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summerlove-r · 2 years
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Has he ever fucked you like this?
Part Two: This is a date. Not a hookup. Part Three:
You get back at your cheating boyfriend by hooking up with Eddie at a party.
Eddie Munson x fem!reader
Word Count: 3469
Warnings: smut, cheating!reader, oral female receiving, orgasm denial, multiple orgasms, squirting, overstimulation, use of the words whore, slut, and cunt. Slapping/spanking, spitting, unprotected sex, unnamed boyfriend, y/n used twice
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Your boyfriend's arm was heavy against your shoulders. The weight makes you even more irritated than you already were. He had pretty much ignored you the whole night. He flirted with girls the whole time you guys were at this stupid party.
"Hey, babe, get us a drink will ya?" Your boyfriend asked you. Was he fucking serious? Asking you to get a drink for him and this random girl. The fourth one he's talked to tonight. You gave your best smile and said in a peppy voice, "Sure." You walked through the crowds of dancing bodies, being careful not to trip on anything or anyone that was on the floor.
You made it to the kitchen. Your heels clicked with every step you took on the tile floor. You grabbed a random cup, not caring to check if it had been used or not. Not like your boyfriend would care to check for you if he were in your shoes.
You were looking through the various glass bottles, trying to remember which one your boyfriend said he liked best. You were torn between two when someone walked up next to you. You looked down, recognizing the white shoes and black jeans immediately. "You're boyfriends practically fucking a girl on that couch over there." He told you in a low voice, trying to make it look as if you guys weren't talking to anyone who might be looking.
"You don't think I fucking know?" You retorted. You began unscrewing and pouring whatever drinks were on the counter. You didn't care which liquids you were mixing. You just needed to get your mind off of your asshole of a boyfriend. "Can you be so mad though? You know, considering..." "Considering what, Eddie?" You talked harshly, finally turning your head to look at him.
"You're not so innocent. We both know that." Eddie took a swig of the beer in his hand. You scoffed and rolled your eyes. Sadly, pre-eye roll you saw your boyfriend. On the couch, a girl sitting on his lap. A different girl by the way. Not the one you left him with. Her hands played with the buttons of his shirt, laughing and slapping his chest lightly at whatever stupid joke he made.
"You know, I would never guess that that guy's girlfriend was over here and not in his lap." You took a deep breath, trying to control your anger. You knew what Eddie was trying to do. He was trying to get you mad so you'd take him to a room and let him fuck you like an animal. You threw the plastic cup into the sink and headed to the backyard. You walked fast, trying to lose Eddie. You went through the slider door and tried to close it but Eddie's large hand stopped you from doing so.
You groaned and went toward the white chair sitting by the pool. It was nice out here. There was a slight breeze. You took a seat and Eddie gladly sat in the chair next to you, scooting it a bit to get close to you. You looked around, it was just the two of you out here.
You kept your eyes on the very blue water. Your attention was grabbed when you heard the sound of a lighter trying to ignite. You turned your head to see Eddie with a cigarette between his lips.
His soft pink lips.
You watched as he inhaled and blew smoke out. You swear your panties got wet at the sight. You clawed your eyes off of him, putting them back to the water. "You want a smoke, trouble?" "I know what you're trying to do, Eddie, and it's not going to work so you might as well go back inside and look for some lonely whore to fuck instead of wasting your time out here with me."
Eddies lips curved into a smirk, "What am I trying to do." You rolled your eyes. You hate Eddie with all your heart right now. But maybe not with your dripping cunt.
It's not Eddie that got you turned. He was part of it for sure but what really got you going was the idea of fucking someone to get back at your boyfriend without him even knowing. You liked the idea of sneaking around. Liked the risk.
"You're trying to get me to fuck you and I'm not in the mood right now." You crossed your arms over your chest making your tits raise a bit. Eddie eyed your chest as his imagination ran wild. He stared at your boobs for a few seconds before he sat up. "Okay." Eddie's walked over to you and his crotch was right in front of you. He stuck his cigarette into your slightly parted lips and walked away going back into the house.
Your mouth dropped causing the burning cigarette to fall onto the skin of your exposed thighs. "Shit." You gasped and threw the cig into the pool. You couldn't believe he actually left. Eddie never gave up that easily. You rolled your eyes. You were now completely alone. A few minutes went by when you heard the door open again. You turned your head hoping to see Eddie but instead, it was your boyfriend, stumbling towards you. Red lipstick was all over his skin. You wanted to kill him and whoever's lipstick that was.
"Bebe." He slurred. "What do you want?" You slouched. He sat down in the seat next to you. Eddies seat. A boner was obvious in his bright blue jeans. "Help." He said and began to palm himself. "Wheres your whore? Shouldn't she help you with that?" He unbuttoned his pants and you stood up. You ignored his pleas to stay as you walked back inside the crowded house. There seemed to be more people than there was the last time you were in here.
There were practically fumes coming out of your nose and ears as you searched for Eddie. You found him in the kitchen talking to a girl. She wore a pink dress and matching heels. Girly. You rolled your eyes at Eddie's clear type.
You smirked, an idea coming to your head. You walked toward the bathroom, surprisingly there was no line. You slid your underwear off underneath your dress and bunched them up in your hand. You made your way back over to Eddie. The girl was laughing. You pretend as if you didn't even notice Eddie was there. You swiftly slid your lacey underwear into his hand. Eddies eyes widened as he realized what you stuffed into his hand. You walked away and Eddie watched every step you took.
You walked into an empty bedroom not long after you were joined by Eddie. You sat at the edge of the bed, legs crossed. Eddie quickly made his way toward you. He was barely sitting when he smashed his lips against yours.
He wasted no time snaking his hand up your dress. He hummed feeling how wet you were. "All this for me?" He asked. "Guess I'm the lonely whore you'll be fucking tonight, Munson." You joked, clearly hurt but too turned on to care. "What about your boyfriend?" Eddie began to rub your clit. You sighed feeling a wave of pleasure rush through you. "Who cares about him? Probably getting sucked off by some bitch right now." You rolled your hips trying to get more pleasure. Eddie slipped a finger inside you and you whined feeling the coldness of his rings at your entrance. "Do you think he knows?" Eddie asked.
You began humping Eddie's hand, desperate to cum, His palm rubbed against your clit making you bite your lip. "What does it matter, Eddie?" You whined. You came to Eddie to forget about your boyfriend and it seemed as if he was his biggest fan. "It doesn't." Eddie smashed his lips against yours again. His tongue explored your mouth freely as he continued to finger you, slipping another finger in. "Mmm Eddie. 'M gonna cum." You moaned. "Fuck already?" Eddie teased and you nodded feeling closer and closer. "Fuckin' whore." Eddie mumbled and sped up his fingers.
You came like a virgin on Eddie's fingers. You hadn't cum in a while. You had sex with your boyfriend often but you'd rarely finish. Your boyfriend only cared about getting himself off.
Eddie groaned seeing your face as your orgasm hit. He began undoing his belt. "Take this shit off." He said and pulled the strap of your dress off. You quickly unzipped the back. The black material fell forward and your boobs sprung free. Eddie threw his shirt off. He kissed along your neck going down to your chest, ghosting over your nipple. He nipped at it and pushed you down. Your back fell to the bed and Eddie kneeled in front of you. You lifted your hips and hiked your dress around your waist.
Eddie was inches away from your core. He blew his hot breath onto your aching clit. "Eddie..." You whined. He ignored you and lightly bit the inside of your thigh. Your cunt was pink and puffy from your previous orgasm.
"Such a pretty pussy, Baby," Eddie whispered before kitty licking your hood. You cried out still sensitive. "Eddie." You moaned. He repeatedly lapped his tongue over your clit. Your back arched at the sudden speed of movement. "Fuck, Eddie!" You cried. Eddie slapped the underside of your thigh. "Shut up. Can't have your boyfriend hearing us now, can we?
"N-no" You struggled to get out. You threw your arm over your face, hiding in the inside of your elbow. Eddie continued his movements on your clit as he enters his fingers inside of you once more.
Your walls were tight around his fingers. He went in and out curving his fingers inside of you. "Eddie- mm don't stop please." Eddie pulled his tongue away from you replacing it with his thumb. "Does your boyfriend ever go down on you like this?" Eddie asked, already knowing the answer. The first time you had ever been eaten out was by Eddie and you felt like you were floating. You practically were with how much your back was arching. Your boyfriend refuses to put his face anywhere near your cunt because he thought it was gross. But whenever you didn't want to give him head he would throw a fit.
"Eddie, you already know the answer..." You clenched around him feeling your orgasm approach you. "Let me hear it." "I'm gonna cum, Eddie." You gasped as he removed his fingers from your hole. His thumb froze on your clit.
"Why the fuck would you do that, Eddie?" You whined. Eddie swore he saw tears in your eyes. You watched as Eddie pulled his pants down. His hard cock poked through the hole in his boxers making your mouth water.
Eddie crawled over you. "We would be so good together, you know?" Eddie whispered. You frowned at his words. When you and Eddie first started hooking up it was just that. No feelings attached. Just two people trying to get off. However, as time went on and you guys continued to meet up Eddie started developing feelings for you.
A few weeks ago Eddie asked if you guys would ever be more than just fuck buddies. You being very pissed that day told him a very mean no. Eddie was upset and took his anger out on you. He fucked you so hard that day you were sore for a week. After that, Eddie would take no notice of you at all. You began to worry if you actually hurt his feelings. So one day at school you pulled him into an empty classroom hoping to apologize for rejecting him so rudely but you ended up bent over a desk with your panties pooled around your ankles.
"Eddie, we've talked about this before..." You muttered. When you thought of Eddie you thought of him as a fuck. That was it. You never found yourself thinking of Eddie in ways he wished you did.
Eddie pulled his cock out of his boxers, too impatient to pull them all the way down. "He doesn't make you feel as good as I make you do," Eddie said in a low voice. He ran his leaking top through your shiny folds. Rubbing circles over your puffy clit.
"Just be with me, baby. What does he have that I don't?" Eddie places his tip at your entrance. He watched as you clenched around nothing. "He treats you like shit. I'd treat you like a princess. Hell, I already do." Eddie pushed his hips into yours.
You whined as his cock stretched you out. Even though Eddie had fucked you out on his fingers nothing could prepare you for Eddie's fat cock. "Can he fill you up like this, baby?" Eddie asked and started rocking his hips.
Wet sounds filled the room along with the slapping of your guy's skin. "Hmm, baby?" Eddie slapped your face wanting to hear a response. You whimpered at the stinging feeling on your cheek. "No, Eddie."
"Fuck no he doesn't. Only I can make you feel this good and you fucking know it," Eddie rammed into your tight hole. Small grunts and groans came from his mouth with each thrust he made. "You're- You're the only- one that makes me feel like thi-s, Eds." You told him, knowing how much he likes it.
