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l1tw1ck · 26 days
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Fucking the Cowboy
(First Time) Sub!Bottom Joel x Dom!Top!FTM Reader
☆ Word Count: 1,523 ☆
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[No AFAB Language Ver] | Words Used for Reader: Cunt, Dick, T-Dick, Cock, Wetness, Insides, Walls
CW: Drunk Sex, Nipple Sucking, Handjob, Cum Eating, Cunnilingus, Ass Eating, Strap-in-A, Daddy Kink, Overstimulation
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“Good work today, Miller. How ‘bout some dinner and drinks to celebrate? It’s on me.” You place your hand on Joel’s shoulder. The two of you finished a project in record time, Joel agrees this is cause for celebration.
“Sure.” Joel nods. He had no idea what was in store for the both of you by agreeing to your suggestion.
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Joel isn't sure how he ended up on your couch, sitting on your lap shirtless and listening to your compliments like he's never been complimented before but he's too drunk to question it. He isn't that drunk, but he’ll blame it on the beer anyway.
“Your tits are so soft, baby.” You fondle his chest lovingly. “I could do this forever.” You suck on his nipple, not minding the hair in your mouth. Joel moans and starts to grind down on you, extremely hard.
He moans your name. “Please– please touch my cock too-” He begs for the first time ever. Your overwhelmingly dominant yet gentle energy managed to tame Joel with ease.
You pull away and rub his boner through his pants, enjoying his reaction. “You’re a greedy little thing, aren't you?” You unzip his jeans. Joel flushes in embarrassment. He's never been called little before. But in comparison to you, he's not surprised you consider him as such. He whimpers as he feels your hand gently grab his hot shaft, pre cum dribbling down onto your fingers. You use it to aid your hand in gliding up and down it. Joel’s moans increase as you go back to sucking on his nipple.
“Th- thank you– fuck—” He gasps. He moans your name again, more whiny than before. He's become such a slut for you. “Oh God–” He bites his lip as he comes. You pull away from his chest and lick up all the cum you can.
Joel shudders as he watches you lick up the cum on your fingers. “You wanna do somethin’ f’me in return?”
He nods.
“Get on your knees.” You order. Joel quickly gets down. He watches, drool about to spill from his mouth, as you unbuckle your belt and unzip your pants. He really starts to drool when you pull your pants down and he sees the wetness from your arousal darken parts of your underwear, as well as the soft outline of your t-dick. You pull your boxers down next. He locks eyes with you before licking your cunt like a dehydrated puppy. “Tastes good?” You chuckle
He shivers in response. “So good.” He answers. He pulls away just by a few inches and leans his head a bit closer to your thigh, his mouth attaching to your cock and two of his digits slowly making their way inside you one by one.
“Now you got it..” You pet him. “Just like that, Joel.”
If mere words were enough to make him come, he would've had an orgasm after hearing that. He looks into your eyes and finds himself moaning subconsciously from your gaze. He closes his eyes, knowing he’ll surely discover that he can come untouched by keeping eye contact. Joel finds your g-spot, your sudden gasp and shake confirming it for him.
“Right there, babe–” You moan. He smiles as he feels your insides beginning to squeeze his fingers. He licks and sucks your cock happily, enjoying your sounds of pleasure.
Thanks to Joel's skills, it didn't take much more time to make you come. Your back is arched and your walls are desperately hugging his fingers. You take a moment to catch your breath. “You’re good at that.” You smile, petting him again. He looks up at you with the sexiest expression and that immediately makes you do a 180. Your smile loses its softness and becomes sharp and full of lust. “I wanna fuck you.” Your voice is low and full of arousal. His cock twitches in response.
“Please.” He whimpers.
You smirk and pick him up with ease. You bring him into your room and have him lay stomach first on your bed with his ass raised in the air. You pull his pants down all the way and get onto the bed. You gently rub his plump ass before spreading his cheeks apart. You circle your tongue around his virginal rim, enjoying Joel’s shivers and whines. You gently tongue his rim before sliding it inside, he whimpers as his eyes roll to the back of his head. He moans at the amazing feeling of you exploring his insides, shocked by what he's been missing out on.
You grab his cock, roughly jerking him off. Joel cries out in pleasure. “Yes– [Name]~” He groans. “So…so fuck…fuckin’ good~”
You pull away from his ass and let go of his dick, much to his dismay. “I think you're ready for me, darling.” You stand up. You strip down to nothing and strap yourself up, leaving you to just pick the right dildo. You pick up your box of toys and show it to Joel. “Which one?”
Joel stares at the biggest one in the box, drool dripping down his chin.
“This one?” You point to it. Joel makes a sound of agreement. “Hm…A little big for your first time but I think you can handle it.” You take it out and put the box aside. You pop it on your strap and grab your bottle of lube. You get back onto the bed and turn him onto his back. You pour some of the liquid onto your digits and briefly finger him, making sure it’ll be a smooth entrance, before pressing your tip against his hole. “Ready?” You ask.
He's more than ready. “Yes!” Joel bites down on his lip as he feels you enter him, your thick cock steadily stretching him out. “Deeper~” He groans. You grip his waist and go further in, your dick brushing against his prostate. Joel moans in pleasure, his legs shaking in response.
You gently circle your thumb around his stomach. “You okay?”
“Mmhmm…Feels really fuckin’ good.” He grins drunkenly, moving his hips.
“Yeah? You like being full from my cock?” You do the thrusting for him.
“Yes~” He drags the word out.
You smirk, fucking him at a slow and steady pace. “You're taking me so well, darlin’” You lean into his ear and jerk him off at a snail’s pace. “Doin’ so good f’daddy.” You bite the outer part of his ear.
Joel moans, suddenly having an orgasm. “Don– don’t stop-”
“Look at you, coming from almost nothing.” You chuckle, pulling back to look at him. “You look real pretty like this.”
Joel outstretches his arms to you and you lean in, kissing him with his arms wrapped around you. The two of you passionately make out, your hips rocking at the perfect pace. Joel had no idea bottoming could feel so good, he might get addicted to this.
You pull away and look at him with a smile.
“Faster, please–” He says, slightly out of breath.
You pick up the pace like he asked, loud moans and various profanities spilling out of Joel’s mouth. He digs his blunt nails into your back, scratching it. You don't mind though, the sight in front of you makes up for the mild pain. He can't say anything comprehensible, he’s too overwhelmed by his previous orgasm and your constant thrusts, but you can tell by the look on his face that he loves this.
“Daddy~” He gasps. “Touch- touch me.”
You briefly slow down, tracing your finger up his cock teasingly. “Here, babe?” You gently wrap your fist around it. He nods. You rub his slit with your thumb. “You sure? ‘S gonna overstimulate you.”
He nods again. “I’m sure.” He has a look in his eyes that tells you he's completely succumbed to his pleasure, he's hungry and greedy for more. And who are you to deprive him of what he wants?
