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slytherinwh0re · 3 years

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Dreams

Draco Malfoy x Female Reader

Warning: SMUT (18+ minors dni) and swearing

Summary: Where Draco has a sex dream about his best friend. (I’m such a sucker for friends to lovers).

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A/N: I tried a different writing style so it might be a lil funky, idk, lmk.

(Y/n)’s small hand travelled lower, skimming over the happy trail that leads to his trousers. Her lips brushed his neck making goosebumps rise across his pale skin, every touch from her would send a shock of electricity through his veins. She was an addiction, and Draco had no desire to overcome it.

The sounds she made would play in his head forever, he was sure of it. Their hands were everywhere, needing to touch each other’s skin; their clothes long forgotten on the floor by his bed.

“Ready love?” Draco hovered over her, so close to connecting them in the way he always wanted.

“Wake up dumb ass.” Fucking Theo.

He groaned to himself, embarrassed that he’d had yet another explicit dream about his childhood friend. He wondered what she’d think if she ever found out, in his head every scenario ended in heart break.

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Draco had successfully avoided her all week, every attempt she’d made to hangout he’d shut her down with some bullshit excuse but he should’ve known (y/n) would do something about it. That’s how the blonde found himself limb locked and being levitated to her dorm. He was pissed but so was she, and fuck did she look sexy.

“Why’re you acting so weird Draco?” She asked after lifting the spell. It’s true, he had been acting strange but how could he not? Every time he looked at his the witch he’d think back to the dreams he’d been having. A hard dick is the last thing he needs right now, especially in a room alone with her.

“I’m not acting weird.” He wasn’t surprised when she rolled her eyes, an unimpressed look on her pretty face.

“Yes you are, and you’ve been avoiding me. Did I do something wrong?” He hated himself for turning into such a sappy fucking git over her but that sad pout cuts straight through him. Immediately he’s pulling her into his chest, arms wrapping around her body.

“Of course you didn’t, I’ve just been having these dreams and I don’t know how to feel about them.” He was practically squirming but he knew he had to explain himself to the girl or she’d think it was her fault he was being so odd. Who would’ve thought Draco Malfoy would feel the need to explain himself to anyone, then again (y/n) wasn’t just anyone to him.

“Well why wouldn’t you just say that? I’ve been running around all week trying to hangout with you and you’ve barely spoken two words to me.” He doesn’t answer, instead he gives her an apologetic look that has her eyes rolling yet again. “Go on then, what’re the dreams you’re having about?”

The slytherin can’t look her in the eye, the thought of telling her makes him cringe but maybe talking about it will make them stop. “They’re actually about you.”

“About me? What about me?” She pauses, a shocked look adorning her face, “are they like-” she waved her finger between the both of them, signaling to what she thinks it is and he nods, knowing she’s already understood. “Oh- OH.”

“(Y/n), if this changes everything I completely understand but I need you to know I can’t help it, that’s why I’ve been avoiding you.” The witch was silent, she just stared at him and he was sure he’d lost her forever.

That’s why he was so stunned when she started making her way over to him, not stopping until their bodies were an inch away from each other’s. Her hands went around his neck and started playing with the hair there, Draco leaned into her, deciding that if this is what he could get he’d take it.

“Tell me what I did in your dreams Draco.” He about lost it when (y/n)’s lips brushed across his neck, her nimble finger still tugging at his hair.

“This. You’d do this.” She hummed against his skin, acknowledging that she’d heard him. Her hands moved down his chest and over his stomach until she reached the hem of his shirt. The girl looked up at him, silently telling him to take it off.

Draco immediately yanked it over his head, only to realize in that second she’d taken hers off as well, now her hand was reaching behind her back, undoing her bra. Every inch of her skin that’s revealed to him chipped away at his self control but he wanted to see how far she’d take this.

Her bra fell to the floor, her nipples were peaked and begging to be played with but before he could move, she was pressed against his chest. Skin on skin, and she’s kissing him.

The boy felt as if he were on fire, his hand pressed against her lower back, pushing her further into him, deepening the kiss. They moved in sync, their tongues tangled together and hands touching bare skin.

“Did we do that in your dreams?” She pulled away, her lips a bit swollen.

“Yes.” Her smile was contagious, he was sure she’d stop there and he was more than happy to but (y/n) was never one to do what was expected. Instead, she started unbuttoning his trousers and kissing her way down his chest until she was on her knees in front of him.

He was speechless, the sight of the topless girl on her knees for him was enough for Draco to die happy. She had her eyes fixed on him when she got his pants down, already rubbing him over his briefs. With one last smirk she was pulling them down.

“And this? Did I do this to you?” His dick was already leaking with precum when she wrapped her lips around him.

“Fuck yes.” Her hand moved in rythm with her mouth, flicking her wrist every time. The combination had him throwing his head back but he lowered it quickly, not wanting to miss a second of his dick in her mouth. Draco grabbed her hair, needing something to hold onto, the small moan she let out vibrated through him.

(Y/n) watched him through her eyelashes, the pleasure etched on his face had her rubbing her thighs together, desperate for any sort of friction. The girl was usually bold but even this was a little far stretched, even for her. She knew that if she hadn’t taken this opportunity to see where things would lead she’d regret it and damn is she happy she did.

The control she had over him in this moment is empowering, to watch Draco Malfoy fall apart because of her is beyond erotic. She hollowed her cheeks, running her tongue up the base with every bob of her head.

She let him out her mouth with a pop, stood back up, and dropped her skirt and panties.

“Let me show you what I do to you in my dreams (y/n).” Draco’s voice was raspy, the desire he felt for her made his mind cloudy.

“Show me.” That’s all it took for them to find her bed, lips locked, and his fingers sliding in and out of her sopping cunt. Her walls clenched his fingers deliciously, his thumb rubbed at her clit in a way that made her chest arch into him. The blonde brings his fingers to his lips, needing to get a taste. One day he’d devour her but for tonight just a taste would do.

“Ready love?” He lines himself up at her entrance, the anticipation for this moment was well worth the wait. To see his girl naked underneath him is an image that’d be burned into his mind forever.

“I’ve always been ready for this.” She kissed at his neck, pulling away to watch as he sank himself into her. They both let out an airy moan, her hands were back in his hair, and his were roaming every inch of her body.

Draco hitched her legs onto his shoulders, his hips setting a fast pace, her moans filling the room. The witch gripped him like a vice, her nails ran down his chest, leaving scratches that would be left as a reminder of this night for the next few days.

Her tits bounced with every deep thrust, (y/n) could feel herself getting close but she wasn’t quite ready for it to be over. Instead she lowered her legs and flipped them over, the new position had her screaming his name.

“Oh, Draco!” She bounced on him faster, eyes never leaving his fascinated ones. He looked at her as is she was the most beautiful girl in the world and in his eyes she is.

Her body was on fire, every time the pretty girl sank down on his cock she felt herself get closer to the edge. The blonde felt her walls begin to flutter, his hands that were situated on her breasts moved so one was toying with her clit and the other was wrapped around her throat.

The combination of her riding him and his hands on her was too much for (y/n), with his encouragement she found herself clenching around him as they came together. Their names leaving each other’s lips as their hips jerked and their vision went white.

“That was better than any dream.” He told her as they caught their breath.

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bohica160 · 3 years

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Chris's First Time

Soooooo this is my first actual fanfic >< There is a g/n version at the under the read more. Which i’m still trying to get better at writing. If I knew how to write for male reader and feel confident it wouldn’t suck, I would have. I apologize for that :c Suggestions are welcomed, but please go easy on my weak heart.

Side note, this is bby Chris before he got all buff/swollen/muscular/ thicc.

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗMinors gtfo, this isn't for youᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

You and Chris met during the mansion incident. He found you quietly walking down the hallway to the study, careful with every step. The moment you felt a presence behind you, you whipped around, a handgun pointing at him unsure of his motives. It took you a little bit to warm up to him. He would do most of the shooting since you have only shot a gun a handful of times before, but you still tried your best taking down enemies. You both watched each other's backs. You helped patch Chris up after safely escaping from Lisa worried he would be in worse shape by the time you made it to the medical storage room.

After the mansion, he found himself checking in on you from time to time. His small check-ins turned into staying for dinner, to watching movies late into the evening, to the two of you falling asleep on the small couch of your apartment. The rest was history.

You straddle his lap on the living room couch. His hands on your hips, thumbs rubbing soothing circles under your shirt. You held his face, lips melting into each other. The kisses were soft and slow. You brushed your tongue against his bottom lip asking for entrance. He welcomed the warm muscle as you explored his mouth. As your tongues mingled with each other, soft groans were bubbling up from Chris's chest. His hands moved further up under your shirt. One at the small of your back while the other was barely touching the clasps of your bra. You begin to suck on his tongue and roll your hips into him ever so slightly.

