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https-beloved · 2 years

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a drunken mess.

- ˏˋ ✎ wc: 623

- ˏˋ ✎ pairing: drunk!beidou x fem!reader

- ˏˋ ✎ contains: nsfw content, dubcon (beidou forces reader to drink alcohol, reader protests), fingering, oral, overstimulation, slight orgasm control, temperature play, humiliation/teasing, name-calling (slut, whore), insertion i think it's called? (empty bottle in v as makeshift dildo)

Drunk!Beidou who forces you to sit on her lap when you try to take the bottle of booze away. She has an arm around your waist to keep you from running, while she forces you to drink a half-empty bottle of booze with the other to get you drunk.

Drunk!Beidou who kisses you to muffle your slurred protests as she pulls your top down to expose your tits. She squeezes them while pinching and twisting your hardened nipples. She revels in your cries, prompting her to play with them further until they ache.

Drunk!Beidou who spreads your legs open with her knees, lifting your skirt and pushing aside your panties to access your sopping wet cunt. She sticks two of her fingers in, teasing you for getting so wet just from having your tits played with.

Drunk!Beidou who fingers you while her thumb flicks your sensitive clit. Your hips bucked, rocking back and forth, prompting her to fuck you faster. She peppers your neck with kisses, her lips going to your jawline before latching onto your earlobe to suck and bite.

Drunk!Beidou who doesn't stop when you cum on her fingers. She loves overstimulating you, loves seeing your convulsing body cum a second time before it can recover from your first orgasm. She rocks you back and forth on her lap, cooing as you recover from your second orgasm.

Drunk!Beidou who spins you around and makes you lie down on the table, lifting your legs to rest the back of your knees on her shoulders. She grabs a cold bottle of booze from the cooler beside her feet, using her teeth to pop the cap off. She only smiles deviously when you ask her what she's doing.

Drunk!Beidou who slowly pours the cold liquid down your puffy slit, talking about how she wants to taste two of her favourite things at the same time. She laughs when you squirm, loving the way you bite your lip as you adjust to the temperature of the liquid being poured on your pussy.

Drunk!Beidou who gets down on her knees, softly blowing against your alcohol-and-cum-covered cunt, making you gasp. Grabbing a hold of your thighs, she starts devouring your alcohol-mixed juices, licking until she's lapped up every single drop.

Drunk!Beidou who sticks her fingers into your cunt, twisting and curling them to hit your sweet spots, while her tongue flicks and swirls around your clit. Your legs wrapped around the back of her head, pulling her closer to your gushing pussy.

Drunk!Beidou who stops just before you can cum, leaving you whining on the table. She grabs the recently-emptied bottle, teasing your needy cunt with the rim. She mockingly asks if you're willing to cum from getting fucked by a bottle or not cum at all, watching you nod your head furiously with cheeks flushed in embarrassment.

Drunk!Beidou who calls you a needy little slut, so desperate to get off from a bottle, as she rams it into your tight hole. She's merciless, sloppily slamming the makeshift dildo in and out on a quick pace as your back arches. The table creaks, the sound mixing in with your moans and the sounds of your wet cunt.

Drunk!Beidou who clamps a hand over your mouth when you cum, screaming into her palm. She teases you for being such a shameless whore, asking if you wanted the entire crew to hear you getting fucked by their captain. She pops the bottle out of your cunt, sliding her tongue over the surface to taste your juices.

Drunk!Beidou who doesn't stop fucking you 'til you're dumb, making you cum over and over until the break of dawn.

#beidou x reader #genshin x reader #genshin smut #genshin imagines #beidou smut #beidou imagines #—genshin minis #—spicy minis

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heysweetbee · 9 months

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I’m pretty great at… tying shoes :3

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da-birb-writes-sometimes · 8 months

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Feelings Thawed

Character; Cater Diamond

Content; Fluff, gender-neutral reader, pining, ice skating (to various degrees of success)

Word Count; 650+

Author's Note; This is a present/thank you to my mutual @i-like-forgs. I hope you enjoy this ice skating scene with Cater, and that you get to skate soon!