You begin to jerk him off and resume your previous speed, an instant surge of pleasure running through Joel. He arches his back and leans his head against the pillow, his eyelids fluttering as he moans like a slut. “Love hearing you moan, y’sound so fuckin’ slutty.” You grin.
Joel’s never heard such sounds coming out of his own mouth before but you're right, he sounds like a slut and he loves it. He loves feeling like a whore, your whore. Sure this is the first time the two of you have done anything romantic but he can't help but feel attached to someone who makes him feel so good. “Only for you.” He grins stupidly. He starts to feel his orgasm approaching and grips you harder.
“Only for me, huh? I like the sound of that.”
Joel lets out a breathy moan and comes. You don't want to overwhelm him any further so despite his pleas, you stop. “Why don't we get cleaned up now?” You suggest. Joel nods and gets up from the bed with your help. You’ve always wanted him but you wonder how Joel will feel in the morning. You decide not to think about it.
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starrymix · 7 months
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how come in literally every single ftm reader smut i see literally anywhere, the reader is always a submissive bottom.
like damn what if i just wanted to sit on a character’s face then plow them with the 9 incher i got from amazon
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gunksh1t · 1 year
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Holding a pretty boy's legs around my head as I eat him out until his boycunt is sore and he's made a mess on my face and he's breathless. Making him cum until he can barely speak and says my name like a prayer. Making him promise he'll stay all mine and all mine forever while his head is empty. Make him think of nothing but me and the pleasure only i can give him.
Pampering my boy like he deserves, sucking his fat, stubby tcock, feeling how perfect it is in my mouth. sloppily making out with his hole and drinking him up. Peppering kissed on his dick and thighs between orgasms.
Shallowly fucking his hole with my tongue until he's desperate and needy and bucking his hips all over again. Flattening my tongue against his lil dick and letting him ride my face until he cums again and drained himself out.
He's half asleep and still gripping my head between his legs, tiredly grinding into my mouth and he can barely take anything more but he feels so good he can't think of doing anything else and he's so pretty and sweet you don't wanna stop him.
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yourftmfriend · 10 months
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I can imagine Miguel biting reader and his venom leads to them becoming paralyzed and leads to Miguel fucking himself on readers cock or face.-🥭
aw i can just imagine it. he didn’t bite you on purpose. for sure. but he sure as hell enjoyed how he can use you like this. he’d just ride your face to no end as you couldn’t even struggle with his venom in your veins. his clit against your nose as he grinded himself on your face desperately, in hopes of reaching his high. he’d grasp your hair, pulling and playing with it. once he came on your face he’d move onto your dick. it was still hard as he slid it in. you could feel him holding onto your chest as he jumped up and down your cock. he kept muttering curses under his breath in both Spanish and English. sure you hated not being able to touch him but you admit the sight was heavenly. he tried so hard to cum without your touch, playing with his clit and nipples while he jumped up and down on your dick but his poor little body couldn’t handle all the stimulation. he latched onto your neck to keep his moans in, trying not to bite you again considering your situation. he wouldn’t ever admit but he needs your touch to actually cum. he just claims that he doesn’t need you to cum-is what started this all in the first place-. once he came for the second time he lifted himself up your cock just to collapse onto your chest. you are definitely going to get back on him for that one.
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rosedom · 4 months
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thinking abt fucking my own cum back into a guy. pulling out post-fuck—after ringing one, two, five orgasms out of him—, the head of my cock catching on his hole before it pops out completely. having a thick string of cum connecting my cockhead to his puffy cunt, evidence of our connection, of the sticky seed i filled him to the brim with. all that cum slowly beginning to dribble out, sliding down his ass and puddling on the bed, and—
"stop staring," he'd say, he'd interrupt my adoring gaze with. of course i'd have to fuck that stark right back out of him !
cooing a teasing, "and?" at him, leaning in to kiss the tip of his nose before going right back to looking at the way all that cum i worked so hard to fill him with is dribbling out, an absolute waste. "it's pretty," i'd say, right as i run my finger through the mess of his cunt and fuck three of them up into him.
the way his back would arch, swollen cock throbbing as my palm can't help would brush it—goddamn. taking my fingers out for a second, a minute, all just to collect more of the escaped cum to fuck back into him with.
"can't let it go to waste, hm, baby?"
though he won't admit it, oversensitive and cum-drunk as he is, his cunt would undeniably tighten on my cum-covered fingers as he cums another time. and hey—i'll just have to fuck that right back into him too !
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astroknottt · 6 months
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Help your Naoya post has me going feral. 😭😭😭 I'd like to request for breeding kink with Naoya please. Maybe make him beg for it too.
# 𝐍𝐀𝐎𝐘𝐀 𝐙𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍 drabble !
𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐄, literally never ends. as soon as naoya secured that ring and gave you his last name (bc why would he not?) he was constantly going crazy over dick.
anywhere and anytime. it doesn’t matter if it were in public or not. naoya did not mind being shameless, he would much rather show you off. he managed to bag a special grade curse user. one of the strongest and best to be exact.
he could only imagine how strong your children would be. the first time you two had sex, it was raw. naoya does not care for condoms or contraceptives. he wants every inch and drop of you — he wants to give you and his family the strongest heir.
so it isn’t a surprise when you walk through the door of your shared bedroom, stressed from a tense meeting with the higher up’s and he’s greeting you with his legs spread and pussy on full display — fingers running through his wet folds with that cheshire smile painting his face.
“pump me full please?”, of course you knew naoya wanted kids. he always made his intentions clear, but you also knew how much of a cum slut he was and just how much he loved you. he was a decent house wife so why not reward him?
naoya clawed at your back and cried into your shoulder, spit coating your skin as you railed his pussy open, the loud squelching of his drooling cunt leaving his taint and your dick wet. a big wet spot forming in between you both.
you pounded his nasty pussy until his eyes crossed and his body started to shake aggressively from orgasms, they continued to strike naoya, each one felt better than the last.
his womb was full of your cum and each time you pulled out, the fluid would leave your cock a creamy white. the way your pretty wife whined and begged for you to make him a mommy, fill him to the brim and he’s overflowing was nothing but a cacophony of sweet music.
a gruff moan of your own rippled from your chest and out of his throat when he clamped down around you. “jesus naoya. you want my nut that bad baby?” you grin insanely, pulling away to take in how fucked how he looked.
“yes! pleaseeee! pl-please love, ahh ❤︎ !”, his words are warbled and slurred together, eyes rolled so far to the back of his head and saliva painting his lips. you felt his heels dig into your back as his legs locked around your torso.
“c-cum. . .ohhh ❤︎! nghh! cum inside! please!”
you chuckle at him, leaning down to place a gentle peck on his lips. naoya’s reaction time was slow, his kiss lackadaisical. “it’s ok love— fuck! i’ll make you a mama”
soon enough of you were cumming deep in his warmth, his tummy distending a little from how full his womb was. the crazy fucker let out a giggle and rubbed at just were your tip poked through.