"Fuck yeah, baby," Eddie mumbled into your ear and began nibbling at your lobe. Eddies hips somehow increased in speed making you scream. Eddie put his hand over your mouth, making sure not to cover your nose. He put so much weight on your jaw yet you were still making noise. Eddies ego boosted, smirking, he slanted his hips slightly hitting that spot that made you feel like you were floating.
Eddie loosened his grip on your mouth so he could hear the multiple praises that fell from your lips pleading Eddie to keep hitting that sweet spot inside of you. Tears fell from your eyes, you couldn't feel anything besides Eddie's cock speeding in and out of you.
"Fuck, I'm gonna fucking cum, Eddie, please please." You exclaimed. Your nails left long red marks against Eddies back. "Has he ever fucked you like this?" Eddie asked and moved his hand that was over your mouth to your clit. "No. nonono. Eddie, he doesn't- fuck! He- he doesn't fuck me like this, he can't even make me cum." You admitted and Eddie scoffed. "He doesn't deserve you." Eddies thumb against your clit made you scream as you came. Eddie didn't stop his movements making your whole body shake.
The overstimulation made you cry. It was too much to handle. Not long after you felt another knot in your stomach. This one was different. Coldness ran through your body and was quickly replaced with heat, "Eddie, don't stop I'm gonna cum again. Please, please. Feels so good don't stop." You tightly wrapped your legs around Eddie's waist.
Eddie laughed, "Already, princess? Am I that- fuck. That good?" You rapidly nodded your head as you came around Eddie's cock. "Jesus fuck." You heard Eddie mumble as he looked down at his dick thrusting in and out of you. He watched as liquid squirted out of you. You felt the bed underneath you become soaked.
Eddie's hips began to stutter as you kept releasing fluids. "God, you're a fucking whore, squirting on my cock. Little slut." You moaned loudly when someone began banging on the door. Eddies hand went over your mouth. His movements slowed and came to a full stop, trying to hear who was at the door.
"Y/n, are you in there?" Your boyfriend shouted from the outside of the door. You heard the doorknob rattle and your eyes widened. A tear fell down the side of your face. You weren't sure if it was from Eddie fucking you or from fear of getting caught.
"You better keep quiet or else he'll find out what a filthy whore you are." Eddies whispered as his hips began thrusting into you again. Your fluids continue to flow out making Eddie laugh. "Look at you, so fucking pathetic all fucked out on my cock." Eddie smacked your thigh that was clinging onto him. You yelped as he did it again. "Stop it." You told him and he did it again. You dug your face into the curve of his neck. You bit down on him causing Eddie to moan and spank you again.
"Eddie..." You whispered. "What, beautiful? Got another one for me?" Eddie chuckled. "Mhm," You hummed. More tears fell out of your eyes as you came again. Eddie didn't stop. He went faster. He loved overstimulating you. Loved the way you screamed and tightened around hum. He could tell you were trying your hardest to keep quiet even though you weren't being quiet at all.
"Eddie... No more please." You cried. There were wet spots on the sides of your head from your tears. "Shut the fuck up." Eddie pulled out of you and flipped you around. You lay flat on your stomach.
Eddie began rubbing your ass. He spanked your check and you yelped. He leaned down to whisper in your ear, "You know the safe word, right, pretty?" You nodded against the bed and he spanked you again. "Good girl."
Eddie spread your folds to get a better look at your abused hole. "So pretty, baby." He spits on your entrance making your back arch. Eddie slammed into you making your eyes roll to the back of your head. You smashed your face into the bed.
Eddie grabbed a fistful of your hair, pulling you up. You turned your head, "Open your mouth." He demanded. You listened and the next thing you knew Eddie was spitting into your mouth. Some of it dripped down your chin and he licked it right up. Eddie messily made out with you and he started to groan, You knew those noises all too well. "Fuck- Baby, 'm gonna cum." Eddie pulled out of you and roughly grabbed your face, pulling you down. Eddie jerked himself off and you held your mouth wide open. Eddies moaned as his sperm hit the back of your throat.
Eddie crawled down next to you. You were both sweaty and sticky. The bed beneath you was soaked from your fluids. Eddie put his arms around you. He pulled you close, and your back rested against his chest. The two of you were tired, trying to catch your guy's breath.
"Y/n, I really truly like you. I like you more than just a fuck." You frowned at his words. Eddies fingers rubbed your arm soothingly. Honestly, you could die happy here but you would never admit it. You sighed, "Eddie... You know I have a boyfriend." You turned around to face him. Your makeup was trashed. You looked like you went through hell but in reality, it was the complete opposite.
"I could treat you so much better than that asshole." You closed your eyes trying to think of the nicest way to turn Eddie down. "I know, Eddie. You already do."
"You deserve so much better than him, please." You opened your eyes and sat up. You pulled the straps of your dress up and over your arms. "I'm sorry, Eddie but it just wouldn't work out between us." You pulled the skirt of your dress down and zipped up the back.
You slipped your heels on as Eddie dressed. You headed toward the door but Eddie ran in front of you stopping you in your tracks. "Why wouldn't it?" You took a deep breath. Eddies hands reached up to your face, he rubbed off your smeared makeup with the pads of his thumbs.
"There's a difference between fucking and an actual relationship and I think we are just too different to be boyfriend and girlfriend." You tried to push past him but he didn't budge, "Let me prove you wrong, Just one date, at least."
"Eddie, I have a boyfriend." You told him earning a loud laugh. "Like that hasn't stopped you from doing other things." A smile snuck its way onto your face. You stood there silently. "Okay, fine." One date. Just one." You said sternly. Holding up one finger. He lightly kissed the tip of your finger.
"Unless it goes good, cause then we'd have to go on another one." Eddie smiled. You giggled, music to Eddie's ears. "Yeah, okay." You unlocked the door and walked out closing it behind you, Eddie would leave a few minutes after you did. And when he walked out he'd look like the happiest man on earth.
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dheelan · 2 years
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𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕣 𝕞𝕠𝕧𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕔𝕤𝕞 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕨𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙!
woohoo another headcannon that i did as like this one
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denji: The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (1974)
power: childs play (1988)
aki: i dont really think he would watch any horror movies but maybe The Shining (1980)
makima: hellraiser (1987)
kobeni: too scared of horror movies lol
himeno: my bloody valentine (1981)
yoshida: alien (1979)
asa mitaka: scream (1996)
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fmhobeus · 2 months
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fwb!suguru who knew he wanted to fuck when he first laid eyes on you. then wanted to take you out to endless dinners to chat his ears off when he first spoke to you.
fwb!suguru who grew to like you without fucking you, almost forgot it was what he wanted you for – a life together or a night together?
fwb!suguru whose dick got painfully hard when you taunted him, rolled your eyes at him or outwitted him. he lived for your sassiness.
fwb!suguru who happened to fuck you on a random night unexpectedly and it changed the trajectory of his life.
fwb!suguru who stayed after every dick appointment. cuddled with you on the bed, watched movies or your favourite TV show, ordered take out and held you in his arms till you both inevitably fell asleep.
fwb!suguru who couldve sworn he wasn't in love with you. he would still fuck other people (and then come back to you, poor baby was thinking of you the whole time)
fwb!suguru whose grown accustomed to your presence. he calls you when he isn't feeling okay, you call him when something bothers you. he's grown used to you telling him all about work, how you got your nails done, how you saw a cute cat near your apartment. trivial details, which coming from anyone else he would hang up, but he looks forward to them with you.
fwb!suguru who eventually stops fucking other people and is just your man, without you knowing.
fwb!suguru who is determined to mark you up in placed people will notice. your neck, your thighs, your collarbones.
fwb!suguru who believes in giving you his all. all of his long girthy dick that pumps you full it should be criminal, his long slim fingers that have made you orgasm so often and hit that deep spot with unbeat ease, his long tounge... oh god his tounge. he thinks maybe even his long life ahead is yours too, all yours. his little kids too maybe? he doesn't like to think too much about that.
fwb!suguru who has to have your pussy checked with his tounge daily. he has to lap up your insides no matter any circumstances. his voice purrs across your body when he talks you through your orgasm.
"mhmm yeah cum all over my face beautiful, I know you want to"
fwb!suguru who gets sick at the thought of you sitting so pretty for another man when you tell him you're going on a date. suguru who looks so disturbed at the thought of another man even looking at his pretty girl who isn't really his.
fwb!suguru who takes you to corporate events just so he can call you his girlfriend, even if it's just pretend. when you question him it's always "easier explanation than a friend i fuck on the regular, isn't it?"
fwb!suguru who knows how you like your coffee in the morning. he knows what you like for breakfast, your comfort food, your hobbies, your favourite movies, your least favourite movies, your icks, your past. he knows you like he knows himself. he thinks of you when he passes your favourite cafe, he texts you when he sees something in the colour you like.
fwb!suguru who is sure he hasn't felt this way before, who is so vulnerable with you that it scares the shit out of him.
fwb!suguru who is afraid, angered at everything about you. he's angry at how you lull him into a sense of security, how you hold him, how sweet your voice sounds when you call him by his name, how you take care of him, how you listen to him. he hates how your pussy clenches his dick for dear life, milking it dry and how you never let a drop of his cum go to waste, licking it up like a little slut. he's fearful too. about losing you. about where loving you the way he does leads. loving you? wait. he loves you? fuck. fuck. fuck. this hasn't been according to plan at all.
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red-writes · 5 months
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the moment that Nanami finds out just how inexperienced you are in sex he decides that he can't sleep with you just yet and its torturous. he makes you hop on his lap every night and lets his fingers slowly stroke that deep little spot inside of you that has your pussy soaking his fingers, you're so wet that it streams down between your asscheeks. the sounds that his fingers make when they're plunging in and out of you are so so wet and dirty. its obscene and it's so embarrassing, its humiliating and your cheeks are burning hot but all you can focus on was the way that your legs trembled as the pads of his fingers slid over your g-spot. you got closer and closer to the edge until his fingers pulled out and he showed you the dripping wet appendages. "look at how wet you are. you didn't even want to let me go." he says into your ear and you shudder, pussy gaping, desperately squeezing around nothing, desperate for something hotter and thicker. "nami..please just fuck me already" he shushes you calmly and you feel a protest building in your throat but it's silenced the moment his fingers find your clit, the pace and the pressure he applied to your clit had your back arching against him and your eyes rolling back into your head as you came. he let you grind on his fingers to ride out your high until your hips stuttered and came to a stop. he brushed your hair back with his clean hand and placed a gentle kiss on your neck. "now baby, see how quickly you came from just a little bit of stimulation? it'll be too much for you" and you shake your head weakly, this is gonna be the longest waiting period of your life
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uravitypng · 2 months
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ex bf!gojo new girlfriend looks and behaves suspiciously like you
ex bf! gojo compares his new girlfriend to you
ex bf!gojo just so happens to buy his girlfriend the same perfume and clothes that you own and wear frequently, it's just a coincidence though
ex bf!gojo talks about you when he's tipsy to geto and shoko about how much he misses you, he forgets about it the next day
ex bf! gojo tells himself that there is no need to unfollow you on social media, you ended on good terms so its okay when he stares at your photos for hours wishing you were next to him
ex bf! gojo will sneak downstairs after his girlfriend has gone to bed and lifts up his shirt and holds it in his mouth to stop any moans of your name coming out as he touches himself over your pictures
ex bf! gojo has kept all photos of you together and your explicit photos too. he knows it's wrong to keep nudes of an ex but it's not like it's some regular ex girlfriend, it's you
ex bf! gojo doesn't let his girlfriend use his phone because then he'd find that the home screen is a photo of you and him
ex bf! gojo imagines your face while sleeping with his new girlfriend. he doesn't feel any guilt, it's the only way he can get hard. though he still misses your plump body underneath him, tummy rolls, your warm wet cunt and how soft you feel
ex bf! gojo has given up on teasing and making flirtatious comments to his new girlfriend because she always reacts differently than how you would react, so what's the point if it doesn't remind him of you at all
ex bf! gojo cringes when his girlfriend moans or just talks too much in general
ex bf!gojo swears he's over you and everything is okay (that is as long as you don't find a new boyfriend)
ex bf!gojo smirks when he sees you in public with your new boyfriend. he thought he'd be mad but your new boyfriend looks like the lesser hotter version of him, the resemblance is still there though. you obviously are still into him.
