#totnsfw

[valkyrayn]

made for me // posted on ao3

Pairing: Marius von Hagen x afab!reader

Words: 1,641

Tags: unprotected sex, dirty talk, creampie, loud sex, rough sex, just porn really

This starts off gentle. You can feel the wind softly brushing against your heated skin as your tongues dance together. Besides the sound of yours and his heavy breathing, you can hear the faint sound of mandolin being played just outside the building—reminding you that you’re not in Stellis.

You can taste the wine on his lips and you swear it’s laced with an aphrodisiac because you’re addicted to him. Your body has been yearning for him the entire night, for his body, for his hands to be everywhere on you and inside you. You press your palm against his broad chest and he lets out this soft, breathless sigh against your lips that makes you feel weak in the knees, before pulling himself away from the kiss.

He's so big compared to you—the way he’s towering over you like this as he envelops you with his whole body. His large hands are on your thigh and the other is flat against your back, holding you tightly against him as if you’re the most fragile thing in the world. You feel his heaving chest against yours, your breathing matching his—laboured and desperate. He shifts you in his arms, so he can nuzzle his face against the crook of your neck. A soft moan escapes your lips at the feeling of his hot breath on your skin, followed by the wet sensation of his tongue licking up the side of your neck. Your cunt clenches when he starts sucking on your skin to leave his marks on you—from your neck, down to your collarbone. This man, your man, is branding your skin on the most visible of areas. ‘I want the whole world to know that you belong to me.

You will yourself to pull away so you can look at him, to take in his appearance and god, under the mauve coloured sunset of Florence, he looks so ethereal, almost godlike. You’re still reeling at the fact that he’s all yours. This attractive, tall and dark haired man with beautiful violet eyes whose body is made to please you. He stares into your eyes with such intensity filled with both love and lust, before moving down to your parted lips and then your heaving chest. “You’re so beautiful, my love…” his fingers trace the outline of your dress, reaching to the side before pulling down the zipper.

“I’ll take my time with you tonight…”

His cock feels so good inside you, every ridge and vein pressing against your tight walls, sliding in and out of you at a slow and tantalising pace. True to his words, he’s taking his time with you; different from what you’re used to with him—fast, rough and risky. One thing that’s constant though are the orgasms he puts your body through. Each one so earth-shattering, that it leaves you clawing at his chest as you breathlessly moan ‘oh god Marius’ over and over again like a prayer. You came so much in the past hour, on his cock, mouth and fingers—leaving him so utterly drenched with your release that his expensive black shirt is now sticking to his body.

Every once in a while, he’ll stop—allowing your body to recover. And he’ll brush the hair out of your face before burying his face against your neck once again, as he whispers his vows to you, the same vow he made when he got down on one knee for you. You’re reeling at this, how he’s able to make you so emotional and aroused at the same time. And then you feel the familiar stretch again, sending your eyes rolling to the back of your skull as he pushes himself back inside you.. “So fucking tight, baby. God, I love being inside you…”

The sound of the soft instrumental music outside is now completely drowned out by the sound of his hips meeting yours, the wet squelching of your dripping cunt and the loud noise of the headboard repeatedly banging against the wall as Marius fucks you harder into the mattress.

He knows when you’re about to cum. From the way you clench so tightly around him and as you slowly arch your back to receive more of him. He finds this so fucking sexy, how you’re pushing yourself towards him and pulling him deeper at the same time as you wrap your legs around him. “That's my good girl…my beautiful little slut. So greedy for me…aah…” Your walls tighten at that, that filthy nickname. Slut. The only man you’ll ever let call you that. The only man who’s allowed to do every obscene things in the book to you, to fuck you and make a mess out of you.

The orgasm is explosive, even stronger than the last. It’s so good, it’s so fucking good that you’re crying.

Your back is arching off the bed, eyes white and cunt gripping him like a vice. “Fuck, shit, fuck—!“ he curses, his body jerking against your hips as he unloads inside you. Thick hot spurts of cum painting your walls, filling you up so deliciously that it induces more orgasms before you even have the chance to recover.

“Marius ahn—feels so good…oh my god...”

You can’t focus on anything else besides the feeling of his throbbing cock inside you—thick and heavy, still violently pumping in and out your overstimulated pussy.

“Fuck baby. Turn around,” he commands, pulling out of you and lifting you up before you can even register his words. “Ass up in the air please…just like that. That’s my good girl.” His hand rests on your ass, as you try to find your balance in this new position. You plant your face onto the pillow and grip onto the sheets—dripping wet and ready for him to fuck you again. Marius pushes his tip in then pulls it out before rubbing it against your clit, smearing his cum that’s leaking out of you over your folds. He repeats this; teasing you until you’re all but whining and begging for him to shove his cock inside you again.

“Look at how well you stretch for me,” he pushes in deeper, a breathless gasp escape your lips when you feel his tip touching your womb. He’s so deep, so big, stretching you so full. He’s ruined you for other men, because you know that no one else will ever fill you up this good. “You take me in so well. You always do—fuck.” He rubs your clit with his fingers, adding more to the stimulation. Your whole body feels like it’s on fire, the sensation so overwhelming, you want to scream.

“Don’t hold back, baby. Let it out for me. Let the people outside hear how good it feels when I’m fucking you.” Your grip on the sheets tighten, knuckles turning white—it’s mind numbing, all consuming. The way he drives his thick cock back inside your cunt, hitting the perfect spot at each thrust—you finally understand how being fucked dumb feels like.

“aa—ahn marius oh my god—fuck oh fuck! It feels so fucking good, you make me—aah—feel so good…” You’re a rambling mess, your brain turning into mush and the only thing keeping you conscious is him whispering sweet nothings in your ear. “Can’t wait to make you my wife…my beautiful, perfect wife. God—just look at you,”

He grabs onto your hips to flip you onto your back so he can look at your face while he pushes himself back inside you. He pulls back and pushes your thighs closer to your chest. He looks at where you are connected, relishing at the way your cunt swallows his cock—his thrusts now slow and teasing, dragging out the last sliver of your sanity. He loves the way your eyes cross as you feel yourself getting closer to the edge once again.

Marius gathers your legs in one arm then folds you in half, his huge body towering over you now as he presses his hips against yours. He angles himself to drive his cock even deeper inside you—your grip around the sheet tightening even more that you swear it’s tearing apart. The little whimpers that you make drives him crazy. He wants to savour you, to pleasure you until you can’t take it anymore.

He wipes the tear at the side of your eye with his thumb, looking at you tenderly before driving his cock back inside you, knocking the breath out of your lungs. A high pitched moan is dragged out of you, particularly louder than before that there is without a doubt could be heard by the people downstairs.

His fingers find their way to your cunt to rub your clit, the sudden contact makes your body jerk and thrash against him. “I know baby, I know. Cum for me again…on my cock, as much as you want.” Your toes curl, eyes rolling to the back of your skull as you let yourself go—

“Fuck yesss baby…just like that. Such a good girl…” He stills inside you, feeling your walls clench and unclench around him, your entire body trembling as you gush all over him, drenching his thighs and the sheets with your combined fluids.

Marius supports his weight with his arms on either side of you as he tries to catch his own breath. You feel his cock twitch inside you, making you clench around him. He hisses at the overstimulation then buries his face against your neck.

“How are we ever going to top this once we get to our real honeymoon?” You ask playfully as you run your fingers through his hair, drenched in his own sweat. He chuckles against your neck before lifting his head up to smile down at you.

“Are you underestimating us, jiejie?” He asks, feigning hurt. And then he winks at you. “I’ll just have to fuck you harder then.”

#brainrotdump #marius von hagen smut #tears of themis smut #marius x reader #totnsfw

[ricebowl-san]

NXX team and how they caught Luke and Rosa banging each other (NSFW 🔞) Part 1 - Vyn

At 10pm, Vyn Richter remembered the important documents he left in the HQ. He went back and noticed how there was light evident from the gap underneath the door. A thought popped in his mind, thinking back how Luke and Rosa were hugging each other tight after the brown haired returned from his long mission given by NSB. 

“Did they forget to turn off the lights?” He thought and saw the door wasn’t even shut properly. “This could be very dangerous for the investigation.” 

The two of the team should have known not to do this lest there will be information leakage. He shook his head, pacing forward to close the door when he heard it. 

“Ah Luke, please!” 

Rosa? 

“That—! Oh dear! God! S-so deep! Yes!” 

Vyn blinked. He could not believe what he heard. But it was too obvious that the woman was clearly not speaking from a place of anguish. 

From the gap, he peered in, seeing how she was lying down on the desk, naked except for her knee high socks. Her buttocks were dangling off the furniture, with his hands firmly holding onto her waists as Luke kept pumping his dick into her cunt. 

“You like this, Rosa? Or do you want me to be gentler?” 

She answered by hooking her leg around his waist and rolling her hips to meet his urgent thrusts. 

“Faster. Faster, please—ah!—God, Luke, you’re just so—oh!—amazing!” 

Luke chuckled as his hand groped her jiggling boob, squeezing it and thumbing the hardened nipple. (She does have a very beautiful pair of breasts, Vyn noted). He leaned forward and sucked the areola so soundly, even Vyn could hear it. The detective then hiked her leg and threw it over his shoulder like a sash, penetrating his cock deeper by doing so. 

“Luke!” 

The psychiatrist gulped as he watched the couple going at it, causing the desk groaned and creaked underneath their intense copulation. How long had they been at it? He mentally calculated from the time the team dismissed their meeting of the day—probably around 8pm—and surmised the horny duo were having sex for 2 hours already. 

The documents that were originally piled on the furniture were pushed to the floor and he could not help but heave a sigh of relief that no important evidence was marred by their horny selves. 

‘At least, that’s one thing they managed to keep in mind.’

A part of him was disgusted by how the two treated the workplace as just another place for them to release their pent up sexual tension. Did they not know how loud their moans are or did they simply not care enough for that? 

But—another part of him decided to let it slide. 

He saw how Rosa’s eyes were brimming with tears as she ran towards Luke earlier that day. How tightly she hugged the detective who returned from another life threatening mission with zero contact with the outside world. He saw how Luke kissed her hair as he rubbed her back soothingly, promising her he returned unscathed. 

Vyn Richter decided, albeit against his own personal feelings, to let them copulate as much as they want in the sacred NXX HQ. He watched as they both screamed when orgasm hit them hard, observing the way they both panted haggardly in the aftermath of it and decided to pretend not to see that Luke kneeled down on the floor, pushing his face between her legs and eating his girlfriend up with so much gusto like there was no tomorrow. 

Only this one time though. 

He walked away, ignoring Rosa’s plea of wanting Luke to suck her clit harder and taking a mental note to check on them later at probably 5 in the morning afterwards. 

Though… 

When he came back at the said time, a blanket in hand, he could still hear the slaps of skin against skin and their mingled moans echoing in the room. He sneaked a look through the still unclosed door, knowing that at this point, the two simply cared nothing about the rest of the world and surely not even the psychiatrist himself. 

The couple was now on the floor, with Luke’s windbreaker beneath Rosa in the least attempt to not dirty her back and Vyn groaned at the idea of them spending hours in the HQ fucking everywhere with a surface on it. And here he thought Marius was the horniest of the bunch when clearly Luke and Rosa were claiming the throne. 

Rosa’s legs pressed up against her to the point it nearly touched her shoulders and her body was practically bending in half. Luke was pounding into her mercilessly. His thrusts were deep and hard and anyone who even looked at him at the time knew that Luke Pearce knows how to fuck a woman properly and delightfully. 

“Luke, please! I can’t anymore!” 

“Your pussy keeps clenching me, Rosa. Are you sure you can’t keep going?” 

“Your cock feels too good. I can’t help it! Hng! Luke! It’s growing! You’re growing bigger!” 

“I can’t help it when you say it like that. But you can take it, can’t you? Look, you’re taking me so well. Your cunt is welcoming me.” 

“I’m going to cum!” 

“Cum for me, Watson. Soak my dick with your cum and let me lick your pussy off it afterwards.” 

“Oh Luke!” 

And on and on and on they went. Vyn pursed his lips and backed off. ‘God, does the word ‘tired’ not exist in their dictionary? They better get rid of the stench or I will ban them from future meetings.’ 

He turned around and muttering curses on why the hell he even bothered to wake up this early—against his usual routine—just to find out they still haven’t finished fucking each other. He was pretty sure that these two would have a few other rounds after this and opted to resume his sleep, keeping in mind to plug his ears before that. 

Fuck these two. Really.

#tears of themis smut #a tad bit exhibitionist? #idk mannnn #totnsfw #tears of themis luke #ignore the grammar mistakes i have been fuelled purely by the horn!knee power #why was vyn staring at them for a long time? honestly i have no clue man #lukerosa are VERY horn!knee in this mini series

[alstroemeriadissonance]

Under the emergency lights. (NSFW)

I wrote this bit on candlelight, as we were kicked off the grid by a particularly bad storm. We were off the grid for around 5 days and it was just... Bad. I had to cope with it the best way I know how (smut lol)

Warning: NSFW. Marius, Vyn, Rosa PWP action. With some talky bits.

This is based on my own prompt here! It's a monthly prompt thing for the ToTNSFW sub.

I got two others lined up (one is a Secret Santa scheduled to be published on Christmas Eve, and the other the 100 flowers sequel that I'm struggling to finish on mobile. Data and internet is slowly getting fixed so hopefully I'd be up to my usual Vyn/smutposting schedule soon-ish.

This bit is barely edited due to time limit and availability of data. Ahaha...

It all happened in what seemed to be a stroke of sheer bad luck.

Or luck, depending on perspective.

The overhead LED fixtures in the NXX Headquarters conference room flickered for a bit before they went out, prompting the emergency lights to kick in.

The conference room fell into dim lighting; just enough illumination for the occupants to see each other, but not enough for them to get any work done.

"Oh shit. Not now," Marius blanched.

"Hmm?" Vyn put down his tablet. "It is but a power outage. I assume our servers are well protected from power surges for when the electricity gets back online?"

Rosa blinked, having experienced her first power outage for years. "Uh, Marius...is this something we should be worried about?"

"It should be only a minor annoyance, Rosa," Vyn said as he gathered his papers laid out across the glass table, then looked at Marius, who seemed to start sweating bullets. "Unless there is something we do not know, which is worrying Marius so?"

"Er. Yeah. I sort of fucked up," Marius said.

"Spare us the guesswork and lay out in simple terms what exactly is the nature of this fuck up," Vyn said, lips pursed.

"We're going to be trapped here for, um, half a day."

"What."

"What?!"

Rosa quickly stood up from her seat, and rattled the handles of the electronic doors that separated the NXX Conference Room from the corridor. They did not budge.

"Oh no..." she groaned. "There's still a pile of work waiting for me in the office..."

"The doors will not work, Rosa," Vyn stated the obvious. "They are electronic, and for security reasons they are designed to be impregnable for cases where malicious actors aim to break in by cutting off power to these premises.

He then turned to Marius. "Marius von Hagen," Vyn began, now tapping his slender fingers onto the glass tabletop. "Outline to me, explain to me why is it that I am to be trapped here in my own estate for twelve hours?" His irritation was barely contained. "Moreover, why PAX will not do a search of their acting CEO's whereabouts for the twelve hours that he is unaccounted for?"

Marius took a deep breath. "Yeah, well. R&D just finished with the security fortification I requested of them for this area. Specifically the server room, and since this conference room is pretty much connected to it, I also had the conference room covered with this...new security feature."

Vyn only raised a silver eyebrow, prompting him to continue.

"The security feature is--well, if you know what a Faraday cage is. I essentially converted the server room and this conference room into one big Faraday cage."

"I am familiar with it," Vyn said. "I also looked into a installing a similar feature here. But I fail to understand why this will translate into us being trapped for a full twelve hours here."

"Because. I also tinkered with the automatic security alerts just recently. Specifically, those alerts that flag us whenever we're cut off from our own servers. Which is happening now, because it looks like the Faraday cage system has kicked in."

"How is all that related to this power outage?" Rosa asked, having finally found her voice.

"I...just remembered that I had Engineering conduct remote repairs for our network and power cabling," Marius muttered quietly. "I mixed up the dates. It's scheduled to last twelve hours."

"So. If I understood you correctly, Marius, you have scheduled a 12-hour power outage, just when you have scheduled a test of technology designed to cut us off from the outside, and moreover, you have chosen this period to fuck around with the automatic system alerts that would have alerted someone from outside of our predicament." Vyn said, moving on from tapping the table to spinning his pen with his fingers.

