#ur wrapped up in his strong arms and he’s kissing your head and whispering the sweetest words you’ve ever heard

[nanaslutt]

ok but i cant get riding nanamis thigh as he whispers degradations masked as praise to you out of my head 😩🙏

its currently 4am and i just wrote 2k words of nanami smut..

i hope you enjoy ml<3

contains: fem reader, thigh riding (clothed), choking, slight manhandling, ear licking, teasing!reader, brat tamer!nanami, degradation ('slut' and 'whore'), praise, dom/sub dynamics, size kink if you squint, nanami is a sweetheart at times~

MDNI

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you're sitting on nanami lap, legs straddling his massive thighs, facing his bulging chest as you lean your head into the older man's neck, inhaling his comforting smell, basking in the heat radiating off his body

one of his large hands resting on the small of your back, hand slipped just under the hem of the top you were adorning, as he rubs soothing patterns with his strong fingers into the sensitive skin there

his other broad hand using two thick fingers to scroll on his laptop, reading through some important document ijichi had sent him earlier in the day

you have been against him for what feels like hours now, the spot his large palm has been caressing almost growing sore from how long he has been petting you

him having made home on his office chair for an annoying amount of time even before you came to join him as well, you huff into his neck, staring at the prominent vein running underneath his skin, 

hands previously wrapped around his broad back slipping up and around his chest to sling over his strong arms, hand on the side of him furthest from you coming up to place your thumbs around the side of his thick neck, sliding your lithe fingers behind his head, messing with the shorter hairs on the nape of his neck

you lean in, using the leverage you have on his neck to manipulate him against you slightly, soft lips making contact with his burning skin, you pepper kisses up the vein decorating underneath the skin there that you got a glimpse of a second ago, 

his breathing remains even, the only change in his demeanor being the way he applied slightly more pressure against your lower back for an amount of time that if your skin wasn't buzzing with hyperawareness you would've missed it

feeling your neediness growing rapidly; he felt it too; at his lack of reaction, your hooded eyes set your sights on his ear, kissing around where the appendage meets his head, before leaning down to tug at his lobe between your teeth,

getting a sharp inhale between his teeth at this, filling your chest with a sense of accomplishment, soothing the bite by sucking his lobe into your mouth, rolling your tongue around it

deep voice finally speaking, and its a warning, "careful," large hand shifting to grip the side of your hip to emphasize his words

"dunno what ur talking about, jus sittin' here," you whisper, releasing his earlobe from between your lips, mischievous hands joining your assault as they smooth over his rippling chest, making sure to feel each and every indent of his muscles as you slide down his form, cunt throbbing ar the feeling, reaching his belt before sliding back up his teasingly, 

kissing around the shell of his ear, letting out teasing breaths against him, "nanami," you whimper out his name, right into his ear, fingers having made their way back into his soft hair, softly scratching your nails into his scalp,

"thought you were just sitting here huh?" he grabs the back of your neck, pulling you away from his ear, bringing you in front of his handsome face whilst narrowing his sharp eyes at you

"I was," you mumble in faux unawareness, pouting your lip out, struggling to suppress a smirk,

"If you were, i wouldn't be feeling your needy cunt throbbing against me right now," he deadpans, squeezing his fingers around the back of your neck for a fleeting second before he's pushing your back against his chest once more

"be a good girl for me, almost done here then I'll help with your little problem," he proposes,

you do not like the sound of that one bit, your "little" problem had grown ten times its size in intensity from him pointing out your arousal, you thought he was going to be nice and help you out now, that's why he was stating it,

you could not have been more wrong, him proceeding to continue with his work as quickly as he had stopped to correct your behavior,

you would've thought he was completely unaffected if his big fucking boner wasn't currently pressing up against your clothed cunt, squeezing around nothing at the revelation,

"but kento, you're so hard right now." you pouted leaning back to tilt your head at him, your figure in front of him obstructing the view of his work, "it can wait," the corner of his nose twitching up, suppressing a scowl as a vein almost popped up under the skin of his forehead, "now I said to be good," pushing you down harsher this time, returning to his work once more

little did he know (he knew) that you got off on his rough treatment, smiling to yourself as you were successfully pushing his buttons, heading in just the right direction you craved,

mentally preparing yourself to get thrown over his knee later as he usually did when you acted up, you rolled your mound down onto his tented pants, giggling, "wanna feel you inside me nowww" you draw out,

that was the last straw for him, he gave you two warnings, two, and you still were acting like a spoiled brat who doesn't think about anyone but herself, dont you know how important reviewing this document was?

"fucking tired of you acting like a needy brat when I'm trying to work," his deep voice vibrated through your body, shutting his laptop harshly, swiftly picking you up in his arms, hands steading on the underside of your thighs, right under your ass, and walking to where you could only guess would be your shared bedroom

satisfaction filling your body feeling his hard cock underneath your ass press into you as he walked, giggling into the air thinking about the impending punishment you were about to receive when he suddenly stops short of your assumed destination to instead sit you both down on the couch,

he easily maneuvers your body so his massive thigh is settled in between your legs, spreading his legs a bit to make room for you as he relaxes strong arms on the armrest and back of the couch, looking at you from under his eyelids expectantly, "go ahead, get yourself off on my thigh." the words leave his mouth like its something he said a hundred times

only you've never done this before, was he seriously expecting you to dry hump his thigh? and he wasn't even going to help? your jaw drops slightly, no words reaching your tongue,

"since you're acting like a pretty bitch in heat, you're going to get off like one," heavy hand coming down to leave an unexpected spank on your backside, "only good girls deserve cock inside them," he finishes, hand returning to its place on the loveseat,

gears finally turning in your head, feeling the need to impress him and show him that his stupid punishment isn't as daunting as he thought you would find it,

placing your hands on his lower abs for stability and pushing his torso into the back of the couch further, you started moving

the feeling of your damp panties rubbing against your clit combined with the solid feel of his toned thigh pressing on your just right giving you more pleasure than you anticipated

"a-ah" you gasped, tipping your head back and pulling your lip between your teeth whilst he flexed his thigh underneath you, eyebrows raising at how quickly you adjusted to the current situation,

he leaned forward, settling his massive palms on your hips as he tips his head into your ear, positions almost flipped from the way you were teasing him earlier, 

"that feel good? you like rubbing that needy little cunt on my leg?" his deep voice whispers directly in your ear, tongue poking out to lick and suck there, "bet she's so fucking wet right now huh? speaking about your cunt like it's not connected to you,

the new stimulation mixing with his orgasmic voice making your moans increase in volume, feeling yourself pulse and twitch when you rock your hips faster, a familiar head finding its way blooming inside your tummy, 

"love it kento, feels 's good" moaning pathetically, all embarrassment and unsureness that might've been there before completely dissipating as he hums in approval, 

"being such an obedient little slut right now," he continues, flicking his tongue around your ear between sentences,

"only for you kento," a new sensation, a stronger one washing over you as you start to gyrate your hips in circles on his strong thigh, clit bumping over a divet in his leg each time you do so, making you jerk and stutter out broken moans,

looking down to see his slacks turned a darker shade of tan from your arousal seeping through your pants, his cock twitching in his pants at the sight, he was right, you were fucking soaking, 

at good as this felt, you were undeniably aware of the need you felt to have his cock filling you so fucking deep, thrusting in and out, giving you the meanest backshots while he gripped your hair and pulled you back on him like his life depended on it, 

"kento, wan' you inside me," you voiced out your thoughts, warmth spreading and coiling deeper in your tummy as you squeezed your eyes shut, scenario playing out in your head, continuing to hump your clit drunkenly on his thigh,

"I know you do," he acknowledges, voice laced with pitty, "but you gotta earn it now for bein a dumb needy baby," his hand coming up to caress your cheek in faux sympathy,

"I would've been more than happy to give you my dick if you were just patient, know that right baby?" he asks, eyebrows raised, a frown forming on your face as you nod, "m sorry kento," you're cut off with an abrupt moan when he starts bouncing his thigh into you, "won't do it again, j-just wanted y-our attention." you managed to whine out, words are broken up with pretty moans

"I forgive you, sweetheart," he smiles fondly at you, one hand still on the side of the couch while the one caressing your face falls to your hip and aids you in getting off, "you close?" he questions, noticing the telling signs of your impending orgasm,

jaw dropped, breaths raising in pitch, gyrating hips losing their rhythm, feeling the coil about to snap, "wanna cum on your dick kento," you force out, "p-please don't wanna cum like this," you cry, knowing that if he forces you to continue, you really will finish, 

"poor baby," he bites his lip, unable to resist anymore as his other hand comes down to palm himself through his slacks watching you start to unravel, "I'll make you cum all over my dick as soon as you finish, okay?" he compromises, all anger that was once in his body long gone as he watches you take what you give him, listening to him so well as you fuck his leg with reckless abandon, 

"o-okay okay okay, f-fuck, kento fuck im-" you babble, the continuous bouncing of his leg feeling incredible as it becomes harder and harder to move on your own

looking down at him and watching his veiny fingers massage the bulge in his pants has you dizzy, mouth watering at the prospect of getting to fuck him after this

you whimper out that you're cumming, his jaw mirrors yours and drops with you, "yesyesyes good fucking slut yesss" squeezing his cock harshly the need to be buried inside you increases tenfold as he watches your orgasm wrack through your body

your thighs clenching around his bigger one, cunt gushing out more wetness, moaning out curses and whimpers of his name as he praises you through it,

slowing your hips as the rough friction of your panties against your sensitive clit becomes too much, struggling to catch your breath, not even given a spare second to recover before he's manhandling your back to press against the couch, fitting between your legs as he reaches for his belt, hastily undoing it, "take them off, now" he growls referring to your pants that are currently obstructing his favorite sight in the world, face flushed as he pulls out his dripping cock and strokes the pre down his length, he was incredibly worked up,

eyes falling to how angry his red tip looked, gaze falling back on his strained-looking features before you slipped your fingers under your waistband to slide them off, you were in for a long night.

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[angelltheninth]

Hey !! Hope ur doing well :)) can u write Yuta eating out reader since they were stressed ?? Pls and Tyy <333

More Yuta is always a treat to write.

Pairing: Yuta Okkotsu x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, cunnilingus, sex to destress, good boyfriend!Yuta, pleasure focused!Yuta

Word count: 0.8k

A/N: Yuta is sad boyfriend material and I can fix him.

Yuta is a caring boyfriend, always was, he knew you'd be stressed when you came home. He went ahead and made dinner for you. "Your favorite of course. Let me take that purse for you while you take a seat." Before that you needed to kiss him on the cheek as a thank you.

What went over your head is him casually mentioning he would help you destress while you eat.

"Yuta, this is so good! You could open up a restaurant if you wanted." You moaned around the food before taking a second bite.

"I'm so glad. I had to leave early to get all of this ready. You ready for the second part?" You confirmed, not seeing his body go under the table. You were alerted to his presence when his hands parted your thighs. "Go back to eating, leave everything else to me." His breath ghosted over your panties, making you inch forward.

"We're... this is what you meant by second part? I won't be able to eat if you're... also eating." You felt your face blush when he stared at you innocently from between your legs, lightly massaging them. "Ah, fine but if I choke and die I blame you for it. And I'm gonna come back to make you pay with your cock."

His smile was infectious, radiant and pretty rare these days. He wanted to be seen as reliable and strong. A man worthy of a strong woman like you.