ex bf!gojo confidentially comes up to you both, starting to make a conversation with you and leaving out your partner. you notice but can't seem to care as you didn't realise how much you missed satoru until you saw him again
ex bf!gojo confidence boosted even more than it was after seeing your new boyfriend as you pay attention to what he says with that cute bashful smile on your face that he loves so much
ex bf! gojo knows you'll come back to him soon, it's inevitable by the smile on your face that day. until then he'll wait, picturing you in bed and breaking up with his girlfriend when you come back
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based on this short i wrote
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eternalbuckley · 4 months
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OUTER BANKS PORN LINKS.
characters: rafe, jj, sarah
warnings: 18+ only. minors dni. the following links are twitter links to porn videos, not fics. please keep that in mind. the videos contain fem / afab people.
a/n: since some of you wanted that i make a list of my current favourite porn videos… here are a few with some scenarios involved 🤓 enjoy babes!!
links are under the cut!
disclaimer: please do not repost or try and take ownership of my work or post this anywhere without my consent. do not translate my work and post it anywhere — i give you no permission to do that. i only post my stories here, so if you find my work anywhere else please let me know! reblogs, likes and comments are appreciated and welcomed!
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RAFE CAMERON
› bestfriend!rafe fucking you from behind.
› roommate!rafe fingering you in his bed.
› enemie!rafe choking you while he pounds into you.
› rafe using a knife to scrape off wax from your body. [wax play & knife kink warning]
› riding rafes dick and him breeding you.
› rafe eating you out while you sit on his face.
JJ MAYBANK
› enemie!jj breeding you.
› jj fingering you.
› jj licking your nipples.
› enemie!jj fucking you from behind while you‘re handcuffed.
› giving bestfriend!jj a handjob.
› jj pounding into you while you‘re on top.
SARAH CAMERON
› secretgirlfriend!sarah eating you out after a stressful day.
› fucking sarah with a strap on.
› eating sarah out after a party.
› dom!sarah not letting you cum.
› rubbing bestfriend!sarahs clit.
› using a vibrator on sub!sarah. [a small whip is used a few times for spanking as well]
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gojoest · 2 months
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CRAZY ABOUT YOU — gojo satoru
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tw: MDNI, f! reader, she/her pronouns used, pregnancy (reader is expecting), established relationship (you’re married), pregnancy freak!satoru, semi-public sex, p in v, unprotected sex, creampie, pet names (baby, love, sweetheart), very very brief mention of somno & oral f receiving, reader wears a dress, he’s a freak, not proofread, wc: 2.4k
synopsis: your husband fucks you during one of your prenatal visits
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your husband is a freak, you know that. but what you didn’t know was how big of a one he could be, for you. you found out — when you became pregnant with his child.
when satoru found out that you’re carrying his child — because he did before you, saw it with his six eyes — he fucked you differently. with a primal urge unheard of, like a man that’s impregnated his wife and is now claiming her again, confirming the fact that you belong to him by slamming it deep inside you. after the fifth (?) orgasm he dragged out of you that night, you asked him through a weary chuckle — “huh, where did this come from?” — and his answer began with a motion of his fingers hugging his balls — “it came from here…”, followed by his other hand caressing your belly “…and went there”, while slowly leaning in to meet your lips, “and i might just lose my mind because, baby — you’re pregnant”
a rather unconventional way to find out you’re pregnant.
if he had any semblance of decency in him before (which is rather questionable) and could keep his hands to himself (to some extent) during certain times and in certain places, it is completely off the table now.
when he wants you, you will know; others around will know it, too. he doesn’t shy away from making it obvious, or more so he doesn’t care if other people notice. what’s there to be embarrassed about? after all, you’re a couple, you do things. it’s only natural. and that pretty baby bump is the perfect proof of it. in all honesty, it gets him off when others know that he’s about to fuck his beautiful pregnant wife once he takes her home.
he's a freak like that, it can’t be helped. even more so now with the way your skin glows differently, with the way you smell, the way you carry yourself and the way your body is undergoing the natural changes as the pregnancy progresses that he finds so beautiful. it all messes with his head. brings out the real freak in him that can no longer keep his urges at bay, not when knowing that he himself brought this upon you. it makes you so undeniably his, for everyone to see and acknowledge. his chest swells with pride…
…but sometimes pride also gives way to greed, to a freakish desire for more of you.
during the rare times you go about to shower without him, he slips into the bathroom. sits on the toilet seat and starts jerking off to you, watching your swollen belly and breasts, moaning loud and clear for you to come to his aid. sometimes you wake up to him holding your hand wrapped around his cock, rubbing himself into your palm, audible pants seeping from his lips as he slowly lifts the hem of your shirt (his shirt that you wear to sleep) — preparing to splatter his load on your pregnant belly; or alternatively, you open your eyes to his face buried between your legs, devouring you like a starved animal… other times, as you make dinner in the kitchen, tenderizing the meat with the mallet on the counter, he comes from behind and presses his hard-on against your ass, shamelessly asking “would you mind beating my meat, too, baby?”
and when you go about to scold him, call him a jerk, a perv, a freak, insufferable while hitting his chest — playfully, because you secretly like it when he can’t contain himself around you — he blames you for it. tells you that you’ve severed him so abysmally that he’s having a hard time now keeping it soft around you (he’s not lying). that you broke him and should take responsibility for it. chuckles fill the room and mix in between your kisses that later turn into breathy moans and pants mixed in between countless of i love you’s and you’re mine and mine only’s.
but sometimes, such as today, he takes things a bit too far…
like,
—you can’t simply fuck your wife during one of the prenatal visits just because the doctor left the examination room for a bit and your dick is rock-hard from seeing your wife’s belly out in the open.
“you have to be kidding me”, you raise your brows in absolute surprise as you watch your husband unbuckle his pants, “now? HERE?”
“please?”, he looks at you, cheeks flushed and eyes of a pleading puppy.
you knew he was up to something from the glint in his eyes as he kept staring at your exposed belly earlier, completely transfixed, only his eyes following the ultrasound probe as the doctor pressed it over your tummy.
“the doctor’s going to come any moment, you know right?”, you try to confirm he is aware that this can go very wrong.
“yes, but so am i — you don’t want me walking around in cum drenched pants, right?”, he purses his lips into a pout, one that’s obviously fake (but it works on you, even if you refuse to admit it).
“it’s not like you’ve never done it before”, you mock.
“that was only one time”, he pouts (this one’s not a fake), “okay, maybe two or three times, but it happens even to the best” (it was more than two or three times)
“aha”
“oi. whose fault do you think it was? you make a man go crazy. i mean, look at me right now, just look — i am standing here with my dick almost out for you, in the doctor’s office”
“so you realize this is absolutely crazy but still you won’t pack your dick away?”
“no, i will not. i’ll die if i don’t get to fuck you this instant. and i mean it, it hurts so much. and the authorities will suspect you did it, you know. because it’s always the wives anyway…..and they won’t be wrong about it”
“you’re hopeless, satoru”, you sigh, giving him a roll of your eyes.
but still, leaning on your elbows you slowly rise yourself from the examination table and sit at the edge of it, removing the towel covering your thighs. spreading your legs for him, you think that you really made the right choice to wear a dress today — less in the way for your husband and another one of his “if i don’t get to fuck my wife, i’ll die” episodes.
“i am”, he saunters over to you, biting his lower hip at the sight of your thighs and the beautiful belly hanging in between, “but i can’t help it when you’re so pretty for me like this, i go crazy”
and fuck, if it doesn’t make you wet the way he looks at you right now as he stops to stand between your open thighs, invading your space with such ease because that’s where he belongs to be. all the signs hint at that, too — the ring on your finger, the baby in your belly and the wetness dripping from your cunt, ready to welcome him in.
“yea, you really do”, you pull the front of his boxers down, just enough to free his cock, earning a low hiss from him upon your hand making contact with it.
“all because of you”, he places his hands under your ass and slightly pulls you to himself. you’re immediately met with where he’s hard, it’s poking and rubbing against your belly.
a moan crawls up his throat and breaks out into a satisfied groan. part of him wants to cum just like this — by rubbing himself against your belly. but god, you smell so good down there that it shifts his desire. now that he’s so close to you — standing right in front of your doors — he can smell it so much better. your scent wafts up from your heat and goes straight to his nostrils, letting his brain register in the most primal of ways that your body is ready for him.
you know he’s noticed the dampness of your panties by the way his smile’s faded into a grin, you can smell yourself in the air around you, too.
“fuck, baby…can cum from this alone, you know? rubbing myself on that pretty belly that i made on you”, satoru whispers as he leans forward to take your mouth into his. his lips are loaded with such intensity that they suck the air from your lungs, leave you moaning into his mouth. the grip he’s got on your ass tightening, his fingers digging into your flesh. “but that won’t do now, so hold on tight”
you comply in silence, wrapping your hands around his neck as he lifts you up just enough to peel your panties down to your thighs, then sits you up again and drags them down your legs and onto the floor.
“just so you know—if someone comes before i do, i’ll just keep fucking you”, he grins at you as he positions himself back between your legs. his words might sound like a joke, an exaggeration of some sort to make it clear how much he wants you right now, but you know better than anyone that he’s pretty serious about it.
“then hurry up, you freak”
his fingers swipe over your cunt — to confirm that you are indeed as ready as your scent gives away — and collect your arousal before rubbing it all over the length of his throbbing cock, mixing your wetness with his vigorously leaking pre.
“open them a little bit more for me, baby”, he coaxes, hands back on your thighs, tapping softly on your skin as a signal to spread them just a little bit more and give him way. you lean back on your hands and push your legs open as much as you can. the motion causing your belly to bump against his cock, squishing it between the two of you, pressing it against his stomach.
