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What are your kinks
feeling understood and loved and appreciated and safe with someone
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being a dom is only cool if people like you. otherwise it's super embarrassing. if you're a sub you can be like "ahhh i wanna get fucked superrr hard >w<" and it's kind of endearing. if you're a dom and you say "i want to FUCK someone.. who will be mommys little KITTY today .." and no one actually wants to have sex with you, you may as well kill yourself. because there's no coming back from that
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i. thigh-fucking with geto. ii. sub geto + dom reader, gender neu. iii. this is just a drabble, to make it up to ya’ll. ♡
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mmm.. imagine thigh-riding with geto.
imagine him squirming over you as you guide his hips, feeling his dick twitch against you. him leaning over to your ear and moaning and whining into your ear, begging for you to do something besides teasing him with only your thigh. you sliding up on his torso, making your way to his chest.
letting out a quiet whimper as you grabbed one of his boobs and pinched his nipples, making him subconsciously move his hips on his own. chills went through his body as he desperately fucked up his hips, thighs trembling against yours.
it wasn’t before long until he finally reached the peak of pleasure. “mmh.. p-please…” his words wondered off as his whole body tensed up, thigh now becoming even more wet as he came all over your thigh, trembling as he tries to come over his high. his head hung back as he tries to catch his breath back, letting out a squeak as you guide his hips against you again.
“ahnn..~! ffuck…” his body twitched against yours as you became more rough with your rhythm. “please.. just fuck me already..” letting out a desperate whine from his trembling body.
and who are you to resist him?
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hi guys, did’ya miss me?
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7kh · 2 years
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Smut writers of the real lesson are fucking insane. Na Hwajin's main cause is protecting and educating minors, there's no fucking way he's gonna fuck underaged y/n, that's counterproductive 💀
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7kh · 2 years
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♡ sub!kaeya, fucking surprise
♡cw: alcohol, god!reader, u are the anemo archon, gn reader, penetrative sex but no parts mentioned on either end, sort of dacryphilia, general cosmic knowledge bullshit
♡a/n: what am i doing. someone take this man away from me
“I think you’ve had a bit too much,” comes a flirtatious voice behind you. Though the first floor of the tavern is always crowded and cheerful, the second stays quiet enough for you to recognize the voice’s owner.
“What makes you say that?” you reply without turning around. The answer was obvious– empty glasses litter the table you’d claimed in the dim corner– but Kaeya wasn’t one for small talk. No, if he’d gone out of his way to find you, there was a more important reason.
Gloved hands press into the faded wood next to you, along with a glass that smells of Death After Noon, as the Captain leans over the table. “Rough day, was it?”
“I didn’t know you cared.”
“Is it so astonishing that I’d care for my God?”
Your hands playing with the splintering wood of the table stilled. There had always been cityfolk that knew your secret, but not many had so shamelessly flaunted their knowledge. It would seem fitting of the Spymaster to keep you on your toes. It wouldn’t be right, though, you decide, to let someone so brazen play games with a god.
“I didn’t take you for the type,” you answer measuredly, turning to meet his eye. “But then, I didn’t think I’d mentioned who I was to you before. Perhaps I’ve just scratched the surface in my perception of you.”
And perhaps the human drink has finally reached your brain, you think, as his visible eye glitters at your words. “Let’s get you home,” are the words that fall from his lips, neatly avoiding your implications. Fitting of the Knights, so good at backing out of impossible corners.
Your thoughts almost distract you from his next question.
“Where do you stay?”
You smile and lean in close, close enough Kaeya can hear you over the music and laughter of the tavern when you speak. “I don’t stay. I move where the winds lead me. And tonight, they’ve led me to you.”
He watches you, always so critical, as you lift his Death After Noon to your lips and let the sweet wine slide down your throat.
“Are you sure?” he asks, almost surprised. The wine hits your blood but does nothing to dull your mind. So difficult, to get drunk on the spirits of mortals. But there are other ways, you reason, to intoxicate oneself. And a new door just opened.
“Why wouldn’t I be?”
“You don’t have any sense of danger? No regard for your safety?”