He unconsciously rutted his pelvis up into you, feeling the outline of his growing erection. He was the first to break away, a string of saliva connecting you two. Heavy breaths filled the air as you two gazed into each other's eyes. You knew Chris was still a virgin, not wanting him to feel pressured or uncomfortable. Sure he's had a couple dates here and there. Furthest he's gone was just a steamy make-out, but other than that he has no experience. He's not naïve though. He’s watched his fair share of porn. He has some sort of idea on what women want. Thinking Chris was at his limit, you gave him a reassuring smile and gave his forehead a quick kiss. "I'll go get us some water.” You moved to get up, but Chris's arms trapped you against him. You tilted your head to the side and gave him a confused look.

He focused on a particular spot on your shirt, avoiding eye contact with you. Cheeks turning a darker shade of red. He opened his mouth only to close it right after. "I- … I want to go further with you". Stunned by his words, your brain slowly tried to process a couple more times before you cleared your throat. "You know we don't have to. I'm fine with waiting, Chris." Bringing your hands back to cup his face, tilting his head up enough to look into those steely eyes. "I promise I'm fine with just this". His brows furrowed letting out a sigh. "I want you.” He said with a husky tone, bringing his face closer to yours. “Are you sure?” you asked just above a whisper. He nodded, staring into your eyes and trailing down to your lips. He leaned in just barely brushing your lips. You nudge your nose against his with a teasing smile. "Use your words." Feeling his chest tighten, trying to capture your lips again, you pulled back just enough for him to miss. "Positive".

You bit your lip, feeling your cheeks heat up once more. You grabbed him by the front of his shirt and pulled him in, smashing your lips on his. The kisses became more sloppy and urgent. His hands shook slightly from nerves. Without breaking the kiss you placed his hands on your bosom, giving him a content hum when he started to squeeze them. Your lips trailed down his jaw to his neck, giving a few experimental licks over his pulse. He inhaled sharply, feeling his pants grow tighter by the second. You release your lips from his skin.

You lifted up your shirt, throwing it somewhere behind you. He traced his finger tips over the lace edges on the cups of your bra. He placed soft kisses over your exposed skin, lightly sucking creating pink marks. He wrapped his arms back around you, trying to unclasp your bra. You tried to hold in your giggles and you helped him slip your bra off, nipples hard from the cold air. He pinched and folded each bud while focusing on your face for your reactions. He leaned his head in as he gave one a couple kitten licks. A soft gasp passed through your lips, egging him on further, sucking and lightly biting the bud. You tried your best holding in your moans but the warmth from his mouth and all the attention started to make your head foggy.

He looked up at you with admiration. “Want to go to the bedroom?” he asked with lust laced in his words. You nodded while you looked down at him with lidded eyes. “Use your words..” He said, giving you a small smirk. You rolled your eyes, shaking your head. “I see how it is.” You responded with a smile. Climbing off his lap, you reach out for his hand, and lead the two of you to your room.

You walked backwards until the back of your legs hit the bed. You quickly pulled off your shorts and panties, moving yourself to the middle of the bed. He stood at the end of the bed breathless, taking in your naked form. The feeling of uncertainty bloomed in your chest causing you to bite your lip. “Um… Chris?” You called out, bringing him back to earth. He blinked a few times “S-sorry I-.... You’re just so beautiful” Your face turned completely red as you looked away from him. He took this moment to strip himself of all his layers. Hearing the zipper come undone, you looked over at him in the corner of your eye. Your mouth started to water seeing his thick cock. Noticing you staring, he scratched the back of his head with a nervous laugh. “Sorry if I’m not tha-” Quickly crawling to the end of the bed you cut him off with a stern look, “You better not finish that sentence”. You slowly reached out to touch his length, softly grasping it. You rubbed the pre beading at the tip, giving a few strokes while littering his pelvis with kisses. He whispered your name, cupping your cheek, running his thumb over the soft skin.

Looking up at him, locking your eyes on each other, you opened your mouth and ever so slowly ran your tongue up the length of his cock. His jaw hung loose, cock twitching in your hand. Once you made your way up to the tip, you wrapped your lips around his girth, bobbing your head at a slow pace. His brows knitted together, groaning out a ‘fuck’. His chest heaved, trying his best to hold himself back from thrusting into your mouth. Removing your mouth, you backed up to the middle of the bed. “Come here sweetie.” You beckoned him towards you, leaning back on your elbows, legs slightly open.

He ran his hands up your legs, stopping right at your inner thighs. He looked up to you for guidance. Giving him an affectionate smile, you placed your smaller hand on his, bringing up closer to your dripping cunt. He ran a finger down your folds. “You’re so wet.” He said with a groan. He pushed one of his thick fingers into your heat, curling his finger. “Mmm… k-keep going.” You arched your back, looking for more friction. The sound of your wet pussy filled the small room. Your mewls and gasps went straight to his cock. He inserted another finger, the stretch making you throw your head back. Setting a steady pace as he watched your tight hole suck his fingers in. Your walls flutter around his fingers, coating them in your arousal. You feel a knot from pleasure building fast in your belly. “Baby… rub my clit.” Keeping his steady rythm, he placed his thumb on your bundle of nerves. Seeing the whites of your eyes, he added a little more pressure with the pad of his thumb.

Your legs shook, releasing a strangled moan, as he brushed against the spongy spot that had you squeeze his fingers harder. “R-right there!” You say looking up at him with glassy eyes. He brought his other hand to your breasts, twisting and pinching your peak. Squeezing your eyes shut as the knot in your belly finally snapped. Your mouth opened with a silent scream, as you gushed around his digits. He continued his ministrations, helping you ride out your orgasm.

Watching you come undone had his member throbbing and weeping. Bringing his fingers to his mouth to lick them clean as you looked at him with lidded eyes. “Baby..” You whined with a small pout. Giving you a gentle smile as he positions himself between your legs. He looked down watching as he rubbed his tip against your entrance, rubbing over your sensitive bud. He pushed the head through the tight ring of muscle, swearing under his breath. Holding in your whimpers as he slowly buried his length to the hilt. He stilled there trying to stop himself from cuming on the spot. “Shit y-you're so tight”. His head hung low as he took in deep breaths filling his lungs with air. You took this moment to adjust to the stretch from his fat cock splitting you open. "You okay?” he asked, peeking up at you sounding worried. You nodded your head and brushed your knuckles against his cheek. “How are you doing big boy?” You ask him in a teasing tone. He chuckled lightly, before turning his head to kiss your knuckles. “Really good.” He sputtered.

You wiggled your hips a little, indicating for him to move when he was ready. He gave small shallow thrusts at first, slowly increasing the speed. He pulled out further and further after each thrust. His balls slapping your ass with every thrust. You could already feel the pleasure building up. Each of his groans sent heat pooling into your pussy. You grabbed his face with both hands, making him look at you. Swallowing each other's breaths, pressing your foreheads together as his thighs slammed into you. “I-... shit… I’m gonna.” He choked out. Giving his lips a peck you nodded. “M-me to”. Your gummy walls started to flutter around him, as he continued to pound into you. He pressed his lips to yours, tongues massaging each other. His hips started to stutter, feeling his heavy balls tighten up.

Your skin heated up, feeling yourself almost at your peak. He gave you a couple brutal thrusts before the knot in you snapped, causing you to let out a choked sob and had you seeing stars behind your eyelids. Your legs wrapped around him as they shook, trying to milk him for all he had. Opening your eyes, he looked into yours, and you knew exactly what he was thinking. “Inside.” Was all you could say before the muscles in his abdomen tensed up. He released a deep moan as he painted your insides. Shooting rope after rope of cum, emptying everything he had inside of you. You both panted as you came down from your climaxes, trying to catch your breaths. He shuddered as he slowly pulled out his sensitive shaft. You whined at the sudden feeling of being empty. He nuzzled his nose into your neck planting kisses. “I love you.” He murmured against your skin before giving in to sleep. You combed your fingers through his hair, giving the top of his head a kiss. “Love you too, Chris.” You closed your eyes focusing on the rhythm of his heart beat against your body.

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You straddle his lap on the living room couch. His hands on your hips, thumbs rubbing soothing circles under your shirt. You held his face, lips melting into each other. The kisses were soft and slow. You brushed your tongue against his bottom lip asking for entrance. He welcomed the warm muscle as you explored his mouth. As your tongues mingled with each other, soft groans were bubbling up from Chris's chest. His hands moved further up under your shirt. One at the small of your back while the other was between your shoulder blades. You begin to suck on his tongue and roll your hips into him ever so slightly.