He then continued. "Please tell me someone like Luke can tell what is going on,

"Please tell me, that after some time has passed there should be some indication to our colleagues outside that we are missing, which would then trigger a search that would hopefully include this building."

Marius looked like he wanted to tear his hair out, but instead only combed his hair between his fingers. "Luke would, only if he was specifically looking for us."

"How about your staff in PAX?"

Marius buried his face in his hands. "Today...is a Friday."

"Yes."

"I specifically told Vincent yesterday that if I go off the grid on a Friday to not go looking for me for 24 hours. I was getting tired of all those invitations to party on Friday, okay?"

"Alright, so neither Luke or PAX can be depended upon to come looking for us, barring certain conditions." Vyn's voice came slow and measured, hiding his sheer annoyance if it weren't for his eyes that screamed of bloody murder clearly visible despite the dim lighting of the emergency lights.

"Remind me to murder you on a Friday evening, little von Hagen."

"Get off my case will you, Vyn?" Marius grimaced. "What about you? Aren't there anyone in your research center who'll come looking for you if you don't respond in twelve hours?"

"It just turned six in the evening, Marius. It is almost my usual time to clock out of the facility and my staff respects my personal hours. They will not be contacting me until after nine in the morning tomorrow."

Vyn looked rather resigned. "What about you, Rosa? Anyone you have an appointment with tomorrow?"

"You know it's with you, Vyn," Rosa said, slumping back onto her chair.

"Well at least you are fourteen hours early for our date."

"I'm never late, Vyn." Rosa tried to smile at Vyn's attempt to make light of their predicament, but it only turned out strained and half-hearted.

"Ugh. Fuckit. This is what you all guys get for overworking me." Marius propped his feet up the glass table and made himself comfortable. It was going to be a long wait, so might as well sleep some of it off...

===

"Hahh...Vyn, not now..."

"Shh." Sounds of kissing. "Why not?"

"Because we may wake him up--ah--yes--"

"I fail to see the problem." More kissing. "I do not care if we make him uncomfortable." Sounds of a swivel chair creaking under movement. "Ahh--I am in my own estate, and I refuse to let others dictate how I should act in my own home.

"It is his just deserts for trapping us in here."

Marius was already awake for a few minutes, and it took those few minutes for him to register what was happening within the conference room.

His eyes were not yet opened, but he could clearly hear Vyn and Rosa going at each other.

And they were not exactly being subtle about it either.

Rosa's gasp, and the moist, lewd sounds that followed it, already gave Marius a graphic depiction of what the NXX psychiatrist and their junior lawyer were doing in the same room as him.

Jesus fucking Christ. Is Vyn fingering Rosa right here? Right here?

Marius felt the crotch of his pants tighten uncomfortably.

Rosa moaned--whatever it is that Vyn did to her, it was something that made her forget there was a third person in the conference room with them.

He couldn't bear it anymore. "Um. Guys?" he said, voice raspy with his own arousal. "I'm here. If you don't cut it out, I'm going to have to join in on the fun."

Marius then dared to look at Vyn and Rosa's direction, his eyes rewarded with the sight of Rosa in a state of undress, draped over Vyn, who was still fully clothed, sitting on a swivel chair.

"Damn, Missy. You look damn good."

Rosa gulped, her face flushed--yet she did not exactly cover herself.

Marius thought he imagined it, but did Rosa look like she was...turned on when he looked at her?

Vyn confirmed his thoughts. "Rosa," he asked her, "Are you excited by Marius being here?" He cupped her cheek, and gently prompted her to look at him. "Your pupils look even more dilated, pet," he whispered. "And..."

Squelch.

"Ah, Vyn...no!" Rosa moaned yet again.

"You are positively drenched. Even more so." Vyn proceeded to slowly <fuck> Rosa's slit with his long fingers. "See? You are wet, my dear Rosa. Are you this excited?"

Vyn gave Marius a side-eye, as if reminding his student that Rosa was his, that only he can fuck Rosa and make her sing so lewdly, the same way she was doing at that very moment.

"Shit. Vyn. Are you trying to mess with my head again? Marius groaned, feeling the bulge in his pants get even more uncomfortable. He wanted so badly to touch it, but even Marius still had scruples.

"Mmnh--Vyn," Rosa bit her lip in an attempt to suppress her cries, only to be utterly defeated when Vyn pushed her blouse and lacy brassiere up to gain access to the soft swell of her breasts. He helped himself to a breast, his lips finding purchase around her nipple and sucking on it.

"Ahhh!"

"Fuck it, Vyn!" Marius groaned, kicking the edge of the glass table to let the swivel chair he was sitting on roll away just enough to give him room to stand up.

He then walked over to the couple, and Marius found himself reaching for Rosa's neglected other breast...

...only for Vyn to swat away his hand.

"Do not touch her," Vyn said, his lips still on Rosa's breast. "She is mine, and she has not consented."

"Fuck you Vyn," Marius muttered. "Let's play a game then, then all of us will be willing participants that way, yeah?"

Rosa's breath hitched--and both men noticed.

"I think she likes the idea," Marius said.

"Do you, Rosa?" Vyn whispered. "I did say before that you are most welcome to voice your thoughts. Do you wish to indulge in this kind of play?"

It took Rosa a few moments before she said, in a small voice, "Yes."

"And a game we shall have, then."

===

"Let's make things simple," said Marius. "Just Truth or Dare."

"Heh. Missing your little kid's games, Marius?" Vyn sneered. Then he turned to his lover. "Is that game format to your liking, Rosa?"

"I'm good with it," said Rosa, shyly. "I agree, it makes things rather simple."

"Let's skip the spin bottle. I'll assign turn order: Me first, then Vyn, then Rosa. All good?"

"I am not opposed to it."

"Mm."

"Good." Marius grinned. "Let's start, then."

First Round: Marius

"I pick Truth this time. Quick, throw me a question." Marius said, a tad excited.

"Oh, let me," Rosa said, her passionate heat of moments ago slowly being replaced by a childlike glee. "Who is your crush?"

"Hah, I saw that coming," Marius grinned. "You naughty Miss you." He licked his lips. Well, here goes. "You guys probably expect me to say that Rosa is my crush, which is actually true. But, who said that I only have one crush?"

"Just cut to the chase, will you, Marius?" Vyn said, impatiently. "Well?"

"It's you, Vyn," Marius said outright. "I have had a big crush on you since ever. Surprised?"

"Ah."

Rosa bit her lip, pleased by the turn of events.

Second Round: Vyn

"Dare. I will always pick Dare, so do not even bother asking me." Vyn said.

"Fine, Vyn. I dare you to kiss me," Marius said, with a lopsided grin. "What better chance for me to finally kiss my crush, eh? Do you mind, Missy?" he asked, looking at Rosa.

To his mild surprise, Rosa was looking at both of them with athe unmistakable look of excitement. She wants to see us kiss?

Vyn also noticed this. "Well then. Let us give my Rosa a good show." He reached over to grab the armrests of Marius's swivel chair and pulled him close. "Come here, Marius."

Marius did as he was told; being the taller man, he leaned down towards Vyn, allowing his tutor to thread his fingers through his own dark hair.

Vyn smelled of sandalwood and roses.

Marius took note of this, exhilarated.

And then he felt Vyn pulling his head close to his, finally locking lips with his.

Vyn's tongue tasted nicely of strawberry candy--or is it one of his sweet desserts?--and Marius felt his heart beat fast and strong against his ribcage, threatening to burst out at such exquisite stimuli.

Their tongues slid so sensuously against each other, and Vyn slightly pulled away, only to lick Marius's lips, tracing it with the tip of his own tongue.

Marius felt his cock twitch in his pants. Shit. He's too good. He found himself moaning involuntarily, wanting more...

"That's enough," Vyn breathed softly before he disengaged and pulled back.

"Fuck, that was really great," Marius whispered as he licked his lips, not wanting to let every drop of Vyn's taste on his lips go to waste.

Rosa bit her thumb at the spectacle. She was clearly turned on.

Third Round: Rosa

"I choose Truth," Rosa said. "Do your worst."

"Just a straightforward question, my pet," Vyn began. "I loathe to ask, because I find this type of question rather childish and puerile, but in keeping with the spirit of this game...who else in the NXX do you want to sleep with?"

Rosa blinked. She did not expect such a question to come from Vyn. It was too out of character for him, too vulgar for his elegance, even.

But he was playing the game with them, and that was the most important thing at the moment.

And so Rosa decided to answer truthfully.

"Marius. I wouldn't mind Marius," she said.

"Aww Missy, you "wouldn't mind"? Why does it make me feel bad, like I am just second choice?"

Vyn sighed. "Which you are, obviously. She is my lover, after all."

Fourth Round: Marius

"Alright, Dare this time. What will you demand of Marius von Hagen?"

"Hmm," Rosa hummed. "Let's make things spicy this time around. Strip, I guess?"

It was Marius's turn to blink in surprise. "Missy? I never thought I'd see the day." Grinning, he started to slowly strip off his clothes, starting with his jacket, which was draped over a chair. He then slipped his shirt off his head, showing his well-defined torso and arms.

"Well Missy? You like what you see? Much better than Vyn's huh?"

"Do not push your luck, Marius," Vyn said, threateningly.

"Ooh, scary," Marius threw Vyn a look. "But what if I'm also stripping for you?"

He kicked off his shoes, then undid the buttons and zippers of his pants, letting it pool to his feet.

His thumbs now rode the garter of his boxer shorts. "Well, you guys ready?" He winked.

Not awaiting any response, he bent to slide off his boxers, kicking it off along with his pants.

His cock was fully erect, begging to be tended to ever since he woke up to Vyn and Rosa's indiscretions.

Marius indulged himself at the sight of Rosa's hand covering her mouth as she stared at him; of Vyn's passive, unreadable stare that Marius knew could mean many, many things...

Fifth Round: Vyn

"I, strip?" Vyn asked.

"Yes, Vyn," Marius drawled. "I'm not going to be the only one whose cock is out. So yeah. Strip."

"Very well then," Vyn shrugged off his white coat after tucking the lanyard of his badge into its breast pocket. "I do not mind."

Like Marius, he draped his coat over a chair.

He wore many layers compared to his student; he unbuttoned his waistcoat, folding and placing it on the same chair.

Vyn also removed his collar pins, slipping them inside one of his coat's breast pockets.

Off came his sleeve garters, and he finally started to unbutton his shirt...

"Man, Vyn already took off so many things but he's still fully clothed. It's a wonder," Marius said.

"It is a wonder for someone who does not recognize the importance of dressing appropriately," Vyn said as he slipped off his necktie and shrugged off his unbuttoned white shirt, revealing his pale, lithe torso.

Compared to Marius, Vyn's build could be described as somewhat wiry, full of potential energy built off his core strength no doubt honed by equestrian sports and polo.

"Oh, hey. I knew I did not imagine it when I saw it...you have a beauty mark under your collarbone," Marius said, biting his lower lip.

"Yes. What of it?" Vyn asked as his fingers worked on unbuckling his belt and undoing the zipper of his pants.

"Nothing. I just want to lick it, is all."

"Careful, Marius. You are saying it in front of my lover," Vyn said as his own pants pooled around his ankles, revealing his briefs.

"I don't mind, Vyn," Rosa said quietly. "I wouldn't mind it if you let Marius lick your beauty mark too."

"Really now," Vyn said as he slid off his briefs, his own hard on--perfect in every angle--on full show.

"Shit." Marius stared at it openly. "Even that part of you is pretty."

"Flattery will get you nor your grades nowhere, Marius," Vyn said as he sat on his swivel chair, crossing his legs.

He was completely naked, save for his glasses.

Sixth Round: Rosa

"Truth."

"Aw Missy, you've always been picking Truth," Marius pouted. "Can't we get some action from you?"

Rosa blushed. "I'm sure you can get me to do things if you're creative!"

Marius sighed. "Well fine. Here's a simple question then: What exactly do you want to happen during our time trapped in here, trapped in blackout?"

He then grinned. He more or less knew what Rosa is going to answer.

Rosa took a deep breath. "Threesome. I...I want to experience a threesome," she said, looking at Vyn all the while.

Vyn let out a soft laugh. "Unfortunately for you pet, I am with Marius here. That is such a safe answer; we all know what is going to happen maybe a few minutes from now."

Seventh Round: Marius

"Dare. Come on--we're naked; what do you want me to do?"

Rosa gulped.

"I'm waiting, Missy," Marius licked his lips. "What'll it be?"

"Can...can you give Vyn a blowjob?"

Marius's eyes widened a bit. "Wow. I'm seeing a bit of pattern in your requests, Missy. I never thought you're that type. I like it."

Vyn also gave Rosa a slightly amused look. "Ah. It seems like I have learned something new today."

Rosa gathered her pluck and added, "Yes. I want to see you and Marius have a go at each other. I think its all the tension I see between you two during meetings."

Marius gave Rosa a smile. "Thank you," he mouthed, before kneeling in front of Vyn's chair.

The tip of his tongue flicked at that sweet spot just underneath the cock head.

He was rewarded with a soft hissing from Vyn, and his cock twitched a little.

"Shit." Marius's lips finally wrapped around Vyn's shaft; his tongue relishing the taste and feel of Vyn inside his mouth. Goddamnit. Finally. After all of those times having to endure Vyn's presence alone as he taught him supplementary lessons; all of those times wherein he let his mind wander, imagining how the silver-haired, exotic-looking man tasted and felt in that way...

Slowly his mouth descended to take in Vyn inch by sweet inch, until the tip of his tutor's cock hit the back of his throat.

Marius then felt Vyn's hand on the top of his head, prompting him to move...

Haha. So impatient. He then sucked on Vyn's cock; his tongue massaging the underside of the shaft inside his mouth.

Marius could now hear Vyn pant, and if he strained his ears a little bit he fancied he could hear him moan everytime he sucked on Vyn's cock.

His hand stimulated the base of the shaft that his mouth could no longer accommodate, and pumped it in time with his sucking.

I better get good grades for this, Marius thought as he gave Vyn the same treatment he wanted on his own cock.

"Damn it. I am near, Marius--" Vyn whispered. "You better remove your mouth now, or I will..."

Vyn's words only prompted Marius to suck him harder and faster.

"Fuck." Vyn groaned as he shot his come straight into Marius's throat; some of his white, hot come dribbling along the edges of his student's lips. "Ah..!" He drove his head further into the backrest of his swivel chair.

Marius swallowed, and licked off the remaining traces of sperm off of Vyn's cock and off his own fingers.

"That was way better than expected," Marius murmured.

Eighth Round: Vyn

"There's something I really, really want to observe," Marius said. "For a painting study."

"What is it?" asked Vyn, after having recovered from his student's superb treatment.

Marius grinned. "How a cock looks like, fucking pussy," he said. "I mean yeah sure there's porn, but nothing is better than seeing it in real life, yeah?"

"You want me to fuck Rosa in front of you, you mean."

"Mhm. Though before that, I need you to not move yet. I want to look at a pussy filled with cock up close."

"Heh. Just what painting are you working on now? Vyn asked, as he motioned for Rosa to climb on his lap.

As Rosa clambered over to sit on Vyn's thighs Marius reached over to grasp Vyn's cock, still only half-hard as he recovered from the head he had received earlier.

Marius slowly pumped the shaft, and rubbed its tip against Rosa's wet sex. He licked his lips as he felt Vyn grow harder in his hands. "Oh yeah," he said lustily as he guided his tutor's shaft into Rosa's dripping wet heat.

Marius quietly observed how Rosa's pussy slowly descended upon Vyn's cock, devouring it within her folds; her clitoris hardening, its pink tip tantalizingly moist and begging to be licked...

And once again, Marius knelt in front of Vyn's chair, letting his eyes behold the fucking in action better under the dim emergency lights. His face was so close that both Vyn and Rosa could feel his hot breath on their nethers, his hot breath that added to their arousal.

"Ah, shit," Marius muttered. "Sorry, but..."

He licked, in one motion, the base of Vyn's cock and letting the flat of his tongue run up to the crest of Rosa's clit, which he enveloped with his lips, sucking on it.

Rosa cried out in sheer pleasure, and she started to gyrate her hips, burying her clit even deeper against Marius's lips as Vyn--hissing and at times cursing--fucked her wet inner folds at the same time.