You shift slowly, leaning in towards the Captain. “You overestimate yourself,” you murmur, slow and sure. “Do you think you know more than me? Do you think I haven’t watched over you since you stumbled into my land? Do you think you would have thrived here without my blessing?”
You move closer, close enough that your lips brush against his ear when you say, “Do you think I don’t know you better than you know yourself?”
Kaeya freezes for a minute, but manages to maintain his façade. “If we’re to continue this conversation, it should be when you’re sober,” he relents.
“Such kindness,” you reply. So much this mortal didn’t know, so much he thought he did. You decide to keep to yourself that the wine had nothing to do with your disposition.
The scenes of the tavern and the streets blur as calloused hands guide you outside and into the night. You smile to yourself quietly– you hadn’t even had to ask– as the lights of the townhouses come into view.
The first thing you notice is that the decoration is sparse. A boy from two broken families would want less to miss, but the reality of it brings you to your senses. The music and blurriness of the city fall away to the quiet understatedness of the apartment.
Wordlessly, you remove your shoes and cross the room to wrap your arms around the Captain’s slender waist from behind.
“Poor lonely boy,” you whisper to him, your voice deep and rasping. “So underappreciated, so hopelessly unaware of the love this city feels for you.” Your grip tightens, sliding down over his hips. “Let me show you how much Mondstadt loves you.”
“You’re Mondstadt itself, are you?” comes his reply, breathless and questioning. Kaeya turns in your hands, tracing the softly glowing veins of your arms from elbow to wrist. The new orientation allows for you to let your fingertips wander, closer to where you wanted them.
“Yes,” is your simple answer. “The city, the lands, the people. I thought you knew.”
His back arches into you at the command of a wandering hand.
“I know your value to my people,” you continue, other hand tugging at his bottom lip, admiring its fullness. “I know what you deserve, outlander. You have the blessing of the Anemo Archon, is that not enough for you?
His stunned silence keeps you talking– you’ve never seen the Cavalry Captain speechless before. “Few can say they’ve caught the attention of a god. Some might consider themselves honored. Some might praise and worship me. But I like you best because you wouldn’t do any of that at all.” You brush a stray lock of hair out of his face carefully. “Beautiful little thing, let me show you how wanted you are.”
“You’re awfully confident,” comes his reply, deliberate as he brings your hand on his face to his lips, sucking at the worn, scarred flesh.
The time between the exchange at the front door and arriving in bed seems nonexistent. You hover over the mortal, veins thrumming with magic as you move to rid him of his clothes.
His submission catches you off guard, however, when he melts into your touch, letting his eye flutter shut as your fingers swiftly work open the laces of his corset and belt with an adept familiarity, as if you had put them on the Captain yourself. When the buttons of his shirt come undone, you busy yourself with his chest, and when you finally manage to peel his tight pants down his thighs, your teeth sink into the soft brown skin of his stomach.
Desperate hips rock against your chin, looking for friction. When your exploring touch finds his tight rim, you hear a barely muffled gasp from above you. That’s what I’m looking for.
“Do you have anything to help with this?” you mumble against his skin, biting back a laugh when he clenches tighter at the sound of your voice.
“Bedside table”, he answers, desperately trying to hide the shakiness of his voice. You fish in the drawer until you draw up an oil, one you first remember being used for this purpose hundreds of years ago. You push the Knight’s knees apart.
“Just like that,” you murmur, pouring the shining golden liquid over your fingers. Before the excess can spill over your palms, you press it into him, deliberate and unceremoniously. Try as you might, your eyes never stray from between his thighs as you coax your toying fingers deeper. Deft and smooth as ever, you spread him open before your prying, all-seeing eyes, as if to peel away all his secrets with the display.
Kaeya’s sweet moans brought your attention back to the present, the present where you were feeling and human and vulnerable, where another ached just out of reach of your fingertips. The present, the reality, where you could realize how much you needed to be inside the mortal crying out and stuffed full of your digits as soon as possible.
The show of his hole spreading and twitching for you almost distracted your focus enough to forget your intentions. Almost, but not quite. You stare into his bottomless, starry eye as you slide into him.