He unconsciously rutted his pelvis up into you, feeling the outline of his growing erection. He was the first to break away, a string of saliva connecting you two. Heavy breaths filled the air as you two gazed into each other's eyes. You knew Chris was still a virgin, not wanting him to feel pressured or uncomfortable. Sure he's had a couple dates here and there. Furthest he's gone was just a steamy make-out, but other than that he has no experience. He's not naïve though. He’s watched his fair share of porn. He has some sort of idea. Thinking Chris was at his limit, you gave him a reassuring smile and gave his forehead a quick kiss. "I'll go get us some water.” You moved to get up, but Chris's arms trapped you against him. You tilted your head to the side and gave him a confused look.

You bit your lip, feeling your cheeks heat up once more. You grabbed him by the front of his shirt and pulled him in, smashing your lips on his. The kisses became more sloppy and urgent. His hands shook slightly from nerves. Without breaking the kiss you placed his hands on your chest, giving him a content hum when he started to squeeze them. Your lips trailed down his jaw to his neck, giving a few experimental licks over his pulse. He inhaled sharply, feeling his pants grow tighter by the second. You release your lips from his skin.

You lifted up your shirt, throwing it somewhere behind you. He placed soft kisses over your exposed skin, lightly sucking creating pink marks. Your nipples hard from the cold air, he pinched and folded each bud while focusing on your face for your reactions. He leaned his head in as he gave one a couple kitten licks. A soft gasp passed through your lips, egging him on further, sucking and lightly biting the bud. You tried your best holding in your moans but the warmth from his mouth and all the attention started to make your head foggy.

You walked backwards until the back of your legs hit the bed. You quickly pulled off your shorts and panties, moving yourself to the middle of the bed. He stood at the end of the bed breathless, taking in your naked form. The feeling of uncertainty bloomed in your chest causing you to bite your lip. “Um… Chris?” You called out, bringing him back to earth. He blinked a few times “S-sorry I-.... You’re just so breathtaking”. Your face turned completely red as you looked away from him. He took this moment to strip himself of all his layers. Hearing the zipper come undone, you looked over at him in the corner of your eye. Your mouth started to water seeing his thick cock. Noticing you staring, he scratched the back of his head with a nervous laugh. “Sorry if I’m not tha-” Quickly crawling to the end of the bed you cut him off with a stern look, “You better not finish that sentence”. You slowly reached out to touch his length, softly grasping it. You rubbed the pre beading at the tip, giving a few strokes while littering his pelvis with kisses. He whispered your name, cupping your cheek, running his thumb over the soft skin.

He ran his hands up your legs, stopping right at your inner thighs. He looked up to you for guidance. Giving him an affectionate smile, you placed your smaller hand on his, bringing up closer to your entrance. He licked one of his thick fingers before pushing into your heat with a groan. He curled his finger into you, causing you to tilt your pelvis into him for more friction. “Mmm… k-keep going.” You instructed while arching your back. The sound of your wet hole being stuffed filled the small room. Your mewls and gasps went straight to his cock. He inserted another finger, the stretch making you throw your head back. Setting a steady pace as he watched your tight hole suck his fingers in. Your walls flutter around his fingers, coating them in your arousal. You feel a knot from pleasure building fast in your belly. Seeing the whites of your eyes, he added a little more pressure with the pad of his thumb.

Your legs shook, releasing a strangled moan, as he brushed against the spongy spot that had you squeeze his fingers harder. “R-right there!” You say looking up at him with glassy eyes. He brought his other hand to your chest, twisting and pinching your peak. Squeezing your eyes shut as the knot in your belly finally snapped. Your mouth opened with a silent scream, as you gushed around his digits. He continued his ministrations, helping you ride out your orgasm.

Watching you come undone had his member throbbing and weeping. Bringing his fingers to his mouth to lick them clean as you looked at him with lidded eyes. “Baby..” You whined with a small pout. Giving you a gentle smile as he positions himself between your legs. He looked down watching as he rubbed his tip against your entrance. He pushed the head through the tight ring of muscle, swearing under his breath. Holding in your whimpers as he slowly buried his length to the hilt. He stilled there trying to stop himself from cuming on the spot. “Shit y-you're so tight”. His head hung low as he took in deep breaths filling his lungs with air. You took this moment to adjust to the stretch from his fat cock splitting you open. "You okay?” he asked, peeking up at you sounding worried. You nodded your head and brushed your knuckles against his cheek. “How are you doing big boy?” You ask him in a teasing tone. He chuckled lightly, before turning his head to kiss your knuckles. “Really good.” He sputtered.

You wiggled your hips a little, indicating for him to move when he was ready. He gave small shallow thrusts at first, slowly increasing the speed. He pulled out further and further after each thrust. His balls slapping your ass with every thrust. You could already feel the pleasure building up. Each of his groans sent heat pooling into your groin. You grabbed his face with both hands, making him look at you. Swallowing each other's breaths, pressing your foreheads together as his thighs slammed into you. “I-... shit… I’m gonna.” He choked out. Giving his lips a peck you nodded. “M-me to”. Your gummy walls started to flutter around him, as he continued to pound into you. He pressed his lips to yours, tongues massaging each other. His hips started to stutter, feeling his heavy balls tighten up.

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panicinart · 3 years

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🔞 Nsfw alphabet 🔞

☎️ OG Billy Lenz ☎️

It's time for some Chaotic Rat Gremlin

Also side note I'm at the moment reader the novel and ngl I changed a few things since it didn't fit his character very well. I'm not that far with it but I hope I did a good job with interpreting his character :)

A = Aftercare (what are they like after sex?)

☎️You know that feeling were you're really tired but got some extra suppressed energy, so you just kinda stand there in hell? That's him.

☎️Billy doesn't know if he should run around naked and do his usual rat gremlin stuff or fall asleep so hard like someone drugged him with something.

☎️Either way it's going to be a ride, because you're gonna need to catch a naked rat man running around before the sorority sisters come, or your whole bed is drenched in drool.

B = Body part (how is their body build? any favorite body part of them and their partner?)

☎️A fucking twunk, he probably was more of a twink before he met you because bitch only got small amounts of food and not that many opportunitys to build up muscles.

☎️Billy has a bit of a biceps, back muscle, and leg muscle but that's really it. He also doesn't have a lot of hair mostly a bit on his chest, crotch area and a small hair trail that bairly connects those points. If he goes all out he is also able to grow a bit arm and leg hair.

☎️Honestly I feel like this gremlin is proud of the little chest hair he has, so he really likes that area. He sometimes squeezes his man milkers and you cannot change my mind on that.

☎️Billy LOVES his s/o's thighs and chest! Big, small, doesn't matter their great (especially the thighs, their a gate way to something great).

☎️With the chest it is more of a thing that he thinks is funny, his grabby hands sometimes poke, squeeze and lightly slap them.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum)

☎️Doesn't produce a lot of cum, but it is STICKY. The cum is very white, and kinda like chewing gum. It comes in spurts and god help him this man can shoot a load meters away, he shoot his load more then he can count into his eye, and also yours.

☎️He also produces A LOT of precum

☎️It doesn't have a lot of taste, maeby a bit on the sour / bitter side???

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, do they have a dirty secret?)

☎️Billy has some kinks (???) that aren't really good for him, for example he would beg to be humiliated but after the act he will be a sobbing mess, be angry or thinks all the things his partner told him are true. Basically self destructive tendencies that he let's out with sex in an unhealthy way.

E = Experience (do they know what they're doing?)

☎️Surprisingly he kinda knows what he does, were did he got that info?? Who knows, Billy certainly can't remember, (probably watched some people geting it on or stole a porn magazine).

F = Favorite position (which position(s) do the like the most?)

☎️All positions are great positions as one confused and wise attic gremlin sayd.

☎️But in all honesty it depends on his mood so here are his top 5 in no particular order:

Kepper

Stick figure

Grasshopper

Counterblow

Valedictorian

G = Goofy (are they more serious or do the like to clown around?)

☎️This man has a hard time staying serious, there are rare moments were he stays focused while being on the mission to go to pound town. Most of the time you hear him giggle, snorting and sometimes saying random one liners that he pulls out of his ass that don't make sense to you, but he still laughs like he heard the funniest shit in the world.

H = Hair (any hair down there? How do they groom it?)

☎️The hair is quite thin and a bit curly, it's a good amount of hair but not a forest, because Billy doesn't take care of it the hair it is all over the place and can look a bit overwhelming.

☎️Billy doesn't really groom it and since it's the 70s, he also doesn't shave it

I = Intimacy (how are they during sex in a romantic aspect?)

☎️He is generally not the romantic type so don't hope for rose pedals and lit candles.