"Oh my god," Rosa moaned. "Oh god."

Marius continued on working his tongue and lips to further help his fucking colleagues reach their peak, indulging himself in such wanton delight that resulted from hearing their moans and cries; with Rosa at times moaning Marius's name out loud all the while being fucked by Vyn.

Marius found that immensely hot.

In one sweet, sweet moment Rosa's cries reached a crescendo, echoed by Vyn's groans as he started to rail her hard and fast, her breasts bouncing every time his cock drove deep into her.

Marius eventually tasted Vyn's come dripping out from Rosa's pussy.

He watched contentedly as the two lovers locked lips, kissing each other deeply in front of him.

Ninth Round: Rosa

"Fine, fine, Dare then," muttered Rosa after Marius--with a bit of support from Vyn--badgered her into choosing Dare instead of the safer Truth.

"Teehee. Missy~"

"I do not like the sound of that, Marius," Rosa murmured.

Marius shrugged. "Isn't it a little bit too late for that, Missy? he said. "I dare you to make out with me."

He looked over at Vyn. "There shouldn't be any problem at this point, yeah?"'

"It is still a sore point for me, but as long as you make it a pleasurable experience for my Rosa, then I will be amenable to it," Vyn said.

"Damn it Vyn, that's just too many words to say "Yes, you can make out with Rosa."

"Just do it." Vyn tsk-ed. "Rosa, you are alright with it, I assume?"

"Uhuh," Rosa said, and faced Marius. "How do we--oh."

Marius picked her up from her seat easily, holding her under her arms, and he deposited her on his lap as he sat back on his chair. "Missy, I finally get to have some one on one fun with you~"

"Under supervision," Vyn reminded him.

Marius smirked. "Yes. Under hot supervision."

"Mhm," he hummed as he brought his lips to Rosa's, enjoying the slight tremble that he could feel on her lips. "Missy, are you nervous, or are you excited?" he asked, his mouth still pressed against hers.

"How about both?" Rosa answered as she licked Marius's lower lip rather impulsively.

Smiling, Marius then trailed kisses down her neck--starting off as small, chaste pecks, eventually escalating to openmouthed ravenous kisses making full use of his tongue and mouth--lingering at that certain sensitive spot where the underside of the jaw met with the neck. He gave it a small bite, and reveled at how Rosa moaned his name out loud in front of Vyn.

"Ohoh, looks like little Missy likes where she is right now," Marius said teasingly, letting fingers brush lightly against her slit.

The tips of his fingers caught her slick, and he did not even press them against her arousal. "See, Vyn? I can make cry out, cream herself, and..."

He slowly slipped in two fingers inside her, the inner walls of her eager sex hungrily sucking in his digits. Marius then pulled out his fingers until only the tips remained inside her, then drove it back inside with such force that made Rosa whimper for more, her hips grinding ever so sweetly against his hand.

"...I can also make her beg for my touch. How about that, Vyn?" He dipped down to suck on one of Rosa's breasts as he fingered her so deliciously.

The man in question was intently observing how Marius fingerfucked his lover, chin resting on hand. "The reason why she is moving her hips in such a manner is due to the fact that you are neglecting her clitoris," he said quietly, focus directed towards Rosa's pleasure. "Do be mindful and give her some relief."

Oh.

"Sorry Missy," Marius whispered as he licked Rosa's earlobe. "Got too excited, you know?"

Marius flicked her sensitive nub with the pad of his thumb. As if by clockwork, Rosa tightened her arms around Marius's neck, moaning and begging for more of that exact same touch as she continued to grind into his hands; driving his fingers even deeper, rubbing his thumb even more firmly against her clit.

"Haha. I can see why Vyn is all over you Missy," Marius murmured as he bit her gently on her nape. "You're so responsive. You effortlessly stroke his ego..."

"In case you were not paying any attention to anything other than your dick, Marius, Rosa is also most inquisitive, pure hearted, steadfast in her beliefs...and lovely." Vyn said, his eyes never leaving how his student was having his delicious way with his Rosa. "I fell in love with her because of those qualities and more. The fact that she is absolutely delicious upon my bed is the veritable cherry on top."

The wholehearted confession delivered in such an inappropriate setting made Rosa pause. "Vyn," she whispered, suddenly conscious of the fact that she was openly cavorting with his student in front of him.

"Do not mind me, pet," Vyn purred, his free hand finding its way to his cock. "I am enjoying your show. Mind, though, that you should ready yourself for when we finally get out." He started jerking himself off as he watched them. "I shall be applying all of the newfound ways on how to pleasure you on my bed.

"Continue," said Vyn, directed at his student as if they were in a classroom setting.

"Damnit Vyn, you really are something else," muttered Marius as he pulled Rosa closer for another kiss.

Tenth Round: Marius

"Dare," Marius said.

They have been going at it for some time now, and he was so absorbed in the experience of participating in a sexual encounter with his two favorite people, Vyn and Rosa, that the fact that he hasn't orgasmed yet, not even once, totally slipped his mind.

Marius prayed fervently that the dare thrown his way would finally bring him the release he now so badly craved.

He was totally wrong. With Rosa still coming down from her fucked-out haze Vyn was left in charge of giving his dare.

"No need to be so worked up, Marius," Vyn said, grinning. "I am not asking you to do anything. In fact,"

Vyn lifted Rosa off her seat, and, with one arm cradling Rosa against him, his free arm knocked all items off the glass table, sending papers, his own tablet, and a couple of mugs onto the carpeted floor.

Gently he laid Rosa face down on the surface of the glass table, her ass dangling off the edge.

"What I am asking you, Marius, is to not do anything, as you watch me rail my significant other senseless onto our conference table," Vyn said, smiling cruelly at his student. "If I catch you touching yourself, or giving yourself relief by rubbing yourself against anything, we will terminate this game. Understood?"

"Vyn, you're scaring me sometimes," Rosa said as she felt him grasp her thighs, lifting them to his sides, the tip of his cock partly lodged inside her at the ready. "Also, you're adding your own rules to the game. No termination if Marius couldn't help himself!"

"What she said!" Marius cried out.

Vyn laughed softly. "Ah, but dearest, this is the only way you can effectively discipline spoiled brats like Marius here. Positive reinforcement. Negative reinforcement. Punishment by removal."

And Vyn buried himself deep into Rosa in one thrust. "Fuck. So delicious."

He proceeded to drive his length in and out of Rosa's heated inner walls with slow, steady movements, each stroke long and drawn out, prolonging their pleasure.

"B-but--aahn--that means--ah! We get to lose--oh god--too!" Rosa moaned in between exquisite thrusts that seemed to drive him deeper into her quivering heat.

Vyn threw a glance at Marius, making sure that the student kept to the conditions he set. "I will make--hahh--it up to you pet, and more--ah, damn--once we get out--"

Marius gulped. The show Vyn put on to torture him was proving to be very, very, effective.

From his vantage point, despite the dim glow of the emergency lights, he could see how Vyn's cock pierced Rosa's lewd flesh over and over, her arousal dripping wetness onto the edge of the glass table.

Vyn's relentless, strong fucking was also producing loud, wet noises that Marius could never associate with any other thing than sex.

The sight and sounds were driving Marius quite mad.

But if I jerk myself, its all game over for me. These horndogs though, they'll probably go at it again in Vyn's room...

Marius clearly agonized, and it was apparent all over his face.

Vyn only sneered at Marius as he fucked Rosa thoroughly in front of him.

"Vyn, I'll get you for this," growled Marius as he sat on his hands, fully determined to not lose out on Vyn's challenge.

Vyn laughed, then placed his palms onto Rosa's shoulders. "I will be rough, my pet," he whispered to her ear as he bent over and braced himself.

His elbows planted onto the table, Vyn started to drive in fast and hard into Rosa with piston-like movements, railing her onto the glass table, his thrusts strong enough to shake its metal frame.

"F-fuck, Vyn," cried Rosa, "This is--aah--too much!"

"I will make it up to you," Vyn hissed as he furiously chased his peak. "Just let me have my way--ahn--this once!"

Vyn was worked up from my teasing beforehand, Marius soon realized. Damn bastard won't even admit it.

"Aaahh!" This time it was Vyn who cried out loud, throwing his head back and pulling out of Rosa just in time enough for him to shoot out ropes of hot white come all over her back.

Fuck. Marius blinked. That was the first time he heard Vyn cry out in pleasure. Or rather, since this was the only instance where he got to be this intimate with his tutor, it was the only time Marius got to witness Vyn lose himself in utmost pleasure.

So hot.

He gulped, and caught himself just before his fingers found his cock.

Eleventh (Last) Round: Vyn

"Dare. I am calling it, as I will be the one giving myself the dare," Vyn announced.

Marius, already testy with the prolonged withdrawal of relief, said, "Great, mister God here just writes up his own rules even though he did not come up with this game in the first place."

"I would suggest you let me finish first before you whine, lest you miss out on this benefit, said Vyn blithely. "Well, are you still interested, Marius?"

Marius sighed. "And what choice do I have, Vyn? Let's hear it. Your dare to yourself."

Vyn walked up to where Marius sat, and in what seemed to be a flash of fey illusion he tenderly ruffled the student's hair, smiling gently down at him.

"You were so good earlier. Let me reward you."

What.

"Um. Has anything possessed you, Vyn?" Marius gulped nervously, the drastic 180 on Vyn's personality sending him spiraling into sheer panic.

He has since learned from his years of knowing Vyn that he can never let his guard down around him. Or rather, Vyn had been training him to act guardedly around people the likes of him, a skill that was essential for someone fated to assume a high position in a conglomerate.

"What do you think?" Vyn asked quietly as he let his fingertips caress Marius's cheek.

"Haha. What do I think? Um." Marius sweated bullets, absolutely taken aback by the sudden reversal of events. "I think you're toying with me again, Vyn. You're a real bastard and honestly sometimes I want to take Rosa away from you, for her own good."

Vyn chuckled. "What if I told you that this is purely for her benefit?"

Marius threw a glance towards Rosa, who indeed was staring them intently, as if watching a show that she had been waiting for years to finally air.

Rosa, who now walked towards them and bent over Marius, planting a small kiss on his cheek. "Mm, you've been a good boy, Marius," Rosa whispered sweetly in his ear. "Let us treat you to something nice."

Oh right. Rosa gets off on watching me and Vyn have a go at each other.

Are they going to...?

"Alright," Marius said, settling himself onto his chair. "Let's see it, your reward."

"Ready, love?" Vyn whispered as he knelt in front of Marius.

"Mhm." Rosa followed suit, sitting on the floor beside her lover, just in front where Marius sat.

Wait. WAIT. Marius gasped.

Are they...?

Vyn's tongue flicked at the tip of Marius's long-unattended cock. Then, holding Marius's gaze with his gold eyes, his lips lightly kissed its tip.

Marius groaned. Shit.

Rosa leaned in and planted her lips along the underside of his shaft, lightly sucking at the skin before stroking the entire length with the tip of her tongue.

They are absolutely double-teaming me. Fuck. Please don't let this be a dream, god, Marius' breathing picked up as he gripped his armrests tightly. He thought of many other words, but he only managed to verbalize Fuck.

The magnificent sensations of two tongues, two pairs of lips, two mouths working his cock sent Marius laughing helplessly, an arm now slung across his eyes now closed to let him drown himself in their sweet, exquisite, hungry touches.

A tongue sliding across his shaft. A mouth swallowing most of his length, sucking along the way. A gentle, warm hand cupping his balls. Two tongues running the length of his shaft. Lips encircling his tip just as a tongue lapped at his base...

"Do you like this, Marius? This positive reinforcement? Are you not glad you have waited til then end for your release?" Vyn asked before taking his student's cock in his mouth once again.

"Shit Vyn--ah, god--if this is your positive reinforcement lets do this every session and I'll pass with honors," Marius said, almost whimpering, close to coming. "I swear I'll graduate with honors!"

Rosa giggled as she tongued Marius.

"Now, now, let us not get ahead of ourselves, Marius," Vyn said as his mouth let go of Marius's length. "I am already spoken for."

"Ah shit, so close," the student groaned.

And then his eyes landed on the two who so sweetly treated his cock: Vyn and Rosa, who gave themselves a deep, sensuous, French kiss...only with his cock between their lips.

The sight completely destroyed him, and Marius came in copious spurts of hot come, only for Vyn to take the tip of his cock halfway as he orgasmed to catch the student's remaining sperm in his mouth.

As Marius was fully spent Vyn pressed his lips to Rosa's waiting own, feeding her with Marius's come.

All this Vyn did as he held Marius's gaze with a lust-filled grin.

"Goddamnit, Vyn," Marius moaned, now convinced that he was, for all intents and purposes thoroughly owned.

"Enter the 90th percentile, and we shall pick up the conversation of doing this again," Vyn whispered before licking the sperm that trickled from of Rosa's lips.

"Shit. You're fucking on."

#tears of themis #vyn richter #mo yi #tears of themis fanfic #tears of themis smut #marius von hagen #lu jinghe #tot smut #vyn richter smut #marius von hagen smut

[actualbird]

n/s//f///w text

oh kjbfjaskfsa quick pause from today's bad brain hiatus but check it out, the lovely folks who run the totnsfw twitter let me be the feb 21 cc highlight :'D filling out the lil interview questions they asked was rlly fun HAHA

full interview here, for those who actually wanna read me obsessively talking about luke getting his shit rocked KJBKAJFKASFAS

#dootdootdoot #okay i curl back under a rock to nurse my ails

[valkyrayn]

brainrotting today. walking in on him. he sees you but he doesn’t stop, he can’t stop—he’s so close…he’s thinking of you…it feels so fucking good

#brainrot #marius von hagen smut #brainrotdump #tears of themis smut #totnsfw #tot fanart

[valkyrayn]

explicit warning // unhinged brainrot - everywhere til' the sun is up

late night horny nasty filthy brainrot of marius just fucking you everywhere in your apartment. like he wants to leave your mark at every inch of your house so it’ll remind you of him every time.

the second you enter the door, he has you pinned against the wall, stripping you off your clothes and then you desperately claw onto his shirt to take them off as well. and then he pushes you onto your couch, spreading your legs apart before kneeling on the floor to devour your dripping cunt, all wet for him. he’ll pump his long fingers inside you, while his tongue is circling your clit. and you’re gushing around his digits with your back arching off the couch. ‘mmmph i love the way you taste, jiejie.’ he says in between sucking the little nub before curling his fingers upwards—eliciting a scream from you as you squirt all over him.

he pulls down his precum stained brief to finally release his thick cock so he can finally fuck you. but you drop to your knees instead before grabbing onto his shaft, curved upwards, hard and leaking with precum—‘fuck, jiejie!’ he choked, throwing his head back as you start sucking him. your cheeks still hurt from the sheer girth, despite having sucked him off plenty of times before. your mind starts going blank when he suddenly grabs onto your hair and starts fucking your mouth. he’s so rough only because he knows you like it—and you do because it turns you on so much. to be manhandled like a whore. ‘fuck that’s my good little slut—that’s right baby swallow all of it.’ if you were wet then, you are drenched now because of how obscene he is.

he’ll then fuck you on the couch, you on all fours on the floor, against your tall windows, tits pressed onto the glass for all the world to see and then he’ll carry you and starts fucking you standing up—then proceeds to walk with his cock still inside you all the way to the kitchen so he can continue fucking you there.

spread on your marble counter, he pushes your legs apart so he can watch your cunt swallow every inch of him. the creamy trails you leave on his cock drives him absolutely crazy so he starts pounding into your pussy like an absolute madman before unloading inside of you. it’s so unsanitary the way your cum and his start dripping onto the counter but that’s for future you to worry about. the you now is all but gone—fucked dumb and stupid that you can’t even remember your name.

you look at him through half lidded eyes as he lightly pats onto your cheek to keep you awake. ‘hey, you there babe?’ he asks, laughing lightly at your dazed expression. ‘we’re not done yet.’ his cum starts dripping from between your connected flesh, leaving trails on the floor as he carries you up the stairs to continue fucking you in the showers then finally your bed. good thing tomorrow’s a weekend because you’ll be sore and exhausted. knowing marius, you both will not be sleeping until the sun comes up.

a.n the horny tonight is UNREAL yall. not proofread. wrote and posted immediately to get the horny out of my system. enjoy 🫶🏻

#brainrot #marius von hagen smut #brainrotdump #tears of themis smut #totnsfw

[valkyrayn]

okay ik you like Marius but the new artem wing ssr race driver card has me drooling all over him 🤤

like, imagine him railing you on top of the roof of his car oml i can’t w hoyoverse rn.

mmmmmmm like that hood of his car is hot af after that race but you bet your ass they still gonna be fucking on it.

parked on the side of the road, overlooking the sunset. and it starts off innocent, where he’s tucking the strand hair behind your ear before leaning in to kiss you. and the moment you slide your tongue in, it awakens something in him. his fingers sink into the fat of your thighs, and you moan into his mouth as you feel him push your legs apart.

it happens so quickly, only because you’re getting impatient so you help him take off the belt from around his pants, clumsily tugging on it—forcing his body to crash against yours. adjusting himself in between your legs, he slides his cock into your wet heat and starts fucking you. never mind that you’re out in the open, he can’t hold himself back. your cunt feels too good wrapped around his cock.

you cling onto him as you throw your head back so you can push your hips closer—to feel him deeper inside you. he’s going fast, fucking you with abandon, hips snapping hard against yours over and over again. the car starts creaking beneath you, as it moves in rhythm with his hard pounding. his cock feels so good inside you—and each time you feel him thrusting even deeper. your walls clench tightly around him, driving him insane.