"I'll be sure to do it carefully then." As he pulled your panties down he took notice of the transparent string of cum that broke between your pussy and the fabric. "Oh baby, you need my face between your legs badly. You probably held it together for hours with no outlet for release." Yuta whispered hot against your folds before parting them with his tongue.

Why did he have to read you like an open book?

"Not fair... ah... I'm trying to... eat... Yu-!" When his tongue flicked over your clit your hand slammed against the table, rusting the glass on it. Looking down you saw his head pushed between your legs entirely, your skirt hiked up your hips, your panties who knows where but you didn't care. You couldn't care when Yuta opened and closed his mouth against your pussy, smearing wetness all over him and licking up and then down. "Yuta. Please."

He hummed as if confused. "I'm providing stress release. Eat. It'd be bad if it got cold." He licked up to your clit again, this time taking it in his mouth and giving it a firm suck. His hands held you down as your legs struggled to close around him, pushed open by his body. "After a long day all I want is your pussy. I want to eat too."

One of your hands tangled in his hair to ground you as the other shakingly took the fork to eat another bite. You didn't know if you should eat fast or savor it. It was Yuta who cooked it. And he seemed to be taking his time so you followed his example. Bite, swallow, lick, moan, repeat. That was the rest of your dinner.

"Yuta, I finished." You whined when his tongue pressed flat against your abused clit. You pushed the plate and glass away quickly when you felt him speed up. "Please, make me come. I waited, please!"

He was nothing but a good boyfriend to you. Sure he played these games sometimes but your pleasure was always first. Polite of him to wait while you were done eating. You felt the chair get pushed back, tilted backwards, yet you knew you won't fall, his arms got you. But still you wrapped your legs over his shoulders, just to be safe. "Time to make you finish again. It's good that you're done because I can't hold back anymore." His eyes locked briefly on yours before averting them to your swollen, wet pussy.

Quickly he surged forward again, tongue working double time, licking like a starving man, no longer savoring the taste, only focused on your cries and moans and making you come.

He knew you didn't need much, his lips closed around your clit, tongue rubbing across it in tight circles until your head fell back with a scream. "Yuta!"

Pleased with himself Yuta pulled back after a few moments, kissing your thighs as he did. Slowly he pulled your chair closer, eased your still shaking legs of his shoulders and leaned his chin on your legs like a puppy waiting a treat.

He already got one, his face was covered with it but that did take the edge off you. "Good boy, Yuta. Thank you very much for that, I needed it." You managed to smile as you ran your hand through his hair, making him smile from ear to ear at your praise.

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[lacedinweb22]

୨୧ Pudge & Cuddles ୨୧ ˚⋆✦ Miguel O’Hara x you Boyfriend Headcanons ˚⋆✦

nsfw 18+

cw: scratching, masochism, scars, body image/descriptions (stretch marks, cellulite, etc.), biting, sex (p in v), pain kink

note: Shit gets a little crazy so don’t act like I didn’t fucking warn ur asses 🤝 I’m planning on making one-shots for these because AWWJJDJE so that’ll be cumming SOON. love u my fellow pudgy simps

♡ Miguel is addicted to squeezing and holding your pudge!!! You lay on your side, Miguel spooning you. The laptop set in front of you plays a horror movie, which Miguel promised he’d stay awake through. He’s an exhausted, bratty liar so naturally he falls asleep halfway through. His arms wrap around you, one hand under your shirt, holding your pudgy, soft under belly for comfort, his hands full of your hot flesh. His grip keeps your body tightly pressed up against him. His face rests in the crook of your neck, breathing softly into your skin. He dreams, his muscles flexing, moving against you suddenly.

♡ Miguel’s nightmares cause his grasp to tighten on your pudge, claws unsheathing into your skin. You usually wake him up, but you’re a masochist, so sometimes you let him, leaving scratches around your hips and lower belly. It feels good and you love seeing evidence of him spread on you. He’ll scold you the next day when he sees them, but he secretly loves marking your soft skin as his.

♡ Miguel uses your thighs and tummy as a pillow. He loves digging his face into your belly, or thighs, anywhere where there is warmth and soft tissue. You’ll sit on the couch reading, or watching a movie, and he’ll make himself more than comfortable on you, losing himself in absolute bliss. Sometimes he’ll just lay in between your legs resting his head on your fluffy thighs, watching a movie on the tv. Other times, he’ll completely dig his face into your warmth, snoring into your soft skin. He wraps his arms around your hips, keeping himself wrapped around you, using you as his own special pillow.

♡ Miguel comforts/whines when you’re insecure. If you don’t let him dig his face into your flesh, he’ll throw a fit. He’ll kiss all along your cellulite, your stretch marks, your pudgy softness, whispering his admiration for you, “Eres tan hermosa, tan perfecta, mi suave ángel. What would I do without my soft girl keeping me warm, keeping me safe,” he’ll murmur against your skin, brushing his lips against you.

♡ Miguel will fixate on your thick thighs. He’ll adore and caress you for hours, lying in between your legs, or beside your thighs, tracing your stretch marks, leaving kisses along your scars of growth, gripping your fat in his muscular hands. He loves when the heavy hot flesh of your thighs wrap around his waist, and how your big thighs suffocate him when you sit on his face. He’ll lift you up effortlessly once you’re done, your soft figure being only craveable, comfortable pressure. He’s huge, strong, and he craves all of you, all of your weight, enveloping him, wrapping around him.

♡ He loves the way your abundant thighs and hips gate your heat, sealing your delicate flesh. He loves prying you open, your strong thighs closing habitually from pleasurable overstimulation.

♡ He marks up your thighs, biting the shit out of you, or digging his claws into you when he’s overstimulated. You have to avoid skirts for the next week or so now that your thighs are covered in bites, scratches, and bruises.

♡ He’ll reach for your skin at night, or when you’re watching tv on the couch, or when you’re cooking in the kitchen. He’ll come from behind you, slipping his hands under your top to fill his hands with the warm comfort your body provides. In public, he’s forced to control himself, not grabbing your ass or belly, or thighs, but when you two are left alone or in a dark restaurant, he’ll slip his hand under the tablecloth and grip your skin. He needs your body in his hands.

♡ Miguel presses his broad hand on your lower belly, feeling his length squeeze into you, pushing all of your insides tightly against your skin. He adds that pressure, squeezing your plush flesh, gripping you down onto him. He watches you squirm, your skin plump, body full with his wide burning, pleasurable invasion. When he reaches his climax, his claws unsheathe, digging into your stomach, leaving marks of desire spread across your belly.

♡ Miguel will tightly grip your under belly while on top of you, getting off looking down at the love bites he’s spread across your wet, sweaty skin. Your flesh beats against his, ripples of his impact visible to him. His thumbs dig into you, holding you in place, as he squeezes himself into you.

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[rubiehart]

congratulations on 1k babes!! you deserve all of that and so much more 🫶🫶 ur writing is always so good and you always eat it up! 💗

🏵️; 𝐬𝐨𝐥 𝐝𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫 - send in any prompt from this list and a character and i’ll write a short blurb based around the prompt!

morning sex with jj maybank 🤭

thankyou soooo much!! it means the world to me you’re really the sweetest🫶 also this was kinda long i got carried away 🙈

you’re cuddled up to his warm chest, cheek smushed against his pec as you squint as the sun peeking through a crack in the blinds. stretching your fingers that had been laying against his toned stomach, mindlessly drawing swirls against the muscle as you get used to the light.

you’ve got one leg thrown over his, his warm thigh sandwiched between yours and pressing deliciously against your aching heat, no doubt still wet from last night. you sigh quietly, rocking your hips gently so the crotch of your panties catch against your clit, your toes curling at the sensation.

jj starts to stir next to you, nose twitching a little as he stretches the arm you’re not laying on above his head, a groan leaving his mouth as he looks over to you, a cheeky smile playing on his lips as you slow your movements, not completely stopping as you look him in the eye.

“‘y havin’ fun there girly?” he says lowly, in that grumbly morning voice you love, you resist the urge to squeeze your thighs together over his, deciding to smush your face into his armpit instead of facing his knowing face. “a little.” you mumble into the flesh, a little smirk playing on your lips.

he nods his head slowly, smirk still adorning his lips “yeah?” he breathes out, you feel his breath tickle your neck and you laugh quietly, lifting your head. “mhm. would be more fun if you’d help me out though.” you smirk and he lets the grin settle on his face, canines showing as he flips you over, strong arms caging you in.

“whats’a magic word?” he smirks and you furrow your eyebrows in mock concentration. “abracadabra?” you giggle and he shakes his head with a smile, blonde mop shaking with the movement.

“hmmm.. please…?” you whisper, leaning up to whisper in his ear and you swear you hear him growl, low and deep in his throat before reaching one hand down to the waistband of your panties, eyeing you suspiciously when you whimper, even from the small touch.

he peels off your panties, throwing them to the side and immediately leaning down for a heated kiss, your tongues wrapping around each other, swallowing eachother’s moans, pulling away momentarily to drag his boxers down his thighs, his pretty length popping out and hitting stomach, little drops of pre-cum already dripping down his shaft.

“open sesame.” he whispers, as you widen your legs for him, barely even registering his words as he admires your cunt, soaking for him. your arousal dripping down your thighs by now, he was so done for. “yeah, that’s definitely my magic word.” you giggle as he stares, wide eyed and you cock an eyebrow at him, finding his antics cute.

“you’re actin’ like you haven’t seen my pussy before.” you state and he snaps back to reality, “oh- huh? oh yeah ‘s just…” he trails off, smirk returning as more arousal dribbles out of your pulsing hole. “please just fuck me jayj.” you plead, reaching up to grip his muscly shoulders, sliding your hands around to cup the back of his neck and bring him down into another passionate kiss.

“right.” he smirks, holding himself up with one arm, one hand gripping his cock as he lines himself up, you lean up on your elbows to watch where you connect as he slowly pushes himself inside, groaning loudly as he watches, completely enamoured by the way you swallow him whole, head dropped back against the pillows as you mewl at the all too familiar stretch, you’d never quite get used to it.

he drops his forehead against yours with a groan when he’s in to the hilt, sweaty blonde hair shadowing his forehead as you look into eachother’s eyes. “you doin’ okay baby?” he whispers, and you nod, genuine smile on your lips as you grip his tanned biceps.

“yeah.” he takes that as his sign to start, rocking his hips slowly in and out of you as you let out breathy little moans, right next to his ear, he swears he could live like this for the rest of his life. peering down to watch how your little cunt takes him so well, deciding against the idea quickly because he might just bust right now, he wants this to last, so he focuses on your eyes, the way they struggle to focus on him when he nudges that squidgy spot that makes you let out the prettiest moans he’d ever heard.

when you both finish, he cleans you up with his tongue, licking up everything he’d spilt inside of you, focusing on your clit and making you cum another three times until you were thrashing against the bedsheets, screaming “oh jayj!” grabbing on his hair and begging him to stop as he traces ‘jj’ over and over against your abused clit until he has you squirting all over his face. he could live in your pussy and be the happiest man alive.