☎️When he is in a more lucid state he will give your face small and sweet kisses while he giggles happily with a manic undertone.

J = Jack off / Jill off (how do they masturbate and how often?)

☎️Before he met you? Probably almost daily. The pumps are fast and eager without a rythm and really messy.

K = Kink (any kinks?)

☎️There is almost nothing he wouldn't try at least once, Billy is an adventurous and curious guy, so I keep it down to a hand full.

☎️Dirty talk, it's either messy game with words that he repeats like a broken record or really fucking good, not in a poetic way but the filth that comes from his mouth is GOOD. But he often does it when he is more unstable, be a bit more careful around him especially if the words become messier and messier.

☎️Breeding, not in a way of wanting children, god no don't let this man near kids, he is scared of them and they are scared of him, but more in a way of wanting to see you stuffed with his cum. He may not produce a lot but he got the Stamina for that, the only question that lays in the room is, if you can keep up with him.

☎️ We all know that he is really into voyeurism, it doesn't even need to be sexual he just likes watching you. If you give him a small show he will vibrated with anticipation and pounce on you immediately.

☎️Phone sex, do I need to say anything more?? It's thrilling for him and sometimes it gets paired up with a bit of roleplay (unintentionally most of the time) , the whole act is also a great way to tease him. Just don't do it too much, he can take a bit but it's a fine line of a horny Billy and an angry Billy.

☎️There is still so much more but god dammit I will be here forever.

Edging, overstimulation, Pegging, Thigh jobs, geting his hair pulled, praise and many more!

L = Location (were do they like to have sex?)

☎️The thought of fucking you everywhere is really alluring but he mostly does it in the bed and attic. He doesn't want to risk getting caught and honestly the thought alone that people could be near gives him anxiety.

M = Motivation (what turns them on/gets them going?)

☎️Everything, you could just walk around and he could pop a boner. The guy is just really unpredictable and his moods can swing erratically which influences his horniness a lot.

☎️But if we assume he is in a more stable mindset where is squirrel brain isn't high on sugar here are a few things that always work;

Soft and sensual touches on arms and thighs

Teasing/slight tickling with fingers on the back of his neck to the end of his spine

Showing a bit more skin the usually and having direct eye contact that lingers a bit longer then the norm

Any close contact to his crotch area, the man will jump on you like a dog

N= No (what's a turn off/they don't want to do?)

☎️Getting too violent, it's more of a safety thing for your own health. He can quickly slip in a dangerous mindset, ESPECIALLY at the beginning of the relationship and I doubt you like to be the moaner's next murderer victim.

☎️Billy can't stand brats in bed it irritates him, or just any kind of attitude.

☎️He also doesn't like it if his s/o dirty talks back, when he does it it often doesn't register in his mind, so if his lovely partner does it, it kind of disgust and displeases him greatly.

O = Oral (do they like to give or receive? How is their skill? How do they react during receiving?)

☎️He LOVES to give oral, Billy could die between your legs and honestly, that's the way he wants to go. He also wouldn't say no to a blowjob and would get ecstatic with the offer (if he didn't ask demanded first).

☎️But sadly Billy isn't that skillful, he makes a lot of sloppy noises and purposely makes a mess, spit, your juices and possibly his cum will be splattered across your whole crotch area and thighs.

☎️He does well alright tho, it isn't anything special but the way he has his grabby boney fingers grab at your body restlessly and his tongue tasting every corner makes it up for any lack of knowledge he has. His tounge is also really long.

☎️You think he stays still when you go down on him?? Oooooh no, god you might have to tie his hands up. They would grab anything they can get, cushion, objects your hair ect, and the guy will pull and squeeze it like his live depends on it.

☎️He also will buck his hips into you and straight up face fucks you, ya need a lot of strength in your arms and hands if you want Billy to stay still. Also the noise he makes? For some it can be really hot but for other a huge turn of, he chokes on his own spit and the moans can sound really animalistic and loud. Either gag him or let everyone know you get hot and heavy with him. That is if anyone is in the house.

P = Pace (how is their thrusting? Hard, fast, deep ect)

☎️He goes FAST, like a bunny in heat, so you better be prepared to have some bruising from his violent thrusting.

☎️The thrust are also relatively hard but 0 rythm.

☎️ His dick also sometimes just slips out, it happened a few times that he also completely missed the targed and rams his dick full speed to your ass (and continues like a champ).

☎️And if your afab he probably "accidentally" buries his junk in the wrong whole.

Q = Quickie (do they like Quickies, if yes how often?)

☎️Yes god he loves them, he often uses them to get rid of extra energy or pent up emotions and there is A LOT , (just be a bit careful with the emotions, maeby talk it out (if you manage to have a reasonable conversation with this rat of a man) what he feels and why he wants to do it, safe words is also a good idea).

R = Risk (any risk their willing to do?)

☎️Fucking you in a room while the sorority sisters are right next to it, he would be so drowned in the bliss that he forgetshis anxiety, but if you are able to comfort him afterwards do it. He often slips into a bad and sometimesaggressivemanic state untreated. (Again,it's a mess if you don't want to get caught, gag the man).

S = Stamina (how long can they go? How long do they last?)

☎️Bitch can go all night, no joke he recovers fast and his hunger for you has no end. He may take small breaks in between the rough fucking, but I'm gonna tell ya his grip on you is like steel he won't let go of you.

T = Toys (any toys they like? If yes, what toys do they like on themselves and on their partner?)

☎️He think's their funny and definitely will mess around with them. Use as many as your kinky heart desires he will follow lead.

☎️On him? Great he waits eagerly on the bed almost jumping from the spot because he is so excited. He loves vibrators and nipple clamps, but collars are good too!

☎️On you? Lord have mercy on your poor soul because you didn't know what's coming for you. Honey you got a big storm coming. But please teach him how to use them and what feels good and what not or else he will stab your insides with a dildo.

U = Unfair (are they a tease? How do they react if teased?)

☎️Billy goes always straight to the point, but sometimes he teases which often happens without his intentions.

☎️The whole thing gets even worse when he goes down on you. This man has bairly any cohesive thoughts what makes you think that he can concentrate for a solid minute. While he is doing it his mind is already somewhere else, which makes him stop for a few seconds or slow down, or not giving the right spots the attention they need. So your agonizingly lay between the almost orgasmic feeling and under stimulation.

V = Volume (how loud are they? What sounds do they make?)

☎️Not necessarily LOUD but people will know what's going on (if you go down on him it's a whole other thing).

☎️The noises he normally makes is strangled / chocked up moans, groaning, giggling or straight up laughing and some mumbling that you for the most part don't fully hear.

W = Wild card (random nsfw headcanon(s))

☎️Billy has a thing for submissive and innocent people, it is more fun to see them react to his vulgar and partly extreme behavior. The way the Yelp when he gives them a rough handling or spurts out the most filthiest thing makes his blood boil. It just something of corrupting someone innocent, sweet and well mannered to something that can only be described as a human mess is making him more feral then he already is. Bonus points if they are covered in his cum and drool.

☎️If somehow you both manage to a a healthy relationship this man will go down your pants faster then the speed of light. And Billy gets quite upset if you say no to him.

☎️Likes to suprise his s/o with him wanking it in front of you in the worst time you can imagine. Ho? Your bringing in the groceries and are in a hurry because the ice cream will melt? Suprises Billy blocks the doorway and rubs his dick violently while having direct eye contact. If you manage to walk past him he will follow you around trying to put your hands on his dick, or even try's to get a blowjob out of you. If not well then his hand and your thighs or ass will do the job too!

☎️Loves to bite and suck on your neck it's also something that gets him going like nothing else, nobody know why but it does.

X = X-ray (what's going on under those clothes?)

☎️Not exactly fat, but he got something packing, around 6.5 inches in length and 5.3 inches in girth. The man is cut and got some thin veins here and there.

Y = Yearning (how high is their libido?)

☎️High, just say your into the mood from another room while having a mouth full of stuff and the man will go crashing down the attic before you finish your sentence even tho it was bairly understandable on what you sayd.

Z = Zzz (how quickly do they fall asleep?)

☎️It's always different one time he is knockout in a few seconds the other night he was awake for another 4 hours, it just depends on how much gymnastics you both needed to make and how bad his manic episode is.

#slashers #slasher #slasher fandom #slasher community #my writing #headcanons #slasher headcanons #ns//fw headcanon #ns//fw #billy lenz #black christmas #black christmas 1974 #phew that was a lot #or at least it feels that way #gender neutral s/o #mention of afab #gender neutral reader #billy lenz x reader #billy lenz x s/o

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suite43 · 3 years

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"Shadow Striker! C’mon, get a move on!" Flamewar called, promptly jumping off the roof as she finished speaking.