As a reminder, do not put my work — or others for that matter — into AI as it steals. Link to Masterlist

The brisk wind bit at your nose, and you pulled up your scarf, trying to keep away the offending wind. Around you it was a winter wonderland, all made possible in the temperate conditions thanks to Cater, who was filming you skating around on the frozen pond’s surface.

“You know,” you hollered, making sure that you caught his attention, “you should join me! It’s fun!” You came to a stop by the pond’s edge, where Cater was standing with a large thermos.

Cater just shot you a wink, handing you the thermos. “This is for you though, silly!”

He was deflecting, you could tell; behind that bright and cheery smile that he always seemed to wear around others, you knew when there was something off with Cater. You accepted the thermos though, and took a sip of the spicy apple cider, still piping hot.

You gave him a look and pulled lightly on his coat sleeve. “Yes, but it’s more fun with others, come on Cater!” You stepped back onto the ice, and slowly skated near him, waiting with an eager smile.

He looked at you, and then back at the ice, but he stayed standing in the light snow, shooting you that smile. “But I can’t take photos if I’m out there with you!” He scratched at the back of his neck.

Liar. “Cater,” you looped back around and stepped onto the bank, balancing on your skates, “do you not know how to skate?”

Cater’s smile turned sheepish, and his ‘ahahaha, looks like my gig is up’ chuckle made its appearance. He had been found out. “Never got the chance to,” he hid his face slightly in his scarf, either to keep the cold at bay or to hide that his cheeks were turning pink. “So I’d just slow ya down.”

You took his hand into yours, “Well, I could teach you if you wanted. Just a warning though, you’re gonna fall on your butt a lot, might get a few bruises.”

Cater looked down at your entwined hands. Mittens and gloves separated your skin from touching one another, but Cater could swear that he could feel the sensation nonetheless through the layers of fabric.

“You would? Even if I pull you down with me?”

The last question wasn’t just about the ice skating; Cater didn’t want to force you to do anything that you didn’t want to… and that included being his friend. His heart seemed to whisper stronger emotions though, but he didn’t want to ruin what the two of you had.

You walked him out to the ice, and the both of you swiftly fell down on the ice, hard. But you just laughed and got right back up again, “Well, we did just fall. There isn’t anything scary about falling down; yes it stings and might leave a gnarly bruise, but in order to move forward we have to fall and get back up. So yes, is what I guess I’m saying.”

Cater looked up at you, the sun illuminating you and the snow glittered behind you. You were holding your hand out again, waiting for him. And Cater took your hand.

It took him a while to get the hang of it, and he fell down quite a bit, but every time he fell down you helped him back up. And by the time that the sun was setting in the west, the both of you were cold, and both were going to wake up tomorrow with some bruises. It was fun though, which is all that mattered… but that whisper in Cater’s heart was by now singing, and maybe he would listen to it, but for now, he was happy with how the way things were, and he wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world, especially with how much you had smiled today. Your smile and knowing that you had fun with him was enough.

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Tags; @eynnwwyjth, @ithseem, @krenenbaker, @silvers-numberonefan, @twistwonderlanddevotee, @xxoomiii

#twst #twst x reader #twst x gn reader #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland x gn reader #cater diamon #cater diamond x reader #cater diamond x gn reader #i decided to let you decide how reader feels about cater since it allows for various possibilities #also decided to go with cater since i only had the dorm headcanons with him; and he deserved his own drabble #i hope you like this when you get the chance to read it ryo ^v^#thank you for your support; even if it does give me a mini stroke when you break my tumblr notifications #decided for spicy apple cider as its something i can see cater liking (not super sweet but still warm to keep you warm in the cold)#this is also a thank you for crashing a mutuals wedding and stopping a union; i used my writing as enticement to stop it <3 #let's see how the cater simps react to this; hoping you guys enjoy!

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nikkinelson1313 · 3 months

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missing the sunshine 💛

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beatricebeau · 3 months

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Like my heels?

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dumbsterbb · 2 months

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i see u peeking up my skirt

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{links if u want to see more of me}

#dumbsterbb #mine #mini skirt #voyerurism #upskurt #late night tumblr #short skirt #k!nks #k!nk blog #bd/sm kink #perfect butt #18+ only #send dirty asks #submisive and breedable #spicy accountant #egirl noods

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clarabellexyz · 1 month

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hope this isn’t a dealbreaker 💕

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opscuritas · 6 months

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I figured out the best use of Crowley's tie

#here you have this spicy mini comic #myart #good omens #aziracrow #ineffable husbands #ineffable spouses #go2 fanart #go aziraphale #david tennant #go crowley #good omens s3 #michael sheen #crowley x aziraphale #anthony j crowley

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graciegreyyxo · 2 days

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Would you hire me as your naughty secretary?

