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holylulusworld · 7 months

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One Summer Night - Kinktober 13

Summary: You meet a charismatic man at the farmer’s market.

Pairing: Cult!Leader Thor Odinson x fem!Reader

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: seduction, desire, smut, unprotected sex, needy reader, public sex/kinda public claiming, voyeurism

Square 3 filled for @anyfandomangstbingo: Square 3: Cult AU

Kink: Sex Cult

Kinktober vs Flufftober 2023

The first time you saw him he walked through a field of yellow wildflowers. He looked like he was out of this world. Chest bare, barefoot and his shaggy hair blowing freely in the wind.

He looked up at the blue sky, and let the sun kiss his skin.

For a moment you watched the man until more people joined him.

Mostly women who looked like they were hypnotized by his beauty, or something else. You didn’t know.

Eyes glued to the man you watched him run one hand over his naked chest while the other gently touched the flowers.

You dropped your gaze the moment his eyes found yours. He smiled and plugged a flower to tug it behind his ear.

It looked like he was watching you and your heart thundered in your chest. He walked toward you, as your feet felt like you were frozen to the ground.

The spell he held over you was broken when your aunt called your name and grabbed your arm.

“Y/N, don’t you ever get involved with that…hippie. He’s no good and means trouble. Everyone knows he’s the leader of a sex cult or shit.”

“Sex cult?” you glanced at the beautiful man standing only a few feet away from you. He smirked and studied your face as your aunt tried to drag you away. “Stay away from my niece. You won’t get her too!”

He raised his hands in surrender, making things worse for you. Your eyes dropped to his abs, leading you down to the prominent erection he didn’t even try to hide.

“Little wildflower, if you are ever free of that woman, come see me,” he spoke to you. You shuddered and clutched your hands to your sides.

It felt like his words went straight to your heart, running through your body to reach a much lower region…

“Y/A/N, it’s the farmer’s market, not an enemy base,” you rolled your eyes as your aunt scrunched up her nose. Unlike you, she never liked spending time at the farmer’s market. “How about I get everything we will need for the pie festival, and you can go home and rest?”

“My bench in the garden is waiting for me,” she considered your suggestion. Your aunt feels responsible for you, even though, you are an adult, and a grown woman.

“Alright,” you clapped your hands. “I didn’t come here to spend my vacation with you to sit around and do nothing. Let me handle this.”

“Don’t stay here too long,” your aunt said. “Uh-and don’t talk to strangers. If that bastard shows up, ignore him. Do not get too close to him. He comes here every summer, looking for God knows what.”

“Auntie,” you sighed but smiled at her. “I’m a grown woman, you know.”

“You’re still the little girl I raised,” she tutted and patted your cheek. “Stay out of trouble, young lady.”

You grinned. She won’t ever change, and you love her for it.

“Wildflower,” you felt his presence before you heard his voice call for you. The man in the wildflower field suddenly stood right in front of you.

That day, he was wearing an unbuttoned button-up shirt. He was still barefoot and looked like the hippie your aunt called him, but you’d call the shirt progress.

“Mr.,” frowning you realized you didn’t know his name. “Sorry, I don’t know your name,” feeling your cheeks heat up you let him take your hand to press a soft kiss to your knuckles.

That feeling overwhelmed you once again. This time it went straight to your lower half, making you soak your panties.

“Names are only...,” he cupped your chin to tilt your head, humming as your eyes fluttered shut, “for the people with no fantasy. You can call me anything you want to.”

“I prefer a name,” you murmured but allowed him to stroke your cheek with his knuckles. “Please…”

“Thor, little wildflower. That’s the name the immortals gave me when they created me to bring sun, love, and new life to this world.”

You giggled at his words. Your aunt was right. Thor did sound like the leader of some cult. But this didn’t stop you from dreaming of offering your body and soul to this man.

“My name is Y/N.”

“No. Your name is Sif, my Goddess and future mother of my children. We will bring love and hope to this rotten world, my little wildflower.”

“No…I’m Y/N.” You tried to open your eyes, but it was so hard to fight the warmth on your cheek from his hand.

“You are my fate,” he murmured as he dipped his head to press his lips to yours. Your eyes snapped open, and you wrapped your arms around his neck, almost pouncing on Thor to taste more of him. “Come with me and meet my companions. They can hardly wait to get to know you.”

“I can’t,” you whispered. “My aunt is waiting for me.” You looked up to Thor, the personalized sin. “She warned me to get involved with you.”

“Of course, she did,” he purred against your lips. “You’ll come to me, sooner than later. I’ve chosen you to become my mate for the coming eons…”

“Y/N, what’s wrong with you today?” Your aunt watched you poke the pie on your plate. “Are you not hungry? Do you want to go home?”

“Did you ever feel deeply for a person you just met?” You glanced at your aunt before dropping your eyes to your hands. “With your heart, body, and soul?”

“What did that man do to you?” She shook her head. “Please don’t tell me you fell for him too. He ruined so many girls. Every summer he comes over to our little town like a force of nature. He seduces women here and there only to disappear until the next summer.”

“He didn’t do a thing. We didn’t do a thing,” you spluttered. “I was wondering if you felt like this too when you were younger. He means trouble, so much I know. But I can’t help it. I’m drawn to him.”

You met Thor again only a few days later. This time he came to your aunt’s garden and talked you into following him to the wildflower field.

Walking next to him, fingertips touching the yellow wildflowers you tried not to think too much.

“Come with me. The moon is right,” he said, grabbing your hand to guide you toward a secret place. A spot you never set foot in before.

Thor led you toward a wild of pink orchids, protected by large oaks.

In the middle of the field stood a statue. It looked like a God. Its right arm stretched towards heaven, the other one holding a large hammer.

“Where are we?” you whispered as his companions stepped toward the statue. They all kneeled and placed a pink orchid to the statue’s feet, mumbling words you didn’t understand. “Thor, what are they doing?”

Your eyes grew wide when the women and men stripped each other bare. “Just watch my little wildflower. And if you are ready, we will join them.”

Gasping you had to watch them all gather around the statue. This time they didn’t pray. This time they start to chant a name and move their body to music only they seem to hear. It was beautiful and terrifying at the same time how they chanted themselves into a trance-like status.

For a moment, it seemed like the statue smiled down at you. You blinked a few times to be sure you didn’t imagine things but its face remained stoic.

“What are they doing?”

“They call for me, my wildflower. They want us to unite to bring eternal summer, love, and fertility back to this town,” he wrapped his arms around you. “Give yourself to me.”

“Give myself to you.”

He started to sway to music you couldn’t hear, but your body moved on its own. You let him slide the straps of your dress down. It fell to the ground, but you didn’t care.

“You’re meant to be mine,” he whispered in your ear while guiding your body, making you dance with him. “You’re going to be mine forever.”

The people turned their attention toward you and Thor. They cheered him on as he slid your panties down and ripped your bra off of your chest.

“Look at my bride,” he shouted out a victory cry. “She’s going to be my mate.”

You felt like you were lost in limbo, his arms the only anchor keeping you in this world. He picked you up, carrying you toward the statue.

You’re not sure it happened, but the flowers seemed to form a bed. Thor placed you on the flowers and spread your legs.

You heard gasps and chants but all you could focus on was Thor taking off his clothes. He looked down at you, nodding in approval when you spread your legs.

His blue eyes seemed to sparkle when he laid with you. He took his rightful place between your thighs, claiming what he told you was his all along.

Thor sank into you, inch per glorious inch. He whispered gentle words, but his hands roughly pinned your wrist down, keeping you immobile as he started to move inside of you.

“All-father, watch me claim my bride,” he chanted while his hips mercilessly crashed into yours. You were writhing underneath him, crying at the intense pleasure he forced you to endure. “She’s my goddess. Give me your blessings.”

Lightning hit the ground right next to your head, but you didn’t care. Your body craved something more than survival.

“Thor,” you began to meet his thrusts, encouraging him to take you harder. “More…deeper…I’m yours.”

“Thor, our god.” The crowd began to chant. They kneeled next to you, watching you and Thor unite. “Give her your seed.”

Thor gripped your thighs, spreading you wider to watch his cock slide in and out of your dripping cunt. He growled like a feral animal.

“Have my seed, my little wildflower,” his features softened, and he released your wrist, allowing you to touch him. “Cum for me. I want to feel your pleasure.”

“Oh…I’m gonna cum,” your hands move to his back to hold tight onto Thor.

His warmth filled you, but he didn’t let up. Thor pushed into you, over and over again until you tightened around him.

Your eyes sparkled, and your skin began to glow. It felt like your body wasn’t yours any longer. Thor now owned it, but you didn’t mind.

“Watch my goddess transform into her true form.”

He slipped out of you, smiling down at your trembling body.

“All-father, give her your blessing,” he chanted as another lightning hit the ground next to you. You felt like you began to float, and maybe you did.

You still don’t know.

Blinding light covered your whole body and wrapped you in its warmth until you felt nothing but love.

You sank back down on the bed of pink orchids, eyes fluttering shut.

“Yes. All-father.” Thor chanted even harder. “Please allow me to make her mine completely...”

That’s how you became the goddess of fertility, ruling this world alongside your lover. Thor, God of love, thunder, and summer.

From that night on, you walked this world with your mate, bringing summer, love, and fertility to the people.

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chasingmidnights · 9 months

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Fluff-tober, Whumptober, or something else? Still trying to decide what to do. Or Dark-tober (Which I guess is similar to Whumptober?)..... either way, hoping to plan out an October special! And I'm thinking more along the lines of 13 nights? But I can't wait, whatever I decide to do!!

#some kind of October special #13 nights #what should i do #someone help!#someone just tell me what to do #anything but Kinktober

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illusioninfnty · 7 months

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day 13 ; mommy kink

↠ brahms heelshire x reader

fandom: the boy word count: 1k warnings: nsfw 18+, dom!reader, unprotected sex, creampie, slight choking (m receiving)

kinktober m.list || read on ao3

Nighttime in the Heelshire mansion was always your favorite. Brahms still preferred the comfort of his spaces within the walls during the days. He only came out when the sun went down, the only light source being the glimmer of the moon.

At night, you could do whatever you wanted to him.

Your hips bounce up and down on top of Brahms, his cock filling you so perfectly. You’re able to move yourself so that the tip of it hits you in just the right spot, causing you to see stars.

“So good for me,” you croon. Brahms’ hands tighten around your hips at your words. His muscles tense as you continue to ride him and his cock throbs inside of you.

Brahms was still mostly clothed, his pants unbuttoned and underwear pulled down to unsheath his cock. His wife beater was doused in his sweat, sticking to his chest.

And that damn mask. No matter what you did, you could never convince him to take it off.

Even now, as he lay trembling underneath you, his soft moans echoed out of the porcelain mask that covered his face.

You lean over him and ghost your hands over his neck. Brahms cranes his head up, pressing deeper into the bedsheets, almost as if inviting you closer. You let one hand rest on his neck, thumb caressing it gently while your other trails down his chest, finding its way under his top to stroke his stomach.

Gyrating your hips on his cock, you moan. “Touch my clit, Brahms.”

He obeys immediately, removing a hand off your hip to bring it to your clit. He rubs the area harshly, yet just enough to still make you feel good. He’s been learning, you think.

You smirk at his complacency. “Good boy.”

A soft gasp, almost inaudible, escapes his lips. If you were anyone else you probably would have not heard it. But you were used to Brahms’ quiet nature and always paying attention to him.

The effect those words had on him were more than you expected. His hips, previously still and under your full control, begin to buck up into you. Through the mask, you can see his eyes widen and pupils dilate. His breathing is even heavier than before, and the hand placed upon his neck can feel as he swallows hard.

“P…please…” he stutters out in a whisper. “Mommy.”

Your ears perk up. Mommy? He’s never called you that before.

“Speak up,” you command. You tighten around him, and he gasps in surprise.

“Mommy!” He whines out, his hips bucking more furiously into you. He thrusts into you harder than he’s ever done. You’ve always been the one to take initiative and control the pace as you sit on top of him.

But it seems as though he’s fueled by this, as if you’ve just discovered an innate pleasure deep inside of him. You can’t help but groan at how much his cock presses into you with the newfound force of his thrusts. Your hands grip him tighter.

If he was going to get so much pleasure out of calling you Mommy, who were you to deny him that?

“You’re doing so well, baby,” you say. Brahms pants from under his mask, and his cock seems to grow bigger—if that was even possible. It feels so good inside you.

If his mask was off, you knew that you would be able to see a blush across his features. “Thank you Mommy,” he whimpers out.

Some of his dark curls begin to stick to the top of his mask from all the sweat coming out of him. You push some of them away, getting a better look. Brahms looks up at you as if you’ve hung the stars in the sky. All this from your indulgence in his fantasies.

You bounce up and down on his thick cock, much harder than before.