Shadow Striker smirked, standing over the blue and white autobot, who in turn was staring up at her with a little bit of fear and a little bit of awe in her wide blue eyes. Shadow Striker leaned down close to the autobots audial fin, whispering.

"Better luck next time, I suppose."

Strongarm did not have time to process a response as the back end of the Riser's massive gun slammed into the side of her head and left her unconcious on the rooftop.

She woke up to Sideswipe kicking her in the side, not hard enough to break anything that wasn't already broken but hard enough to hurt goddamnit. She rolled over with a groan, finding one wrist cuffed to some structure or other, and her weapon missing, almost definetly taken by those brutes from the night before. Damn.

"-ngarm! Primus, Strongarm, did they knock your brain out or something? Helloooooooo?" Sideswipes annoying-ass voice faded in as her audial systems rebooted and she pulled herself up as much as she could.

"When did you get here?" She grumbled.

"Oh, like an hour or so ago."

"And I'm still cuffed because?"

"I thought it'd be funny," he said. "Got bored of waiting for you to wake up, though."

"Right. Where's Prowl?"

"Had, uh, 'more important concerns'. Bumper's with him, they're trying to track these Rise chicks. Javelin's downstairs, though, taking stock."

"And you're on babysitting? Figures."

"I know, right? When is that asshole gonna let me do something cool?"

"'Cool' isn't all it's cracked up to be."

"Wanna trade? I'd love to get my ass kicked by some Risers."

"Tell that to my broken ribs," Strongarm muttered. "Now untie me, idiot."

///

Strongarm did not leave her shift early on account of any injuries. She would never dream of it. No, she was dismissed by her senior officer after giving an adequate description of the prior evening's events, and sent to a medic for minor repairs, who in turn insisted that she spend the next few days on bedrest. It was orders. She didn't have a choice.

That didn't make the hours upon hours of sitting around with nothing to do any less agonizing. Playing with her cat and idly switching between the three TV channels she got could only keep her busy for so long, and her mind kept drifting back to the night before.

It was circumstance that Strongarm had been there at all, really. She'd been in the area following up on something or other when alarms started blaring and the call was made. She pursued, and found a group of (presumably) Risers bickering over which of them was stupid enough to trip the alarm (Strongarm's money is on the two-wheeler. She seemed twitchy.). Among them was the known Riser and scary as hell Shadow Striker, brandishing a massive blaster, presumably from the weapons cache that had been broken into a few weeks prior.

Strongarm had no intentions to engage with a group of four incredibly well-armed and dangerous criminals, with only her small, non-lethal pistol, her lacking hand-to-hand combat skills and absolutely no knowledge of what backup, if any, was coming.

Unfortunately, Strongarm is not built for stealth, and Shadow Striker was very perceptive.

Strongarm plays the fight in her mind over and over. Shadow Striker had notoriously impressive marksmanship. She could've just shot Strongarm and been done with it. But she didn't. The more she replayed it, the wide shots and simple mockery, drawing Strongarm closer and closer, an incredibly powerful kick to the side of the chest, the shoving and running and chasing drawing them up to the roof where Shadow Striker finally seemed to stop playing with her food and go for the kill, it all seemed like it had been a game.

She had had Strongarm disarmed and completely overwhelmed. She had dug her heel into the plating of her chest, pointed the barrel of the gun right between her eyes, a small, satisfied smile on the stoic brute's face. Strongarm felt absolutely certain she was going to die.

And yet, she hadn't pulled the trigger. Non-lethal head injury only.

Better luck next time, I suppose.

Better luck next time.

Strongarm couldn't get the sound of it out of her head. The low rumble, almost like a purr. The slight brush of the exhaled breath against her fins. The absolute satisfaction that dripped from Shadow Striker's every word.

What the hell did that mean?

///

"You left her alive?" Flamewar said incredously.

"Killing Autobots in the city streets isn't exactly low-profile," Shadow Striker responded flatly.

"Yeah, neither is tripping the alarms," Hyperdrive chimed in. Flamewar shoved him.

"It wasn't my fault!"

Shadow Striker rolled her eyes and let them get to their bickering, sitting back in her usual spot to get to work dissasembling, cleaning, and reassembling her favourite gun.

She took a deep breath, letting herself fall into the familiar rythm of her work, the soft shuffling sounds of moving parts. She could do this with her eyes closed. She often did, in fact. Gathers the mind.

That Autobot. She could've killed her. Wouldn't have felt too bad about it. But when was the last time anyone had put up such a fight? Shadow's reputation preceded her, just a mention of her name got most rational 'bots running the other direction. Absolutely nobody smart would try to fight Shadow Striker alone, much less with three others there. And absolutely nobody landed a punch.

It wasn't for any skill the Autobot had had. It was wild, determined flailing that got her one good, solid hit across the jaw and a trickle of blood from Shadow Striker's nose. She'd laughed, despite herself. Knowing what the autobot was capable of made the rest of it much more fun. And she supposed that meant she owed the bot something of a reward. If, y'know, not killing someone counted as a suitable reward for... well, for anything, really.

Shadow wasn't quite sure about that. But she was certain, if the dull ache in her jaw was any indication, that she was looking forward to next time.

///

Strongarm found herself leaping at every mention of Rise activity for the next few weeks. She spent all of her downtime sparring with Sideswipe (who talked a big game but whined like a newlyforged at every dent he got) or Javelin (who never tried all that hard and usually lost within five seconds). She was determined that she would not be outmatched again.

Sideswipe told her it was a case of bruised ego. Strongarm told herself it was a desire to bring the Riser to justice. But she couldn't help but wonder if it was something else that made her stomach flip and her spark skip a beat every time she thought about her.

Perhaps it was fear? Disgust? Anger? Frustration?

Something like that. Surely.

Regardless, despite her best efforts, Shadow Striker always managed to outpace her. Always one step ahead, whip-smart, adaptable, experienced, and all around incredibly skilled. Strongarm had no chance.

She was stubborn, though, and she didn't quit. And, every time she saw Shadow Striker, she got her ass royally kicked.

Something was different this time, though. For starters, Shadow Striker was alone. The big warehouse out on the fringes of the city only had the one life sign, and a quick scan confirmed that there were no other visible mechs. Shadow sat casually atop a big metal crate of goods, idly examing her weapon, miming shooting it at things with a bored expression. Strongarm kept close to the shadows, behind a stack of boxes, determined to get the element of surprise.

"Oh, good, I was beginning to think you hadn't found the little clues I left you." That was different, too.

"Oh, come on!" Strongarm rolled her eyes. "You can't tell me your hearing is just that good. It's not possible."

"I set a tripwire around the perimeter. I was pinged as soon as you came in. You should pay more attention, Autobot."

"Pay attention to this!" Strongarm chucked the blade in her hand at Shadow Striker, who smirked as it grazed just past the side of her helmet, clattering to the ground. She set the gun aside and cracked her knuckles, getting ready.

"Right to it then?"

"Why, you have somewhere you'd rather be?" Strongarm threw a punch, Shadow sidestepping her without even trying.

"Mmm, no, I don't think so." She slammed her elbow into Strongarm's back. "Trust me, this is the most exciting part of my week."

"I could say the same," Strongarm said. "Can't take too long, though, I'm going to have a lot of paperwork to fill out when I bring you in."

Shadow Striker huffed out a laugh as she stepped out of the way of another blow. "You'll have to catch me, first."

The two continued in their fight, until Strongarm was on her back, pinned by Shadow Striker's weight holding her arms above her head.

"You're getting better," Shadow Striker muttered between breaths, voice low and close to Strongarm's audial. "You're strong. You have potential. Why not use it for something worthwhile? You'd make such a pretty Riser, you know."

Strongarm paused for a moment, her processer stalling on that last bit. Had she just been called pretty?

She shoved it out of her mind and jerked her head up as hard as she could, crashing her forehead into Shadow Striker's nose, the purple mech pulling away with a hiss of pain as a small trickle of energon dripped out, and Strongarm used the moment of weakness to flip the two of them over, pinning the slender warrior under her own weight.

"Don't get too comfortable. Arrogance makes you stupid," Strongarm grinned, just a little smug.

"Agreed." Before Strongarm could even blink Shadow Striker had pulled her arms free from Strongarm's grip and shoved the autobot off of her, stepping on Strongarm's chest to jump back up on her crate, grab her weapon, and climb up the pile of crates and shelves to one of the large windows near the top of the wall. "See you next time."

And then she was gone. Strongarm cursed, slamming one fist against the ground, hand clutching her side. God damn.