❤ All my links❤

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apomaro-mellow · 1 year

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Inspired by this post where the older kids get walkie-talkies

“Hey Birdie, is the Master with you?”

Steve’s call got no response, even though he knew Robin never went far without her walkie-talkie.

“Birdie? Is the Master with you?”

Steve was about to get irate until he realize why she wasn’t responding and let out the biggest sigh and eye roll.

“Is the Master with you? Over.”

Finally a crackle came on. “He is indeed. Over.”

“Can you tell him to bring some chocolate chips when you guys come over? ....Over.”

“Can do! Over.”

“Excuse me”, Eddie’s voice came on the line. “Why doesn’t Birdie get the shopping list? Over.”

“Because she’ll either forget to go to the store, or go and get distracted and buy everything except what I asked for. Over.”

“You know me so well~ Over.”

“This is blatant favoritism. Over.”

“I’ll give you the first pick of cookies for your troubles. Over.”

“Complain rescinded.”

Steve smiled. “What was that?”

“Complaint rescinded. Over.”

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It had started with Nancy giving them the walkie-talkies, which seemed out of character for her until she gave the reason. They were only able to save Max because they had instant communication. And when they couldn’t reach the gang in California, it felt hopeless. So it had been a precaution. If anything happened, they’d have these. Spring Break came and went. As did the rest of spring. And their purpose quickly went from emergency communication to anything that came to their minds. The first time the kids found out about it, they decried copying.

Nancy was quick to say theirs was more serious. And it was true to an extent. They had codenames, they had protocols they followed. No one ever said Code Red without meaning it. The one time it had been used, Steve called on it after Robin got hit by a car trying to save a kid. If you asked anyone else, they would’ve said he was hysterical. If you asked Steve, he was appropriately concerned for his friend who was hanging by a thread. She walked away with a bruised rib and a couple of stitches.

“This is Wave Rider, asking for permission to land. Over”, Argyle said.

“This is the Master, you are granted. Over.”

Both boys gave each other goofy grins as they stood across from each other in front of Eddie’s trailer.

“Nancy would kill you two if she saw you using them in close proximity”, Jonathan said.

“What she won’t know won’t kill her, right?”, Eddie said.

“You don’t need to tell him twice”, Argyle grinned.

Jonathan gave him a good-natured nudge while the three of them went inside.

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Steve and Robin had left Family Video and now worked at a nearby convenience store. The You Suck/Rule board had returned. Dustin vaguely remembered it. When he saw all the You Suck tallies, he figured Steve was repeatedly striking out with girls again.

“Maybe you should give up on chicks for a while”, he said one day, when he came for a slushie. “Doesn’t seem like it’s your forte nowadays.”

Steve slumping onto the counter made sense. But Robin’s raucous laughter, not so much.

“This is Birdie to Jonner-Than-You, come in. Over.”

“Jonner-Than-You here, Birdie. What’s your status? Over.”

“Apparently Loverboy here needs to give up on women. Dusty Buns says they’re not his forte.”

Dustin was about to argue that call sign when he heard Jonathan laugh the loudest he had ever heard.

Unbeknownst to him, the board wasn’t for whenever Steve struck out with girls. It was specifically when he struck out with Eddie whenever he came into their little corner of 7-11 heaven.

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“Big Wheel to the Master. Come in. Over.”

“The Master reporting. What’s up? Over.”

“Is Mini Wheels with you? Over?”

There was what could only be described as indignant squawking on the other end of the line. That confirmed her brother was indeed on the other end of the call.

“That’s a roger on that. Over.”

“Tell him that even if he’s in high school, he still has a curfew. And I’m not covering for him again. Over.”

“I’ll make sure he gets the message. Over.” Eddie looked over to Mike. “Hey Mini Wheels!”

“Stop calling me that!”

