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marvelavengerspovs1 · 2 months

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Pleasure

Pairing: Stucky x F!reader

Warnings: MDNI (SMUT 18+), oral (R+B), sex toys, masturbation, fingering, anal sex, degradation kink, praise kink, threesome, I think that’s it but lmk if I missed something

Length: 1139

Summary: You come back from a long mission to find Bucky and Steve in your bed. What could go wrong?

A/N: Hi! I’ve never written smut like this so any tips would be greatly appreciated! I also must say this: MDNI! 18+ ONLY! I cannot control what you consume so you have been warned!

I do not give consent for my work to be translated, copied, or sold!

You and Bucky agreed that you are it for each other. You couldn’t imagine your life being spent with anyone else. But you both agreed that you wanted to open up your sex lives. So you both agreed that letting Steve join the two of you wouldn’t be an issue. And it wasn’t. Steve may have crushed on Bucky in the 40s but he was over it and everything was purely sexual for the three of you.

So it wasn’t odd for you or Bucky to use Steve when one of you was away on a mission or only two of you could go.

Sweat drips down the boys’ bodies. All they can imagine is your perfect body between the two of them.

“Just thinking about her tight cunt,” Bucky grunts as Steve holds the fleshlight between his thighs.

Holding it with their hands didn’t have the same effect. They want to imagine how perfect you would be between them. With you sitting on Steve, his cock pushed deep into your ass, and Bucky on top of you, his cock deep in your pussy. Steve would thrust up making Bucky’s dick bury itself further into your slick folds.

Steve moans lightly as he holds his cock with one hand, trying not to get off on the image of you. Your breasts would bounce between the two of them, your nipples hardening with pleasure. One hand would be around Steve’s neck and the other would be on Bucky’s chest to hold yourself steady. And your mouth would be wide open with beautiful moans coming out.

“Bucky I’m going to come,” Steve whines, bucking his hips up.

Bucky starts to thrust faster, chasing his release. Quiet moans slowly become loud and messy. Bucky kisses the captain’s neck, leaving bite marks anywhere he feels. Steve moans once again and starts to pump his hand faster. Steve and Bucky start to meet each other halfway, thrusting to find their sweet releases. Until they hear the bedroom door close. They stop their thrusting and turn to the door.

“Don’t stop just because I walked in,” You say as you drop your duffle bag.

The two boys look at each other before starting again. Their thrusts start slow, trying to torture each other. Soon, the room was filled with a slapping sound as their hips began to meet the others and with their loud moans.

You quickly begin to undress, not wanting to miss anymore. You join them on the bed and lie on your back. You spread your legs and start to tease your clit. You can feel how wet you are already, but you don’t want to come too soon.

As you circle your clit, you start to give the boys directions. “Steve, stop touching yourself and stop using the fleshlight.”

Steve whimpers a little before listening to you. With one last pump, he lets his dick out of his hand and spreads his thighs slightly to remove the fleshlight from between him in Bucky.

“Good boy.” You insert one finger into yourself but you don’t start pumping your finger. “Now I want you and Bucky to switch spots but I want Bucky to be on his hands and knees and you to be behind him.”

The two listen to you. Once they’re in their positions, you start to pump your finger in and out slowly.

“Good boys,” You moan. “Now Steve, I want you to use Bucky like he used you.” Both of them moan at this.

Steve scrambles to grab some lube before quickly squirting some onto his fingers. He pushes one finger into Bucky and Bucky shakes with excitement. When Steve adds a second finger into Bucky, you add another for yourself. You and Bucky moan in unison.

The room fills with the sound of you and Bucky getting pleasured and all three of your moans. You continue to follow Steve but stop with three fingers, knowing that you want to use something else to give you your first orgasm.

As soon as Bucky is properly stretched and prepped, Steve slams his hips into Bucky’s ass. You let out a loud moan, seeing your boyfriend being taken by his best friend.

You quickly reach to your bedside table to pull out a vibrator. The hum of the vibrator makes the boys finally look at you. You smirk as you let it collect your juices before pushing it into you. You can see the jealousy behind their eyes.

Almost as if it is a challenge to see who can come faster, Steve thrusts harder and faster into Bucky. He pulls at the slightly overgrown hair at the back of Bucky’s head causing him to moan at the pleasure. You arch your back as the vibrator hits a spot your fingers could never. You grab one of your breasts and squeeze.

Quickly your hips start to move, imitating Steves. The boys continue to stare at how beautiful you look as you continue to chase your orgasm. Finally, your toes curl and your back arches as you let go. Your mouth is wide open as you let yourself moan as loud as you could.