#rubie’s 1k follower celebration! ₊˚⊹ᰔ #🏵️; sol de sur ⋆.˚ #maybankskiss ᡣ𐭩 #jj maybank blurbs #jj maybank #jj maybank smut #jj maybank x reader #jj obx #jj maybank blurb #outer banks #jj x reader #jj maybank headcanon #jj maybank obx #jj maybank outer banks #jj maybank fluff

[svuguru]

I rlly love ur geto stuff, and was wondering if you could do brat tamer geto w bratty fem sub reader who teases him in public, sends photos to him at work, try’s to rile him up and he punishes them accordingly… mean dom geto w plentiful amounts of degradation, manhandling and impact play. I can’t find the rules so if this is against them by all means ignore this request and I humbly apologize🙏

HOW TO TAME A BRAT 101! feat. Suguru Geto

Warnings... Minors DNI!! Smut, manhandling, impact play (spanking), degradation, mean dom suguru, doggy, multiple rounds (only like two i think though), overstimulation???, no protection but he pulls out (wrap it before you tap it!!!), kind of implied aftercare, he calls reader "sweetheart", "baby", "princess", and "pretty", reader's got an attitude ofc, dubcon, not proofread, um.. I think that's it?

Notes... You're fine dw! And thank you so muchhhh :3

You've been acting up all week, sending him suggestive photos that sometimes go beyond that, palming at his clothed cock from under the table while you were at a restaurant, getting him all worked up only to deny him when he tries to make a move.

While all those had him sucking in a deep breath out of frustration, his last straw was when you sat on his lap and rubbed your clothed pussy against his dick while Satoru was over, whispering something about how you're so wet and so empty.

So the moment Satoru stepped out of the house and closed the door behind him, Suguru dug his fingers into your hips and used his other hand to take hold of your jaw, forcing your eyes to lock on his. He had an unamused frown on his face and his eyebrows slightly arched, looking you dead in the eyes.

However, despite his obvious frustration, you only giggle, grinning innocently as if you've done nothing wrong.

"Can I help you?" You ask, tilting your head to the side just a bit since Suguru keeps his hold on your jaw strong. Suguru quirks an eyebrow and scoffs, surprised by your audacity to play innocent with him.

"Are you seriously asking me that, sweetheart?" He brings your face closer to his, his nose only a hair away from yours and he's so close that you're practically breathing the same air. "You're gonna act like a saint after playing with me all week, hm?"

You roll your eyes and place your hands on his chest, pushing yourself away from him, although it's all in vain. You look to the side to avoid Suguru's gaze, which only makes Suguru grunt.

He lifts you up so you're standing on your knees, hovering above his lap, and takes his hand to land it against your ass, eliciting a gasp from you. Surprised by the sudden impact, you dig your nails into his clothed shoulders, eyes glued to the wall behind Suguru.

"Mmph, Sugu..." You whine, sitting back down on his lap as he gently rubs your ass. Suguru clicks his tongue, shaking his head before letting go of your jaw.

"Follow me, princess," he says sternly, and you do. You stand up and follow behind him like a lost puppy, doe eyes and eyebrows furrowed.

Suguru takes your hand, lacing your fingers together as he leads you inside the bedroom. You already know where this is going, but you decide to be stubborn anyways.

"'m not tired, Sugu," you cross your arms over your chest, a faint giggle in your tone that you don't really try to mask. Suguru turns around and grabs your wrist now, pulling you towards him before he presses a kiss to your forehead.

"Sweetheart, don't fuck with me," Suguru utters in a low voice, slowly pushing you back to the bed which you don't really fight. "Now, lift up that skirt," and when you don't comply, he groans. "Don't play dumb with me, you're not as sly as you think you are," raising his hands up, he takes the hem of your skirt and lifts it up, bunching it up to your waist so he can focus.

Your eyes follow the way he leans down and eyes your damp panties, your hands on your chest as your cheeks go flush with embarrassment, suddenly feeling small in his watchful gaze.

"All wet, yeah? Dirty girl," Suguru groans and leans in closer to your hidden pussy, licking a long stripe up the wet patch and his eyes roll back, savoring the taste of your juices.

"Sugu!" You wail, throwing your arms and head back, screwing your eyes shut.

"Hush, you wanted this, right? After throwing yourself at me all week like my pretty little slut, hmm?" And another lick to your panties before he hooks his fingers on the waistband of them, sliding them down your legs and discarding them somewhere on the floor.

You sigh at the feeling of the air fanning your soaking cunt, but the moment doesn't last long when Suguru flips you over, placing his hands on your hips and raising them so your ass is in the air.

Suguru caresses your ass gently for a few seconds before landing an abrupt slap on it yet again, catching you by surprise as your back arches.

"Sugu!" You whine again and turn your head, your cheek sinking into the supple pillow below you.

"Shh," he brings his index finger up to his lips, eyes half-lidded. Removing his finger from his lips, Suguru brings that hand and his other to his belt, undoing it at an agonizingly slow speed just to fuck with you.

When his belt is undone, he then unbuttons the jeans, followed by undoing the zipper and sliding his jeans down to his ankles.

"Take it all for me," Suguru whispers, taking his cock and rubbing the tip on your skin. You moan, pulling at the sheets. He strokes his length for a few seconds before he shoves it into your tight hole, your back arching as you can already feel yourself being stuffed full.

You wiggle your ass, absentmindedly kicking your feet as an attempt to ease the sudden sensation. "Too much!"

"Yeah? Should've thought about that before rubbing yourself on me like a sweet whore, yeah?" Suguru groans, his hips meeting yours before he starts suddenly thrusting his dick in and out of your sopping pussy. His hands are on your hips, pulling you back and fucking his hips forwards, your walls squeezing him tight.

Suguru throws his head back, pulling your hips to meet his, his eyes glued to the way his cock slides in and out. It's rough and not really unexpected, the way he's fucking into you. Suguru takes the back of your head, shoving your face in the pillow, which is muffling your whimpers.

He uses his other hand to land another smack to your ass, then rubbing it carefully before slapping you again, watching the way your flesh bounces back.

"Gonna admit you were a brat, huh?" Suguru whispers in your ear as he pulls your head up from the pillow. You look away, ignoring him completely even as your back arches from the way his dick hits that sweet spot inside of you. "Answer me, baby," and another slap.

"Mmh, you're so mean!" He drops your head and you sink into the supple mattress, your juices painting his cock as your walls clench around him.

"You like that, princess?" Suguru laughs, thrusting into you, pushing a gasp out of your throat. "Nasty, nasty girl,"

He doesn't slow down, instead, going faster and harder, even when you cry that it's too much. In response to his statement, you sink your head into the pillows, his hands on your hips to pull you closer. Suguru bites his lower lip, drinking in the way you almost struggle to keep it down.

"G'na cum, Sugu!" You yelp, a knot in your poor tummy tying itself.

"Really? You wanna cum?" Suguru pouts in faux sympathy, and when you nod, he fucks his cock into you in an unexpectedly harsh thrust. "Hold it, brats don't get what they want."

You pucker your lips in a pout, your eyes rolling back, the knot in your stomach begging for release. You can feel the way his fingers hold a tight grip on your hips, sinking into your flesh you're sure there's gonna be marks later.

"Lemme cum, please!" It comes out in a whimper, your voice frustrated and tight, mostly muffled though by the pillow.

"Mm," Suguru hums, bringing you closer to him by his hold on your hips, his tip hitting spots in you you didn't even know existed. "Go ahead, princess, cum," and as if on cue, you're gushing all over his length, your eyes wide as your vision goes white, universes and stars painting your eyelids.

Suguru's eyes are watchful as he stares at the way you come undone on his cock, his hips coming to a halt, a grin on his lips the whole while.

However, just when you think you're done, you feel Suguru sliding his length in and out yet again, you're rendered speechless. "Too sensitive, Sugu!" You cry, but to no avail with the way he replies with silence and a rough thrust. You groan, Suguru's hand taking your hair and pulling you up to his chest, your eyes half-lidded as drool seeps out of your parted lips.

"Say sorry, baby," Suguru's voice is calm and patient, but you can hear the stern underlying tone in there, as it's something you've heard many times before. you throw your head back, huffing and pouting. His breath is warm as it fans against your skin, whimpers and cries falling from your lips.

"Mh... Too much," is all you say, your voice coming out as a low mumble, closing your eyes as you knit your eyebrows together. And comes again another knot in your tummy, your legs twitching and you gasp, tears forming in your lash line when Suguru's dick hits your soft spot. "Gonna cum," you repeat, even though it's only been a few moments since your last release.

"If you wanna cum, then say sorry," he grunts and pushes you back down to the mattress.

It takes only two more aggressive thrusts before you're pulling at the sheets, whining and moaning without a thought of the neighbors.

"Sorry, Sugu, swear it!" you choke out a sob, your knees going weak and threatening to drop. Suguru taps your back, as if a silent approval, and then you're coming undone all over his length, sniffling and hiccupping.

Suguru doesn't put a stop to his hips, only going at a more drawn-out pace. "'m gonna pull out, 'kay?" you answer with a mewl, but slowly you nod your head. Gently, he pulls out, stroking his length before he's releasing his heavy load all over the flesh of your ass, his head thrown back as he groans.

Your knees give up, so you're laying on your stomach, turning your head to the side when Suguru drops his body beside yours. There, he uses his hand to carefully grab your jaw, leaning in closer to you to press a kiss on your forehead, your temples, your nose, your cheeks, and lastly your lips. He softly kisses you, your eyes closed as eyelids heavy as he does so.

"Feeling okay, pretty? Let's take a bath, yeah?"

#i dont really like this but :3 #whatever #tw smut #jjk smut #jjk x reader smut #jjk x reader #suguru geto smut #geto smut #geto x reader smut #geto suguru x reader #geto suguru x reader smut

[rosedom]

pleasepleaseplease rose i’m begging you on my knees to make a xiao fic i’ll be ur good boy in return !! (can i be pup anon?? ><)

"an unnamed player has invited XIAO to play . . . my, my, sweet madame

✦ㅤㅤ 【 CW 】 dom!top!amab!reader, sub!bottom!ftm!xiao, sex toy (dildo), vaginal fingering to PIV sex, praise & dirty talk, breeding kink (no mpreg), creampie, cockwarming with alluded aftercare .

A/N : i love u, pup ,,, i can't believe i haven't written xiao yet:c

"do you want to watch, [PLAYER]? press KEEP READING to spectate the match."

“Xiaoooo,” you call, stretching the vowel in your mouth. It’s entirely theatric, far too loud when you know that he could hear a whisper all the same; but that doesn't matter, when he pops up in front of you in a hazy dusting of deep emerald and smoke, all of him bare as he stands a hair's-breadth away. 

He says nothing, no “You called?” passing the tip of his tongue. Simply, he only cups your face, his touch so welcome—a learned thing, of course, but one you wouldn't have traded for the world. 

“Hi, Xiao,” you murmur, leaning forward the already scant distance to kiss him soft, slow, sweet. “Missed you.”

Huffing against you, at the way you had to separate from him to whisper your words, he presses back to you, gently parts his lips for you. 

Eager, your mind says; you only smile, taking his invitation to lick into his mouth, across his sharp teeth. His canines dig into the give of your tongue, nicking you without quite drawing blood. 

Then, right there on the balcony of the Inn, voice all soft-like and shy, eyes averted as he tucks himself into your throat, he asks, “Please.” 

Please. Simple. Straight to the point. Wholly Xiao in the way he can tell you so much, in the language of his body and not his words.

“Okay, okay,” you murmur, because you know what he wants. 

You know, and he begins to tell you more: with the way he wraps his strong arms around you and zaps the two of you away to the safe cocoon of your shared bedroom (the very one he insisted that, No, I do not need—that he very much in fact revels in); with the way you’re both sprawled right in the middle of the soft bed, him under you and you balanced on top of him; and with the way his thighs spread so easily, the way his briefs are gone with no more than a breathy whine, how his cunt is a puffy mauve. 