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akumakosuke · 7 months
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Tw. Dom!Amab!Reader x Sub!Afab!Suguru, overstimulation, breeding kink kinda, multiple orgasms, squirting, Afab terms used to describe Suguru, size kink kinda, brief mention of somnophilia at the end.
Just a random thought about 𝕾𝖚𝖌𝖚𝖗𝖚..
Yall saw in the latest episode how his veiny hand looked wrapped around his lovely neck?
Now imagine 𝕾𝖚𝖌𝖚𝖗𝖚'𝖘 hands practically clawing at your back, his arms wrapped tightly around you.
𝕾𝖚𝖌𝖚𝖗𝖚 desperately holding onto you, trying to ground himself and focus on something other than your massive cock drilling into his tight pussy as you force his body into mating press.
Your large hands grip the flesh of his thighs as you hold his knees against his shoulders, his feet dangle in the air, his toes curl and his muscles tense as you keep pounding his soaking pussy with the pace of a wild fucking animal.
It's not a comfortable position at all but neither of you care. You're both too caught up in the mind numbing feeling of each other's bodies.
Theres no words being spoken just your low grunts and groans, 𝕾𝖚𝖌𝖚𝖗𝖚'𝖘 whiney, broken moans and whimpers and the frankly sinful sound of your hips slamming against 𝕾𝖚𝖌𝖚𝖗𝖚'𝖘 the slick, plaph sound 𝕾𝖚𝖌𝖚𝖗𝖚'𝖘 pussy and your dick makes each time you ram your entire length inside his pussy drives you insane.
𝕾𝖚𝖌𝖚𝖗𝖚'𝖘 warm, wet, gummy walls envelope your entire cock in the most blissful feeling you've ever had the pleasure of indulging in.
You could get lost in his pussy, God it feels so good you want to keep your dick in him forever.
And it's just as enjoyable for 𝕾𝖚𝖌𝖚𝖗𝖚, the feeling of your hard shaft driving its way into his pussy, hitting every sweet spot.
𝕾𝖚𝖌𝖚𝖗𝖚 feels so full as you use your entire body weight to hold him down and somehow drive your dick deeper inside him.
𝕾𝖚𝖌𝖚𝖗𝖚'𝖘 head flies back, his eyes screw shut and his mouth open yet no sound comes out. His pussy clenches on your dick like a vice as he cums.
𝕾𝖚𝖌𝖚𝖗𝖚'𝖘 pussy is so sensitive and swollen, he just came but your movements don't falter, in fact they speed up.
The feeling of his pussy clenching on your dick, the slick feeling of his cum surrounding your entire length sends you into overdrive.
All you want to do is pump his pussy full of your cum so you speed up, driving yourself closer to the edge.
𝕾𝖚𝖌𝖚𝖗𝖚 whines pathetically, the overstimulation becoming almost too much for him.
𝕾𝖚𝖌𝖚𝖗𝖚'𝖘 body jerks violently as he cums again, he's thrashing in your grip as you bully your cock into his pussy, desperately chasing your release.
𝕾𝖚𝖌𝖚𝖗𝖚 doesn't know if he wants to pull away or pull you closer so you cum directly into his womb and fill him to the brim.
Your grunts and low growls get louder and more desperate as you reach your climax. Your dick twitches inside 𝕾𝖚𝖌𝖚𝖗𝖚'𝖘 pussy.
The knot in your stomach is about to break but 𝕾𝖚𝖌𝖚𝖗𝖚'𝖘 thrashing is making it hard for you to fuck him properly so you bring one of your large hands down to his clit.
𝕾𝖚𝖌𝖚𝖗𝖚'𝖘 too overstimulated and fucked out to realize what you're doing then his eyes roll to the back of his head, his jaw goes slack, his toes curl and his body tenses, freezing completely as you roll his clit between your fingers.
𝕾𝖚𝖌𝖚𝖗𝖚 squirts all over the both of you, his warm cum and the tightness of his pussy send you over the edge as the knot in your stomach breaks.
Your hips stutter and you groan loudly as you completely sheath your entire length inside his pussy, the tip of your dick touches his cervix as a bludge appears on his tummy and you pump his womb full of your thick, hot cum.
𝕾𝖚𝖌𝖚𝖗𝖚 lets out a downright pornographic moan as his womb gets filled with your cum. He can feel your tip against his cervix pumping your cum directly into his womb, your length twitching inside his tight walls, your rough fingers still relentlessly rub his clit raw, working him through his orgasm.
It's too much as fat tears roll down his face, his eyes glaze over and his entire body goes limp, his hands stop clawing at your back and fall to his sides, his chest heaves up and down as he tries to catch his breath.
Black spots start to cloud his vision and he passes out from the overstimulation and sheer exhaustion.
Your dick is still twitching and pumping him full of cum as you try and stabilize your breathing. You look down at the now unconscious 𝕾𝖚𝖌𝖚𝖗𝖚.
His eyes are closed, his plump lips are slightly parted, his long black hair clings to his face as sweat glistens across his skin, which is covered in bites and bruises.
Your eyes trail down his muscular body to where the two of you are connected and you groan as you feel your dick getting hard again at the sight of 𝕾𝖚𝖌𝖚𝖗𝖚'𝖘 swollen, abused pussy stuffed with your dick, leaking your cum, his clit is puffy and red and sudden you have the overwhelming urge to fuck your cum back into him even if hes unconscious.
Okay random thought over that's all I got.
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nishikiace · 8 months
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fucking dazai against a window
ftm! bottom! Dazai Osamu
Warnings: top!male!reader, dom!reader - amab anatomy, ftm!character - afab!anatomy, grinding, wall / window sex, rough sex
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its a rite of passage for anyone who has ever met dazai to want to push him out of a window because he's just so damn annoying.
for you though, it's more fun to push him into a window. a floor-to-ceiling highrise somewhere in the port mafia headquarters, where he's not supposed to be.
your hand is clasped over his neck and holding his head to the glass, biting meanly at his lips and inhaling every moan that rips from his throat as your hips grind between his legs. your other hand travels to his underwear, teasing the rim of the fabric and feeling his stomach shake under each feather-soft touch.
dazai squirms impatiently and wraps his legs around your hips, bucking tightly, rubbing his soaked cunt all over your slacks, gyrating his achy clit against your cold sharp zipper through his panties.
"p-please, touch me already!" he whines, glassy eyes pleading you to spread him out and stuff him full.
your hand dips sharply into his soaked underwear to pinch his clit, earning loud yelp, before you tear the fabric away to reveal his pulsing cunt to the cold air. you grind his bare pussy harder into your belt and zipper as he wails from the cold metal and sharp texture and writhes in painful pleasure.