Steve takes this as a sign that he and Bucky can finally let go now that you were taken care of. As you catch your breath, you can hear Bucky start to degrade Steve.

“Stop fucking me like you’re a virgin. We know that you’re the biggest slut here.”

Steve once again speeds up and thrusts harder, almost making Bucky fall. Once you take the vibrator out, you move in front of Bucky.

“Eat me out Sarge,” Bucky smirks at you and bites the inside of your thigh, close to your throbbing pussy.

Bucky uses his nose to his advantage. He nudges your clit with it and you jerk your hips up. He smiles and takes a deep breath, smelling you.

“You smell so good Doll.” He presses his tongue flat on your folds, tasting your previous orgasm. “You taste so good too.” And with that, he slips his tongue past your folds.

You gasp at the pleasure. With Steve thrusting hard into Bucky it’s creating a different kind of friction. You arch your back and grab a fist full of the sheets.

Bucky moans into your pussy. “I’m going to come.”

You lift your hips more, pressing your cunt into his face. You can feel your release building in your stomach, tingles making their way from your head to your toes.

Knowing that Steve is close too, Bucky starts his degrading once more. “Your thrusts are so pathetic Stevie, are you even trying?”

“Do you need me to show you how it’s done?” You mock.

“You might need to get your strap-on Doll, he can’t get me off the way you do,” Bucky smirks up at you.

Steve moans and thrusts two more times and Bucky is putty in his hands. Trying to make sure you get your second orgasm, he thrusts his tongue into your pussy and you come with him.

Steve continues to pump into Bucky until he finds his release, only three more thrusts. He buries his dick into Bucky, making sure every drop stays in. With you catching your breath and Bucky still coming, you decide it’s only fair to clean him up. So you take his cock in your mouth and swallow every last drip, licking whatever drops that landed on his thighs and onto the bedding.

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diejager · 5 months

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Oh my god imagine step-father König having to go with reader's mom to the airport (lets say it takes 2 hours)and dbf!Horangi coming to take care of her, but when he enters he sees her trying to get food and sneak in her room and lock the door or smth and he catches her lays her on the dinner table and starts eating her out till he overstims her ,but suddenly she feels smth strange and tries to push him away, he does not move and as a result she squirts for the first time. She is so embarasses poor thing but horangi is just so proud cause she did it for him the first time in her life ❤️ as a bonus how would könig react to seeing that scene coming home in that exact moment or when horangi brags?

Cw: DUB-CON/NON-CON, DARKFIC, STEPCEST, oral sex(fem!receiving), overstimulation, squirting, tell me if I missed any.

You cursed yourself for being too slow to exact your plan, holding a few bags of snacks and little sweets before locking yourself in your room, planning your day away from Horangi - who you mother made him promise to watch over her adult daughter - and your stepdad until you had to leave, but he’d suddenly grabbed you from the back of your shirt, shocking you enough for you to drop your bags in fright. He manhandled you to the kitchen table, a wide and cold surface against your warm skin, ripping your shorts in half and burying his face between your thighs.

You squirmed as much as you came, coating his face in slick and squeezing him with your trembling legs. His hot tongue pressed down on your throbbing clit, running the smoothness of the flat of his tongue over your nub, lifting the hood of your clit up and subjugating it to more pleasurable torture. Then he swirled the tip around your nub after holding the hood up with his thumb, holding you down while you jerked and twitched beneath his mouth. You cried out of oversensitivity, your bundle of nerve touched incessantly by Horangi’s tongue, feet kicking out and occasionally hitting his back.

Something gathered in your core, heavy and violent, it felt unbearable to you, an extremely tight knot coiled around another knot. It only amassed in potency, his lips wrapped snugly around your pulsing clit and he sucked, sucked hard while he filled you with his fingers. You came with a burst of light, your walls closing around his intruding fingers, pumping in and out of you at a lazy pace, curling upwards in effort to hit the inner parts of your clit. You soaked him with cum, body buzzing with energy, still riding out your orgasm with the gentle swirl of his tongue and a firm kiss on your thigh. You tiredly raised your head to peer at him, gazing down to brown eyes through a blurred and tearful sight.

Even in your numbed mind, you could see how drenched he was, His nose and cheek glistened with your slick, lips hidden by your soft mound that were to busy drinking up the cum dripping out of your hole. His eyes blazed with overwhelming passion - sacrilegious - as he gazed at you with unblinking eyes, drowning himself in the sight of your debauched figure, breasts rising with every laboured breathe you took, pebbled nipples from the colder air and skin layered with sweat. You were clueless about what happened, why you felt so sluggish yet so powered, but Horangi seemed to know seeing his proud and overjoyed smile.

