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[bloodorangesoup]

Kinktober '23 Day 2 - First Time (SVT Mingyu)

Kinktober 2023 Masterlist

Warnings: a lot of build up, first time (tbh i didn’t address this much 😭), a lil breast sucking, desperate reader, oral (f. receiving), riding, unprotected sex (lets pretend ur on the pill), slight praise, creampie, slight perv gyu but with respect and some tlc 😌

Word Count: 3.6k

A/N: I can never just write a short story can I? Dammit. Anyways, pls send requests!

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The rain pattering against the window muffled the busy streets. It was a Saturday in Seoul, meaning the traffic wouldn’t die down until late at night. The air outside was frigid and wet, but you found comfort inside, the heater turned up just enough to feel cozy without a blanket. 

“Yah, its kinda hot in here, isn’t it Gyu?” You pulled on the collar of your sweatshirt and turned your head to face him. He sat on the other end of the small couch, legs stretched and on your lap. 

“A bit I guess, do you want me to turn down the heater?” He questioned, head tilting against the top of the cushion. 

“No, no. That’s okay, it’ll just get cold if you do. I’m gonna go change really quick.” You gently pushed his legs off your lap, making his body turn straight. Mingyu sat up on the couch, sitting normally as he continued watching the show streaming on the TV. 

A few minutes passed, Mingyu felt stupid for feeling this way but he had already begun to miss your company. His fingers itched to have you back in his hold. Nights in were rare for you two, his schedule constantly requiring him to be everywhere at once. Most nights he had off he had somewhere new to be early in the morning, preventing any real quality time together. 

“Y/n-ahhhh,” Mingyu whined. "Where are youuuu?" His head fell back against the couch, feeling more impatient with each second. 

“I’m coming, I’m coming.” He heard your voice grow louder as you walked back towards the living room, your footsteps echoed down the hall as you approached. “Feeling impatient tonight huh?” Your voice was back in the room with him. He opened his eyes and lifted his head off the couch.

“Finally-” his comment was exaggerated but died in his throat once his gaze landed on you. He knew you were changing but he wasn’t expecting you to be wearing such, well, little amount of clothes. Your sweatshirt still hung off your body, but your sweatpants had been replaced by what Mingyu assumed to be the tiniest shorts to ever exist. The shorts covered your ass just enough, but the trim was loose and frilly, exposing the bottom of your cheeks when you walked. You were technically still pretty covered up, which is why you couldn’t understand why Mingyu was looking at you with such a stunned expression. He couldn’t help it. He didn’t understand either. Mingyu was a 26 year old man, he was no stranger to seeing a woman’s body. Yet the sight of seeing so much leg right in front of him ignited something in his brain. 

You sat back down to his right. Deciding to be a tease, you swung your legs over his lap, scooting closer to his side. Your arms rose to rest on his shoulders, your head falling against his chest as you looked back toward the TV. Mingyu’s right arm wrapped around your back to secure you. His left hand landed on your calf, rubbing up and down to your knee. You sighed, enjoying the contact, and Mingyu found it increasingly hard to concentrate on the plot of the show. His eyes looked down to your leg. He stared at your thighs and his hand slowly ran higher. He didn’t realize he was holding his breath until he felt you shift. 

“I still feel hot,” you huffed. 

“Why don’t you take off your sweatshirt, baby?” Mingyu rubbed your side. His curiosity piqued when you looked away embarrassed. It clicked in his brain, “Oh. Are you, like, not wearing anything under?” 

“No, I am. I just, I’m not wearing a bra,” your voice quiet at that last part. You continued to look everywhere but at him as you felt his thumb rub the skin on your thigh. “You know, I just- we just never...” You could feel the heat creep up your neck and to your face.

Mingyu wanted to make you feel comfortable, but there wasn’t any choice. He could already imagine what you looked like underneath the sweatshirt and it was sending heat down his body. He should have offered you his shirt, or gone to turn down the heater, but it was too late and he was already thinking with his other head. 

“I know,” he cooed. A slight pout formed on his lips, his eyes opening to feign innocence. “It’s okay, baby.” His right hand was now rubbing the bottom of your thigh, fingertips gracing the hem of your shorts. His other hand toyed with the bottom of your sweatshirt. “Take it off,” he whispered. Your eyes were glued to his as you nodded. Reaching down, you slowly lifted the sweatshirt off your torso. For a moment, it covered your head and your arms were raised to lift it off your shoulders. Mingyu sneaked a glance down and let out a groan at the sight. Your boobs sat beautifully in your top, the low hemline exposing your cleavage. You softly grunted as you tried to untangle your arms from the sleeves, breaking Mingyu from his trance. He helped you get it off and you let out a sigh from the exertion. 

The air was thick. Even though it was just you and Mingyu you felt a million eyes on your body. Mingyu cleared his throat, tearing his eyes away from your chest and looking up to meet your eyes. This was foreign territory for the two of you, but you had to admit that the way he was looking at you was turning you on. There was a hunger in his eyes and it was clear he was trying hard to fight it for your sake. He pulled you close, retaining the previous position you both held. His hand continued stroking your thigh and the urge to cup your ass was tearing him up inside. He had no idea what was going on in the show anymore despite his hard stare at the TV. His right hand slid up and down your waist, coming up higher every time until it was resting over your ribs, right under your boobs.

You let out a shaky breath. You didn’t know if you wanted him to stop the torture or to manhandle you like you knew he wanted to. You felt pressure under your thigh and it took a moment for it to register to you that he was growing hard under your legs. Mingyu’s fingers itched to take hold of your breast. To squeeze them and bury his face in between them. His grip on your thigh tightened and he bit his lip hard. 

He shook his head. 

“You should get off me, y/n.” He exhaled, his body attempting to slip from under yours. “We haven’t- I can’t control myself right now. Just sit next to me and gimme a minute.”

You grabbed hold of his bicep. 

“No.”

“No?” He looked at you incredulously. 

“No, yes, wait- just,” you shook your head. Before you could understand what you were doing you shuffled forward and straddled his lap. You held eye contact, testing the waters. He just looked back confused. The two of you had made out before, this wasn’t the first time you’ve ever sat on his lap like this. But never with your boobs pressed up against his chest like this, never with such little fabric separating your body from his. Slowly, you sat down, gasping when you felt his erection press up against your clothed cunt. 

Mingyu’s hands held your waist to steady you, or to press you harder against him. He didn’t know which course of action to take yet. You cupped his cheek with your hand and kissed him. As you leaned into the kiss your clit rubbed over his hard on and you moaned into his mouth. It was like something broke in you. All the waiting, all the desire, all the heat. You started moving back and forth grinding on him. He groaned into the kiss, his grip tightened on your waist in an attempt to stop your movements. Taking hold of the back of his hand, you intertwined your fingers and slid it up your body to cup your right breast. You squeezed over his hand, allowing him to feel you. Mingyu broke the kiss and rested his forehead against yours.

“What has gotten into you?” he panted. His mind was foggy. He didn’t want to stop but he wasn’t sure this was the right time for it to be the first time. 

“Please, Gyu,” you whined. A trail of kisses started at his cheek, moving its way down to his adam’s apple. You continued to press his hand against your chest and he could feel you take grasp of his other hand. He knew what was coming so he took hold of your wrist.

“Y/n-”

“Please, Gyu, please,” you continued grinding over his aching cock. He could feel the precum leaking in his boxers. 

“Y/n,” he said sternly this time. It caught your attention. You looked back up at him, eyes desperate. 

“I’m ready, Mingyu. Please, I don’t know what it is. I need you so bad. Just touch me. Please.” 

He stared at you for a moment waiting for you to take it back. To realize this was a mistake. But your breathing just got harder as you tried to move against him. 

“Okay, okay baby,” he whispered. He found his voice, “Come here.”

He pulled you in for a kiss, wasting no time to slip his tongue into your mouth. Your tongues danced together sending a sensation down both your bodies. Now that you were both on the same page, you took hold of his other hand and moved it to your chest. This time he squeezed on his own accord, relishing in the feeling of your soft skin. His body took over, his hips jerking up to continue grinding against you. He could feel the heat radiating off your core, it made him dizzy.

Kissing down your jaw, he bit at your collar bones, leaving marks down the way. You leaned back, giving him access to your chest. He continued squeezing you, watching as he pushed your tits together and let them drop. Lowering his face to the valey of your breasts, he pushed them together again, losing himself in the feeling of your soft tits suffocating him. 

“Can I?” His fingers came to the neckline of your tank top.

“Please.”

He didn’t hesitate, pulling down your top and letting your breasts spill out over it. 

“Fuck, fuck baby” he muttered grabbing at your bare tits. His index fingers passed over your nipples and you gasped. He watched as they hardened under his touch. Mingyu squeezed your left breast, pushing your nipple up so he could take it into his mouth. He sucked on it feverishly, as if all this time this was exactly where he needed to be. He continued playing with your other breast, pinching your nipple and rolling it between his thumb and finger. He moaned as your hand raked through the hair at the nape of his neck. He released your nipple, moving to the other and giving it kitten licks. Reaching around you, his large hands gripped your ass, pushing you forward and pulling you back over his dick. 

“Ah, Gyu, I need you, please.” You gripped his hair, pulling him away from your tits. 

“Need what, baby?”

“Not now, Gyu. Please,” you whined.

“No, really. I need you to tell me what you need right now.” 

“I need you in me,” you pleaded.

“How do you want me?” He looked at you expectantly. You grew impatient. 

“Fuck, Gyu. Just, take your clothes off. Please.” You got off him quickly, discarding your tank top and pulling down your shorts.Then you stopped. Mingyu threw off his shirt. Before he could take off his shorts he noticed your change in demeanor. You looked nervous, a stark contrast from the you that was just humping him like you were in heat. 

“Baby, you okay?” His eyes grew concerned. You fidgeted. 

“Yeah, yeah. I just-”

“We can stop if you want.” He reassured.

“No, Gyu. I just-”

“Don’t think that we have to keep going just cause we-”

“Mingyu, stop.” He fell silent. “I just, you’ve never seen me naked before. We’ve never done this before. I’ve never done this before. I’m just kinda nervous.”

“And you’re sure you want to keep going?” 

You scoff, “Mingyu, did you see how I was like a minute ago?” He laughed. 

“Fine, fine. Come here.” He reached for your hands, pulling you towards him. 

You stood directly in front of him now. He was at the edge of the couch, his chin rested against your stomach as he looked up at you. His hands snaked up your thighs, sliding over your ass and resting on your hips. 

“Can I take these off, pretty?”

You let out a shaky breath and nodded. Hooking his fingers over the waistband, he slowly dragged down your panties. It felt like time was still as he kissed down your legs. His hand carefully lifted your feet to step out of the garment, tossing it to the side. His lips rose to your stomach, kissing around your belly button and pulling a giggle from you. His hands squeezed your ass and he continued leaving kisses further down until he was right above your pussy. His hand ran down your left thigh, lifting it until it rested on his shoulder. His hand moved toward your inner thigh, closer to your core until he could slide his thumb through your folds. He groaned at the feeling. You were so wet. Your breath caught in your throat, staying there until he leaned forward and licked a stripe from your pussy to your clit. You let out a deep moan, reeling from this new feeling. Mingyu felt like he was drunk, he couldn’t get enough of the taste. His hand spread you open as he went in, licking up and down, only interrupted when he would stop to suck on your clit, loving the way you moaned when he would stay there. A finger prodded at your entrance. He slowly pushed it into you, kissing your clit. He kept his finger buried inside you, curling it towards himself and rubbing the ribbed flesh. You gripped his shoulders for stability, jumping as his long fingers hit a spot you had never been able to. 

You backed away from him. His head lifted up, worried he may have gone too far. 

“Are you okay?” his eyes searched for any signs of discomfort. 

You held his face. 

“I’m fucking amazing but right now I need you in me. I can’t wait anymore.” Your hands reached for the waistband of his shorts, pulling his boxers down with them as he lifted his hips. Your eyebrows lifted for a moment, taking in his naked form. Fuck, he is gorgeous. You finally looked down and your mouth fell open. Fuck, he’s big. 

“Like what you see?” His cockiness took you by surprise, a switch from his previous sweetness. 

“Shut up, Kim,” you retorted, pushing his chest. He fell back against the couch, his arms coming up to rest upon the top of the cushions. You held onto his shoulders, positioning your legs on either side of him. You moaned together as his cock came in contact with your pussy, your wetness spreading over him. You slid yourself back and forth over him, preparing yourself for what was to come. He had had enough. 