Settling your hands around the halo of blue hair, you rolled your hips forward, tender and forgiving. “I love you,” you whisper as you feel his body tremble under yours.
“You’re d-drunk,” he accuses, gasping in time with your soft thrusts. “D-don’t say things like that unless you mean it.”
Your reply comes easily. “You think I don’t?” Your lips graze the soft incline of his cheekbones. “I speak for my city. I speak for my land and all of its people. I am the wind and sky, the lifeblood of the land.”
“I love you, Kaeya.”
“Ahhhh!”
“We are your home. We love you.”
“Don’t say that, I told you–”
“I am your home. I love you.”
It had been so, so long since anyone had told Kaeya that he was loved.
The cruel emotional overstimulation you insisted on putting him through makes tears shine in his eye; that unknowable, sparkling eye. It also makes him tighten around you again.
As Kaeya’s lips part in protest, you press his knees back against his chest and drive yourself in further, reaching down to draw his lips to yours. “I love you,” you repeat, quieter against his lips before tugging his lip into your teeth. You pretend not to notice the tears that wet your cheek.
Kaeya’s fingers dig into your back, pushing you deeper, closer, as if all he wanted was to end up in a world where only you would tell him he was loved, over and over, until he could understand. The sound of his orgasm is carried on the melody of a wordless sob. His tears stream down his face in rivers now, and you lick them off his face one by one, buried deep inside as he clings to you tightly.
Well done, you think to yourself, as the Knight shakes and sobs at your mercy. What better way to welcome a mortal home than to show him his god’s love firsthand?
—nawt betad bc i don’t have one still. ummm yea so sound off if this was good or not lmao edit: this was inspired by an ao3 user but found out they r a k*eluc freak so here we are
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7kh · 2 years
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bro cum back we miss u
i’m so sorry [cries] . i’ll come back soon. promise . ty for all the luv 🫶🏾
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7kh · 2 years
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didn’t post in a min… but i gotchu guys soon. 🖤
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i. it’s dainsleifs first time fucking you. ii. sub/top dainsleif + dom/bottom reader. iii. reader gets penetrated, guiding, cumming inside, overstimulation. i got lazy and didn’t write that much of a ending.
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dainsleif is diligent, and is very persistent in finding the answer to his own inquiry. due to this, he’s barely even have the time to relax, always pent up. or that was until he met you, of course.
dainsleif breathes out deeply, his cock buried deep into you. trying to keep his composure before he falls even more deeper into the pleasure. he grabs your hips tightly, all while feeling you clench and unclench on his cock.
you moan gently, turning your head slightly just to look at the blondes face. “haah.. you feel so good dain..”
dain sighed deeply to that.
“mmh.. start moving baby..”
dain looked down on you, witnessing and feeling all of you. in no time, you felt slow but deep strokes going in and out of you.
you know how badly dain had wanted this. he deserves it after all, and who are you to deny his pleasure?
you could hear him trying to supress his moans, but failed miserably. with each stroke he just couldn’t get enough of how good you feel, how warm and wet you are on the inside.
the slow thrusting drove you insane. it’s his first time ever penetrating you, but yet he’s hitting your sweet spot dead on. each thrust made you writhe and whine, and had a even more effect ok the man above you, gripping your hips so hard. surely it’s gonna leave a mark when he’s done.
his eyes were dazy, only focusing on you and only hearing your sweet moans. you fucked your hips against him and it triggered something in him, suddenly thrusting into you at a brutal pace than before. your whole body reacted to the sudden pace, but it wasn’t too long for you to sink in more into the pillow, arching your back even more for him.
he buried his face onto your shoulder all while keeping that brutal pace of his, moaning and whining into your ear hitting your sweet spot with every thrust. you held onto the sheets for support, tears welling up in your eyes.
“mmgh, ‘m sorry… sorry… but-fuck- you feel so good… too good..”
“ ‘s okay.. go faster love.. you’re gonna make me cum.. go faster..”
dains pace got faster, him groaning and moaning in your ear was driving you crazy. each stroke made your hips and legs shake, indicating that you’re gonna cum at any second.