“Was this your first?” He grumbled out, voice thick with something as he kissed your inner thigh.

“First what?” Your reply was slow —lethargic, in the face of his excitement. “I don’t-“

“Fuck, you’ve never squirt?” He brimmed with mirth, a dangerous amount of elation that made you feel trapped, unable to do anything but take what he decided to give.

How could you even defend yourself against someone so tall and practiced? You couldn’t even stop him from diving back in, his black eyes bright and gleeful.

“Was?” König sounded shocked from the tone of his voice, the higher pitch compared to Horangi’s softer voice, mumbling something to him once he stepped through the entrance of your house, “You made her squirt?”

Fuck, you caught the same eagerness in his tone.

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exhaslo · 7 months

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Kinktober Day 21- Yandere!Miguel x Reader (Breeding/Lactation Kink)

(Requested by reader, also early update bc I'm playing Spiderman 2 all weekend)

It was no lie to anyone that Miguel was a stressed man. His eyes packed more bags than someone did for travelling. You knew better than anyone the pent up tension that man carried. Miguel had the fate of the whole multiverse on his shoulders, plus his shitty Alchemax job. The man barely had time for sleep and himself. Even so, he always managed to find time for you. Miguel had to since he was your loving husband, after all.

You were just a regular person, but you worked with Miguel at the Spider Society. You were the front desk receptionist. Your job was basically to turn people away who accidently entered the building. Apparently which happened a lot. It was an easy job and one where Miguel could keep his eyes on you at all times.

You had been with Miguel for over two years. The man was head over heels in love with you. The moment he proposed you immediately said yes. You were happy to live a life with him. You shared his burdens and he with you. Miguel always said that you were his only stress reliever. Just seeing you each day made his tension melt away. He always joked about locking you away so no one but him saw you. It was cute.

That and the hours of dumb fucking sex. Miguel had a breeding kink. He was always determined to fill you to the brim with his cum, always threatening to get you pregnant. It turned you on so much. Miguel would fuck you anywhere and everywhere. One time he was so horny that he was drilling your pussy right at your desk. He did not care if anyone walked in, just as long as he got to fill you. There have been says where you couldn't move because of how much he fucked you.

"Amor (love), what are you thinking about?" Miguel asked as he approached you from behind. You jumped,

"Miggy, I told you not to scare me!" You whined before hugging him, "I was just thinking about getting a new dress for our date night."

"Hm?" Miguel glanced at the website you were looking at, "But we're having that at home, amor." His eyes glowing bright red towards your exposed breasts,

"Awe, but Miggy, ca-W-Wait," You pouted softly as Miguel's hands already started to roam your body, "S-Someone almost walked in on us last time!"

"Then they'll know that you're mine." Miguel hissed lowly, sucking against your neck, "Nadie puede estar cerca de usted. (No one is allowed to be near you.)"

You trembled under his touch as Miguel already started to pump your pussy with his fingers. Miguel refused to teach you Spanish, saying something about him enjoying your confused expressions. When in reality, he did not want you to know about his dark secret. Placing you against the desk, Miguel inhaled to the sound of your moans. Those sweet, sweet cries, only for him. Miguel made sure that no one got to touch your body.

When Miguel first laid eyes on you, he knew he had to have you. He did everything in his power to keep other men away from you. He was Spiderman after all, what's an injury here or there? Miguel just pushed you in the right direction for him. Playing the perfect boyfriend until you were convinced that he was. You were so cute as you fell into his trap. Miguel had you all for himself and he was going to make sure it stayed that way.

"Mírate, chupándome la polla tan bien. (Look at you, sucking my dick so well.)" He groaned as he started to pound your pussy from behind. "What is it that you want, baby? Tell me."

"N-Need you to fill me," Your moans were getting louder as he pressed you into the desk. Miguel brought your waist closer to his, making sure to hit you deep each time,

"Te he entrenado muy bien. Todo lo que quieres es que te derrame mi semen todos los días. Te doy mi hijo. (I've trained you so well. All you want is for me to pour my cum into you every day. Give you my child.)" He groaned lowly, giving you his first fill, "Gotta make a mami out of you, right?"

"Y-Yes!" You moaned out.

Miguel licked his lips as he kept going. One was never enough. He needed to make sure you knew your place. He flipped you over, placing you in mating position. Your breasts were bouncing out of your top. Miguel licked his lips as he went to squeeze your breast. You let out a sharp gasp as a sudden release of tension was given to you. Miguel's eyes sparkled as your tender breasts started to lactate. Your adorable face screamed embarrassed while he chuckled,

"Don't look away," Miguel leaned down and started to suck against one of your breasts.

