling you milk around him.

after pulling out of you he laid down your side, pulling you close, his hand going to masaage your lower stomach.

sighing you said,"what did i do deserve you?" and he replied with a simple chuckle.

#slytherin #draco malfoy #harry potter #theo nott #enzo berkshire #theo nott fic #theo nott x reader #theo nott x y/n #theo nott x you #theodore nott #theodore nott scenarios #theodore nott x reader #theodore nott fic #theodore nott smut #theodore nott imagine #theo nott imagine #theo nott scenario #theo nott smut #chitasmut

[bigskyandthecoldgun]

based off this post i made a couple days ago lmao

words: 2.1k

Generally speaking, Steve Harrington is a pretty good boyfriend.

He takes Eddie out, never lets him pay for stuff if he can help it—hell, he’s even bought Eddie flowers before. And Eddie’s not complaining, because it’s hard enough to find another queer man in Hawkins, let alone one willing to date him. So Steve is his first boyfriend, and Eddie hasn’t had much (read: any) experience with dating.

But he’s pretty damn sure by the time they hit the three-month mark that Steve’s staunch refusal to hold his hand is unusual.

It’s not like Steve isn’t affectionate. More often than not, Steve’s arm will be around his shoulders or his waist, and there are no shortages of kisses anywhere and everywhere. But Steve won’t hold his hand. And he hasn’t let Eddie give him a handjob. Which—the latter isn’t as much of an issue, because maybe Steve’s just not a fan of handjobs, and that’s fine, Eddie’s not an asshole, Steve’s more than entitled to say no to stuff like that.

Though, Steve’s got no problem putting his hands to work, so what is it about the idea of holding hands or Eddie touching him in the same way that makes Steve so weirdly uncomfortable?

Eddie’s first thought had been that Steve might just not like holding hands. That the clamminess of another palm in his gives him the same kind of sensory ick that Eddie gets from getting adhesive residue on his hands. But Steve holds hands with Robin all the time with no problem, so it can’t be that.

His second thought is that Steve might be so used to being the ‘man in the relationship,’ so to speak, that he doesn’t think Eddie would want to be as handsy. But, again—doesn’t explain the hand holding thing. Because Steve had definitely held hands with girls he’d dated in the past, if Eddie’s high school memories aren’t failing him.

So what the hell is it?

What’s so unthinkable about being touched by Eddie?

And Eddie tries not to read too much into it, because he’s more than aware that both he and Steve have some internalized stuff about being queer, and maybe Steve’s just working through that. He tries not to read too much into it because Steve is a good boyfriend, save for this one weird thing, and maybe they’ll get to a point where Steve will tell him why he doesn’t want to hold hands or have Eddie’s hands on his bare skin for more than a minute or two.

They’re making out on Steve’s couch one night, Eddie’s hands on Steve’s waist and Steve’s hands already halfway through undoing the button on Eddie’s jeans. Eddie starts to tug at Steve’s shirt to get it untucked from his jeans. “C’mere, wait, lemme touch you,” Eddie breathes, and Steve grins against his mouth before backing away. Eddie blinks, utterly confused. “What? What is it?”

Steve just laughs, shakes his head, and dives back in for another kiss. “You’re funny,” he murmurs against Eddie’s lips, and Eddie feels a weird tug in his gut, because something’s wrong, and Steve’s acting weird again about Eddie touching him.

He thinks it’s funny.

Thinks it’s funny that Eddie wants to touch him.

Well, firstly, ouch. Secondly, that’s a real jerk move, but he’s torn between telling Steve off and getting off. He ends up going with the better option, because Steve might be acting like a jerk, but he’s a jerk that’s jerking Eddie off, so…better than nothing, Eddie supposes.

He doesn’t bring it up again for another three months, resigning himself to have his hands redirected from Steve’s bare skin and remaining steadfastly un-handheld. And, sure, y’know, he might be able to attribute it to the fact that they spend a lot of time with people who don’t know they’re together yet, but that possibility is quickly eradicated when Steve suggests that they tell the rest of the Party about them.

“You sure you wanna do that?” Eddie asks, brows raised skeptically, because for a guy who won’t hold Eddie’s hand, Steve’s pretty gung-ho about airing their business to the rest of the group.

Steve just tilts his head, a cute little look of confusion on his face. “Why wouldn’t I?” he asks, like the idea of him not wanting people to know about him and Eddie is crazy. Steve blinks, the confusion turning to concern. “I mean, unless you’re not ready. I don’t want to pressure you—”

“You can tell them,” Eddie cuts in, fidgeting with his rings. “I’m—yeah. Yeah, you can tell them.”

Maybe this will finally give Steve the push he needs to get over himself and hold Eddie’s goddamn hand before Eddie goes crazy and gets shipped off to Pennhurst.

Or…maybe not.

Because Steve still won’t hold his hand. Or let Eddie touch him.

The one time Eddie had managed to get his hands on Steve’s bare skin, he’d spotted Steve itching at the spots Eddie had touched in the bathroom later that night, the door only open a crack. Which is pretty dramatic, even for Eddie’s taste. Is the feeling of Eddie’s hands on him really so awful? Christ, Eddie’s getting sick and tired of this shit.

Eventually, nine months into their relationship, Steve blatantly moves a hand away from Eddie’s during a movie night when Eddie tries to take hold of it. In front of their friends. Eddie sucks up his wounded pride and corners Nancy in the kitchen later, after the first movie is over and they’ve been sent to get snacks while Steve and Robin argue over what movie to play next, wondering if he should even be asking her.

“Something on your mind?” she asks, because he hasn’t come up with anything to start with yet, and Eddie sighs.

“Is—okay, did Steve ever—when you guys were dating, did he ever, like, not hold your hand?” he asks, and Nancy tilts her head.