“(n-name) you feel so good.. hng.. can i.. can i cum inside please… ‘m gonna cum.. fuck..”
“ah-huh, be a good boy and c-cum for me dain..”
his hips stuttered as he came inside you, allowing him to ride out his orgasm. following up with loud moans and groans in your ear, making your face heat up.
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i. you throat fuck childe. ii. sub! childe + dom! reader. iii. throat fucking, reader has a dick, but still gender neutral. this is a drabble, so it’s kinda short.
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childe is obsessed with your dick.
ever since you two met each other, every day he fantasizes about your dick. on many days he’d stare at your pants, didn’t really care if you noticed or not.
but today, he’s realllyyyy been testing you.
like c’mon, from the thigh rubbing in the meeting, hand dangerously close to your cock. now he’s right under you, looking up at you with his blue eyes, having that shitty smirk on his face, taking ever so tiny licks at your tip.
sooner or later, he went from licking your tip to sucking hard on it. you groaned as he bobbed his head, never going further than that.
you run your fingers through his hair, never letting your sight go off of him. still continuing his lick-and-suck method, all while keeping eye contact with you.
this turned childe on immensely. he loved pissing you off. he loved seeing you get fed up with him.
you can see his hard on, precum leaking through his pants.
you grab both sides of his face, thumbs caressing his cheek. he’s a tad bit confused on why you were doing this, but of course he didn’t complain. you smiled warmly before slamming his face down, taking all of your cock. there’s a visible bulge on his throat, adam’s apple growing in size.
his throat is so tight and warm..
childes eyes open in shock, but quickly turned into eyes that showed absolute bliss and pleasure.
his body gets goosebumps with every stroke, dick twitching and leaking precum even more than before.
the sound of gargling and skin slapping filled the room. childe looks like a fucking mess now, drool dripping down his chest, tears streaming down his face. all while still having that shitty smirk on his face.
his groans and moans vibrates on your cock, making you go more harder and rough, causing him to grip on your thighs for support.
his eyes roll back, head cloudy from you fucking his throat, head cloudy from being absolutely used.
“mmh- fuck childe… you’re gonna make me cum…” you groaned, hot, thick semen going down his throat, a little bit dripping at the sides of his mouth. his whole body shivers, pants getting more wetter by him cumming untouched.
you let a low hum as you pulled him off your dick, a string of saliva mixed with cum connected to you and his tongue. he looks up at you, flushed face with dried tears, wiping off the rest of cum on his face while sallowing whats already in his mouth.
“good boy..” you cooed, caressing his cheek once more.
his throat, his whole face, and his knees especially hurts. but still has the nerve to ask you to go again.
but who are you to resist him?
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7kh · 2 years
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vibrator with albedo or scaramouche.... heehee
i. using a vibrator on scaramouche. ii. scaramouche + dom! reader. iii. degradation, use of a vibrator, scaramouche uses he/she/they here, you call him a good girl. mentions of cock is used, but you can imagine it as a strap.
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the very cunning individual, who has a very low tolerance towards his own acquaintances who constantly boasts his hobby of exerting his authority to people he seems as inferior.
so how was it that you have him hands tied above his head, back arching with you teasing him with a vibrator?
you could barely make out the events that happened prior to this, but now all you’re focusing on is scaramouche being right under you, squirming with hot tears streaming down his face.
she laid on her back, arching with every movement of the vibrator and every word that came out of your mouth. they had absolutely no idea how long this’ve been going for, but what he did know is each touch from the vibrator grazing their tip was driving her nuts.
“you gotta stay still for me scara, unless you want me to lift this vibrator off you.” you gave him a threatening glare as he shakes their head, “no, no! please don’t… i’ll stay still… jus’ please don’t stop..”
“good girl.”
you raised the setting higher once more and could see her eyes widening, chest going up and down and full body just trembling.
you could hear scaramouches little gasps for air and loud whimpers slowly becoming more and more rapid, his legs trembled as you move the vibrator side by side on his tip.
their hands grabbed your arms, hips, face, anything that he can hold onto. your hand lifted ever so slightly at his gestures and without any second thought she started begging.