“Mommy!” Brahms calls out. His chest heaves and his cock pulses as he rapidly thrusts up, chasing his release. “Feels so good, Mommy!”

“Does my good boy want to cum?” you coo, mocking him gently. Brahms’ head nods rapidly, soft whines leaving his lips. “Mommy will only let you cum if you help her first.”

He immediately follows your commands. He rubs circles on your clit and holds your hip with his other hand to ground himself as he pistons into you. The bed creaks under the intensity of his thrusts.

Your own back is arched, chasing more of the fullness you feel with Brahms inside you. You tighten your hands around Brahms, returning one to his neck while the other remains on his lower stomach, and he groans lowly.

“There you go, baby. Make Mommy cum.” You can feel how close you are to your peak. Between Brahms' cock pistoning in and out of you, his soft whimpers coming from below, and the thick fingers he has rubbing against your clit, it’s only a matter of seconds before you reach it.

“Oh fuck,” you moan and throw your head back, the multiple areas of pleasure overwhelming you. Your orgasm comes not even seconds later, your pussy even slicker than before with the wetness of it.

When you recover from it, you can see how Brahms' arms tremble, a sign he was fighting back the urge to cum at that very moment.

You smile down at him. “Mommy’ll let you cum now,” you say.

Brahms lets out a sigh of relief. “Thank you Mommy, thank you,” he repeats over and over as his cum jets out of him and into your pussy. You feel the heat enter you in groves and some of it spill out onto the sides of his cock, wetting it even more as his thrusts persist.

The hand on his neck moves up to his cheek, caressing the area not concealed by the mask.

Brahms’ thrusts finally stop as he comes down from his peak, short gasps escaping his mouth. You lean down over him.

“Mommy’s so proud of you, baby,” you whisper into his ear.

Brahms whimpers in response, and his cock pulses back to life.

#kinktober #kinktober 2023 #brahms x reader #brahms heelshire x reader #the boy x reader #brahms heelshire smut

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honeybeedrabble · 7 months

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Kinktober Day 13: Size - Tutor!Miguel x AFAB!Reader 🎃

can you tell i hate my math class this sem ?? :D

CW: unspecified age gap (reader is in college miguel is in grad school), trauma inducing stats vocabulary, piv (unprotected don’t be stupid), creampie (don’t be stupid), mean miguel, harsh grabbing, fingering (kinda), finger sucking, general size difference.

18+ MDNI

It was getting late, you and your roommates Machi and Gale having dinner with you. You huffed, slumping in the chair you sat on.

“This is such bullshit, I’ve been stuck on this problem for like half an hour already. Nothing’s clicking.” You pushed your dinner aside and looked at Gale for reassurance. She tilted her head at you with a raised brow.

“Girl, you know damn well I’m not getting it either. Just call it quits for tonight, it's not due for another two days.” She said, sipping a chilled can of coke.

“Oh, come on. Neither of us are understanding this shit. I mean, this symbol looks like a backwards three! I miss when math used to just have numbers,” you complained, squinting at the statistics homework in front of you.

“That looks ridiculous,” Machi laughed. “Never have I been more glad to be an arts major.” She said, getting up to put her dish away.

“If it bothers you that much, why don’t you just visit the tutoring lab? I think they’re still open.” Gale said, grabbing your dish and following Machi to the sink.

“Really?” You asked, checking your watch. 8 pm.

“Hey, we pay thousands of dollars in tuition, okay? If they can’t stay open or help when students need it what's the point in taking all that money from us?” Gale shrugged. You sighed, standing up from your chair.

“Well, I guess I better get moving if I want to make it to the tutoring center before 10. Let me know if you guys need anything while I’m out.” You grabbed your keys and left the apartment after grabbing your bag and slipping your shoes back on.

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You arrived at the building, glass doors sliding open as you walked through them, the cold air conditioning giving you goosebumps. You walked over to the sign in sheet, looking through available tutors for the next hour or so.

“Crap…” You sighed, looking through the sheets. It seemed like you needed an appointment before hand, at least electronically.

There was the sound of laughter down the hall, you turned your head towards the sound. There was a much larger man along with a guy who seemed about your age. You recognized the shorter individual from your statistics class.

“Well, I’m glad we could get your problem figured out.” The tall man said, a big hand patting the younger guy's back heavily.

“Yeah, it only took us all night.” More laughter.

“Hey, if its due in two days all night is nothing.” The tall, tanned man said. He was massive, you could practically see his muscles bulging underneath his white buttoned shirt. His chocolate hair slicked back, a few strands messily framing his face. You were in a trance when his almost red eyes met yours. You felt your face flush.

“U-Uh, Hey! You’re in my statistics class arent you?” You asked the shorter guy, desperately avoiding the older mans gaze. The shorter guy said your name questioningly, you nodded.

“Yeah, thats me.” You said, clutching your bag tighter. “So… you got help with the homework?” You asked, motioning to the taller man.

“Oh yeah, this is Miguel.” He said, patting Miguels back.

“Hi, nice to meet you.” You said, grabbing his large hand and shaking it. You felt your palms become sweatier, his hand practically enveloping yours. “I didn’t see your name under the statistics sign up sheet.” You said, voice almost trembling.

“Well as a grad student my major is scientific research so that's why I’m not under statistics.” He said, a slight smirk across his face, his grip on your hand becoming tighter.

“O-oh,” you said softly.

“But I use statistics in almost everything I do, so I can help out with any problems you’ve got if you need it.”

“Miguel’s not a bad tutor, it only took us so long to finish cause I haven’t shown up to class in weeks.” Your classmate laughed. “I’ve got to get out of here but thanks for your help, man.” He waved before walking out the sliding doors into the dark night.

You and Miguel turned to each other, you suddenly felt very nervous.

“So… Would you… tutor me?” You asked, rubbing your arms for warmth.

“Well, it's not quite 10 yet and I don’t have any other sign-ups, so why not?” He shrugged, walking down the hall with you following after him.

You two walked down the hall, reaching a small study room at the end of it.

“This is the room I reserved for the night, so don’t worry about anyone coming in here super late and trying to steal it from us.” He said, opening it up for you to walk through.

You walked into the room, a table with a few chairs in the center with a whiteboard behind it. It seemed fine to you as you walked in, sitting down on a chair, slightly taken aback when it rolled underneath your weight. You looked down and noticed wheels at the feet of the chair. You looked up again when you heard the door shut, Miguel locking it behind him.

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“And that's why your z score is going to be 20.99. Does that make sense?” He asked. You were fucked.

The whole time you were supposed to be paying attention you were completely distracted by his being. He sat next to you, his large frame practically caging you in between him and the desk. He was everywhere, and if you weren’t staring directly at the paper, you were scared you were going to faint. You nodded, eyes looking down at the problem, refusing to tear away from the mathematical mess you made.

“Yeah…”

“Then tell me how you got it.” He said, deep voice rumbling in his big chest.

“Well, first you uh…” You circled a random number in the world problem then looked up at him with helpless eyes. He raised a brow.

“You start with the standard deviation?” He asked, clearly unamused.

“Well… You definitely use it somewhere…” You said half joking. Miguel was still unamused. He sighed deeply, throwing his head into his hand.

“I’ll explain it one more time, okay?” He said, grabbing the pencil from your hand. His hand brushed against yours and held your pencil as if it were a toothpick to him. “So, we’ve identified the mew, right?” He asked, underlining the foreign symbol.

“Yeah…” You said, asking yourself what the fuck is a mew?

You were determined to stay focused but that man made it difficult. You turned to look at him while his eyes were fixed onto the paper, scribbling out equations and typing into your calculator- which he also made look puny in his grasp. You watched him as he spoke, the way his soft lips moved as he talked, revealing sharp canines every now and then between words. You felt your face flush, entranced by his presence. You eyed his large shoulders, following them down to his massive arms. You looked back up at his face, admiring his features while he was so deep in thought. He looked down at you.

“So now we just divide and… hey?” he said almost harshly. “Are you paying attention?” He asked in a snarky tone. You felt your face drop.

“I… um…”

“Distracted again?” He tossed the pencil onto the surface of the table, muscular arms crossing as he almost glared at you.

“I’m sorry.” You felt exhausted, covering your face with your hands in defeat. You felt like crying.

“Maybe if you weren’t so focused on undressing me with your eyes and more focused on these problems, you’d understand this shit by now.” He grunted. You stilled, face buried deep into your palms before you peered at him through between your fingertips.

“W…What?” You asked, looking at his almost red eyes.

“I said what I said.” Miguel's voice was low, he grabbed your seat and pulled it towards him, the wheels moving you with ease. You felt your core tighten, as your face continued to burn hot, regardless of the air conditioning.

Miguel's eyes practically violated you, staring deep past your own and into your soul before looking you up and down, clearly enjoying how you cowered.

“That pretty little head not used to thinking this hard?” he asked low in your ear. You shuddered, hairs on the back of your neck standing at attention. “Pathetic.”

He grabbed your waist with his large hands, daring to crush you between his palms. He slowly stood up from his chair, face inches away from yours. You took that as invitation enough and crashed your lips into his, those soft lips felt even better than you imagined, a whimper escaping your lips as his grip increased. He pulled you off of the chair and slammed you onto the table, papers flying and pens scattering around you. You let out a grunt as the air escaped your lungs from the impact.

“I’m taking time out of my night to try and teach you this shit and you can't even meet me halfway and try to learn it?” He huffs yanking down your frumpy sweats to your ankles. You kicked them off, laying on the table in your tight shirt and panties.

“I-I’m sorry, you're just so-” he cut you off with two thick fingers plunging into your mouth, you gagged when they hit the back of your throat. He smirked, watching you drag your tongue around the knuckles of his fingers.

“That ought to shut you up.” He ran a finger from his other hand to your clothed cunt, you moaned around his thick digits when he caressed your clit. Your hips moved on their own accord, grinding against his large hand. “Would you look at that? I didn’t know they accepted whores into this school.” Miguel hummed, voice smooth like honey and deep like an ocean.

His single finger moved to where your pussy and thigh met, yanking aside your black cotton panties to reveal your wet cunt, which clenched around nothing at the sudden cold air.

“Jesus… I bet you were thinking about this all night, huh?” Miguel teased, the calloused tip of his finger just barely grazing along your seeping hole, spreading the warm slick higher and higher up your folds until he could smear it along your sensitive bud, eliciting another moan from behind his drooly fingers.

“Needy, aren’t we?” Miguel withdrew his fingers from your mouth while his other hand unzipped his dress pants, the metal of his belt buckle clanking together as he pulled it out of its loops. The belt hit the floor with a small thud and with his drool-soaked fingers he freed his massive cock and ran the slippery fingers up and down his shaft.

Miguel tore your underwear off of you, as if it was like taking a sticker off a piece of fruit. You felt yourself drip down your thighs, unsure whether or not it was okay to touch yourself while watching this Greek god of a man pleasure himself with your spit, watching your tense cunt beg him to stuff it.

“Like what you see?” He asked, slipping his finger into his mouth and moaning long and deep when he tasted your sweet slick on his tongue. You nodded vigorously, grabbing one of your tits to entice him even further. “Why don’t you take that off while we’re ahead?”

You quickly tossed off your shirt and bra, completely naked on the desk. Miguel softly laughed, watching how nicely you obeyed him.

“You're too easy, y’know that?” With a few more pumps to his shaft, he harshly grabbed one of your thighs and spread your legs even further, admiring your wet pussy.

The moan you two let out when he put his cock inside of you could've been heard by the whole building if it hadn't been well past 10 pm and everyone had gone for the day. His girthy member dared to split you in half, the sheer size of him was far too much to handle, especially all at one. We watched with pleasure as your breathy moans turned into agonized whimpers the further he drove into you. When he had finally gone balls deep inside of you, there was an obvious cock bulge deep inside of you as he stretched out your pussy wonderfully.

“M-Miguel…” You sighed, a bead of sweat rolling down your temple.

“Oh, so this can keep your attention but me slaving away on your homework can’t?” He smugly asked, pulling out before slamming into you with a grunt. You wailed, scratching the hard surface of the desk underneath you, crumpling stray pieces of scratch paper into your palm while arching your back.

Miguel started at a rough pace, making room out of your tight pussy for his intimidating cock, juices slicking the shaft of his member, and sounds of your wet pussy gushing paired with the creaking of the table filled the room, moans, and mewls adding to euphonious music of your fucking.

“So fucking tight… so fucking tiny… I bet I could fold you like a pretzel,” He said amusingly, grabbing the backs of your thighs and pushing the fronts of them against your chest. You cried out loud, new depth being explored by his commanding dick while he used you for his pleasure.

With his massive hands, he spread his fingers out, his thumbs on the backs of your thighs and his four fingers on the small of your back, grabbing onto you so he could bring you up and down on his deep thrusts.