“I mean, sometimes…? It was only because I was wearing rings, though,” she says, like that makes perfect sense, like Steve just has some ring-phobia or something, and Eddie bites the inside of his cheek. Nancy gives him a little smile. “You wear yours all the time, so I don’t know why you’re so surprised.”

Okay, so, weird ring-phobia it is.

That’s the new working theory, and when he and Steve bunk in Steve’s room for the night, Eddie makes a show of carefully pulling his rings off and setting them on the bedside table. There’s a couple of green marks on his fingers where the clear nail polish he’d coated the interiors in has chipped away, and he rubs at his bare fingers absentmindedly as he climbs under the covers. He takes a deep breath and laces his fingers with Steve’s, ready to have Steve pull his hand away for the umpteenth time.

Instead, he’s met with a surprised, pleased little hum. “You took your rings off,” Steve notes, relief clear in his voice, and Eddie nods, trying not to let the feeling of triumph show on his face too much. Steve grins at him and presses a kiss to Eddie’s cheek. “That’s a nice surprise.”

“What, you don’t like my rings?” Eddie teases, keeping the genuine curiosity in his voice to a minimum, and Steve’s brows furrow.

“What? No, no, I love your rings, Eds,” Steve tells him. He lowers his voice. “I think they’re pretty hot, actually.”

Okay. Okay, so a wrench has been thrown into the ring-phobia theory.

“What, are they too cheap for his majesty’s royal fingers?” Eddie jokes, putting on a goofy, poorly-done British accent, and Steve’s nose wrinkles slightly.

“I mean, they are costume jewelry,” Steve says. “Nickel-plated, right?”

Ah.

So…it’s that Eddie looks, or even feels, too cheap.

Jesus. He hadn’t thought Steve would be that shallow.

Eddie swallows. “Uh, yeah, they—they are. I can stop wearing them, if you…” he trails off, not really sure what to do with this new information. Cheap to the touch, apparently enough to make Steve wrinkle his nose at the thought of Eddie touching him with his rings on.

“What? No, no, you don’t have to. I’m good, I can deal with it,” Steve says, like it’s supposed to be reassuring, like it’s such a big sacrifice for him to deal with how inexpensive Eddie’s taste in jewelry is, like their relationship isn’t serious enough for Steve to get over himself.

It’s just his rich boy upbringing, Eddie reminds himself. Even Wheeler’s upper-middle-class jewelry wasn’t enough to beat that expensive taste.

Evidently, the conversation had stuck in his boyfriend’s brain, because on the morning of their first anniversary, Eddie is given a long, velvety black box with four Sterling silver rings. They’re exact replicas, design-wise, of their nickel-plated counterparts, and Steve looks so proud of himself, so pleased with his gift idea, and Eddie barely stops himself from frowning.

“Oh,” Eddie says, a little hollow, “um, thank you.”

“You like ’em?” Steve asks, and there’s such a hopeful look on his face that it just pisses Eddie off more. “I just figure—y’know, because, I mean, I can’t hold your hand if you’re wearing costume jewelry, so—”

“Yeah, no, I, uh—I got that,” Eddie says with a strained smile. “Thanks, Steve.”

Steve’s brows furrow. “I feel like you’re mad at me,” he says, and he says it with humor, but there’s genuine worry behind it. “Did I screw up your present that bad? Were you dropping hints and hoping for something else?”

Eddie’s jaw clenches. “It’s…the present is fine, Steve,” he says.

“You don’t like them,” Steve mumbles, gnawing on his bottom lip. “I mean, it might take me a lot longer to save up, but is—would you, like, prefer titanium or steel or something? I didn’t really think you were a gold kind of guy, but it’s fine if you are, I just didn’t know—”

“Why do I have to prefer anything?” Eddie snaps. Steve blinks at him. The look of pure confusion on his face is a little infuriating, like he can’t even fathom why Eddie might be upset, and Eddie’s eye twitches. “Look, just because you’re all high and mighty about what jewelry is worthy of being seen near you—”

“Woah, woah, what are you talking about?” Steve asks, alarmed.

Letting out a frustrated groan, Eddie slams the box down on the coffee table and stands up to stomp around the living room, pacing back and forth. “You won’t let me hold your hand o-or even touch you, like you’re so above cheap shit that you can’t bear to let it touch you, and I’m so sorry that I’ve offended the sensibilities of his highness with my ‘costume jewelry,’ but Jesus, Steve, you can’t even get over yourself on our anniversary? I’ve seen you act like me touching you with my rings on gives you hives or some shit, like it’s just so terrible that it makes your skin crawl—”

“It does,” Steve says, a little subdued, eyes wide with shock, lips parted, “I’m allergic to nickel.”

Eddie pauses mid-stomp.

“You’re what?” he squeaks.

Steve blinks, and a long silence stretches between them. “I’m allergic to nickel, Eds, everybody knows I am,” he says. “I can’t hold your hand if you’re wearing nickel-plated stuff, but you really like your rings, they’re important to your look, so I wasn’t gonna be a dick and tell you to take them off just so I could.”

Recontextualizing every interaction of his year-long relationship he’d tried not to read too hard into is…a lot to experience in a little under thirty seconds.

“Oh, dear God, I’ve been an asshole,” Eddie mutters. “I thought you wouldn’t let me touch you because—but it was just��”

“Yeah, an itchy dick is not a good feeling,” Steve says, a nervous little laugh bubbling out of him. His face falls a little. “I—did you think—?”

“I’m so sorry,” Eddie blurts, horrified. “I am so sorry, Steve, oh my God—”

“No, no, I’m sorry, I didn’t know you didn’t—I must’ve seemed like a total jerk, Eddie, I should’ve told you outright, but I guess I figured you already knew,” Steve says, shrugging helplessly. “But, no, it’s nothing like what you said, I promise, I’m just—I’m allergic.”