‘artem…fuck…you fuck me so good...’ you curse under your breath and you hear him grunt, his mouth hanging open as his hips begin to stutter against you.

it’s so wet, you’re wet. you gush around him, drenching his thighs and pants with your release. and then you feel his cum leak out of you, hot and sticky—dripping onto the hood of his car. ‘we’ve just defiled your car, babe…’ you say with a pout. he laughs before leaning down to kiss your lips.

‘let’s just say we’ve christened it instead. with our love.’

you groan and he laughs again. ‘you’re so lame!’

‘but you love me anyway.’ he smiles and kisses you again, gentle this time.

ps. literally wrote this while being half asleep again lmao sorry if it’s short!

#brainrotdump #artem wing smut #anon request #totnsfw

[valkyrayn]

"you're not going anywhere in that dress, jiejie"

Pairing: Marius von Hagen x afab!reader

Words: 2.1k words

Tags: dirty talking, degradation, spanking, makeshift leash, pussy eating, fingering

It’s been a while since you had a good reason to put on a dress like this. For most days, you’re always wrapped in thick sweaters and pants so you can survive through the winter. Thanks to that, you haven’t been feeling sexy for a good few months now. Your boyfriend still finds you irresistible, regardless. Maybe this dress will actually make him so hard, his dick will shatter. You laugh at the imagery—but you know for a fact, he will devour you later tonight. Maybe after dinner. 

After the final swipe of lipstick, you take a few steps back to take in your full appearance in the tall mirror of your vanity. You turn to the side, fixing the thin strap on your left shoulder; the short silk black dress hugging your figure, accentuating your voluptuous curves just perfectly. You oughta give yourself more credit—you look amazing. 

The incredibly low neckline rests just slightly on top of your breasts, showing more flesh, more cleavage—and more nipples than you normally do. They protrude against the thin silk material and you press your palms against them, not that it would help make them any less erect. 

You’re simply turned on by how sexy you look. 

You smile as you smooth out the material against your skin before fixing the slit on the right side of your thigh. Needless to say, this is a very bold choice of dress. Not something you’d normally wear but a nice change for once. 

Tonight’s date night calls for it. 

“Jiejie, you’re ready?” Marius calls for you from outside of the room. You didn’t even notice his arrival.

“Yeah, be out soon!”

After strapping in your matching black heels, you take a final look at your reflection in the mirror and smile to yourself. 

Marius is on the phone when you walk into the living room. The sound of your heels clicking against the marbled floor has him turning from the window to look at you with a bright smile on his face. 

The smile on his face quickly disappears the moment he sets his eyes on you, the bright violet eyes just mere seconds ago are now a darker shade. He drags his eyes over your body, starting from your heels, to your barely covered thighs up to your chest then finally your face. 

Heat starts blooming on your cheeks down to your neck at him openly staring at you, his eyes lingers on your chest, admiring the fullness of your breasts as they rise and fall along with your now unsteady breathing. 

“I’ll call you back,” he says, hanging up the phone without even waiting for the person’s response. He strides over to you and there’s this overpowering aura to him and despite the familiarity you still find yourself stepping back when he reaches you. His tall figure looms over you and thankfully for the five-inch heels, you don’t have to tilt your head that much to look up at him. 

“Hmmm, jiejie…” he tilts his head to the side as he fingers the thin strap on your shoulder. “This is new. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you in this before.”

You swallow the lump in your throat as you try not to show how affected you are just by the way he brushes his fingers against your skin.

“Thought I’d try something…different.” You reply. You clear your throat and turn away, going for the door. It’s crazy how nervous you’re feeling so suddenly. “Okay let’s go—”

Marius grabs onto your wrist and pulls you back, crashing your body against his, the hand resting on the small of your back pressing you closer to him. 

“You’re not going anywhere in this dress.” 

You push your palms against his chest, feeling it flex under your touch as he tries to keep you in place. You summon the little courage you have to respond to him. “Why not, Marius? You can’t tell me what I can or cannot wear.” You’re looking up at him now with a frown on your face, slightly annoyed. 

A small chuckle leaves his lips, amused at your feisty response. Before you can escape him again, he turns you around so you’re facing the tall windows of your apartment. Besides the bright city lights in the distance, you can also see your reflections on the glass. He looks huge behind you—he can pick up your small frame and use you as he pleases if he wants to…and you know he will.

Marius leans down, his lips touching your ear while his hands roam down the side of your body.

“This is such a revealing dress, jiejie. Who are you trying to impress?”

His hands come back up, lightly cupping your breasts, weighing them in his palms. “Cus if it’s me, it’s working…” 

You yelp when he suddenly pushes his hips against your back, making sure you feel his growing erection pressing against your ass. His thumbs are rubbing circles on your hardened nipples, your chest heaves—your breathing becoming more rapid. 

“You’re such a little slut.” He says this in that low tone that makes your cunt clench. And before you can retort, he roughly tugs down your neckline, causing your body to jerk against him, your exposed tits jiggling under his rough ministration. He doesn’t waste time, quickly palming on your mounds and massaging them—eager to have you trembling against him. 

“Marius—“ You sigh, breathless, your head tilting back to rest against his chest. You chew on your bottom lip as you let him continue to play with your nipples. He pulls and tugs, rolling them between his fingers and he relishes at the way they go from soft to hard pretty quickly.

God, you’re so aroused, you want to scream.

He tilts your chin so you’re looking up at him and he leans down to capture your lips. He tastes so sweet, so insanely addicting, the kind that makes your knees weak and leave you breathless.

He lightly tugs on your bottom lip with his teeth before shoving his tongue into your mouth, meeting yours. You suck onto it, dragging a reaction from him and he squeezes your tits tighter. 

“Mmmmh…god you make me so fucking hard,” he says as he pulls away from you, saliva hanging between your lip and his. He presses his erection against you and if it isn’t for the layers of clothing between you, he could probably feel how drenched you are—your panties now soaked just from his touches and his words. 

“Bend over.”

Your eyes blink, barely registering what he said in the haze of your arousal. So he guides you, pushing your body forward until you lay flat on the table, your cheek and nipples cold against the surface. 

“You’ve been wanting me to fuck you on this table, don’t you?” You turn your head just slightly to watch him from the corner of your eye. He’s removing his necktie, pulling it over his head, keeping it tied to its knot. 

Marius moves closer, grinding his erection against your ass as he lifts your head so he can put the necktie around you. Having done this so many times before, you bite onto it before he tightens the knot at the back of your head, the long end wrapped around his fist. 

“Mmmph!” You whine when he suddenly tugs on the makeshift leash, causing your back to arch towards him. 

“Slutty, naughty girl…You know what you were doing when you chose this dress don’t you?” His free hand is roaming down your body, dipping into the curve of your waist and towards your thigh.

Your body shivers against him when he grabs onto the hem of the dress before slowly and tantalizingly pushes it up your ass, bunching them up around your waist—exposing the black laced panties you have on that leaves little to the imagination from how sheer it is. 

“I’m surprised you’re wearing panties at all…” You can see him smirk without even looking at him. 

He fingers the lining of your panties as he slowly makes his way towards your cunt, pressing his middle finger into your hole, still covered by the soaked material. He presses in deeper, teasing you, and you whine at the friction of the cotton against your skin—desperate for him to shove his fingers inside you. 

“Mmph-lease…don’t tease,” you manage to say despite the gag. He chuckles, tugging onto the leash until your head collides against his chest. 

“Do you want me to fuck you with my fingers? Is that what you want?” He asks, his tone mocking you. You nod your head in response as you look up at him, pleading with your eyes. It’s so easy for him to reduce you into this—a whining, cock hungry mess. 

“I will baby but …” he trails, wiping the drool trickling from the side of your mouth with his thumb. “I’ll have to punish you first.” Without warning, he pushes you back down onto the table and spanks your ass, the stinging pain sending jolts of electricity throughout your body. 

Marius gathers both edges of the panties, briefly teasing your clit with it as he tugs and pulls before shoving it aside, letting it rest on the side of your ass.

“Such a filthy little slut,” he says through clenched teeth, landing another spank on your ass, watching the flesh bounce from the force. “Fuck, look at you. Taking these like a good girl.” 

Your body jerks against the table as you struggle to hold in your screams, taking one spank after another like his good girl. 

Smack. “You love this, don’t you…”

Smack. “What’s that? Harder?”

SMACK. “How’s that? Hard enough for you, my dirty slut?

Marius pulls on the leash and squeezes onto your reddened flesh, marked by his hand. 

He steps back, taking in the sight of you from behind—trembling legs with your wetness dripping down your thighs. “Fuck, jiejie. If only you can see how much of a mess you are…”

He licks his lip as he rolls up the sleeve of his shirt before closing in the distance between your bodies once again. Dragging his hand towards your now exposed cunt and he then shoves three fingers into your soaking hole, preparing you for how wide you’ll stretch when he finally shoves his cock inside you. 

A sharp cry leaves you at his abrupt invasion but you quickly recover from the shock, extreme pleasure overtaking you and now you’re moaning under him as he pumps his fingers in and out of your tight walls.

Marius pulls out and kneels down behind you until his face is level with your cunt. The leash is abandoned now, much to your relief. But you remain flat against the table as he spreads your thighs apart before diving in to eat your waiting pussy.

He groans.

You moan.

He’s eating your pussy like a starved man, spitting into your hole, lapping onto your wet folds with the flat of his skillful tongue, drinking in your essence and moaning against your cunt. He pulls your pussy lips apart with his fingers so he can suck onto your clit, pleasuring you just like he’s done so many times before. He knows just where to touch you to make you scream and the sweet spot to prod inside you that will have you moaning his name.

And when you start coming undone, his grip tightens on your thighs as your legs tremble, your juices gushing out of you uncontrollably, leaving a messy trail down the insides of your thighs. The wet squelching sound of his fingers still pumping in and out of you fills your ears. 

“You got me all soaked, jiejie,” he says, standing up, wrapping the tie around his fist once again before pulling you gently with the leash until you’re fully off the table. You stand flat on your feet now, your back fully against him.

“Want this hot mouth around my cock now,” he says as he runs his wet fingers on your bottom lip. 

You push yourself off of him before turning around to face him, the small of your hand rubbing his erection, straining against his pants. The sound of his phone vibrating on the table momentarily snaps you out of the haze and you watch as Marius double taps the earphone in his ear followed by, “Yeah, this better be an emergency.”

Annoyed at the sudden interruption, you push yourself off of him, planning to let him finish the call while you put your dress back on but you find yourself trapped against the table once again as he steps in closer towards you.

Marius threads his fingers through your hair and lightly tugs it, bringing you closer to him. “Did I say you could stop?” 

Your eyes widen in surprise, your mind is reeling—he’s not suggesting that, is he? You mouth quietly back at him in response, “But you’re on a call…”

Completely ignoring whoever the person is on the other line, he leans in and whispers in your ear. “I want them to hear…how I fuck you.”

He didn’t have to ask twice.

#brainrotdump #lu jinghe #marius von hagen smut #totnsfw #marius x reader

[valkyrayn]

idk if this will ever get written but i have to try. 40, 42 from prompt list two. marius, because pax needs an heir.

not me posting this at 3am. man horny juice comes at such weird hours. anyways. this prompt request is chef kiss (i highlighted the prompts in purple). thank you for feeding into my love for breeding kink marius. took this opportunity to write emperor jinghe instead, cus i can only imagine sex in that era must’ve been very spicy cus all they need to do is fuck and go to war ig idk. so here you go. also this may or may not turn into a series cus i enjoyed writing sexy emperor jinghe (i call him jinghe cus emperor marius sounds weird lmao). thanks for the horny fuel anon! mwah!! <3 i posted this on ao3 as well so feel free to drop by!

Pairing: Marius von Hagen x afab!reader

Words: 1.5k words

Tags: impregnation, multiple creampies, breeding kink, dirty talking, shameless smut, just straight up porn, emperor jinghe, loud sex, lots of cum (this is expected)

“Miss, please do not go in there.”

Advisor Kim hovers his hand behind the maid and motions for her to step away from the doors to the library. Startled by the Advisor’s presence, the maid bows slightly in respect but continues to stand in place, entranced by the faint voices that can be heard from behind the doors.

The voices sound familiar—

Her eyes widen at the realization, quickly turning away and causing the water to spill from the wooden bucket she's holding. Her grip tightens around the handles as she bows her head repeatedly to the advisor, reprimanding herself for almost walking in on the Emperor and His Empress.

Kim responds with a small laugh, slightly amused at her reaction. He excuses her; she’s new—this was bound to happen. Most of the palace staffs are used to it by now, by how loud they are.

Within the deepest part of the room, the Emperor pushes his cock deeper inside you, the tip pressing against your womb and he stays there as your walls convulse around him. You moan into his mouth as he continues to kiss you through your orgasm, his grip tightening around your thigh that he’s holding against his waist.

“Fuck—my Empress. Don’t hold back. The whole palace knows what we’re doing in here.” He whispers, his breath hot against your ear. You press your lips together, fighting back the noise that’s desperate to leave you at the feeling of his fat cock stretching you full–and you can feel every ridge and vein as it slides slowly in and out of you.

Your nails sink into the wooden panel of the shelf behind you, holding onto it for dear life when he starts pounding into your cunt once again, causing the shelf to violently rattle against the wall. Scrolls of official letters are falling off their sections around you, landing onto the floor, rolling away and disappearing into the crevices below the shelves.

The Emperor pays no heed, the letters bear no importance to him, not when he’s trying to fuck a baby into you. He saw you playing with the maids’ children that afternoon and he ended up watching you instead of writing those official letters. So when you arrive at the library that evening, you notice the familiar glint in his eye, the smirk playing on his lips tells you that he’s up to something.

“Looks like you’re ready to be a mom…” He says this as he makes his way towards you. His tall frame covers you from the only source of light in the room and you find yourself backed into the shelf when he finally closes the distance between your bodies.

The young Emperor wraps his arm around your small waist to pull you against him, his other hand caressing your cheek, your skin hot under his slightly cold fingers. “Tell me, my Empress. Should we make an heir? Should we fill the palace with our children?”

The way your body responded to him was all the answer he needed.

“Scream. Let the whole palace hear you…” He demands, using his authoritative voice against you, knowing how it arouses you even more. You feel his hand traveling down your body, peeling the layers of your hanfu apart so he can rest his hand against your stomach.

“I can’t wait to see you swell with our child…” He says between thrusts, his eyes on you, admiring your flushed face and teary eyes. Overwhelmed with a sudden wave of emotions from his words, you reach up and pull him by the neck, crashing your lips against his, capturing his mouth in an urgent but passionate kiss. You moan into his mouth when he shifts his angle slightly, raising your leg higher so he can slide deeper into you.

“I’m going to fill you up with my cum…only if you scream again for me,” he says against your open mouth, the pace of his thrusting picks up when he sees your eyes roll to the back of your skull. His lips move from your ear to your neck, sucking another mark onto your skin, making sure it’s visible enough for everyone to see—for everyone to know that you belong to him.

Your loud moan turns into a scream when he starts fucking you harder, hitting that sweet spot inside your cunt repeatedly until you’re gushing around him, soaking his expensive silk robes with your juices. The sound of his grunts grow louder, matching your volume as he continues his merciless pounding into your swollen pussy.