You were seeing stars at this point, scared your arousal would drip onto your homework papers and soil all the progress you’ve made. But it didn’t matter anymore when you threw your head back onto the table and shook in his hands, pussy clenching around his meaty cock and milking him for his own cum.

“Ngh- What did I say? Easy…” He moaned, thrusting inside of you a few more times before he shot a huge load inside of your tiny pussy, cum leaking out between where your sexes met and rolling down your asscheeks.

You lay there on the table, shaking like a leaf in the wind. Miguel watched entranced as your shared cum leaked out of you, finger fucking it back inside of you, wondering if it he could stuff it all back in. He quickly realized your overstimulated cunt couldn’t take it as tears welled in your eyes.

“Sorry,” He said, removing his fingers. “Now uh… where were we?” He picked up the page of work, then his face dropped, looking at the splotch of cum that had spilled out on accident.

“On second thoughts… you might want to turn this in online.”

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mx-pastelwriting · 8 months

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Kinktober 2023 Masterlist

Hello! I am doing Kinktober this year; here is the month's menu.

Minors do not interact!

1 ☆ 𝘽𝙚𝙜𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜: 𝘼𝙡𝙚𝙟𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙤 𝙑𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙨

2 ☆ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙗𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙍𝙖𝙘𝙚: 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙮𝙡 𝘿𝙞𝙭𝙤𝙣

3 ☆ 𝙈𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙚𝙭: 𝘽𝙤 𝙎𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙧

4 ☆ 𝘽𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜: 𝘾𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙡𝙚 𝘾𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙣

5 ☆ 𝘽𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙎𝙚𝙭: 𝙀𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙚 𝘽𝙧𝙤𝙘𝙠

6 ☆ 𝙁𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚: 𝙑𝙤𝙡𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙞 𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨

7 ☆ 𝘽𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙜𝙚: 𝙍𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙚 𝙆𝙧𝙖𝙮

8 ☆ 𝙎𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜: 𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙞𝙪𝙨 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙛𝙤𝙮

9 ☆ 𝙁𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙎𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜: 𝙎𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙧 𝘽𝙧𝙮𝙖𝙣𝙩

10 ☆ 𝘾𝙤𝙘𝙠 𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜: 𝙎𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙚

11 ☆ 𝘽𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙛𝙤𝙡𝙙: 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙎𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙝

12 ☆ 𝙋𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙭: 𝙍𝙖𝙛𝙖𝙚𝙡 𝘽𝙖𝙧𝙗𝙖

13 ☆ 𝙎𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙥 𝙏𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚: 𝙃𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙖 𝙈𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙬𝙨

14 ☆ 𝘾𝙖𝙧 𝙎𝙚𝙭: 𝙃𝙖𝙣𝙠 𝘼𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣

15 ☆ 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝 𝙍𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜: 𝙏𝙤𝙣𝙮 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙠

16 ☆ 𝙎𝙚𝙭 𝙏𝙖𝙥𝙚 & 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙩 2: 𝘽𝙧𝙪𝙘𝙚 𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙧

17 ☆ 𝙎𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙮 𝘿𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜: 𝙍𝙚𝙢𝙪𝙨 𝙇𝙪𝙥𝙞𝙣

18 ☆ 𝙃𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙁𝙪𝙘𝙠: 𝘿𝙪𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙑𝙖𝙣 𝘿𝙚𝙧 𝙇𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙚

19 ☆ 𝙋𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙮: 𝘼𝙡𝙛𝙞𝙚 𝙎𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙨

20 ☆ 𝙊𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙎𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣: 𝙏𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙮 𝙎𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙗𝙮

21 ☆ 𝙏𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚𝙙: 𝙏𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙨 𝙃𝙚𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙩

22 ☆ 𝙈𝙞𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙧 𝙎𝙚𝙭: 𝙃𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙗𝙖𝙡

23 ☆ 𝙊𝙪𝙩𝙙𝙤𝙤𝙧: 𝘾𝙤𝙥𝙞𝙖/𝙋𝙖𝙥𝙖 𝙀𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙪𝙨 𝙄𝙑

24 ☆ 𝙇𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚: 𝙔𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙪 𝙐𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙖

25 ☆ 𝘿𝙤𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙋𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣: 𝙏𝙤𝙢��𝙮 𝙎𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙗𝙮 & 𝘼𝙡𝙛𝙞𝙚 𝙎𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙨

26 ☆ 𝙂𝙖𝙜𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜: 𝙁𝙖𝙩 𝙂𝙪𝙢/𝙏𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙤 𝙏𝙤𝙮𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙨𝙪

27 ☆ 𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙊𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙨𝙢: 𝙍𝙚𝙜𝙜𝙞𝙚 𝙆𝙧𝙖𝙮

28 ☆ 𝙎𝙝𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧: 𝙅𝙤𝙝𝙣𝙣𝙮 𝘿𝙤𝙜𝙨

29 ☆ 𝙒𝙖𝙭 𝙋𝙡𝙖𝙮: 𝙀𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙧

30 ☆ 𝘾𝙝𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜: 𝙉𝙚𝙜𝙖𝙣 𝙎𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙝

31 ☆ 𝙑𝙞𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧 𝙒𝙖𝙧: 𝙅𝙞𝙢 𝙃𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙧

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◆ 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 ◆

Kinktober is finally here. Sorry this took so long... I have been quite sick. But the links should all be fixed up now.... Also, this is my first time writing this event as well, so eh. If it's bad, I'm sorry. But, without further ado, let's get started. ♥︎

All works are mature, viewers be advised.

Masterlist Menu

Day 1: Car Sex - [STEVE ROGERS]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : A trip turned sour due to a storm. But, luckily, Steve knows just the thing in turning this gloomy day into a more steamy one.

Day 2: Voyeurism - [STEVE ROGERS]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Biker Gang Leader doesn't like sharing unless it's to do with his best friend.

Day 3: Shower Sex - [BUCKY BARNES]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : When Bucky comes from a long and stressful day, he only wants one thing... You bent over.

Day 4: Food Play - [STEVE ROGER]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : It all started with a simple dinner and a movie. But when Steve asked if you wanted dessert, you knew your sugar was about to spike from more than just the sweetness of the fruits and chocolate.

Day 5: Exhibitionism - [BUCKY BARNES]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Bucky couldn't keep his hands off you on a regular basis. But when he sees you in such a sexy outfit, he has no choice but to drag you to the nearest bathroom.

Day 6: Rough/Possessive sex - [BUCKY BARNES]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : You wanted to show your hot-headed lover that you could protect yourself. And what better way than to go looking for his number on rival....

Day 7: Thigh riding/dry humping - [STEVE ROGERS]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : You sweet boyfriend wanted to share something with you. But your neediness had other plans.

Day 8: Sensory Deprivation - [STEVE ROGERS]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : You were his work of art, and he loved to watch you squirm under him.

Day 9: Cock Warning - [BUCKY BARNES]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Bucky kept getting lost over and over again. Becoming increasingly more frustrated with the technology in front of him as time passes, it's a good thing you are here to help him cool off.

Day 10: Bondage - [BUCKY BARNES]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : It's Bucky turn to know what it feels like to have rope pull and tug on his beautiful skin, and he can't help my whimper at the sheer idea of it.

Day 11: Bike Sex - [BUCKY BARNES]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Bucky had begged for weeks for you to go for a ride with him... Cavinging in, you finally realize how pleasurable it is to ride his bike.

Day 12: Size Kink/Size Difference - [STUCKY]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Your two professors were more than happy to show you some tips and tricks to help you study.

Day 13: Breath Play - [BUCKY BARNES]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Bucky can't help but send death glares to any man who tried to have your attention for too long. Too bad you don't belong to him… yet.

Day 14: Marking/Biting - [STEVE ROGERS]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Wanda needed your help with trying out one of her experiments, and let's just say Steve was about to never let you leave the bedroom ever again because of it.

Day 15: Dumbification/Corruption - [BUCKY BARNES]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Bad Boy Bucky wanted to change for you. Be the better man you deserved, but what if you ended up changing more than him?

Day 16: Spit Play - [BUCKY BARNES]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : You were in love with the enemy, and oh, how it was it exciting.

Day 17: Fingering/Squirting - [STEVE ROGERS]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : You needed him, any part of him. But Steve wanted to see you squirm. To see you cry and beg for him to satisfy you.

Day 18: Toys/Mirror Sex - [STEVE ROGERS]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Steve couldn't decide what gift to buy you while he was on a mission in paris. So he bought them all and now wants you to try them out. Every. Single. One.

Day 19: Dacryphillia - [STUCKY]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : late night conversations aren't supposed to end in sex... right?

Day 20: Sex pollen - [BUCKY BARNES]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : You were gifted an Asgardian plant from Thor since he knew you loved greenery. Little did anyone know the pollen had some weird side effects when inhaled.

Day 21: Temperature Play - [STEVE ROGERS]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Your undead lover had finally come back from a late night hunt, finding you shivering from the winter weather. But do not fret, as he was...skilled in keeping others warm-ish.

Day 22: Double Penetration - [STUCKY]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : You're the newest member to join one of the most famous rock bands. And luckily for you they are all hot...and fuckable.

Day 23: Praise/Body Worship -[BUCKY BARNES]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Overhearing for so-called friends make fun of your "failures" in life made your loving mobboss boyfriend very unhappy. No one makes his Doll cry.

Day 24: Cum eating overstim - [STEVE ROGERS]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Stevie couldn't help it. Every time he saw you, he felt himself grow heavy in his slacks. You were everything he needed. And he needed you now.

Day 25: Caught in the act - [STEVE ROGERS]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : You wanted to help your boyfriend relax. It just so happened that some poor soul decided to interrupt.

Day 26: Sir Kink/Mafia both - [STUCKY]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : You were hiding a big secret from your two loving boyfriends. What happens when they finally find out?

Day 27: Succubus/incubus - [STEVE ROGERS]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Halloween is filled with spooky ghost stories and haunted places. But what if you end up walking right into a nightmare that was hiding a dream?

Day 28: Tentacles - [BUCKY BARNES]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : You're a mercenary, searching for your next job in the galaxy. Little did you know, being stuck on a wateland planet was about to gift you more than just galactic credits.

Day 29: Monster Fuckers - [BUCKY BARNES]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Rain was pouring, and your heart was aching. You didn't care what the villagers nor that priest thought about him. You loved him, and you were going to prove it.

Day 30: Werewolf On Heat/Breeding - [BUCKY BARNES]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : You didn't know what it meant to be on heat, let alone know you could have one since you weren't a wolf... but here you were, and Bucky was going to help you through it.

Day 31: Dilf And Filth - [STUCKY]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Your professors just want to help you learn and gain knowledge. Your first lesson happened to be very educational...

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Day 13: Size Kink w/ Jason Todd

another night of working until 11pm, girl help they making me do work @ my job

if i said i wanted this boy carnally, in a way that was not and never will be biblical, what then

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There were a lot of upsides to Jason being massive. You never had to climb up on the counters to get things from high up anymore. He was basically a heater that kept the bed a nice, toasty warm that you loved to sink yourself into. His clothes drowned you thanks to his tall height and beefy muscle ratio.

He could also bench press you like it was nothing.

But the best part of Jason being a tank of a human being?

“Fuck,” you whimpered as his tongue lapped at your clit. You grabbed the edge of the doorframe and threw your head back as your legs began to shake. There was no need to worry about falling. Jason had your legs firmly held over his shoulders as he held you up and ate you out against the wall like it was nothing.

It had started in the kitchen like most of your Sunday mornings do. Pretty early on in your relationship, Jason had established that he wanted a time where the two of you weren’t vigilantes or baristas or anything but just the two of you. He loved making breakfast with you, the smell of coffee grounds brewing and eggs frying soaking into the fabric of your apartment. Jason savored these moments of peace and so the two of you ensured that you didn’t have anything to do before noon on Sundays.

And if that routine typically included mind blowing sex, well, tough. Take one look at the walking, talking Adonis that was Jason Todd and try to argue that you wouldn’t climb him like a tree.

“Fuck, Jase!” you whimpered as your orgasm settled and he pulled away from your cunt, his chin slick and shiny with your juices. His tongue darted out to lap up any excess from his chin and he hummed in approval.

“Your fault,” he grunted. “You knew exactly what you were doing when you bent down to grab the dish soap. Wearing no fucking panties like a little slut. You wanted this all morning, didn’t you?”

“You’re easy to convince,” you teased. He grabbed your ass and pulled you closer, his lips pressing kisses to your inner thighs, your navel, your pussy. Your fingers tightened in his hair and you held on as he stood up straight and carried you into the bedroom. Jason tossed you easily onto the bed and stripped off his shirt and pants.

He wasn’t wearing boxers. Hypocrite.

Jason kneeled on the edge of the bed and planted his hands on either side of your head. He dipped his head down to kiss you, softly and sweetly and so fucking dirty with the taste of you still on his tongue.