Eddie immediately yanks the rings from his fingers and fumbles to get the box open, swapping them out for the silver ones, which he jams onto his fingers as fast as humanly possible. “If I got my head out of my ass sooner, I swear I would’ve found replacements the second I knew,” he says, and Steve laughs.

“I know you would’ve,” he says, all fond and soft, “you’re good like that.”

“Let me make it up to you? I can touch you all I want now,” Eddie says, waggling his silver-covered fingers in front of Steve’s face.

Steve interlocks their hands and leans in to kiss him, slow and sweet. “Looking forward to it, Eds.”

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #steve x eddie #stranger things #my fic #also my prompt #i guess it's a prompt? #it was more like. a passing idea #but still

[suguruplsr]

WEAR YO’ BONNET

<3 Men who fuck you so good you’ll need your hair wrapped next time. Yes, that’s all folks.

<3 Reference: should’ve wore a bonnet by 21 Savage + Brent Faiyaz (my man)

w/ Geto Suguru , Gojo Satoru , Nanami Kento , Fushiguro Toji , Sukuna ; (individual)

,, x POC! fem reader , switch in Satoru’s part + Sukuna puts you on the floor , this is pure filth , office sex , breeding kink + belly bulge , praising + degrading , nipple play + sucking n’ biting , spitting in the mouth , overstimulation , manhandling , oral (f) + clit play , light choking , creampie + all unprotected , not proofread , lmk what else <3

Wc: 3.2k

Dividers @/enchanthings

Geto Suguru

♪ “I wanna feel your stomach..”

Your hands fly behind you, weakly trying to push away the strong man behind you. The same man abusing the fuck out of your pussy. “C’mon baby, you can take another.” Suguru swats your hand away, a breathless chuckle in his voice as he pulls out from the heaven of your cunt. “Nuh uh, m’tired..” You replied as he turned you over.

Greeted with the sweaty sight of your lover, you bite your lip. God, you love seeing Suguru like this, all pent up and clearly eager, with the way he spreads your legs out around his body, eyes focused on your soaping cunt that trickled with signs of your shared essences.

You watch the way his eyes darken once they trail up to your stomach. His muscles visibly tightening and mouth watering at the sight of his cock poking just a tad bit into your belly. You, oblivious to his new found obsession, frown from his stillness. “Sugu.. fuck me already.” You whine, reaching up to his chest, but soon, your back arches once your lover presses the bulge on your stomach.

“If it’s like this, then I wonder if I can fill you up with so much cum it shows..” Your boyfriend mumbles, groaning from the sounds of your quiet whimpers, “I don’t think that can happen..” You try to deter him from his thoughts, knowing that once Suguru gets worked up about something, it’s hard to change his mind.

But the mere thought of him treating you like a cum dump for this dirty experiment isn’t such a bad idea..

“Doesn’t hurt to try— Won’t pass out on me right?” He chuckles, “Maybe..” Your voice breaks as he pushes back into you, unable to comprehend the first part of his words with his cock snug and base slamming against your pussy. You cry out, your hands darting to his shoulders as he leans down, fingers digging hard into his skin with each unforgiving thrust he gives. Suguru meets you with a kiss, knowing his roughness tonight might leave you unable to be coherent for a while.

Who said it’s a bad thing?

“Shh, you can take it; yeah, that’s my girl.” He whispers against your lips, eating up all of your tiny sobs and biting down on your bottom lip. He knows just what to say to have you pilant and dumb for him, “You’ll take me, let me fill this pussy up like she deserves, yeah? Wanna be good? ” Your mind swirls from his continuous praise, merely nodding and trying to blink away your tears.

His lips curl, an amused noise leaving him before he shoves his lips against yours once again, tongue slipping between your obedient lips as he rocks his cock into you teasingly. With your pussy and his cock pressed tightly together, it was hard to get anything from his small movement, but the nudges at your sweet spot was enough to have you moaning in his mouth.

Suguru pulls away with a pop of his lips, licking them, satisfied. He brings a hand up to your chin, forcing your mouth open, “Gonna fuck you so good y’r gonna want me for every burning second of your life. I’ll make you into a stuffed bunny whose only purpose in life is to take my dick— Hell, I’ll even mold that pussy of yours at some point. You’d like that, huh?” He murmurs, then letting a fat, sickening, glob of spit fall straight into your mouth.

Gojo Satoru

♪ “Don’t give a fuck bout’ where you goin’..”

You know your fiance can be childish at times, ignorant to your nagging whenever you bring up a growing problem in your relationship. But who knew going out and leaving him to his own devices would create a sobbing Satoru who clinged and begged for a second chance at your heart, telling you how much he thought of you and wanted you back in his arms before he’d pass out for the night.

A drunk man singing sad woes until playing you out of your panties. You forgot, “thinking of you” probably led to him opening albums of pictures he takes of you, including the ones taken in the middle of sex. I guess your friend isn't letting you stay at her house for the night after he dragged you to the king sized bed of your new home.

“Goin’ too fast toru!” You cry, hips being forcefully manhandled to ride, more like hop, in his ridiculously long cock. Your drunk boyfriend couldn’t care for your words, an unintelligible whine leaving him as he leans closer, sticking out his tongue to bite and lick at those flying tits of yours. “Mmm, y’feel so good..” Satoru’s eyes were casted over in a haze, flickering needily as his pretty lips begin to suckle on one of your nipples.

You bite your bottom lip, squeezing your eyes shut while you help rock your body onto his length. This hunk of a guy is fucking unbelievable when he’s drunk out of his mind. “Please, jus’ wanna cum in you.. don’t want ya to get away..” Satoru whines, mouth drooling onto your skin as one of his big strong hands reach and squeeze your unoccupied breast.

“But you were bein’ mean, w-won’t let you if you don’t apologize..” you tuck out your lip, the hands on his shoulders moving up to the sexy broad structure of his neck. Your nails brushing his skin make him so sensitive, a whimper escaping his throat as you push his head away from your nipples with your hand grasping his neck gently.