“ffuckkkk… mgh- please- please master, please let me cum..” his whining and begging filled your ears combined with her face and body flushed and cheeks stained with tears set you off.
“mmm… who woulda known that the sixth of the fatui harbingers would call somebody they don’t even know ‘master’. have you got no shame, slut?” you spat.
your degrading words obviously didn’t reach him, too horny and overstimulated to care or give a snarky remark back.
to her surprise and lack of time to react, you flip her over, her pretty face now down on the pillow and ass straight up to the air. you grab the bottle of lube and squirted it onto your hands, scaramouches body flinching at the sudden coldness he feels in his ass.
surprisingly, his hole wasn’t too tight. after a couple of minutes you put in a second finger, while sliding down your other hand to her dick, causing scaramouche to let out a slutty moan as he was gripping the sheets.
“huh. so you’ve done this before… not much expected considering how good you’ve been holding up eariler. i think you deserve a award, hm?” scaramouche barely had the time to respond as you took your fingers out and slammed your dick in his hole.
“mmgfh, aAH…” his face was shoved into the pillow, muffling all of his needy whines and cries. you pounded into him as you jerk him off. he pushed his hips back on your cock, using you as if you’re some type off sex toy. you immediately held him in place, removing your hand from their dick, grabbing his hips, keeping it in place as you continue to fuck him.
he grabbed the sheets she was originally holding onto even tighter, body shaking and tensing up with each stroke you make. his whole head was foggy, he only felt how good you feel inside of him, the slutty squelching sounds thats coming from his hole, how badly he wanted to cum.
you grabbed a fist ball of hair, making scaramouches face meet yours, muffled sounds now wide in the open, being even louder than before.
“does my pretty whore wanna cum?” you manage to force out your throat.
“mgh- y..yes..! please master let me cum, i want it soso badly…” voice cracking, one of the only words that came out of his mouth.
“you can cum now, slut.” your last words to him, as you put your final thrust into him.
“yesyesyes… oh fuck- mmgh.. thank you so much master, thankyouthankyouthankyou…” she slurred , as she went limp on the bed after she came.
you lie down next to her, moving your body over so you can wipe her tears off her face and cleaning yourselves off.
“mm, you did really well. i don’t know when or where we’re gonna meet, but lets have some fun again. ❤︎”
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shiggy + dabi + twice + mr compress tag team pls 🤭🤭 make em all submissive bc yes
Warnings: temperature play, orgy, blow jobs, eating someone out, (twice uses his clones), voyerisum?, sub!dabi, sub!twice, sub!shigiraki, sub!mrcompress, praising, AFAB reader.
NOTES: DABI, MR COMPRESS, TWICE, AND SHIGGY SUB?? OH MY. Also this isn’t very much proofread and stuff.. this is also my first time writing like 5 people having sex so 😭 take this how you will
I don’t really know how this will work BUT I WILL TRY MY BEST.
(Also my boyfriend sent me this I just realized)
This was probably the most exciting night of your life, you’d been in the league for about a month but you didn’t expect to be “this” friendly with the rest.
You had Dabi massaging your chest, lightly using his quirk to heat them up. You weren’t originally into much temperature play but just this massaging in yourself was so arousing.
“Such a pretty chest.. so pretty.. m’ wanna touch them all the time..”
It wasn’t making it any better that shiggy was gripping on your thighs, consisting to suck and lick your Clint repeatedly, you originally didn’t think he’d be so good at pussy-eating.
“Taste so good- so good need- need more please.. please.. mmn..”
Twice didn’t know what to do, he had had sex before but he didn’t exactly.. he got it. He remembered you saying before this all starting that using his clones would be hot as fuck, so you had three of his clones on you. One biting on your thighs, one on your neck, and another one licking around your breasts (attempting to work his dabi’s hands)
“Your skin.. so soft and plush.. I could taste you forever baby, you’re so sweet and perfect and-“
Mr Compress was definitely different from the bunch, he had asked you to give him a blowjob afterwards, but the group didn’t oblige! They had insisted on you sucking his dick, shiggy holding your love handles and fucking you like his life depends on it, and twices clones helping dabi in more ways in one.