“Gonna fucking kill me one of these days,” he whispered against your lips. You smirked, but it fell apart into a soft sigh as he trailed kisses down your jaw, neck, and then to the tops of your breasts.

“You love me,” you huffed out. He raised his head so his chin rested on your stomach and you melted at the look in his eyes. One of your hands came up to cup his cheek and he smiled before kissing your palm.

“I do. I love you a lot, sweetheart.”

And then he enclosed your nipple between his lips and sucked. Your back arched off the bed as you grabbed the back of his head and held him against you, but you knew he could break out of your hold in seconds. He grinned against your sensitive skin and pulled away from your tits so he could move up and kiss you again.

You felt him press against you, thick and long and hard. Jason’s cock was a beauty to behold. It was also the largest dick you had ever taken.

He always worked you up to it with one, two, maybe even three orgasms before he even came close to fucking you. Sometimes you desperately whined and begged for him to just get on with it because you craved the feeling of him filling you. The stretch burned in such an addictive way that you woke up craving him in a way no dildo could satisfy.

“Please,” you whimpered into the kiss.

“Shh, baby, I gotcha. I’m gonna make you feel so good, okay?” His teal eyes held your gaze as he reached down and guided the head of his cock into your waiting hole. Your lips parted in a silent gasp as he slowly rocked his hips into yours. You had taken him plenty of times, but it was still always an adjustment at first.

Once seated inside of you, Jason pulled his hand away from where you two met and rested it over your lower stomach. “God, I can feel myself.”

“Fuck, Jason, you can’t just say that and not fuck me,” you groaned.

“Sorry, baby. I don’t want to break you. You’re just so small.” He rolled his hips and you grabbed at his broad shoulders. Your nails dug into his back and he buried his face in the crook of your neck, peppering small kisses across your collarbone.

The two of you would stay in bed until at least noon when Jason would carry you to the bathroom, draw you a bath, and you two would discuss your plans and obligations for the week. Then you would get boba, buy groceries for the week, and clean up the apartment.

All with a delicious ache between your legs.

Yeah, Sunday’s were your favorite day of the week.

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INTRODUCTION / MASTERLIST - MARKSTER666 (18+) ♡

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Hello everyone! I'm a 20 year old psychology student with a love for writing. Welcome to my one and only writing (and shitposting) account. I have a hard time sticking with one fandom, but I mostly write reader inserts being paired with canon characters. I do take requests as well! Please check my bio to confirm that requests are open.

A lot of my content involves mature subjects and I strongly advise anyone under the age of 18 to steer clear from my profile.

MASTERLIST:

Last Updated: 2/29/24

Total Works: 22

Hazbin Hotel:

SFW:

Alastor:

Every Thought, You. (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Alastor Reacting To Stereotypical Activist Gen Zer

NSFW:

Alastor:

Breeding B*tch (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Tentacles (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Cleanliness Is Next To - Oh Wait. (Alastor x Fem!OC RP Thread)

Good To Be Back On The Air! (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #1: Dry Humping (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #2: Face F*cking (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #3: Begging (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #4: Masturbation (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #5: Daddy Kink (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #6: Overstimulation (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #7: Praising (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #8: Sound Kink (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #9: Mirror Sex (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #10: Orgasm Control (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #11: Face Sitting (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #12: Lingerie Kink (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #13: Deep Throating (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #14: Roleplay (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #15: Food Play (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #16: Car Sex (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #17: Toys (Alastor x Fem!Reader) Kinktober Day #18: Uniform Kink (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #19: Morning Sex (Alastor x Fem!Reader)

Kinktober Day #21: Unprotected Sex (Alastor x Fem!Reader) -I skipped #20-

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Hazbin Hotel

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Kinktober Day 13- Zoro x Quiet!Reader (Window Sex)

Sometimes, you had to question your decision on joining the Straw Hats. Luffy and the others were far more outgoing that you were. You were more of a 'stay on the ship' member of the crew. It was a sudden and last minute decision on your part. Luffy and the others had just finished arguing about Zoro fighting off about 100 Baroque Workers and you were just there watching. Luffy took notice of you, asked if you were really bad and you replied with a simple 'no'.

You weren't going to join them. At least at first. One thing led to another and you somehow found yourself on their ship heading to Alabasta. You just stood there dumb-folded because that is exactly how you ended up in Crocodile's crew. Eventually, Luffy asked you to join and you did. Defiantly a mistake at sometimes, but you had fun. As long as you stayed on the ship and helped, you were happy. Plus, you had someone on your mind during the day and at night.

Roronoa Zoro

The man was FINE. You couldn't help but watch him every time you stepped onto the deck. It felt silly, but you had a hard time approaching him. It took you weeks before you could formulate a sentence to the man. He was a little dumb, but that made him even more handsome to you. With Nami and Robin's help, you eventually found your courage and hung out with Zoro more and more.

Your crush grew harder. Sometimes you wondered if he liked you back with some of the things he did. Each time you were in danger, Zoro would rush to your aid and made sure that you were okay. It made your heart flutter and the thought to confess popped into your mind each time. You were finally going to tell him how you felt, but then you all got separated by Kuma. It was a painful two years, but you were determined to return to your friends and Zoro!

"Waaaaaaaaah! (Y/N)-Swaaaaaaaaaan! You look beautiful!" Sanji cheered as he, Luffy and Zoro finally joined with the others.

"Hey, long time no see," You said quietly, smiling towards the three. You glanced at Zoro, "Ah-"

"Good to see you," Zoro said with a pat on your head.

You pressed your bottom lip out, slightly pouting. How could someone get even hotter? The warmth of Zoro's hand left your head as Luffy told everyone to sail out for Fishman Island. You hurried to your post, watching Zoro the who time. You had questions for him, but most of all, you wanted to tell him how you felt. Once the ship was submerged, everyone went to do something or watch the beauty of the undersea world. You on the other hand, noticed Zoro staring at you. He motioned towards his lookout post.

Of course you followed! You climbed the ladder and closed the small door beneath you when you reached the lookout. All of Zoro's old training equipment was still there. It was almost as if the man slept here than in his actual bunk.

"You've grown," Zoro said casually, towering behind you. Your breathing hitched as you felt his hand on the back of your neck, moving a strand of hair,

"Um...So have you," You whispered, turning to face him, "Your eye-"

"It's fine," Zoro observed your body, his hand now at your cheek, "I trained a lot in these past two years. I couldn't do a lot of things." He trailed off. You gulped, staring at his toned chest,

"I missed you, Zoro."

"Just missed?" You could hear his disappointment. You raised your head,

"Uh, more than missed." Now was your chance, "I wanted to tell you before we got separated, uh...I...Zoro, I really, really like you!"

Your heart was racing a mile a minute. Opening your eyes, you gasped as Zoro's face was in front of yours. He had a smirk that made your heart flutter. Zoro's hand stroked your cheek, bringing your face closer to his. He brought his lips towards yours. Your eyes widen as your brain started to spin.

"Wha-"

"I don't let anyone sleep on me," Zoro chuckled. His hands rubbed down your sides, "I thought about you every day. I'm having a hard time holding myself back now that you're in front of me again." He muttered lowly.

A small squeak was all you can say. Was Zoro seriously saying this. You went to pinch yourself, but Zoro grabbed your hand. He kissed you again and pressed your back against the mast. You went to reach for him, wanting to catch your breathe. Now that you thought about it, all those times you thought he liked you made sense. Zoro let you sleep beside him, hold his swords and fix his hair when it got long. Hell, Zoro even used your lap as a pillow from time to time.

"I wonder if you're still going to be quiet during this," Zoro kissed your neck, "You still smell so sweet."

"H-Huh, Zoro....Wait-"

"I waited for two years," Zoro pulled your shirt up, earning a mewl from you, "If you want me to stop...Then say it now."

You rolled your lips inward. You liked where this and going and honestly, you had been waiting far too long too. Zoro gave you a minute to respond before continuing. His hands rested on your chest, massaging your breasts as he grinded his crotch against yours. This was better than what you tried to do yourself. You could feel your body warm up everywhere Zoro touched. Your hips were starting to move with his, wanting the friction to get more raw.

Zoro was watching your reaction. He went to kiss you again, his hands diving into your pants. You moaned into his mouth as he started to rub your clit. Zoro broke the kiss with a trail of salvia between the two of you. You gripped Zoro's vest, panting softly as he rubbed your clit faster. You started to moan loudly as he entered a finger inside your pussy. You flinched, feeling yourself getting wetter as he started to fuck you with his hand.

"Damn, I've been dreaming of this for so long," Zoro groaned and glanced towards the window, "You're not so quiet now."

"Z-Zoroooo!" You moaned.

You arched your body towards Zoro, you legs trembling. Your body was getting hotter as you felt a knot twist in your stomach. Zoro held you and curled his fingers, causing you to moan again. That knot was about to burst. Zoro sucked on your neck as he added another finger inside your dripping pussy. When he did, you cried out his name, reaching your first orgasm.

Zoro's eye sparkled before bringing you against the window. You gasped lowly, looking down at the others. They were having a good time, watching the sea creatures. All they had to do was look up in your direction and they would see you naked against the window. Zoro slid your pants down along with his, rubbing his cock against your wet folds.

"Excited, are we? If look up, they'll see me railing you," He said with a low chuckle.

"N-No! Zoro, can...can we not-"

Zoro fondled you breasts once more, slowly pushing his cock inside you. You got on your tippy toes, crying out as you felt him stretch your walls. This was actually happening. You whimpered as he kept pushing himself inside you. It started to hurt, but you trusted Zoro. Once he was fully inside, you took a moment to catch your breathe. He was stretching you to your limit. Leaning against the window, you whimpered as you felt his heat increase.

"I'm going to start moving."

You gasped as Zoro pulled out, only to slam his hips back into yours. For only a second you felt empty only to be filled back up. Zoro held your hips as he slapped himself against you. His balls hitting your clit with every thrust. You had started to moan louder, pleasure overwhelming you at he reached deep inside. It sounded so dirty how he easily made work of your pussy. That loud slapping noise each time he thrusted inside you was so lewd.

"Shit, you feel so good. I'm been waiting for this, (Y/N). I missed you so much,"

"Mhm, me...me too...ah...Z-Zoro, I....I'm clo-clo-"

Zoro grunted as he picked up his pace. You squeezed against his cock, gushing all over him as you climaxed again. You bit you lower lip, trembling as Zoro pressed you against the window more. His grunts and moans were so sexy. You gasped as you felt something hot fill your womb. Whimpering, you looked down to make sure no one saw the two of you. You sighed in relief, seeing that everyone was now focused on something Luffy did.

"You keep looking like you want them to catch us," Zoro turned you over, your back against the window now, "Now that we're reunited, I want you to be more vocal with me."

"B-But I usually a-ah~" Zoro groaned as he shoved his cock inside your walls again.

"Only with me. I want to hear your voice only." He grunted, holding you by your ass cheeks, "Whenever Luffy gets us into danger, come to me. If that pervert cook gives you something, share it with me. We're crewmates, right?"

"Your...still....hn...mean," You whined, moving your hips along with his.

"Hehe, oh I think someone is looking," Zoro teased, feeling you clench around his cock, "Not so tight."

"C-Can we move away from the window!" You begged.

Zoro grinned, stealing a kiss from you as he kept slamming his hips into yours. He had you face the window once more, showing you that he was only teasing. Zoro lifted your hips higher, groaning as you kept squeezing his cock. You shook in pleasure as he kept hitting your g-spot. It made you moan louder, which gave Zoro a reason to keep his pace. He lowered his hand, rubbing your clit to force another orgasm out of you. He had been waiting for this for two years.

"Shit, I'm close. We can't tell anyone that we're a thing, got it?"

"Y-Yes!" You cried, orgasming once more.

Zoro grunted as he slammed his cock as far back as he could, filling you once more. He sighed in relief before pulling out and fixing himself. You on the other hand were exhausted. Zoro moved you away from the window, putting your clothes back on before hearing Luffy yell his name. Kissing you once more, Zoro folded his old clothes and placed your head against them like a pillow,

"I'll be back. I'm going to need a nap too,"

"Okay, I'll be waiting," You said tiredly, falling asleep on his old clothes.