The smell of sex in the room is all-consuming, making you high. And when your voice is hoarse from all the screaming, the sound of your wet skin smacking against eachother becomes more prominent, bouncing off the walls in the room and bleeding into the hallways.

“Do you really want this, my Empress? Do you want me to fill your cunt until you’re full with my cum?”

A choked cry escapes you when he suddenly grabs one of your tits, kneading it gently, already visualizing how much fuller they’ll look once you’re pregnant. And you’re thinking the same, how your body will change, how you’ll carry his child inside your womb and how he’ll definitely want to make more babies with you after that.

“Please, Your Majesty. I want your cum inside me please…put a baby inside me.”

“Fuck–take it all…” Your words push him over the edge, his fingers sinking into your thigh as he stills inside of you, spurts of his hot cum shoots into you and flooding your womb. The delicious sensation of being filled by his hot semen makes you gush around him again, leaving you both wet and sticky from the amount of fluids leaving your bodies. He throws his head back at the feeling of your walls clenching around him, greedily milking every single drop of his cum until you’re filled to brim.

“Fuck–your cunt is so fucking greedy for my cum…” he says between ragged breaths as he pushes in deeper. You yelp when he suddenly hooks both your legs around his waist and starts walking towards the table with his cock still plugged inside your cunt. When he places you on top of the table, you’re suddenly very aware of how weak your limbs have become from having to stand in that position for so long.

Your husband places your legs onto the table, but still keeps his hands on you—brushing them against your skin to calm your trembling legs. That’s when you feel the wetness oozing out from between your joined flesh and disappear between the crack of your ass. You whine and arch your hips upwards slightly to prevent it from landing onto the parchment beneath you.

“Oh, looks like my cum’s dripping out…let me push it back inside you,” he says matter-of-factly, as if he was talking about the weather. Meanwhile, his filthy words never fail to fluster you. You bite onto your lower lip, looking away from him as he scoops his leaking cum with the tip of his cock and pushes it back inside your cunt.

He stares at your flushed face and smiles, admiring your beauty in the afterglow—rosy cheeks, plump lips and tousled hair. His eyes continue to travel down your body, feeling himself hardening again inside you at the sight of your skin, full of marks, from your neck to the skin on top of your breasts. And he looks down at the mess you both made, despite his attempt, his cum continues to leak out of you.

“Should I fill you up again, my Empress? I think you can take much more than this…” He says, not expecting a reply because he’s already shoving his stiff cock inside you, sliding in easily from all the cum lubricating your walls. You whine at the feeling of being stretched again, your cunt already clamping around him greedily—wanting to be fucked again until your lust for him is sated.

The two of you didn’t leave the library until later that night—after he’s fucked you in different positions, filling you up again and again, fucking his cum into you until he’s sure that your womb’s had enough.

Despite your protests, he refuses to let you walk so he can carry you to the bedroom, convincing you that that is the only way to keep his cum from leaking out of you. Begrudgingly, you agree only because you begin to feel it drip down your thigh and you almost wanted to smack him when he said ‘I told you so.’

Upon exiting the library is when you notice that there’s quite a number of palace staffs working outside the vicinity of the room. You feel the blush creep up your neck when you both walk past them—it’s almost as if you can see the look on their faces even when they keep their heads bowed until the door to the bedroom closes behind you.

The maids continue to talk about it until the next day as they cross their legs together, rubbing their soaked thighs—wishing they were you.

#brainrotdump #lu jinghe #marius von hagen smut #smut prompts #tears of themis #tot smut #marius x reader #anon asks #prompt request #totnsfw

[valkyrayn]

the tea room next door - part ii to series (the emperor needs an heir)

i never intended for this to be a series but i just really enjoy writing emperor jinghe. also i posted this on ao3 first before posting here only bcus this is a not a response to any prompt requests. do drop by my comments and let me know if i should continue this series. enjoy the porn <3

also if you wanna read part i of the series, it's here

Pairing: Marius von Hagen x afab!reader

Words: 2.9k words

Tags: fluff and smut, impregnation, multiple creampies, breeding kink, dirty talking, porn with plot hooray, loud sex, wall sex, mating press(?), anyways lots of cum again (i am known for this now apparently), emperor jinghe can throw me against the wall and fuck me for a week straight

Advisor Kim finds it rather odd that the tea room right next to the Emperor's bedroom needs daily cleaning. Sometimes even twice a day. And for some reason, it always needs more than two maid servants to clean it.

To sate his curiosity, Kim decides to check on them that night. He slides the door open just slightly to peek into the room only to find three of the maid servants flocking together near the wall with their ears pressed against it.

It takes him a while to figure out why they are doing this—the answer arriving just seconds after the realization kicks in.

The loud slam against the wall sends the maids jumping off their seats in shock. “What—what was that?” One of them asks, her hand rubbing her chest to calm her rapid heartbeat.

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He’s especially rough tonight—feral, almost.

The Emperor slams your body against the wall and starts ripping the layers off of you. He kisses you hungrily while his hands are busy tearing the silk material of the hanfu apart only because he can’t find the knot that’s tying the layers together. He’s impatient and dying to taste you again after being so deprived of you for hours because of some dumb officials he had to entertain.

A small yelp escapes you when he finally removes the last layer off of your body, letting it slide down your figure until it pools around your ankles. He presses his forehead against yours and stares into your eyes. You see the lust in his violet eyes and you’re sure yours mirror the same.

All these pent-up sexual frustration and overwhelming emotions was a result of what had transpired that morning.

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“Did you really think I needed concubines?” He asks you the moment he had the chance to be alone with you, pulling you into the corner of the hallway, taking you completely by surprise.

You were acting distant the whole morning when you overheard the elders pressing him to consider the alternative to producing an heir.

It has been a week of sex after sex with him and yet you are still without child. According to the senior attendant, it might happen soon enough. But soon enough is not going to cut it—not when the elders are getting impatient to the point of suggesting the help of concubines.

What you failed to notice was your husband’s response to that suggestion because you had fled the area before you could hear anything else.

“No, I don’t need them. The Empress is the only one I need.”

“But what if the Empress doesn’t produce an heir?”

“Then so be it. I’d rather have this bloodline end with me than having to bed another woman who is not her.”

You turn your head away, pressing your lips together to keep yourself from saying anything—not that anything you say will matter. The elders have the upper hand and the Emperor is most likely to heed their advice instead of yours. He turns your head back to face him with his fingers on your chin.

“You own me, my Empress. Every part of my being…” he says softly and leans in close enough to kiss you but stops before your lips could touch. His lips curl into a smile and you can feel the emotions radiate off him, the genuine love he has for you just from the way he stares into your eyes.

“I’m yours and you’re mine.” And then he kisses you. It doesn’t take long for you to melt into the kiss which quickly becomes hot and heavy. He presses his body against yours and kisses you deeper, brushing his tongue between your lips before pushing past them and meeting yours. Your tongues swirl against each other, fighting for dominance. The kiss is so intense and invasive that it makes your head spin.

You end up biting onto his lower lip a little bit too hard, causing him to bleed. Your sanity quickly returns and you pull away from the kiss, mortified at what you’ve done. “Your Majesty, I’m sorry—” You bring your hand towards his face to wipe the blood off but he catches your wrist before you can do so.

He swipes his tongue over the cut, tasting the metallic of his own blood and lets out a small chuckle.

“Is this your way of marking me, my Empress?”

Before you can respond, he leans in and captures your lips once again, kissing you softly this time. The taste of his blood on your tongue somehow sparks an odd sensation within you–and you debate with yourself whether you should be feeling this way.

You whine when he pulls away but keeps his forehead pressed against yours. “As much as I’d like to fuck you out here in the open, I have some business to attend to…” He tells you, smiling when he sees the blush creep onto your face at his words. You pout your lips but nod your head in response.

“I’ll wait for you in our bedroom…” You say, watching his eyes widen in excitement.

“Mmm…I can’t wait.”

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When he arrives in the bedroom that evening, you barely had the chance to greet him because suddenly you’re pulled off the floor and slammed against the wall.

“Your Majesty…” You breathe, tilting your head up to look at him. He’s tall, so tall that you have to stand on your tiptoes to press your lips against his. Everything is happening so fast, the desperation and need to pleasure each other is evident through your hurried movements.

Lu Jinghe wraps his fingers around your neck and slides himself down your naked body, leaving kisses along your skin until his face is level with exposed cunt. You wrap your fingers around his wrist and watch as he dives into your pussy, pressing an open-mouthed kiss against your nub before wrapping his lips around it.

Your hips buck against his face at the initial contact, a huge spark of pleasure shooting throughout your body at the feeling of his hot mouth on you. He groans against your pussy then pulls away briefly to spit on it before shoving his tongue in, swirling in against your walls, already soaking wet even before he’s touched you.

“Mmmhm…fuck, Your Majesty…s–so good…”

His grip around your neck tightens just enough to make you feel the pain but not fully constrict your airways. You have discovered a few nights ago that you quite like the feeling of his hand around your neck—so when you asked him to do it again to you, he immediately obliged. “Anything to make you feel good, my Empress.”

The feeling of his fingers suddenly shoved inside you pulls you out of your thoughts and back into the present. You look down to find him staring back at you with a smug grin on his face, his two fingers rapidly pumping in and out of you that your body is shaking from the force.

“Look at you, so fucking wet and ready for me…” He says, curling his fingers and stretching your cunt open to prepare you for his thick cock later. Your brows knit together, mouth hanging open as you near your orgasm. His pace increases, sliding his fingers in and out before diving in once again to wrap his lips around your throbbing clit, sucking on it until you explode around him.

You scream his name as the orgasm washes over you, squirting onto him and soaking his face, hair and robes with your release. He pulls away, his fingers still inside you, pumping slowly to coax all the juices out of you. He stands up to his full height after that, bringing his fingers towards your face and you part your lips obediently, allowing him to push his digits into your hot mouth, tasting yourself on his fingers.

“Your body is just begging to be fucked…” he says, pulling his fingers out of your mouth then drag them down your body, leaving a wet trail of saliva on your skin. He then gathers both your wrists with one hand and pins them against the wall above your head as he steps in closer to your body. Your hips instantly arch towards him, aching to feel his erection concealed behind the layers of his robes.

He leans in next to your ear, his hot breath fanning your skin making the hairs stand on the back of your neck. “Is that what you want, my love? Do you want me to fuck you and fill you up again with my cum?” He purrs, leaving wet open-mouthed kisses against your neck. You squirm against him, mumbling incoherently in response and he tells you to speak up.

“I want you to fuck me! Please…I want you inside me.” The heat mounting your core is becoming unbearable and if he wants you to recite every single filthy detail you want him to do to you, so be it. Your body is aching for him, desperate to be filled by him.

He steps away and releases your wrists and before he can even say anything, your hands are on him, hurriedly pushing the robes off of him—desperate to have his naked body against yours. You sink to your knees so you can finally release his cock from its confines, earning a hiss from him when you wrap your fingers around it. You waste no time, taking his whole length into your mouth hungrily that you almost choke yourself in the process.

“Fuck–my Empress. You’re so greedy…” he hisses, fisting your hair, pulling your head back slightly and forcing you to look up at him with his cock still in your mouth. He wipes the tears from your eye then slowly pushes your head in, allowing you to take him in deeper. You watch the way his Adam's apple bobs against his neck when he throws his head back, moaning your name into the ceiling.

It arouses you even more to see him like this, completely vulnerable to you, giving in to the pleasure you’re offering him. You notice how the maid servants would talk about how good looking he is, how he exudes confidence and sex appeal–which is highly inappropriate by the way. But you take pride in it, knowing that you’re the only one who gets to see him like this.

You hollow your cheeks around him before pulling away with a pop, leaving a trail of saliva between your lips and the tip of his cock. He looks down at you and you lock eyes with him as you swirl your tongue around the head before taking him fully inside your mouth again.

When he feels himself drawing near to his release, he pulls you away from his cock and reaches down to gather you in his arms, hooking your legs on both sides of his body before backing you up against the wall.

You throw your arms over his shoulders and hold onto him, your head spinning from how quickly your position has changed. “I’d love to cum in your mouth, my love, but I think you’d much rather have me fill your cunt instead.”

Oh right, you’re still trying to conceive a baby. You almost forgot; your eagerness to pleasure him almost made him waste it down your throat. You laugh, leaning your forehead against his and he smiles, shaking his head. “You drive me crazy, jiejie…” He says, lining his cock against your soaking entrance.

“Now let’s get you pregnant, yeah?” And then he sinks you onto him, pushing his entire length inside you until the tip reaches your womb. You’re so small against his tall frame and he carries your entire weight so easily, bouncing you on his cock with little to no effort. You bite onto his shoulder, your eyes screwing shut at the sheer pleasure of having his thick cock pistoning in and out of you. He knows just how to fuck you, hitting that spot within you until you’re gushing around him again and again. Your tits bounce against his chest and he leans down to capture your erect nipple in his mouth, suckling and swirling his tongue around it just to stimulate you even more.

You cry out his name repeatedly, your walls clenching around him tight until he’s coming inside you–filling your womb with his hot semen. He keeps your legs around him as he presses his weight slightly against you while he rides his orgasm. You sigh, breathless from your own release–your chest heaving and legs trembling.

After a few minutes, your husband finally moves and just when you thought he’d put you back onto the floor, he walks towards the bed instead without even detaching himself from your cunt. Your walls clamp around him tightly and you can feel his cock twitching back to life. Your mind is reeling at his stamina the first time you experienced it but now, you’re somewhat used to it.

He places you on the bed and presses his body against you, hooking your legs behind him instinctively from your familiarity with this position. You moan when you feel his hips begin to move, slowly at first just so he can push the leaking cum back inside you. And then it’s hard and fast all over again, his cock thrusting in and out of you, each plunge deeper than the next.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he hisses as he slowly pulls out before shoving himself back in, all the way to the hilt, bumping against your cum-filled womb. You gasp out his name, the sensation almost made your heart stop. He’s losing his goddamn mind at the sheer pleasure of fucking you like this, raw and obscene. He pulls back just to watch his cock slide in and out of you, eyes fixated on your cunt, eagerly sucking him in.

“Please fill me up again…” you hear yourself say, looking at him through half-lidded eyes, glazed with lust. You grip onto the silk sheets beneath you as you drown yourself in the sensation–his hot skin against yours, the taste of his lips, the erotic sight of him sweating as he fucks you, the overwhelming scent of sex, and the lewd, wet squelching sound of his cock pumping in and out of your soaking cunt.

“Fucking cum inside me again please…” you beg and his thrusts grow harsher, his fingers sinking into your thighs as he bottoms out inside you. “Fuck yes–hnnng…take my cum!” He grunts, pressing his whole weight on you as his hips ruts violently against you, jets of his hot cum shooting into you and filling your womb again, painting your insides white.

There’s too much now and you feel impossibly full. You hold your breath thinking it will hold it in but the cum continues to spill past your joined flesh and onto the sheets. He stills inside you, pumping the last few drops before pulling out of you, immediately pushing your hips up and placing a pillow beneath you to keep you elevated.

“Fuck, that’s a lot—” he says, watching his semen leak out of you. He scoops them up with his fingers and pushes them back inside you. He curls his fingers only to get a reaction out of you, earning him a stern ‘Lu. Jing. He.’ He laughs and settles himself next to you on the bed, placing a kiss on your forehead then on your lips. He then pushes his cum-covered fingers inside your mouth and you suck on them earnestly, tasting your combined fluids. “Just in case you miss the taste,” he grins.

He then places the same hand against your stomach, rubbing it in circles. You bask in the afterglow with him, your heart swelling with emotions as he brings your hand to his lips, kissing your wedding band, reminding you of his vows to you.

And as your eyes flutter close, you say a little prayer in your head, hoping the gods will finally bless you with a baby—a little Lu Jinghe.

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Advisor Kim left the tea room just as soon as the two of you began your session—but only after leaving a stack of towels outside the bedroom door. The Emperor slides the door open after you have fallen asleep, ready to call out for the maids but quickly stops himself when he notices the towels. He smiles and brings them into the room, knowing exactly who left them there.

The eavesdropping maid servants leave the tea room soon after, aroused and sexually frustrated. One of them left earlier than the rest to meet with the guard in the storage room for a session of their own.

“Did you get turned on listening to them again?” The guard asks, as he kneels between the maid’s legs. “How loud were they this time?”