Eventually they all got to suck mr compress off, but the most cock hungry on was shiggy.
“Mmn- so good- need m- more please-“
It was honestly so arousing you had all started getting off from it, shiggy was definitely the most cock hungry out of everyone here and he didn’t really try to hide it.
Sucking off Dabi wasn’t as bad as you thought at first, until he gripped your head and started face fucking you mid-way into his orgasm.
“Your mouth- feels so good.. so good…”
“Be a.. be a good boy.. and never do that again.”
Now twice wasn’t bad.. he just necessarily never had his dick sucked up until now, so you decided to tease him a bit and give him kitten licks on the tip. You didn’t want him to use his clones, it would just be you and him. He was gripping onto to the plush chair he was in, his head thrown back as he whimpered and whined all he could.
“Please- baby oh god, your tongue.. I’m gonna cum sooner or later if you just keep moving your tongue.. just like that.. please..”
Twice was the most persistent and kinder one of them all, he even insisted you take a break from sucking the rests cocks! You told him you were fine and took a small break with some water, that was nice.
(I’m gonna cut it off right here but I’ll continue later! This is very long and I have a headache.)
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7kh · 2 years
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oh lord im boutta -
MOMMIES FAVORITE!!
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mommy kink, sub mikey, mikey with a big dick, praise, mirror sex, black gender neutral reader, dacryphilia, lingerie on male, feminine male and nicknames? Idk.
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This isn’t teenage Mikey btw y’all lmfao this is his time skip, either one you like works I just wanted to specify so y’all don’t jump me 💀
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“Mn.. no .. good slut s’- too.. mm.. such a good slut..”
“Yes you are baby, yes you are.. look in the mirror and say it again for mommy.”
Mikey was hiccuping through his attempts to speak to you, poor baby couldn’t figure out the right words to say since he was too lost in pleasure :((( your hands and the vibrator on his huge cock was causing his mind to fog, drooling uncontrollably and not even trying to shut his mouth.
“You’re such a dirty slut hm? Such a pretty girl for me in the mirror?”
“M’ so pretty.. just for you.. so pretty for.. for mommy.. and only mommy.”
You loved this side of Mikey, you loved being able to lay behind him, your tits sitting on his shoulders as you stroked him, slowly but agonizingly perfect as the vibrator turned up higher and higher by the second. You even had him a cut dark navy blue lingerie set just for him :(( his panties being stained with Precum the moment he put them on was so embarrassing, his cheeks flushed red ever since you picked it out.
“mommy- m’ wanna cum- can I cum- need to cum- m’ be a good boy and wait for mommy.. please mommy pretty please..”
“You can baby, such a perfect baby for me.”
Those last words of encouragement was all he needed, his face having hot tears run down his cheeks, his drool long dropped on the floor from the constant waves of pleasure.
He didn’t hold back cumming, his whines and whimpers mixed with “thank you’s” and “mommy’s” when you increased your speed faster and faster on his cock.
“Love you.. love mommy so much. Mommy so.. so goodd.. love.. love you mommy.”
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i. you try a monster dildo on kazuha. ii. sub! kazuha + dom! gender neu. reader. iii. monster dildo, dacryphilia.
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“hey, kazuha, you wouldn’t mind if we tried something new tonight, right?”
you look up at him with questioning eyes as you rub the inner-part of his thighs, each stroke getting ridiculously close to his crotch. “c’monnn… it’ll be fun! and it’ll feel sooo good….” looking at the inhuman, girthy dildo, with ripples on its base, purple on the tip fading into a dark blue.
“i can assure you it’ll feel great. you have nothing to be worried about kazu.” you can see kazuha’s slightly discomforted face being more relaxed now, relaxing his whole body while he’s at it.
“sure, lets try it. i trust you, (name).”
you squirt lube onto your fingers, then you slowly inserted one into his hole, adding more as you go on. with every finger you put in, every single jab on his prostate, he grew even more impatient.
“mggahh… (name) please..” kazuha impatiently begged in a whiney voice, breath haggard with every stroke of your fingers.
“please what, kazu? you have to use your words baby.” you said, still keeping the rhythm of your fingers as they were before.