He tells you, and he tells you, and he begs you, arching into you with the strength still in his arousal-weakened body. His torso—all silent muscle, the tattoo wrapping around his shoulder and side in the same path that you wandering hands travel, his abdomen all limber muscle—ripples as his hips press upwards into yours, press the full mound of his achy cunt, surrounded in nearly trimmed, tantalizingly coarse n’ a dark teal hair, up against the throb of your own chubbing cock. 

“Mm,” you moan, low in your throat, mouthing against the width of Xiao’s tender throat as you grind together, cock against cock, balls against cunt. “Look’it you, sweet thing, already so wet n’ worked up.

“Is this why you were so quick to respond to my call?” You push him back at your words, gently shushing his whine and sufficiently replacing it with a drawn out lil’ moan when you dip your fingers in, one, two, three. 

You grin like the cat who got the cream.“Oh?” you ask, drawl it out low. “All loosened up—” just like he always is on his favorite dildo. “Were you thinkin’ of me, playing with yourself like that?” 

It's testament to the trust he has in you when he only nods, up, down, up, down, vehemently against the pillow his head is resting on. Messy teal-black hair splays out around him. 

But then he tips his head to the side, eyeing something, and that something just so happens to not be his favorite dildo.

No. 

No, it wasn't his favorite dildo—not the one you know almost as well as you know your own dick, a smooth jade curved gently up to stimulate his g-spot. It wasn't that one.

No, it wasn't, because his favorite dildo is rather small, end-be-all. It’s perfect for a soft n’ easy orgasm, no pain of a stretch yet leaves him open for your cock in all those days before where you replaced one cock with another, with your real one. 

It wasn't that one. 

It was that one—the one on the edge of the bed, not even with a towel under it to prevent that big ol’ wet splotch of what’s maybe Xiao’s thick pre-cum, what was maybe some of his cum, and a bit that's definitely primarily thick n’ slippery lube (Xiao, after all, has never been one to produce much slick.

Slick, no slick—in the end, it doesn't matter: not when his cunt is puffy either wet or dry, and lube is a resource the both of you are not short on).

The cock is monstrous, and you dip a fourth finger into his lube-wet cunt to test the barely there stretch. It's an easy slide, and Xiao bows up into you with a reedy whine, and you've got him right where you want him: exposed, sure, but safe, pleasure-drunk, aroused without cumming just yet on the toy.

“Didn’t cum, little bird?” you ask, leaning close n’ murmuring into his ear while you stretch across the bed for the toy. Your fingers—already so much larger than his—do not meet around the girth of it, and your cock throbs something mean, heat low in your gut. “Oh, Xiao.”

“Don’t—” he grumbles, face aflame. You shush him again, kissing him soundly with the big cock snug in your palm. Teasing, you press the wet mess he’s made of it between the two of you, slipping out your four fingers to nudge the head of it to the sloppy opening of his cunt. 

“‘m not tryin’ta be mean to you.” You don’t press the dildo in, yet, letting him weakly clench around the tip. “I want you to talk to me, yeah? Be a good boy n’ talk to me, and I’ll fill you up all nice with this cock,” you murmur, and, for show, you bump it that millimeter in, just enough for his hole to spasm around where it barely intrudes.

But he’s shaking his head at you, sayin’, “Didn’t cum,” and then you’re making like you're about to press that cock in deep, right where he's already open for it, and he says, loud, “No!” 

You stop immediately.

The cock is forgotten between your legs as you drop it to wrap around his torso. “Xiao—” you start, an apology ready, a question of Do you want to stop? about to leave your lips when he interrupts you, goes and says something stupid like, “I want you.”

Your heart does something equally stupid, tripping over itself and leaving a dopey lil' grin to stretch across your face. But, “Xiao,” you murmur, bumping your nose against the flat button of his. “I’m not as big as the toy, I don't think it'll feel as good,” because when Xiao's in the mood for a large stretch, your cock typically isn't enough; he likes it for the foreplay, likes cumming all over it, likes being left open and loose for you to slide your bigger dildo in the place you left him bereft. This cock, however, is downright monstrous, one you've never seen before, yet here Xiao is, begging for your cock. 

“Don’t care,” he grumbles, pushing you back and reaching down to take hold of your throbbing cock. You hiss through your teeth at the friction after so long, his hand soaked in the leftover lube. He coats you liberally, quickly, tugging at your foreskin almost playfully. “I want only you.”

“Okay, okay!” You huff at him, bat away his small hand to take it in your own. “Let me make you cum then, yeah? Since the toy left you all achy.” You pout, playful, laughing at the distaste that flitters across his face. “Kidding!”

He grumbles, and his fingers thread into yours on his navel. “Less kidding and more—mm!”

Silenced by your cock, Xiao’s jaw drops open as his head falls back to bump into the pillow. “Oh,” he moans, whimpering in pitch. 

You only grin, bury yourself up his cunt to the hilt. He’s loose and spasming around you; you weren't lying, about that cock. But your cock is real in a way the dildo isn't. “Feel good, Xiao?” you ask anyway, grinding in and bumping against the overused bump of his g-spot. Swollen heat, pulsing heat, surrounds you, drips down to your balls as you coo at him. “Isn't it nice, givin’ yourself up for me? Lettin’ someone else ruin you on cock?” 

He nods, delirious, his forehead shimmering sweat that you just have to kiss away. You kiss the diamond mark, make a path down the barely-there bridge of his nose, tongue at his parted lips. 

Your hips thrust slowly but evenly, each the same and pressing in all his favorite spots. “Yeah? Mm,” you moan low and quiet, groaning into the air when you lean back to take proper hold of him. “That cock can't fill you up, is that it? Can't cum in you... Can't cream your pretty cunt... Can’t breed you...” 

Hook, link, sinker. “No, no,” he cries, pulling you into him and arching his hips all desperate-like into you, into your cock. “I want—mm!” 

“Easy, sweet thing. What do you want, hm? Want me to knock you up?” 

“Please!” 

A knot is beginning to wind itself in your belly. “Please what, sweetheart?” You tease at the muscles of his belly, his hand long put aside to clutch helplessly at the soft sheets. “Speak up.” 

He whines. “Please breed me,” he murmurs, and fuck, because his voice is raspy and shredded and you feel the knot that's tight and looping in your gut about ready to unravel.

You drop your hand from his abs to his swollen cock—red and puffy, sticking out so prettily from the thatch of hair surrounding where you're in balls-deep at the end of each thrust—, working him in gentle but quick, friction-filled circles.

“Cum for me, Xiao. Cum for me, and I’ll cum in you, I promise,” you coo, sweet as sugar, kind as anything. “I’ll fill you up like that cock can’t, yeah? Just like you want. C’mon, baby, sweetheart.” 

And then he's coming, and you're coming with him, filling him up as his cunt leaks and drips thick, opaque cum from around the base of your cock. His own cum coats you and dribbles down your balls, a sensation you know will be gross, later; but right now, it's perfect: perfect as the pretty boy on your cock, writhing until he's limp and breathing heavy against the bed.

“Good boy,” you whisper, kiss his fluttering eyelids. “Good boy.”

Weakly, his arms—thick with muscle but shaky, trembling in the aftermath of the lava running through his veins—circle around you. He nuzzles at your throat, nips at your skin. 

You laugh. “Feelin’ well bred, baby?” 

Xiao bites you. 

“Okay, okay! Sorry.” Small laughs still wrack your frame, however, and Xiao sighs in kind before he melts into your meandering touches. He’s hot and warm beneath your hands; and he's wet, slick and soaked between his thighs. 

You're still sunk in deep, keeping your cock and cum warm in turn. He doesn't make any move, no indication that he wants you out; so you stay, kiss at him as you fall into the bed with him. 

The jostling movement makes him mewl, soft, before it too melts into another sigh. “Sleep.”

“Only if you sleep with me.” 

Xiao raises a thick brow. 

“Please?” You pinch at the skin of his navel in retaliation, and you roll over, pull him against you until he settles on your torso. “C’mon, Xiao. You need sleep, too.” 

“No, I don't.” 

You sigh. “Yes, you do. You're gonna lay here—” you reach around to pinch his ass as well, gentle but reprimanding, “—and warm my cock while we both rest.” 

He glares at you; then, “Fine.” 

“Thank you, sweetheart.” You kiss the crown of that real head, pull the blankets up over you and pay no mind to the mess of cum and slick between you. 

You’re warm, he’s warm, your cock is warm—it’s easy to fall asleep, enveloped in heat and heart like this. I love you, Xiao.

It could be a in dream that Xiao says to you, “I love you, too.” 

so what if it's my kink to find a pretty guy splayed out with a huge dildo in him. it's not a crime. (in other news, i jacked off to size kink fucking machines the other night, and i don't think i can get that type of fucked out, drippy n' puffed up cunt out of my mind . . . haha. um. so here's xiao, except he fucked himself with his own hand. put that strength to good use, y'know?)

26 MAR. 2024, @rosedom, rosey .

#ㅤ✦【 ASKS 】 #【 pup ��� #can't believe ur pup anon and i didn't make xiao my puppy . . . #sub character #sub xiao #xiao smut #xiao x reader #sub genshin #genshin smut #genshin x reader #ftm nsft #u know how it rolls !

[peachsayshi]

I'm more interested in hearing ur hcs for JJK as dads:)

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ minors / ageless / blank blogs (dni) ↬･tags: fluff

wc: 1,104

✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄ girl dad hc's (gojo, geto, nanami, choso) ⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧

...gojo stares at his baby girl like she's the secret to the universe's mysteries. there is no denying his strong attachment towards her, which is why the first thing he does when he returns home from a long trip away is see her. he watches with big, proud eyes as she waddles over to him, her small feet pattering lightly against the wooden floor of your home. she's still figuring out her words, squealing with excitement as he meets her halfway with two long strides. he arches his tall body forward, scooping her up in his arms before smothering her with kisses on each cheek.

she's so happy when he’s around, and it makes your chest feel tight, your ribs unable to contain the love pouring out from the valves of your heart.

"god, I missed my girls..." satoru breaths as she wraps her arms around his neck and rests her cheek on his shoulder. he turns on his heel to look at you, eyes filled with devotion and sheer gratitude. he places such a sweet, tender kiss on your lips before stating, "maybe we should take a vacation soon, just the three of us."

...geto thinks it's strange that only two years ago he regarded you as a stranger. now, you're fast asleep on his sofa, with mimiko on your lap and nanako on your shoulder. he checks the time to see just how late it is before turning off the tv and reaching for mimiko first. he brushes the hair away from her face, carefully lifting her up while smiling to himself when he feels her body naturally seek out his. the vacancy prompts you to flutter your eyelashes open, adjusting to the darkness of the room, and by the time you're fully aware of what's going on, you notice that he's picking up nanako as well.

"easy, sweetheart," he whispers softly, "just taking them to bed."

you meet him in his room afterwards, taking his hand as he draws you onto his lap. you rub your tired eyes as you mumble a hello, feeling his gentle kiss travel down the column of your neck, while his delicate fingers slip underneath your shirt to sprawl across the bump of your belly. he sighs into your neck, easing his mind of the noisy thoughts as he touches the life he's created with you.