Mingyu lifted you up, positioning himself at your entrance and pulled you down, slowly filling you up. You hissed at the stretch, face scrunching as you tried to take him. He had a strong grip on your hips, not wanting you to move too quickly and hurt yourself. He felt your pussy squeeze him the whole way down. Even as he was worried for you, he couldn’t deny how fucking good you felt. With a sigh, he bottomed out in you. 

“Feel alright, baby?” Mingyu stroked your cheek. The sweetness back in his face as he studied yours. 

“It’s tight,” you hissed. Mingyu’s eyebrows furrowed. You kissed in between them. “It feels good, I just need a sec to adjust.” 

“Yeah, of course, baby, anything you need.” He continued to study you, wanting to make your first time as comfortable as he possibly could. His hands rubbed up and down your back, soothing you through the pain. After a moment you lifted yourself up, feeling empty as his cock pulled out of you. Slowly, you let your body slide back down somewhere halfway before lifting yourself up once again. The repetition of emptiness to fullness turned from pain to pleasure as you began to focus on the feeling of him sliding through you. You bounced directly over him and felt strangely mechanical. You huffed out a breath of frustration, needing more but not knowing exactly what. 

“Baby,” Mingyu lifted you out of your thoughts. 

“I don’t know what to do,” you muttered bashfully. With anyone else you would feel embarrassed, but Mingyu looked at you with such care and adoration you couldn't possibly feel that way with him. 

He let out a small chuckle, “Try this.” His hands guided your hips up and towards him as he pulled your back down. He continued to move you in this rotation, noting the way you moaned every time your clit rubbed against his pelvis. 

“Fuck, Gyu, that feels so good.” You were a mess on top of him. Your body taking control as your mind processed these new sensations. Your back arched when he hit a particularly deep spot and Mingyu took it as an opportunity to keep playing with your tits. He sucked a nipple into his mouth as you used him, your tits bouncing in his face. Mingyu’s mind was running a million miles a minute, he rested his forehead against your chest, your boobs bouncing on either side of his head. He had been wrong earlier, this is exactly where he needed to be. 

“God, y/n,” he huffed out, “you’re so tight. Fuck you’re doing so good for me. Driving me crazy.” he shook his head against your chest, trying to hold out. 

“Ungh, Mingyu” you barely got out in between moans, addicted to the feeling of him filling you up. 

He looked up at you and held your face, bringing you down into a kiss. It was sweet, giving you both a moment of reprieve from the intensity of the night. Mingyu pressed his cheek against yours, whispering in your ear.

“Doing so good, baby. Making me feel so good. Keep going, princess. Make yourself come all over me.” His hands were roaming all over your body, taking in how nice it felt to have you on top of him. 

“Min- agh, fuck. Mingyu I’m so close. I can’t,” you struggled. You were close but you couldn’t quite push yourself there. Sensing you were overworked, he lifted your hands from his chest and wrapped your arms around his neck in an embrace. 

“I got you, baby, don’t worry. Just hold on, I’ll take care of you. I’ll make sure you come.” His breaths were ragged. His arms reached around your waist to hold you as he began thrusting up into you. You moaned as he moved even faster than you had been previously. You could only hold onto him as he hammered into you, your body convulsing as it reached its peak. 

“I’m gonna come Mingyu, mmmhm, I can’t hold it in,” you were panting in his ear. 

“Let it go baby, fuck, come all over my cock.” He was struggling to keep himself together. Your pleasure being the only motivation for him to hold his own orgasm back.

With a snap of his hips your body jerked as the pleasure took over. Your mind went blank, only being able to feel pleasure rolling through your body. Moans escaped your mouth as your head fell forward on Mingyu’s shoulder. Your pussy was buzzing, pulsating from your orgasm and tensing from Mingyu’s continued thrusts. Your walls fluttered and squeezed him, the final straw that made the burning heat building in Mingyu’s abdomen release. He stilled as his orgasm took over, his balls clenching when you started bouncing on top of him again, riding out his high. He moaned out your name, cursing under his breath. 

Lifting your head from his shoulder, you looked into his eyes, glossed over and fucked. His hand rubbed your back. 

“You did so good, baby. ‘M so proud of you,” he pouted. You giggled at his dramatics.

Pressing a soft kiss to his lips you sighed, “Thank you, Gyu.” You smiled at him. “We should get cleaned up now huh?” You looked down at your bodies, a sheen of sweat covering the both of you. His gaze followed yours, looking at your connected bodies. 

“Yeah, we should. But let's stay here for a bit.” His arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you into a hug against him, “I don’t wanna leave you yet.” 

You nuzzled your head against his, listening to his steadying breath and the rain against the window.

A/N: Thank you for reading this far! I am taking requests so much sure to check my kinktober masterlist for some inspo!

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[darthannie]

day nineteen: sex toys with robert fischer

pairing: Robert Fischer x f!reader word count: 808 warnings: butt plug, vibrator, a touch of oral sex (f receiving), mention of overstim a/n: Sorry it's late! Life comes at ya fast. I didn't edit this one very much. Hope you still enjoy this one though! kinktober masterlist

Robert was always a fan of giving you gifts and this time was no different. If he was trying to hide his excitement he did a very bad job doing so. When you arrived home he walked outside to greet you, opening your car door and beaconing you inside. 

He picked up a gift back and held it towards you. “Open it,” he said. You smiled, “What is it this time?”. He gestured with his head, “Open it and find out.” You took out the tissue paper and looked into the bag. There were two little boxes at the bottom. At first glance, they looked inconspicuous. Upon closer inspection, you realized it was a Bluetooth-controlled vibrator and a butt plug. 

“Robert, really?” You meant to sound amused but sounded judgy instead. He readjusted his footing, “What do you not like it?” The vibrator was bright pink and the plug had a shiny red heart as the flared base. 

“No, I like it. I wanna try them out. I just didn’t think it was your thing.” 

He shrugged, “I wanted to see what all the fuss was about.” 

“Well, can we see what all the fuss is about after I take a shower?” You were exhausted from work, but a little tlc from Robert wouldn’t hurt. “Of course, sweetheart,” he said, pulling you into a hug and kissing your forehead. 

Robert was reading as he waited for you to exit the en suite bathroom. He had already prepped the items and put them on the nightstand. You left the bathroom wearing only a towel. He looked up from his book and you dropped the towel. He lost all interest in what he was reading, closing the book without saving the page. He gestured for you to go to him and you crawled onto the bed. 

He leaned back as you kissed him, your body on top of his. You could tell he missed you by the way he kissed, tenderly yet needy. His hand reached down between your bodies and touched your clit, toying with you. You got wetter with every stroke. He noticed you getting turned on and thought it was the perfect time to get you prepped. He pulled away and grabbed both toys off the bedside table. “Which one first?” he raised each one, alternating between the two. You pointed at the butt plug, “That one.” 

He put the vibrator down and grabbed some lube. “Get on all fours,” he ordered. 

“Yes, sir,” you responded as you got into position. He felt his dick twitch at the title. Sir. It sat right with him. He squirted a decent amount of lube on your tight hole, the coolness making you clench. He caressed you as he slowly slid the toy inside you. You mewled at the feeling. The stretch stung in the best way possible. Your muscles relaxed when it was all the way inside. 

“Beautiful. Absolutely perfect… Are you ready for the next one?” You looked back at him and nodded, biting your lip. “On your back, sweetheart.” 

You became acutely aware of the toy inside you as you moved. You couldn’t help but moan as you lay on your back, feeling the plug move. Your knees pointed up the sky, legs open. Robert made sure the toy was connected to his phone before he put it inside you. He tested it out and you smirked as it vibrated in his hand. 

He used his fingers to prime you and then put the toy at your wet hole, slowly pushing it in. It didn’t fill you up as much as you wanted to, but that didn’t matter when Robert turned it on. He started out on a low setting. He pushed on the end of the plug and you shivered. 

He smiled and continued to prod at the toy’s gem, raising the intensity of the vibration. He continued playing around with the intensity until your legs shook. He changed it from straight vibrating to a pulse. He created different patterns and took genuine delight in all your moans and gasps. 

“Robert, I think I’m gonna cum soon. Fuck.” He took that as his cue to run his tongue over your clit as he put the vibrator on its highest setting. He threw his phone to the side and continued licking your pussy. Your hands raked through his hair as you came. You clenched around the toy, feeling sensitive. He turned off the toy, feeling that you were too overstimulated. You silently thanked him for that. 

He laid his head on your thigh and watched as you tried to pull out the pink toy. He stopped you, grabbing your wrist. “No, no. We’re not done yet. Keep it in.” You relented and tossed your head back into the pillow. It was about to be a long night. 

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[sugareey-makes-stuff]

20 questions for fic writers!

Ooo, this look fun! Thanks for the tags, @lumosatnight (x) and @anaxandria-writes (x) ! This is going to be interesting since I've only started writing again a few years ago, so I'll do what I can to make this writing-centric. This is also probably going to be rambly AF, so you've been warned. And onwards!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

118 (39 are fics, and the rest is all art). That number will change because it's spooky season, and there are definitely some fun things being posted for that very soon.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

91,266, but if you exclude a couple of collabs where I only provided art, then it's down to 68,276. I have a few works that are hidden and haven't been "officially" released yet because these are the WIP text fics I've talked about before, and they need more TLC!

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Harry Potter (31)

Teen Wolf (8)

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Little did I know [HP: Perciver, T, 2.5k]

There's a guiding light [HP: Perciver, G, 1.5k]

Love me like that [HP: Perciver, T, 2.5k]

Help Me Out [TW: Sterek, E, 3.3k]

It's Enough For Now [TW: Sterek, G, 300 words w/ art]

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

You know what's funny? I had to take a break from answering for quite a while, and I just started replying back to comments to most recent works yesterday. So, progress! I really do want to show some appreciation to folks who have read and viewed my work, especially across multiple fandoms and ships over the last couple of months. The multi-fandom life is a tricky one to balance, but I'm hoping I can reply to a batch here or there when I have a chance to eventually get caught up with the backlog. If I haven't replied back yet, please note that I have read your lovely comment, but I just haven't had a chance to string together some words to say thank you! I cherish each and every comment I get, especially if I've made someone smile or their day a little brighter with my creations.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I've actually been in a whumpy phase lately, but I posted up The Walls Came Crashing Down (TW: Sterek, T, 4,242 words) maybe a couple of weeks ago because it's a Bloody Mary fic, and there was a near-death experience included. There's also so many terrible feels, crying and trauma after that happens. It's hopeful but yeah. I've been wanting make something like this for a long time, so I'm glad I finally did because it was such a fun and challenging fic to write (while keeping it at that exact word count :P).

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Navy and Gold (HP: Perciver, G, 900 words) for Cruel Summer Fic fest, because I was given a song that had a lot of fluffy family vibes, and that's usually what I don't write? But I turned it into a wedding ficlet, and I think I surprised myself because it came out really well. Especially in such few words!

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I've gotten some weird comments on both fic and art. More of the kind where someone wanted or expected a certain thing, or they were questioning that something was missing. Anyway, some friends have defended my honour or else tell me that those commenters weren't worth it, so I'm glad to have that kind of support!

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Once upon a time I did not write PWPs. Ever since I came out of writing hibernation, PWPs have definitely slipped in. That's how I actually started writing more when I challenged myself to write drabbles for a smut workshop for Kinkuary. Now, I love writing sexy and kinky microfics and drabbles because they're short, quick and punchy. I've recently graduated to writing a couple of one shots (and heyyy, I'm actually working on a couple for Kinktober as we speak ;D). Kinkuary and Kinktober are usually my inspirations to get things written out anyway, but I'm open to other challenges too. There's a reason why A Study in Kink exists as an HP fic and art series. At this rate, I may need to make a new series for Sterek Sexy Stories. The amount of Sterek smut ideas I have kicking around in WIPs rn is kinda insane. But also, porn with feelings. <333

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Not in the traditional sense. The most I've done is add in fandom references into a fic. So for Teen Wolf, I've been adding in little elements from Supernatural, especially if I want to bring a certain type of lore or big bad into the scene. But that's it.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Thankfully, I haven't. Then again, I've only written short things these past few years (and I'm more concerned about art theft, considering how much of my art is out in the world).