“s-shit, baby”, he hisses at the sensation, his body jerks a little and his hips buck forward, against your belly, to deepen the friction, “i can really cum from just rubbing it on you….fuck, that’s crazy”, he laughs.
but satoru stops himself.
his hand moves away from you to get a hold of his cock and help it against your entrance, pushing the head towards your folds before slowly sinking in the entirety of it, bottoming out in you from the very start. there’s no time to waste and he’s got no patience left in him, once he’s in — he’s going all the way.
“nghh, s-satoru”, you whimper at his needy intrusion, but swallow him so easily that your wetness starts to spurt out as he’s starting to dart in and out, trickling down the crack of your ass and dripping onto the examination table.
“fuck, love…look at the way you take me”, he breathily chuckles, head thrown back as he picks up the rhythm of his thrusts, “and you call me crazy, huh…haha, fuck, f-fuc-k” — if his voice was a tad bit louder just now and could keep a steady note, he would’ve sounded maniacal.
“s-shut up….don’t compare me to yourself”, you protest, trying to deny the fact you want him just as bad but the way your walls clench around him proves the other way around. you become who you surround yourself with. he’s crazy to do this to you here of all places. and you’re just as much crazy to let him have his way with you.
you suck him in so deep that his body, caught off guard, jerks and bucks forward. it makes him forget where he starts and where he ends. he wants to let go but also to never stop, he’s fighting so hard but it’s a battle he’s slowly losing. as his pace is growing faster his thrusts are getting sloppier. “shit”, he curses under his breath. his balls are sizzling and he wants to bust so bad but not before he makes you cum.
the tension, the pulsing of his cock and the ridges of his throbbing veins — you can feel them like a heartbeat inside of you, and each time he slams against that sweet spot your clit responds with a beat of its own.
you try to hold your voice back but pants leave through your parted lips as you gasp for air.
“nghh, ’toru…’m gonna cum”, you whimper incoherently as you throw your head back, eyes shut close.
“yea? go on, baby—cum for me. come on, sweetheart—i’ll help you out”, he breathes.
his hands grabbing onto the plush of your thighs with a deadly grip, pulling you closer to help fuck himself into you better. the bottom of your belly is flat against his rock-hard abdomen now and he keeps it that way while ramming himself inside you, rubbing his cock around your sensitive walls, without pulling out. over and over until you squirm and come undone. face grimacing in pleasure and hips jerking from the electrifying sensation as you keep chanting “fuck, fuck, fuck” under your breath as quietly as possible so your voice doesn’t make it past the walls of the examination room for others — doctors, nurses and patients — to hear.
you glance your eyes to him, all disheveled and sweaty as his hips live through the last few thrusts left in them before he implodes inside of you. you hear him grumble how he’s about to fill you up while peering at you with a desperate face.
“f-fuck”, he growls throatily, charging one last time into you before spurting his load inside you. his body shudders from the release he’s been holding back. and he’s pouring too much, his heat spilling and filling your insides. you can feel it all — he’s making a frothy mess of your cunt.
it takes a few seconds after he’s done pouring his seed that his body reigns back control and he stops shuddering. he then looks at you.
“if i pull out now it’ll all spill out, you know? so maybe we should stay—?”
“no.”, you dryly interrupt. “don’t force our luck. put that thing away before someone comes and help me put my panties on”
“but it’ll spill out”, he insists.
“i’ll hold it in, don’t worry”
“oh? you know just the thought alone is doing inhumane things to me all over again, right?”
“satoru. don’t you dare.”
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hate fuckin w aot plz🙏🏿 like uh what position would they fuck you in when they mad?
Fuck me like you mad at me baby.
(Eren Y. Connie S. Armin A.)
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A/N: BEAT THAT COOCHIE UP LIKE YOU MAD AT A BITCH! Sorry it took so long to get your request. But let’s just all agree Eren, Connie, Armin are the big three. I’m not arguing with anyone. It’s true. NOT PROOF READ! 17+
Synopsis: Aot men fucking you after an argument!
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༺Connie༻
—————ON DA WALL.
Connie isn’t going to show you he’s mad, but baby you gonna feel it.
And oh boy you done did it today. After he seen you flirt with a guy…jeez. You really got him walking around in circles trying to not scream at the top of his lungs.
You not going to know he’s mad for a while, after an argument and you THINK everything cooled down it hasn’t. He’s still pissed.
Props to him for controlling his anger (Eren could never.) But when you start sweet talking him again that’s when it comes out.
When you get to rubbing on his chest and start saying “I’m so sorry baby, lemme make it up to you. Please.” with that little whine in your voice…oh best believe he gonna make you sorry for real.
He gives you a small grin and says “Oh for real? You wanna make it up to me?” You should have never even offered because now look at you. Against the kitchen wall crying out how sorry you are.
“You sorry ma? How sorry?” The harshness of his voice craving down on you. You couldn’t even spit out a comprehendible sentence just “Yes mmm so sorry!”
He was satisfied with your sorry, after the second round. I mean after all you did offer…
༺Eren༻
—————FROM DA FRONT.
Now, Eren he’s rough rough when he’s mad. Like oh lord..pray he don’t get his hands on you.
Please run while you can, because after he got you alone you can’t run.
This was especially the case after he found out you followed a guy from your work place, the same guy who continuously flirted with you.
Don’t ask him how he knows, he just does.
“I ain’t dumb mama. So go ahead and do as I asked.” The request was so simple, just unfollow him. But the principle pissed you off, you never told him who to follow and who too not. So you refused. Wrong answer…
Because that refusal sent him through the roof. He just laughed while shaking his head. He tossed you on the bed with no regards.
You never been fucked so hard in your life…The headboard slammed against the wall with each thrust he gave you it was ridiculous. “Look at me while I fuck you.” Eren spat out.
Your poor neighbors, the surely heard the madness that was occurring in your bedroom. But Eren did not give a single fuck.
He had your hair twisted in his fingers while he watched you block ole boy on everything single app you had. “Nuh uh. you ain’t done yet. Block him on spotify.” You were going to learn not to go seeking attention from anyone that wasn’t him.
“Nobody’s better than me mama. You should know better than that.”
༺Armin༻
————— BENT OVA.
You would never expect Armin to act the way he acts when he’s MAD.
Of course he got upset with you before but never something that made you change your view on him.
He always tried to be understanding, always listening to what you had to say and what was wrong. But, today was a little different.
He got so mad that you commented on how his friend looked good. He took it as you wanted his friend, but that wasn’t your intention at all.
“Ah, I see. Well just how good did he look y/n?! Why don’t you just tell him how much you want him to fuck you!” His insecurities were really starting to show. But damn, he just look so fucking hot with his button up shirt slightly undone, and his hair sticking to face. His eyes widened, it was a sexy sight. Armin could tell how turned on you were getting from him slightly raising his voice.
“Fuck—y/n. Stop looking at me like that.” The threw his keys on the table while shaking his head. Armin couldn’t look at you while your hand traveled up his shirt rubbing his abdomen. You were making it so difficult for him to be mad at you right now. Especially since you started begging for him to calm down and let you make him feel better.
The small tugs at his shirt just really got him going. He immediately bent you over on the couch, throwing your clothes everywhere. “Can’t even look at you. So fucking filthy.”
You tried to move away from him pounding your insides, hoping to get a break but no. “What the fuck did I tell you about that shit? Just fuckin take it.” Sluts didn’t deserve a break. They didn’t get that courtesy.
Eventually his hatred turned into love and he started spilling out how much he loved you while he was close to cumming. “I love you so much.” & “You mean the world to me.” & “Wanna make you a mommy.”
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Ah! tysm for 400!
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Fuckin' Trick-or-Treaters
Eddie Munson x fem!reader
Word Count: 2437
Warnings: Smut, no use of y/n, unprotected sex, spanking, bondage, breeding kink, dumbification?, Eddie being a loser and not dressing up for Halloween, ive been up for nearly 24 hours so some parts might not make sense >:(
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Your doorbell rang and you ran to the door the best you could. Your white heels threatened to trip you with every step you took. Putting your eye up to the peephole you were met with your boyfriend, his mouth wide open and wiggling his tongue. You giggled at his actions. This was something Eddie always did. He made silly faces right in front of the peephole knowing you had a habit of checking to see who it was before opening the door.
Your smile quickly stopped when you saw what he was wearing. His everyday clothes. You sighed and your fingers went straight to unlocking the door. "Where is your costume, Eddie?" You asked as you swung the door open.
"Well hello to you too." He smiled and walked in putting his hands on your waist. He laid a kiss on your lips and you closed the door, making sure to lock it. "Thank you, Eddie. But where is your costume?" Eddie traced his thumb over your frown.
You two were supposed to have matching costumes. You dressed as an angel and he was supposed to be a devil. "Babe, I haven't dressed up in years. I thought you were joking." Eddie let out a low laugh and you whined, "But Eddie, we were supposed to match."
"You're a child." Eddie smiled and kissed your forehead. "Cause I'm dressed up?" "Because you're whining." Eddies hands ran all over your body. He was about to kiss you again but you put your finger against his lips. A smile on your face when a thought popped up into your head. "Come." You told Eddie. You guided him through your house. Your heels clicked with every step you took.
You two made it to your room as you looked through your desk drawer. Eddie sat on your bed. He watched as you bent over your desk. Your skirt was so short that at this angle he could see your panties. They were pink, matching with your fishnets. An erection grew in your boyfriend's jeans.
Eddie wanted nothing more than to just take you right then and there. Over your vanity, in front of the giant mirror. Eddie grabbed a pillow and placed it over his lap.
You smiled when you found it. Your red headband with little red horns glued to the top. You turned around and made your way over to Eddie. You stood between his legs and you began to slide it on top of his head. "Babe-" Eddie was about to protest but you were quick to interrupt him. "Ah ah"
You fixed his bangs and any other strands of hair that got moved out of place from the red band. "You look so cute" You giggled. You leaned down to give your boyfriend a sweet kiss. But before you could he opened his mouth, "I'm so hard right now."
You froze. Not expecting him to say that. "Oh." You giggled and pulled the pillow away. His boner was prominent even with his black jeans. You sat on his lap. Your skirt flipped up.
Your crotch was warm and he could feel you through his clothes. Eddie groaned as you pushed your hips down on his. You sighed. His rough jeans against your cotton-covered clit felt amazing after not being touched for nearly a week.
That might not sound like much but you and Eddie were like rabbits. You had sex or some type of release pretty much every day. There wasn't a place in your house you guys hadn't had sex in more than once.
"Your outfits cute," Eddie spoke in a low voice, his lips ghosting over yours. "Thanks. Put it together myself." You smirked, proud of your outfit. You grabbed his hands and kissed each of his knuckles. You then guided his hands down and in between your thighs. Eddie ran his fingers over your clothed clit and you let out a small moan. His hands felt so nice.