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suguru-getos · 7 months

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୨・┈﹕✦﹕ Kinktober Day 12/13﹕✦﹕┈・୧

keigo takami x f!reader -> nipple play, thigh riding

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being the number two hero’s assistant at work had it’s own perks. you had a lavish salary, you had a lot of work so you were busy in the best of ways, you had hawks — the bestest perk ever. you got to be near him, near enough so you could smell his wonderful cologne whenever he talked to you, near enough to see his beautiful crimson wings and how they had a life of their own. expressing hawks’ moods whenever. sometimes they’d be extra perky, sometimes faltered up when he’s bored/annoyed. sometimes flared up when he’s a little moody.

you also know what he likes/dislikes by your heart. his favorite coffee, his favorite restaurant place he likes to takeout from. and his antics and his charm whenever he wants something.

it started a few months ago with a drunken one night stand which has now made you hawks’ most favorite toy and loved toy ever. you don’t want to label it as a relationship, part of you dreads he would run away if you got a little too clingy. part of you could almost see hawks wanting you to be his baby-mama with the way sometimes his pupils slit and his gaze darkens in the most carnal, predatory & animalistic of ways.

whether he would just shamelessly look down your ass when you wear a pencil skirt, bend you over his table and tease you with his semi protuding between your ass cheeks and call you cute for whimpering for him. or whether it’s one of his sick games. oh yeah— hawks loves to play with his prey, you.

today’s game was boredom. keigo was bored and sick of the paperwork he had, being the fastest hero sure had some disadvantages too. slumping dramatically over his desk, his brain smirked at what was next. he called you to his cabin, feathers quickly locking and shutting the roor while he yanked you to straddle his thigh, skirt hiked up and shirt’s buttons loosened. “fuck- hawks- what are you?” you gasped softly while his hands massaged your mounds with a hum.

“ssh~ is it professional to speak to your boss like that?” he smirked, leaning in and biting your sensitive earlobe. your breasts were pulled out of your bra cups, while you could feel your cheeks darken at the embarrassment and flustering situation keigo has put you in. you gasped, your pelvis on fire with the way he knows how to touch your body in the best ways.

“god it’s tiring to read so much.” keigo sighs, pinching and squeezing your nipples while you feel the pressure on your clit when he hikes his knee up. you gasped out, whimpering & mewling at the tug on your hardened nipples. “please- shit oh my god.”

hawks smirked, and you could feel his cockiness when he whispered. “it’s so lewd how you’re not listening—“ he mumbled, “don’t make me punish you now.” he warned once, pinching your nipple harshly so the pain makes you comply.

“hmm, so, where was i? yeah.” he grinned, still toying with your nipple and “grind on my thigh.” he commanded, and it was as if you had no choice but to comply. cheeks flushed as you moved your pelvis against him while he didn’t leave your nipples alone. “you will read these paperwork reports, all the ones which are left, and until we’re done… you don’t cum.”

a rebellious whine escaped from your parted lips, brows furrowed as you continued, and even though hawks had been relentless in toying with your pebbled nub, he means it. “come on; it should be rewarding in some ways.. shouldn’t it babybird?”

“go on… read.” hawks’ voice was a threatening order. while you whimpered, trying so hard to focus on the piece of paper in front of you.

“the- the smuggling gan- gang res- responsible for the smuggling of antiques was, hnng- recently caught by the wing hero.” you pathetically finished the sentence, while hawks could feel himself losing his mind over the way his cock threatened to come out from the tent in his pants.

“aw good girl.” hawks smirked, “continue… go on.” he continued, kissing the sweet spot in your neck & suckling onto your skin, breaking it into a hickey.

eventually, after long, cumbersome 44 minutes of you sniffling, whimpering, and begging hawks to let you cum, hawks melted. “awh, she’s crying now?” he cooed, kissing your cheek.

“go on babybird, cum for me.” he smiled, and you tipped off the edge, staining your pants and also his thigh while your nipples were sore from the continuous playing hawks never got tired of.

your mouth parted in a silent scream when you whimpered and tipped off the edge, nerve wracking orgasm tearing through you. “that’s it, sweet girl.” hawks cooed, kissing your cheek and eventually eating your sniffles in a silent, passionate kiss.

he did the courtsey of dressing you up, primming you up & kissing your chin. “that’s it girl, that’s it. you did so well for me. you know that? hmm?” his behavior had changed completely, peppering your face with soft and tender kisses all over. “gonna need you to go to dinner with me, love bird.” he cooed, while you hummed in a nod.

“sure, hawks.” you spoke out, wiping your tears and reduced to a mess in subspace.

“it’s keigo, sweetness.”

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spookykoolkat · 8 months

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introducing...

🩸♰ 𝐣𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐞'𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 ♰🩸

hello! welcome to my very first kinktober EVER! i will be writing for various people during this season, and have a few already done! currently this list consists of writing for three people — jim hopper, joel miller, eddie munson.

♱ these shorts can run from 500 - 10K words so be aware! i will put the word count with every post :) ♱

♱ these may also be posted late, or twice in a day depending if i can't keep up with my schedule :p sorry in advance! ♱

all dates that say TBA are up for request for any person of your choosing *preferably ones i write for* ^^

send in your request with the date you want, and you can be as detailed or as vague as you want. remember!!!* all my writing is written for plus sized women! so if you're bothered by that then i am very sorry but never in my life have i seen an all plus sized kinktober! so i will be here to represent for my girls 🖤🩷 i don't use many descriptions other than describing the character as fat, so my writing is SPECIFICALLY for fat black and brown women, women of color, and fat women in general 🩷

most of these fics are centered around halloween time, or just the season of fall! very few are just regular spicy stories :p

reblogs, comments and likes are very appreciated 🖤

but without further ado, here we go!

【 oct 1. exhibitionism 】

▹ joel miller is a stranger who fucks you on a nude beach.

【 oct 2. facefucking/choking 】

▹ eddie munson is your toxic on and off 'boyfriend'.

【 oct 3. dumbification 】

▹ joel miller is your grumpy old neighbor.

【 oct 4. taped 】

▹ eddie munson likes to record you during sex.

【 oct 5. caught 】

▹ joel miller is your dad's coworker, and tommy miller is his brother.

【 oct 6. glory hole 】

▹ eddie munson goes to a brothel for the very first time.

【 oct 7. sex work 】

▹ jim hopper gets bored and finds a cam girl site.

【 oct 8. size kink 】

▹ eddie munson is your skinny, lanky boyfriend.

【 oct 9. cockwarming 】

▹ joel miller just loves to be buried inside of you 24/7.

【 oct 10. phone sex 】

▹ eddie munson can't help himself when he gets on the phone to talk to his best friend at night.

【 oct 11. breeding 】

▹ joel miller aches to see you swollen and round with his baby.

【 oct 12. somnophilia 】

▹ eddie munson uses you while you sleep in his bed.

【 oct 13. orgy 】

▹ joel miller gets an invite to a sex party, only to find you and keep you to himself.

【 oct 14. high sex 】

▹ eddie munson gets you high for the first time.

【 oct 15. mutual masturbation 】

▹ joel miller finds a loop hole in his efforts of not ruining you.

【 oct 16. sexting 】

▹ jim hopper spends a late night at the precinct when his phone starts buzzing away.

【 oct 17. objectification 】

▹ joel miller loves to turn you into his personal sex doll.

【 oct 18. switch 】

▹ eddie munson lets you, a stranger, dom him.

【 oct 19. praise kink 】

▹ eddie munson finds that his new girlfriend loves to be good for him.

【 oct 20. edging 】

▹ joel miller loves to make you work for it.

【 oct 21. corruption 】

▹ eddie munson has always been a bad influence for you.

【 oct 22. thigh riding 】

▹ joel miller like to watch you ride his thigh.

【 oct 23. virgin 】

▹ eddie munson takes your pretty little flower.

【 oct 24. dacrysphilia 】

▹ joel miller loves to make you cry while he's inside of you.

【 oct 25. titty fucking 】

▹ jim hopper loves your double Ds a little too much.

【 oct 26. stigmatophilia 】

▹ eddie munson can't help but get hard every time he looks at your pierced body.

【 oct 27. obsession 】

▹ joel miller refuses to lose you, no matter what it takes.

【 oct 28. anal 】

▹ jim hopper has an insatiable urge to stretch out both holes.

【 oct 29. quirofilia 】

▹ eddie munson's hands never fail to get you embarrassingly wet.

【 oct 30. touch starved 】

▹ joel miller hasn't met anyone as needy as you.

【 halloween: surprise 】

▹ i shake shit up and write something i've never written b4 lol

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writing-for-marvel · 7 months

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Day 13: Somnophilia

Mob!Bucky's Kinktober Honeymoon

Mob!Bucky Barnes × Wife!Reader

Summary: Bucky enjoys moments like this where his work doesn’t get in the way of waking up beside you.

Warnings: strictly 18+, smut, tagging dubcon as it is somnophilia but reader has consented to being woken up with sex, unprotected vaginal sex, creampie

Word count: 1.2k

A/N: I think this is one of my favourites from this Kinktober collection, I hope you all enjoy it too! Dividers by me, please do not use. Banners by @vase-of-lilies

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Bucky Barnes has always been an early riser. In his line of work, you don’t get the luxury of sleeping in and enjoying those extra hours in bed, not when so many people are reliant on him for vital business to continue as usual.

But on his honeymoon he promised to allow himself that time. Those sleepy moments with you as the sun rises above the sea, as your eyes flutter open for the first time that day, languid kisses as your muscles begin to remember what it’s like to move again.

Now he’s experienced what that feels like, how tranquil the world is when it is exclusively the two of you snuggling in the hazy state between sleeping and being fully awake, he’s certain he’ll never be able to leave you tangled alone in his sheets again.

Even though he physically can’t sleep with the sun rays streaming through the parted curtains, he enjoys the warmth and serenity of simply being by your side.

Through the night you’ve managed to pull all the sheets to your side of the bed, leaving him with nothing but cuddling up to your body for warmth. But he doesn’t care, he’d burn down the whole world to ensure your comfort and safety, letting you hog the blankets doesn’t even seem like a sacrifice - it’s a privilege.

Plus, he’d much rather snuggle you, pulling your body back where you slot together perfectly, like puzzle pieces made for each other, then sleep alone with a bedspread. So that’s exactly what he does, sling a tired arm around your middle, hug you closer and position his leg between yours so you are as close as possible.

There’s a long moment where Bucky closes his eyes and simply relishes holding the love of his life close, but you’re not still for long. You begin wriggling in his arms, the small little whines released from your lips shiver straight down his spine to his now hardening cock. With Bucky cuddling your naked frame so close, your ass presses up against his pelvis and as you squirm in response to the apparent dirty dream, you only stimulate him further.

“You’re dreamin’ of me, aren’t you darlin’?” Bucky whispers, and even though you’re most certainly deep in slumber, he swears he sees the corners of your mouth upturn in a smile at the sound of his voice.

The idea that he also finds you in your dreamland, even when you’re spending every moment together in your waking hours makes Bucky’s heart feel so warm and full that it may burst at any moment.

Bucky remembers the conversation the two of you had not long after you moved in together. He works odd hours when back at home, leaving early in the morning, returning home in the middle of the night - you’ve given him permission to take what he needs from you, whenever he needs it.

“Look how wet you are, sweetheart.” His fingers tease your already dripping folds, circling around your clit which makes you writhe and whimper in response. Even in your sleep you’re so needy for him. “I could jus’ slip right in.” Bucky lifts your leg and thrusts his hips gently against your ass so that his dick pushes through your wet folds, coating himself in your arousal.

When his name cascades in a moan from your lips while still sound asleep, he can barely hold back, his cock aching almost painfully to be nestled within your fluttering walls. But he reminds himself that you are peacefully sleeping, and doesn’t want to wake you with a fright.

Your breath hitches when Bucky’s swollen tip, leaking precum, catches at your entrance before nudging your clit and you instinctively press your hips back into him. Bucky grunts into your ear as he finally slips inside you, slowly filling you inch by inch as he feels your tight walls clamping down on him.

When he’s fully seated within you, he can feel you wiggle your hips as you stir.

“Bucky…”

“Mornin’ darlin’.” He gradually pulls out of you, feeling your walls trying to suck him back in. “Is this what you were dreamin’ about? Creamin’ on your husbands cock?”

It seems as though you’re already on cloud nine, too blissed out to do anything other than hum in agreement.

Bucky tilts his body, angling himself so that with each rock of his hips he grazes that spot inside you which makes you see stars. The moment feels exquisitely intimate, slow, deliberate movements designed purely for pleasure, sweet whispers of praise as one of Bucky’s hands kneads your breasts.

“Fuck, right there. Don’t stop, Bucky.” You beg breathlessly as your hand travels down to where your bodies are connected and begins playing with your clit. Bucky just about cums at the sight.

His grip on your thigh becomes a little tighter. Bucky loves this angle, being squeezed deliciously by your velvety walls, being able to feel how needy you are by pushing back against him with each thrust. He is also able to hold his entire world in his arms, feel the woman who he would give up everything he owns to protect and make happy come undone next to him

“I won’t - not until you cum for me.” Bucky pants, trying to maintain a steady rhythm with his hips as he places a gentle kiss to your shoulder blade.

Knowing he is responsible for every breathy moan, every whimper trickling from your lips only fuels Bucky to keep thrusting, trying to hold out just that little bit longer until he can make you cum first.