...nanami arches his brow at the distraught expression on his daughter's face, her cheeks are so pink and her eyes are still welling with hot tears. the look is enough to crumple him like he's a flimsy sheet of paper, but he's holding his composed expression as to not worry her. instead, he shifts his attention down to the open wound on her knee - a nasty little cut unfortunately, but one that he's already carefully cleaned up. "there now, my darling..." he soothes with his deep voice, as he thoughtfully places the band aid over the injury, "we're all done."

she's still sniffling, her hands gripping tightly onto her dress. "still hurts, papa..." she whimpers. he eases the tension between his brow, before leaning down to place a gentle kiss on her knee. "better?" he asks, gazing up at her from underneath his blonde lashes, but she simply bites her lip and shakes her head no.

nanami picks her up, holding her close to his chest as he holds a pensive look on his face. "what else can we possibly do, hmm?" he coos into her temple as he leaves another kiss in place. she continues to sniffle, tiny hands clutching onto his shirt which she uses to wipe away her falling tears. "uhm, maybe...maybe we can get ice cream?"

her innocent tone is enough to make him smile with relief, and he glances over his shoulder to catch you shaking your head playfully in his direction, but even you can't stop yourself from grinning as you watch your baby girl twist your husband around her little finger.

...choso smiles at his daughter's reflection in the mirror. her hands reach for the pig tails in her hair, and she touches it before turning over her shoulder to gaze up at him. "I look like you, papa!" she remarks with pure joy, and choso can't help but bend over and kiss the top of her ahead affectionately. "you're the prettiest girl in the world, precious."

her cheeks turn rosy from how bright she's smiling. she stands on her feet, barely able to make direct eye contact with her father who is seated cross legged with his body upright. he has to hunch over a little, obliging her demand of placing his jaw against the palms of her delicate hands so she can hold him. "no, you're the prettiest in the world," she responds and the man melts into her touch almost instantly. he circles two fingers around her wrists to kiss her digits, then leaning forward to plant another one on the tip of her nose. "I'm afraid there's no competition."

she babbles on as he looks at her with amusement. fatherhood was never part of his plan, and he wasn't even sure how he would take to it when you told him you were pregnant, but it’s been four years down the line and he's the happiest he's ever been. he can hear you call for them from the kitchen, and carries his daughter in his arms before exiting the bedroom.

he seats her comfortably on the dining chair, lightly pinching her cheek as he announces that he will be right back. he finds you in the kitchen scooping out rice into the bowl, and takes the opportunity to circle his arms around your waist as he rests his chin on your shoulder.

you ease into his embrace as you serve the last amount before tilting your head slightly to kiss him softly on the cheek, "something on your mind?"

he sighs heavily when you turn on your heel, stealing a kiss in between before murmuring sweetly against your lips: "I want another baby"

#gojo x reader #gojo x you #gojo fluff #geto x reader #geto x you #geto fluff #nanami x reader #nanami x you #nanami fluff #choso x reader #choso x you #choso fluff #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jujutsu kaisen fan fiction #jjk fan fics

[shxyo-sho]

when you fall asleep on their shoulder ♡

pairings: itadori, nanami, junpei, nobara x gn!reader

warnings: none!

genre: fluff

a/n: this is literally like a year late i’m saurrrr sorry 😭🙏🏼 but i finally found the motivation to finish this stupidly cute request and i hope you love it and that it was worth the wait :)) thank you for requesting and for getting me over my writers block, enjoyyy @neinpls <3 (ps ur so nice i’m in luv w u)

|| jjk m.list ||

Itadori Yuji

-> The wave of tiredness that hits after missions was no joke, especially considering how late it was. Itadori sat directly beside you on the ride back to school after a successful exorcism. It was dark and quiet, only the sounds of raindrops hitting the metal of the car could be heard. They sounded like a song almost, lulling you to sleep. Itadori’s too busy fighting his own exhaustion to notice yours, at least until he feels a soft weight on his shoulder. You were out cold and he couldn’t help but smile. Gently, he lifts your head and places it on his lap instead, wanting to save you from any later neck pain. You’re cute like this, he thinks. With your mouth hanging open, clothes slightly ruffled but you’re completely and utterly relaxed. He brings one hand up to sift through your hair, soft yet very messy, while the other interlocks with your fingers. Lingering thoughts of love fill his mind before he himself falls asleep. He hopes you’re dreaming of him, the same way he is of you.

Nanami Kento

-> Nanami quietly reads the last line of the chapter from his book, softly closing it and setting it on the nightstand beside him. Upon looking down, he is met with your sleeping face, lips slightly parted and chest rising and falling with every breath taken. You regain consciousness for a moment, telling your husband, through slurred words, to continue reading the book. He can only chuckle and watch as you fall back into a deep slumber, head resting on his chest. A whispered declaration of his love slips past his lips and it feels like second nature to him. He leaves a delicate kiss to your temple, then another and another. Wrapping you in his arms, Nanami hopes to feel this tranquility forever.

Junpei Yoshino

-> Junpei leans forward in his seat, eyes not once leaving the screen. It’s movie night for the both of you and an old horror movie plays on his living room tv. He slightly jumps when he feels a sudden weight on his shoulder, pausing the movie to glance at you. A dorky smile adorned his face as he watched you fight the urge to fall asleep. Your eyes barely opening only to fall shut again. “Babe the movie just started and you’re already falling asleep,” he say’s partially laughing at you. Your eyes snap open, for only a moment, as you urge your boyfriend to press play again, promising to watch from now on. He obliges but watches as you fall back into sleep, keeping your promise for all of 3 seconds. He moves to lay down and pulls your body on top of his, getting lost in the warmth of your embrace.

Nobara Kugisaki

-> Nobara softly sets the bags of newly bought clothes down, right beside her legs. The train is packed with passengers and she can’t help but glare. There were so many people, so many loud and sweaty people. Too busy frowning at everyone in eyesight, she fails to notice your dazed state. Only when she feels your head fall onto her shoulder does she look over to you. “I guess all that shopping tired you out huh” she mumbles, beginning to maneuver your head onto her lap. She smiles down at you, soaking in the peaceful moment. She always believed that gentleness was not one of her strong suits but as she held your face, tender eyes scanning each and every detail, she may have proven herself wrong.

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#{♡} mindless scribbling #pls don’t hate me i luv u </3 #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x gn!reader #jjk x reader #jjk x gn!reader #nanami kento x reader #nanami x reader #itadori yuji x reader #itadori x reader #junpei yoshino x reader #junpei x reader #nobara kugisaki x reader #nobara x reader #jjk fluff #jujutsu kaisen fluff #nanami fluff #itadori fluff #junpei fluff #nobara fluff #fluff #gn!reader

[cal-flakes]

Hi! I love ur work and I was wondering if you could do a rafe smut where they film it ykk😋🤭😭

This is my first time ever requesting smth, hopefully yk what I mean🤷‍♀️

i tried my best! im not amazing at writing smut, so i hope you like it <33

╰┈➤ princess on camera

warnings: super nsfw, swearing, fingering, choking, praise kink, camera.

summary: rafe asks to try something new. innocent!reader x rafe

“oh, babygirl you look so beautiful f’me” rafe groaned, looking down at her as she kneeled before him. he bent down, taking her in as her big doe eyes stared up at him through her lashes. out of her peripheral, she noticed a camera stand facing the bed.

“i’m gonna ask you something, and you can say no..” he muttered tentatively. “mmhm?”

“i wanna put a camera up this time, it’ll be just for me, nobody else is gonna see it..”

y/n listened intently, considering the proposition. “only you would see it?” she asked, tilting her head. “of course angel, you think i’d let anyone get even a glimpse of what belongs to me?” he chuckled, smirking.

“okay, then yes”

rafe smiled menacingly before grabbing her chin. “on the bed. all fours, face the camera” he growled hungrily, swatting her ass as she clambered onto the mattress.

she watched as his hands fiddled around with the camera, unknowingly teasing her. she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth as the wetness between her legs pooled into her panties.

after removing his clothes, he kneeled behind her, massaging circles into her behind. “all f’me huh?” he whispered, trailing his fingers up to the waistband of the lace thong.

“lift your knees baby, taking these off..” she did as told and lifted a knee at a time, helping him remove the material.

she released a shaky breath as he dipped his hand underneath, starting to rub slow circles on her clit.

keeping the pace with his finger, his other hand danced closer to her core, earning a flinch as he trailed his fingertips along her wet folds.

whining, she leaned back slightly, hoping to lower herself onto his fingers. “so needy baby, you gotta stay still m’kay? be a good girl for me yeah?” he breathed, teasing her again with the tip of his hardening cock.

her head fell as he pushed two finger inside, pumping them slowly.

“fuck..” she mewled. “please, rafe, faster..” she pleaded.

electricity surged through her as he granted her wish, his arm flexing as he moved at a volatile pace. he kept it up for a few minutes, pulling her closer and closer to the edge.

the sudden emptiness had her whining, clenching around nothing as he retracted both hands. “smile for the camera princess..” he growled, roughly pulling her head up.

before she had a chance to comprehend it, he buried himself inside her, eliciting a photographic moan from her.

“that’s it baby, you’re doing so good..” rafe groaned, leaving crescent shaped indents on her hips.

his deadly pace turned the coil in her navel tighter and tighter, walls clenching around rafe’s length.

“you gonna cum for me huh?” he teased, wrapping a strong hand around her throat, pulling her back up against him.

“look at the camera baby, atta’girl” he smirked, trailing sloppy kisses along her neck.

“no, keep your eyes open..” he muttered in her ear, hand tightening as a string of strangled profanities fell from her lips.

her eyes widened as her legs shook, threatening to give up on her. “r-rafe, im-im gonna-” her pleas were interrupted, an animalistic groan fighting its way through her lips.

rafe grunted, the vibrations only adding more tension to her release. “fuck, fuck…” he whimpered behind her, filling her completely.

with two rough thrusts, he pulled out gently, stroking her cheek as she collapsed on the bed. he lay down beside her after turning the camera off, a smug look on his face.

“you did so well angel, so beautiful..” he whispered as she curled into him.

“m’gonna run you a bath, okay sweet girl?” he cooed as her legs shook against him.

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[jaidens]

If you special requests are still open can I have a hot chai latte with extra whipped cream under name Darrel Curtis? Only if ur ok with that!

So scarlet it was Maroon, The mark they saw on my collarbone

pairing [s] : darry curtis x reader

warning [s] : mentions of : sex, hickeys, drinking, riding, making out | wrap it before you tap it |

a/n [s] : ty for requesting, I'm sorry for how long it took!

It has almost been a month without your fiance. Darry had been booked for every single day, and suddenly nurses had become extremely needed everyday for your hospital. You were riled up and upset that your shifts hadn't matched up with Darry's which ended up in only seeing him passing in and out of the house. You were the night shift, and Darry had been the morning shift. You took care of the gang when Darry couldn't, becoming the casual mom of the group when you were around.

As you shift the small ring around your finger, tapping against the table as the clock clicks closer to your shift ending. As soon as it hits twelve, you jump up, grabbing your bag and Darry's jacket and run out of the hospital while saying goodbye to your coworkers. The air is cold as it nips at your nose. You open your car door and turn the car on, the cold air hitting you as it attempts to start up with a rumble. The radio plays quietly as you start to feel giddy at being able to see your boyfriend after a month.

The car ride isn't long, but not very short. After twenty-five minutes of no traffic and long, twisting roads, you pull into the driveway of Darry's house. His truck is sitting next to your car, and the lights are still on the inside of the house. Grabbing your stuff, you run into the house and shut the door quietly behind you. Two-Bit and Steve are asleep on the couch, snoring as Mickey Mouse is playing on the television.