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No, I have not!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes, I have! @crazybutgood and I got to know each other when we were paired up last year for the Owlery Exchange: To Days to Come and wrote I Just Want You To Know (Drarry, T, 3.5k) together. Epistolary fics are awesome btw! My Harry had a lot of fun bantering and bonding with her Draco, and I love how we didn't even know we were writing to each other until partners were revealed, and it was time for betaing and editing. That's how we became fast friends, which was totally meant to be! :D

14. What’s your all time favourite ship?

That's just...I like a lot of ships, okay? I'm a multi-shipper and a multi-fandomer, so that's a tough question!! Hang on tight...this is going to be a long ass explanation. I'm not going to rank them, but I'll list three ships that have impacted my life in a huge way. I'll start with Sterek, because I've only gotten to know them for a little over a year. But Sterek was a blessing to discover at such a shitty time. Literally one year ago, I felt burnt out, like I was losing my muse, and I was recovering from COVID. Everything in RL kind of sucked. But when I got curious and started reading Sterek fics late one night, I was sold. Sterek helped me pause and get to know myself again as a creator, reader and a human. I really needed that, so the timing couldn't have been any better. I latched on to Sterek quickly and tightly because I see some of Stiles' and Derek's traits in me. They're also complicated and deserve Nice Things, and I can relate so, so much. That's why it's been easy to make art and fic for them. Their potential is endless because Sterek made my love for supernatural and spooky things deeper. Every time I write or draw for them, I can do it with ease and clarity. Everything just comes together and works. And it's so satisfying! Perciver is a rare pair I owe so much to. They're the ship that gave me the confidence to write again and they changed the way I currently draw. I think drawing Percy and Oliver helped me understand them as characters, and that translated into writing because I already had visuals. I know them in and out, and I made the fic series, Where do we go from here? because I believed in them. I wanted to share stories that haven't been told yet, but I wanted them to be real. And the fact I've figured out how to bring Perciver to life through art and fic has an amazing journey. They've given me the practice I needed to improve my crafts. It's because of Perciver that I've become a better artist and writer because I finally found my groove. And gosh, it's nice to have a well-established style. I will love these boys forever because they may be opposites but gods, do they go so well together. They get each other, they're each other's rocks, and it's beautiful. Of course, Drarry was my first ship I fell in love with. I still love them to pieces, and it's because of these two that I learned how to write and draw in the first place. I've been able to make some amazing friendships with other folks because of these two, and I cherish that a lot. Also, Drarry was why I entered fandom and the fest scene, and why I've stuck around for so long. What the creators in this community have made year after year is immaculate. And all the fics I've binged over the years got me through some of the hardest times of my life, especially when I was dealing with family issues, school and just growing up. I cannot imagine what life would have been like without Drarry, tbh. I think of Drarry as two sides of the same coin, and their banter and their snark and their complexities make it so they learn to understand each other. It's inevitable why they're drawn and will always be drawn to each other.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I don't want to say never, but more like when. I've mentioned way back in other posts that there are 2 text fics WIPs that have been kicking around, but since I have sooo much I need to rewrite and recode for each one, I have no idea when I'll have time? One of them is slotted to be a 50k Sterek fic with texting, IG messages and a scrolling playlist and I have half of it written out. Let me tell ya, coding alone takes more time than the writing. The other fic is a sequel to the above fic and has holidays vibes, and it still has the same coding setup, so yeah. I'll figure it out one day, I guess.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue is my fav and something I write out first because it shapes how the fic will read. It's how I develop voices, snark, banter and whatever else, and then I'll fill in the gaps with narrative, description and all that jazz. That's also how I end up getting the best ideas. The dialogue ends being my prompt to move the story along. I'm also a thorough researcher and like to check my facts before writing in little details. Just so I can have some perspective and so I have an idea how I want to explain something from a character's PoV. Also, it's super helpful to drop in little Easter eggs to shape things up and give a scene some context. Facts are fun. And I'm a nerd, but we all knew that. XD I've definitely gotten way better at showing vs. telling once I started writing again. I try to go for smooth or punchy if I can. It comes down to a lot of things like dialogue, selecting certain verbs and descriptors to explain a person's narrative (like what's going on in their mind), how those thoughts are broken up in multiple sentences and how those are punctuated. Those are the things that create beats and rhythms that keep the story going. And since I'm creative who also loves music and dancing, I'm all for that. I actually think I'm wired to think this way, so that's not a bad thing!

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Extensive world building and making big plots that need a lot of ends tied up. I used to write longer fics that had all of this, and while I still have copies of these (not published on AO3 for reasons), they're not strong. Rereading things now, these stories could use improvements. It's easy to try to jam everything in one go, but that needs to be done strategically. And you know, sometime less is more. I also don't have a lot of patience to go crazy with intricate outlines (since I'm more of a pantser than a planner), and I've found that writing something that's super detailed ends up boxing me into a corner or else it's like dragging teeth to finish the thing. I think this is definitely related to my writing style having changed over time, which is not a bad thing! I just can't write like that anymore.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Yessss. I've done that with Love me like that! I also happen to know Scottish Gaelic, so I was able to drop words in pretty easily. I love the cultural sense another language adds to a fic because it shows more dimensions than just describing what someone looks like, where they're from, etc. I also like using a few words vs a long sentence. Names, or little sayings that hint at traditions or history are just nice touches. So if I do know a language and I know I can add in some words in correctly, I most certainly will!

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Harry Potter, specifically for Drarry (all of my older stuff is on LJ)

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

Probably Feel You Breathing [TW: Sterek, E, 8.4k] because it was my 3rd attempt in writing a text fic, which ended up being a success. It's 100% texting, something I totally made for myself, but I'm really proud of it because I had a chance to write from alternating PoVs. Also, this somehow turned into porn with plot and feelings and had some minor world building included based on texts alone. I didn't think I could accomplish that, but I did!

Tagging (no pressure, this is just for funsies): @danpuff-ao3, @phdmama, @outtoshatter, @thistlecatfics, @phoebe-delia, @nanneramma, @theheadgirl, @raisesomehale, @thotpuppy, @bleepbloopbotz, @quackquackcey and anyone who wants to do this!

#asked and answered #sterek #perciver #drarry #tag game #20 questions for fic writers #ask meme #fanfic #writing #about me

[dinsverdika]

Din Djarin/Reader fics:

~Din/Reader adventure series:

Heartbeat (gn!reader)

Huddling for Warmth (gn!reader)

Keldabe Kisses (gn/afab!reader): chapter 1/chapter 2/chapter 3

~Stand-alone pieces:

Din'ika (gn!reader)

Resting Together (afab!reader)

The Sleeping Mask (smut, afab!reader)

Back Together (smut, afab!reader)

Glove Kink (smut, afab!reader, kinktober fic)

A Yellow Leaf & Glowing flowers (gn/afab!reader)

~ Gen Fics:

Sleep-deprived!Mando ficlet (gen, no reader)

Bo-Katan Kryze/Reader:

The Answer to Boredom is Pleasure (smut, afab!reader)

The Answer to Boredom is Pleasure (part. II)(smut, afab!reader)

~The Bad Batch:

Hunter/Reader fics:

Welcome Home Kiss (afab!reader)

Young Lustful Love (smut, afab!reader)

Touch-starved (afab!reader)

Dirty Talk (smut, afab!reader, kinktober fic)

Hunter's well-earned TLC (smut, afab!reader)

Living In The Moment (gn!reader)

Tech/Reader fics:

Quick Learner (afab!reader)

Sex Toys (smut, afab!reader, kinktober fic)

Omega's Inquisitiveness (gn!reader, family fluff)

Tech/Phee Genoa fics:

A First Kiss Under The Moonlight

Crosshair/Reader fics:

Creampie (smut, afab!reader, kinktober fic)

Captain Rex/Reader fics:

Summer Dress (smut, afab!reader)

Darth Maul/Reader fics:

Maul's Good Pet (smut, afab!reader)

Savage Opress/Reader fics:

Hand Massage (gn!reader)

Shin Hati/Sabine Wren fics:

Unwanted feeling

Sparring Session Aftercare (smut)

"Who did this to you?"

Sabine and Shin sharing a bed hcs

Sparring as Foreplay (smut)

Miscellaneous (headcanons, shorter posts which can't be considered fics and so on):

Inappropriate Use of The Force (smut)

Savage with a flower crown (gn!reader)

Savage's purring therapy (gn!reader)

Savage and nightmares (gn!reader)

Savage's bass boosted purrs (gn!reader)

Savage and personal attention (gn!reader)

Soft Din thoughts before bed (afab!reader)

The Bad Batch and nail polish

Savage, top shelves and a flustered gn!reader

Din's love language (gn!reader)

🎃 kinktober 2022 masterlist 🎃

You can also find my work under the tag "my writing" on my blog. I've got an AO3 account where I post all of my stuff first.

(this masterlist will be updated as I post)

(dividers and header by @/saradika)

#masterlist #my writing

[magziraphale]

NSFW #ofmdkinktober2023

DAY 11: Coming untouched / “Such a good slut for me.” + DAY 5: Anal Sex / “Open up.”

SOFT STEDDYHANDS - some tlc for Izzy

Izzy could feel the shape of Stede’s smile, knew it was for them both. “Ed’s going to get you ready for me, how does that sound?” Always with the questions. Once, he might have snapped at him, said he wasn’t made of fucking glass so get on with it. Now, he rather liked the sound of Stede’s constant questions, if only for how he knew that he could answer and would be heard. He was old, and tired, and wanted to sink into this like a man might sink into his bed at the end of a hard day on deck. “Sounds good, yeah,” he smirked, just a little. Eddie winked at him, slithered up the bed like he was still fuckin’ twenty. Somehow he’d managed to coat his fingers in the oil in some sort of lube slight of hand. “Open up babe.” “Fuck right off you twat.” They were laughing. Fuck it all, it might actually be some kind of heaven if they could laugh like that, if Ed could press a kiss to the knee he’d shot and simply keep kissing on up to his cock.

#ofmd kinktober #ofmd #steddyhands

[queerpumpkinnn]

Steve Harrington Masterlist

One Hell Of A Present** - 1.4k words- You intended on giving Steve a great birthday gift, but he has something else in mind.

TLC - 1.7k words - Reader has to cancel a date due to period sickness, but Steve’s happy to keep them company anyway.

Staying Hydrated** - 1k words - In which Steve has a strange new interest in keeping you hydrated. Part of the Kinktober 2023 series!

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Stranger Things Masterlist

Main Masterlist

#steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington x gender neutral reader #steve harrington x y/n smut #steve harrington smut #stranger things fanfic #stranger things #stranger things fanfiction

[brimbrimbrimbrim]

2022 Writing Wrap Up

Tagged by: @flaggermuserer and @gaeadene 

Total words published: 202,506 (according to AO3)

Additional words: 329,732 (i write video game scripts…)

Grand Total of Words: 532,238 (jesus)

Fandoms: Aliens - Aliens vs. Predators - Cyberpunk 2077 - Darkwood - Dead By Daylight - D&D - Left 4 Dead - Manhunt - Peacemaker - Predator - Stranger Things - Stygian: Reign of the Old Ones - The Batman - The Bear - The Strangers - The Texas Chainsaw Massacre - Watch Dogs

Highest Everything (raw kudos, hits, comments): Fortune Teller (1,244 kudos, 33k hits, 346 comments)

Highest Kudos to Hits Ratio: The Perfect Lover Doesn’t Exist (dumdum/female!v)

New Things I Tried: Knotting and Gangbangs (had to happen at some point)

Fic I Spent The Most Time On: Fortune Teller (obvs.)

Favorite Thing I Wrote: The Bear and The Baker Carmy Berzatto/F!reader (i got really wrapped up in carmy and needed to give him some tlc… and pussy)

Favorite Things I Read:

Conviction by TiannaMortis: A darling Eddie/Reader fic. I’m a slut for the best friends to lovers trope, and there’s just something about this fic that feels like two constipated young adults FINALLY realizing they’ve been going through the motions because of miscommunications. Also, it’s angsty and sweet, and the smut is fucking amazing.

Learning Curve by aibidil: @aibidil Probably one of the best-plotted Ron/Hermione smut fics I’ve ever read. Who wouldn’t wanna bodyswap and jerk off with each other’s bodies??

Like an Animal. by sophiesnowpeas: A very animalistic portrayal of Werewolf!Nick’s changing feelings for Abi. Love the rawness in his POV. 

Survival 101 by KariAnn1222: One of my favorite Ron/Hermione fics set during Deathly Hallow’s where there are hot tempers, cold temps, huddling for warmth, and best friends to lovers trope that I go weak in the knees for. Just perfection.

Wall, I’ll Be F*cked by fic_appointment: Din Darjin/Reader where you’re a bounty, and he’s the bounty hunter. Stuck in the wall trope that makes me all warm and gooey inside. Love the spicy reader and Din’s attempt to be a gentleman.