"don't! nng, please! wait-ah! fuck me!" dazai begs with a wrecked sound.
you grin, "why should i?" gripping his thighs tighter around your waist to rut harder between his shaking legs.
"i need you inside s-so fucking bad," the zipper catches on his clit. "FUCK! p-please!"
he's about to cry, so you should probably take some mercy on him. you unbuckle and unzip with one hand, the other supporting him between the glass and your body. you grip your cock and slide it between his slick pussy lips, skipping his hole with every pass. a loud whine escapes his lips as he bucks forward to try get you to just fuck him already so you stop.
grabbing your cock, you tap the head roughly against his clit, dazai's thighs involuntarily spasming with each tap and high pitched whimpers leaving his shaking lips. just as he's opening his mouth to beg more, you grip onto his hip and push in with one rough stroke. a scream rips from dazai's marked throat, head hitting the glass and back arched into you, eyes rolling and tears finally falling as he gets filled.
"w-wait! too fast! that's too much!" he pleads in between punched out screams as you fuck into him violently, grinding his clit between your bodies. his mouth is wide open from panting and the fullness of your cock in his tight cunt, so you spit in his mouth and watch him drool more. he can't stop himself from incoherently babbling every time he feels the head of your cock bully his cervix, wailing as you speed up and fuck his fragile body into the cold glass with each mean thrust.
suddenly he chokes, screaming breaking in his throat as his back arches painfully and his pussy gushes out clear liquid all over your cock. you can feel his insides trembling and spasming as you push in.
"no more... fuck please no more!" dazai cries, hurtling towards another orgasm that tenses and shakes his weak body. he grabs onto you desperately, curling into your body as he shudders and sobs into your shoulder, convulsions wracking his frame. a few more thrusts and you bury deep inside his beaten cunt before slipping out and dropping your hold on his body.
with nothing to press him to the window, his legs give out and he lands on the floor weakly, pussy spread open to the cold air. his thighs are glistening and his abused cunt is drooling onto the parquet with creamy slick and cum, flushed chest rising and falling rapidly as he fails to return to reality. the window behind him is cracked.
"don't try to sneak in again." you say, fixing your irreparably stained trousers and walking out.
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consider... Ghost babytrapping reader. It's something some could see Soap or Graves doing, but never Simon.
He's so sly and sneaky, never showing his needs, but when he senses you drifting away, he will slip a pill in your drink when he's sure he's ovulating to ride you till sunset, making sure to milk you dry
a/n: god I love these requests
minors DNI- warnings: baby-trapping duh, trans ghost as well
ghost wasn’t ever going to admit how much he wanted you, how much he needed you in fact. He didn’t want to put into words how he felt- but he knew deep in his gut that you were his, right? You had to be his in some way. You and him had been friends for quite a while, and eventually just enough more that he could call you to his barrack any time of night and have that perfect feeling of sex fade into his senses with you
that’s all you really were though- fuck buddies. God he hated that term, it made his gut boil with envy and hate that someone could slide into your life and end it all so easily. No, no, that couldn’t happen. He wouldn’t let it happen.
these thoughts all brewed in his mind over the months, but the thing that set it all in motion was when he saw you at the closest base pub getting all close to some civilian. That’s what truly got him going, the fact you were flirting with a civilian- not even part of the team, although he’s not quite sure if that would have been worse.
sure he could tell you his feelings straight up, but where’s the point in that?
so he made a plan. It started in physical motion the second you got back from base and he texted you to come to his room for the usual quick fuck, nothing horrible so far
he had this all planned out- unknown to you of course. Any condom you have now has little needle holes poked in and any drink at his house has just a smidge of something he found just to make sure he takes
he rides you all fucking night even when your half asleep and tired, he still keeps bouncing on your length, his body clenching around your member and his folds wet and inviting as if he was trying to keep every little drop inside of him, his gummy walls squeezing every little drop he can get out of you and cockwarming you till you fall asleep next to him
he just felt it in his bones that it was gonna take, it just had to. And god was he close to bouncing in joy when he pulled out a test a few days later and it came up positive, him getting ready to put on some fake tears to tell you. You couldn’t really just be fuck buddies now, could you?
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l1tw1ck · 7 months
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bottom!ftm!yandere!stepson x top!male!stepdad reader
AFAB Language Used
CW: Non-Con, Stepcest, Obsession, Drugging, Daddy Kink, Pregnancy Mention, Baby Trapping
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Ever since you moved in, your stepson couldn't help but fall in love with you. He adores you and hangs onto every word you say. He wishes you loved him instead of his dad. He knows you would prefer him if you just gave him a chance. He's tried so many times to seduce you and get you to fall for him but you never seem to realize his intentions. He got tired of it and extremely impatient so he decided to take a not so great route to make you his.
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You wake up in a dimly lit room tied to a chair. You're naked. In front of you is your...also naked stepson. He grins when he notices you're awake. He climbs onto your lap, avoiding your hard length. "good morning, daddy." He looks at you demurely. You look at him weirdly, dealing with the after effects of whatever drug he used on you. He takes your hands and brings them to his chest. You squish his plush breasts, earning a soft moan from him. You rub your thumbs against his nipples, happy to play with his chest. He rubs his t-dick against your cock. "d'you like my tits, daddy?" He asks sweetly. You make a noise that means "yes". You're too drugged to realize the situation you're in and too focused on his chest to speak. He blushes in response. "you can touch them whenever you want.." He brings his hand down to touch your length. "do you wanna fuck me too?" He asks. Ironic that he's asking for consent in a situation like this. You nod. He lifts himself up and lowers himself down onto your cock, biting his lip and grinning with pleasure as you stretch out his previously virgin pussy.
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He bounces happily on your cock, overjoyed that you "accepted" his love. He notices your expression. "Are you gonna come?" He asks, grinning even wider. "Gonna- gonna come inside and knock me up, Daddy?" He moves faster. You nod and grab his hips, making him ride you at the pace you decided for him. He lets you do it, his grin somehow growing even wider as you slow down. You stop completely, pumping your load into his cunt. He giggles softly, tracing his stomach with his finger. Now you can't leave him.
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thegnomelord · 2 months
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Locker-room jokes
CW:NSFW MDNI, FTM reader and Gaz, frotting, oral, first times, masc terms (cock, cocklet, bottom growth) this is based off a post I saw somewhere and a talk I had with @embry-garrick . Author isn't trans so tell me if this sucks lol
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Guys comparing dick sizes in the locker room is a joke as old as time. You'd never considered entertaining it as it always came off stupid to you. . . yet here you are.
The locker room is thankfully empty except for you and Gaz, the silence buzzing beneath your skin and leaving you awkwardly shifting your weight from one leg to the other. It's not like you two haven't seen each other naked before, God knows some of the communal showers on different bases were little bigger than shoe boxes, but the expectation to do more than just catch a glimpse — that makes you feel naked.