Satoru gives you a needy look, cerulean eyes clouded and gazing over the goddess in front of him. “Wanna hear you beg..” You whisper, pursing your lips together and looking down at him with a burn in your body. You two stop, bodies wet and sticky directly where you connect.

You watch how his brows furrowed in consideration, possibly stunned with your request. If he was anymore sober, he’d probably push you into the sheets and tease the hell out of you, but you're glad he isn’t. “Baby, please, m’sorry for calling your idea stupid n’ y—“ You cut him off with a soft kiss, “and for ruining my curls last night?” You quip, smiling when he nods quickly.

“Uh huh, sorry for tuggin’ on em, and for makin’ you mad earlier, should’ve stopped messin’ with ya while you were doin’ y’r hair.” Satoru speaks hushed, littering the bare of your chest with kisses while his hands grip the plush of your waist tight. Your humming and brushing of his hair makes his cock twitch inside you. You sure are taking your time, contemplating his words with a sweet smile.

“I guess you’re forgiven.” Yet, you push him down into the bed, body high and facing him as you leave him no time to process, hips moving up with newfound energy. a sound of confusion, mixed with a low “fuuck”, leaves your fiancé. You pin his hands to his chest, leaning down and using them to stabilize you while you ride him, “No touching.” You whisper, watching as he throws back his head, thighs trembling under you.

Nanami Kento

♪ “It’s truly a blessin’, you can make all the mess that you want..”

Delivering lunch to your husband gone wrong? You found yourself splayed on the luxurious couch beside his desk, legs forming a 90 degree angle with one on his shoulder as he eases his cock into you slowly.

“There you go sweetheart— just wanted some cock yeah? Acted like a cute sweet wife for me,” Kento sucks in a breath as you clench unbelievably tighter around him. “Just so I can give you a big thank you huh?” You mewl from his words, nodding your head eagerly. “Mhm! I just love it when you— fuuuck me like this.” You drawl as your husband pushes down onto you, his gorgeous face above yours. In the midst of your cute little whimpers, Kento smiles, pressing kisses among the skin of your face.

Your watery eyes looked up at him with just so much want, lips messy and puffy after a heated make out session. God, to think an uptight man could get so down and dirty like this. Kento groans, finally moving, making you react with your hand going up to his shoulders, but they fall to his large chest, clawing and leaving marks as the sounds of his body meeting your body reverberate throughout the office.

“Ken! L— love you so much!” You cry out, trying your best to keep your eyes on your husband whose composure was slowly falling apart. Kento thanks himself for investing in sound proof walls, knowing he could never want to not hear your screams and moans as he fucks you till you can’t speak.

His stomach twists with your words, a hand bigger than your head, going to your neck and lightly squeezing the flesh, “I love you too baby. C’mon, lemme make you cum.” He mumbles against your lips, “Don’t care how messy it is; wanna make you feel good sweetheart..” He speaks between kisses, thrusts falling into harsh and loving strokes that masks your mind woozy each time.

You two can’t care for the professional environment you two are in, knowing Kento would cancel whatever meetings he’s missing at the moment. Just accidentally worked into overtime, he’d say.

Your bent leg over his shoulder starts to ache, not from the stretch, but the digging of your lover's nails, his eyes focused and hair sticking to the sweaty skin of his forehead. However, you know you aren’t fairing all too well yourself, stammering “I love you”s that he takes within his lips as he pounds you.

“Ken.. gonna cuum!” You heave, breath leaving you with each sound of your bodies meeting together rang through the office. The sounds between you get wetter, slick forming and a stickiness between your legs. “Go ahead my love, all yours..” Kento seals that promise with yet another kiss, taking away your oxygen as you cream around him with a muffled scream. The constant ‘pap!’s end with one deep thrust that kept your juices deep in.

Kento finally pulls away after the intoxicating feeling of your orgasm. Just knowing he can make that lewd expression you have now, legs shaking and body limp.. it does something to him. “This time, I’ll let you cum with me. Like that?,” He speaks as if you can even process his words, but knowing it was from his warm heart, you nod slightly, shocks running through you with his movement.

He moves his hips back, running his hand along your leg soothingly and eyeing the strings of cum that wobble where your two meet. He gives a groan, sliding back into you suddenly and emitting a moan from you, “Anything to make you happy..”

Fushiguro Toji

♪ “Grab the sheets, I wanna see you runnin’..”

“Stay fuckin’ still.” “I can’t do that when you’re givin’ me tiny ass cat licks.” You get a huff in response. Maybe annoying the hell out of your neighbor in your apartment building for three months finally gained you something. Considering your daily conversation went from him blatantly saying you needed head after you cussed him out, to you— Well.. getting head. From him of all people.

“Just tryin’ to be be gentle with ya.” Toji clicks his tongue, deepening his knee into the cushion of your bed as he grips your thighs from under. He misses your stupid retaliation as he takes in the scent of your body, coconut. And it’s fucking addicting. Your glistening pearl and pussy just needs him. Especially with how your nagging is starting to annoy the hell out of him.

He doesn’t warn you, his surprisingly long and fat tongue immediately making contact with your wet pussy. Toji pushes his head deeper, already having expected you to thrash and pull as you are now. Those disgustingly humongous hands wrap around your plump thighs, man handling them himself and working them open like a clock.

“Holy shit— Didn’t expect a grump like y-you to be good at this..” You fight to bite down the noises that want to erupt from you. Yet, you still try to egg him on, even if he could split open your legs just to dive deeper into your cunt.

Which he does, head coming up for breath as he licks the leftover juices on his lips.

“Just shut the fuck up. I don’t like entertainment with my meal.” He scoffs, making you yelp as he pulls you closer with a yank. His body sits up a bit, head pushing as far as it can into your pussy. You moan shamelessly as his nose nudges your clit, mouth open and kissing your folds as his tongue slips into your hole.