The House of Winter by Hotpie: Sansa/Sandor. This one just sorta tore apart at my chest and left me wide-eyed and wondering what the fuck to do with myself for the rest of the day. Very angsty, end-of-the-world smut that’s not happy at all, and I love it.

Party Time by beastlybfs: So, I got a thing for Orcs, Trolls, Ogres, and so forth. I’m not a huge fan of the movie Bright, but I love the Orcs in it. This one has the gang leader Dorghu fucking the reader in it, and it’s just… so fucking hot. I wish there was a follow-up with the Original Male Character cause he was actually really sweet, and I wanna see him and the reader have tons of babies. <3

Writing goals for 2023: Finish Fortune Teller and hop on my massive list of Eddie asks cause I’m living and breathing for that man. Also, I wanna finish Kinktober since the last few years have been a bit of a mess for me around that time of year.

New Works: You guys don’t wanna know…

Tagging no one because everyone I know has already been tagged in this. XD

#tagged #fanfic #fanfiction #writing #fandoms #2022 #jesus fucking shit balls what is wrong with me #actually #im awesome #fuck it

[tenderfxck]

THE LOVE CLUB KINKTOBER 2021

osamu//orgasm denial//f!reader//18+

contents: f!reader, orgasm denial, exhibitionism, public masturbation

words: 1.8k

((this is day 8 of the love club's kinktober 2021 collab! please check out all of the other amazing pieces by my friends on the server <3))

it was simple.

a quick promise in the heat of the moment. in exchange for what you so badly wanted. needed from osamu.

a night in with your boyfriend playing some video games on the couch devolved into playful banter, banter to teasing, teasing to being a bit of a brat, and soon enough you were left face first, ass up with your panties around you ankles, begging on your bed for him to pleaaaaase just fuck you.

as he landed another smack to your bare ass, he gave a simple proposal; a promise to not touch yourself for a week, and he’d dick you down all night till you couldn’t walk.

and you couldn’t walk that next day. but you were still left with that promise. simple enough though, you thought, it’s just a week.

it was supposed to be simple, at least.

the first few days had already proved somewhat challenging. it was easy to become used to falling into osamu’s sturdy arms after a long day of work together at his onigiri shop, letting him melt away whatever stress the day brought through roaming lips and a steady, lung-empty pace set by his hips.

but osamu provided none of that now. he wasn’t joking when he put you up to this. whether it was to punish you, to see if you even could, or just to see you squirm, he kept his normally wandering hands to himself.

but the lack of sexual touches didn’t mean osamu let up on his normal affection. he was a good boyfriend and wanted to shower you in love. but somehow the large hand at your hip or the small, chaste kisses he gave you in passing left you burning for him.

it really didn’t help that you worked together, not even free to daydream at your job in between taking customers orders without osamu’s impressive frame catching in the corner of your eye.

worst was watching him lift those heavy bags of rice. left your mind to wonder if he could lift you just as easily. could he carry you like that all the way to the bedroom? throw you onto a soft bed and have you whatever way he wanted as easy as he unloaded those hefty bags into the storeroom?

maybe this little challenge would be a lot easier if you weren’t such a pervert. even the little inane things he did caused you to clench your thighs together as desire welled deep in you.

he was just too handsome, too hot, too sturdy, too reliable. how he charmed all his customers with talk of his love of food, flashing a rare, shy smile when he did. how he looked in those sweats with that apron draped around his hips. how he wiped the sweat off his brow from the hard work of the day, remembering how the same tired but satisfied look also graced his features when he had just finished cumming deep in you for at least the third time that night, so proud as his fingers coaxed yet another shaking orgasm from you.

…

so now you were sitting in the only restroom of the small joint, skirt flipped up and hastily pumping your fingers into your own wet cunt, trying to suppress the small whines tumbling from your lips with the other hand.

you knew how pitiful this was. the shame of knowing how much of a pervert you were, of not being able to last more than only five days without pleasing yourself burned almost as much as lust deep in your stomach.

but here you were, stuffing your cunt full, hiding your moans with only a thin door separating you and your coworkers.

your boss.

osamu.

you needed to keep quiet. he wasn’t just the boyfriend who you made this illicit deal with, but your boss who definitely wouldn’t tolerate this in the-

the door opened suddenly. osamu obliviously stepped in, innocently wondering if his poor girlfriend was okay after locking herself in the bathroom for so long.

he quickly realized she was not okay.

he glared down at your panting form, eyes clearly scanning your messed body.

he stayed silent for what felt like an eternity, just staring at his cute little waitress with her panties pushed to the side and fingers all messy.

it’s not loud, it’s not angry, not even surprised in tone.

just a small, little,

“oh.”

if you weren’t so mortified to be caught masturbating in the bathroom by your boss, you probably would have been a little more unnerved by how unaffected he had seemed. the only thing that betrayed his calm demeanor was how his grey eyes widened at the sight of you splayed out in front of him, piercing in their intensity.

“oh…”

you couldn’t stand this silence. especially after being caught caving in to your lewd tendencies so quickly.

“‘samu…” it was barely a whisper, nothing more able to pass through quivering lips, looking up at him with embarrassment burning pink across your cheeks.

his eyes narrowed, seemingly deciding what to do with his baby who had broken her promise. he shut the door behind him, large hand still lingering on the knob.

“couldn’t seem to keep our promise, could we?”

he locked the door.

“i-i’m sorry, ‘samu” you babbled out, attempting to pull your thighs tight together to keep your shamefully dripping pussy out of his view. “know i shouldn’t be-”

“you’ll be good for me, right?” he leaned forward and pressed your thighs open again, breath uneven, closing the inches between both of you in the cramped bathroom. a quick hand did away with the skirt covering the minuscule inches hiding that messy cunt from him.

“knew you’d be so desperate.”

his thick fingers didn’t peel those suffocating panties from your thighs, only pushed them to the side, uncaring of the mess he was about to make.

“knew it’d be too much for my pretty girl’s little cunt. aches a bunch, don’t it? just want something to fill you up so nice.” he coos with a push of his fingers, sinking even deeper into what is his.

your moan rips through his hushed words. his fingers are so much bigger, so warm as he starts to move them.

his pace wasn’t sweet and slow like normal— you had already prepped him to pump his fingers sharp and deep into you, dulling that ache that your own fingers couldn’t satisfy.

he was so close. barely inches separated the two of you, osamu reveling in every small reaction the intimate position allowed him to see.

“y’know” he starts, not sure if any of his words are making it through that fuzzy haze taking over your head, “if you hadn’t been such a total brat before, you wouldn’t have had to wait so long baby. but this cute little cunt couldn’t wait for my cock to stuff it so full, huh?”

he fucked you with one hand, thumb reaching up to stroke that sensitive clit. noticing how your gasps had turned to messy moans, his other hand made its way to your mouth, shoving a few fingers in to silence your building whines.

“want me to put it in? wanna feel me stretch out that pussy?”

your eyes flickered down to his hips. a noticeable tent was growing in those sweats you had ogled him in the last few days, sitting so pretty and fat between his kneeling legs.

“want me to fuck you? fill you up so nice? couldn't even keep your hands off yourself for a few days imagining me breaking you on my cock.”

god, did you want it inside you— wanted to feel it wreck your pussy. you had waited so impatiently to feel him like this again, so close and pleasing you like he always did. his hands kept up their bruising pace, the slick wetness of your cunt aiding his goal in making your legs tremble from all the stimulation.

the release you had to temper down the last few days came back with full force. that tightness in your stomach began to unravel, your whole body shaking as osamu’s fingers fucked you closer to the edge.

“my baby wanna cum?”

you didn’t say yes, you couldn’t. your head was too fuzzy and far gone. but the broken sobs and the absent minded nodding confirmed what your pitifully bucking hips were inching closer and closer towards. all you could think of was him, his hands, his fingers pumping so harshly into you and drawing tight circles around your clit. all you could think of was how you wanted, needed, were about to cum so fucking hard.

“too

bad”

in an instant, his hands were off, removed as quickly as the onset of this heat had drawn them to you.

you couldn’t process it, cunt almost painfully twitching around nothing as you began a mantra of denial.

“no no no no no-“ trembling fingers snap to your puffy clit to try to rub yourself to a missed completion. large, calloused hands catch yours.

“stay still and be a good girl, hm?” his voice had a sickeningly sweet tone, betrayed by the sadistic smile on his face. he’s enjoying this.

osamu does away with your panties, pulling them down your thighs before taking hold of your legs behind the knees. he presses them up and folds them over into your rapidly rising and falling chest, exposing that cute little pussy he loves. his pussy.

His strong shoulders sink farther down your frame, bringing himself level with your messy sex, admiring how needy and fucked up you are after having no release from being so pent up, arousal running slick down your thighs.

“promise to be good?”

his tongue lazily lapped at the dripping folds, nose sometimes brushing that puffy clit, the tiny amount of stimulation making you gasp, making it throb that much more.

“yes! promise! fuck-please!”

you needed his tongue, needed his touch, that release more than the air puffing in and out your lungs.

osamu smiled, the desperate promises so pleasing to his ears. he leaned in, a hot breath passing over the overly-sensitive area. you could barely breathe, writhing in anticipation as he opened his mouth, teasing in the languid pace his tongue met your heat. he licked a fat stripe up your twitching cunt, finally enough stimulation to make you let out a sobbing moan.

then he brought a hand down sharply, smacking your pussy before gathering the saliva in his mouth, spreading you open wide and spitting into the dripping mess.

he pulled at your panties, dragging them from your thighs back up around your hips, humming in satisfaction as he rubbed your needy cunt through the dampening fabric.

“good.”

he stood, a sadistic smile playing at his lips. he turned and opened the door, allowing himself one look back over your tense, needy form before he left.

“now get back to work.”

#the love club kinktober #tlc kinktober #osamu #miya osamu #osamu x reader #osamu x y/n #osamu miya x reader #osamu miya x y/n #osamu smut #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x reader

[tendousfingers]

the love club kinktober — day 7

× contents: spanking + kuroo

× warnings: f!reader, hand restraints, mean dom kuroo, spanking, daddy kink, degradation, bondage? , a little bit of dubcon just in case, overstimulation , let me know if i missed anything! wc: 1.1k.

× this is one of my pieces for the love club kinktober collab. we hope for everyone to enjoy the variety of authors and writing styles that will be provided over the next month. you can also catch me on the 24th and the 27th!

"filthy little brat, didn't daddy tell you to behave yourself?"

the haste in which kuroo yanks at his tie nearly frightens you, making you regret the way you had been acting during his business dinner. your lips pucker up into a defiant pout, brows pinching together once he takes hold of your wrists and pins them behind you, "s' not my fault daddy!"

and it wasn't, at least, that's how you saw it. the two of you had been in a rush, leaving no time for kuroo to give you any sort of attention. he wanted to, in fact, he had been having a hard time holding himself back, especially with you being all dolled up like that in your pretty little cocktail dress and heels.

this had been an important dinner however, and kuroo simply promised you he'd give you all the attention you desired once the two of you got home. but did that stop you from playing footsies under the table with him, and running your hands across his pants zipper? it especially did not stop you from grabbing his hand and guiding it beneath the table and between your legs, against the thin strip of cloth that covered your cunt, sticky and wet.

it had taken every ounce of restraint kuroo had not to bend you over the table right then and there, over everyone's wine and food and shove your panties to the side before stuffing you nice and full with his cock.

his face is stern as he loops the satin tie around your hands again and again, pulling an odd end tight and tucking it. you wriggle against the quickly fashioned restraint, whining out loudly when it wont budge. "if you had just fucked me before we left–" his knee all but punches your gut as you're bent sharply over his lap, a broad and calloused palm bunching up your dress above your waist, exposing the skimpy excuse for underwear that you had been wearing.

it didn't surprise him, not even a little. "you're a fuckin' slut, and bad sluts get punished." two fingers slip beneath the band of your underwear and pull back on it until it can't stretch anymore, before popping from his grip and snapping back against your skin loudly. the sting sears your ass and you cry out loudly, hips turning each of every way while the cool air soothes over it in apology.