Agreeing to this had been easy, but now that it came time to put your words were your mouth was you realize you were too arrogant; You can't quite make yourself meet Gaz's gaze, eyes flickering from his face to the darkened lines beneath his pecks, to the sparce trail of body hair that disappears down beneath the towel wrapped around his hips before returning to his face, your cheeks burning.
"Oh, is someone nervous?" Gaz shows you mercy by sauntering closer, gun calloused hands finding their place on your hips and thumbs slipping beneath the towel's hem. "Scared you're not going to be able to rise to the occasion?" His voice has a teasing lilt to it as he snickers at his own words.
You open your mouth to speak but you're forced to bite your tongue when Kyle presses against you, chest to chest and skin to skin. He tilts his head back, your noses brushing together. "You know," His lips brush against yours, just a ghost and a promise something more should you listen to him. "You could just quit while you're ahead and save yourself the embarrassment."
Even the miniscule sensation of his lips on yours leaves your body wanting more, your ribs aching to be wrenched open so he can hold your heart in his hands. Damn tempter.
You ignore your body's wants, the knowledge of him testing you making something burn in your chest. "In your dreams." You repeat the same words that got you into this mess, the words that awakened his competitive streak.
You mimic him by gripping his hips and clutching the towel barely hanging around him. But there's a small tremor in your hands, anxiety nibbling on your nerves — You're treading new ground, the furthest you two ever got was drunken make out sessions and heavy groping in bathrooms or broom closets or Price's office that one time.
Kyle doesn't mention the tremble, your actions earning yourself a pleased grin from him. "Ooh, aren't you arrogant." Which is good; it wouldn't be fun if you were a wet rag about it. Kyle's fingers shift to skirt across your sides before gripping your towel tighter. "Tell you what, we take them off together, yeah?"
"Aren't you thoughtful." Your words make him grin, but you nod your head. "Fine—" You grip his towel, the muscles in your arm tensing. "One, two, three-"
You barely manage to say the last number before Kyle yanks the towel off your hips and tosses it carelessly on the nearby bench. You scramble to do the same, your hands suddenly your mortal enemies as you stumble around a bit while you feel his eyes on you before you manage to take his towel off.
Gaz knows he looks good, he's proud of his body, but the way your eyes travel across his frame — from his face to his chest, following the happy trail of sparce hair down his abdomen to his groin where the neatly trimmed pubic hair accentuates the length of his bottom growth— has blood rushing to his cock, has him feeling high as a kite.
He looks you over up and down, both to see your embarrassment grown and because he's pleased by what he sees. His eyes settles to your groin where a bush of hair partly obscures your own bottom growth, glancing between you and himself. "I reckon I'm bigger."
Something about the way he says it, like he's a jaguar that just caught a cayman, sparks something inside you. "Only because you're smooth as a baby's ass." You growl and push a hand between your bodies, trapping your cock between two fingers and spreading them slightly so it's fully on display. "I'm bigger." You can't help but press a chaste kiss on the tip of his nose, some of your arrogance coming back.
Kyle tries not to, but a pleased noise escapes his throat — you're definitely bigger, at least half an inch if not more. He's not willing to admit defeat that quickly, but fuck, the change in your attitude is a major turn on.
"Cheater." The accusation would be far more hurtful if he didn't press himself closer, one hand holding your shoulder, the other sliding down to hold his cocklet. "Just gotta-" But he doesn't stop there, slowly stroking the length of it between his fingers, thumb swirling across the tip. "-I'll show you big."
"Now who's cheating?" You snark, using your free hand to hold Kyle tightly so he doesn't lose his balance. You don't stop him, mesmerized by the way each languid stroke has his cock chubbing up a bit more, slick easing the glide as it glistens across his flushed flesh.
"You started it-hah!—" You pick the moment to grind your groin into his, the tip of your cocklet roughly grinding against his and forcing a small punched out noise from his lungs.
"Whoops." You grunt, pleasure starting to simmer in your veins as you grind your cock against his again. "Sorry, just needed to get the right angle." Your tone makes the lie obvious but you can't be bothered to make it sound believable, the combination of shifting of your hips and the slow movement of your hand as you stroke yourself at the same tempo as him has lightning rushing up your spine. "I'm still bigger than you."
"Bastard!" The curse morphs into a short laugh and finally into a moan that bounces off the tiled walls, his head tilting forward to place a sloppy and disorganized kiss on your cheek. Kyle pants against your skin, leaving crescent shaped bruises on your shoulder from how tightly he grips you. "Hold on, I just have to-" He moans again, rocking his hips to meet yours that has the sensitive heads of your cocklets bumping together. "-fuck- fuck- just, give me a minute it gets bigger."
"What's wrong Kyle, failing to rise to the occasion?" You have no idea how wet that smug tone of yours makes him, but with how obscenely loudly his slick squelches against his fingers, Kyle's sure you'll figure it out soon. "Here, let me help you."
It's Kyles turn to be surprised when you push him into one of the stalls, his back meeting the cold tiles of the shower. "What are you planning?" He grunts, a yelp escaping him when you suddenly grab his thighs, picking up and bending him nearly in half until your head's cradled between his thighs and his cock's inches away from your mouth. The years of gymnastics makes the position possible, the numb pain of muscles deep in his back stretching making the pleasure so much sharper.
You blow cold air across his sensitive cocklet, watching it twitch with need. "Relax, just getting a better look." The way his thighs shake when you lick a slow stripe up his cock has your mind buzzing, the needy sound that breaks past his lips sweet as honey to your ears. "I'm gonna help you get as big as you can." It's hard to look away from his cock but you force yourself to look up at Gaz, resting his cocklet against your lips. "It's only fair."
"You-" Whatever he wanted to say next is cut off when you take his entire cock in your mouth, resting it on your tongue for a few moments before you suck. "-oh fuck!" His hands scramble to find purchase on your shoulders, gripping your hair as he hunches over, his mouth right next to your ear so you can head a moan leave him — deep and low and so desperate.
It makes you want to pull more of those sounds out of him. And you do — sloppily slurping on his cocklet for a few seconds only to pull off to lick it, alternating between slow strong swipes of your tongue across his entire shaft to small kitten licks on his tip. Occasionally you pull off entirely to blow cold air across it, keeping him teetering on that edge of pleasure, silencing the sounds of discontent with a few swipes near his hole before taking all of him into your mouth to repeat the cycle.
You don't know what's more intoxicating; You feel yourself grow drunk off the slightly sweet and musky taste of his slick that runs down your chin, the image of his abdominal muscles fluttering and thighs shaking from the building pleasure in his belly burned into your mind, Kyles babbles of "Yeah, like th- fuck, fuck, fuck- that- pleas-hah—" and calls of your name broken by moans and whimpers like the song of angels.