"Where'd you get it?" He continued rubbing your clothed clit. "I- uh I got it from- the mall" You could feel Eddie getting harder by the second. You were so wet you were sure his jeans were getting damp. "The whole outfit?" Eddie asked. You whined. All you could think about was Eddie's cock stuffed deep inside you and he was asking about your outfit. "Eddie, please. Who cares about the outfit? Fuck me please, please, please?"
"I care. Wanna know every little detail, baby." You whined again and began to subtly yet not so subtly grind against him. "What do you think you're doing?" Eddie gripped your hips. Locking you in place. "Eddie, please fuck me. Wan' it so bad."
Eddie began to lay back and guided you with him. Once his back hit the bed he smashed his lips against yours. Your tongue slipped into his mouth. A soft moan escaped his lips as you grind against his hard-on. Eddies hands fell to your ass. He rolled your skirt up and squeezed you roughly. Causing you to moan into his mouth.
Eddie flipped you guys over. Now he was the one grinding against you. The doorbell rang, interrupting your guy's moment. Eddie stopped kissing you. "No, no. Don't stop." You lifted your legs and wrapped them around his waist as if he was going to leave. Your heels were basically weights on your feet. You both knew Eddie wouldn't leave this moment for the world. Your lips were rough against each other, hungry for more.
Your hands dropped down to his belt quickly trying to undo it. Once undone, you pulled them down. Another ring. You continued to kiss even with the ringing going on. Some annoying kid was repeatedly pushing the button. "Fuckin trick-or-treaters" You whispered. "Fuck 'em," Eddie said and dug his hand underneath you to unzip your top. You began to take your wings off but Eddie stopped you. "Keep these on, pretty?" You looked at him and nodded, "Only if you keep these on." You poked the tiny horns on his head. "Yeah, okay." You smiled and smashed your lips against his.
Once your top was fully unzipped, your boobs bounced free and Eddie threw the white material somewhere in the room. The top knocked something over but neither of you cared enough to check, too focused on each other's lips.
Eddie cupped one of your breasts and massaged the other. The metal of his ring was chilling against your warm skin. "Take your skirt off." Eddie mumbled and switched his mouth to your other nipple.
The pleasure coming from your breasts made you moan as your eyes went to the back of your head. You tangled one of your hands into Eddie's hair, you made sure to be careful of his headband. Your other hand went to undo the zipper on the side of your skirt.
Eddie kissed and sucked your chest with no shame causing you to giggle. Eddie looked up at you, "Whats funny?" He asked, a grin on his face. You put your thumb up to his wet face, wiping his saliva-covered chin. "Nothing, you're just cute."
"Cute?" He put his hands at your core. "Mhm, the cutest." You kissed him again. A 'cute' kiss. Eddie tore your fishnets and moved your panties aside. You gasped at his actions, not expecting him to do that. Your eyes widened and heat rose to your cheeks. Eddie put his middle finger at your entrance and slipped inside with ease from how soaked you were.
"Is this cute?" Eddie moved, very slow. "Eddie, please." You whispered. He hummed, stopping his finger from moving... As if it was before. "Please what?" Eddie dropped his head to the side as if like he was a confused puppy. "Faster, please"
A stupid smile appeared on Eddie's face. Eddies finger began moving. His finger thrust into you at a pace that seemed to make you forget everything. "Mmmm" Your back arched as Eddie fastened his hand. Eddie used his free hand to turn your head toward him. He kissed you immediately.
Eddie loved making out like this. You moaning like a pornstar into his mouth. He loved hearing how good he was making you feel. And he absolutely loved feeling you struggle to kiss him back.
You pulled away slightly, "More, please." Eddie looked you in the eyes. "You're so needy, babe. I've got you feeling fucking amazing and that still isn't enough for you, huh?" You whined at his words. "Say please again." You looked at Eddie with complete lust. "Please." You told him. He added another finger and you tried to shut your legs. Despite your ask for another finger inside you, you were sensitive from all the pleasure.
"You're not gonna beg me to give you more than close your fucking legs, baby." Eddie put his hand down to your knee and forced your legs open, they shook at the pleasure.
"Eddie, 'm so f-ucking close, my god." You threw your head back once again. "Cum for me, pretty. Be a good girl. Cum on my fingers." His words pushed you over the edge. Your thighs vibrated as you came, clenching around him. Eddie helped you ride out your orgasm. He looked up at you. Your mascara was running. So pretty, he thought.
Eddie pulled his fingers out of you, a string of arousal connecting you two. Eddie brought his fingers to your mouth. "Suck." You opened your mouth without any questions. He stuck them deep down your throat and you gagged around them but fought through it. Tears ran down your face as you sucked on him. "Pretty girl," Eddie whispered and wiped your tears.
Eddie pulled his fingers out of your mouth and got in front of you. He pulled his boxers down. You eyed his cock as it sprung up and hit his stomach.
"Jesus, babe. And I thought I had a staring problem." You whimpered, looking up at him with doe eyes. "I need you so bad." You whispered as if someone else was in the room with you guys. Maybe part of you thought about the fact that people at your front door could hear you screaming Eddies name.
Someone rang your bell. A few seconds went by and they did it again. "Jesus, are you known for giving king-sized candy bars or somethin'?" Eddie never got any trick-or-treaters at his place so this was all new to him. "Put your candy bar in me." You whispered and Eddie let out a loud laugh. "Suddenly, I'm soft, babe." Eddie joked. You whined and threw your head back. "You're such a whiner. babe. I'm only joking..."
Eddie put his tip at your entrance. He looked at you. The face you made toward him nearly made him cum right then and there. "Turn over."
"Huh?"
"Come on, babe. I know you're not that dumb. Get on all fours."
"Oh." You turned over, putting your ass up and face down. Eddie hummed and lightly smacked your cheek. You squirmed only earning another smack from Eddie. And another. And another. Each one increases with force. "Eddie..." You mumbled and grinded your ass against him.
"So dumb baby, 's that all you can think about, hmm? My cock." Eddie ran his tip through your folds. "Mhm," You nodded, "'M so cock drunk, Eddie"
"You like that, baby?" Eddie spoke as he put his tip at your entrance. "Need more, please, Eddie, please, please." Eddie loved your voice. loved hearing you beg. He could get off to just your voice that's how much he loved it.
You clenched around his tip. "Need you so bad." You told him. Eddie groaned, and finally decided to give in. "Yeah, okay okay." Eddie gripped your hips harshly and thrusted all the way in. You moaned loudly when someone rang your doorbell. You slapped your hand over your mouth to quiet yourself.
"None of that, pretty. Give your hands." You turned your head looking at Eddie the best you could. "Eddie... The people." "I don't care about some randos at the door I wanna hear your pretty voice." You sighed and put your hands behind your back and Eddie was quick to grab at your wrists.
Eddie leaned over to grab his belt. Him leaning over caused him to go balls deep inside of you. You buried your face into your bed. Eddie noticed what you were doing and spanked you. Hard. A yelp escaped your lips. "Told you, none of that."
Eddie wrapped his belt around your wrists, securing it tightly. He pulled on it causing you to lift up off the bed. He smirked. He pulled you up until you fell against the tops of his thighs.
Someone rang the doorbell and Eddie began to thrust up into you. "Eddie!" You moaned. A few moments went by and someone else rang the bell causing Eddie to go faster.
"Eddie, 'm so close please don't stop." You cried. Eddie continued to thrust into you. Eddie felt himself getting close but he wanted you to finish first. "Can I cum inside you, baby? 'S that what you want?" You nodded, wanting Eddie to completely fill you up with his seed.
"I'm gonna fucking cum." You screwed your eyes shut and clenched around Eddie. You fell back against him. Your added pressure around Eddie's cock caused him to hit his peak. His sperm filling you up.
Eddie pushed you forward and you both fell on the bed, Eddie still deep inside you. Eddie showered your shoulder in kisses. He slowly pulled out of you, savoring the moment. He watched as his sperm dripped out of you. Oh, how he wished he had a camera...
Eddie went down to your feet and started unbuckling your heels. Once they were both off he placed them gently on the floor. Eddie then began undoing the belt around your wrists. "You okay, pretty?" Eddie asked, finally taking the belt off.
You took your Angel wings off and nodded. "I'm okay." You turned around and wrapped your arms around Eddie, pulling him down to lie down next to you. A giant smile on both of your faces. "I love you" You whispered. Your doorbell rang. You took the headband off of him and rubbed behind his ears, knowing they would be aching from the tight band.
"I love you, too." Another ring. You rolled your eyes and put your head against Eddie's shoulder. You closed your eyes and there was another ring. Eddie groaned. "Can I please go put a bucket of candy out there?"
You giggled, "Please do."
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dheelan · 2 years
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Asa mitaka fluff hcs hdgdfsg
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Boring hc ermmm...
- likes to be hugged tbh
-always nervous whenever you and her are in relationship
-likes to be kiss on the cheek
- if your clingy shell get veryy red blush on her face also loves that your clingy
- wowowo surprised hug she'll get startled by that lol
- probably likes any kind of food unless its spicy
- likes watch any tv shows
Ok thats it idk what ideas should i put my bad
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stsgooo · 5 months
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Look at Him.
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✩࿐ summary: your attempts at reentering the dating scene is foiled by your ex-husband.
warning(s): past relationship, clingy!gojo, ex-husband!gojo, co-parenting situation, crack fic. wc; 1.6k
pairing(s): gojo satoru x fem!reader
a/n: this is purely just a goof fic because i've put nothing but angst out there so far sooo have a laugh. hope yall enjoy :3
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“So, what do you do for a living?”
"A teacher."
"Oh, wow! What grade, subject?"
"Uh, highschoolers and the subject kinda varies on the day."
"Like a substitute teacher?"
"Um....sure, yeah! Substitute teacher."
"That's awesome. Mad respect, kids can be demons."
You were quickly discovering that the dating field had changed in the five years that you had been married. An endless back and forth about what someone did, what's their favorite color, what's their hobbies. Boring questions that you would ask your students on the first day was used in over the table date conversation. Until, until, they got to that question they so desperately wanted to ask.
Would you want to take this back to my—
There was a vibration against your thigh as your date started to go onto a monologue about how much he disliked kids. In all honesty, you couldn't really remember his name. The introductions had been awkward and a little nerve wracking— you were almost sure he had no idea who you were either.
You tugged your phone out of your pocket and resisted the audible sigh that threatened to leave you when you saw the notification.
Satoru please tell me why my beautiful, radiant, amazing, intelligent daughter just said her mommy is on a date. feeling sick to my stomach, don't tell me this is true.
You rolled your eyes. Your ex-husband had always been so overdramatic. His main focus was always on the bit that could come from a situation. However, this was a quality you do used to admire about him. His ability to make any situation seem like it was a funny happenstance that you'd never encounter again.
Now, it was nothing more than a nuisance.
Satoru oh my god, you left me on read. it's true. it's true. i hope you know i just threw up. i threw up everywhere. i might die. at least, tell me he's ugly. please god let him to be ugly.
A sigh, you typed out the quickest message you could without your date asking what's wrong.