///

They saw each other again a few times, the banter and routine becoming familiar, Strongarm getting better and better at predicting where Shadow Striker would be and what she would do.

She did not ever predict that she'd see the Riser climbing through the window into her kitchen in the middle of the night.

"What the hell?! What are you doing here?"

"Didn't know where else to go," Shadow Striker muttered through clenched teeth. "Couldn't make it back. Too many eyes."

It was then that Strongarm noticed Shadow was clutching at a wound on her side, a cloth pressed up against it, absolutely soaked with energon. Her eyes widened as she tried to figure out what the fuck she was supposed to do. This was a criminal, in her apartment, where she had no right to be and how had she even found it in the first place and how long had she known the address? But it was also an injured Cybertronian, in need of help, and Strongarm felt like she had a duty. Shadow Striker needed to go to a hospital. Strongarm wasn't a doctor. But if she went to a hospital, well, she'd almost certainly be arrested. Which was... Strongarm wasn't sure how she felt about that. That was a bad sign.

"Do you have a clean towel?" Shadow Striker asked, snapping Strongarm out of her dumbstruck silence. "And a first aid kit. I can do the rest."

"I... Yeah. Yeah, I do." She went and gathered supplies, bringing them back to the kitchen, where Shadow Striker was peeling the old rag off of the wound, revealing a huge gash on the side of her stomach.

Shadow waved her over, taking the first aid kit from her hands. She was giving herself something of a patch job, but Strongarm couldn't take her eyes off the way her hands shook and the way her face twisted in a wince at every motion, jerky movements doing a rather shit job of fixing anything.

"Give it to me," Strongarm said. Shadow Striker gave her whatever passed for a skeptical look at the moment. "Just tell me what I need to do. I'm a quick learner."

Shadow sighed, handed over the tool she'd been using, and talked Strongarm through getting her to a point where she wasn't dripping blood and everything seemed more or less stable.

"This'll do. We have medics, when I get back they can do something properly."

"Where's 'back', exactly?"

"Ha, you're not getting anything out of me that easily," Shadow Striker muttered, still holding her side, voice exhausted.

"Well, it was worth a try." Shadow hummed in agreement, eyes closed, leaning back against the wall, still sitting on Strongarm's countertop. "Are... when are you leaving?" Strongarm asked.

"Whenever the heat dies down a bit."

"You know I'm technically 'the heat', right?" Shadow shrugged.

"Go ahead. Call your boss. I'll be halfway out of the city faster than Prowl can flip a table." Strongarm rolled her eyes.

"Eat something before you go, you sound exhausted."

"No. M'not taking your rations. Sentinel keeps you low enough on fuel as it is."

"You lost a lot of blood. If you leave like this, now, you'll probably pass out before you can get anywhere." Shadow Striker just huffed.

"Suppose I'm staying the night, then."

"What?"

"Kidding," Shadow laughed weakly. "My boss'd kill me if I spent the evening at an autobot's. Unneccessary risk and all."

"And I'd almost certainly be fired, or worse, if anyone found out about this."

"So it's our little secret then."

"So it is. And so's this," Strongarm said, handing her a small cube of energon. Shadow looked like she was going to protest, but evidently thought better of it, and took the cube.

They stayed there, talked for a bit, and eventually Strongarm was able to coax Shadow Striker into moving to the couch, which honestly wasn't a huge improvement from the countertop but it's the thought that counts, she supposed. Strongarm didn't intend for Shadow Striker to fall asleep there, and she guessed Shadow didn't intend for it either, but she looked strangely serene and Strongarm couldn't bring herself to disturb her. She left the lean purple mech there, trying not to stare too much at the way her strong features looked so delicate like this, her lips parted just so as puffs of breath slipped in and out, her red eyes shut softly, twitching and muttering as she dreamt.

Strongarm tried to ignore the fluttery feeling in her chest, and went to bed. Sleep was fitful, but when she heard the soft tread of someone sliding through her bedroom door quietly, she did her best to pretend to be deep in recharge. A hand traced delicately over the plating of her arm, across her inner wrist, tracing delicate cableing up her forearm and to the bulky armor of her shoulders, and she tried to stay still, even when that hand reached back down and intertwined slender fingers with Strongarm's own and a figure bent down to press a kiss to Strongarm's cheek, the ridge of her nose nuzzling softly against the warm plating as Strongarm tried so, so hard not to move and scare Shadow away, even as her spark was beating out of her chest.

After a long moment, Shadow Striker pulled away, letting out a long sigh, muttering a quiet what have I gotten myself into? under her breath, and Strongarm couldn't help but feel the same as Shadow Striker walked away.

When Strongarm got up for work, Shadow was long gone. When she came home from her shift, there was a cube of energon on the coffee table, labelled with a note.

Let's call it even. - SS

#red.doc #strongarm #shadow striker #idw2 #strongshadow #oooooh you wanna read my dykey idw2 au so bad

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tipsydipsydo · 5 years

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BTS Kink-Scenarios 😈 (female! Reader)

Jin

Kink: Foodplay (especially Liquids like melted Chocolate, Honey or Maple Syrup etc.)

As we all know, Jin loves cooking and Food in general. I think he figured his foodplay kink out by accident. Once you cooked dinner together and he wanted to put a spoonful of molten chocolate in your mouth, but something dripped into your cleavage between your breasts. Faster than you could realize, Jin leaned forward and licked the drop of cream off your skin. When he straightened up again, he looked at you with darkened eyes and whispered, "I'd like to lick some delicious things from your body more often, Princess..."

There is a little secret insider between you two. If Jin deliberately doesn't order dessert in a restaurant, you know that you'll be his dessert tonight.

"I can't wait to eat you out and lick and suck this delicious honey from that sweet pussy of yours. I love the sugary taste when the honey and your arousal are mixed up, your folds coated over and over with golden honey, all glossy, sweet and wet, just for me."

Yoongi

Kink: Innocence-Kink (probably a Virginity-Kink too), Kitten-Play

I think Yoongi, our little grumpy Meow Meow, actually loves cats. Especially good, innocent kittens with big doe eyes. He loves your inexperience, he loves it how you start to stutter sometimes nervously and how red your cheeks can get when the boys make a dirty joke or Yoongi whispers obscene things into your ear. You'll drive him completely crazy when you wear lacy-white lingerie with matching cat ears. At some point he had to admit to himself that he has a weak spot for kitten play and that the thought of ruining your innocence makes him absolutely insane. He wants to own you, to mark you as his and turn your pure mind into something filthy. He will be the first and only man who touches you like this.

"My Sweetheart looks so cute and pure in her angelic white lingerie, but in reality she's a dirty Kitten and she loves to be ruined by me, right? You enjoy your buttplug way too much in your tight little ass. Pure Kittens wouldn't enjoy it! God, I love to defile your Innocence with these lewd things! You look so pure, but deep inside of you you're a shameless filthy Kitten, begging for Toys and my Cock!"

Namjoon

Kinks: Dirty Talk, Name-Calling (Sir and Daddy), Domination, a little bit of Exhibitionism

Namjoon loves to talk. About everything. His philosophical and political thoughts, his worries and insecurities and these thoughts that wouldn't leave his mind. He always wants to resolve every argument of the day before you two are going to bed... so why not talk everything out in the sexual way too? He would love to tease you with his words, he has a gigantic vocabulary after reading these amounts of books. Especially in some special areas he's very eloquent. Every late afternoon he starts to text you what he's going to do with you when he's finally at home again after practice. In this context he has a kink for name calling, extremely hot spot is Daddy or Sir. And to give his words sometimes a little more spice until unbearable effect he would love it when you wear a little remote controlled Bullet in yourself and have his fun with it when you're out for dinner with the boys.

"Oh oh oh, Babygirl. Don't move so much! You don't want the boys become suspicious, right? Look at Tae, he seems like he notices something in your unsual behaviour. Sit still and don't make any noises that could betray your filthy secret between your thighs. What should my members just think of you?! At first, why you're doing such lewd things in public and secondly that you're willing to let yourself get caught! To let them all know how needy you are to be filled with a big cock, that you're such a shameless dirty girl.They'd question my upbringing in your behaviour and Daddy wouldn't accept it at all. Or will you make Daddy spank your round ass when we get home?"

Hoseok

Kink: Sadism, Teasing, Edging, Orgasm-Denial, Overstimulation, Toys

Hobi would be just the biggest and happiest sunshine in the world when you two start a relationship together. He's such a lovely and sweet man, always trying to make you happy or even when you're sad, he would try his best to get at least a small giggle out of you. But how his behavior turn around 180° when he goes on stage and switch to the sassiest tease the world has seen. He's absolutely aware of what his Hip Thrusts do to Army. Well, he's about like that behind locked bedroom doors. He's lowkey sadistic, he just loves teasing, edging, orgasm denial, overstimulation and all these toys that helps him drive you crazy. Yeah, when the right time has come he would love to marry you, but he's also literally married to this one Hitachi Massager he bought some time ago. He loves to tie your wrists and ankles to the bedposts and have two hours of sadistic fun with you. Either he denies you for hours to come or he gives you an orgasm if you beg so so much for it but then you need to handle four or five more.