You feel him get closer to the edge, or at least you assume so by the way the grinding of his hips into your face grows erratic, your name being the only word that still clings to his brain as he chants it like a mantra, his fingers shaking from how tightly he grips your shoulders.
Kyle makes a sound like a wounded animal when you suddenly pull off, "-no-no-nono!" He cries, hips still bucking into the air with the need to tumble over the edge of pleasure, tears staining his cheeks as he manages to force out a weak glare. "Wh- why w-gh!- why?"
"We still have to compare." Your voice is rough like you'd been gurgling shards of glass, holding him steady as you lower him enough to wrap his legs around your waist, pressing your bodies together until you're smushing him into the wall.
He doesn't complain as the sudden move has your bottom growths rubbing against one another, and only now do you realize your body is as desperate as his. "Y- ah fuck- yeah right." There's still that fire in him, but now he uses it to grip the back of your skull and mush your lips together, ignoring the taste of himself on your lips. "Just-shit mh!- move."
Kyle's heels digging into your flank makes you rock forward, grinding your cocks together. Your slick mixes together, your pubic hair sticking to his skin and tickling the sensitive flesh of his cock with every thrust. He openly moans into your mouth, licking in and around your open mouth, trying to clean off the slick staining your skin but only making a bigger mess as spit now mixes with his juices.
Kyle feels like he's burning up, like he's just a puddle of please — the pace you set is rough and your kisses are sloppy and desperate and it feels like Heaven. Gaz wraps all four limbs around you tightly yet he still gyrates his pelvis to meet yours, every nerve in your bodies feeling like a live wire as pleasure builds and builds until it's ready to spill over.
"Fuck- Kyle-" You grunt, your fingers leaving bruises on his flesh, his back sliding up and down against the tiles as you increase your pace, every brush of his flesh against yours banging on your skull. "I'm -mhm- close."
"Mh- me too-" He slurs against your lips, kissing you until both of you are gasping for air. "please-please-please-love- make us cum, plea- ah fuck!—" Kyle shouts as his orgasm finally crashes into him, toes curling and head tilting to bite your shoulder in an attempt to silence himself as he cums, hole fluttering around nothing and cock throbbing as slick runs down his thighs.
The pain and pleasure comes for you a second later, you grip him so harshly you can feel his bones groan as you cum too, your hips grinding together to prolong the mind numbing pleasure, your teeth finding his shoulder as you bite down as well.
You don't know how the Hell you're still standing by the time you come down from your high, every muscle in your body straining like you'd just went through a suicide mission. Kyle's no better, shaking like a leaf and completely boneless in your arms, panting into your neck.
You kiss the bite mark you've left on his shoulder, gently bumping your head into his to gain his attention, "Kyle?" You ask, "Are you alright?"
"Fuuuuck lovie," Kyle groans, barely able to lift his head enough to give you a sloppy kiss on the cheek. "That was good." His fingers idly scratch your scalp, the low rasp of his fucked out voice makes your cock twitch half-heartedly but you're too worn out to get aroused again. "Remind me to blow you when I can feel my legs again."
Yeah, he's alright.
A small laugh breaks past your lips and you give him a similarly sloppy kiss. "I will." Somehow you manage to sit down on the floor, Kyle laying on top of you, as content as a spoiled cat.
"Just so you know." He whispers into your ear, his fingers slowly sliding across your sides, thumbs rubbing lazy absentminded circles into your skin. "I want a do-over of this contest." He grins, and fuck, you can't get past how handsome he looks like that. "Maybe in my room, yeah?"
You can't refuse. "Yeah."
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helloanime · 1 month
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Zhongli's Stalker/Lover! Bottom!FTM!Zhongli x Top!Male!Reader Warning: Cunnilingus, drinking, drugs, stalking, unprotected sex, mentions of female genitals Zhongli doesn't even know how it came to this, hell, his brain isn't even functioning properly, all because of you. Currently, you're eating out this spoken-highly-of dragon's cunt, making him a moaning, cumming mess. Before this, a few hours ago, Zhongli was just at the bar, drinking alcohol, little did he know, that someone spiked one of his drinks when he was already just slightly tipsy. Since he's a dragon and a Geo Archon, he couldn't really get fully drunk, but Zhongli had drank very strong liquor, so he got just a bit drunk. And that allowed, someone -you- to spike his drink. After you spiked his drink, he had passed out, and when he woke up, all he saw was darkness. You had tied up his arms to the headboard of the bed and blindfolded him, he doesn't even know who did this, yet. Once you realized he had woken up from his slumber, in your usual, soft, and velvety voice, you say "Oh, you're finally awake, my love! Did you enjoy your sleep?~" Zhongli floundered around, knowing that he had been drugged, that stripped away his Geo elemental powers. "Who are you and what do you want?!" Zhongli said firmly in his calm tone, despite his helplessness. "It's me, dear, [Name]~ Your one and only~" you speak with a soft, but malicious tone. Zhongli stops thrashing around immediately, his beautiful orange and brown eyes widening underneath the blindfold. When you finally take the blindfold off, you can see Zhongli, the fear swimming in his eyes.... Oh how that only fueled your sadistic side and lewd desire. You've known Zhongli for a while, and you're obsessed with him. Yes, you're a stalker for Zhongli, but who wouldn't be if they knew your precious angel? You've always said that to yourself to bury down the guilt, -aka, the sane part of you- and it works. Back to the present, you continue to eat out Zhongli who's completely out of it, his slender fingers intertwined with your (h/c) locks, soft whimpers and moans escaping past his perfect, soft, dreamy lips. This was literally out of a -your- dream, this calm, strong man, falling apart in front of you, presenting himself, his cunt dripping their delicious juices onto your chin. You're like a starved man as you eat him out. And when you reveal your length, Zhongli can feel his eyes widening, and his pink hue on his cheeks turning scarlet. Zhongli and you know that he is scared, but more excited than any other feeling. You slip your length inside Zhongli's pussy, cooing soft praises and comfort in his ear, the dragon arching his back once you were fully inside, his mesmerizing brownish-orange eyes dissapeared to the back of his head, he had already squirted around your cock and you've only just put it in. Zhongli could feel your cock fitting snuggly inside of his dripping pussy, the tip of your cock kissing his cervix, making him cum again. Your cock was girthy and lengthy, pressing all of the right and sensitive spots inside of him. Since you didn't have a condom on, he could feel the skin of your cock pressing in him. At first you were thrusting in and out slowly and sensually so Zhongli could get used to your length. But after a bit, you started speeding up, you started speeding up, his moans getting louder as well. "Hnnng! a-aahh~♥" Zhongli moaned out, white ropes of cum spurting out of his cock. "Such a good slut for me, hm?" You hummed out, your tone soft and innocent despite the dirty words. After a while, you cum inside of him, despite his pleas of 'no' yet in his head, he kept on repeating "Cum in me, please~". You gently stroke Zhongli's long, soft, disheveled hair.