You smile at them, shutting off the television and lights. You walk to the kitchen, hang up your keys on the hook, and set your bag down. Your stomach rumbles after hours of being unable to eat due to the rush on the hospital. You pull out some food and heat it up, and bite into it and moan out. Darry’s cooking was always amazing, after years of practicing after the loss of his Mom and Dad. While you're eating, strong arms wrap around your waist and pull you into his hips.

With a gentle kiss to your neck, you smile and twist your body around to be in front of Darry. He's smiling widely, his tongue darting out to like his lips. “Oh, Darry..” You mumble out and he pushes you against the counter and his hand falls underneath your thighs as you follow his movements with your lips. Your hand runs up his shoulders and to the back of his head and you grip onto his messy, ungreased hair. He smells like aftershave and his minty shampoo and conditioner.

You're mumbling out his name every time he pulls away from your lips to let you breathe. “Not here, love. Bedroom c’mon!” You're whisper-shouting, as he picks you up off the counter and carries your bridal style to your small, shared bedroom. The bed is messy and fluffy with blankets as you try and beat the November weather that was attacking Tulsa. The television is on and plays a random show that Darry had liked, but you didn't understand it half of the time.

You crawl onto the bed and pull on the waistband of his pants and he falls on the bed on top of you, not crushing you with his thighs taking his fall. You're wrapped up in the kiss you've been waiting for, deep and full of delicious passion. His lips slide from your mouth to suck against your neck, kissing and biting gently. His name is a prayer as it falls from your lips as you slide against him, his hand tickling against your waistband.

You pull his shirt off and throw it on the floor, staring at his delicious muscles and abs that stretch and pull in every time you touch his warm skin. “Missed you so much.” Darry gasps when you pull him up and push against the wall.

—

When you wake up the next morning, your legs are sore and your back achy. The bed is cold and alone with Darry's side is put together and cleaned up. Your side however isn't as you get up from bed. You're in a big t-shirt of Darry's with a pair of underwear. You grab a pair of shorts and put them on. You stretch out your body and crack your hands. You fix up the bed and straighten out the sheets and fix up your hair. You put your slippers and rub your eyes. When you look at the mirror, you see all of the purplish and dusty pink bruises that litter your neck and down to your collarbone.

You grab a big hoodie and pull it on and it covers most of them up, but it would be impossible to cover all of them. You open the door to leave and you hear the boys that are somehow rowdy at eight-thirty in the morning. Two-Bit and Steve are ones that you can pick out, teasing Darry and Ponyboy about something you couldn't hear. You walk into the kitchen and you feel people's eyes on you. “Well! Well, how-dy here!” Two-Bit teases and taps against the maroon bruise that's underneath your jaw. “What’s that lil ol’ thing, Y/N!?”

You cover your neck and start to get embarrassed. Darry immediately pulls into protective mode and pulls you into his arms. You smile at him and he kisses the top of your head. You're forced to follow him around to stay in his arms. “Did you fight something last night? What's all over you—oh ew Darry!” Ponyboy says before covering his eyes and gagging. You laugh at him and serve him a plate of food. “Oh hush you too!” Darry shouts when Two-Bit and Pony start to giggle and conspiring about what happened last night.

You kiss Darry and he deepens it softly. “I’m off work today. Charles was being nice by not scheduling me.” You tell Darry and he smiles at you, letting his hands naturally wrap around your waist. You lay against his chest as you both fall into a natural sway. One thing about Darry is he didn't have two of the same feet, he was an amazing dancer and naturally would always be moving gracefully somehow.

You're both lying like that until Ponyboy says he's ready for school. You smile at Darry and hand him the truck keys, giving him a long kiss and twirling the curls around his neck on your finger as he walks out the door. You're smiling at the door when you hear the sound of the refrigerator opening, clicking of glasses, and two pops. “Really Two-Bit!? Beer at nine in the morning?”

“Hey young-lady! We both had fun, you got it earlier than I did. Now, let me enjoy this!”

#darry curtis x y/n #darrel curtis x reader #darry curtis the outsiders #darry curtis x reader #darry curtis #darrel curtis #darry curtis x you #🍂 — 350 follower celebrations — daniellarussoo #the outsiders fanfiction #the outsiders fanfic #the outsiders x reader #darry curtis x fem!reader

[binniesbobastay]

Stray Kids: Fluffy (& Smutty) Christmas Headcanons

A/n: Merry Christmas if you celebrate it everyone! :)

This work contains mature content and is 18+ only, minors do not interact.

Bang Chan

wants you to help him decorate the outside of the house

like he's really excited to do it with you :(

but then he gets all worried when you wanna get up on the ladder and string the lights across the roof.

"it's covered in ice, you'll slip!!! >:("

bans you from ladder duty and assigns you to be in charge of decorating the porch instead lol.

when it gets dark, he'll let you do the honors of plugging up the lights (does the drumroll thing like clark griswold lmaooo)

is so happy and kisses you on the cheek and tells you this is the best Christmas ever while his eyes sparkle in the light :(

later that night, he snuggles up with you on the couch as the two of you watch the snow outside from the window.

kisses you to the soft, jazzy christmas playlist he puts on earlier.

can't help but become needy, so he disappears under the large blanket you're both wrapped in to go down on you.

watching his chest rise and fall with each pant and hearing his whines is a real treat if you decide to return the favor.

makes love to you while holding you close and kissing every inch of available skin.

"Merry Christmas, my love..." he whispers in your ear.

forgot about the open window... oops!

Lee Know

would want to accompany you while you do your Christmas shopping.

then he finds cute little Christmas outfits for the cats and he's so happy.

helps you check off your list and tries to give you ideas if you ever get stuck on what you should get a certain friend.

after you come home he immediately goes to dress the cats up in their new outfits.

takes several thousand photos, a lot of them featuring you!

tells you all how cute you look.

then he's disappearing into the kitchen to make little dishes for the christmas party you guys are going to tomorrow while you wrap gifts.

makes you dinner and you guys eat together in comfortable silence.

puts the cats to bed in their new christmas pajamas... he claims they came with the outfits.

might put on a christmas movie and plug in the tree while you rest your head on his lap and he plays with your hair.

when you shift to sit in his lap and start kissing up his neck, he gets the hint and carries you to the bedroom.

lights up a Christmas themed candle before laying you down on the bed and proceeding to make you cum at least twice before he fucks you.

tells you that you feel so nice and that he's so lucky to have you and spend this time of year with, this is one of the rare times he's just complete mush in your arms while he rocks into you :(.

when you're done, he runs you a bath and cleans you up. he might join you if you ask nicely ;)

makes sure you're asleep in his arms before drifting off with you under the soft blanket.

changbin

Christmas movie marathons

literally all day

everyday

he's got free form on the tv 24/7

laughs so hard at the comedies (his favorite is elf)

might cry during polar express but deny it if you say anything

loooooves the cold weather because it gives him an excuse to spend hours on end cuddling you

"we have to stay warm!" he explains for the nth time.

"changbin... we literally have a fireplace" "... i like this way better"

would love to help you decorate the tree if you asked him to.

would also really like to go shopping for new ornaments if you're down.

would also buy lots of mistletoe to put all over the house while ur out too

lifts you up on his shoulders so you can put the star on top :) he's a strong boy.

makes a big thing of hot chocolate for you, tons of marshmallows and everything.

"merry christmas, my sweetie..." he tells you, kissing your temple while you're cuddling on the floor by the fireplace.

eventually takes yours and his mugs and sets them to the side so he can pull you into his lap for a make out session.

The taste of chocolate on each others lips makes you both dizzy as you start to grind against him.

leads to him laying back on the floor with you riding him, making you moan his name as he rubs your nipples thanks to your unbuttoned pajama fleece...

Hyunjin

wants to paint a portrait of you by the tree :(

makes you pose and everything.

gives you little breaks to give you kisses in between as a reward for staying still.

loves how your eyes light up when he shows you the final product.

"it's beautiful, hyun! you're so talented!" "Mm-mm, I owe it all to my pretty little muse..."

gift wrapping king

is very picky about how gifts should be wrapped and will criticize you if he sees you messing up.

he'll sit you in his lap and guide your hands with his big ones over them, showing you how to properly wrap it oh geez this is already getting hot

i think he really likes vintage christmas movies and he'll love you forever if you watch white christmas with him he can quote it

gets really turned on by whatever you're wearing for your christmas eve party and thinks you look incredible.

will probably bend you over the counter of the kitchen when you get home or when your guests leave and just rail you until your legs are jelly...

but he'll help dress you in ur christmas pj's and cuddle you to sleep after.

definitely will have some softer, christmas morning sex with lots of praises, and i love yous, and gently messaging the bruises he left on your hips last night.

then he's bringing you a cup of peppermint tea and your presents from him so he can watch you open them :(

Han

mf ACTUALLY puts mistletoe all over the ceiling

giggles when you scold him

"Jisung, this is gonna take forever to take down.." "well good thing christmas isn't over yet!"

loves taking walks with you around the neighborhood to look at lights while he holds your hand :(

takes a dozen pictures of you by them

might wanna go caroling and yes he will be dragging you with him.

will also take you to see Santa, yes he will sit on his lap and everything

when he asks him what he wants for christmas, he just looks over at you and says he's already got everything he wants :(

"shut up, jisung. you insisted we see the man, tell him what you really want..." you said while blushing

"eh, okay, i guess a puppy wouldn't hurt..."

will ask you to dance with him to some classic christmas records! his favorite is feliz navidad! feliiiiiiiiiiiiiz navidaaaaaaaaaaaad

also has his own personal mistletoe he keeps in his pockets so he can sneak up on you and hold it over your head whenever he wants to.

definitely goes down on you under the mistletoe.

really passionate sex by the tree, loves how gorgeous you look with your body bathed in the lights.

really whiny, telling you he loves you over and over while he touches you everywhere unable to get enough of you.

"you're the best gift..."

Felix

ugh so so so sweet! definitely one of the best to spend the holidays with.

spends 90% of it in the kitchen though lol.

he can't help it, he saw so many christmas treat recipes on pinterest that he wants to try.

would love to ice and decorate christmas cookies with you.

if you decide to help him bake, he's gonna assign you to stir the batter just so he can give you back hugs while you do it :(

hums christmas songs in your ear with that beautiful, deep voice of his omg i actually need this

holds a spoon to your mouth so you can taste test the icing.

dabs some of it onto your nose and cheeks so he can kiss it off i am so soft for this man

the type to gift you something that's 100% thoughtful, probably custom made or something like that.

talks about taking you to australia and wanting to spend christmas with you and his family one year im crying i love him so much

buys you both cute little antlers or some type of christmas headwear and takes a bunch selfies in them with you.

turns the heat up so that you won't get cold while he completely ravages you in the night...

might have made an extra batch of icing so he can lick it off of your body.

especially your nipples because hes absolutely in love with how you get goosebumps from it...

please lick it off of him too omg. he's so sensitive and the noises he will make are *chef's kiss*

and the way you can taste it on his lips when he kisses you while rocking into you... oof

you almost sleep through all of christmas day because you guys went until the sun came up.

he just loves you more than anything :( and he wants to always take care of you and he's so happy he gets to spend this time of year with you.