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The six of them had gotten together for an afternoon hangout that slowly trickled down. Nancy had to get home, Jonathan left to meet up with a study group, and as day turned to night, Argyle drove Robin to her shift at the store. Which left Eddie and Steve alone at the Harrington Residence to finish off the movie they’d started.

Steve could do this. He could be smooth. He’d been striking out because the fact it was Eddie and not just some random girl made the stakes higher. Made him doubt himself. But the King Steve shit hadn’t been totally a lie. He could bring back just a bit. Enough to get Eddie to melt in his hands.

It started with playing with his hair and giving him meaningful looks. He’d made out with girls while a movie was on a bunch of times. Depending on how ready they were, it could be easy to pull them out of it.

When Eddie looked for too long at his lips, Steve knew he had him.

“Can I try something?”, Steve asked while curling a long lock around his finger.

Eddie nodded hesitantly before swallowing. “Y-yeah, go for it, dude.”

Steve leaned in slow, giving Eddie a chance to back out. He didn’t. The kiss was slow and warm and Steve’s hand went deeper into his hair. When he pulled away, Eddie came with him for a second kiss. This one went deeper and had Eddie pushing Steve back against the couch. When they parted this time, Steve felt like he was in a daze, when a realization came to him.

He jolted up, nearly knocking Eddie off the couch as he reached for the walkie-talkie. “This is Loverboy to Birdie. Put a point down for I rule cause Harrington’s still got it baby!”, he said, snapping excitedly.

“Bullshit”, Robin replied.

Eddie took the device from Steve. “This is the Master, confirming the Harrington does in fact, still have it. Over.” He then dropped the walkie-talkie onto the floor and went back to kissing Steve.

Argyle had made the astute observation that Robin had put down a tally right after he’d done a transaction with Steve, but Eddie hadn’t wanted to believe he had anything to do with that scoreboard.

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“This is Jonner-Than-You, confirming the retrieval and delivery of five nuggets and a tall drink. Over.”

“Loverboy responding, it’s supposed to be six nuggets, a tall drink, and three sides. Over.”

“Mad Max went off to have dinner with Lucky Number and the sides are not cooperating. Over.”

“You tell the rest of that club that they better get their asses in that van. Nancy, Argyle, and I didn’t slave over a hot stove just for them to-”

Jonathan held up the walkie to the rest of the Hellfire club to hear all of Steve’s tirade. No one turned down an invitation to Sunday dinner. No one.

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The six of them laid out in the middle of a field, blissed out. For once, none of them had anywhere to be or anything to do. A perfect opportunity to waste time by passing a joint and watching the sky.

Jonathan picked up his walkie-talkie. “This is Jonner-Than-You reporting in. I love you guys.”

“Birdie to Jonner-Than-You, I love you too.”

“Um, Loverboy to Birdie. You’re supposed to love me best. Over.”

“Wave Rider responding. There’s enough love to go around. You should know that Loverboy.”

“You guys are high as fuck. Over”, Eddie said.

“Big Wheel to the group. Quit wasting your batteries. Over.”

“Birdie to Big Wheel. Not until you admit you love us. Over.”

That started a chant of “Love us. Love us.” through the walkie-talkies which made it reverberate even more until Nancy was covering her ears and everyone ditched the walkie-talkies to dog pile on top of her. Only then did she admit she loved these idiots.

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batbitestoys · 2 months

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Don't talk to me or my son ever again

(yes the nibble size is hollow) 🥰

#spicy silicone #indietc #fantasy toys #silicone #adulttoys #monster fucker #dongblr #terato #ftmtoys #ftm mini pen #ftm sleeve

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kenzieplayz96 · 1 year

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soubi122 · 1 year

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Giving In - Sano Manjiro

All, I will be super slow in releasing stuff. This one just got finished quicker than the others. :)

Smut, friends to lovers, short stories, one shot. ALL ADULTS - 🚫NO MINORS PLEASE! 🚫

Mikey

It was 2am and you both were still out roaming the streets. Nothing beats riding around in the dead of night to clear your head. He was your closest friend and often your shoulder to lean on. “Can I stay at your place?” You ask him while burying your face into his back. He was zooming down the streets and you didn't want to go home. There was not much waiting for you anyways. “Yeah, but you're sleeping on the couch.” He chuckles and speeds up.