You I hope you're not ignoring said daughter to ask me about some date. I'll be home later, please refrain from texting me.
You were about to set your phone down when another text came through. This one appeared to more distraught than the last.
Satoru o h your tone. it's over. it's really over. i might just kill myself this is the worst night of my life. y/n, i'm genuinely feeling sick. please, is he ugly? he must be boring because you're texting back.
You were almost inclined to remind Satoru you both had been divorced for a year already. That this was bound to happen and you two had, in fact, spoken about it months into the divorce. You had played with some 'what if's and there was a mutual agreement that the other wouldn't get jealous and be dramatic about the other getting in a relationship whenever the time comes. It was a surprisingly adult conversation.
You should've known better when Satoru proudly proclaimed he didn't care who you got involved with.
You Satoru, we talked about this. We're adults and we're divorced. Please bother someone else, like Suguru.
Satoru i don't wanna talk to suguru. i wanna talk to youuu (;﹏;) i can't believe you've done this. ten years. ten years of loyalty. im sick to my stomach.
You You asked for the divorce.
"Is everything okay?"
You eyes snapped up from your phone and towards your date. He had the good grace to be wearing a relatively concerned expression, eyeing you wearily.
You quickly tucked your phone back into your pocket, ignoring the insistent vibrations it gave to smile apologetically. "I'm sorry, my daughter had an accident and I had to, you know, send a quick text to her babysitter." It was easier to explain away a daughter than it was a clingy ex-husband who was well in his dissent into insanity. Really, you were doing this guy a favor keeping him in the dark.
However, his face still paled and he straightened. "You have a kidI'm so, so sorry. I just went on a two minute rant about how much kids are equivalent to demons." He seemed to spiral as he pressed his hands against his face, uttering curses to himself. "I get so nervous with these dates. I truly meant nothing by it."
You smiled in amusement, "It's no problem, really. I'm not exactly disagreeing." He peeked from between his fingers and blinked at you dumbly. "Just because I'm a parent doesn't mean I don't agree. I mean, my kid can be a bit much sometimes. I love her, but she's a lot like her dad in that way."
It always made your chest blossom. The way Saori was a carbon copy of Satoru. From the rambunctious personality, to the piercing blue eyes, and white hair. Your genes hadn't won in the battle, but you were almost grateful. Satoru tried to tell you that she had your smile and your wit, but you weren't entirely convinced. She was Satoru and Satoru was her.
You were extremely lucky that he was a good dad.
"Oh? Do you mind me asking if her dad's still around?" His tone was indication enough: a daughter and an ex of some kind was pushing it for him.
You tensed up, feeling deep regret already. "Uh, yeah." His eyes shifted away and you reached forward, taking his hand. "But, he's not, like, crazy or anything! He's just a good dad."
Your date chuckled nervously. "I-I just don't want to get involved in some, um, some family dynamic."
You thought it was a little presumptuous of him to think this would go that far, or he'd get in the way. But you were too focused on defusing the situation.
"Oh, no, it's not like that! We've got a healthy balance, y'know? He does his piece, I do mine— that's it!"
He scrunched his face. "So... an open relationship?"
"No!" You press your hands against your face with a huff. "No, we're not together anymore. We just co-parent."
He opened his mouth to further question you when your phone vibrated very audibly. His eyebrows raising. "Your daughter?"
You sighed. "Please give me one moment."
With jerky movements, you pull your phone from your pocket. The assortment of messages that came where spread over the ten minutes you decided to ignore him.
Satoru okay, you've got me there. but my big heart is breaking. i hope he's ugly and he smells. okay, i spoke with suguru and he said i'm an idiot who should apologize. in my defense, i'm a little itty bitty drunk. and no, saori is not awake. papa put her to bed before bringing out the whiskey. im so sorry my beautiful deity. that not ugly, not smelly man is so lucky to be in your presence and i hope you have a good date. also i hope he gets hit my a car. (^▽^)
You I'm going to kill you with my bare hands. Genuinely, count your days, Gojo Satoru.
Satoru hot, hot, hot!!! (●´□`)♡ did he actually get hit by a car?
You Is there something you want?
Satoru him dead. and you home :((((
You You don't want me home. I swear to god, if you're on my couch, drinking when I get home, I will ruin your life.
Satoru promise??? ╰(✿´⌣`✿)╯♡ but, actually, i wanted to ask your opinion on something
You For real?
Satoru for realsies. [Image Attachment]
Completely blinded by your irritation, you don't even hesitate to open the picture as it loads. Although you regret it the moment it does.
It's a picture of Satoru. He's at what seems to be the beach (must've been the fun activity him and Saori were going to join Suguru for), his sunglasses were on the top of his head, and he was grinning at the picture. One hand was resting against his pectoral and the veins in his hand was prominent. An obvious attempt at being charming and flirtatious. It was working too.
If it weren't for the fact that you knew him and were his ex, you might've just swooned.
"Oh, my god, is that him?" Your date was staring at your phone with wide eyes. His face even more pale than before. He started to shake his head as he stood, snatching his jacket from the back of his chair. "No way. I am not getting involved! I'm sorry, you're a nice woman, but I know when I'm not winning. And I'm definitely not winning against that."
Your eyes widened considerably, "What? No! Please don't leave. He's an idiot, I swear there's nothing—"
"He is... a hunk. I am not. In no shape or form am I at all comparable to that. Look—" He reached forward, grabbing your phone and holding the picture up to be beside his face. "Look at the difference! Model who has won Japan's hottest man at least eight times before he's 30 to me— Look at him!"
"It's not even like that!" You snatched your phone back and stared at him in frustration. "He's my ex, I do not want him!"
He waved his hands in front of your face. "I know how this will go. You think you like me and then your super hot and super sexy ex-whatever makes you realize the familiarity is good. Then I get dumped." He straightened, latching his hands onto the lapels of his jacket. "I just realized I am a side character. In my own life. Goddammit."
He barely glanced at you as he paid for the dinner, then left as quickly as he could. Still, you didn't even know his name.
Satoru oooo taking you awhile to respondddd still in love with me? (人◕ω◕)
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ginevrapng · 6 months
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bfd!marauders who pick you up after a night out and take care of you. you've had a girls night with your friends and have become absolutely wasted, in this state you don't know who to call to pick you up. harry is staying at ron's which is over 40 minutes away and you can't wait out in the cold outside of the club for 40 minutes. you definitely don't want to call your family members, not prepared tonight for a lecture about how drunk you are and how late you are out at so you call harry's dad, that makes the most sense to you. james is always so kind and you stay at his so often you're sure he'll pick you up.
you ring james and he seems worried at the fact you're calling at such a late hour as you drunkenly explain to him that you need a ride. james obviously doesn't hesitate to come get you, he's been up all night with sirius and remus but luckily he hasn't been drinking so he's good to pick you up. james gets to you quicker than you thought he would, you thought it takes longer but you're too cold and too drunk to properly think about it.
james rushes out of the car as he sees you waiting outside, shivering and hugging your arms. "shit sweetheart, you look freezing," he looks at you with worried eyes as he takes of his denim jacket and drapes it over your shoulders before placing his hand on your lower back leading you to the car. sober you would be incredibly flushed about this exchange and drunk you is just the same, your cheeks heat up and your stomach flutters with butterflies, you shiver again but this time it's due to james.
you don't even realise but james drives you to his house, halfway there you notice that you're going the wrong route. "where are we going?" you lift your head off from the car window and cock your head to the side.
james can't help but grin at how cute you look, "back to mine, it's quicker. we can get you some water and then you can stay in harry's room," he explains looking at you in the corner of his eye.
"okay," you say quietly and mumble the words to the songs on the radio.
as you walk through the door remus and sirius both quickly stand up from their seats, having been worried about you. james leads you inside as you sit on the sofa right next to where sirius was. sirius sits back down, james sits next to him and remus hovers above you all. "did'ya have a nice night doll?" sirius asks you and smirks, leaning further back on the sofa.
you hum and nod your head. "yeah it was good, a bit tired now though."
"i'll get you some water," remus leaves to go fetch you a drink as you settle down next to sirius. remus comes back and hands you the water, sitting across from you. you drink some but go and place the glass on the side before remus interrupts, "you've gotta drink it all," he says firmly with a slight smile. the tone he uses makes you think very inappropriate thoughts, it's not the first time you've thought of him like that and it certainly won't be the last but you know you're going to remember that stern tone he used when you're lying in bed at night or spending nights alone. you down the rest of the drink, doing what you were told and remus goes to take the glass out of your hands, "good girl." his hand brushes against you and you felt like you nearly whimpered. he's just so hot it's making you feel things, being in a room with three attractive men is making you feel things.
sirius had to suppress a chuckle as he heard your breathing hitch when remus touched you. "met any lucky fellas tonight doll?" sirius teasingly asks as he moves closer to you, you don't notice.
"nope, just me," you reply as you look down at your lap. all the guys eyes fall to your lap with you, staring at your thighs and how your pretty skirt is short and how it's also ridden up a bit too. they stay silent for a second and you think maybe the conversation is over or they don't have anything to say but really they're all distracted wondering what you'd feel like in their arms and how good you'd taste.
james clears his throat, realising that no one has answered you, "no one's good enough for you anyway sweetheart," james grabs your hand in his and squeezes. you feel his callous hand against your soft one and bite your lip to try and stop yourself from smiling all this accomplishes though is for james' gaze to shift down to you lips and stare.
"he's right," remus agrees earnestly and looks at you fondly.
you see sirius wink at you, making you feel warm, "it's true."
"thank you," you say softly.
"you're welcome sweetheart," james grins at you and you smile back.
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red-writes · 4 months
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jjk x reader--dilf hcs
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characters: nanami, toji, gojo, geto.
summary: dilfs raw dog you <3
content contains: smut, raw sex, creampies, age difference, oral, choking, nicknames like kiddo and good girl. 
red’s note: finally wrote something longer than 50 words hooray!! and truthfully I really just needed a man to call me kiddo
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⟶Nanami
Nanami likes to take care of you. He likes to be depended on and it makes him hard when you ask him for help or ask him for something you need because he just loves to meet all of your needs. Loves to see you fully satisfied. making you cum is his love language <333
It feels so good. His cock is rubbing along your pussy lips, his thumb rubs soft circles onto your clit and you can simply feel your cunt pulse and leak in desperation. Nanami tsks at you, “You really are desperate, look at how much you’re dripping” he chuckles out and you sigh as you feel the tip of his cock prod your cunt and slowly push its way inside. 
“K-kento..feels good” you whine and he cups your cheek stroking your cheek with his thumb. His thrusts are slow but deep, he can feel the clench of your cunt whenever he tries to pull out and it’s making his head feel lightheaded. sex with nanami always left you with sweat dripping down your body and no thoughts in your head. all you can think about is the way his dick glides against your most sensitive parts and all you can do is sit there and take it. 