“i… i want you to put it in already… please..”
you looked at him with loving eyes, wasting no time getting the dildo you oh-so have been dying to try out.
you squirted more lube on the dildo, using ur hand to evenly spread out the lube.
you lift up his leg as you aligned the dildo to his hole, then slowly pushing it in. it didn’t take even a second for kazuha to let out a yelp, the size and shape of the dildo was definitely not something he was used to. but the way the ripples slide against his walls was making him go crazy.
you fasted your pace as you jerk his dick, squelching and moans filling up the room.
as you started fucking him with the dildo while simultaneously jerk his dick, his lewd moans grew louder and louder. "ahn- ah- oh fuckk- ah- ple- ahhh~" kazuha moaned out shamelessly, head thrown back, eyes unfocused, he was so horny he could barley even handle it. fucking himself onto the dildo, desperately wanting to feel the ripples glide against his walls again.
his dick twitched in your hand, feeling his precum dripping onto your fingers. you can tell he was getting close. every time you stopped your hand on his cock or stopped moving the dildo, he’d buck his hips up just to keep going.
he looked like a fucking mess. sweat dripping from his face, all the way down to his toned body. tears streaming down his flushed face while drooling, but he didn’t care. he was in udder bliss and was only thinking about you, how good you’re making him feel.
“mmahh… please let me cum…” kazuha whined, weakly bucking up his hips once more.
“mm? does my baby wanna cum?” you coo’ed, as much as you’d love to keep going, it’ll have to end sooner or later.
kazuha nodded almost instantly, still holding himself back from coming. all he needed was your permission, then he’ll reach full pleasure.
“hmm…. ‘kay, cum for me kazu. cum alll over my hand.”
“mmgh- oh- cumming, ‘m gonna cum..!” it wasn’t too long till he came all over your fingers and his stomach, body that was once tense now finally relaxing on the bed.
you fell right beside him, turning over to see him, nearly about to sleep. you slowly caress his cheek.
“you did so good baby, i’m so proud of u.” kazuha didn’t give much of a response, but he did take what you said to the heart. you loved him so much.
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7kh · 2 years
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ROOK IMAGINE !!
This has a black gender neutral reader btw whoopsie
No warnings because it’s late and I’m tired + no cute theme lol I’ll do another later
Imagine rook waking up with you in bed, y’know a casual morning a casual school day and he texts you to meet him outside of campus for wtv reason, he pulls out a small tiny purple remote and a vibrator which made you tilt ur head and look at him like he was a mad man (which he is) but you honestly couldn’t deny since he HAS been persuading you to do this for a while
“Rook why would I do this. It’s a Friday can’t you wait til tomorrow?” you had to look up at him since he’s above average height
“Come on baby! There’s just 3 more hours left of school, after this is over I can fuck your brains out for you! Any position you want.. pleeeaasseeee?~”
You looked up at him with an irritated face, scrunching up your button nose while squinting your eyes. He did know all of your favorite positions, and he did know how to make you cry, and he knew your sweet spot..
“Fine nigga, you get 2 hours.”
“2 and a half.”
“2 hours and 10 minutes.”
“Deal sweetheart.”
So there you were, sitting in history listening to god knows what. You were already passing a handful of your classes so you didn’t need to pay attention, it’s just that you KNEW rook was fucking with you. Everytime you locked eyes in the hallways you could see him putting his hand in his pocket to turn the vibrator up and down rapidly. You nearly tripped a few times because of it and he laughed at you everytime, doing a smug smile every single time behind that stupid ass hat of his.
Finally, school was over.
You quite literally bolted into his room, stumbling over your shoelaces a few times and bumping into some random with blue hair, that didn’t matter though. You just needed to get into his room IMMEDIATELY.
“ROOK, OPEN THIS DAMN DOOR.”
creeeeaaaakkkkk “Yesssss?”
Thank god you had a boyfriend who was athletic and knew how to use his fingers. Every curl of his fingers, every thrust, every rub of them. It felt too good. He had you in his lap, the vibrator still inside of you while he fingered you, his other hand rubbing your clit vigorously, you had to hold his shirt and bury your face into it so nobody walked in because of the muffled moans.