The muscle drags and flicks unintelligible designs into your cunt. His jaw might lock with how ferocious he eats you out, but he isn’t complaining with the way you taste, your smell invading his senses and your body forcing him to use all his strength to keep you from crushing his head.

His eyes flicker up to you momentarily, a smirk wanting to form once he realizes you complied to his wishes. Well, it’s not like you can say anything when you’re gripping the duvet tightly, head thrown back with whimpers and moans. Fuck, your bare neck looks so damn delicious under the light of your room. Toji knows your hand will soon dart down to grab his hair, especially after he kisses your clit, then stimulating the bud with a suck and lick.

Him repeating the process forces a wanton moan from you, embarrassingly pornagraphic as you tug his hair, “Oh fuuuck! Shit I’m g-gonna cum if you keep..” Your voice breaks off as he follows your command, groaning from the taste of your juices and focusing on your hole again. But he doesn’t insert it, instead letting the fat pink monster of a tongue in his mouth glide along your wet folds, and once it reaches your clit, it rolls dangerously around the sensitive pearl.

Just a few movements of his repetition has you giving a silent scream, head delirious and tremors vibrating through you as the man opens his mouth wide to suckle at the cum and juices that release from you. Yet Toji has no thoughts of stopping, swatting your hand away, “Wait— I can’t take it!” You cry out, having half the mind to not rip strands out of your neighbors hair and holding onto the sheets with all your might. His head moves side to side, eating out every last drop from your haven and overstimulating you in the process. You’d best enjoy it while you can, considering the eviction notice hanging on his apartment door, or maybe you can keep him and that mouth of his after today.

Sukuna

♪ “Fuck where yo’ bed at, bitch, get down on the flo’..”

“Cryin’ for what?” Sukuna hisses pushing you through the front door he hurriedly unlocked. You sniffle as he locks it behind him, big hand immediately darting to your neck and continuing your messy make out session, “nothin’..” it was definitely not, nothing. Especially with how fear and arousal began to brew in you from the way he man handles you, pussy aching as your boyfriend bites your bottom lip.

Too fed up with his anger from earlier, he chooses to attack those ruined lips of yours, that sexy brown lip liner all gone and lip gloss on his lips instead of yours. You’re forced to stumble in the direction of your room, walking backwards while your boyfriend’s lips smack against yours. “F-fuuck, Kuna— wait..” your whiny voice doesn’t reach his ears, trying to get him to stop so you two can situate yourselves as you reach the room.

“What? Think I won’t take you right here?” Sukuna questions, voice low with an annoyed timber and his face lowered to meet your eyes. His fingers hold your chin, watching how you bite your lip, wet eyes flickering up to him. He groans from the sight, hard on pressed against your thigh and his hands going to slide down your cutesy skirt as you take a few steps back, trying to lay onto the bed. But you ended up on the floor with a forceful pull, body forming into the perfect arch with your knees burning from the carpet.

“You don’t listen huh?” “I thought you weren’t being literal..” You clicked your tongue, laying your head on your splayed arms as your boyfriend shuffled behind you. “That’s funny, you usually aren’t thinking, like when you’re fuckin’—“ Sukuna lets out a satisfied sigh as his eager tip finally makes contact with your slimy folds. After all that teasing you did today, being able to simply touch his pussy was like drinking pure cold water after a boxing match. Or better yet, eating out your pussy after making you cum in your panties. “When you’re fuckin’ flaunting around your ass like it’s a trophy.”

Sukuna finishes his sentence, head almost thrown back as he looks down at your body that lit under the evening sky peeking out your window. “Was just joking, Kuna..” you tuck out your lips, brows furrowed as you look back at him. Your boyfriend gives you his sly smirk, filling up your sloppy pussy in one swift thrust. A scream rips from you, fingers gripping at air, trying to find something to stabilize yourself, “Won’t be after I fuck you right.”

He immediately begins pounding into you, holding you by your hips was the sounds of his balls hitting your skin get louder with each thrust. “Ngh! This is so dirty Kuna!” You snivel, wanting to desperately reach a back and push him away, but all you could do is lay your head into your arms and get fucked dumb into the floor. “Yea? Just like you ain’t it?” He mocks, licking his lips hungrily as he looks down at your ass.

The jiggles it makes with his thrusts are just so hot, a peek of his cock coated in your cum makes his muscles tighten under his tee. “Nuh uh! You’re— Oh!” You’re cut off with a wail after he spanks your ass, area red and heated in its aftermath. He rolls his hips, chuckling darkly, “Don’t wanna hear it sweetheart, keep yer head down while I fuck all of the desperateness outta this pussy.” Sukuna sneers, his hand moving from your ass to your arch.

The enchanting dip of your body is just too beautiful. And to think he’s being so mean. What a fucking exhilarating woman you are, making him think about making this up to you as he’s punishing you. But he won’t falter, not yet at least. He stops his body, ignoring your unpleasant whine and grazing his fingers along the skin of your back teasingly, wanting to caress the skin.

“C’mon Kuna.. hope you’re not tapping out.” You just love to keep him on his toes huh . He cuts out his “sappy shit”, hands going back to your waist with one going further back to your ready ass, just waiting for another hit of his hand. “Oh shut it, just lookin’ at you before I fuckin’ ruin you.”

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[satormi]

18+ MINORS DNI

your fav who doesn’t usually let you dom him in bed because he thinks it’ll be too much for you to handle, but let’s you just this once because you’ve been begging him for a while now and wants to see what you’re capable of.

you have his hands tied up to prevent him from touching you as you give slow, agonizing strokes to his hard cock, giggling every time his hips instinctively buck into your soft hands.

he can see the way your eyes shimmer as you stare at his angry red tip in amazement, purposely gliding your thumb on the tip to wipe away the precum that’s already forming.