"daddy— daddy i'm sorry! i'll be a good girl, i swear!" you fight against the tie wrung around your wrists, but kuroo easily presses his forearm over the both of yours, forcing you to stay still. his lips lower down to your ear, nose inhaling the soft remnants of your shampoo as he talks down to you calmly and quietly, "count. and maybe i'll ease up."

you take in a shaky breath before nodding in agreement, fingers balling up into tight fists as you brace yourself for impact.

the first strike is the hardest to anticipate, finally landing firmly against the bottom half of your ass. in a surprised holler you manage to force out, "one—!" with wide blown out eyes. the next nine strikes come in quick succession, and by the end of it tears and mascara are painting your face in streaks, lipstick smeared from burying your face against the bed and his leg. your rear end stings, and kuroo finds himself running a fingertip over the sore flesh, smirking lightly to himself. "so cock hungry that you couldn't even control yourself, right?"

gulping you nod your head, the sound of you sniffling meeting his ears with satisfaction. you're shifted off of his lap, meeting the bed face down and on your stomach, wrists still bound behind your back. then, the clinking of his belt can be heard as kuroo rids himself of his clothing, all the way bare.

the bed on either side of your waist dips in as he climbs on, cock hanging over the seam of your ass. you manage to turn your head to the side in order to breathe, and kuroos large hand finds solstice on the back of it. you whimper, "daddy— y'gunna untie me?"

"no. you wanted this cock so bad you're gonna lay right there and take it until im finished, hands tied and all."

you can't say you're not glad to finally be promised a cunt full of cock, however it would have been much more desired to have been untied. twinges of pain sear across your skin as kuroo drags your underwear down across your ass, only down your legs to the point where they wouldn't get in his way.

his fingers wrap around his cock, shaking up and down and tapping off the beaded precum into the crease of your ass. it doesn't take much to slip inside of you, because even though you cry and whimper, the slick smeared all between your legs tells a completely different story, and tetsurou knows that.

kuroo's swollen head finally catches your entrance, forcing it's way through the tight ring of muscle with ease. your eyes are already rolling up into your head with each inch that slides in, lips set apart and cheek smushed into the duvet. when he's half way inside, kuroo pulls back out before plunging all the way in, hips smacking into the highest peaks of your ass. you both groan in unison, your fingernails digging into the silken tie that restricted you.

the hand that is placed on the back of your head bares the weight of kuroo's upper body, pushing you further and further down into the gel mattress with each heavy drop of his lean hips. his cockhead drives into your cunt deeply, hitting your cervix with sharp precision. you could even swear it was coming up your throat, jaw dropped wide as to let it pass if it were.

"daddy—! cummin' im cumming!"

your cunt spasms around his cock uncontrollably, from only a few quick nudges against that spongy spot within your velvety walls. the chokehold your cunt has around him has his hips stalling even though he's only just begun, eyes rolling into the back of his head from the tight squeeze.

"fuck! cumming already but your pussy just keeps sucking me in, so fucking greedy aren't you?"

even though your tight walls coax him to stay inside, he fights against them to pull back out, pressing down on your head with even more force before, forcing you to do nothing but stay in that exact position. with you completely rendered helpless and at his disposal, kuroo let's his hips pick up force and speed, fucking you right through your orgasm and then some.

"i still haven cum yet, kitten. now be a good girl and take it until i do."

#the love club kinktober #tlc kinktober #kuroo tetsurou #kuroo x reader #kuroo smut #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smut #hq smut #hq x reader #hq kinktober #fingie.fics #kuroo tetsuro smut

[autumnalsteahouse]

— if you could only see the beast you’ve made of me

aaaaand here we have it! day 4 of The Love Club’s Kinktober: begging <3 originally, this idea was just gonna be like a role play but but… I was like wait- bitch you HAVE AN OPPORTUNITY! AND I TOOK IT! there are so many kinks in here cause I can never do anything simple in my life ever. I’d like to take a moment to say thank you to @blvckjvckvls for being so supportive of me and helping me a bit with the plot when I was a bit stuck. i luv u bb. big kith.

also! please go check out this sexc masterlist— this shit SLAPS !

pairing: werewolf! kuroo x human!fem reader

genre: DARK CONTENT; spooky smut

word count: 4.7k

warnings: DC: consensual noncon, fear + pain play, recognition of a way to quickly and safely end a scene, begging, sigh <3 monsterfucking, some good ol size difference (in Kuroo’s werewolf form), NOT FOLLOWING “PROPER” ABO/werewolf LORE/ only mentions of alphas + keen hearing + “healing” spit + silver can be very irritating (not deathly), a bit of red riding hood rp, knotting, breeding, mentions of alcohol intake, public sex, partial knife play?? but with sharp claws ??, lots of blood

ps. there’s a lot going on in this, I’m painfully aware- if I miss anything in the warnings, just let me know and I’ll happily update it!!

“Red looks good on you,” he chuckled as he flipped up the short puffed-out gingham skirt.

You rolled your eyes, meeting his hungry gaze in the full-body mirror.

Kuroo Tetsurou stood behind you, his built frame dwarfing yours- really putting the cherry on top of your themed costumes- little red riding hood and the big bad wolf.

Beginning to tease, you jokingly say, “What big eyes you have,”

Not missing a beat, he takes a step closer and responds, “The better to see you with…”

“What big ears you have,”

“The better to hear you with,”

At this point, the curve of your ass is barely ghosting the top of his thighs; subconsciously, you’re slightly leaning into him centimeter by centimeter when you finally whisper,

“My, what sharp teeth you have, grandma.”

“The better to eat you with…” he murmured as he leaned down to place a kiss to your temple, pausing for only a second, before carefully tucking your hair behind your ears-- clearing the way for his lips to trail up the side of your neck- right before pecking you directly on your pulse.

Your gaze immediately snapped to the bite mark on your neck before it went back to following his rosy lips.

It was difficult to tear your eyes away from the reflection staring back at you, knowing full-well he could feel your pulse spike- knowing that he could smell your growing arousal.

“Tetsu…”

“Are you sure you want to still go?” he asked, his large hand coming to rest at the base of your thigh, “I can think of a variety of more blood-curdling things that we could be doing instead of going to a Halloween party.”

While he was very tempting, wearing that loose low-buttoned red and black flannel brilliantly paired with tight-fitted black jeans- accented by the shiny silver chains that adorned his neck in the fashion of a faux collar, you couldn't help but remember how excited Yachi was whenever her and Yamaguchi’s first Halloween party together was brought up.

It was so sweet; when she invited you, she started as a stuttering mess but when you eased her into speaking, she ended up blurting it out and her whole face turned the color of a beet..

“I told Yachi-chan we’d go…” you trailed off. The idea of going was solid in your mind when another mischievously weaseled its way inside your nasty little brain-- tonight may actually be the night.

“… but I think we can still manage to hear a blood pumping screech or two if we try hard enough.”

You turn towards him, discovering that his face is less than an inch away from yours. He lightly nudged his nose with yours and you slightly tilt your head to the side, ghosting your lips over his before you feel a smirk spread across his lips, “sounds good Red.”

You had to give it to them, the house looked very… autumnal.

From the outside, it felt like a house you would see on Pinterest; the jack o lanterns flickering on the porch, orange lights outlining the windows- illuminating the “intricately woven” cobwebbed spiderwebs that were dotted with big black spiders. Across the threshold of the front door, a banner that said ‘trick or treat’ hung loosely, each word separated by a skeleton.

Turning around to face the front yard, a warm nostalgic feeling washed over you.

The tree in the front yard wore its seasonal yellow and orange leaves with just a few strays sprinkled over the lawn, highlighting just how in theme it all was.

“This is… cute,” Kuroo said, playfully skeptical.

You elbowed him in his ribs, slightly offended. It was picture perfect, the decorations and colors all went so well together, it almost felt surreal.

“You shut up, this is cute as shit, and I’ll be damned if we don’t compliment them on it.”

“You were damned as soon as we mated.”

“Tetsu! Enough. You know Yams and Yachi-- they’re sweet and soft, like sugar-coated strawberries. Let them have their adorable Halloween party.” you whisper-shouted.

“I said it was cute! I just thought… it would be more along the lines of a haunted house or something.”

Quirking your eyebrow and cocking your head, you only had to say, “... Yams and Yachi.” before he sighed and nodded.“You present a very solid case.”

You two step up to the front door, Kuroo doing a timely knock as you let curiosity get the best of you. Instead of waiting an extra minute to step inside and get the full picture, you lean towards the window to look inside while Kuroo waits in front of the door; it makes you smile when you heard the hum of top Halloween hits playing from outside, but something moving out of the corner of your eye immediately catches your attention.

“See anything good in there?”

You bite the inside of your cheek as you slowly turn and step towards him, eyes wide from what you just witnessed.

“What?”

Before you could answer, the door swung open by none other than the spectacle that caught your eye.

“Daichi.”

The other man slightly bowed his head but said with the same challenging tone, “Kuroo.”

You looked between the two and couldn't help it. Rolling your eyes, you joined in, “boys.”

Years had gone by since high school and these two still continued their… friendly... rivalry. With every occasion that arises where these two have to be in the same room, someone had to balance the overwhelming testosterone, and normally it was you or Shimizu.

“Come on inside, you two. Drinks and snacks are in the kitchen and everyone is in the living room.”

“Thanks,” Kuroo said with too much of a grin.

You pull your boyfriend closer as you watch the broad man stride away, observing him look into each room as he goes down the hallway, “Calm down, or else I won't tell you about how I saw him kissing Sugawara clumsily against the hallway wall.”

Kuroo pulls away with wide eyes and a growing “i-found-a-vulnerable-spot” smile.

“I knew it, I could just hear his heart race over that sassy silver-haired-”

His voice died down in his throat as soon as he felt the warmth of your palm graze over his pectoral. You made sure to bat your pretty long lashes up at him, a weakness of his he shouldn’t have revealed to you.

Reaching your hand in his hair, you twist the soft black strands as you lean against his toned tall body. “C’mon baby, wanna get some alcohol in my system. Go get me a drink while I find Yachi?”

“Okay... Red…”

Getting on your tippy-toes, you fluffed his tuft and followed the urge to say, “good boy.”

You didn't wait for his reaction, you scurried off, suddenly incredibly embarrassed and determined to find your little blonde friend.

Little did you know, you had stirred something deep inside of the alpha, leaving him standing motionless in the middle of the foyer.

Good boy?

shit.

It didn’t take you long to spot Yachi; she was in the living room snuggled into her green-haired boyfriend, laughing at Kageyama’s reaction to something Hinata said.

Taking advantage of the fact no one had noticed you peaked in, you take in the ambiance. Here, all your long-time friends gathered up in such a cozy space, smiling and laughing amidst a crackling fire. The lights were dimmed, another banner hung from the fireplace’s mantle greeting autumn, bats were glued to the walls, and candles were lit all around the room. Smaller, less elaborate cobwebs that were dotted with little black spiders hung from the ceiling and large plastic jack o lanterns flickered in two opposing corners of the room.

In the center of the room, a table was littered with half-drunk bottles of different alcoholic beverages and feet from different bodies kicked up.

Someone took their feet off, your gaze reflexively followed the source and when excited eyes met your own, you instantly putting a finger to your lips in playful panic- but it was too late.

“Hey hey hey! Look who it is!” Bokuto cheered, causing Akaashi to look up from his comfortable spot against Bokuto’s shoulder, “…that means Kuroo is here!” He continued to cheer before carefully getting up (not to annoy Akaashi) and sprinting down the hall.

All eyes and smiles were on you now and before you could react, a small body almost knocked you down with the sheer elation she radiated.

You hugged her tightly as she giggled out your name, “I’m so happy you could come!”

“Thank you for inviting us! It’s so cute here Yachi-chan, seriously these decorations are to die for.” You winked at her costume; Doctor Frankenstein to Yamaguchi’s monster.

She let out a snort the same time Kuroo walked in with a thick Bokuto arm draped over his shoulders.

You didn’t miss the blonde’s flickering gaze.

“Oh you dog,” she shouted the pun to Kuroo, eliciting a shrug of the shoulders and the curl of an innocent grin.

You raise your eyebrows to your boyfriend, spying two red solo cups in his hand before motioning to the couch and joining the group.

Kuroo sits down next to you, arm taking its place around your shoulder, handing you a sweet drink that's easy to down but even easier to sip.

The group falls into a comfortable hum of multiple conversations, everyone including yourself downing their way through their drinks one swig at a time-- when Kenma leans over and starts to mumble things to your boyfriend, leaving you to slip into a daze as you watch the crackle of the fireplace.

Right as you began to fall into a hypnotic state, you felt the empty side of the couch dip next to you, then a familiar hushed whisper tickle your ear; “have you tried any of the stuff we talked about last time?”

You pull away in bewilderment, surprised that he would even bring that up with Kuroo so close.

“Bokuto!” You whisper-yelped.

He pulled away with wide eyes, almost completely unaware of how dense the action was.

“You and me, outside! Now !” You aggressively whispered as you got up, well aware your observant boyfriend had been watching the whole episode. Thankfully, he knew the two of you, and having seen the two of you playfully bicker before, he didn’t seem to assume anything at all; this wasn’t a rare occurrence.