You gently take a clean, but damp cloth, cleaning up Zhongli a bit, the dragon shuddering a bit from the dampness of the cloth, before his eyes widen a bit. You had just picked him up, bridal style, you carry Zhongli's sensitive body to the bathroom. The bathroom pristine, fancy and clean, but cozy. A light on the ceiling, the lighting is a soft mellow white, so it doesn't hurt your eyes, but still lights up the room, there was a tub and shower, the shower had glass doors, while the tub was sparkly clean, towels hung up where they are meant to be, the towels pure white, definitely clean. You gently sit Zhongli down on the toilet seat, turning on the faucet of the shower tub, putting your hand in it to make sure it wasn't too cold or too hot for your dear dragon. Once the bath was ready, you set Zhongli down in the tub, making sure he was comfortable, you get in the tub as well, sitting behind Zhongli, despite having unwilling sex with you, Zhongli still enjoyed it. You wash the dragon's hair tenderly, like you did with the rest of his body. You had to clean your cum out of him so.... you had to put a finger back in his pussy, gently scraping it out. Zhongli was now facing you, his face buried in your shoulder, moaning softly at the sensation. The noises close to your ears, traveling down to your dick, you were getting hard again, but it would've probably been too much for Zhongli, so you ignore it. You finish cleaning the exhausted dragon, drying him off and putting your clothes on him after you took him out of the tub and sat him down on the toilet seat. You carry Zhongli's limp body to your bed, you had changed the sheets before cleaning Zhongli, so you just had to lay Zhongli down. You lay down beside him, wrapping your arms around Zhongli's body, the two of you cuddling. The last thing you say and hear before nodding off is "I love you". You both fall asleep in each other's warm, comforting embrace... (A/N: This is my first actual post that isn't a choose your ending like the Jealousy one. I saw that I got a lot -well to me- of likes on that post, i hope you guys used the actual AI Bot where the original little script came from. Thank you for all of those likes!)
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gatorbites-imagines · 4 months
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If you're interested I'd like to request some ftm Mihawk X service top Male reader, like goddam I really wanna worship this man and eat him out/mark him 😭
Ftm Dracule Mihawk x male reader
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I love Mihawk, hes one of the few one piece characters I can look at and think “he definitely smells good”. I was listening to dark academia when writing this, since I felt it fit Mihawk.
Mixed terminology for Mihawks bits, like usual.
Mihawk carries a lot of stress in his day-to-day life, I mean, how couldn’t be. He doesn’t show it, at least not to those who don’t know him. But as his partner, you can spot it immediately when he’s more tense than usual.
There is nothing you love more than to make Mihawk feel good, which results in many people thinking you are some kind of lovesick fool. (for some reason I imagine Gomez and Morticia Addams in this dynamic)
Many thing Mihawk is cold, aloof and emotionless, that he doesn’t return your strong emotional acts, but you know he has his own ways to show his love. Like the way he lets you take care of him and puts down his defenses around you, in the way he caresses your cheek in the morning, or how he brings you small trinkets from his travels.
You cant help but yearn to make Mihawk feel as good as you possibly can, especially on days where he clearly needs to let off some steam.
It starts with a bath of the highest quality, with Mihawks favorite scents and soaps, where you’ll even go as far as wash his hair and beard for him, massaging at his tense shoulders and arms.
Massages has become one of the easiest ways to make Mihawk unwind, as he only lets you do it, so his body immediately knows its safe and that he doesn’t need to be on guard when you massage him.
He does grumble and give you a half-hearted glare when you start nipping and sucking hickeys on his neck and arms, calling you a possessive bastard, especially when you keep leaving hickeys where everyone can see as he goes around shirtless.
In the earlier period of your relationship, he would never allow it, but nowadays he lets you pick him up out of the bathtub, dry him off, even lets you rub his favorite lotion into his skin.
If you end up sliding to your knees between his thighs when he’s sitting on the counter, who but you two would know. Mihawk has never been much of a moaner or for making noise in general, but you can always see that your loving and caring touches lights a fire in him, as he’s always wet on your fingers when you rub them through his folds.
He leans back against the mirror as you lick and suck at his cock and folds, experience guiding you in the best ways to make his thighs quiver and breath stutter.
Only after hes cum will you pull back, wiping your mouth and picking your swordsman back up, moving him into the bedroom and laying him down on the silky sheets that cover the huge bed you guys share.
As much as Mihawk wants to keep going from where you left off in the bathroom, you just spread him out and go off to grab the massage oil, rolling him onto his front so you can start actually working into his back.
Mihawk always feels your erection pressing against the small of his back as you knead at his tight muscles, something inside him feeling hot and gooey at the knowledge that you are so aroused, but you always want to take care of him more.
You take the chance to leave more bites and hickeys as you work down his back and to his legs, spreading his thighs apart so you can rub at them too. Of course, you take the chance to lift his hips a bit and lick through his folds again, causing Mihawk to gasp into the sheets.
The fact that you are the only person to see Mihawk Dracule like this, splayed out across the sheets and so relaxed, muscles lax and hips rolling lazily back against your tongue, almost has you bursting right then and there.
As you keep eating him out, you rub down as much of his legs as you can, pulling away from his cunt with a string of fluids connecting your tongue and his heat so you can scoot down and rub down his feet too, much to Mihawks annoyance.
Rolling him onto his back, you do the same to his front, making sure to kiss at his top surgery scars and leave bites down his stomach, before sucking his cock between your legs as you hike on of his legs over your shoulder.
Mihawk is a vision as he basks in pleasure, arms tucked under his head and eyes half lidded as they look down at you. He looks soft and pliable, but somehow still so powerful, even as he lets you pretty much worship him with your hands and mouth.
Its only after he mumbles for you to get on with it that you slide fingers into him, crooking them just the way he likes as you roll his cock in lazy circles with your tongue, the flat side of your tongue rubbing the bundle of nerves enough to send a tingling feeling up his spin.
As you open him up, you make sure to mumble compliments, about how strong he is, how much you love him and his body, how much you think about him and crave him whenever he is away.
All this praise and touching culminates in a second orgasm, starting slowly in his stomach and warming over time, as you of so lazily draw it out of him, your movements and actions having no rush even as he gasps, thighs clamping down on either side of your head.
As he calms down from the orgasm, you move away from his crotch to press kisses against his lower stomach instead, rubbing a loving hand up and down his thigh so as to not overstimulate him.
At some point Mihawk grabs onto your hair and pulls at it, pulling you up on top of him instead, hooking his legs around your hips as he stares at you intensely. Theres no need for words to express what he wants, especially as his pupils are bigger than normal, and there’s a flush to his cheeks.
Your pants and boxers are easily kicked off to the floor, and after slipping on a condom, you carefully push inside his slit, all the prep and work to make him relax easing the way, making it easy for you to bottom out.