She spreads herself wider for him and guides his cock into her, desperate to be filled just like the Empress. “Let’s just say, we didn’t even need to be in the tea room to hear them.”

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About two weeks later, that same maid servant kneels beside you, holding your hair back as you vomit the lunch you had into the bucket. You wipe the residue with the back of your hand and try to steady your breathing only to dive back into the bucket, expelling whatever’s left inside you.

The senior attendant stands by the door, watching you with a knowing smile on her face.

#brainrotdump #tot smut #totnsfw #marius von hagen smut #lu jinghe #tears of themis #marius x reader #smut prompts #marius von hagen

[valkyrayn]

pulling an all nighter with artem at the law firm and the two of you end up fucking in his office near the start of the workday........

- 💃

anon, i love your mind. yes! thank you for this. guess this is gonna be another office sex fic and i'm not complaining. office sex with artem must be fucking mind blowing. put slightly a bit of effort on this. hope you like it!

Pairing: Artem Wing x afab!reader

Words: 2.0k words

Tags: office sex, dirty talking, artem uses protection, huge cock artem, thank you celestine for your service

Yawning for the fourth time that hour, you stretch your arms above your head and hear your joints crack - you’ve stayed in this sitting position for way too long since god knows what time. “Is it really 5am?” you ask, glancing at the clock on the wall.

Artem doesn’t answer, his bloodshot eyes still focused on the paper in his hands as he skims through paragraphs upon paragraphs of the document. This particular case has been a nightmare and initially, you weren’t even involved with it until your boyfriend aka best attorney aka turns out to be an adorable needy boy when he needs to be, suddenly asked you for help.

And you’re glad he did - it shows just how much he’s gotten comfortable with sharing his problems with you, which he had a hard time doing previously. This means you also get to see him more often and it’s been nice, really…except that all you two have been doing for the past week is work.

You love him, you really do, but damn it. Sometimes you wonder if this man has sexual needs at all. Honestly all you need right now is for him to plough into you until you both fall asleep in eachother's arms. But that’s not possible, at least not until this case is complete because at the end of the day, you both usually end up going home separately - and because you know that he’s tired is why you never asked to stay over.

You yawn again and lean into your chair and he mirrors you, finally showing signs of life by moving as he too leans back against his chair and yawn into his hand. Phew, you thought, for a while there you were almost convinced that you’re dating an android.

Artem stacks the papers and puts them aside neatly on the edge of the desk, placing a paper weight on top of them. “Okay, so these are finally done.” He says to himself.

He reaches for the tie around his neck and starts undoing it before pulling it off his collars completely then rolls it into a ball and places it neatly on the table. You just feel something flip in your stomach when you watch him do that. The first few buttons of his shirt are unbuttoned too, giving you a glimpse of his collarbones and now you’re just openly staring at him.

“Hey, love. I’m going to grab us some coffee.” He says, standing up from his chair and your eyes follow him. “Sorry you had to work the whole day with me like this…” he apologizes as he starts walking towards you.

You grab him by the wrist when he’s finally standing in front of you and he smiles at you sweetly before leaning in to kiss you on the lips. Before you can even lean deeper into the kiss, he pulls away ready to leave.

Your grip tightens around him and you pull him back until he turns to face you again.

“I-I don’t want coffee…”

He raises an eyebrow. “Hmm. I’ll get you tea then, is that okay?”

“No…I want…” you trail off, mouthing the word ‘you’ as you look up at him, praying for him to get the signal. He stares at you, eyes widening when he finally realizes what you’re actually asking for. You stand up from your seat and throw your arms over his shoulders. Be bold, girl - you whisper to yourself.

“Can we have sex…please?” Yeah girl, don’t even sugarcoat it.

His mouth falls slightly open in surprise, mind reeling but he wraps his arms around you anyway.

“Now? Right…here?”

You don’t even answer him as you pull him down so you can capture his lips into a searing kiss. All the pent up sexual frustration is shown in the desperation of this kiss, and it’s hot and rough. And even though he’s hesitant at first, he eventually starts kissing you back with the same intensity, piercing his tongue into your welcoming mouth. Your cunt twitches at the way his tongue explores you and your body is aching to have more of him, his scent, his taste, his touch - on you and inside you.

He keeps his mouth on you, dragging his lips down your throat, to your collarbones - as he backs you up towards his desk. The moment your back collides against the edge of the desk, his hands are already on your blouse, deftly unbuttoning it before pushing it off your shoulders then tossing it onto the desk.

Your hand reaches down to palm his erection through his pants, biting your lips when you realize how incredibly hard he’s gotten. It excites you knowing that he’s as turned on as you and you can feel yourself getting wetter at the thought of him finally shoving his thick cock inside you and stretching you wide.

“Mmmh…shit babe,” he moans when you massage his cock through his pants, and he starts grinding against your hand while he pulls the cup of your bras down your chest exposing your tits, your nipples hard and begging for attention. He dives in and captures the pink bud into his hot mouth, his other hand reaching over to your other breast so he can stimulate both of your nipples at the same time. And he continues to tug and pull, suckling on your tits hungrily and it drives you crazy; your hand now shoved inside your underwear, rubbing your clit desperately. “Artem-need your cock inside…” you beg.

Immediately, he carries you and places you on his desk, pushes your skirt up before pulling your panties off - then takes his position in between your legs. And you reach down to unzip his pants, embarrassingly desperate to have his cock like a bitch in heat. His cock, finally out of its restraints now stands erect against your pussy lips, hard, heavy and leaking with pre-cum. You swipe your fingers on the tip, gathering the fluids before putting them in your mouth, sucking onto them as you stare into his eyes. “Fuck, you make me so-ah!” You cut him off by wrapping your fingers around his cock and start stroking it, making him jerk against your hand.

“Fuck-baby wait…” He says, suddenly pulling himself away from you. You whine in protest and you watch him as he goes to take something out of his drawer.

“...did you just-pull a condom out of your drawer?” You ask in disbelief as you stare at the condom in his hand to confirm it. He bites into the edge of the wrapper and tears it off, now standing once again in between your legs.

“Yes…?”

You have so many questions now. Has he been anticipating this? Has he been expecting to have sex with you in the office - like, what? And here you thought you really know your boyfriend but apparently not.

“Save your questions for later,” he says, pressing the rubber at the head of his cock before rolling it on. You lean back, placing your hands flat on the desk behind your back before adjusting yourself comfortably to receive him. He grabs onto your right leg and places it against his shoulder, his other hand slowly guiding the tip of his cock into your soaking pussy.

“Holy shit, Artem...” you exhale sharply when he starts pushing his cock in, splitting you open and he’s only halfway in. “Fuck! Artem!” You scream when he suddenly shoves deep into you, and you’re taking in his full girth, stretching you so wide you fear he might actually tear you. Even though you have been fucked by the same cock so many times before, it always feels surreal when he first pushes it in - thankfully he gets you wet enough for you to be able to take him in.

“You’re s-so tight-ah-” he stutters. You’re just too fucking big, the voice in your head screams as you reach forward to grab him by the shirt to pull him into a kiss. And he kisses you hard, moaning into your mouth as he continues to pump his cock in and out of your tight cunt, reducing you into a complete whining mess, your juices spilling onto his desk at each shove of his cock.

“Yes, Artem please-fuck me…with your huge cock. I miss it-so much…” You say in between kisses and he pushes his tongue into you, desperate to taste more of you. “I miss fucking you too,” he says when he finally pulls away, a string of your saliva connecting you to him. And he proves how much he truly misses fucking you by pushing your legs to your chest so he can pound into you deeper. The wet noises of his heavy balls slapping against your ass turns you on even more, your eyes now rolling to the back of your head when you feel the tip of his cock press against your cervix.

You reach your orgasm with a strangled scream, hands squeezing your own tits and he continues fucking you through it, relishing at the sight of your white cream on his condom covered cock.

Your cunt stretches deliciously around him, possibly even wider now at that angle. He slams himself harder into you, his thrusts rough and desperate and he’s grunting, cursing and chanting your name as he reaches closer to his own orgasm.

Artem spreads your legs apart and tightens his grip around your thighs, his rhythm becoming uneven but still relentless and harsh against you. “Want to see your face when I cum, baby…” he says, as he brings his hand up momentarily to brush his fingers through the hair covering his eyes, slicking it back. He fucks you towards your second orgasm and it’s mind blowing, sending vibrations up your spine, your body weak but still aching and willing to receive his hard pounding.

Artem’s last few thrusts are rough and fast but as your walls closes in on him again, he finally explodes, sending you both into a high that blurs your vision. You both moan in unison as he continues to cum inside you, rutting his hips uncontrollably against your body, spilling his seed into the rubber. Your cunt pulses around him, milking every drop of his cum as you enjoy the feeling of his cock twitching violently inside you.

He falls halfway on top of you, his hands on either side of your head, and he stares into your eyes as he continues to pump himself in and out of you, your cunt now swollen and overstimulated.

“Fuck…that was-” he breathes, lost for words. He leans in to kiss you and this time it's soft and gentle and you hum against his mouth as you breathe in the smell of sex in the room. You shift your legs slightly and notices how wet the desk is now with your juices, and there's a lot of it too. Although, you expect nothing less after having him make you cum multiple times like that. Thankfully, the papers are out of the way because Artem has put them aside earlier, and you wonder if that was him thinking ahead of time - which brings you back to the question.

“So… Why do you have a condom inside your drawer?”

“I put it there.”

You both snap your heads around towards the direction of the voice and find Celestine standing by the door with a smirk on her face as she brings the cup towards her lips.

“Celestine, what the fuck?!” Artem curses, pulling his cock out of you and you whine at the sudden loss but quickly jumps off the desk, pushing your skirt down before grabbing your blouse from the desk. Artem is turned the other way as he struggles to pull the condom off of him, occasionally turning to check if Celestine is still standing there; and she is.

“I have a whole box of it in my office too. So you know, feel free,” she says, pointing at your panties on the floor, winking at you. Blush starts blooming on your cheeks as you bend down to pick it up and hides it behind your back as if that will do anything to save you from the embarrassment.

“Artem, bring her out for breakfast for god’s sake. The sun is up.” She says casually, finally leaving the room and closing the door behind her. That’s when you look up at the clock on the wall - it’s almost 7am, the rays of sunlight streaming through the blinds confirms that it is indeed morning. And Celestine is particularly early today because she has an important meeting with an overseas client.

You look over at Artem and he’s already put his necktie back on, adjusting it slightly around his neck until he’s satisfied. “Breakfast?” He asks.

“Yes, boss.” You smile teasingly. And he smiles back at you but from the look on his eyes, he’s either cursing or thanking Celestine in his head. Either way, you’re just happy you finally get to have office sex with him.

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[valkyrayn]

Hihi~ can I request Marius and the prompt "No panties?" and or "Come here and sit on my face and I'll show you how much I missed you." Ty!

pussy eating Marius? don't mind if i do anon. this boy is good with his mouth. This one is particularly long so yeah. And it’s also 4am when i finished this. So i’ll fix whatever mistakes there is tomorrow. Felt like a woman possessed writing this. enjoy anon! <3

Pairing: Marius von Hagen x afab!reader

Words: 2.6k words

Tags: raw unprotected sex, creampie, implied breeding kink, dirty talking, rich toilet?sex, pussy eating, fingering, onee-san kink

Marius had been away on a business trip for 4 weeks and it's not even funny at how sexually frustrated you have been for that entire month. You were so used to waking up with him between your legs in the morning, ready to make you cum in his mouth before you're even fully awake. And you welcome it every time because you're usually a happier person for the rest of the day after that.

So, it felt weird not having him do that to you for the past few weeks and your fingers just can't seem to satisfy you the way his mouth could.

But since he's finally coming home today, you decide to give him a little surprise. The surprise really is more for you than it is for him, if you were being honest. Also, you're usually not this bold but having good sex changes you and sex with Marius is just way too fucking good that you find yourself always trying to do something more daring to spice up your sex life.

“Go straight and you’ll find the powder room directly to your left, Miss,” the concierge gestures and you give him a smile before making your way down the hallway. You initially wanted to meet Marius at the airport but he’s being dragged yet again, to this godforsaken soft launch ceremony - which is really just a show for the VIPs to come eat and drink and do whatever it is that rich people do. Knowing Marius, you know for sure that you’re not going to find him in the ballroom.

‘I’m in the powder room. Meet me there <3’

And that’s how you end up here, in front of the powder room, ready to reunite with your boyfriend but still making sure to scan the area before you enter, because, well, paparazzis. You rub your thighs together, the thrill of sneaking around like this is turning you on so much that you start to feel the tell-tale signs of your arousal in between your thighs. There’s nothing covering yourself down there either to soak it up.

“Marius-”

Before you can even knock, the door swings open and Marius grabs you by the wrist to pull you into the room before shutting the door behind him. “Hey, baby.” He smiles, grabbing your face with his hands so he can pull you into a kiss. And god, he kisses you good.

It starts off soft and gentle but as it always is with Marius, it always ends up being hot and heavy pretty quickly. “Ah-Marius,” you sigh in between kisses and he pulls away long enough for you to catch your breath before diving back in for more.

His soft lips attack yours desperately as he pulls you in closer by the waist and at this point, you can just feel the heat emanating from your bodies. The air conditioned room suddenly feels hot and steamy and you want nothing more but for him to rip the dress off of you.

You want him, need him to touch you anywhere, everywhere on your body.

You moan into his mouth when you feel his hand slide down your back before expertly turning you around so he can push you against the door. Your back collides against it, your tongues meet and good god, it drives you crazy at how much you miss the taste of him. You capture his lower lip in between your teeth and tug on it gently, eliciting a moan from him. He dives back in and captures your mouth once again, and you kiss him back, mirroring his intensity that it almost looks pornographic.

“I fucking missed you,” he says breathlessly when he finally pulls away, his forehead resting against yours, your chests heaving. Your head is spinning and all you can focus on is how good he smells. You miss the scent on him, of him - and it’s not cologne, no - it’s just him. And you always tell him that; how he’s like a walking, living and breathing aphrodisiac whose only existence is to arouse you.

“I missed you too,” you say before pulling him down by the collar so you can kiss him again. His hand slides further down your waist, dipping between your curves and you finally release him from the kiss when his hand stops and rests on your ass, just where you want it to be. You look up at him to watch his reaction and it’s almost as if you can see the gears turning in his head when he realizes that you’re not wearing anything under that tight dress.

You grind against his hand for him to get a good feel of your bare ass behind the dress, earning a good squeeze that made you yelp. He pulls you against his body so you can feel his erection, and it feels thick and heavy - and he looks down at you, a smirk now playing on his lips.

“No panties?” He asks.

“Mhmm...”

He pushes himself off you and walks backwards towards the chaise lounge chair in the middle of the room. How rich can these people be to have a whole ass velvet chair in a washroom, you thought. But then again, you’re dating said rich man. And he owns the place.

Marius seats himself onto the chair and motions with his finger for you to come and join him. "Come here and sit on my face…” he says it so casually in that tone that you only get to hear when he’s about to fuck your brains out. You can definitely feel your arousal trickling down your thighs now.

You stride confidently towards him, maintaining eye contact until you’re standing right in between his legs. He brushes his hands against your sides before slowly sliding them down your curves until they reach the hem of your dress.

“I'll show you how much I missed you." He smiles all smug before harshly pushing your dress up to your waist, exposing your bare cunt to him. You grab him by the shoulder when you feel his fingers suddenly brush against your clit before rubbing it in circles, teasing you. Your body jerks involuntarily at the sensation, your nails digging into his skin when he starts stroking you harder, your juices now dripping down his arm and soaking into his rolled up sleeve.

You moan at the feeling of his fingers piercing through your folds and into your hot and soaking entrance while his thumb lazily grazes your sensitive nub at the same time.

“Mmm...you’re dripping wet, onee-san. Is this all because of me?”

Fuck. He knows how to rile you up even more. Every time he calls you that, it triggers something inside you, arousing you even more than you’d like to be. The fact that he calls you ‘onee-san’ while his fingers are shoved deep inside your pussy makes you feel incredibly nasty - in a good fucking way.

“Yes-” you manage to choke out a response, your legs pressing together when he suddenly curls his finger inside you. “Keep. Your legs. Open.” There’s a change in his tone. His voice is low, deep and demanding; the tone that signals the appearance of that other side of him that only you get to see.

