#wanna rub his dinger make him moan like a girl

[mommycity]

Thinking so much rn.

Thinking bout roommate Choso who saw you wear that pretty body con dress now he’s washing it while doing both of your laundry. He thinks the dress looks so good on you, it’s a black mini dress with a low cut top and thin straps the fall off the shoulder. He gets a curious idea, anxiety quells him to do other wise but he wants to satisfy this weird hunger: he wants to try it on. He doesn’t think he’ll look as good as you no, but he wants to humor himself a bit.

But there’s nothing funny about it when he tries it on. The dress is so tight in him. His pecs and collar bones so beautifully on display, his creamy thick thighs contrasting the thin black dress. Choso turns to see the back of the mirror. His ass stands so proudly, the defiant curve poking just where the dress stops. He hesitantly grabs his ass and squeezes before letting out a soft moan. “N-no can’t do this gotta take this off” but he doesn’t. He runs his hands up and his body in the dress and images it were yours caressing and fondling him anyway you like. He stops at his chest and pulls the dress down to rub and tweak his nipples. Choso’s cute little cock twitches at the stimulation. His hands travel even lower and open palm his aching dick. He pushes the dress up to squeeze his base and he releases a squeak.

He has an even brighter idea. He stuffs his hard cock back in the dress and teases the head. A wet sticky dark patch grows near his tummy,”supposed to be hgnn~ supposed to be doing laundry. Bad boy cho”. He leans into the washing machine and lets his upper body use it for support. Choso sticks his deft fingers into his mouth and rolls his tongue along the digits, getting them as wet as possible. His left leg lifts up unto the washing machine and he starts by rubbing the warm wet fingers on his taint. “HAah ohhh please ha fuck”, before they travel lower to rim his asshole. He dips the fingers in while gripping the length of his cock. Both his hands work diligently to get him off. His finger pound inside at a steady pace till he adjusts his angle. He snaps against a bundle of nerves that makes him kneel over even more, legs becoming too wobbly to hold himself up.

“Help me pleasee fuck me” the soft boy chants as his fingers work at priding his prostate and working his leaking dick. He was so close to releasing in your cute dress too, but that all froze. “Hey Choso have you seen my dress again? I’m heading out lat”, the sight was truly something to see.

Choso laid across the washing machine flatly palming his cock and fingering himself in your little back dress. Once your eyes met his they start to well up with tears. He’s so ashamed all he can do is whimper, so, so pathetically. He doesn’t stop what he’s doing, fingers still working in and out of his hole.

“M sorry m so sorry”

“Cho-“

“Please forgive me please. Just need to cum please”

“Choso-“

“Sorry haa, fuck. M sorry please. Forgive me I’m begging”

There’s long strides before you meet him closely. His face is so red, his lips puffy and swollen. The tears that decorate his cheeks are just too much. You sit your self on what little room the washing machine has left and lift his head to fit in your lap. Your lips smile at him softly,”s ok cho, finish for me baby”. A hand smoothes his black hair over and tucks a few strands behind his ear. “Could never be mad at you cho”, he’s becoming undone. The thrust in his wrist now weakened. After a few short workings over the head of his cock he cums inside the dress. The wet spot seeps all over his stomach and he moans a nice big thank you.

“Lets get you cleaned up” and you give him tons of kisses and a nice bath yay!!!

#i went overboard #woopsie #thirst post #jjk x reader #jjk #gn reader #your fave #uaghhhhh choso #kamo choso #choso kamo x reader #choso x gn reader #jujitsu kaisen #jujitsu choso #hed look so pretty #wanna rub his dinger make him moan like a girl #sub! choso #yeah #cums and dies #wrote this instead of sleeping

[skullrock]

the ride - Steve x Reader

pairing: Steve x Reader

request: Hiii can you write a fic where reader rides steve's thigh please? thanks

warnings: take a wild guess buddy (answer: smut n swearin’)

word count: 1.5k

a/n: I am. sweating. I hope you enjoy!

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It started when you both were tipsy and getting a little too carried away.

Steve had pulled you onto his lap in the middle of a make out, but you had accidentally rested by straddling one leg instead of both. As you continued to kiss, you absentmindedly started to grind on him. You savored the feeling of his thigh on your clit and you continued, going a bit harder and faster. You start to moan and it’s only then that Steve realizes what you’re doing.

He gently pushes you away from him and blinks. “Are you – grinding on my thigh?”

You nod. “Yeah?”

He groans and pulls you back into him, kissing rougher and sloppier. His hands slide down to your hips and he grips them. He helps move them back and forth and you groan, resting your forehead on his. There’s a little too many clothes on, and you rip Steve’s shirt off before yours. You go for his zipper and pull it down while looking at him, silently questioning if it’s okay.

“Yours first,” he breathes. “If that’s – if you’re –“

You hop off and strip, leaving you completely naked. You can see Steve swallow hard before he reaches out for you, beckoning you back into his lap. You rest on his denim-clad thigh and let out a hiss at the rough material.

“You good?” he asks, concerned, and you answer by grinding onto him again. You both moan and his hands go back to your hips, helping you move against him. He bites his lip as he watches you, with your mouth open and eyes squeezed shut. Your hands come up to your breasts and he groans again, watching you play with yourself. Neither of you had ever done something like this before, but that made it even more hot, and soon enough Steve was straining against his jeans.