“God, you feel so good.” Bucky can sense you’re about to cum by the fluttering of your walls around him and the breathless pitch of your voice.

It only takes one, two, three more rocks of his hips before he feels your warmth clamp down on him as if you never plan on letting go. It’s enough to send Bucky over the edge right alongside you - his cock twitches, balls tighten, and the knot in his stomach unwinds as he spills every spurt of his orgasm inside you. The bedroom is filled with chants of both your names as you each ride the waves of pleasure all the way to the metaphorical shore.

“Did you like that, baby?” Bucky knows he should get a warm washcloth from the ensuite to clean you up, and he will, he just can’t release you from his warm embrace just yet. He needs another minute of holding you. “Like being woken up with your husband's cock?”

“Fuck yes.” You flip over so you’re now facing him, and what a sight to behold. His bewitchingly beautiful wife, the light of his life, a tired smile tugging at the corners of your mouth, in the gleam of the early morning sunrise, is looking at you like you cannot wait to spend every morning exactly as you’ve spent this one. “Want you to wake me up like that everyday for the rest of my life.”

“That can certainly be arranged.”

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lovelybucky1 · 7 months

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Bad Guys Win

Kinktober Day 13- Knife Kink

part two of "nice guys finish last" but can be read as standalone fic

warnings: AFAB!reader, horror movies, referenced violence, knife play, dirty talk, under negotiated kink, dom/sub dynamics, 18+ minors DNI

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Ever since that night Anakin got you high and confessed his desire for you, you've been spending a lot more time together. You're still just friends, but now your relationship has a lot more benefits than it did prior.

Tonight Anakin invited you over because he had the house to himself. It was far too casual to be a date, but he got pizza delivered and there was cold beer on the table, so at least he made an effort.

You had no delusions about why you were there. It's a hookup between friends. Good friends, sure. Ones who care about each other very deeply, but it was still just sex.

That's why you were confused when Anakin grabbed your arm and led you down the stairs to the basement. It's technically unfinished, but it was a large area rug, a couch, and a TV hooked up with your brother's PlayStation.

He told you it was movie night and rifled through the shelf of movie cases. He chose Friday the 13th because it was fitting for the day. You fondly rolled your eyes at his joke and joined him on the couch once he got the DVD in the player.

He pressed up against your side on the couch and pulled the classic yawn move and put his arm around you. It was a bit odd to cuddle with Anakin like this, but you know him well enough that the closeness wasn't uncomfortable. The closeness did, however, allow him to feel every twitch of your body.

You jump when Jason pops out of no where, jostling Anakin.

"You okay?" he asks, chuckling.

You scoff. "I'm fine."

"Are you scared? Don't worry, your big brother will protect you," he jokes.

You elbow him in the ribs. "Don't call yourself that, freak."

Anakin just laughs and turns his attention back to the movie.

When it gets to the final chase scene, you're squirming with anxiety. You know it's just a movie, but the suspense gets you to. Anakin looks down at you with a smirk on his lips.

"Would you fuck him?" Anakin asks.

Your head snaps to the side, looking at him with furrowed brows. "Jason?"

"Yeah," Anakin says.

"You mean the crazy killer with the knife?"

Anakin adjusts his position so he can see you better. "Yeah. I mean like, you don't have to think he's hot. But if it was me, would you fuck me?"

What a weird fucking question. You can't tell if he's genuinely curious or if he's fishing for some kind of compliment.

"I guess," you shrug.

"If I had the mask and the knife?"

"Yes, Anakin," you sigh, getting annoyed that he's talking over the climax of the movie.

"Would you like it if I chased you?" he asks, his voice suddenly taking on a different tone. "Would you be my final girl?"

You raise your eyebrow at him. "Is this a sex thing?" you ask.

"Yeah," he smirks. "Think about it. You'd play the little, innocent helpless victim and I'd be the big bad killer. Maybe you got wrapped up in a relationship with a guy who's a bad influence nothin' but trouble," he says as he leans closer to you. "He brings you right to me and I have to have you. I get him out of the way first, and after that, you're all mine."

You lean back as Anakin advance, but when the back of your head hits the couch, you realize you have no where else left to go. Your heart begins to race in his chest as his eyes look over you hungrily. You can't deny that you're getting a little excited despite not knowing what Anakin is up to.

Suddenly, Anakin shifts. He leans up a bit and reaches behind him, searching for something in his back pocket. He reveals a small silver pocket knife that glints in the light from the screen.

He flips the blade of the knife up and you can see the sharp silhouette in the dark. It's only about three inches long, nothing like Jason's, but this one is real.

"I've got you now," he smirks.

The arm around your shoulder turns from comforting to restraining. He's holding you firmly in place by your shoulder with his other hand being occupied by the knife.

"You're crazy," you breathe.

"You want me to stop?" Anakin asks, dropping the knife for a moment.

You consider, but you're open to trying new things and this is obviously something that gets Anakin going.

"No," you say. "Just don't kill me."

Anakin grins, his white teeth glowing in the dark. He raises the knife again and lets the tip of the blade catch on the fabric of your shirt.

"I'm not gonna kill you, you're too special. I'm gonna keep you for myself."

Anakin is now leaning over top of you, blocking your view of the TV. His hand holds your shoulder firmly and his knee is resting on the cushion between your legs. You're trapped, but you don't want to get away.

Anakin tips your chin up with the flat of the knife, making you look at him. He tilts his head condescendingly and looks at you with pity.

"You're lucky I'm the one who got you. Some of the other guys aren't so generous. They like to see pretty things like you bleed dry, but I prefer to keep 'em wet," he says.

You're unclear of the story that goes along with this little fantasy, but you suppose that's not necessary to play the role of the helpless victim.

"Why are you doing this to me?" you ask, using a higher pitched voice to play up the desperation.

Anakin seems elated at your participation in his game. "Because I saw you squirmin' during the movie. This shit turns you on, huh?"

You whine when he shakes you. "No it doesn't," you say. "I was scared."

Anakin hums, not believing you. "Maybe you're more of the Ghostface type then. Would you fuck him?"

Suddenly you feel too shy to maintain eye contact with Anakin. You don't know how he read you like that, but he's right. You've always had a thing for Ghostface. Not the killing, but the voice and that flirty tone he used.

"Yeah, you fucking would," Anakin grins. "So that's your type, huh? I can do that for you, baby."

Anakin has never called you baby before and it does something to you. The tenderness of the pet name combined with the sharp metal waving in your face makes for a confusing mixture of desire in your abdomen.

Before your mind can catch up with your body to realize what's happening, Anakin has you on your back on the floor. He's kneeling over you, straddling your torso. In this position, the side of his face is lit by the TV and he looks hotter than ever. The manic grin on his lips, the lust in his eyes, the line of his throat.

"Aren't you gonna try to run?" he asks. When you shake your head no, he laughs. "Some final girl you are. Just handing yourself over to the bad guy to do whatever he pleases with you."

Anakin tosses the knife on the couch, then grabs the waistband of your sweatpants and panties and pulls them down together. You lift your hips to help him get them off and once you're bare, he slots himself between your legs and hooks them over his shoulders.

"And bad guys like me love ruining pretty things like you," he smirks wickedly.

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1800jjbarnes · 5 months

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◆ 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 ◆

Kinktober is finally here. Sorry this took so long... I have been quiet sick. This is my first time writing this event as well, so eh. If it's bad im sorry. But, without further ado, let's get started. ♥︎

All works are mature, viewers be advised.

Masterlist

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Day 1: Car Sex - [STEVE ROGERS]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : A trip turned sour due to a storm. But, luckily, Steve knows just the thing in turning this gloomy day into a more steamy one.

Day 2: Voyeurism - [STEVE ROGERS]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Biker Gang Leader doesn't like sharing unless it's to do with his best friend.

Day 3: Shower Sex - [BUCKY BARNES]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : When Bucky comes from a long and stressful day, he only wants one thing... You bent over.

Day 4: Food Play - [STEVE ROGER]

Day 5: Exhibitionism - [BUCKY BARNES]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Bucky couldn't keep his hands off you on a regular basis. But when he sees you in such a sexy outfit, he has no choice but to drag you to the nearest bathroom.

Day 6: Rough/Possessive sex - [BUCKY BARNES]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : You wanted to show your hot-headed lover that you could protect yourself. And what better way than to go looking for his number on rival....

Day 7: Thigh riding/dry humping - [STEVE ROGERS]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : You sweet producer boyfriend wanted to share something with you. But your neediness had other plans.

Day 8: Sensory Deprivation - [STEVE ROGERS]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : You were his work of art, and he loved to watch you squirm under him.

Day 9: Cock Warning - [BUCKY BARNES]

Day 10: Bondage - [BUCKY BARNES]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : It's Bucky turn to know what it feels like to have rope pull and tug on his beautiful skin, and he can't help my whimper at the sheer idea of it.

Day 11: Bike Sex - [BUCKY BARNES]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Bucky had begged for weeks for you to go for a ride with him... Cavinging in, you finally realize how pleasurable it is to ride his bike.

Day 12: Size Kink/Size Difference - [STUCKY]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Your two professors were more than happy to show you some tips and tricks to help you study.

Day 13: Breath Play - [BUCKY BARNES]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Bucky can't help but send death glares to any man who tried to have your attention for too long. Too bad you don't belong to him… yet.

Day 14: Marking/Biting - [STEVE ROGERS]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Wanda needed your help with trying out one of her experiments, and let's just say Steve was about to never let you leave the bedroom ever again because of it.

Day 15: Dumbification/Corruption - [BUCKY BARNES]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Bad Boy Bucky wanted to change for you. Be the better man you deserved, but what if you ended up changing more than him?

Day 16: Spit Play - [BUCKY BARNES]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : You were in love with the enemy, and oh, how it was it exciting.

Day 17: Fingering/Squirting - [STEVE ROGERS]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : You needed him, any part of him. But Steve wanted to see you squirm. To see you cry and beg for him to satisfy you.

Day 18: Toys/Mirror Sex - [STEVE ROGERS]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Steve couldn't decide what gift to buy you while he was on a mission in paris. So he bought them all and now wants you to try them out. Every. Single. One.

Day 19: Dacryphillia - [STUCKY]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : late night conversations aren't supposed to end in sex... right?

Day 20: Sex pollen - [BUCKY BARNES]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : You were gifted an Asgardian plant from Thor since he knew you loved greenery. Little did anyone know the pollen had some weird side effects when inhaled.

Day 21: Temperature Play - [STEVE ROGERS]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Your undead lover had finally come back from a late night hunt, finding you shivering from the winter weather. But do not fret, as he was...skilled in keeping others warm-ish.

Day 22: Double Penetration - [STUCKY]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : You're the newest member to join one of the most famous rock bands. And luckily for you they are all hot...and fuckable.

Day 23: Praise/Body Worship -[BUCKY BARNES]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Overhearing for so-called friends make fun of your "failures" in life made your loving mobboss boyfriend very unhappy. No one makes his Doll cry.

Day 24: Cum eating overstim - [STEVE ROGERS]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Stevie couldn't help it. Every time he saw you, he felt himself grow heavy in his slacks. You were everything he needed. And he needed you now.

Day 25: Caught in the act - [STEVE ROGERS]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : You wanted to help your boyfriend relax. It just so happened that some poor soul decided to interrupt.

Day 26: Sir Kink/Mafia both - [STUCKY]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : You were hiding a big secret from your two loving boyfriends. What happens when they finally find out?

Day 27: Succubus/incubus - [STEVE ROGERS]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Halloween is filled with spooky ghost stories and haunted places. But what if you end up walking right into a nightmare that was hiding a dream?

Day 28: Tentacles - [BUCKY BARNES]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : You're a Mercenary, searching for your next job in the galaxy. Little did you know, being stuck on a wateland planet was about to gift you more than just galactic credits.

Day 29: Monster Fuckers - [BUCKY BARNES]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Rain was pouring, and your heart was aching. You didn't care what the villagers nor that priest thought about him. You loved him, and you were going to prove it.

Day 30: Werewolf On Heat/Breeding - [STEVE ROGERS]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : You didn't know what it meant to be on heat, let alone know you could have one since you weren't a wolf... but here you were, and Bucky was going to help you through it.

Day 31: Dilf And Filth - [STUCKY]

↳ 【Synopsis】 : Your professors just want to help you learn and gain knowledge. Your first lesson happened to be very educational...