“Ah ah ah, good sluts don’t fight getting fingered? You barged into my room to argue and fell into my hands like putty, don’t think you’re gonna leave this room by tonight. You did give me permission to use you and ruin you on my cock and fingers hm? Cmon. Answer me or did I already break that pretty little head of yours?”
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7kh · 2 years
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😫😫😫
MOMMY? SORRY.
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!! WARNINGS !! :
Mommy Kink, AFAB Childe, strap/cock (wtv you want but I use cock), impact play, fingering, overstimulation, Fem leaning-Gender neutral reader, Brat Childe, first time, degrading/praising, cream pie?
NOTES :
I’m in a devious mood (devious smile) also this is porn without plot, I didn’t feel like doing a build up since I have a major headache.
WORD-COUNT :
699
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He was so pretty, the way he spasmed over your fingers everytime you hit his g-spot was a sight to behold. He let out the cutest moans, his voice cracking everytime you hit deep enough to roll his eyes back.
“You- you bastard- I never said you could domina- hn- dominate in be-“
You quickly used your fingers to gag him, making him choke on his words as his saliva drips and slides down his neck onto his perfectly toned chest.
“Ah ah, if you want more I need you to beg for me baby, cmon I know you want to..”
“Like I would beg for- MNGH!~”
You looked at him, removing your fingers quickly and put him in missionary, not wasting any time in putting your cock into him. He had been prepped before so it wasn’t as painful as he expected.
His breath was haggard, barely struggling to talk as you moved your cock in and out of his hole, you had to stretch him out anyways since it was his first time. He had lied before saying he could totally have you begging under him, yet you proved him wrong in more ways than one.
“Cmon baby, you don’t wanna moan? Hm? I’ll go faster if you let out the finest whimper for me. Cmon, moan for mommy.”
“I would- I would never- mnn- moan for s-someone like you- not in a-“
You raised your hand up, slapping his ass as hard as you can, leaving it red which most likely needed to be tended for later. But he didn’t care, his mind went blank for a second, that one slap threw him over the edge and ripped out the loudest moan you think he would produce this whole night. Bingo.
15.. minutes.. later
“MOMMY- mommy s’ too- too good- deeper- mmmore.. m’ need more- please mommy- I’ll be a good boy- your good boy- pleasepleaseplease..”
You had him up against a wall, his legs over your shoulders and you thrusted in and out of him. Hot tears fell down his cheeks every time you praised him, he even smiled when you degraded him. How slutty.
“Such a slut aren’t you? Your cunt keeps getting tighter and tighter the more I degrade you, but when I praise you, you moan out like a good boy. Yeah? Such a pretty boy you are.”
Those words made him melt like putty in your hands. He was your good boy, the best boy ever doing whatever you asked, yes he was a brat at times but it always led him back to being fingered and kissed by you every time. Childe doesn’t know what made him so cock hungry this night but he thanks whatever lend him to this point cause he was just about to-
“Ouh- oh mommy- mommy please- m’ need to cum mommy- need to do badly- please- s’ close- s’ close y/n..”
That was all you needed to hear.
You smiled at him, pushing your lips together as you groaned into his mouth, his hot, red, dried tear face was so beautiful in your eyes. He was so pretty ruined like this you couldn’t resist cumming inside, you just needed his consent.
“Yes please- need you mommy- need your cum in me so badly- m’ want you to fill me up mommy- need it- need it so badly-“
You did one last thrust, truly putting a meaning to knocking the lights out of someone, because as soon as you locked eyes with him you swore you saw hearts in his. He threw his head back and moved his hips on your cock, riding out his high as he let out high pitched whimpers and whines. All of this caused you to cum inside of him as well, it felt so good. The hot sticky substance filling his walls was addicting, you couldn’t get enough and started all over again, getting an expected reaction out of Ajax.
“too much- s’ too much- mommy- mommy please- Y/N, s’ too much.. s’.. s’ too good.. too good.. more- need you to fill me up more- please..”
This would be a long night.
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じょーすけ
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7kh · 2 years
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Why are YOU up.
why r U up?
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