“f-fuck. after this, i’m going to fuck your cunt so hard.” he groans— borderline whimpers. “gonna fuck you real deep.”

you think you might be obsessed with the sight in front of you. his rosy cheeks, lips red and glossy from biting down on them, and his abs clenching when your fist moves up his shaft to squeeze his tip. now seeing him like this is to die for.

“yeah, baby? i’d like that. you know i like it hard and fast.” you keen, softly placing your head to rest on one of his thighs as your hand glides up and down his cock, “baby... i think you’re enjoying this too much, you’re leaking an awful lot of cum!”

he lets out a bitter laugh that turns into a moan when you squeeze him at the base. “stop fucking with me. if anything, this is all torturous. i’d rather fuck my own fist.”

at that, you squint your eyes and pout at the man before letting out a chuckle. so sassy. your boyfriend looked too cute like this. the way his meaty arms bulged against the restraints had your mouth practically watering. you could get used to seeing him like this more often.

“hmm, too bad... and i was gonna let you cum too...” you sigh with faux disappointment, letting go of his cock to place both your hands on either side of his thigh. you looked up at the ceiling, as if pondering over how you were going to let him cum when really, you still planned to edge him for another 20 minutes. in the corner of your eye, you could see his cock twitch, causing a smirk to form on your face.

“i wonder what all your friends would think seeing you like this, hm?” you whisper, grabbing his member and giving his tip a quick kiss. he moans at the contact “what do you think, honey?”

“just... let’s get this over with.”

“mm, no.” you shrug, maintaining eye contact with his cock as you continue your slow strokes. “only if you beg for it like a good boy.”

“the fuck you did you just say?”

and there it is — that deadly glare that immediately sends shivers down your spine. that stare alone was capable of making you untie him and let him fuck you raw. but you look past it, wondering how long it would take to really push his buttons.

“you are fucking done. untie me.” he grits. all the patience he has had with you before, was almost completely gone and he just needed you to give him one more reason for him to break out these restraints and fuck you senseless. in truth, he could’ve broke free a long time ago, but when he saw the excitment in your eyes, how could he say no to his girl?

you laugh bitterly, “last time i checked, you’re the one who’s done for. i could decide to leave you here and not let you cum at all and-“

but before you can even process everything, your boyfriend’s hand wrap around your throat, his grip unwavering as he stares at you dead in the eye.

“how about you beg me to go easy on you, huh?”

— TOJI, iwaizumi, shuuji hanma, SANZU HARUCHIRO, gojo satoru, geto suguru, MANJIRO SANO, nanami kento, sakusa kiyoomi, eren yeager, SUKUNA RYOMEN ++ your favs!

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[ghouljams]

leaving ghost tied up while you do chores around the house, maybe you’ve tied a vibrator wand to his crotch so no matter how he moves he can’t get rid of it. he’s probably overstimulated as fuck and teary eyed by the time you get back to him

adding to my last ask with him being tied while you go and do other stuff— im imagining him gagged as well. the doors left open so all you can hear are grunts and heavy breathing, he starts to whine when the pleasure slowly turns to pain and tries to lift his hips to get away from the vibrator

Oh absolutely. It takes a lot to get Ghost whining. The man is almost incapable of it in my mind. You really have to break him down for him to whine, and then it's the most pathetic sound in the world. He sits, bound and gagged, with a vibrator strapped to his cock, for hours. He can hear you tidying up, prepping dinner, sees you walk by to turn the shower on(he knows you wouldn't go anywhere you couldn't hear him, couldn't hear him tap out if needed) and he can't escape the buzzing. He growls for a while, tries to coax you in to the bedroom, just so he can see you. The vibrator is on low enough to keep him hard, but not high enough to make him come and it's agonizing.

He ruts his hips against it, bucks to try and get some sort of friction, maybe that will help, but it doesn't. It just adds to the agony, makes him tug at his bindings harder, growl louder. You don't seem to care. He stops growling, hangs his head to watch his cock, to try and will himself to come, to do anything to escape the heat the coils tight in his stomach. His breaths are heavy and purposeful, his body still as he tries to ignore the feeling, mind over matter. He's a sniper, he can hold position for hours, but this is torture. He comes and it's pitiful, it doesn't ease any of the tension in his back, doesn't ease the ache in his muscles. It barely makes a dent in the tightness in his stomach. He feels ruined by it.

Then the whining starts. It's pathetic really. He came, and it feels worse somehow, because now the vibrator is painful against his cock. It pushes him back to hardness simply through oversensitivity. He bucks his hips to try and get away from the feeling, but there's nowhere to go. He whines and feels the pinpricks of tears against his eyes, wonders if you'd take pity on him if he cried.

He's come two more times, two more ruinous orgasms that do nothing to help the gnawing pit in his stomach, before you decide to check on him. "Oh my big strong boy," you coo, settling on your knees in front of him, "you're sure you can't get out of those restraints?" Your breath on his cock nearly makes him come again. He pulls at his ropes desperately, watches you press your lips to the red head of his cock, your tongue darting out to clean the come off him. He throws his head back and whines for you, bucks against your lips without a care for the punishment you'll give him. You wrap your lips around his cock and it's hell, torturous and slow as you ease down to the base and back up. Your tongue burns him, your mouth is a furnace that leaves its lovely mark on him with each wet kiss you press along his length. "Then I guess you can stay in them a little longer," you tell him, standing again without so much as a proper orgasm.

Ghost sits up straight and lunges after you, barking his pleas against the gag. You smile, lean close to bare your teeth at him, and he growls. "Be a good boy," you order, "and I might let you fuck me after dinner."

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[c0llisiion]

NUMB TO THE FEELING : Sex Tape — J.jk

★pairing : jeon jungkook + fem!reader

★genre : smut

★: not proof read! idol!readerandjk, mean dom!jk , sub!reader , whiney!jk , slight anal play, fellacio, recording, pda maybe? , unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it.) doggy, hair pulling , name calling - lmk if i missed any!