“where are you drifting off too sweet girl? hm?” he asks while his fingers slide down between your thighs and rubs soft circles onto your swollen clit. you can hardly warn him as your orgasm rolls over you. but he knows because he can feel the way your pussy pulses around him and the way your eyes roll back into your head and your body shakes.
“there she is, let go my love, such a good good girl for me”
⟶Toji
Good gracious..toji is a selfish lover. his sexual needs are at the base of his Maslow’s hierarchy. he will quite literally stop time to bust a nut. its horrible but when he asks you just can't say so no :(
His hands grip the fat of your midsection as hips grind against yours from behind. his exposed cock nudges at the fat of your cunt from between your thighs and your face heats up.
“Won't you help this old man cum?” he thrusts his cock forward against you, “can’t you feel I need you bad kid?”
you whine as you pull down your pants, “We gotta be quick, people will be here any minute.”
“Keep it tight for me kid” he says as he presses your thighs together. you let out a whine as his cock brushes against your clit with the head of his cock and you thrust your hips back against him, desperate to feel the sensation again. at your show of desperation toji stands still and watches you throw your ass back against him. 
the pseudo sex had your cunt dripping down his cock and the slick smeared against his pelvis. toji couldn’t deny how hard it made him seeing you so horny, it made his dick twitch between your thighs. you heard the doorbell ring and you whined and your hips slowed down but toji slapped your ass and spread your ass apart before pushing his cock into your cunt, the feel of you wrapped around him already makes him want to cum but he was holding back for you. 
“toji..they’re here we can’t” you moan into the granite countertops and gives your ass another spank
“let them wait”
⟶Gojo
similarly to nanami he’s such a giver. he wants you to feel good and take care of his little girl’s needs but he wants you to ask, wants you to say please and grip his bicep with teary eyes. it gets him going like nothing else.
“come on princess” he says, he blows lightly on your clit and you squirm on the bed. “say it~” he says as he eyes the way your pussy clenches and drips down between your ass cheeks. 
“please ‘toru..” he hums slightly and leans in and presses a kiss to your throbbing clit, “not enough” he says and you whine, bucking your hips up into the air. 
“please ‘toru...suck my clit” you say using your arm to cover your eyes, shielding yourself from the embarrassment. he chuckles at your shyness and wraps his lips around your achy clit, sucking on the bud with little care to the wet sounds his slurping made as he attacked your sensitive clit. it felt too good. your back arched off the bed and he used one of his hands to press down onto your lower stomach to prevent the movement. he used his free hand to gather your wetness and slide two of his slender fingers in your spasming cunt. the long appendages didn’t take long to drill against that soft spot inside of you. your head felt full of cotton. light and thoughtless the only thing you could think about was how the hand on your abdomen on top of the fingers pressing diligently against your g-spot were going to make you squirt all on the mans face. your hands dug into his platinum hair, attempting to force his head back but he wouldn’t budge. instead he pressed harder on your bladder and began flicking at your clit with his tongue. you were right on the edge, pussy sucking in his fingers so tightly. you were so wet he slid in a third finger and curled all three of them up against that little sensitive bundle of nerves inside of you and that’s all it took for your eyes to roll back into your head and for the wetness to spray from between your thighs. gojo didn’t stop however, he kept on. his fingers were working at what felt like a mile a minute and he kept you riding the high of your orgasm until you eventually managed to wiggle away from him to catch your breath, body trembling and shaking as he chuckled and put his fingers in his mouth to taste you. 
⟶Getou
getou likes praising you so so much. he says it with such a lovely voice that makes your pussy clench and squeeze around nothing. getou is so sweet that it makes you melt and wanna squeeze his balls dry 
getou loved 69ing you because he likes how tight your throat gets when his curved cock is snugly shoved down your throat, his hips gently thrusting in and out of your mouth while you choke and sputter. his hair is pulled out of it’s bun and is hanging low on his back and face. the ends of it tickle your thighs and it makes you squirm and buck into getou’s mouth. 
his fingers are ruthlessly fucking into your cunt, it’s sloppy and messy, your juices are streaming down into a puddle underneath you. getou moans softly when he feels your throat constrict around him. 
“oh my, you really are a good little girl aren’t you? so eager to please me, god--” he says as he rocks his hips a little harder into your mouth and your hips buck up as you plead with him silently to pay attention to your clit. it was swollen and throbbing and his chuckle turned into a moan when he felt his tip hit the back of your throat. 
“there there pretty girl ‘m gonna take care good care of your sweet little pussy” he says and his lips wrap around your clit and suck and it makes your back arch off the bed, your struggling causing him to hiss as your throat constricts around your cock. he quickly pulls out and he grips his cock, stroking himself twice before he cums along your face. 
“fuck..fuck..mm sorry my love but you’re just too good I couldn’t help it” 
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rendevok · 10 months
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“Take my hand” a comic for NaruMitsu Week 2023
day 1 - lies & secrets - 2 - 3 - 4
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lollixp0p · 3 months
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The Video (18+)
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Pairing: Best friend!Hwang Hyunjin x afab!reader
Genre: Smut (MDNI), bit of feelings
Word count: just under 3k!
Warnings: Idol!au, subby!Hyunjin, slightly perv!reader, recording, (maybe a bit dub con because he doesn't mean to send it but reader watches it anyway), mommy kink, masturbation (both but separately), Hyunjin fantasizes about reader, reader fantasizes about Hyunjin, lmk if I missed anything!!
Summary: Hyunjin finally gets some alone time after weeks of hard work and decides to use his time to... relax. The next day he ends up sending you something on accident that sets off a big change in your lives, with or without either of you really realising.
Note: My first ever fic!! :3 Inspired by a video I saw on phub. (@cbini (Ems isn't on Tumblr rn she still wanted to be tagged so I hope it's ok), @comet-falls, @hyunsvngs, @mnwrld and @skz-hell lmao hello everyone, writing blog reveal!!😁 here's this fic I've mention to all of you as an anon<3 (depending on who you are I'm either ❄️anon, 🐾anon or sounding anon😳)). To anyone reading this please give me literally any feedback (comment, reblog, anything!), I want to know if this is good or not since it's my first fic🙏😣
Please do not under any circumstance copy, translate, or repost my works!
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It's been exactly three weeks since Hyunjin's had any time for just himself, though it feels like months at this point.
Recently everyone's been running around like headless chickens and between vocal trainings, dance practices and the studio, there hasn't been much time to just relax and recharge. Preparing for a new album really is the busiest time of an idols life.
There hasn't even been time to see family or friends, which is common during busy spells like this, but always dissapointing to think about. Now even more so, with how much he's been wishing to spend time with you, one of his closest friends... who also happens to be his crush. Not that he'd ever let you know though, not in a very long time.
It feels almost like a blessing, getting back to the dorms from practice late in the evening and realising... he's got the place all for himself, at least until his roommates get back from the studio.
Changbin had messaged him earlier, telling him that they'd probably be there well past midnight, so there was no use waiting up for them. To him though, this was the very opposite of an issue. With that much free time, he'd definitely be able to... make himself comfortable, so to speak.
See, not having time to relax also means he'd basically had no time to get off. The best he'd been able to do had been quick little sessions barely once a week in the shower right before passing out on his bed from the exhaustion of working hard.
The realisation that he'd be able to do anything he wants during his time alone is enough to get his dick twitching in his jeans and he decides the shower can wait until later.
Hyunjin goes to his room and locks the door after himself even though he's alone, it's just become a habit after so many years living with his members. He sets his bag down next to his bed and thinks through his plan.
Hyunjin has a little secret, which is that he loves recording himself do dirty things that range from more vanilla to much less vanilla. Something about the thrill of being recorded even if no one will ever see it just... makes him so fucking horny.
He opens the camera of his phone, puts it to video mode and presses record. Moving his hand off the lense and setting it down where he normally sets it, on the carefully placed pile of books on his desk, he sits down on his bed.
"Hmm... I hope the angle's good... It's been so long since I've had time for this", Hyunjin sighs with a pout and brushes his hair out of his eyes. He knows the camera won't see it though because he's made sure the stand, his pile of books, is at a level that cuts off his head perfectly.
Hyunjins hands run down his body slowly and he exhales deeply, just loud enough to get picked up by his phone. Once they reach his jeans he unbuttons them, unzips the zipper, then pulls the jeans down just enough to expose his underwear. Hyunjin pulls his shirt up over his stomach to be held in place under his chin, rubs his hand over his bulge and hums.
It's been so long since the last time he's been able to take his time making himself feel good. It's almost embarrassing how quickly he's getting hard.
He takes his dick out his boxers and then spits on the palm of his right hand. It's dirty and wet but it just turns him on even more. He grabs his dick with the hand and slowly moves his fist up and down, to spread the saliva and precum all over his dick to make the slide easier and wetter but to also get himself to full hardness.
"A-ah, ohh... that's so good... Feels-fuck, feels so good", Hyunjin sighs. It really won't take him too long to cum, he just knows it. He's been pent up for far too long.
He tries to think of something to help his issue and immediately thinks of you, no matter how embarrassed or dirty it makes him feel.
When you first started showing up in the dirtiest corners of his mind he felt so ashamed. Now it doesn't matter to him anymore. You'll never find out so why feel bad?
He continues to move his hand on his dick while thinking of you. The last time the two of you had time to hang out together you'd worn the lowest cut shirt he'd ever seen on you. He had tried so hard to act normal around you but whenever you bent down he'd been able to see into your shirt.
"Haah, fuck..." , he squeezes himself a little harder at the memory. Everytime you moved he could see your bra poking out from the top, black and lacy. The entire time he'd been doing his best to not bust in his pants. Oh, what he'd give to be able to see your tits. They always looked so soft and they'd probably fit perfectly into his palms.
Whenever the both of you would hang out at yours, watching movies and just hanging out, you never bothered to wear a bra. Why would you? It is your house where you want to be as comfortable as possible.
The feeling of laying down on your couch watching a movie with you on top of him, in just a t-shirt, will end up driving him mad one day. Everytime he'd felt your nipples poking into him he'd almost moaned out loud.
"Hngh... Oh my god, please... m-mommy!", he lets out pathetically, moving his fist faster. God he just wants you to use him, to do anything you want to him. The thought makes him whine desperately.
One of the most common fantasies for him is you on top of him using him to get off, not caring about if he's close or not. You'd sit on his face and ride it until you cum. He could probably cum untouched like that. All he'd need was tasting you and seeing you cum, just for him.
All the sudden he remembers the phone recording him and he shudders. He imagines what your reaction would be to seeing him like this. Would you be disgusted or delighted? Would you tell him what to do and how to touch himself? Maybe you'd touch him... He hopes you would.
"Mommy... please touch me, aah- oh!", he runs his thumb over the head of his cock just right and his thighs twitch but he keeps them open, in perfect view to the camera.
Throwing his head back he imagines you riding him. You'd be so tight and wet around him. Maybe you'd tie his hands behind his back so he wouldn't be able to touch you... he'd really like that. You'd feel godly around him, Hyunjin thinks.