"Please Hobi, oh God please! I-I c-can't handle it anymore! Please let me cum! I'll do whatever you want without complaining b-but just please let me cum!"

"You're so needy and impatient, Princess. I said stay patient and after some time I'll give you my permission to cum. But my little Girl is so indecent and just don't want to learn how she should behave!"

"Y-You said after some t-time! A half hour went by! Hobi, please!"

"God, Darling. Why you are so bratty today? But okay, if it's your wish to come so I'll let that greedy pussy of yours come. But then you have to take all these orgasm I'm gonna give you without one single murmur. Is it clear?"

"Wait, Hobi no! No overstim-"

"What did I say? Shut your little mouth. And why not? I'm sure, I'm gonna make you squirt all over again~"

Jimin

Kinks: Switch (enjoy being the submissive Part), Assplay (Buttplugs and probably someday Strap-on)

Jiminie had a difficult time admitting to himself that he would like to try the submissive role when it comes to sex. You have been his best friend for years and you guys talk about everything. He knows your Cup-Size and helps you pick your lingerie sometimes, telling you if your chosen set is sexy or not. And he also knows that your first and thankfully now ex-boyfriend was a complete asshole and that he wasn't even able to satisfy you properly in bed. Jimin is glad that you finally left him, not just because he treated you really badly... But also because he has feelings for you. Feelings that go even beyond the closest friendship. Maybe that's the reason why he didn't tell you about his secret fantasies until now, even though you're best friends. He wants to be desirable for you, the strong man you need to feel attractive again. So he has to cope with his fantasies alone. The thought of being tied up to the headboard, having a buttplug in his tight ass and following your command not to cum until you are satisfied while you ride him drives him completely insane. Just the imagination of your perfectly rounded breasts swaying softly to the rythm and your golden body chain around them jingle lightly could have made him cum immediately. Sadly it will only remain an unfulfilled dream.

...or not?

"... I think I will never gonna find a man who would like to try this."

"What? To try what?"

"I'll never find a man who would like a woman that is in charge and follow her commands and this stuff. You know. I don't know if I already told you, but I think I'm more of a Switch in Bed. But it seems like every man I've met can't even imagine giving up some power and let me take the lead for the Night."

"...W-Wait... you are a Switch?"

"Yeah... I like the thought of powerplay and taking control from time to time. I don't think I'm a complete Femdom, but it really turns me on when my partner would beg for permission to let him cum. And you know I have a soft spot for toys, I would love to use some of them on a man too."

"What kind of toys?"

"You are pretty curious, Jimochi! Don't tell me you are interested in this?"

"Fuck, Sweetheart. You don't know what you're doing to me, you just said my secret wishes out loud. I'd love to follow your commands, beg for your permission to cum and let you stuff my ass with a buttplug if you would like that..."

"...holy shit. Fuck... you make me so wet with these words."

"Please... give me the permission to make you feel good, Baby..."

"You may call me Miss, Jimin."

Taehyung

Kinks: Nude Photography, Shibari

Society calls extroverted people social butterflies. If that's the case, then we could call Taehyung a kinky Butterfly, because he's really open to everything sexual that catches his interest. We also know he has a soft spot for aesthetic things, that's why he would doubtlessly fall in love with Nude Photography and the erotic and artistic art of Shibari. After finding Aaron McPolins' Photography on the Aesthetic of Shibari he would be immediately interested. He would do a lot of research and ask his Hyungs if they have any experience with bondage in general before even mentions it to you. The last thing he wants is to scare you away and he wants to be sure about everything that could happen so he can trust himself and know what he's really doing. You approached him about it after finding a book about Shibari Bondage techniques in his dorm room. You two talked a lot and Taehyung has to be one hundred percent sure that you're okay with it and know your safeword. You start very simple with handbondage and some easy knots and both of you kinda like it. It turns you on to be completely helpless and to see how your tied up body affects Taehyung. The way he looked at you with dark and hungry eyes when he finished his new masterpiece and took his camera out to take some photos of you. What you didn't know is that he collected all these photos to create an album for you as an anniversary gift, with little notes here and there about how beautiful you are. That you're his muse and his masterpiece.

"Baby, my favourite picture of you is this one. This one while you riding the Sybian, your red Lips are parted and a moan escaping them and your forearms are tied up in front of your chest, here and there decorated with white roses. I caught the perfect moment when I took that pic because you just reached your high and gave me your beautiful orgasm face. Look at your swollen lips, your head fallen back and your knitted brows. So beautiful. You are so so beautiful, Baby Girl."

Jungkook

Kinks: Stamina, Moaning and Begging, Noona-Kink

Kookies well trained body is the death of many fans, so is his stamina in your shared bedroom too. The time he can hold his own orgasm back is legendary, making you whimper or even cry sometimes because it's too overwhelming and after reaching two orgasms and with a third one incoming your pussy is just too oversensitive already. After you two came together and had your first sex talk with each other, you told him he shouldn't expect too much from you because you experienced yourself in bed not very vocal like other women. Yeah maybe a little moan slipped here and there over your lips but you never identity yourself as a very vocal woman. But this style won't last long with Jungkook, he's very into vocal women so he's gonna make a vocal woman out of you! He took this statement of yours as a challenge and Kookie isn't called the golden maknae for nothing so you can be sure that he will turn you into a whimpering, moaning and begging mess.

He also has a Noona Kink especially when he's in charge and commands you. He loves the Idea of being the dominant one, even when he's younger than you and should respect you and not give you orders. He really likes being your filthy brat and make his behavior clash with the traditional system of respect.

"What did I say, Noona?"

"N-No! I-I can't anymore a-and it's e-embarrassing! I-I'm not gonna... oh God n-not gonna s-say it!"

"Say it. Or I'm not gonna stop after your next orgasm. You know how good my stamina is and for me it's not a problem to hold back. I want to hear you beg for it, Noona."

"O-Okay okay... P-Please Kookie, please cum finally in my pussy! I-I need you to fill me up to the brim with your cum, only then I could come. I want you to watch me after this, how your cum slowly drips out of my wrecked pussy! I-I need your cum inside of me, Kookie!"

"Fuck yes! I'm gonna fill your greedy pussy up like you want it, Noona~"

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Role playing with H!

I saw this on @harrywritingsbyme and I wanted to give it a try. All credits to her.

It’s filthy, I guess.

You and Harry have been in a relationship for a while now, so it’s natural you guys would try new things in every aspect, including sex. Role play was something Harry was super excited about but due to your shy nature he kept it cool, not wanting to pressure you on something you weren’t comfortable with. But it wasn’t like you were vanilla too, you had your own kinks and Harry made an incredible job satisfying your fantasies, degradation, daddy kink and list goes on, but the biggest issue you had was the ‘’acting’’. It was not your thing, you loved watching Harry act like a daddy dom or the dirty talk he said to you was one of the main reasos your orgasms with him were so strong but the thought of acting for him made you cringe so hard. You knew Harry was into role play and you got really frustrated with yourself because you couldn’t act even if your life depended on it.

So this all lead you to today, this month has been really busy for Harry, with touring, studio sessions, interviews, talk shows, you knew what you signed up for when you got in this relationship with him, you never once complained to him about how absent he was, you knew if he could choose, he’d always choose you and you also knew that once everything cooled down he’d take you to somewhere nice and spend all the time he could with you. But you are only human and couldn’t help but feel a little bit neglected, so that’s why you opened a bottle of wine and sat on the couch to watch some movies. There was only one problem, the sex scene during the movie between the boss and the secretary got you extremely horny and all you could think about was much you wanted to be in that position with Harry. So, why not? You were a little bit drunk, horny and with no shame whatsoever.

You went straight to your bedroom, to put on the outfit you were thinking about. A new nice set of a red, small, lace lingerie that Harry never saw, a pencil skirt that complimented the curves of your body and a satin white dress shirt, you left the buttons open to show cleavage, and now it was just a matter of time. You stayed drinking in your bedroom just waiting to hear the front door open, and 30 minutes later you finally heard it, Harry calling your name ‘’babe? are you there?’’ so you immediately got in the bathroom to hide from him, you heard the bedroom door open as well ‘’babe, you’re in there?’’ ‘’yeah, i’m going in for a shower, I’ll be right out’’ you were actually sitting on the sink laughing at the situation, ‘’okay, I have some stuff to work on, I’ll be in the office, come see me when you’re done’’ ‘’sure, I will.’’ so you waited for about 10 minutes till he could set himself with his stuff in the office. You took a deep breath and kept saying in your head ‘’I can do it, I can act. It’s not cringe, he will love it.’’