★W/C: 1,647

Pt.1 , Pt.3 [ can be read as a stand alone but I recommend reading the first part!]

A/N: HELLOOOO im back lololol this took sometime but i hope you like it! Not proof read btw! So there might be a lot of mistakes! PLSSSS EXCUSE ITTTT!

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ MDNI. Please refrain from reading if the topics make you uncomfortable. ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

Jungkook was quick to capture your lips as you finished licking up his salty cum. His tongue forcefully entered your mouth. Hunger was laced all over the kiss. You involuntarily climbed onto his lap as the kiss deepened. Your hands holding his head as his hands started removing your now drenched shorts. You gave him the liberty and started leaving soft hickies on his neck. He held your neck in his grasp and pulled you away. You whined and he pressed the sides of your neck gently before speaking up. “Go get your polaroid. Now.” He commanded and you nodded like a good girl before rushing into your closet to get the polaroid he bought for you.

When you returned you saw jungkook sitting on the edge of your bed, stroking his hardening cock. His clothes were discarded. God he looked so hot. You walked up to him and handed the polaroid, immediately kneeling infront of his crotch as he turned on the polaroid.

You rested your forearms on his thighs, bringing your face closer to his dick, licking up from the underside to his tip, capturing the aching head in your mouth. Jungkook hissed and kept the polaroid beside him, finally giving you the attention. “Ngh-.. you are such a good girl..” he said while bringing the camera back to his vision. “Smile for the camera baby..” and you shamelessly did. You smiled widely with his dick in your mouth. “Perfect..” he mumbled, seeing the pretty picture of you finally appear. He kept them aside and grabbed your head, thrusting in harshly. You choked and gagged at the sudden action. He pushed your head down till your nose hit his base, pulling your head back up after a few seconds, watching as drool slip from your mouth. You gave him your puppy eyes and a small pout.

“Sorry baby..” he giggled before guiding your head back on his dick. “You are just so fucking irresistible.” He said while dragging your mouth all over his length. His grip on your hair tightened as your throat spasmed around his thick length. He pulled your head back and you let out a loud gasp and coughed, finally getting the chance to breathe. He grabbed you by your chin, forcefully making you look up at him. You stared into his eyes with your doe ones. A soft yet hard slap landed on your cheek before jungkook kissed your forehead.

Jungkook pulled you up on your feet by your hair and was quick to throw you onto the bed. Your face fell flat on the soft mattress, your ass jiggled at the impact, and on full display for jungkook. He stood at the foot of the bed and grabbed your ankles, pulling you closer to him. A harsh spank landed on your ass, a signal for you to get into your position. you obliged, very well knowing what he wanted at that moment. You felt the bed dip on one side as jungkook reached over to grab his phone. You heard the record button sound and before you could comprehend, jungkook was spreading your one of your ass cheeks, the camera focusing on your dripping wet cunt. He groaned at the site of your cunt clenching and unclenching. “Mind spreading that beauty for me more,baby?” Your hands immediately reached behind, grabbing the fatty flesh in your grasp and spreading it open for jungkook to get a perfect view of your perfect pussy. “Thats right…” he groaned as he dragged his middle and ring finger up and down your glistening slit. You moaned at the sensation. “That shit turning you on baby? Wait till i give you this dick…fucckkk-“ he said as his fingers dipped into your soaking wet pussy. Soft squelchs were audible and you squeezed around his thick fingers. He curled his fingers into your gspot which made you gasp and moan out loud. He knew exactly where to touch you. He chuckled darkly at your sounds. He pulled his fingers out spreading your wetness over your pussy lips and hole. You felt something warm drip down from your hole and to your pussy, jungkooks spit. “Extra lube..!” He chuckled once again. You let out a loud whine, getting tired of his foreplay. “Mhmmm…i hear you sweetheart” he says while continuing to tease both of your holes, fingers threatening to dip into one of them. “Jungkookie….” You whine out again hoping this time he will give you his dick. “Alright alright…”. His tip pokes at your entrance. “Shits still tight.. gaah-“ he chokes at as he pushes into your sopping cunt. You moan loudly as he keeps pushing himself into you. Its been a while since you got pounded by this giant. “Please..please..please…fuckkkk” you kept babbling nonsenses as he bottomed out in you. A loud gasp left both of your mouths. Jungkook finding it hard to focus his camera on your pussy as the feeling of you wrapped around him takes over. He collects himself up before slowly moving in and out of you. The camera focusing on how your ass ripples every time you come in contact with his pelvis. His unoccupied hand on your lower back, guiding your hips back and worth. The pace starts off slow. Bunch of ‘fucks’ ‘oh yeahs’ and Moans were thrown around the room as your pussy spasmed around his length.