"Fuck, oh fuck! Mommy I'm-haah, I'm so close, please!", his dick twitches desperately. You're so gorgeous, to him you're the sexiest person he's ever seen. He feels himself getting so close that tears spring to his eyes.
"Ah- 'm gonna... mommy, gonna cum...!", he whines out long and loud. It takes Hyunjin two more strokes to let go and he cums the hardest he's cum in weeks. He doesn't even register whispering your name. Hyunjin leans back on his left hand and keeps stroking himself through it.
The feeling is overwhelming, so much so that his thighs start twitching pathetically and the tears in the corners of his eyes fall. He's getting incredibly overstimulated but he keeps going, wanting to keep enjoying the feeling, just a bit more.
He squeezes himself one last time and suddenly everything on him feels gross and dirty. He's just had the best orgasm in weeks so it's no surprise that he came a lot, everywhere. He even managed to get some on his chin.
"Fuuck... Did you-haah... did you enjoy that?", he chuckles to the phone. It takes a while for him to come down from the high, the twitchiness and the feeling of euphoria lingering in his body. Once he's capable of standing up again he stops the video.
With his body feeling like jelly, he takes off all his clothes, drops them into his hamper and prepares to shower, at last.
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Hyunjin wakes up to his alarm the next day feeling more refreshed than he's felt in weeks. He shuts off the still ringing alarm and quickly gets up from his bed to get dressed and go eat breakfast.
Checking the calendar on his phone to make sure he knows his schedule for today, he makes a note of one thing; he'd have a lot of time alone at the dorms today too, since he's only got a dance practice and a recording session today, which obviously means 3racha will stay behind to stress about their songs while Hyunjin can return early. Maybe this time he should continue the latest piece of art he's been working on after he gets back?
Hyunjin gets through the day well enough.
After eating breakfast he messages you a "Good morning pretty <3 please remember to drink water!" like every morning when he has time for it. He gets to the practice room only five minutes late, which is a record this early in the morning, because usually he ends up sleeping in at least ten minutes (which makes Chan scold him for being such a heavy sleeper).
He does well at practice, even though he ends up a little exhausted. That's nothing new though, with how hard they always work to be the best they can be.
The rest of the members leave to take a break but Hyunjin decides to stay behind to film the solo choreography he's been working on for fun. Once he's happy with how it's turned out, it's time for him to go record his lines.
The recording session goes smoothly, without hundreds of retakes and everyone's satisfied with the result. Afterwards they decide to order some take-out, as a reward for a job well done... and also because they're all feeling too lazy to even think about going to the dorms to cook.
While eating Hyunjin finally realises to check his phone again. "Good morning, take care of yourself too!! :)" is your response to what he sent earlier. It's nothing more than a kind response but it makes him grin to himself like the fool in love he is.
"Yaaah!! Hyunjinnieee, what's making you smile so beautifully?", Changbin leans towards him with his signature flirting-with-Hyunjin grin, mouth half full of rice.
"It's nothing," Hyunjin responds back to him cheeks red, "and don't talk with your mouth full hyung... Do you not have any respect?"
Changbin decides to drop it in favor of eating more delicious food.
"Oh come on... we wanna know!!", Han pouts at him from his seat on the couch in the room. Hyunjin shoves another mouthful of food in his mouth to avoid the embarrassement of explaining how a single text messaged from you manages to make his heart beat out of his chest.
Once Hyunjin's done eating he's free to go back to the dorms and just like he suspected the rest of his dormmates stay behind to work some more, although they all whine at him to stay to explain the previous mystery. He declines and they all keep their sad puppydog eyes on him until he's out the door.
He keeps texting you during his ride, all the way to the dorms. Once he's in his room Hyunjin decides to just change into some clean clothes. He's too excited to talk to you and get to painting, he can wash up later.
He lays in his bed to keep texting you and at some point your conversation changes from how your day's been going to talking about dancing and he mentions how he just today filmed a new choreography bit he's made for fun.
❣️:
Can I see what you've been working on? :)
I'm sure it's really good, you always are!!
Jinnie:
Well... since you asked so nicely😉
[video sent]
Quickly sending the video Hyunjin exits out the messaging app, feeling so giddy he can't help but squirm around on his bed. He still can't believe someone like you could be interested in seeing him dance.
It might seem like a small thing for most but he feels himself turning red just thinking about the way you look at him while he talks about something so important to him. It makes the butterflies in his stomach every time you're near go crazy. It's so attentive, like you actually care and are interested in his interests... and maybe even...?
'No' , he thinks to himself. There's probably no way you could ever actually be interested in him, not in the same way he's interested in you at least.
He leaves his phone charging and finally gets out of bed to go to the kitchen for a cup of coffee. He'd need it if he wanted to stay up late to work on his newest art piece.
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Hearing the familiar 'ping' notification of receiving a message makes you open your phone again and just like you thought, Hyunjin had sent you the video of his latest masterpiece of a choreography. Not waiting a second you press the video just to see.... Hyunjin take his hand off the camera and set the phone down on the desk in his room he draws on. He sits down on the edge of his bed and says something, you aren't really sure what, because the volume's too low. In confusion you turn it up more.
Hyunjin sighs and reaches up to move his hair out his face, probably. You can't see it though, because the camera cuts his face perfectly off frame. Suddenly his hands run down his body to the button on his jeans. He opens it and starts undoing the zipper next. You just look at the video in shock. 'He isn't about to... to take them off is he?', you think to yourself, just as he pulls the jeans down enough to expose his white boxers and then palms his bulge.
Should you stop watching? Keep watching? How long has it even been playing? How long does it keep playing? While you wonder this you almost miss Hyunjin pull his hard dick out of his underwear and spit on his palm and... Oh God...
You've now done something you can never take back. The downright sinful view of his cock is something you don't think you're ever going to be able to forget. How do you even face him after this? After watching him grasp his dick in his hand and pump it a couple of times to spread the spit and precum around.
You exit the video, panting and absolutely soaking through your underwear. Your other hand rushes to your face to feel your cheeks. They're burning and feel like you've been standing out in the sun for hours, when in reality all you've done is accidentally watch your best friend play with himself.
You struggle to decide what to do with the video and in the end save the video without much thinking, then delete the message of it and decide to notify him of his mistake. As long as he doesn't know you saved it, it should be fine, right?
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It takes Hyunjin less than 10 minutes to make and get the coffee. He returns to his room humming the tune of a song he's had on repeat recently. Setting the coffee down on the desk and taking his phone off from the charger he notices new messages from you.
❣️:
Uhm...😕
Hyunjin, I don't think you meant to send that.
He looks at his screen confused. What did you mean by that? He...
Oh God.
Did he send the wrong video?
Frantically opening the video he sent earlier he sees himself, in video, move his hand off the phone camera and set it down the desk near his bed and sit down. Oh no...
"Hmm... I hope the angle's good... It's been so long since I've had time for this", video Hyunjin sighs and reaches up to move his hair from his eyes. His head may be out of frame but he clearly remembers pouting while saying this. He watches himself slowly unbutton and unzip his pants, adjusting them so that his boxers are clearly visible in frame. In the video his hand drifts towards his crotch slowly, teasingly.
He quickly exits the video and promptly shoves his head under his pillow and yells. He'd accidentally sent the wrong video while hurrying to get a cup of coffee. How could he have messed up this bad? In his panic, it takes him a moment to respond.
Jinnie:
Oh god
I'm so sorry!!
Please don't watch that!
❣️:
Don't worry!!!
I stopped watching the moment you started unzipping your pants😖
I saw nothing, promise!🙏 It's been deleted already!! 
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Little does he know though, you'd kept the video. You're not really sure why, but subconciously your brain keeps screaming' to finish it later, of course'.
...
Fuck it, you don't think you can wait until later.
Taking a deep breath, you open your gallery to find the video he sent you. You hesitate for a second but press play anyway. You can feel how you're already soaking through your underwear but pay no mind to it yet.
You watch him do the things you've seen already, all the way until he spits in his hand... and you pause the video. 'Is it right to watch this? I mean, he didn't mean to even send it...', you think to yourself.
But the thought of seeing him touch himself, to hear him make the sweetest noises you could ever in your wildest dreams imagine him making drives you on.
Pressing play again you dip your fingers into your pants. You rub yourself over your underwear and oh my god... you can't believe the wetness you feel after less than a minute of watching the video. You focus on the phone you're holding in your other hand and finally move your fingers into your underwear to directly touch your pussy.
On your screen you see Hyunjin start to stroke himself faster, the head of his dick a dark pink, you can feel his desperation through the screen. Without thinking you move your fingers to your clit and start rubbing it in circles, aided by the wetness of your leaking pussy.
He moans out loud and even though you can't hear it through the fog in your head, you know he's desperate. You move your fingers down to your hole and dip two of them in. You're so wet you barely need to even stretch yourself out and then he does it.
"Hngh... Oh my god, please... m-mommy!"
You push your fingers deeper and your pussy lets out he lewdest squelch which in turn makes you close your eyes desperately in pleasure. 'Mommy? When he masturbates he calls out for mommy??', the thought makes you lose your mind. You think about what it would be like if he called you mommy in the throes of pleasure.
You want to make him follow every command you give him. The way he'd look up at you on his knees with you standing above him. Maybe you could make him suck on a strap? He'd look so ridiculously delicious with his mouth full, drool dripping down his cheeks.
You add another finger and start rubbing at your clit with your thumb at the same time. The feeling makes you whimper and imagine his hands on you, teaching him how to touch you perfectly. You're getting so close and you remember to focus your screen again.
Hyunjin looks absolutely disheveled. His dick is red and throbbing, you can tell he's getting close. His voice is another thing that gives him away. He's whiny and his voice keeps cracking every time he opens his mouth. Hyunjin bucks into his hand and moans.
"... mommy, gonna cum...!", he strokes himself twice more and then finally cums. You're so close it's maddening. All the sudden you hear him... whisper your name?
It makes you go off the edge and your entire body clenches and seizes while you silently cry out from all the pleasure you're feeling. Your walls suck in your fingers with how you're clenching around them. On the screen Hyunjin twitches violently, working himself through the end of his orgasm.
You pull your fingers out of yourself and slump down on your bed exhausted, but the last 20 seconds of the video that's now over haunts you. Did you hear him right?
You gather strength to pick up your phone again and rewind the video to the part where he cums and turn the volume almost all the way up. Admittedly you end up fixating on the way his dick looks and face twists in pleasure when he cums and then he says, or more like whisper your name. Your brain blanks.
"Fuuck... Did you-haah... did you enjoy that?", he chuckles to the phone, sits in place for a bit to properly come down and then gets up to stop the video.
You're wet, confused and you can feel your heart beat out of your chest. What do you do now? How can you ever face him normally after that... Does he feel the same way you do? Is he sure he didn't mean to send it?
It's all too much to think about, so you decide that instead of thinking about it you'll clean yourself up and... crawl into a hole where no one will ever find you. Probably. The only thing you know for sure is you definitely won't be sleeping tonight.
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