You’re going to need him to carry you outside of this room later because if that tone tells you anything, it means you’re not going to survive this with your sanity intact. He’s going to fuck you into oblivion.

“Sit on my face, right now.” He demands, curling his fingers forward while they’re still lodged in your cunt - forcing your body to fall forward onto him. He pulls out of you and puts the fingers in his mouth, tasting you and even stares into your eyes as he does it.

Marius leans back into the chaise before lying down on it, finding a comfortable position before pulling you forward with his hands around your hips. You kick off your heels and climb onto the chaise and he guides you until your body is positioned right where he wants you to be - you kneeling on the chaise with his head between your legs, your cunt hovering above his mouth.

“Play with your tits while I eat you,” he says and the moment his lips touches your pussy, any sliver of sanity you had left has now dissolved into nothing. He laps onto your pussy hungrily and the slurping sound of him feasting on your cunt makes you very aware of how quiet the room actually is.

You grab onto your still-covered breasts and start kneading them desperately through the silk material. Frustrated at the lack of your skin exposed to him, his arm suddenly reaches up and pulls your dress together with your bra down your chest, finally exposing your swollen nipples to the chill air of the room.

He grabs a handful of your left breast, kneading it, pulling and tugging on your nipple all while his tongue is deep inside your cunt. His grunts are muffled by your pussy and you roll your hips needily against him, aching for his tongue to go deeper inside you.

In the entire month of his absence, you’ve been dreaming about this. But none of those wet dreams can compare to the real thing. His hand abandons your breast to grab onto your hip, his grip tightening around you when you begin to lightly bounce on him. He continues to eat your pussy, swirling his tongue in between your folds, rapidly circling your clit and tugging them between his lips - your juices and his drool combined, dripping down his chin and onto his neck.

“Your mouth feels so fucking good…please-want…need…m-more-” You’re babbling, incoherent, and he cuts you off by abruptly pulling your hips down so he can bury his tongue deeper in your cunt. He moans against you, the vibration shoots directly up your spine and the overwhelming sensation swallows you whole forcing you to cum violently against into mouth.

You’re drooling on yourself, tongue lolling out, eyes crossed and chest heaving as you struggle to breathe. Marius watches you completely lose yourself to the pleasure as you continue to rut uncontrollably against his mouth and you’re just screaming his name over and over until you lose your voice. And he continues to lick, swallowing every drop of you until your thighs stop shuddering over his ears.

Once you ride the last wave of that orgasm, he moves from under you and pushes you down to lie on your back so you can take over his previous spot.

“My turn to cum, onee-san.”

You watch him as he unbuckles his belt, your eyes focused on the extremely sizeable bulge straining against the zipper. Heat pools within your womb when he finally releases his cock from the confines of his pants, standing erect, the size still amazes you even after having seen it so many times before. He grins at you, noticing how you’re openly staring at his cock as you watch him squeeze the pre-cum from the slit before smearing it over the head with his thumb.

When he finally positions his cock against your entrance, he starts off by only nudging your now overly sensitive clit with his tip. You whine and arch your hips forward, desperate for him to stop the teasing and just start fucking you.

He does this all the fucking time. When you let your guard down, when you think he’s just going to edge you and tease you, that’s when he suddenly shoves himself fully inside you, this fucking bastard. You take him in embarrassingly easy too because you’re still soaking wet from your previous orgasm.

It doesn’t take long for him to start fucking you hard and fast the way you want him to. His grip tightens around your thighs as he slams his cock inside you with abandon and the loud sound of his balls smacking against your ass fills the room. It also smells heavily like sex and it sends you into a different kind of high that you only get when having sex with him. The kind of high that heightens your senses and simply overwhelms you with extreme pleasure until all you see is white.

And that’s when your orgasm hits you like a truck. You cum with a strangled scream, creaming around him once again as he continues to thrust himself deep into your womb, trying to chase his own climax. “Marius…please…please cum for me-want your cum,” you beg, your voice hoarse now from all the screaming.

He pushes your legs towards your chest so he can fuck you deeper then he continues to ruthlessly pound his cock into you in that angle, reaching impossibly deep, dragging another orgasm out of you. But this time, it finally sends him over the edge. “Fuck, baby, I’m cumming. I’m cumming inside you,” he grunts, exploding inside you seconds after, painting your walls white with his cum.

You splayed your hands over your womb, relishing at the feeling of being pumped full of his seed, all hot and sticky inside you. The sensation makes you dizzy and you shut your eyes, willing yourself to pass out if that’s what your body wants to do.

You can feel his cock twitch inside you as it continues to pump the last few spurts of his semen. Even when he’s done, he doesn’t pull out right away, instead he falls on top of you and rests his head in between your breasts, snuggling against them like pillows. You laugh and run your fingers through his hair and wipe the bead of sweat dripping down the side of his temple.

“Thank you for that,” he says, breathless. And he looks up at you with a smile on his face. You suddenly clench your walls around his cock to tease him, immediately wiping the smile off his face. You can feel his cock twitch and harden again inside you and you immediately regret what you’ve done.

“Onee-san…are you asking for round two?”

“No-no I didn’t mean to-ah, Marius!”

He suddenly flips you over and positions you on your hands and knees before shoving himself back inside you and you whine at the feeling of your combined fluids spilling out of your cunt, trickling down your thighs and pooling on the expensive seat.

“You’re going to walk out of here with my cum dripping down your thighs non-stop. Do you regret not wearing panties now?” He asks, not really expecting an answer.

You moan as he continues to drive his cock inside you.

Do you regret it? No, you absolutely don’t.

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[valkyrayn]

Idk y but I think Artem may be a switch. Uh what if he shows his rough side?

anons yall got me thinking about how Artem will finally stop being so vanilla because you got him so sexually frustrated that all he wants to do is fuck you. a bit ooc (but also not cus maybe he IS a switch 👀) but damn do i really wanna see this side of him. i’m combining these three requests cus that’s the only way i’ll write them all at this point, i’ve been so busy with work lately it’s insane. anyways i wrote this one on my phone again (cus for some reason write better on my phone idk why). so i’ll format this properly tomorrow morning but anyways, here’s food. a short one but food nevertheless

ps. idk which prompt 50 is from so i just did 22 from prompt #1 cus it fits the writing <3

Pairing: Artem Wing x afab!reader

Words: 786 words

Tags: office sex, dirty talking, window sex, dom!artem, daddy kink, creampie

Artem tries so hard to ignore it. He has to finish these goddamn paperwork but you’re not helping by coming to his office every night to ‘check in on him.’ You usually just sit across him and watch him work, your feet rubbing against his cock under the desk, teasing him all while talking about the case he’s working on. And he entertains your conversations so casually, as if he doesn’t have a raging hard on behind those pants. And for 3 straight days, he tries to ignore this. But 3 days was enough.

One night, he just loses it. It is hard not to when you come in his office in a trench coat with nothing else underneath. You remove it and let it pool around your ankles and take your usual position across him. You expect him to just ignore you and continue working again, but tonight is different.

“Stand up. Go and stand near the window. Now.”

His stern voice makes you nervous but you obey him anyway, leaving your seat to stand next to the window. You feel exposed like this, completely naked while he’s still fully dressed in his suit.

Artem closes in the distance between you two and grabs onto your small hand before placing it against his erection. You can feel it twitch even with all the layers of clothing. “Can you see what you’re doing to me—fuck.” And slams your back against the window, kissing you, invading your mouth with his tongue — his kisses rough and desperate leaving you both breathless.

“Guess the only way I’m finishing this case is by fucking you first.” He turns you around and shoves his hand between your thighs, forcing your legs open so he can touch your cunt through your soaked panties. His hot breath brushes against your ear and you moan at the sudden intrusion of his fingers inside your wet heat.

“Damnit you drive me crazy…beg for it or I’ll stop.” He says, his fingers now lodged inside you but remain unmoving. You whine and roll your hips against him, desperate for the friction. “I’ve been waiting for this, Mr. Wing. Please…want you to fuck me.”

And goddamn does he fuck you. He fucks you right then and there, against the glass window of his office, the door ajar and forgotten—anyone could walk right in at any moment. He’s not stopping any time soon, not when he has finally gotten a taste of that cunt that he’s been missing for so long now.

“Fuck me, daddy…” You moan, his fucking has turned your brain into mush, causing the words to leave your lips so carelessly. Hearing you call him that made him freeze for a second and you whine at the sudden lack of movement. “Why’d you stop—“

“…say that again.”

“…say what?” you ask, turning your head back to look at him. He pushes your face against the glass and leans in, his breathing hot and heavy. “Call me daddy…” and he thrusts back into you, his cock stretching you wide once again.

“Ah—fuck daddy. Please fuck me…daddy…please!” Your voice getting louder at every thrust, his pace increasing, each slam inside your cunt harder than before.

“Should I cum inside you, you dirty slut? Tell me.”

“Yes…please inside me…please.” Your pleas desperate and it’s music to his ears.

“Please, what?”

Your brain rattles at the particular hard thrust of his cock inside you, yet it amazes you that you know exactly what he’s asking for.

“PLEASE DADDY!”

That’s all he needed to hear and it sends him immediately over the edge, his hips bucking violently against you, pushing you harder against the wall as he erupts inside you. A string of curses leave his lips, his head thrown back in sheer pleasure as he shoots his cum inside your spasming walls.

The feeling of his hot semen inside you makes you cum around him and you moan against the glass, fogging up the window with your hot breath. Artem fucks you through your orgasm, his last few thrusts slow and gentle before pulling out, leaving your thoroughly fucked body slump against the glass.

Artem gathers you in his arms and carries you towards the couch, placing you gently on it. He proceeds to clean you up, wiping the combined fluids from your thighs before draping the trench coat over your body.

“No funny business until I finish this case, okay?” He smiles at you, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead before making his way back to his desk. You watch him from the distance, admiring how quickly he regains the focus he needs for his work as you drift slowly into your slumber.

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[valkyrayn]

herro. can i get 'i could watch you ride me all day' and 'please, ruin me?' for marius pls hihi thank you!

okay as promised, here's part 2 – part 1 is here in case you missed it. decided to use this anon request so i can get two requests out of the way with this series. this one is just straight up porn lmao. i literally got too horny that i couldn't continue writing. this had to sit in the drafts for days bcus of that. that and also bcus i was too busy celebrating christmas. sorry if this was messy (hehe) i'll probably proofread it later once the horny dies down lmao

Pairing: Marius von Hagen x afab!reader

Words: 2.0k words

Tags: fwb relationship, handcuffs, messy, sloppy sex, blowjob, deepthroat, doggy, rough sex, squirting, multiple creampies, breeding kink, cum swallowing, cock riding, dirty talking, shameless smut, just straight up porn, plot is there if you squint

Inspo: audio inspo | visual

“Fuck…you’re gonna make me–hnng…cum down your throat...”

Fuck does it feel good to be in control. It’s a sight that will burn into your head forever – Marius von Hagen, young heir of Pax Group, handcuffed to your bed and losing his absolute fucking mind over you deepthroating him. The power trip provoked something in you, your heightened arousal making you more feral and nastier than usual.

Tears pool in your eyes when you start taking him deeper, challenging your gag reflex. The head of his cock hits the back of your throat, forcing a gush of saliva out of you, coating his entire length. You don’t stop – his loud moans only urging you on to stimulate him more, hollowing your cheeks around him and then pulling away with a wet pop.

The air conditioned room does nothing to help bring down the heat that’s emanating from both your naked bodies. Your eyes linger briefly on him, noticing the thin sheen of sweat on his neck all the way to his heaving chest, making his skin shimmer under the dim artificial light in the room.

Marius is just so goddamn nice to look at — from his handsome boyish face down to his athletic body; hell, even his cock is amazing to look at. It’s unfair how he lucked out this much in the gene department and the fact that he knows just how attractive he is makes him dangerous.

As your saliva makes its slow trail down the length of his cock, you hear him curse softly under his breath followed by the rattling sound of the handcuffs as he starts tugging on them again. Much to your relief, despite his many attempts, he still remains chained to your bed – but considering the quality of the handcuffs, you know they’re not going to hold him there for long. All he needs is a few more tries…

You move from between his legs to straddle him again, your knees on either side of him with your cunt hovering above him, just inches away from his length. Marius looks down at his twitching cock, desperately seeking contact with your wet heat but you raise your hips to avoid him, just to frustrate him even further.

“Use your words, von Hagen.” You smile teasingly at him, running your nails down his chest, then further down his navel towards his cock. You wrap your fingers around it and give it a few languid strokes, eliciting a strangled moan from him.

“Please ride my cock. Need to be—inside you…”

He doesn’t have to ask twice. You’re already squatting on top of him so you can line his tip against your entrance, your slick mixing with the precum dribbling out from the slit of his cock. Placing your hands on his chest, you slowly sink down onto him, your moans come out in unison once his girth pushes past your entrance, stretching your tight walls to accommodate him.

“A-ah…your cunt feels so good…so tight.” You hear him say, his words making you cream around him, your walls spasming and gripping his cock like a vice. Despite your trembling legs, you continue bouncing on his cock, using your hands on his chest as leverage. The slapping sound of your ass against his soaked thighs reverberates throughout the room – as your pace increases, the louder it becomes.

“God–fuck…I could watch you ride me all day…” Marius says through gritted teeth, watching you bounce desperately on him, your breaths coming out sharp at each downward motion. You’re nearing your orgasm and he can tell from the way your pace has started to falter.

“Shit–don’t…you dare fucking–stop, baby,” he says, thrusting his hips upwards so suddenly that it almost made your heart stop. His tip touches your cervix and he stays there – forcing the orgasm out of you, your legs trembling uncontrollably as you cum around him, your juices gushing out of you and soaking his thighs. The way your walls clench around him sends him to the brink and he tries to hold back, but your squirting and the way you’re screaming his name proved to be too much for him.

“Ah~” you sigh, feeling him erupt inside you, his cum spurting out of his cock and into your womb. You can’t be bothered to think about the consequences right now, the pleasure alone is enough to make you want to risk it all.

With a shuddering exhale, you fall forward onto his body, your tits pressed against his hard chest – your whole body limp from the explosive release. You whine at the feeling of your combined fluids dripping out of you and the way his cock twitches and swell against your walls. Before you even have the chance to fully recover from your high, you hear the snap of the chain being broken – you don’t even need to look to know that he’s escaped from the cuffs.

Accepting defeat, you grip onto the sheets below him and shut your eyes, willing your body to him, to let him use you and fulfill his promise.

“Mmm…told you you’re gonna regret this,” he whispers in your ear before rolling your body off of him and pinning you against the bed. “Hnn–Marius!” you yell when he shoves his fingers inside your cunt, still sensitive from your previous orgasm. But he doesn’t care, your pleas will fall on deaf ears – he only has one goal in mind, and that is to fuck you stupid.

Two of his fingers pump in and out of you, shoving his cum deeper into you while his thumb is pressed against your nub, occasionally moving down to circle your clit. He still has the cuffs on, the broken chain that’s hanging from them brushes against your inner thighs, tickling you and sending shivers up your spine.

He grabs onto your thighs to keep you still when you start squirming against him, his grip sinking into your skin that you’re sure they’re going to leave marks. Marius pushes your thighs apart and leans his face closer to your pussy, your folds glistening from all the combined fluids. He locks his eyes with yours as he spits onto your cunt, coating your clit with his saliva before diving in to take it in his mouth.

“Aaaah–oh fuck!” You scream into the ceiling, your hips bucking violently against his face, smearing your slick all over his mouth and nose. The smell of your sex drives him absolutely feral and he sinks his tongue in your hole, swirling it around before licking up the length between your folds and proceed to suck onto your nub.

Released from his grip, your thighs clamp shut around him, legs shuddering on either side of head as you cum in his mouth, the overwhelming sensation blurring your vision. He pulls away to watch you, your juices gushing out of you and onto him, soaking everything else within the radius.

He doesn’t wait for you to recover, immediately flipping you around and positions you on your hands and knees only briefly before he pulls your arms back and keeps them locked behind you. Wrapping a hand around your neck, he pulls you roughly towards him so your back is pressed against his chest while his cock nestles snugly between the crack of your ass.

Grabbing onto your jaw, he turns your head slightly towards him and kisses you, his tongue pushing its way into your mouth and invading you. You moan against him, realizing that he’s gathered his cum in his mouth so he can have you swallow it. You welcome it, kissing him back with the same aggression, sucking onto his tongue to taste your combined fluids.