Though Kuroo’s hearing was superb, your buzzed-up state thought that maybe it couldn’t reach outside in the front yard- so you pulled the big himbo out into the chilly dusk, the browning and orange leaves cracking under the pressure of your guys’ feet.

“Kou why would you say that when Kuroo was right there next to us?”

“So you haven’t talked to him?” He said blankly.

“No! … I just haven’t had the time yet. I feel like it’s such a taboo topic for us to talk about- it’d feel like I’m fetishizing his existence… and I mean… I don’t know if he would be okay to discuss a scene like that.”

Bokuto looked like he was about to open his mouth to argue when you cut him off, “besides! Our sex is great. You know, so-called “vanilla sex” is actually very nice because you’re more focused on the feelings that you’re getting and you’re not overwhelmed as much.”

“Yeah but that… all the time?” He raised his brow at you. “Listen. I don’t think Kuroo would see it as fetishizing. You are just urging his uhhh-- unnatural-natural instincts and adding a dash of roleplay.”

“So… what exactly do I do? How do I even start that conversation?” you roll your eyes beginning to mimic a high pitched obnoxious voice, “oh hey babe I was wondering if you would actually be the big bad wolf and make me beg for mercy and force yourself onto me because I like it when you feed into your urges and I want you to mark me up and show me who I belong to! Fuck me stupid and knot me! Give me pups!”

Your eyes went wide after your tangent, realizing that you’ve probably said too much from Bokuto’s mirrored expression.

There was a moment of silence before a thunderous snort rips through his throat, “yeah! Maybe! Just … have fun with it. I can’t tell you how to communicate with your boyfriend.” He said before abruptly marching away, leaving you with your mouth wide open- thank god it wasn’t summer or you’d have caught a few flies.

Making your way back into the house, your mind was so clouded with how to approach Kuroo that you didn’t even see the familiar broad frame sitting on the porch waiting for you.

“What was that all about, angel?” He looked up at you, smiling at your startled expression.

“You heard, didn’t you…”

“Yes but-“

“Eavesdropper!” you gasp and begin to lightly kick his toned thighs, causing a low chuckle to leave his lips, “yes but I want to hear it from you. To my face. Out loud.”

His voice was suspiciously calm, seeming as though you’d assumed he’d be a bit more freaked out.

Turning to face him fully, you shakily inhale in an attempt to gather your muddled thoughts.

Kuroo’s voice came out smooth, as smooth as his hands were when your skin met his. The contact was reassuring even more so when he said, “it’s alright baby, just remember that I know what you want to ask but we need to have a proper conversation about it. Take your time.”

He did know what you wanted, but knowing that didn’t help actually getting the words out.

You swallow down any potential regret as you stare at the tips of his shoes and begin to speak, “Tetsu, I would like to have a scene with you that involves consensual non-consent- even more so now that we’re dressed up in these particular costumes.”

You start to twiddle your fingers and take in a deep breath, “I would really like it if you could incorporate your werewolf-self as a tactic for fear play… I want you to make me beg… before giving me your knot.” you finish off quietly.

Kuroo continued being silent for a minute more as if he couldn’t hear that your heart wasn’t beating frivolously in your throat.

Judged wasn’t the right word, maybe embarrassment was more of the feeling. He’s always had such an open-minded approach to nearly everything, but you were aware of the difference of this proposition; this was way more intimate than most of the situations that have been brought up.

“Okay,” he breathed out, nodding, “but I need you to understand that this could be very dangerous in the sense that even though you’ve seen and dealt with me turning, we’ve never gone at it when I’m in that state- and it could be a bit hard to hold back. I’m glad you’re wearing the locket I gave you, you could use it just in case we need to end the scene… like a safe word. All you need to do to stop the scene is either say silver or if you’re able to, grab your pendant. I’ll do the same if I feel I’ve crossed the line.”

Without worry, you’re shamelessly nodding, full of enthusiasm and excitement, “I trust you with my life Tetsu.”

Instead of a smirk, you’re greeted with a truly toothy wide smile that instantly melted your heart. For being the big bad wolf, he wasn’t all that bad.

It was just around the time you both were about to leave the party when Kuroo started behaving a bit odd.

The conversation had left off on a good note, a few late-bloomed questions were happily answered throughout the night- so why was he acting so distant walking back to your house? Was he second-guessing?

Walking home at night was never your favorite thing to do but ever since you started dating Kuroo all those years ago, he refused to let you walk alone and there hasn’t been a moment when you hadn’t felt safe since.

Knowing what his werewolf form looked like, he was one of the bigger ones you’ve met, with jet black fur and glowing gold eyes, his frame doubles and snout grows out- he resembles a giant black wolf that’s able to walk on his hind legs.

It almost felt wrong to admit but even to this day, it’s hard to tear your gaze away from his massive stature.

It’s such a juxtaposition; He’s so gentle with you when he’s in that form, you can’t help but wonder what it’s like to be aggressively handled by him in times like these-- in the comfortable silence of walking home together - how his claws would feel puncturing your skin in his tight grip, how his rough tongue would feel making its way down the sensitive skin of your neck, or even how much fuller you’d feel trapped around his knot.

All of these thoughts suddenly faded away when a sinking feeling hit your stomach in a cold flash. Looking around, you realized that you were the only one walking down this empty street, Kuroo was nowhere to be seen. Turning quickly to scan where you were… nothing looked familiar.

Good thing you were on a main street, the dark alley behind you only seemed to stretch on forever, possibly hiding all sorts of wonderful things in the confines of the darkness.

Before your brain could think of how to logically handle the situation, you feel a large sharp tip at the top of your spine.

“T-tetsu…?”

You were only met with deep inhuman breathing, no other commotion in the empty street to put you at ease; the silence was unsettling and you were frozen in place, unable to turn around.

A strong push caused you to land on the cold cement floor, scraping your knees. The sting lingered, tingling through your whole body in unpleasant waves.

Immediately turning your body to face what pushed you, your blood ran cold when nothing was there. No trace of anything.

Feeling around, you felt incredibly stupid to realize you had given your purse to Kuroo to hold onto as you guys started the walk home simply because you didn’t want to carry it- so you were seemingly all alone, clueless as to where you are with no phone, in a skimpy outfit.

“Hello…?” you whisper out as you begin to crawl to the nearest wall, figuring you’d be safer if there was one less place to watch out for.

Silence answered back.

Taking a deep breath, you closed your eyes, trying to get your breathing intact.

Kuroo will find me. Kuroo will find me. You kept repeating to yourself.

And that, he did. When you opened your eyes, you found your boyfriend slumped against the opposing wall, clinging to his side, his shirt ripped open with blood staining the fabric. He looked frighteningly pale.

“Tetsurou!” you cried, running towards him, heart in your throat.

You fell next to him, hands cupping his face. His eyes were closed and his pulse was racing.

“Tet...” his eyes slowly opened and a smirk spread across his lips, “...su?”

He changed so suddenly, pouncing on top of you and pinning you harshly to the ground with ease.

The shock had your adrenaline coursing, all this weight on top of you, he’s large enough to crush you. He was staring down at you as if you were prey- you’ve never seen this type of rabid in him before.

You were muted when he took a big claw and delicately traced it down from the side of your face, down the column of your neck to the top of your chest. When he hit bone, he pressed a little bit harder on his way down to the top of your dress. When his claw caught the fabric, he pressed hard and fast- fast enough to rip your dress right down the middle- so fast you didn’t even realize that there was a blooming cut going down your body, ruby red beads of blood began to surface. The shock began to dull when the cuts set in, searing pain began to settle.

With your dress torn, leaving you exposed and cold, you began to notice just how much blood had colored your skin-- and his grip on you only tightened, his claws digging into you and drawing even more blood. You whimper, weak and in pain, cheeks wet from stray tears you didn’t even realize were dropping.

Another thing you didn’t realize was that you hadn’t looked at him since he pounced on you. Your head was turned to the side, gaze slightly blurry and focused on how terrifyingly real everything was. He could literally kill you-

Your eyes began to bulge at the smooth curve of his thick claw grazed over your clothed clit.

“Oh my-” you gasp, arching to feel that rush again.

Rumble came from Kuroo’s chest, almost like a chuckle.

“Did you want to feel that again, Red?” his voice was significantly lower than normal, sending a wave of prickly goosebumps over your body.

His grip loosened on you and you quickly looked down your chest. Your nipples were perked up and your skin looked pale; the contrast between the cold cement and the warmth radiating off of the wolf’s body is throwing you on a loop.

Kuroo encased your neck with a large digit, applying pressure in all the wrong places, slowly choking you. Another came up to over your mouth. Your hands flew up to try and pry his fingers off, another shot of adrenaline flashed through you, eyes wide in panic.

“Answer me, pretty girl,” he lowly commanded.

Rapidly nodding, you grip even tighter onto his fingers.

Loosening up, he almost smiled, if he could in this form. You saw the sly look in his eyes.

“I know you can do better than that…” he trails off, examining your exposed body before his free hand went to grope your thighs, his claws uncomfortably digging into you.

You let out a short-lived yelp against his digit.

“Do you like it when I hurt you, pretty? Red is such a good color on you— I wanna see more…” he finished more to himself. His pupils are blown out, lost in how much pleasure he’s taking from this.

When he tightens his grip, even more, the painful ache becomes even duller and your eyes squeeze shut. All you can do is wince against him.

“Mmm okay Red, I’m gonna lift my finger. Tell me what I wanna hear or else I’m gonna stop going easy on you.” he huffed out, lowering himself a bit so you could feel the fur of his stomach graze your bloody skin. The heat radiating from his groin has you salivating, your mind muddling pain and pleasure together.

Your first mistake was subconsciously trying to raise your hips just to get some friction.

His brow raised at your sheer audacity, “Really Red? You’re such a little whore, you’re going to put your life on the line to feel just a little bit of relief? Incredible.” he scoffs.

He switches tactics and takes his claws out of you, now opting to go to the most sensitive parts of your body and lightly raking the very tips of his claws down you-- Your neck being one of them.

“Tetsu please- no-” you gulp at his deadly talons skim your jugular.

“Weak,” he whispered, lowering his mouth close to your ear.

“Wh-what?”

“Pathetic.”

“Kuroo stop-”

“Like your tiny self could stop me-”

“wait-!”

“beg.”

The simple command sets you still.

“I want you to beg for me to stop. I want to hear how desperate you can be for me.”

You don’t even know what to think- was this really your boyfriend?

The silence makes Kuroo impatient, and the next thing you know, you’re flipped; your bare stomach is hitting the cold ground with your clothed back to Kuroo.

The rough impact causes you to cough and groan before all you can hear is your boyfriend again.

“You just-“ the distinct sound of cloth tearing fills your ears as the cold strikes your back, “don’t listen.”

“Tetsu please-“ you begin with a cry.

“Tetsu please what? Please stop because I’m hurting you? You can’t take it, pretty Red?”

“No Tetsu,” you pause, trying to adjust yourself into a more comfortable position, “hurt me more. Use me. pump me full- knot me Tetsu!” You whine out.

His breathing got heavier as you go on, “Tetsu, please! You’re so big nd I just--‘m so pathetic. please breed me- make me useful!”

An almost purr rumbles through his broad chest, “good girl.”

Everything happened so fast, the next thing you knew, your sopping core was exposed to the night air.

“Gonna be a useful hole for me, red? Gonna take my pups- be a good little breeding machine?” his words make you clench, really emphasizing just how empty you feel.

“Tetsu please-!” You wheeze, “fill me up, i- I’ll do anything-!”

A moan escapes his throat, “fuck-”

And with that, he pushes the tip in a few times, almost teasingly, before he roughly pushes it halfway in, then all the way in-- right at the base of his growing knot.

The noises you were making were so delicious to him; he could hear the gasps and whimpers all the time, it was almost too easy to get lost in the heat of your cunt.

“Tetsu! Tetsu!” you were squealing his name like a delicious little piggy he could just… eat up. Your heartbeat was heavy in his mouth and your neck looked so bare with the fading bite mark… so vulnerable to the untrained eye.

“C-can I cum tetsu? Wanna cum- please!” that snaps him back to the present, looking down at your sniffling puffy face, needy and crying to cum. Adorable.

“Not like that,” he said low and dominant, “I want you stuffed full of my knot when you cum.”

Which wasn’t too far off; he hadn’t realized how much this’d impact him- his knot is already fully grown, just a few more pumps and he’ll be shoving himself fully inside you.

“Please please please,” you whimper on repeat, short and quiet as if walking on eggshells not to make him mad.