He starts to bounce you on his leg now, just slightly, and it makes you cry out. Something resembling a growl leaves him and it sends shockwaves through you. You reach out for him and grab onto his shoulders, nails digging into the exposed skin.

“Do you know how pretty you look?” he asks, bouncing again, making you moan. “How pretty you sound?”

You smile gently. “All for you.”

“Fuck,” he whispers. His hands go up to your breasts and start to grope and massage. Your head throws back and you continue to roll and grind your hips on his clothed thigh.

“Up,” he commands suddenly, and you roll off of him. He looks down at his pant leg – there’s a spot where you’d just been. You open your mouth to apologize but he cuts you off with another sloppy kiss.

“So messy,” he groans after pulling away. “Did you see the mess you made?”

“Steve, Jesus Christ,” you gasp. “Where did you learn to talk like that?”

“Is it okay?” he asks with worry in his voice.

“I love it,” you say, pulling him down to you. You kiss for a moment before he pulls back, smile plastered on his face.

“We’re not done here,” he smirks.

You scoff. “I would hope not.”

He rolls his eyes and stands, stripping his jeans off. He sits back on the bed and you yet again straddle him. The feeling of his soft skin as opposed to his jeans is heavenly and you immediately start to move your hips again. Steve has lost his mind at the feeling of your soft skin rubbing against him, the feeling of your arousal on him. But instead of grabbing you like he had been, he leans back and crosses his arms. Your brows furrow.

“How badly do you want to get off?” he asks.

“Um… pretty badly, dude,” you respond, grinding onto him, hard. A squeak leaves him but he composes himself quickly.

“Get yourself off, then.”

A rush runs through you and you comply, steadying yourself on his shoulders. You grind a bit faster, a bit heavier, and Steve’s thighs flex every once in a while, to make you moan. Your eyes fall to his crotch, which is begging for attention. Steve notices and he puts a finger under your chin, pulling your eyes back to his. You groan at how dark his eyes have gotten, and you just want to feel his warm hands all over you.

“Eyes on mine,” he says lowly.

You nod and keep your eyes trained on him while one hand snakes down to his cock. He didn’t want you to worry about him, but the feeling of your palm on his clothed bulge makes his hips buck up. You smile and he hisses, thrusting up into your hand. His thrusts make the muscles in his thighs flex, which feels really great on you, so you continue palming him.

“Wanna make me cum, huh?” he asks. You whine in response. He reaches down and removes himself out of his boxers and your hand wraps around him. Steve moans and it spurs you on. Your hips move even faster and your hand pumps. Steve thinks the scene is so dirty, so sinful, and it knocks the breath out of him. Add the feeling of your warm hand on him and your wetness spreading on his bare thigh, and he was in heaven.

“Doing so good, sweetheart,” he praises, eyes twisted shut.

“Steve, please,” you beg.

He’s confused. “Please, what?”

“Touch me.”

Oh, right, he thinks. He takes a moment to collect a response and finally says, “When you deserve it.”

You whine. “What’s that mean?”

All he does is smirk in response, and you’re too riled up to be mad at him. Your hand jerks him quicker and he shuts his eyes again, mouth agape. Breathy moans come out of both of your mouths and you swear you’re getting wetter by each sound he makes. You lift yourself off of him for a moment, collecting some of your arousal on your palm, and then resume grinding and jerking.

His hands are on you again in an instant, touching you everywhere. His lip bites on yours harshly and you gasp. He slips his tongue inside and pulls you closer to him, and you stop grinding momentarily, completely dazed at the feeling of his lips on yours. He lightly smacks your ass to spur you on again and you moan before continuing. You can feel yourself becoming closer, especially now that he’s touching you.

“Steve,” you say against his lips. You pause to collect some courage and say, “Use that dirty mouth of yours.”

His hips roll and he moans at your words. “Such a dirty girl, huh? You like getting off on my thigh?”

“Yes!” you cry out. “Steve, oh my –“

“Gonna make another mess?” he asks.

Each word gets you closer to orgasm, and it does the same for him, too. You can feel his dick twitching in your hand. “Want me to make a mess on you, Steve?”

“Fuck yes,” he groans, hands going to your hips again. His grip is bruising but you don’t mind; your only focus is on getting both of you off.

“You gonna cum?” you ask.

“If you keep this up,” he breathes, a smile playing on his lips.

Both of your moans get louder and louder and Steve thrusts even harder into your hand. His grip on your hips gets stronger and he pulls you back and forth quickly, trying to get you to cum sooner.

“Can I cum?” you moan, and Steve could have died if he weren’t so worried about watching you climax right on his thigh. He hums in response, as if he’s thinking, and you tense your own thighs to keep from orgasming before he gives the okay.

“Now,” he moans loudly, right on the edge himself. “Make a mess for me, sweetheart.”

You literally shout as you cum, as does he, coming undone right into your hand. You chant Steve’s name over and over as yours falls from his lips, bruising grip still on your hips. His head is thrown back against the wall and his eyes are squeezed shut. It’s the sexiest he’s ever been, you think, and his sudden dirty talk only amplifies this observation.

You both pant in unison as you come down, your hand dripping with his cum, and his thigh nearly soaked from yours. Your tipsiness was gone at this point, sobered up from the experience. You press a kiss to his forehead and run your clean hand through his hair.

“I’ll need to help you clean up,” you muse, and he smiles faintly.

“Gonna use your tongue?” he jokes, and you laugh.

“If you asked me that five minutes ago, I would have said yes.”

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