Arriving at his place, you kicked off your shoes and asked him for a t-shirt. Here was the drill - change and get ready for bed. But he'd always get changed in front of you to get you all flustered and turn off the lights, allowing you to change in the dark. You'd think he'd be facing the other way but often he'd be facing you - wanting to see how your silhouette moves as you're undressing. Fuck, he couldn't help but palm himself under the sheets. Little did he know that you would purposely stand where the most outside light could be casted, you wanted him to see you. Taking off your bra in the most sensual way just to try and catch his attention. Bending over and slightly arching your back so that the curve of your ass catches the light. Oh if he could just reach out and touch you but.. Mikey was stubborn, he didn't want to make the first move and you knew it. The tension was always there and yet he always left you guessing. You wanted nothing more than to tell him how you feel but would he actually respond to your feelings?

As Mikey was changing, he noticed how your eyes would shift back and forth between him and the opposite direction. Those defined abs and veins on his arms did wonders for your core. “Like what you see?” He says teasingly and raises his eyebrows suggestively at you. He was a tease. “Shut up and get dressed already!” You snap and turn around to avoid his eyes, you didn't want him to see the mad blush on your face. He chuckled and turned off the lights, allowing you to get changed. “Sweet dreams (Y/N).” Oh my god, he knew exactly what he was doing. The coy tone had you biting your lip and quickly getting changed.

Laying on the couch, your mind started to wonder and remembered all the times he'd make butterflies rampant in your stomach. You couldn't sleep. An hour had already passed and you could hear Mikey's soft snores from the other side of the room. The t-shirt you were wearing smelled like him and you couldn't help but lightly run your hands up your chest. What were you doing? Why were you getting like this? Especially when he's in the room with you? I mean it's not the first time you've slept over and it's not the first time you've thought about sharing a bed with him. But something was different, his scent was intoxicating and you wanted more. No, no, no, don't even think about it! He's right here! You yell at yourself internally as your hands begin to wander.

The temperature in the room began to drop and you were shivering underneath the blanket he gave you. It’s never gotten this cold in his room before. He had thick blanket and you had a thin sheet. Your teeth began to chatter and couldn't take it anymore. Maybe you should have just slept in the clothes you were in, you’re just in a t-shirt and nothing else. Getting up from the couch you walked over to Mikey's bed and gently nudged him, “Do you have another blanket? It's freezing.” You whisper and notice that he's sound asleep. There was no way you were going to go back to the couch without another blanket but there was none insight. You sighed and quietly lifted the sheets and got in bed with him. It was so warm and cozy underneath the blanket. You could feel your cheeks heat up at having him so close. Getting closer to him, your hand lightly trails along his back and you could feel his muscles. “(Y/N)...?” Mikey says half asleep. You let out a squeak. Did he feel you touching him?

He turned around and reached out to cup your face to make sure he wasn't dreaming. “Sorry, it was really cold - I'll go back to the couch.” Just as you began to back away he pulled you in. You gasped when his arms tightened around your waist. “Stay…” It wasn't a request. How could you say no? His body was so warm and you felt something poke your lower abdomen. Oh my… He nuzzled his face in your chest and you thought your heart was about to explode. “...took you long enough to come to me.” He says while swinging your leg over his hip and grabbing a handful of your cheeks. What in the world was he doing? “oh…you’re not wearing any pants.” He snickered and it made your body shudder. You heard that sleepy Mikey is super needy but this? You were not expecting him to cling to you.

“Can I tell you something?” He asks and places kisses on your neck. You were too stunned to move or even respond. Mikey settled for the silence and continued to roam his hands on your body, drawing light moans and gasps from you. “I see how you look at me, how your eyes light up when we’re together, how your lips pout when I talk to other girls, how you rub your thighs together when I tease you…the list goes on and on.” Now you felt faint, your body was shuddering and you began to pant - he was laying you bare. “I-I…” Your words trail off as he nipped at your neck. “You want me too, right?” The playful tone in his voice had you rutting your hips against him. The sexual tension was so thick - you could almost cut it with a knife.