He was on overdrive, looking at how badly he marked you up, how lost you look in all of this, “Alright angel, take it all.”

With an extra push, he stuffed you full. Your eyes bulged as you take more than you ever thought possible- he was already way too big in his werewolf form, but with this extra bulge inside you, you felt so incredibly full, you couldn’t even fathom what it would be like empty.

“Oh- fuck.” you huff out.

And then he started humping you.

The knot was stuck inside you, not daring to come out as he thrust all of himself into you over and over again.

There was something so animalistic- so primal about it, you couldn’t hold back.

“I’m-” you couldn’t even finish, all the stimulus got to you before you could finish your sentence.

Clenching down hard, a deep groan caused vibrations down his chest as you felt him twitch.

There was so much, so much and not enough space inside you; his knot not letting anything escape from your gummy walls.

Your eyes rolled back and with your sight gone, you felt everything even more so- his erratic breathing was calming down as he carefully picked you up and hugged you close to him, still inside of you.

“Baby, how are you feeling?” he softly panted.

His fur was so comforting, so soft and warm, you almost forgot to answer.

“Mm… feel good.. Cuts hurt a bit… but good. Felt really good.” you ramble dreamily on.

“Okay- good. I’m going to lick your wounds to stop your bleeding and to help disinfect it while we wait for my knot to go down, then we’ll go home- is that okay?”

Your head felt heavy, you did your best attempt at a nod you could muster before easing your eyes to close.

#autumnal’s writing 🍂 ! #the love club kinktober #tlc kinktober #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo tetsuro smut #kuroo tetsurō #kuroo tetsurou #haikyuu!! #haikyū!! #haikyuu!! kuroo #hq kuroo #hq #hq smut #haikyū!! smut #haikyuu!! smut #kuroo smut

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Pretty Little Tears

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part of the love club's kinktober collab

day 22 - dacryphilia, oikawa x fem!reader

warnings - dacryphilia (duh), subby oikawa, dom reader, female reader, begging, light degradation, use of "good boy", overstimulation, slapping, minors get the fuck out of here thank youu

wc - 1.1k

notes - this took so long to write, i’ve been really burnt out. thank you @tetsurousharlot for pushing me to finally finish it and thank you @blvckjvckvls for being my lovely beta ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ✩‧₊˚

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You slam the bedroom door behind you, “Fuck off, Oikawa, I don’t want to hear it!”

For the past few weeks, your boyfriend has been getting more insufferable by the minute. You’ve always known he has a flair for the dramatic but this was getting ridiculous. 

You barely make it two steps into the room when Oikawa opens the door and lets himself in.

“Y/n, you can’t just slam the door like that- especially when you know I’m right behind you.” He scolds. He pouts and shuts the door softly behind him, "what if you had hit my beautiful face instead? what a tragedy that would-"

You scream in exasperation, spin on your heels, and wrap your hand around his throat. Oikawa stumbles back against the door. “Do you ever shut the fuck up?” you growl. You don’t know where this is coming from. You’re usually the more timid one in the relationship. 

You feel Oikawa swallow nervously, "W-what are you doing?" he stutters, cheeks flushing a telling shade of pink.

There's no way..

You smirk, pressing a little harder against his neck, "Teaching you some damn manners." 

You reach down to palm at his hardening dick, you look up at him, a newfound fire in your eyes. "Seems to me like you're enjoying this."

"I uh, well I… ah!"

You don't let him get a word out as you pull out his cock, slowly beginning to tease it with feather-like touches. You move your hand from his throat to grip his face, making him look you in the eyes, "Is the great Tooru Oikawa finally speechless?" 

You can see the confusion in his eyes turn to lust as you stroke his cock. He licks his lips, “it’s gonna take more than a handjob to shut me up.”

Oh now he’s really asking for it. You smirk, pumping your hand faster. His breathing gets erratic before he chokes out, “oh fuck! ‘m cumming!”

You let go of his neck and dick as cum covers Oikawa's stomach. He whines, hips bucking into nothing, desperate for more stimulation. “Y/n!” he starts to complain, eyes still scrunched closed.

You reach up and slap his cheek without a second thought, “I don’t want to hear it. Now strip and get on the bed.”

Still dazed from the slap, Oikawa wordlessly obeys and starts peeling off his shirt. You do the same with your clothes, tossing them to the corner of the room. Once he’s laying on the bed you climb on top of him, his cock already hard again. 

You straddle his waist, grinding down softly on his cock. He hisses at the contact, “C’mon, just fuck me already,” he whines. 

You halt your movements, “I don’t want to hear another fucking word from you. If you so much as breathe too loudly, I’m not gonna let you cum again. Understood?”

He nods his head silently, his cock throbbing with every word you speak. You grip his cock and hover over him.

One hand on his chest, the other slowly guiding the tip of his cock to your dripping little hole. You tease the tip, pushing just a bit in before pulling it out. Oikawa whimpers, gripping the sheets in desperation. 

You glance up at him, "What did I tell you?" 

His eyes widen and he nods frantically, biting his lip so hard you're surprised it doesn’t bleed. 

You finally sink down onto his cock, watching Oikawa's face contort in pleasure. His chest rises and falls rapidly, eyes screwed shut. You move slowly at first, reveling in the power you have over your boyfriend. Once you’re seated all the way down you lean forward, mouth slightly agape. 

You start moving your hips, letting a breathy moan fall from your lips. It takes all your concentration not to give in to how good his cock feels. As your hips find a steady rhythm, Oikawa's legs tense underneath you. You wrap your hands around his neck again, bringing your lips to his ear, “Are you really going to cum already? Pathetic.”

You pull away, picking up the pace, “Go on then, be a good boy for me and cum,” you say as you squeeze tighter around his neck. His eyes shoot open as he gasps for breath. He grabs your arm, eyes pleading desperately. You only grin down at him as his hips buck against yours before he finally cums deep inside you. 

You release his neck, “Not too bad.”

Oikawa takes a shaky breath, “I should say the same,” he rasps, “You tried your best.” 

You growl and slap his cheek. You didn’t expect to hear him moan so loudly in response. Neither did Oikawa it seems, based on the shock on his face. Without a word you started grinding on his dick again. 

“H-hey stop, it's too sensitive.” He stumbles on his words, eyes already rolling back as you resume your previous pace. 

“Do I look like I give a fuck?” 

Oikawa shakes his head, you notice tears prickling the corners of his eyes. You feel a rush of heat go straight to your cunt. Watching the tears trail down his pretty face sets you off. You start moving at a brutal pace, watching as more and more tears start pouring out. 

The tears pouring down his cheeks soak the pillow beneath him. He lets out a strangled moan, his body thrashing as he reaches another agonizing high.  You lean back over him, not stopping the movement of your hips as you kiss away the salty tears. 

“I can’t cum any more! Please!” His voice was raw and desperate, absolutely addicting to hear. 

You tut, shaking your head, “Aw, don’t say that. I know you can give me one more right?”

Oikawa shakes his head, but whimpers a meek “yes.” 

You seize the opportunity to finally chase your own high. Your boyfriend is so sensitive to any stimulation that without even trying you could bring him over the edge. You grind your hips down against his, his cock hitting that perfect little spot inside you.

Oikawa was babbling non stop, his eyes rolling back and tongue hanging out. He looks like a fucking pornstar, all he’s missing is some pretty mascara to be smeared with his tears. You’ll have to remember that for next time. 

“Fuck fuck fuck!” you moan as you cream around his swollen and abused cock. You climb off and watch as his dick twitches, tiny bits of cum barely spurting out. Oikawa’s chest rises and falls rapidly, his breathing still erratic. You watch his face as you lick up the cum from his dick before kissing him deeply. He moans into your mouth as he tastes himself on your tongue and lips. You pull away, brushing his sweaty hair out of his face. Tears stain his flushed, pink cheeks.

“You’re really pretty when you cry,” you state plainly.

Oikawa lets out a breathless laugh, “I thought you didn’t like my dramatics, y/n?”

You roll your eyes, not being able to help the smile on your face, “I guess your dramatics are tolerable sometimes.”

“Love you too babe.”

#wooweee i finally did it #me? posting a fic? #more likely than you might think #this isnt my best work but ce la vie #oikawa x reader smut #oikawa smut #tooru oikawa smut #hq smut #haikyuu smut #kinktober #the love club kinktober #tlc kinktober

[babyboibucky]

Welcome to Bee’s Sin City!

❣️ I don’t do tag lists but if you would like to be updated, please follow and turn on post notifs for my side blog @babyboibuckywrites​ where I just reblog my new fics. 🥰

❣️ I mainly write for Bucky Barnes, Marc Spector, Steven Grant and Jake Lockley but would occasionally write for other characters as well.

❣️ I do not accept requests but feel free to drop some headcanons or drabbles in my ask! I tend to turn them into full-length fics if the ideas are right up my alley.

❣️ Please DO NOT REPOST, REWRITE, OR TRANSLATE my works on any platform with or without my permission.

❣️ Find my fic-related tagging system HERE. This is to help everyone avoid spoilers about my works, especially when I’m on a roll reblogging reacts and responding to asks.

🔞 I write a lot of smut and I am horny on main so obviously, this is an 18+ blog. MINORS NOT ALLOWED!

CHALLENGES, SLEEPOVERS, etc.

KINKTOBER SLUT FEST

3K AU CHALLENGE

TUMBLRVERSARY ONE-LINERS

FIC RECS

SERIES

Chapters are individually rated

COMPLETE

The Match

[CEO!Bucky x Reader] You come across your boss’ Tinder profile.

Devil’s Mark

[Dark!Rockstar!Bucky x Reader] You accept a temp job as a runner for a rockstar’s concert.

—

ONGOING

Project V

[College!Bucky x Reader] You ask your best friend Bucky a favor of a lifetime.

Breaking Waves

[Surfer!Bucky x Reader] You go on a summer vacation that will change your entire life.

Flutter

[Destroyer!Chris x Reader] Chris liked pushing your buttons to see how an innocent one like you would react.

Don’t Be A Stranger

[Bucky x Reader x Marc Spector] Your rough night takes an interesting turn when you meet an old friend and a stranger.

ONE-SHOTS/MINI-SERIES

Those marked with an asterisk are NSFW

BUCKY BARNES

Obvious

You and Bucky are more than friends but less than lovers.

Do It Again*

In which Bucky makes you squirt for the first time.

Elevate Thy Hate

Not a day goes by that you and Bucky don’t argue.

Deserve Better || Undeserving || Deserve The Best

Bucky disappeared and came back only to say goodbye.

Promises, promises

You believed that promises are meant to be broken but Bucky always proved you wrong. Until one day, he proved you right.

Charm || Charming

Bucky checks whether he still has his 1940′s charm

Salt, Sugar and Viruses

You’ve been secretly making coffee for Bucky at the office.

White Noise

Bucky has a new neighbor and she’s even grumpier than him.

All Yours*

Bucky threatens Zemo right in front of you.

Easy Love*

Bucky helps you cope with a terrible day with his love.

Greedy*

Bucky wants to try something new with you.

Featherlight

Bucky is blinded by his insecurities and fails to see how in love you are with him.

Coming Home

Bucky is finally home.

Nasty*

You discover that Bucky, a black shirt and a wrist watch is a dangerous combination.

Kiss Me Goodnight

Your anxiety has nothing against Bucky and his warm embrace.

Angel on Her Knees*

You give Bucky the TLC he deserves.

Our Space

You and Bucky move into your new home.

Birthday Tiara*

You weren’t enjoying your birthday until Bucky comes along.

Like Nicotine

You and Bucky broke up but he keeps on crawling back to you.

Pretty Boy*

You’ve been away for two days and Bucky broke your only rule.

Don’t You Worry (Your Pretty Little Head)

You agree to spend twelve hours with Bucky whom you just met.

Those Days*

You find it hard to love yourself sometimes.

Blue Hour

You don’t care for sunrises or sunsets.

Make or Break

You have a specific set of rules when it comes to your casual relationships.

What Daddy Wants*

You want to swim but Bucky wants to do something else.

Unfair

You experience what it’s like to fall in love with Bucky.

Rum and Coke*

You decide to pay your rival club a visit to see what the hype is all about.

Anger That Loves

You help Bucky understand his anger.

The L Word

You love Bucky but not enough to commit.

At Your Service*

Bucky missed you. A whole lot.

Like This* || Like That*

Bucky shows you how he wants it done.

After All

Bucky used to hate a lot of things.

Lucid* || Grounded

You find it hard to move on from Bucky after the break-up.

Checkmate* || Two Kings and a Queen*

Bucky convinces you that you’ve been serving the wrong king the entire time.