Jungkook leaned over again, placing the camera on the nightstand, balancing it on the lamp placed on table. In this new pov everything could be seen. Your perfect back arch and fucked face was on full display and most importantly the new angle showed how good he fucked you. His hips picked up pace. Hands now gripping your waist tightly. Your head was resting in your arms, eyes rolling back as he kept fucking into you. He grabbed a handful of your hair and pulled your head back,as he leaned forward. Your eyes and his meet, he kissed your forehead as his pace started increasing. You stared up at him as he went in and out of your pussy in an inhumane speed. Loud gasps and choked out moans were leaving your mouth. “Feel good baby yeah? You like it when i fuck you like this dont you? How many people have fucked you after me huh? No one. I know. Cus you are my cockslut. My fucking pussy. Only for mine to breed and wreck. Got that baby? Can your dumb little whore brain understand that?” He was telling nonsense at this point and you just nodded at his words. “Fuckkkkkk…..-“ you let out a loud moan. “Thats right… moan louder bitch. Im gonna make you cry on this cock, thats the only thing you’re fit for.” He says before pushing your head down with his hand. Tears and drool started staining your pillows as he got faster and his thrusts got harder. Jungkook himself was a moaning mess, as your pussy sucked him in and out he couldn’t contain in his sounds. Incoherent words left his mouth nonstop which just turned you on even more. His pace slowed down a bit, before grabbing you by the nape of your neck. His hand wrapped around your neck tight, as he made you face the camera. “Look into the camera baby.. yeah thats right.. show them how fucked up i got you… you just love bouncing on my dick dont you love?” your eyes were tears stained and there was drool all over your face. Bangs sticking to your sweaty forehead and eyes not being able to focus on anything else but just jungkooks dick. He kissed your forehead again and kept fucking you into the mattress. His phone was able to capture the way your face contorted every time he thrusted into you. Your mouth falls open as his other hand landed on your throbbing clit. You let out a choked out cry as he abused your bud. “J-jungkook…im gonna c-cum..,,” you drop your head. “Go on doll.. cum all over my dick.” His movements on your clit increased as he helped you chase your high. You felt yourself crumbling as you came over his dick. White liquid gushed out of your cunt as he continued fucking you. His pelvic region was stained with your arousal. Jungkook felt himself getting closer to his own high as he watched you come undone. “Hang in there baby…” he said while continuously rutting his hips. You felt his dick twitch inside of you. He hunched over your fucked out body. Hands landing on either side of your head. “Fuckkk…i love you so much-..” his head dropped and his hip movement stopped as he finally spilled his cum inside you. Ropes after ropes. You could feel jungkooks hot breath on your neck as well as his quite moans and whines. “Ngh..-“ he let out his final whine before collapsing on you. Gasps and breathing sounds echoed throughout the now quiet room. Jungkook picked himself up, reaching over for his phone before standing upright. He tapped your side and you immediately lifted your ass up for him even though you were extremely tired. He once again focused his camera on your cunt as he pulled out – a white gush of his and your arousal came out and dripped down. He landed a soft slap on your ass. “Good fucking girl.”

The next day, you were watching the kbs livestream of jungkooks arrival at music bank since it was his comeback season and he was scheduled to perform at music bank that day. You watched the livestream eagerly before you see a black van park and then steps out your boyfriend, in all his glory. But something seemed different. His phone was in his hand and there was something familiar on it. On closer inspection your eyes widen at the picture. The polaroid from the night before.

A/n : HOPE IT WAS UP TO PARRRR! :33333 lol anyways ily! Thank you for reading! And happy new year!!

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there is so much that miguel o’hara wants to do with you that it worries him he won’t be able to complete it all in a lifetime. 

he wants to see your face when he wakes up in the morning, the sun framing your body in such a way that he wonders if you truly are an angel on earth. he wants to spend evenings cooking with you, watching as you move around the kitchen with such grace as he helps along like a lovestruck fool as he follows all of your directions. he wants to clean the dishes and put them away only to see you using them a day later. he wants to spend the rest of his life with you. 

but miguel knows that with his lifestyle, almost all of that is impossible. he can’t possibly suck you into his dangerous world on account of his selfishness, and he can’t watch you get hurt. you’re perhaps the only good thing he has, and if he lost you, he might as well have lost his whole world. 

so instead he shows it to you in a different way (seeing how he’s not always the best with words). 

he presses hot kisses to your naked chest, eyes taking in your beauty, his ears taking in your ragged breathing. it reminds him that you’re human, and it reminds him that you’re his. 

he’s so soft with you those nights he feels like everything is crashing. his large hands ghosting over your body, not wanting to hurt you with his strength. and even though you trust him, know that he’d never harm you the way he does his enemies, he stops, eyes glancing up at you to make sure you’re alright with it. 

but on other nights, when he wants to show you just how much you mean to him, he goes animalistic. 

he fangs are showing as he cry around his cock, his claws palming at your breasts, his loud moans mixing with yours as you arch your back so he could reach even deeper. 

“fuck, just like that sweetheart,” he grunts dropping down so that he could suck on your neck, licking and biting at every inch of exposed skin he can. the necklace he bought you with his initials on it dangles across your tits, and his eyes darken with pride, “take me jus’ like that, love you so much.” 

“you’re so big!” you whine out, gripping at his large biceps, eyes shut with pleasure as little tears escape, falling own your cheeks as your mouth fall open. 

“i know,” he assures you wiping the tears away as he kisses the corner of your mouth, his hips going at such a speed that he knows is inhuman, his cock hitting the spongy part inside of you that you love so much, making your toes curl as you press your chest up to his, “you’re doing so well, y’know that right, you know that i love you?” 

you nod helplessly, being fucked dumb as his balls slap against your ass, the sounds that filled the room sinful as you wrap your arms around his neck, fingers digging into his dark curls as you bring him down for a kiss. 

“fuck, you’re clenching down on me so hard, gonna’ cum babe, hm?” he sucks a harsh breath in from between his clenched teeth, his abs flexing as he tries to control himself. but he feels his release coming, knowing he can’t stop it, especially with the way you’re sucking him in. 

if anybody saw, they might have said he fucks you like he hates you. with the way his relentless pace is set, but to you, you know it’s the exact opposite. his soft kisses he gives you after he sucks harshly on your neck is a giveaway, and the way he mutters you praise after praise is another. 

“i’m gonna, mhh!” You cry out, squeezing around him as your walls spasm, coming around his length as you essence shine on his cock, a milky base surrounding around him as he hips stutter to a stop, pulling out s he finishes across your chest, his head thrown back in pure euphoria as the two of you come down from your high. 

and if they saw the way he gently cleaned you up afterwards, carrying you to the bath he set up, they’d take their words back. he may fuck you like he hates you, but damn does that man care for you because he loves you. 

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