So to his office you went, with your heart racing, your brain a little fuzzy from the alcohool, slowly you opened the office door and said ‘’Mr. Styles, you wanted to see me?’’ in the most innocent voice you could manage. The moment Harry looked at you, his mouth was like an ‘’O’’ and he kept staring, not saying a single word, ‘’Mr. Styles, are you okay? Do you need something?’’ you finally got Harry speechless ‘’I....uuuh - I, I’’ with that you giggled a little bit, getting Harry with nothing to say was a very hard task, his tongue was usually so sharp, ‘’Mr. Styles?’’ and it seemed like he got out of the spell he was on, and he caught up on what you were trying to accomplish, finally his fantasy would come true. ‘’Uh, yes. I actually need something, could you come here a bit and help me with this?’’ ‘’Sure, Mr. Styles’’ the name was already making his cock twitch in his pants, the pencil skirt envolving your perfect ass was making him imagine all the things he wanted to do to you. When you got behind the desk, close to his chair he kept staring at your tits, almost spilling from the shirt ‘’Miss y/n, do you know I like to keep a very profissional environment in my company, right? ‘’Yes, sir.’’ Harry’s cock was begging for some relief at this point, and your tiny lingerie was getting drenched just by the way he was looking at you, ‘’and do you think this outfit you’re wearing makes you look professional?’’ ‘’I like to think so, Mr. Styles’’ you answered bitting your lower lip, it was so fast, Harry opened your shirt with his whole strenght and all the buttons flied across the room ‘’and now? do you still think this is a professional environment?’’ ‘’no, Mr. Styles, I’m so sorry’’. Harry kept staring at you like a hawk, your lace red bra with your tits almost spilling from it, your nipples begging for attention, he firmly grabbed you by the waist, and put you on his lap, you started grinding on his cock that was extremely hard, you let a low moan escape from your lips, he pulled your hair hard ‘’you fucking dirty slut, keep grinding if you wanna keep this job’’ ‘’yes, Sir, please please please.’’ he noticed you were loving it, so he grabbed you by the throat to look straight into his eyes ‘’and don’t you dare fucking cum’’ ‘’yes, Mr. Styles, anything you want’’ you said before moaning loud. ‘’Tell me y/n, are you wearing panties?’’ ‘’Don’t you wanna find out, sir?’’ you smiled at him and he smiled at you, grabbing you by the waist one more time to stand up, just so he could take off your skirt, and when he saw the little red thong, his cock almost came to life, Harry didn’t even say anything, just turned you around to face your perfect ass, he spanked you twice because he knew how much you loved getting spanked ‘’fuck, Mr. Styles.’’ ‘’oh, do you like that?’’ ‘’yes, Sir.’’ so he hoisted you up and sat you on his desk, with your legs spread, the tiny piece of fabric covering your pussy was completely soaked at this point, and Harry immediately licked a long stripe of your covered pussy ‘’oh fuck, I can taste you, you’re so fucking wet’’ ‘’please, please, please, don’t stop’’ and that’s when he stopped ‘’on your knees, now. don’t make me repeat myself.’’ you were absolutely frustrated right now, but you always did what he asked for ‘’yes, Sir.’’ ‘’now, y/n, I wanna fuck your throat raw, will you let me?’’ ‘’yes, please Mr. Styles’’ you loved his cock, you loved the feeling of having him in your mouth, Harry took his belt off, only took his cock out of his pants, he kept his clothes on, when you saw it, you instantly went for it and he took a step back, so you were on all four on the ground ‘’such a needy slut, aren’t you?’’ he said chuckling at your eagerness, you crawled to him and tried to suck his cock again and this time he let you, the moment your wet tongue touched his mushroom head a loud moan escape from his lips ‘’oh, fuck.’’ he was letting you having your moment with it, so you stroked it with your hands, sucked his balls, letting drool all over it, he loved messy blow jobs. After playing with it a little, he grabbed you by the head and started slowly fucking your throat, he knew you could take all of him after months of practice, so he started thrusting faster and moaning louder ‘’fuck, take all of me’’ you gagged a little bit ‘’I know you can take it, be a good girl and let me fuck your mouth’’ so he kept doing it, on his own pace, but always making sure you were okay and taking breaks for you to breathe, at one point he stopped and let you take the lead again, while you were bobbing your head on his cock he noticed you were grinding the floor, you couldn’t help it, you needed some relief ‘’what the fuck do you think you’re doing?’’ he asked yanking you by the hair ‘’are grinding the fucking floor? are you that filthy?’’ he said while choking you lightly and hoisting you up again from the floor ‘’sorry Sir, I- I couldn’t help it, I’m so sorry’’ ‘’open your mouth.’’ again, you always do what he asks, and you already knew what’s coming. Harry spits in your mouth, and you loved it, you loved the humiliation, you loved being manhandled by him, ‘’thank you, Mr. Styles.’’ you said smiling at him, ‘’oh, I’ll give you something to really thank me for’’ Harry put you on his desk, on your tummy, with your ass up, gave you one more smack and took off your panties, he didn’t even give you time to think about what he was doing, he ligned up his cock to your entrance and in one deep thrust he was fully into you, it felt like the air was out of your lungs and your eyes were rolling, and you heard Harry ‘’jesus fucking christ, you’re so fucking wet, fuck it’s dripping down your thighs’’ and all you could menage to do was moan, you moaned loud as Harry kept thrusting like his life depended on it, ‘’such a good fucking slut with the perfect tight cunt, just for me, right?’’ he grabbed you by the throat to let your head touch his chest ‘’huh?’’ ‘’yes, just for you Sir, only for you.’’ ‘’such a good fucking whore’’ as he kept his rythm you felt the bubble on your lower tummy starting to grow and he felt you squeezing him ‘’do you wanna keep this job?’’ fuck, he was still in character ‘’yes, Mr. Styles, please, please, please’’ you didn’t know what were you begging for, ‘’so ride me, but don’t you dare cum, and you better do a good job’’ you didn’t even answer, he slowly got out of you and sat on his chair, you straddled his lap and ligned yourself on him again. You on top was one of your favorite positions because it made you cum faster, but now with the rule he set for you, it was going to be hard but you kept going up and down on him, Harry was an absolute moaning mess, his hands were all over your ass, he loved the feeling of your ass giggling on his hands ‘’holy fucking shit, you’re such a slut, fucking your boss for a job, huh? I bet you were waiting for this happen, you wanted me to see the lingerie, didn’t you?’’ your orgasm was approaching ‘’yes, Mr. Styles, I always wanted to feel your cock, please, let me cum, I’ll be so good, I’ll do whatever you want’’ ‘’oh, will you now?’’ at this Harry got up with him still inside of you, and sat you on his desk, he yanked your hair to make your neck vulnerable for him, his thrusts were now slow but deep, while he was kissing your neck till your earlobe, and he whispered ‘’so I want you to cum with me, all over me, I wanna hear you scream, be a good cockslut and do what I’m saying’’ he didn’t wait for your answer, he started thrusting hard and fast again, chocking you the way he knew you liked it, your mouth was open and droll was coming out of your mouth while you’re moaning ‘’am I fucking my little whore stupid?’’ he was so condescending and you loved it ‘’cum for me, now’’ he knew you were close and he was too, he started rubbing circles on your clit while thrusting and that was it for you, you squirted all over his cock and lower stomach, it was so strong, you were seeing white and your ears were buzzing, but you felt Harry orgasming above you ‘’fuck, fuck, fuck, such a good girl’’ and you felt spurts inside you.

You were both fucked, Harry rested his forehead on your chest, breathing hard and you felt like floating, ‘’babe, you good?’’ he asked ‘’uhum, just can’t feel my legs and I’ll probably be sore tomorrow, but I’m feeling really fucking good’’ he loved you so much, he loved how you didn’t hold anything back when talking about your feelings, you were so open to him, you trusted him so much, ‘’thank you for making that happen, I know it’s not usual for you but fuck, that was so good, you’re so good to me. Thank you, thank you, thank you, I know I’m not being the best boyfriend right now, but I’ll make it up to you, I promise.’’ he said while kissing you all over your face, and you knew he would. ‘’None of that, you do what you need to do. I love you and I’m here, I’m glad I could make something you really wanted, I was good?’’ ‘’You’re perfect, such a good little slut f’me’’ you both laughed, while kissing each other.

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