Tomorrow’s Alright

Sometimes all you need is someone to tell you that everything will be okay.

To Be Loved

What is it like to love Bucky Barnes?

—

MARC SPECTOR/STEVEN GRANT/JAKE LOCKLEY

Bad Knight, Good Knight*

Give Marc a certain look and he’ll give you his all. In the condition that you’re gonna be good.

Heartsease

Steven provides you solace in a world full of chaos.

First Time’s A Charm*

Steven’s about to lose his virginity to you.

An Avatar For An Avatar*

You and Marc are both Khonshu’s avatars.

Tag Team*

Marc teaches you a lesson about control with the help of Steven and Jake.

What You Want*

Marc doesn’t like the idea of sharing you. Not even with Steven.

La Douleur Exquise*

The exquisite, heart-wrenching pain of wanting someone you can’t have.

—

LLOYD HANSEN

Collateral*

Lloyd has taken you hostage.

In Heat*

You’re absolutely desperate for Lloyd Hansen.

—

OTHER CHARACTERS

Should’ve Known Better* - Endings Beginnings!Frank

You should have known better than to sleep with a friend.

Kinda Like It When You Lie* - Destroyer!Chris

You discover the reason why Chris has been lying to you about his whereabouts.

Take What You Need* - Frank Castle

You let Frank use you to his advantage.

#bbb writes #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x you #bucky x reader #sebastian stan #bbb masterlist #destroyer!chris #destroyer!chris x reader #destroyer!chris x you #endings beginnings frank

[megthemewlingquim]

prompt 98 with loki please? thank you :-D

 Don't You Ever Knock?

Summary: Loki walks in on you at the worst - and best -  time possible.

Pairing: Loki x fem!Reader

Warnings: masturbation, oral (fem receiving), a little bit of telepathic communication

A/N: Kinktober Day 16! I loooved writing this one!

It has been a long while since you had gotten off. A very long while.

You’ve been so caught up in school, and work, and homework that you’ve very little time for a little relaxation and TLC. 

But today... today it looks like you can have some time to yourself, and you know exactly how you’re going to spend at least a little of your time.

You go into your room, shut the door.

You only take your pants off, and you get into bed. You pull the covers up to your chest, take a deep breath, and start.

You start by caressing your breasts, one at a time. Then, you run your hands down your stomach, and only run your fingers along the insides of your thighs. You tilt your neck, imagining a group of hot kisses being pressed there.

When the need for contact arises, you rub your clit in slow circles. Counter clockwise, you remember. The warmth you’ve missed so much takes a long while to arrive - it’s all a matter of getting yourself relaxed enough, and not thinking of getting to your release. Thinking about your release always makes it harder to achieve it.

Your other hand moves, and you insert a finger inside yourself, lightly massaging your now very wet walls.

Right as your pleasure grows to a nice, constant warmth, you hear the door open with a deafening creak.

You jump, immediately stopping everything and tearing your hands away from your body. You’re gasping, panting, as you see Loki in the doorway.

His face is red, red with embarrassment and surprise. “Oh — ” he gasps, “I’m so — fuck, I'm so sorry, I’ve been trying to reach — ”

“Loki, don’t you ever knock?” you ask, trying to keep your voice from revealing how entirely petrified — and pissed off — you are.

“Er — yes. I do. You didn’t answer. I wanted to bring you some tea. You’ve been stressed lately.”

You exhale, managing a grateful smile. You try to ignore the throbbing of your pussy underneath the scorching hot covers. “Thank you.”

There’s a very uncomfortable pause.

"This is a very improper question, forgive me for asking. You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to. Were — were you touching yourself?"

You try not to spit some vile insult. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to be alone now. Thank you for the tea,” you manage.

He nods, looking apologetic. “I will leave you be.” Before he leaves, he sets the tea on the table. It’s in a black mug, and it smells of citrus and passionfruit.

“I’m sorry,” he says. “I shouldn’t have asked.”

You see the genuine sorrow in his eyes. “It’s okay,” you say, brushing away your annoyance. “I really appreciate your tea bringing. It kind of... it helps me know that... that I’m not alone right now, you know?”

He nods. “Yeah,” he says. “I understand completely.”

He turns to leave.

“Yes,” you blurt. 

Immediately, you realize what you’ve just said. You wince, immediately covering your face with your hands. “Oh my God...”

“What is it, love?” Loki turns back to you, walks over to your side of the bed.

“I...” you whisper. “I was.... I was touching myself.... I don’t fucking know why I just said that...”

You don’t see his smile.

“Don’t be embarrassed, my darling, it’s normal. It’s completely normal to want some alone time for activities like that, especially at a stressful time.”

“I didn’t say that so I could get a therapy session,” you snort through your hands.

He hums, his quietest version of a laugh. “I know. I just wanted to make sure you’re okay. Don’t — don’t be embarrassed, lovely. I’ll leave now...”

A beat.

“Unless you want me to stay?”

You stiffen, finally looking at him. “Er... sorry?”

“Do you... do you want me to help you out?”

“With — ” you swallow. “With — ”

He leans forward, a little glint in his eyes. “I’d be very happy to help you with your... stress relief, as you may call it. I’d be delighted to make you come, to help you get all of your stress out of your system.”

Your heart pounds in your chest. You’re sure he can hear it.

“Fuck,” you mutter, kissing him passionately.

Immediately, he closes you in an embrace, warm hands rubbing down your back and up to your shoulders.

“Is that a yes, dear one?”

You nod, and whisper a “yes” through your kisses.

He moves, lays you down to where you were before. Slowly, as to not shock you with cold, he pulls your covers back, revealing your throbbing sex to him.

Loki’s eyes never leave your sex as he shuffles downward. He laces your hands in his, and, wordlessly, starts to go down on you.

“Oh, shit!” you gasp, as he hoists your legs up onto his shoulders.

That’s it, love. Just breathe in and out, let yourself relax for me. Can you do that?

It’s all wordless, in your mind, suddenly. Loki’s voice is in your head, as if he were talking to you out loud. But his mouth remains on your pussy. His eyes flick upward to meet yours.

Just let me make you feel good, my love.

Your mind races, mostly with surprise and pleasure, but you trust him, and you let your head fall back onto the mattress. The fact that he wants to make you come and nothing more alone is, somehow, incredibly arousing to you.

You sigh with contentment as he skillfully licks and sucks his way around your pussy, making love to you with his tongue.

“Oh, Loki,” you moan, “that’s... that’s good, right there...”

He’s found the clit, and he latches onto it like it’s his life force.

A few minutes more, and then you’re gone, legs shaking around Loki’s head and fists gripping his own with white knuckles. You’re coming, and you’re coming hard.

That’s it, love, just let go. C’mon, come for me. Let it all go.

You come just like that, with his gentle, wordless encouragement. Breathing hard as your fireworks fade, you manage to thank him, and he smiles.

“Don’t thank me just yet. Can — can I try it again?”

#kinktober #loki smut #loki of asgard #loki #loki (marvel) #loki fanfic #loki x you #mcu loki #loki x reader smut

[invaderzia1]

Kinktober Day 17

Three (or more) Some | Master/Slave | Titfucking

Pairing: Aizawa Shouta x Fem!Reader

Tags: titfucking

As soon as Aizawa made it through the door, (Y/n) could tell he was stressed. While not out right saying he was, his subtle actions clued her in that he need some extra tlc. He was sitting in their shared living room, grading some reports his students had written when she approached. He didn’t even turn to look at her at first due to how tired he was, instead too focused on making sense of the paper infront of him.

(Y/n) cleared her throat, seeing Aizawa look up from his work when she did. In front of him, he saw his beautiful girlfriend wearing that set of lingerie she knew drove him wild. He raised an eyebrow as his eyes glazed over looking at her. He brought his glasses to rest in his hair, placing the paper in his hand off to the side.

“Now what do we have here. What do I owe the honor to?”

(Y/n) giggled, walking close so he could wrap his arms around her. His head resting in between her tits as he looked up at her.

“Nothing, just felt you might need a distraction right now.”

Aizawa exhaled some air from his mouth, huffing in annoyance at the pile of work next to him.

“Far be it from me to try and stop you.”

He heard her sweet voice giggle at his words. She pulled away from his arms, pushing him back into the chair he was in. All his attention was stuck on her as she slowly dropped down to her knees, unbuckling his trousers and freeing his half hard cock from with in. Looking down he watched as she removed the bra that was on her, releasing her tits. His cock twitched in attention at seeing them out, something she noticed immediately. Her hands reached out to grip it, pressing a kiss to the tip.

(Y/n) brought both her breasts forward, surrounding his cock with the soft, fatty tissue of her breasts. Aizawa brought a hand up, running it through his hair as he released a groan. He knew his cock had noticeably hardened after she did this, he had always loved the way her breasts felt. But feeling them completely envelope his cock was something completely new.

She slowly moved her chest up and down around his cock, using her mouth to lap at whatever was not surrounded by her bust. She could hear Aizawa softly moan out her name as she worked his cock. This continued for a few minutes, up until Aizawa realized he wasn’t going to hold on any longer. He wanted to fuck her pretty tits hard and fast, and the pace she had set was too slow for him.

Aizawa tangled a hand in her hair, tapping his finger to her head, telling her he wanted control. (Y/n) was happy to give him control over the situation, anything he wanted really. She opened her mouth and allowed him to push her farther down, fucking her face and tits as fast as he could to reach his release. All (Y/n) had to do was push her breasts together and steady her breathing, preparing for him to cum. Luckily, he only lasted a few more seconds, pulling out of her mouth and releasing his seed onto her breasts. His head was thrown back as his eyes shut in pleasure.

When he came off his high, he peered down, his face flushing red at the sight. His girlfriend sat on her knees in front of him, her tits out on display covered in his cum. Her eyes were looking up at him, almost innocently. If he hadn’t just busted, he would’ve dragged her into the bedroom and fucked her. But now he was too spent to go another round for a bit.

“You feeling a bit better now, darling?”

Aizawa smiled softly down at her, petting her soft hair. “Of course, dear.”

#aizawa shouta #aizawa shouta x reader #bnha #kinktober #kinktober 2020 #kinktober day 17 #maddy writes

[chieana]

Hello void 🖤

Double the chapters, double the fun 😏 Day 3 of Kinktober is up!

First chapter is Brian getting some tentacle TLC 🖤

Second chapter is DARK, warnings for Horror, Non-con/Rape, Forced Body Transformation, Forced Pregnancy. Proceed at own risk!

#kinktober #kinktober 2021 #my chemical romance #fall out boy #the used #fanfic #fanfiction #horror #tentacles #outdoors #monsters #doing the sexy #bandom

[introloves]

hello ghouls and ghosts and welcome to The Love Club’s kinktober 2021 masterlist!

this is a server collab and each day a member will post their piece detailing the subject and character as listed below!

day 1. collaring | @introloves | bokuto

day 2. bondage | @mintmatcha | ushijima

day 3. deep-throating | @xrux | kunimi

day 4. begging | @autumnalsteahouse | kuroo

day 5. rimming | @gourmetrat | mattsun

day 6. sensory deprivation | @hoineu | kyoutani

day 7. spanking | @tendousfingers | kuroo

day 8. orgasm denial | @tenderfxck | osamu

day 9. branding | @kentimestwo | kyoutani

day 10. cucking | @mintmatcha | sugawara / daichi

day 11. master/slave | @kentimestwo | kenma

day 12. monsterfucking | @introloves | ushijima

day 13. three-moresome | @sickassvans | inarizaki

day 14. praise | @introloves | aran

day 15. impact Play | @moonshine-kei | ennoshita

day 16. biting | @valentioz | akaashi

day 17. overstimulation | @atsumubabie | bokuto

day 18. public sex | @valentioz | iwaizumi

day 19. oral | @divinetemptation |

day 20. double penetration | @anxiousbabybirdb | sakusa + atsumu

day 21. domination / submission | @kentimestwo | tsukishima

day 22. dacryphilia | @tsumtsumsthighs | oikawa

day 23. gags | @alleycatbookstore | suna

day 24. somnophilia | @tendousfingers | atsumu

day 25. asphyxiation (choking) | @tojidreams | sakusa

day 26. hate sex | @mintmatcha | takeda

day 27. aphrodisiac | @tendousfingers | daishou

day 28. sadism / masochism | @bunnybokuto | kita

day 29. punishment | @atsumubabie | iwaizumi

day 30. pussy job | @xrux | meian

day 31. breeding | @alleycatbookstore | daichi

- first piece will be posted starting october 1st and linked / reblogged here and onto my blog, we hope to see you all then!

#masterlist #tlc kinktober