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straykeedz · 7 months

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day 13: han + public sex

©straykeedz

tw: bff2l; female anatomy; oral sex (f receiving); unprotected piv sex (don't do that at home 🤨); pull out method; cum swallowing (f); ♡

wc: 3,9k;

this is part of my kinktober masterlist. you can find my regular masterlist here (tho it will not be updated until the end of kinktober) ♡

🔖 (open): @linos-kitten ; @luneskies ; @kxcies-blog ; @idunnomanmynamewastaken ; @cessixja ; @stolasisyourparent ; @kookiesbunny ; @xoxo-xoxo-bunny ; @ivyskzsworld ; @mal-lunar-28 ; @leetaste ; @sunnykynnie ; @channiesgoodgirl ; @seonghwatoothless ; @mrsminho ; @seungminluv3 ; @jin-from-the-block ; @aaasia111 ; @sulkygyu ; @whosanaanyway ; @y-ur--I ; @vixensss ; @nightimescapes ; @freckleboilix ; @dreamingaboutjisung ; @yourbeomiebear ; ♡

to make sure i add you to the taglist, your age must be clearly visible on your profile. also, empty blogs will not be added - add at least a profile picture to your blog so that i’ll know you’re not a bot. ♡

smut below the cut, minors dni.

🎯

It should feel weird - the way your best friend is feeling you up right now, practically grinding his hips against the skin of your ass, one hand on your hip and the other on your thigh, as your bodies move rhythmically to the song playing in the club, but it doesn’t.

It doesn’t, because you and Jisung aren’t just friends. You’re not friends with benefits or anything, actually, it’s just that - you guys have history. And feelings for each other, but you didn’t know this until a few months ago, when he casually confessed it during a night out with you and the guys. Needless to say, you were shocked when those words came out of his mouth - words you never thought you’d get to hear.

“You know - I never told you, but…”, he’d slurred, a bit tipsy but not drunk yet. “I had the biggest crush on you a while ago.”

You’d nearly dropped your drink.

You were alone, outside the club to get a breath of fresh air, and Jisung had offered to come with you, not wanting you to be alone with a bunch of drunk guys. His confession came out of the blue, shocking you because - fuck, Han Jisung had had feelings for you. And you had had a crush on him. Feelings you’d tried to hard to bury somewhere deep inside of you, feelings you’d sworn to never act on - too scared to ruin your friendship. And now he was there, beside you, an arm over your shoulder and his forehead against your temple, confessing his feelings for you.

Had, he had said. Not have. There was no need to get your hopes up, he’d clearly gotten over it already. So why was your heart beating fast in your chest? Why were your legs shaking?

“I had feelings for you too.”

That night marked a turning point in your friendship with Jisung, for the both of you, and God knows what would’ve happened if a drunken Felix hadn’t interrupted you. However, despite it being a turning point, you and Jisung never really talked about that night - you just let it slide and never mentioned it.

But things changed between the two of you - not necessarily for the bad. In fact, everyone around you could clearly see that there was definitely something going on between of you, because you’d started to just flirt with each other blatantly. Things never really escalated, tho, and the flirting remained purely platonic.

Then, you got a boyfriend - not really an official boyfriend, just a guy you were seeing casually -, and the flirting stopped, and you and Jisung went back to being the best friends you’d always been. And then it was his turn to get a girlfriend - and it lasted for a while, until they broke up out of the blue. It was pretty bad, and they didn’t remain on good terms, but Jisung never really told you the true reason why they broke things off with each other.

As soon as you were both single - the flirting resumed, this time even more obvious, with risqué jokes here and there, and you both got even more touchy than you already were towards each other, to the point that you’d find yourselves cuddling on the couch during movie nights - your legs thrown over his and your head in the crook of his neck, his arms around your body. Kisses on your cheeks and forehead, hand holding, his hands caressing your inner thigh as he was driving, his arm around your waist whenever he had a chance, you sitting on his knees when there were no seats available and your legs were tired - every time you were around each other, you just couldn’t keep your hands to yourselves.

Which leads you to now - his chest pressed against your back, and you can feel his hot breath against your skin as he moves his hips to match the rhythm of the song. You’ve been reciprocating his flirting the whole night, being more touchy than usual, but it’s because tonight - you’re a woman on a mission. This situationship with Jisung has to either level up and escalate into something more, or you have to confront each other about it and decide to stay just friends.

You can’t go on like this any longer - deluding yourself, thinking this could be something more. You need to know.

So - you purposely grind your ass on his dick while dancing, and you don’t miss the way the grip he has on your waist and thigh tightens as an automatic response, his breath hitches in his throat. You smirk when you feel the growing bulge in his pants, pressed right on your ass, so you grind on it once again. Same reaction, plus a small whimper. Then, his lips brush your ear, his hair tickling your skin.

“Don’t do that.”, he doesn’t sound demanding - just desperate.

You turn your face in his direction, nose brushing against his, ass still pressed on his dick. “Do what?”, you try to play dumb and act all innocent.

“You know what.”, he grins, shaking his head.

You grind on your ass once again, feeling his hot bulge between your ass cheeks, hard and probably aching, begging to be touched. “Oh, you mean this?”, you giggle.

He grips your hip tighter, an attempt to stop your movements. “Yeah, this.”, he whines. “Don’t do it, please.”, he mutters, looking you in the eye.

“Why?”, you brush his nose with yours.

He rests his forehead against yours, closing his eyes. “Because it makes me wanna have you.”

It makes your heart beat fast in your chest. It makes you wanna have him. Right here, right now. After all, that’s the result you were hoping for.

“You can have me.”, you whisper on his lips, biting your lower lip.

He opens his eyes immediately, slightly pulling away from you to look you in the eyes - he wants to check if you’re being serious or if you just cracked a joke. But you’re not laughing. In fact, you’re looking at him through your eyelashes, big doe eyes staring at him like he’s your whole world - and he is.

“What…”

“I want you, too.”, you confess. “I thought I was making it pretty clear with all the flirting back.”, you giggle.

It’s funny how you’re discussing this whole thing when you’re in the middle of the dance floor with people all around you and you have his hard dick pressed against your ass - but it’s now or never. Jisung looks sincerely shocked, but inside his chest his heart just flipped. He doesn’t know how to respond to that, but one thing is sure - he doesn’t want you to think it’s just a physical thing.

“I want you.”, he admits. “I really do. But I don’t want you to think-“

“I don’t.”, you interrupt him, a smile on your face.

“How do you know what I was going to say?”, he furrows his eyebrows, but a smile appears on his face, too.

“Sometimes you seem to forget we’ve been best friends for more than half of our lives.”, you chuckle.

You both lean in, noses brushing once again as you both close your eyes in anticipation for what’s about to happen. It’s not your first time kissing Jisung, if you were to be honest. You’d been each other’s first kiss back then when you were younger. Then, you nearly kissed again years later - it happened in his bedroom, you don’t even recall how it happened, but you’re sure it’d have escalated into something more if Felix hadn’t barged in the room, making you practically jump away from each other. That guy needs to get a life, seriously. Drunk or not, he’d always find a way to cockblock you. But now he’s not in the proximity of you and Jisung, so hopefully you won’t get interrupted.

When your lips finally touch Jisung’s - he freezes under your touch for a couple of seconds before he eventually starts kissing you back. There should be a little bit of nervousness, shouldn’t you? You’re kissing your best friend after all. But what’s weird is - it doesn’t feel weird at all. However, the position you’re in feels kinda uncomfortable, and you turn your body to that your chests are now pressing together and his erection is directly brushing your clothed belly while Jisung’s arms are around your waist, pulling you closer.

The place is crowded, but you feel as if you and Jisung were the only ones here on the dance floor. Soon, you feel his hot tongue brush your lower lip, and you clench your thighs when it slips inside your mouth. You cup his face with one hand with no intention of pulling away from the kiss, resting the other one on his chest, twisting the chains he’s wearing as necklaces with your finger. He has both his hand on your hips, but lets one wander south to reach your lower back, stopping right before the curve of your ass, wanting to make sure you’re okay with this before actually taking things further. You give him a small nod, still kissing him, letting out a small sound against his mouth, and he takes it as a sign to continue.

He firmly squeezes your asscheek, which causes you to let out a small whimper that makes his head spin because, fuck, he’s the one who’s making you moan right now and he can’t believe it. The tips of his fingers are nearly brushing the hem of your very short dress - a dress you chose for a purpose, and that reminds you of your evil, evil plan for the night.

You pull away from his lips and he lets out a whine in protest, already missing the way your lips felt against his - divine and just right. Then your lips brush his ear, you want to make sure he doesn’t miss what you’re about to tell him.

“I’m going commando.”

He freezes once more, looking at you with big, brown eyes wide open, but his cock throbs inside his boxers nonetheless. You’re giggling, probably finding his reaction weird or cute, while he’s still processing your words. You’re there, in his arms, wearing an incredibly sexy dress, which is also incredibly short, ending just below your ass - and his fingers are currently grabbing said ass, a few inches away from your apparently bare pussy. The thought makes his brain short-circuit.

“You…” he’s speechless. “You’re not wearing…?”

You shake your head. Does that mean that you planned this? You actually did, but he can’t know it. Nonetheless, he suspicion is enough to make him impatient now. He leans in to make sure you hear him despite the loud music.

“Let’s go to my place.”

You don’t want to go home - you know how it’ll end. It’ll ruin the mood and probably make things awkward if you just postpone it. Not to mention that there’s always the possibility of one of his roommates coming back home, which would be a shame. Things need to escalate between you, and they need to escalate now. So, you shake your head as a no, a for a second Jisung thinks you changed your mind and don’t want this anymore, when it’s actually far from it.

“I need you now.”, you bite your lip, looking at him with eyes he’d never seen before.

“Here?”, he says in a high-pitched tone, raising his eyebrows.

You nod. “We can go somewhere more private.”, you state matter-of-factly - there’s no way you’re actually doing it on the dance floor, surrounded by people of course. “I mean, if you want to…”

Jisung and rational thinking are polar opposites right now, so all he can do right now is lick his lip and nod frantically, muttering a fuck, yeah before grabbing your wrist and dragging you away from the dance floor.

You find an empty room and don’t think about it twice. You actually suggested going to the bathroom, but Jisung had protested, clarifying that he wasn’t going to fuck you in an icky bathroom for your first time. That’s how you ended up in a dusty and semi-dark storage closet, secluded but not too much unfortunately, and you can still hear people’s footsteps outside the small room.

Jisung wedges a chair in the door handle to make sure no one would barge in on you, but you doubt its effectiveness, aware of the fact that anyone with muscles or brute force would be able to just push the door open. It doesn’t matter, tho, it makes it more exciting somehow.

You’re about to sit on a dusty piece of furniture, but Jisung stops you. “Yah, you’re not sitting on that with your bare ass. God knows what people have done in here.”, he sounds almost as if he’s scolding you. Then, he crosses his arms over his chest and takes his oversized black t-shirt off, handing it to you. “Here. Sit on this.”

And they say chivalry is dead.

You accept the piece of clothing, but can’t stop staring at Jisung’s naked chest - the way the chains adorn his neck and collarbone turns you on even more. Your best friend is hot, it’s undeniable.

It happens in a rush - he’s standing between your legs and his lips are back on yours, tongue inside your mouth as his hands roam all over your body in a more promiscuous way than they did back on the dance floor. He’s now groping one of your breasts with one hand and has the other one on the underside of your thigh, caressing the soft flesh, occasionally squeezing it.

But one question has been running through his mind nonstop. He needs to know.

“Were you serious?”, he asks, still panting, as soon as he pulls away from the kiss. “About not wearing anything under your dress?” Poor boy’s still trying to recover from your racy confession.

You grab him by the wrist, moving his hand to your inner thigh, closer and closer to your groin. If he moves them just a little bit, he’ll find out you’re not lying. “Why don’t you find out yourself?”, you lure him with your words.

Looking you in the eye, he does as you said, fingers a bit shaky as he moves them up your inner thigh until -. His breath hitches, and his eyes widen when his digits brush your naked vulva, and he lets out a desperate whine. He lets his fingers run up and down your labia a couple of times before he asks you - “Can I?” with a shaky breath.

You nod, thinking he’s going to finger you to stretch you out and get you ready for him. He manages to surprise you by dropping on his knees in one swift motions, now kneeling between your spread thighs, facing your bare pussy.

“Come a bit closer.”, he instructs, and you oblige, sitting on the edge of the piece of furniture, lifting your dress to give him better access. You suck in a breath when he he licks a long stripe on your most intimate parts, damping the whole surface before latching his mouth on your clit. How he managed to find it on the first try will forever remain a mystery - not that you’re complaining.

Your immediately entangle your fingers in his dark hair, tugging at it a bit harshly when he starts sucking on your clit - lewd, wet sounds filling the small room, blending harmoniously with the latino song playing in the background.

“You taste amazing.”, he praises, releasing your clit only to place a couple of wet kisses on your groin and inner thigh. “Never wanna stop licking this pussy.”, he mutters - more to himself - before swirling his tongue around your clit.

“Never want you to stop.”, you whine, and he smirks.