Cupping his face with your hands, you tilted his head upwards to meet his lips with yours. You could feel his lips curve into a smile when you kissed him. He was right, you wanted him just as bad and it shows. You both could barely breathe, the way your tongues danced and fought for dominance had you feeling almost light headed. Mikey whimpered when his tip rubbed against your clothed cunt, he was so sensitive - he’s been waiting for this for so long. The soft moonlight that bled into his room allowed you both to see the hazy look on your faces. His blonde tresses were such a mess and you loved it. How many times have you thought about running your hands through his hair before? How many times have you dreamed about him? How many times did you call out his name while touching yourself? How many times did he fist his cock while thinking about you?

Rolling your body on top of him, his hands placed themselves on your hips - making you grind on him. His hardened member twitched between your legs and you could feel the slick pooling on your pantyline. You were such a mess, feeling him underneath you felt like heaven. Never in your wildest dreams did you think that he was going to get you off on just friction alone. Your breath hitched at him picking up the pace. He could feel the wet patch that formed between both of you. The warmth and desire threw him over the edge, he ripped the fabric of your panties and slid his boxers down. He could feel your bare pussy and your slick coated his cock. Hearing him pant and moan as his length slid between your folds gave you butterflies. Biting back the urge to sink down on his cock, you continued the flow of movement and took his hand in yours. Bringing it to your lips, you wrapped your plush lips around two fingers and slowly sucked on them. The sudden action had Mikey whimpering and you could almost see a pout form on his face through the moonlight. He could only imagine having your pouty lips wrap around his length, the thought was driving him mad. What a cruel woman you were.

Minutes of teasing him, he couldn’t take it anymore - he pulled his fingers out of your mouth and lifted your t-shirt, making you lean forward so that he could latch his mouth onto your nipple. “Don't stop (Y/N)...” Your right hand was holding on to the headboard as he rutted his hips against you, he was giving you further friction on your clit. The way his tongue was flicking your nipple you thought you were going to lose it. Little by little the coil in your belly began to tighten. Now it was his turn to tease you. Mikey’s mouth was vicious, biting and tugging at your nipple and purposely making you mewl loudly. Hearing you moan just for him was like music to his ears. When your nipple was all sore and tender, he moved on to your other breast and gave it the same harsh treatment. He was hungry, starved almost. He was throbbing beneath you and his breath hitched as you raised your hips - making his tip prod your core. “Mikey, I feel it…oh god, I feel it!” You moan and throw your head back at him invading your honeypot.

“Hah, fuck-(Y/N), you feel so good.” He says as you sink further down, for a moment he thought his eyes were about to roll back into his skull. Finally, when he bottomed out you couldn’t help but raise your hips again - riding his length and seeing stars in your vision. The sound of your breathy moans and slick echoed in the room. Surrendering yourself to him left a mixed feeling of guilt and desire. What would your friendship be like after this? Would he ask you to be his and only his? Or will he wake up the next morning and act like nothing happened and continue teasing you? The thoughts were beginning to interrupt the rhythm of your hips. Almost as if he could read your thoughts, Mikey spoke and caressed your cheek - brushing his thumb over your parted lips. “Say you’re mine, angel.” You felt your heart skip a beat. This is exactly what you wanted to hear - what’ve you’ve been waiting to hear.

Too engrossed in the pleasure you were a moaning mess and struggled to string a sentence together for him. "M-Manjiro…ngh! I-I'm yours - oh god - I'm yours…" You stutter and pick up the pace. "Good girl." Mikey says and pulls you in, giving you a tender kiss and thrusts upwards to reach your golden spot. Feeling how your walls clenched around his length, he felt closer to his breaking point. You felt his hand snake between your bodies and his thumb traced circles on your clit. He was ripping the orgasm out of you with force. Your core was pulsing and his cock was almost bruising your cervix. Teetering on the edge of bliss, Mikey gave you the final push and put more pressure on your clit. Your thighs began to shake and his name dripped from your lips repeatedly as your coil snapped.

Without warning his own coil snapped. He gripped your hips as he emptied his seed deep inside your core. You were both a sweaty mess and paused to catch your breaths. Collapsing on his chest you could feel his heart pounding against his chest. The intense throbbing from his length inside you kept making you clench. "You're all mine, angel." Mikey pants and plants a kiss on top of your head. This was the start of something new, something new yet familiar - maybe you should sleep over more often.

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