It’s an obscene sight and you can’t help but blush at how far you’ve come from being an inexperienced virgin to this. You never expected to be so sexually connected to a person like this, convinced that no one else can ever make you feel this good besides him.

“Please…ruin me…” you hear yourself say and he pulls away briefly to look at you, a smirk playing on his lips. “I will baby…I fucking will,” he replies and kisses you again, his hand moving down your neck to grab onto your breast, roughly kneading it just to make you moan into his mouth.

Marius releases you briefly, letting you fall face first onto the bed, your ass in the air and presented to him. He lines his thick cock at your dripping entrance and drives himself home, all the way to the hilt – eliciting a sharp cry from you. He bullies his way into your cunt, repeatedly pulling out fully only to slam back in with a force so he can hear the headboard hit the wall. He wants the neighbors to know how hard he’s fucking you – wants them to know who’s making you scream like that.

Hot white pleasure pools within your womb and you feel overwhelmed and fucked out of your mind. It’s sloppy and messier than usual – his pumping shoves the cum from his previous orgasm out of you and you can feel it dripping, leaving a messy trail down your thigh. Strings of sticky fluids pulling and snapping each time his skin makes contact against yours.

The pace of his thrusting increases and your grip tightens around the sheet, face buried into the mattress so you can scream as loud as your lungs would allow. At this angle, he’s consistently hitting your g-spot and it doesn’t take long for you to explode once again, squirting around him and coating his abdomen with your juices.

“Oh–fuck,” he grunts, his pace steady as he continues to pound mercilessly into your cunt, his cock slipping out a few times from how wet and slippery it has gotten. Grabbing onto his length, he pushes himself back inside you and starts pumping harder in and out of your swollen cunt to chase his own release. The sound of his balls smacking against your wet pussy becoming louder as he pummels faster into you.

Your legs give out, your hips falling onto the bed forcing him to detach himself from you. You only had a few seconds to catch your breath before he flips you over and onto your back, pushing your legs towards your chest then proceeds to plunge his cock back inside you, stretching your walls once again.

With little strength that you have left, you roll your hips against him, meeting his thrust to help him reach his release faster. With a loud guttural moan and a final hard thrust against your womb, he finally ejaculates inside you – filling you to the brim once again with his seed. Jets of hot cum spurt into you, painting your walls white and you whine at the sensation, your body trembling uncontrollably against him.

Marius grabs onto your breasts and starts kneading as he tries to catch his own breath. The sensation of the cold chain from the cuffs brushing against your hot skin is the only thing keeping you conscious, your mind numb from everything else.

After releasing most of the load inside you, he pulls out and pumps the last few drops of cum onto your tits then proceeds to smear it all over your heaving chest. He smiles down at you and takes in the sight of your beautiful and used body, all wet and sticky from all kinds of bodily fluids.

“I have a question..” he trails, lying down beside you. Your eyes flutter open and you turn to face him to find him smiling softly at you. “Do you like me?” He asks.

His question came unexpectedly and you find yourself stumbling on your words, trying to think of an answer. You know the answer but you can’t bring yourself to admit it, yet. “I–uh…like? Like, like like?” You’re not making any sense, your muddled brain still trying to recover from all the sex. He laughs, climbing on top of you, arms propped on either side of your head before leaning down to place a small kiss on your lips, the gentleness a huge contrast from how he kisses you earlier.

“It’s okay. Maybe I’ll just need to fuck you a few more times for you to know…” He says, grinning – his hand sliding down your body, towards your pussy. He gathers the dripping cum and shoves it back inside you, before bringing the same fingers towards your face, pushing his digits into your mouth. You swallow his cum earnestly and it dawns on you of how addicted you’ve become to the taste of him.

You spend the next few hours moaning his name, getting thoroughly fucked out of your mind. But after countless of orgasms, when the exhaustion finally consumes you, you start begging for him to stop—to have mercy on your overstimulated body.

But he’s relentless. Even as you fall limp against his arms, he doesn’t retire, staying true to his promise.

“Remember, you’re not getting any sleep tonight…”

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[valkyrayn]

Hi! Can I request Marius with the prompt

“Don’t cover you’re face, I want to see you”

Or “Be a good girl and spread your legs”

🤩🤩🤩❗ty

sorry this took so long anon. i was struggling to find a scenario for this but i finally got it! now all i can think about is having marius accidentally walk in on me masturbating. mmmm yes. also if yall don't already notice by now, my headcanon for marius is that he has a breeding kink. so expect to see a lot of mentions of cum whenever i write marius lmao

Pairing: Marius von Hagen x afab!reader

Words: 1.9k words

Tags: marius catches you masturbating, wet dream, dirty talking, creampie, porn without plot, just shameless smut, i just really want marius to fuck me ok like have you seen him in the card with the hawaiian shirt?!?!

The beeping sound of the front door being opened doesn’t wake you and you’re pretty sure the sound comes from your dream anyway. Also you’re getting to the best part of the dream. Your hand has long disappeared under the blanket and you’re touching yourself, fingers rubbing your clit desperately as you try to keep up with the rhythm of dream Marius’ pounding into you.

Meanwhile, the real life Marius has just crossed the threshold of your apartment after carefully shutting the door behind him so as not to wake you. He’s been coming home late for the past few weeks because of the upcoming big Pax Group project that he’s spearheading. Despite his hectic schedule, he makes it a point to sleep over at your apartment on days when he’s too busy to contact you.

Marius slowly opens the door to your bedroom to find you in bed as expected. He doesn’t walk in right away instead he leans against the door frame to watch your sleeping figure from the distance – completely oblivious to the lewd self-pleasure action that’s happening under the covers.

It’s not until when he turns around to leave that he hears a faint voice coming from your direction, immediately stopping him in his tracks. Taking a step back, he leans back slightly to hear it again – silence…

‘Aa-aah...’

That confirms it for him, the noise definitely comes from you. Even more curious now, he finally turns around and walks into your bedroom, slowly approaching your side of the bed.

‘Ah…M-Marius please…want…so…good…’

Oh? Oh.

Immediately, he turns to look at the lower part of your body. Despite still being heavily covered by the layers of blanket and comforter, it’s unmistakable – you’re touching yourself.

The blood rushes to his groin at this realization, making him erect almost instantly. Marius’ focus goes back to your face and it takes a lot of restraint for him not to grab you by the face and shove his tongue into your waiting mouth.

Instead, he leans down towards your face and blows lightly into your ear. You whine at the tickling sensation but continue to stimulate yourself with your fingers, completely unaware of his presence.

“Cum for me,” he whispers into your ear.

Your subconscious mind obeys him and immediately, you come undone, cumming around your fingers, soaking your panties with your juices. The wet sensation of your slick on your inner thighs finally rouses you and as your eyes try to adjust to the darkness of the room, your ears pick up on a faint jingling noise beside you. Unable to identify what it is, you decide to reach your arms forward and that’s when your hands collide onto something solid.

Fully awake now at the shock, you make a move to sit up only to have the covers removed from on top of you and with swift motion, your body is suddenly pinned down against the bed by a force so familiar, you don’t find it threatening.

“Onee-san…” You hear his voice.

The city lights streaming in through the tall glass windows illuminate the side of his face, further confirming his identity; not that you were expecting anybody else to be in your room at 2am in the morning.

“Did you miss me that much, onee-san?” He smirks, his hands propped on either side of your head, trapping you beneath him. You reach up and cup his face with your hand, rubbing small circles on his cheek but suddenly realizing you’re touching him with the same hand that was just inside you. Embarrassed, you pull away quickly only for him to catch you by the wrist, stopping you.

“Don’t you dare…I want to taste you.” He grins and brings your hand towards his mouth. You watch as he takes in your fingers, one at a time into his hot mouth, sucking into each digit slowly. Your cunt twitches at the sensual sight of him licking and swallowing your slick, tasting you. He moans against your fingers, sending vibrations up your spine causing you to arch your back. You try to grind against his clothed erection only to have him push your hips back down onto the bed, denying you.

“After cumming like that, you still want my cock?” He laughs and you shoot him a glare, realizing now that he’s clearly caught you masturbating just minutes ago. Marius climbs down the bed and before you can prop yourself up to see what he’s up to, he pulls on your legs, dragging your body towards the edge of the bed.

Looking at him standing between your legs, you finally notice how his belt is already unbuckled and zippers pulled down, revealing his bulge that’s desperate for release. Marius hooks his fingers on the elastic of your silk shorts before tugging it down forcefully, causing you to yelp.

Tossing your pants onto the floor, he steps back and starts removing his own trousers all while admiring the flush look on your face.

“Be a good girl and spread your legs for me.” He orders you, his voice deep, dripping with lust and you can see the impatience in his eyes. You don’t hesitate as you slowly press your hands against your inner thighs before spreading your legs for him. He groans at the sight of your bare cunt, dripping wet and ready for him.

“Mmm…look at you. You’re a fucking mess down there already.”

He launches forward and grinds his hard cock against your pussy lips, smearing your slick all over his length as his hands grab onto your tits through your crop top. Your nipples protrude against the cotton material and he captures one with his mouth, letting his saliva soak into the fabric.

Marius keeps his hand on your breast as he grabs onto his throbbing cock with the other, lining up his tip against your entrance. You feel him rub the head against your pussy, smearing his pre-cum all over, doing everything but shoving his dick inside you. Frustrated, you grind your hips forward in an attempt to sheathe yourself onto him.

“So eager…” he smirks, stepping back to avoid entering you like you want him to. Instead he slaps his cock against your lips then proceeds to tease your clit with the head and he continues to do this until you’re squirming beneath him, moaning and begging for him to fuck you. The bastard is as desperate as you but enjoys seeing you come apart like this first.

“Did you dream of me fucking you hard? How good was it?” He asks, his voice low and tantalizing. He continues his torment, the lewd noise of his cock slapping onto your cunt fills the room – and it’s wet and obscene.

“P-please…” You beg.

“I’ll show you that the real thing is better, babe…do you want that?”

You can barely hear him with all the ringing in your ears as blood rushes through your veins and your body feels as if it’s on fire despite being in the air conditioned room.

“I said,” he pauses then suddenly slams inside you with a force, reaching deep within you almost instantly. “...do you fucking want that?”

The overwhelming pleasure of finally having him buried deep inside your cunt sends you reeling, your eyes roll to the back of your head until all you can see is white. Your hands reach out behind you to grab onto one of the pillows then proceed to place it over your face so you can muffle your screams against it.

Your body jerks roughly on the bed as he continues to pound mercilessly against you. Every so often, he will pull his cock out, leaving just the tip only to slam himself back in just so he can feel your walls convulse around him.

“Oh fuck!” He throws his head back, groaning at the feeling of your clenching pussy and it brings him close to the precipice. But by some extreme self-restraint, he manages to keep himself from cumming so soon. Meanwhile, you’re already arching your back again as you ride the waves of your fifth explosive orgasm, creaming around him and screaming his name against the pillow.

Grabbing onto the edge of the pillow, Marius pulls it away from your face and tosses it to the other side of the room. “Don’t cover your face, babe. I want to see you…” He says breathlessly, his hips continue to piston into you with an unfaltering rhythm, still hard and fast – enough to make your tits bounce behind the crop top.

“Want to see that beautiful face as I cum inside you…” You moan at his words and you try to respond but all that comes out are incoherent babbling. He loves seeing you all flustered like this. Loves seeing those pink hues blooming on your cheeks, looking all shy and innocent despite being engaged in this lewd activity.

“How does my real cock feel, babe?” He asks through gritted teeth. Your focus remains on the ceiling, mind thoroughly scrambled, struggling to produce even a single lucid thought. All you can feel at that moment is his thick cock pumping in and out of your cunt, splitting you open repeatedly until your walls remember his shape.

At this point, you’re almost falling off the bed – your ass dangling on the edge but Marius keeps you there by gripping onto your ass as he continues his punishing thrusts into you. Your walls clench around him and you can feel his cock swell inside you, signaling that he’s close to his own release.

In an effort to spur him on, you reach down and lightly squeeze his balls that are hanging heavily between his thighs. “Fuck!” He yells, looking down at your hands as you lightly massage him in an attempt to coax the cum out of him.

This awakens something primal in him as he suddenly tightens his grip on your ass so he can push you up back onto the bed then proceeds to fuck you violently. Your body trembles from the overwhelming sensation, your hips bucking wildly against him, meeting his thrusts until you cum around him again and again.

“I’m going to fucking fill you up,” he groans and then fulfilling that promise seconds later. He throws his head back, his final thrust sends your body jerking and you cum again around him at the sensation of him spurting his semen inside you. You whine at the pleasure, satiated and full of his seed. Exhaling loudly, you drop your body against the bed, lying flat on it with your arms spread on the sides – all the arching has definitely pulled a muscle or two.

Marius stays inside you, pumping the last few drops inside your cunt as he brushes the hair on your face to the side so he can see your eyes. You smile, turning your head against his hand to place a kiss on his palm. “You always fuck me so good…” you say breathlessly, still struggling to catch your breath.

“Expect nothing less from the Marius von Hagen,” he says smugly and you can’t help but roll your eyes at that. When he steps back to detach himself from you, you immediately feel his cum dribble out, soaking into the comforter.

“Oops,” he chuckles lightly, guiding his cock towards your pussy once again to collect the dripping cum so he can push it back inside your gaping hole. You moan at the sensation of being plugged by his cock once again, never tire of having him inside you. You can feel his cock swell, hardening again as he continues to slide in and out of your dripping cunt.

You give him a knowing look as your hands start to grip onto the sheets and he responds with a smirk. He gathers you in his arms and throws you onto the center of the bed so he can continue to fuck you until the sun comes up.

Needless to say, you can barely walk the next day. You swear to yourself not to have sex with him for at least another week – or at least until your cunt stops dripping profusely with his cum.

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[valkyrayn]

drunk artem is so bold, he would push you against the window and fuck you right there.

damn i am having so many hot dreams and i need to dump them somewhere, i hope you don't mind me dumping it all here lol

– ✨ anon

this is the brainrot dump after all anon so dump away! it fuels me to write more too so thank youuu. and yes helloooo drunk artem can split me in half and i'd thank him from the afterlife.

Pairing: Artem Wing x afab!reader

Words: 520

Tags: raw unprotected sex, creampie, dirty talking, possesive!Artem, window sex

Drunk Artem is not the same Artem that you know in the office. No. He's a whole different person when intoxicated. Artem intoxicated with alcohol is bold and daring. Artem intoxicated with alcohol and you, is rough and possessive. And you just made the biggest mistake (not) for choosing to seduce him while he's in that state. Your pussy? Godspeed.

He'll feast on your neck and cleavage as he roughly tugs the dress down your chest. He'll knead your breast and swirl his tongue over your nipple, loudly sucking and moaning against your skin sending delicious vibrations throughout your body.

Then he'll turn you around and press your naked tits against the window, his other hand squeezing your ass. Then he caresses it, teasing you and when you relax against his touch, that's when he spanks you. Your mouth hanging open in a silent scream as you ride the sensation, the stinging pain only further stimulating you. And you immediately start begging for more.

"Such a good girl...that's right baby. You're mine. Say that you're mine. Say it." He demands as he lands another smack against your ass, and you're sure that one is going to leave a mark.

"Oh-fuck Artem, yes I'm yours. I'm yours please fuck me." You beg as you desperately try to grind your ass against his cock. That's all he needed to hear.

He fucks you against the window, shoving himself impossibly deep within you. Your breath fogs up the window, your drool dripping from the side of your mouth and you just love being fucked like this. Love the fact that people could see you like this.

"You want people to see you being fucked like this, don't you?" Artem echoes your thought. He starts slamming himself even harder into you and you whine at the feeling of his balls, all heavy and hot, smacking against your cunt.

"I'm gonna-cum baby," he grunts into your ear as he spills inside your pussy bringing you to your orgasm as well. "Artemmm oh yes-so warm...so good." You moan as you cum around him, your walls clenching and unclenching around him and it drives him completely insane.

He's wrecked and it takes him a while but he managed to find enough strength to pull himself out of your tight grip. Even when he pulls out he continues to fist his cock, spurts of his hot semen now landing onto your skin and your dress.

You turn around to face him, his hand still wrapped around his cock, lazily stroking it. You want more of him and you know he's thinking the same. So you sink onto your knees and jut your tongue out so he can squeeze the last few drops of his cum into your mouth.

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