When you look down - the sight is breathtaking. Your best friend kneeling on the ground, between your legs, the palms of his hands resting on each of your thighs as he gives you the most perfect oral sex you ever received in your whole life, sucking on your clit as if it were his damn job. He senses you’re getting close to your orgasm when he feels your legs beginning to shake under his hands.

“Don’t stop.”, you beg. “Please, please, don’t stop.”, your moans sounds like the most beautiful melody to his ears.

His eyes snap up in your direction and you cum a couple of seconds later - making eye-contact with your best friend as he sucks your clit, tugging at his hair as his tongue licks you clean while he swallows every thing you have to give him, as he makes satisfied humming sounds.

You can taste yourself on his mouth once he stands up once again and crashes his lips on yours, cupping your face in his hands while you let yours wander all over his naked torso, occasionally toying with his chains - you love when he wears them.

“Ji.”, you let out a shaky breath, when he starts kissing your jawline, then that spot right behind your ear. How is it possible that he knows exactly which spots drive you crazy? “Fuck me.”, you moan, palming his erection over his dark jeans - he’s impossibly hard.

He lets out a strangled sound, then lets his hands reach the button of his jeans. He undoes it and unzips his fly - all of this while kissing your neck, not even thinking about stopping, not with the way you’re reacting to his kisses. You help him slide his jeans down his thighs until they reach his knees, but that’s more than enough for what you have to do. Then, he hooks his fingers on each side of his boxers and drags them down just enough to free his cock and balls.

He moans when you wrap your fingers around his length and pump him a couple of times. Then, he places one hand on top of yours, and slaps your clit with his cockhead a couple of times while biting on your neck.

“Tell me how much you want it inside.”, he begs, and his cock throbs at his own words.

“So much, Ji.”, you whine. “I want it so bad. Want you to stretch me out so good, want you to fuck me.”

He aligns his leaking tip to your entrance, and you move your hand away, resting it on the furniture behind you, gripping it as he starts to push inside. It burns a bit, but it’s because he’s big and you haven’t had action in a while. He feels you clenching around him, so he dampens his fingers with his spit, and brings the pad of his index and ring finger to your clit, circling it to get you relaxed enough for him to bottom out. You both moan when he’s fully inside of you, balls pressing against the underside of your ass.

With the way he’s kissing your neck and touching your clit, the burn between your legs is soon forgotten and replaced by another sensation - the desperate need to feel him moving inside of you. “You can… start moving.”, you whimper after a while.

The first thrust inside of you has both of you grunting in an almost animalistic way. Jisung hooks his forearm on the underside of your knee, spreading your leg even more, and you get the hint, wrapping your leg around his waist. Then, he places his other palm on the wall to balance himself. One of your hands ends up on the nape of his neck, the other one rests on his lower back as he begins to move inside of you.

If someone walked in right now - they’d find you and Jisung writhing in pleasure. Him, set between your legs, his pants pooled around his knees and your leg around his waist as he fucks his cock into you, each time deeper. You’ll probably be sore tomorrow, but it’s so worth it. Then, they’d hear your heavy pantings and guttural moans mixed with wet sounds and skin slapping against skin. Maybe the thought turns you on more than you expected it to, because you find yourself close already.

“Fuck - I love this, I love you.” Jisung mumbles, slamming his hips against yours, balls slapping on your ass.

He probably didn’t realize what he said - the three magic, little words. I love you. You and Jisung say those words to each other all the time, but it’s usually with a complete different meaning. But now, when he’s balls deep inside of you in an empty, dusty storage room, you know he meant them in a different way.

“Been wantin’ to do this for so long.”, he continues, rambling, not paying attention to what he says and, paradoxically enough, it makes you realize he’s being sincere.

“Me too.”, you moan, one hand reaching for his ass, squeezing the soft flesh as you feel your orgasm approaching. “I- I love you too.”, you let the words slip out.

He snaps his head up to look you in the eye, shocked by your confession, not halting his movements between your legs tho. He thrusts harder, resting his forehead against yours, closing his eyes and breathing through his nose, feeling on the verge of his orgasm himself. He lets go of your leg only to bring his fingers on your clit once again, rubbing fast circles on your clit to help you get off in case you needed some extra stimulation, and it’s as if he read your mind. You’re cumming around his cock mere seconds later, your tight walls squeezing him extra tight and he can feel you pulsating around him as you release, loud whimpers falling from your lips.

That’s the final straw for him, too, and he manages to pull out of you before it’s too late, pumping his length with his fist. Still a bit dazed from your orgasm, you find some lucidity in yourself to realize what’s going on, and you’re quick to drop on your knees and take his cock in your mouth, allowing him to finish on your wet tongue with a deep grunt.

You both need some time to catch your breaths after what you’ve just done. You can’t really feel your legs, and neither can Jisung to be honest. It didn’t feel like it was your first time doing it, and you’re both pretty shocked by the chemistry between you two - in a positive way, of course. Which is a bonus point and the missing piece of the puzzle, because now you have the proof you’re compatible under every single aspect.

You quickly fix yourselves up - tucks himself back in his boxers and buttons his jeans up, and you slide your dress over the curve of your ass as he puts his shirt back on. You know he’s probably embarrassed to say something now, so you decide to be the one to break the ice by cupping his face and placing your lips on his.

“Now we can go to your place.”, you nuzzle your nose with his.

He’s grinning like crazy as he moves the chair that’s blocking the door, ready to exit the room and the club with you, intertwining his fingers with yours. As he opens the door, tho, he’s met with the very unpleasant look on the janitor’s face.

“Oops.”

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KINKTOBER DAY 13

TITLE: I can’t see you, but I can hear you:

WARNING: minors DNI with this post or my blog. I create NSFW SKZ related content and I know I won't be able to regulate every single interaction with those posts so please do not engage with my work and page whatsoever.

SUMMARY: an OT8 blurb version of each of the members engaging in phone sex with the reader.

TAGS: phone sex, pre-established relationships, explicit language, dirty talk, use of the name ‘baby girl’.

KINK: phone sex

KINKTOBER23 - MASTERLIST

TAGLIST: @mal-lunar-28 @aaasia111 @queenmea604 @luneskies @kibs-and-bits @kbitties @dreamingaboutjisung @fairy-lixie

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BANG CHAN

When it comes to phone sex, Chan is always the teasing type. Using the ‘aw had to ring me because you’re horny?’ Or ‘is my baby girl that needy for me?’ But he will be the last person to ever admit that he himself doesn’t get like that when he’s needy. Chan will text you first to see if you’re up and if you’ve replied, he’s ringing you.

He’ll hit you with the croaky ‘baby, I miss you, I miss you body so much right now.’ And when you get to talking to try and help get him off, hearing his whimpers and moans through the phone is something otherworldly.

“You have no idea how much I need you right now.”

“I think I do if you had to ring me at this time of the night,” you’d say back to him.

“I know but, I was just thinking about you and I couldn’t stop myself. Need to fuck you so bad, need to be inside you and feel how wet you’d be for me.”

MINHO

Does not like phone sex for the sole purpose that it does absolutely no justice for the high level of his needs. But when you ring him for the same reason, that’s a different story. He’ll deliberately tease you. Minho will purposely instruct you not to touch yourself, otherwise not to let you cum. Sometimes he’ll be merciful and allow it, but most of the time, he won’t. He needs to make you cum himself.

“You’re what? Horny?” He asks. “How can you still be horny when I fucked you this morning just before I left?”

“Min…” you groan, frustrated with his response. “I can’t help it when you’re not here. Can’t I touch myself at least?”

“You can do whatever you want.”

“Please I just…I need you to….can you just-“

“Big words baby girl,” Minho would tease.

He is merciful enough to let you cum though because he loves you and can’t stand to hear you on the verge of tears from being denied to cum.

CHANGBIN

There is the odd occasion where Changbin will ring you in the dead of the night, horny as fuck and needs to talk to you to bust one out. But he doesn’t let up on the fact that, nine times out of ten, it’s always you who ends up ringing him. He has to talk you through the whole process of getting yourself off, telling you to slide your hand down the front of your pants and gently rub small circles into your clit.

This man could be in the middle of a crowded public place, be on the phone to you, and talking the dirtiest shit to help you cum. Saying something like ‘aw, I’m not here to fuck you now baby. You’re gonna have to use your hands.’ In short, Changbin power creeps you when you're away from each other because he knows there’s nothing you can do to satiate your needs other than to ring him.

“I can’t do this by myself,” you’d whine and complain to him over the phone. “My fingers aren’t enough, I need you, please.”

“I know,” he’d say apologetically. “But it’ll just have to do for now baby. “I’ll help you cum, yeah? Does that sound good?”

“Yes, hurry, please.”

HYUNJIN

Phone sex with this man would be like speaking to a god on the other end of the line. Most of the time, it’s not a phone call where one is horny and the other isn’t.

Usually, you’re both horny and roughly around the same time which is perfect yet frustrating. Phone sex is also amazing because you get to cum together, listening to one another on the end of the line mixed in with delicious wet sounds and angelic moans.

“I miss you so much angel, miss fucking that wet pussy of yours,” he’d say to you.

“Jinnie…come back soon, need it so bad,” you’d reply. “Want to cum around you…”

“Yeah? Like cumming around my cock don’t you baby? Wanna feel you shake, see your eyes roll back, see you cum for me…”

JISUNG

Needs to ring you to get himself off. Majority of the time, it’s always him. Like Jisung will send you a nude of his lower half and you can clearly see that he’s hard. And you’d reply with the rolling eyes emoji to which he’d take that as a sign to ring you and tell you just how horny he is. In saying that, when he’s gotten himself into that situation, Jisung will beg for you to do something, switching that sub mode on of his.

“Please…fucking make me cum, please,” he whines.

“I dunno Jisung,” you’d say hesitantly. “What makes you think I should?”

“Been…I’ve been good,” he swallows. “Just wanna cum.”

“Have you really been good though?” You question. “You sent me photo of yourself yesterday trying to get off…”

He did in fact send a photo to you of his stomach where strings of sticky white decorated his abdomen. It made you clench your legs together and it was hot enough to make you want to ring him and ask him for the same favor. But you did him one better and sent him a video of you making yourself cum in front of the mirror.

FELIX

A literal godsend when it comes to phone sex with you. He’s so understanding of your needs especially if you’re a fair distance away from each other and for equally as longer. As a result, he recognises how difficult it would be to get yourself off when he’s not there. He doesn’t like hearing you suffer, sexually too. If you want to cum, he’ll let you - no hesitation whatsoever. So with phone sex, whatever you need, he’s on it.

“I know you miss me baby, I miss you too. Want me to talk you through it?”

“P-Please Lix.”

“Okay then. Lie back and take off your underwear okay? Then I want you to rub your clit nice and slow for me,” he’d instruct.

“Mm - yes…”

“Feel good baby?”

“Not as good as your mouth,” you’d say which would make Felix’s cock twitch in his pants.

“I know, just a couple more days and I’ll be back. Then I’ll fuck you however you want. You’ve been such a good girl for me…”

SEUNGMIN

Seungmin can go one of two ways when it comes to phone sex; he can be impartial, understanding and generous when it comes to you ringing him. Or, he can be cruel. When he’s feeling nice, Seungmin will take you through the basics-

“Where’s your toy baby?” He’d ask you.

“It’s right here beside me.”

“Then why didn’t you turn it on in the first place, huh?”

“Because I wanted to wait for you to tell me what to do,” you’d reply back.

Then if he’s feeling the complete opposite, you have to start praying that he’ll let you cum. He’d let you use the vibrator, but good luck trying to orgasm.

“Seungmin please, I can’t…can’t take it…”

“That’s too bad,” he’d reply back. “Maybe you should’ve thought about that before sending me a whole set of nudes.”

JEONGIN

Jeongin is the type to not let you cum when you’re having phone sex with him because he has this thing where he needs to make you physically orgasm in person. Whether it’s by way of his fingers, dick, or mouth. He’ll let you start to get off, but he won’t let you finish. So he’d definitely delve into a bit of orgasm denial there.

“J-Jeongin…it’s too much, please, just wanna cum so bad for you.”

“No, what did I say?”

Tears would be pricking your eyes at this point having been half an hour into a call with him and still not allowed to cum, “I-I know what you said but, I just-“

“Don’t do it, or I’m not fucking you when I get back.”

You’d try and stifle a series of moans, but the silence on the other end of the line would tell Jeongin the whole story. At that point, he would know that you just came, completely disobeying his orders.

He’d politely wait a few moments just listening to your heavy breathing until he reckons you’ve come down and say, “what did I just tell you?”

“Come on, you love me too much.”

And you’re right, because he does and you know the minute he’s getting home, he probably won’t uphold his word by saying that he won’t fuck you.

A/N: this is unedited atm bc I am down with the flu and very tired lol I will come back to edit this when I’m a bit better and focus on the rest of my works x

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