What you two experience is more like the act of making love, compared to fucking. Hips rolling in slow loose thrusts, lips pressing together in an open-mouthed kiss as you breathe one another in as hands explore and grab at whatever flesh they can find.
There is no hurry, like there has been no hurry the entire night, its all about making Mihawk feel good in your eyes, your own need for orgasm completely leaving your mind, or maybe having never even been present in the first place.
The third orgasm Mihawk experiences has his eyes clenching shut, mouth dropping open into a beautiful O shape, as soundless moans tremble out of him, cunt gripping tighter onto your shaft as he shudders through it.
His toes curl and fingers dig into your back, Mihawk almost forgetting to breathe until you remind him, making him gasp. You almost want to pull out, since your own end means nothing, but Mihawks legs stay locked around your hips, rocking you in and out of him.
Your orgasm leaves your vision going black for a second or two, the feeling washing through you like a wave as you grunt and cling closer to your lover, filling the latex wrapped around your shaft with a moan, mixed with yet another mumble of praise for the man you love.
You two stay pressed up against each other for a while, just basking in the others presence, until it starts to get uncomfortable.
Pulling out, you discard of the soiled condom, and go about cleaning up, getting new sheets on the bed, and wiping your lover down as he lays lax and half asleep, though Mihawk is never fully asleep until you crawl back into bed with him.
Its only times like this that he gets to completely relax, falling asleep against your side as you caress his hair and rub his back. Its some of the best sleep Mihawk ever gets, knowing that you are there to love him and care for him. The multiple orgasms also help with putting him to sleep.
Its only after Mihawk is completely asleep that you close your eyes. You never go fully to sleep, keeping some of your consciousness alert, just in case you’ll end up needing it. Its mainly to allow Mihawk to get the deep sleep he needs, without having to worry about keeping his guards up himself. And you’ll do anything for your partner.
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rosedom · 4 months
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currently thinking about guys who need to feel full—large cocks up their cunt and ass, cute bulges above their navel from how well they're filled up. i wanna have a guy in my lap all nice n' full, my cock throbbing where it's buried deep in his cunt as a thick dildo is stretching out his ass.
he wouldn't even ask me to move; instead, he'll be sitting comfy but throbbing, his own cock achey, over my thighs. he'd be leaking all over both our laps, a sticky-wet mess, yet he'd just be sweetly dozing, mind muddled and swaddled in soft cotton. i can nudge him or kiss his forehead, and he'll only reply with a lil' mumble or quiet moan.
"comfy?" i could ask, but i'll already know the answer. he'd be dozing, for chrissake—who could doze if they weren't comfy? i digress; rather, maybe i'd ask if he wants to cum. except he won't reply because his ears are overflowing with the cotton in his pretty mind, so that's out of the question.
i think, then, that maybe it'd be best to be quiet. quiet as the guy on my lap is filled to the brim and contentedly murmuring little nothings into my neck; quiet as he is, all full and content.
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astroknottt · 6 months
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FUCKING SUGURU IN FRONT OF HIS LIL CULT BROO (bonus if the r! is a non-sorcerer, but it rlly don't matter)
# 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔 drabble !
“𝐘𝐎𝐔’𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐎 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐆𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔”, his knees burned and he couldn’t stop crying. his nails hurt from digging into the wooden floor to the point where blood painted the tiles. you were digging him out so deep, his hole clenching and tugging at your cock—pulling you deeper and deeper into his pretty cunt.
“this is your god? the man you dumbasses worship huh?”, his long black hair was wrapped around your hand, tugging back on the locks as your pelvis collided with his ass. his spine was curved deliciously, the robe pushed up to his mid back as he cried out like a two dollar whore.
the group of worshippers surrounded you you both, watching in amusement but also confusion. this what not the man they’d come to love and worship. was he sick? allowing a “monkey” to dick him down in their sacred home?
their amazing leader, tongue lolled out and eyes crossed into the back of his skull, calling out your name like you were everything he needed. like he worshipped you, pleading for you to fill his pink cunt with all your cum.
“look at him!”, in one swift movement you lifted his head while continuously pounding into him, his wetness leaving a white ring around your cock from his arousal and previous orgasms. “taking a non-sorcerer’s dick like a fucking champ”
you were the acceptation. you flashed geto that pretty dimpled smile and he dropped his panties with ease, never did he think he would be getting fucked dumb in front of those who looked up to him. it was embarrassing, but fuck did it make his pussy thump with arousal.
“fuck! gimme more! a-ah oh god! y-you’re so deep ahnn!”, geto drools over himself a complete difference from the non fearing and all powerful curse used these strangers have come to idolize. it sparked talk amongst the crowd.
the lower area of of tummy felt heavy, you were practically punching his womb at this point. touching areas he could’ve never thought was possible and in turn pulling the most whorish sounds from mouth. nonetheless he giggled and begged for more like the proper slut he was.
maybe you could convince him to have this smooth brained idiots to serve you as well.
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havensins · 10 months
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pls pls idk if this is where we send submissions but pls pls write abt ftm whinny whimpery mess peter parker or marc spector as theyre being bred by reader, creampie after creampie. Marc or Peter depending on who u choose to write for are a mess, moaning, whimpering and letting out pathetic noises, covered in bites and hickies fhkshfjddjjdjdjd The reader is rough with them but still peppers them with soft kisses and sweet nonsense in their ears as theyre being fucked
i chose to do peter parker for this bc it just fits so well?? like omg just think about it.
ftm peter who’s on his back with his legs wrapped around your waist as he holds you so close that your chests touch. he’s weakly scratching at your back as you fuck into him.
he couldn’t even remember how many times he’d came or how many times you came, he just knows he can feel the warmth of your cum being fucked back into him with every thrust.
and peter, bless his heart, is already so sensitive by nature! with the first time you cum in him, he’s already trembling and shaking and.. and then you don’t stop. you keep fucking him like he’s your own personal toy to use as you leave load after load in his cunt.
and the balance between the rough snaps of your hips into his cs the way you’re holding him as if he’s glass nearly gives him whiplash. he’s trembling in your hold as you kiss down his neck, and you can feel his short nails scratching at your back when you hold him flush to your hips as you cum in him once again.
pulling away, he looks so perfect. you wish you had a physical camera to take a picture of the sight. he’s littered in hickies and bite marks. his hair is splayed over the pillows in a messy fashion, he’s flushed red and covered in a light sheen of sweat.
the moment is so perfect, you couldn’t help but rock your hips up a little. “how much more do you think i could stuff your pretty pussy, peter?” you ask him, still rocking into him slowly. “wan’ your cum,” he whines, gasping harshly and you can feel the vice like grip his gummy walls had on your cock.
you just grin down at him, draping your body over his as you kiss behind his ear. “you can have whatever you’d like,”
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