Seungmin

You're gonna have to drag him inside at some point because he won't come in himself.

lives in the snow.

that's all he wants to do all day.

wakes you up early singing do you wanna build a snowman from frozen smh.

annoying but so cute, how could you say no?

snowball fights, snowman building, snow angel making, you guys are gonna do it all.

makes sure you have plenty of layers on and doesn't want you getting sick.

kisses you under the icicles dripping off the roof :)

will love you forever if you make him hot chocolate.

is really excited but nervous to see if you like his gift that he got you, you assure him that you'll love anything he gets you just because you appreciate it and him so much.

when you say this his face goes r e d

cuddles you on the couch and feeds you a candy cane but the situation becomes too erotic pretty quick because the sight of you suckling on the peppermint makes him crazy.

gets down on his knees and with your permission... he'll rub the spit-coated candy around your nipples and your sensitive parts before licking it up.

it's sticky and messy but it's so hot and his tongue feels so good that you have no complaints.

let's you ride him for a while before he can't take it anymore and flips you over to pound into you.

cleans you up before showering you in little kisses and going back to cuddling you after.

Jeongin

he is over the MOON that he gets to have this type of downtime.

the holidays are his favorite time of year and he's excited to have a more lowkey one with just you since he has a bigger family.

gets you matching ugly christmas sweaters!!!

takes a bunch of picture of you and you take a lot of him so he can post them on instagram.

sets up the timer on his phone so you both can get a picture by the tree.

wraps his arm around you so he can pull you close and flash that big grin of his :(

happy to help you make cookies :)

by help i mean mostly watch and eat half of the dough before you can get it in the oven.

cant wait to open gifts so you both decide to open one.

literally screams when he sees that you got him the favorite video game he wanted.

"thank you thank you thank you, you're the beeeeest!!!" he says while tackling you with kisses.

immediately starts playing it.

sits you between his legs and teaches you how to play.

is so proud because you actually get pretty good at it.

... but then he catches a glimpse of your chest down your pajama shirt and now he's horny lol

"J, what are you..." you question him when he turns off the game.

"shush, pretty..." he cuts you off with a kiss.

he spends hours working you with his hands and overstimulating you because he thinks you're so cute squirming in his lap.

but then he'll carry you to the bedroom for some soft, slow sex where he kisses you a lot and whispers to you how you've made this the best christmas ever for him :(

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[kingofthe-egirls]

hihi i love ur hurt/comfort and would like to make a request 🫶🏽 what do u think of reader/you getting injured somehow, and luffy being overprotective & needy about it?? 🫣

so i hope this satisfies your cravings

SPRAINED ANKLE: LUFFY x Y/N

(cw: est relationship, sprained ankle, food mention, kissing, cunnilingus, so many m dashes sorry lmao)

(a/n: this feels like a part 1 but im scared to promise anything in case i dont wanna)

Songs: "All the Stars" by Mree

words: 870

You’re sitting with your foot propped up on a pillow, at the foot of the crow’s nest. Bandages wrap around your sprained ankle, with a silver ice pack freezing your skin.

Luffy is screaming at Sanji for food, as usual, since it’s almost noon and he has to snack at least every three hours. You lick your lips, waiting for the sudden impact you know is coming.

Smack!

Luffy collides into your side, sending the ice pack flying. His arms are wrapped around your waist, his face already smushed against yours.

“Kitty!” He shouts directly against your cheek. You strain away from his megaphone of a voice, squirming in his elastic arms.

“Stop it,” you complain, swatting him away. He groans, slumping against you with his head buried in your hair. He sniffs, once.

“Sorry,” he says, muffled.

You wriggle out from under him, his arms loosely draped over you like ship’s ropes. He’s got his black coat on, with his scarlet cardigan left open over his sculpted torso.

He snaps his hands back to normal. It’s like reeling in a measuring tape.

“Sanji’s making salmon today,” he swipes at his nose, squatting next to you with his dusty sandals planted firmly on the deck’s wooden slats. He’s scanning the horizon, sky reflected in his dark chocolate eyes. He smiles back down at you, squeezing them shut.

“Let’s make snacks!” He lifts you up with strong arms, carrying you bridal style toward the kitchen. He squats down again, still cradling you, as he picks up the ice pack he’d scattered earlier. He stands, his arms under your shoulders and knees, and kisses the tip of your nose. You hide your face in his neck, and sniff.

Cedar.

His sandals slap against the deck as he carries you across. You let your head fall on his shoulder, your eyes slipping closed. He’s carrying you oh so gently, slower than any rubber-wrapped speed shot he usually does.

He side-steps you into the room, softly closing the door behind him. You lift up, expecting to see the kitchen, but you’re surprised.

Luffy’s quarters.

“Captain?” You ask, staring up at him, the sharp underside of his jawline above you. He smiles down at you, sparkling eyes heavy.

He sets you down on the mattress, ass first.

“Wanna taste,” he says, sliding his hands up your legs. He squeezes at your thighs, smiling brightly. The lantern suspended from the ceiling sways above him, rocking in time with the subtle movement of the ship. “S’okay?”

Desperate, you nod.

Captain Luffy smirks, sliding your shorts down with no further hesitation. He sniffs deeply at the apex of your thighs, his lips dusting over the coarse hairs. He presses a kiss to the mound, this place at the center of yourself. He thumbs down your outer lips gracefully, spreading you apart ever so slightly. His lips part in awe.

“Sweetness…,” he whispers, swiping the tip of his tongue across his bottom lip. He softly strokes down the hood of your slick clit. His eyes sear yours as he circles the swollen head, his lashes casting shadows over his squishy cheeks. He smirks. “Say please?”

“Pleeaassseee,” you moan, arching your hips. He snickers, and then leans down on his stomach to nestle his face in front of your cunt. He noses at your clit, smooching the base of your entrance. He stays there, for a second. Just silently reintroducing his face to your pussy.

His hand skims down your leg before he hooks his fingers beneath your knee, setting it over his shoulder.

Your sprained ankle finds a comfortable place beside his spine, and you settle back into the bed.

You close your eyes.

****

Luffy sucks on your swollen clit, stealing little kisses in between. His thumb presses inside your pussy, squirming around as he buries it deep. He slathers his tongue over you, starting to thrust his thumb inside and out. Something flutters around his digit—something deep like it’s at the center of the earth—something forbidden and unseen and you’re squeezing—

He hisses, “S’tight, shit—,” before sucking harshly on your clit as you squirm. He speeds up inside you, lust clouding his senses as you start to sound out your pleasure from beneath him. He stuffs his tongue inside you, slurping at your juices as you scream (cream)--so he laughs and laughs inside of you. His voice vibrates through your abdomen as you seize and squirm and start to unravel beneath his tongue and his teeth and he’s he’s he’s um oh god he’s———

Everything.

Spots dance in front of your eyes, so you try to blink them away. Spit drips down your face.

Luffy rasps over you, his wheezy breaths scratching in his throat.

“Kiss me,” you say, so he does.

His lips taste like you.

He groans as you slide your tongue inside his mouth, coaxing him to start stroking it against yours.

He swoons into the kiss, something high-pitched and squeaky sounding from the back of his throat. His body melts against you.

“Luffy…,” you whisper, bitten lips swollen and stinging as you both devour each other’s faces. Like animals, sometimes. He scrapes his teeth against your cheek. “So sexy.”

“Thanks, princess.”

****

#thats all she wrote #sike #there's another paragraph in my notes app sequel style #dumpster dive #luffy x y/n #luffy x you #luffy x reader #luffy smut #luffy fanfic #opla smut #one piece smut

[joshlmbrt]

request; ‘charlie walker letting you braid his hair. like imagine him with lost of cute lil braids.’ - @heartcereql

i had accidentally posted it without finishing it so i had to delete and start again 😭 i apologize. BUT this request was too cute not to stop everything and write something for it. thank you for ur request lovely, i hope you like it! <3 w; short & very sweet!

he drops the remote onto the coffee table, sighing after dropping onto the couch, rolling onto his side. you smile when his head lays on your thigh, hand resting on your knee, thumb swiping back and forth.

“how’s your paper coming along?” he huffs, eyes watching as the trailers for older movies play out.

“it’s… coming,” he mumbles. you say his name and he chuckles. “i’ll start it soon! maybe after this movie,” his brows lift, finally tilting his head back and staring up at you. “maybe you can help.” he grins.

your eyes narrow, fingers reaching around and dragging your fingernails up and down the side of his neck. “you tell me i distract you. how would i be able to even help?”

“i don’t know… bribing works sometimes.”

you hum softly and nod. “one condition,” his brows lift slightly. you smile. “i get to braid your hair.”

he lets out a small sigh, nodding. “fine.” you giggle and drag your fingers up his neck and towards his hair, sliding your fingers through his hair.

“on the ground.”

he mutters under his breath, but does as you say, sitting in front of you with his back pressed against the couch. you clap or closer, your leg resting over his shoulder. he leans over and presses a quick kiss to your calf.

“sit still.” you tease, fingers working on the first mini braid. he smiles to himself, resisting the urge to shake his head.

he tries to keep his eyes open, really, because this was his favorite movie. but with your gentle fingers sliding through his scalp, his eyes grow heavier and heavier, finally shutting.

your eyes glance up every once in awhile to the screen, the flannel, that you chosen of charlie’s, slides down your shoulder every so often.

by the time the credits roll, your finishing and grabbing your phone, taking a photo of the braids before wrapping your arm around his shoulder, pressing your lips against his temple and cheekbone. “charlie.” you whisper softly.

he mumbles softly, shifting his legs out in front of himself, wincing at the fuzzy feeling. “you finished?”

“mhm. so is the movie. so you know what that means.”

“bed?”

“homework,” you laugh softly. “we’ll both work on it, that way we can finish it together - if you’re strong enough to stay awake fully.”

he sighs and tilts his head back against your shoulder. “what’s the bribe?”

“i won’t stay the night when your parents are gone.”

that seems to catch his attention, quickly standing from the ground and holding out his hand. the braids hit his cheeks. “let’s go.”

you laugh and stand, patting his chest. “knew i could blackmail you.”

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[blue-jisungs]

HELLO ALEXA 👀👀 i see ur a fellow polish person i. This community so i decided to check out ur blog and omg??? Ur writing is so good 😭

Anyways i was thinking of requesting maby a little Imagnie of surprising beomgyu on their recent tour, like he spots his s/o from the crowd,

I think this is such a cute idea , no rush ofc!

Also could i please be added to ur taglist 🫶🏻 thank u !

reunion

a/n. HELLO!!! thank you sm for such kind words <33 ii tried adding you to the taglist but i couldnt tag you?? ALSO sorry you had to wait for so long for it + tje imagine :( so long that even the tour ended BYE i hope u don’t mind it turned a bit… angsty 🏃‍♀️💨

summary. moas is think that the lyrics of blue spring are the reason why beomgyu teared up during the last concert of their tour but really, it’s not it

warnings. cursing ++ a bit angst / comfort ?

the tour has been emotional for them. beomgyu missed you, he thought he might go insane if he won’t hold you in his arms soon. sure, you called each other but it was difficult; knowing you sacrifice your sleep to talk to him or just to see him (due to the time zones or just the fact that you both were free during evening/late night hours). he needed to hold you; kiss you. beomgyu is a lover, he loves with all of his heart. and it was his first tour without you by his side.

so even though there was a bitter feeling of their last concert right now, he knew you’ll be together again; soon.

coming back backstage from “farewell neverland” to have a wardrobe change, he could slowly feel the exhaustion hit his body. moas were waiting for them (well, they didn’t know they will be back) so he has to be strong.

entering his change room quickly and wiping the sweat of his forehead, he realised his makeup artist is gone. where are they? he only has maximum five minutes before coming back so– right, he has to change.

just when he pulled the t-shirt, there was a knock on his door.

“yes, come in” he called, grabbing his water bottle. watching the door, brows furrowed in worry – because why the hell is the makeup artist taking so damn long? – he froze. “y/n?”

you let out a soft laugh, nodding your head. beomgyu dropped the water bottle (that was luckily closed) and ran up to you, heart skipping a beat. in a blink of an eye his arms wrapped around you tightly, as if he was afraid you’ll disappear into thin air.

“are you real?” he mumbled into your shoulder, the feeling of your hands wrapping around his neck causing shivers to go down his spine.

“i am, gyu. it’s me” you giggled, caressing his hair in a soothing motion. his heart did a flip at the sound of the nickname rolling off your tongue; god, he missed that so much.

choking back a sob he leaned away and cupped your face, squeezing your cheeks. eyes scanning your face carefully, taking in all your facial features as if he was about to forget the second he looked away.

“one minute!”

“fuck” he grunted, letting out an airy laugh. you could see his eyes watering.

“hey… i won’t disappear. go out there, sing beautifully for moas as you always do and then we’ll have all the time in the world” you said, placing your hands on top of his “i will watch you on the… tv thingy”

“i missed you so much” beomgyu whispered, heart swelling in his chest. he leaned in, wanting to kiss you but kai appeared out of nowhere and pulled him by his arm. it all happened so fast he didn’t even realise.

going back on stage to sing “blue spring”, beomgyu was an emotional mess, a bubble mere moments from popping. he thought it’s because the song itself is touching but the truth was, it was a lot. the song, the fact it’s their last concert and also in such a big venue and… you. you were waiting backstage for him, after all those months of seeing just your face through the screen.

he didn’t even feel the tear running down his cheek, only realised when it got hard to sing. his breath got stuck in his throat, hands shaking. if they weren’t sitting, beomgyu wouldn’t be so sure if he could stand still.

others looked at him, only kai aware that you’re here. he sent beomgyu a reassuring smile.

beomgyu promised himself to finish the song, trying to hold in the tears. his glossy eyes shone when his close up appeared on the screen, causing moas to… sadden. seeing beomgyu like this was never fun, for anyone.

at this point, moas could hear his uneven breathing and single tears trailing down his cheeks. beomgyu was holding on by a thread, knowing that he’ll fall apart soon.

once the song was over, he turned around and quickly wiped his tears. fighting for a best smile for moas, he waved and tried to focus on the arena in front of him. taehyun gave him a small pat on the shoulder, nodding.

the moas in front of him were teary eyed, too. clutching his shirt, he sent them a reassuring smile that said everything will be okay. they slowly left the stage.

he quickly got back to his changing room, where you were. opening the door, seeing you again — this time knowing, he won’t have to go away — he broke down. harsh sobs leaving his mouth, shaky hands reaching out to hold you.

“hey, gyu… it’s okay” you mumbled, feeling yourself break too. he was murmuring some incoherent words and when his body met yours, they became a unaudiable mess.

“i love you” was all you could hear as his arms held you even closer to him. your presence, warmth; beomgyu finally felt at peace, as if a heavy burden was taken off his heart.

“i’m here now, not going anywhere. let it out, gyu” you reassured him through your own tears and sobs. hiding his head in your neck, he listened to you.

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[wovenintosilk]

oh my god imagine having a nightmare that something happens to pav while he's out spider-manning and waking up next to him, scared and panting. turning to see him staring back at u with such a concerned expression. him bringing u into his arms and gently pressing kisses to ur head. reassuring you. like AAAAAAAAAAAAAA

You got it!

CW: Injury/Blood

GN!Reader

Word Count: 1000

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Nobody ever lied to you and said superhero work could be considered safe. You’d spent enough hours waiting at the window for Pavitr to come home safely to know how dangerous his work truly was.

Sometimes he came home injured but you always preferred it to him not coming back at all. He’d never done it before but the possibility remained.

This time though, you’d been out on your errands when you heard the fighting. Looking for him may put you in danger but you sometimes found you really enjoyed watching him fly through the city. His mastery of his skills impressed you so much.

You should have left.

Villains weren’t instantly recognisable to you by name alone but whoever this was, their armour could take a beating Pavitr couldn’t. The hit caught his side no matter how fast he spun through the air and sent him crashing down the streets.

Your scream sounded foreign to your own ears. It caught in your throat as the fight took a turn for the worst and, against your better judgement, you began to run toward him. You needed to do something. Whether or not you could actually help barely ran through your mind.

You cared little about safety as you scrambled through the streets. The rest of the city turned to nothing more than a hum in the back of your mind as you fought to reach him.

And when you did, the icy grip around your heart just about killed you.

The blood stained through his suit in an awful variation of the normally gorgeous red. Debris blocked your path forward and pinned him down. Through where his suit had torn, the deep cuts twisted your stomach and you covered your mouth to avoid a sob.

His eyes met yours and, for just a second, you saw them start to close before you woke yourself up with a yell.

The blankets stuck to you and wrapped you up, twisted around until you felt trapped in your own bed. You thrashed and fought to get air into your lungs, ignoring the hot streams of tears that left tracks across your cheeks.

Why was your chest so sore? Did you hurt yourself or did the dream… the dream brought back a flood of memories and you brought your hand to your mouth as Pavitr’s voice finally broke through your panic.

The heartbeat pounding in your chest quietened as he sat up and caught your hand. He pulled you closer until you leaned against his chest, soothing circles rubbed into your back.

“Hey, you’re okay. You’re okay. It was only a dream.”

You buried your face into his shoulder. He almost toppled thanks to the force as you almost launched across the bed and into his embrace.

He whispered soft endearments into your hair as he held you close, soothing you with gentle speaking.

It had only been a dream. What actually happened that night hadn’t been anything amazing. Pavitr arrived home with a slight limp – a small injury from rubble that’d been burning for the past hour or so. You’d wrapped a bandage around his thigh while he made jokes and told you the story.

He’d been alive. He’d been real.

“What happened while you were sleeping?” he asked and his voice grounded you in a way nothing else could. “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine,” you managed after a few deep breaths. “And you?”

He gave a confused hum. “You’re the one who had the nightmare.”

You could hear his heartbeat in your chest, strong and healthy. It reassured you again and again that the best person in your life wouldn’t disappear before you could spend more time with him.

He smoothed a hand over your hair as your shaking slowed. “Did something happen to me?”

“Do you think it’s worth it?”

“What is?”

“Being Spiderman.”

A moment of silence passed. He sighed when he made the connection between your bad dream and the danger he put himself through daily. Nobody gave the responsibility to him – he’d chosen it.

“You could be safe,” you whispered. “What if you left all these problems for the police? You could stay with me and not have to worry. A very selfish part of my heart wants that.”

He hugged you tighter against his chest; wrapped you in the perpetual warmth he emitted.

“If I don’t help with these problems, the city becomes more dangerous for everybody,” he explained, voice still thick with sleep. “Then you could get hurt and I’d never be able to help you. It’s not right.”

“But I don’t want you to get hurt either,” you whispered. Your fingers brushed over the bandages wrapped tight around his leg. “What if one day, it’s not something we can fix?”

He laughed and though you tried to ignore how forced it sounded, you couldn’t pretend. “Don’t worry. Being Spiderman is far from easy. It’s like a trend that I’ll always win in the end, even if I get a little hurt.”

“But I don’t want you to get hurt at all. Even if you win.”

The injury to his leg had been an accident. The villain knocked him around a little before getting defeated but Pavitr ended up landing on a piece of rubble. Trivial really. It wouldn’t even leave a scar.

But you hated how sick he looked when you tended to him. Worried about the way he stumbled into the walls when he tried to explain what happened. You’d struggled to get him to tell you how bad it was because he didn’t want to cause concern – always focused on himself over and above everybody else.

It’s one of the things you loved about him even when you were worried sick.

“You have to promise me you’ll always come back,” you said. You tightened your arms around him, held him closer than ever. “No matter what.”

Pavitr smiled. “Always. I’m always safe, you know that.”

He pressed a kiss to the top of your head, then another to your tear-stained cheek. A third fell on your nose and a fourth on your closed eye. You laughed and this only motivated him to kiss you more, fluttering small pecks across your entire face until your side hurt and the dream slipped from your mind.

“I’ll always be okay,” he promised you.

You knew he couldn’t say something like that with full surety. Anything could go wrong when he spent most of his days fighting people who could throw entire cars at his head.

But you also knew being Spiderman meant more to him than simply helping people because he had to.

You only hoped he could stay safe for the rest of time.

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[mistydeyes]

hi hi ! aaaahh congrats on 1K ! i love all ur writings <3

can u do a ‘you have nowhere to go and decide to spend it in bed ;)’ with gaz cuz he’s so boyfriend 😔

thank you anon! and ABSOLUTELY YES I love writing about my boy especially in scenarios like this ;)

link to the prompt list and 1k celebration!

prompt: morning sun (18+) - you have nowhere to go and decide to spend it in bed ;)

pairing: Kyle "Gaz" Garrick x fem!reader

warnings: SEXUAL DEPICTIONS (it's gettin HOT IN HERE), swearing

a/n: okay just a little thing but I just KNOW in my heart gaz would be the one to make you laugh in the middle of sex like this man is so goofy

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You loved winter mornings in your flat. Everything was perfect on days when the streets were coated in white and silverly blankets. Your eyes slowly opened to see the window had frosted over and you smiled. You rolled over to see your boyfriend, still sleeping soundly with half the blanket knocked off of his naked body. You cozied up into his chest and he placed a strong arm around you. "Good morning, love," he said sleepily through his still-closed eyes, "what time is it?" You reached over to your phone and the alert of a snowstorm took up your notifications. "30 after 8 but looks like the grocers will have to wait," you explained, "heavy snowstorm outside." Kyle's eyes opened and he turned his head to look at the cover of clouds and the snow pooling on the ground. "What do you want to do?" you questioned and he held you tight before he thought for a moment. As his hands delved in between your bare thighs, you had a clue as to what he wanted.

You giggled slightly as he flipped on top of you and moved your body effortlessly to the mountain of pillows. "You okay with this?" he asked as he looked down at you. His arms caged you in and he had a suggestive smile on his face. You smiled up at him before biting your lip and nodding with excitement. He kissed you deeply and you moaned as he let a hand trail down your legs and began to massage your clit. "You're soaked, darling," he mused and your back arched as he began to pick up the pace. You gripped onto his arms as he moved his hands into strong consistent circles. You dug your fingernails into his forearms as he insert two fingers into you. "Fuck," you trailed off as he massaged your insides slowly. He was always amazing at navigating your body and you couldn't help but let out a scream in pleasure. "A bit eager are we?" he continued to joke and you laughed. "You're a bastard," you started to say but you were caught off guard as he leaned down and thrust into you.

You both moaned as he started to pick up a steady pace. You held onto his shoulders and wrapped your legs around his waist as you adjusted to his size. Your nails dug into his muscles as he continued to pump into you. He let out a string of swears as you tightened around him and you could feel your neck become raw with hickeys. The initial cold room rose in temperature as you both were reaching your climax. As he felt you tighten even more around him, his lips left your neck and he put his forehead to yours. "Cum for me, love," he whispered and he moved his hand down to rub your clit. You were seeing stars as he continued and you both groaned as your stomach tightened. Your legs felt weak as you screamed and you felt your legs drip with his semen. He laid you back down gently and you both took a moment to catch your breath. He turned to the side to look at your reddened face before speaking again. "Round two?" he said and you couldn't help but laugh. "And you said I was the eager one."

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