"H-Hah, M-Miggy...T-That-"

You squirmed under Miguel, a new sensation burning throughout your body. Miguel was sucking against your breasts hungrily. You were reaching your orgasm and fast. Miguel felt you squeeze against his cock and continued his harsh pace. He switched to your other breast, wanting to share the love.

"Miguel!" You cried out, panting heavily after your orgasm.

Miguel released your abused nipples, watching your milk drip down your body. He pumped you a few more times with his dick, making sure to fill your womb. Once he was done, he fixed your attire and sat you back down in your seat,

"That was delicious, mi amor. We'll continue this later."

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It hadn't even been an hour since Miguel filled you that he was back. He caught you leaving the bathroom and proceeded to fuck you in the stall, giving you another few pumps of his cum, while enjoying your milk. You body was starting to grow sore and it was no where near time for you to go home. It was like Miguel was under a spell. He kept groping your breasts, wanting you to cum from just his touch. You weren't sure if you were going to last the day.

"I need more water," You sighed softly, feeling dehydrated.

Right as you were about to stand, someone walked into the building. A young confused looking man approached you with what looked like a file in his hand. It was probably another lost interview candidate for the building behind the Spider Society. You told the young man that he was in the wrong building and when you went to stand, you fell. Your legs had given up on you from all of the rough sex Miguel gave you today.

"Are you-"

"Back off." Miguel hissed as he towered over the young man in his suit.

The young man fled in terror. Miguel cussed under his breathe and went over to you. He grabbed your arm before lifting you into his arms. You knew he was mad. Miguel always hated it whenever any guy talked to you. He wouldn't even let you order food if it was a male cashier. He was so protective and jealous that you found it cute, but annoying sometimes.

'Sorry," You apologized as Miguel took you home, "I was going to get a water."

"Then let me know. I'll do that for you," He grumbled.

You pouted towards his childish behavior. Once you arrived home, Miguel made sure you got hydrated. He took your pants off, massaging your legs to try and give them feeling again. His eyes trailed towards your pussy, seeing his cum still leaking out of you. A low growl escaped his lips as he pushed you against the bed. His suit disappearing before he started to stroke his dick,

"¿Por qué sigues desobedeciendome? ¿Ni siquiera puedes guardar mi semilla dentro de ti y dejas que otro hombre te hable? te voy a castigar amor. (Why do you keep disobeying me? You can't even keep my seed inside you and you let another man speak to you? I'm going to punish you, love)" He spat, shoving his dick inside your drenched pussy.

"M-Miguel! N-No more...It's too much," You whined. Miguel groped your breasts, giving them a good squeeze, "Hah~ Ah~"

"Voy a hacerte madre. Darte una muy buena razón para mantenerte alejado de los demás. ¿Tienes esperando en casa toda hinchada por mi culpa? (I'm going to make you a mother. Give you a damn good reason to stay away from others. Have you waiting at home all swollen because of me.)" He groaned, ravishing your cunt.

Miguel ignored your cries as he took your nipple in his mouth. The warmth of your breast milk going down his throat. How could he ever let you leave the house again after this? Miguel needed to be stricter with you. Gripping your hips tightly, Miguel let out a grunt as he filled your womb once more. Your body arched, moaning out in pleasure. Despite your cries, your body always told Miguel what you wanted. You could never be too full.

"Are you learning your lesson?" Miguel asked, releasing your nipple for the other one. You shuddered in response, "I can't hear you,"

"Y-Yes, Miggy."

"And what is it you learned?"

"Mhm, I-I won't," You whined as he kept bullying his cock into you, "I-I'm yours. O-Only yours-"

"And?" Miguel rubbed your clit as he pounded you harder. You gasped, moaning louder,

"I-I'll do as you say. N-no talking to other men, a-and...ah...ah~ M-Migu-" You shook as you reached another orgasm. Miguel chuckled as he gave you another fill of him,

"Good girl,"

Picking you up as he finished, Miguel carried you to the bathroom. He sat you between his legs in the bathtub, messaging your breasts. His whispers about how sexy you were made your brain foggy. Miguel loved the fact that you were lactating for him. His hands kept wandering all over your body, marking you as his.

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You ended up working from home afterwards. Miguel said it was for your protection. You were so madly in love with him and blinded by his true nature that you obeyed him. Miguel always rewarded your obedience. You were his good girl. He made sure you got what you wanted as long as it did not involve leaving the house without him. Miguel made sure that you were always with him everywhere else. If you even stepped out for mail without him, he would punish you.

"Now, what is it that you did wrong?" Miguel asked as he pounded you from behind harshly. You gripped the bedsheets, sobbing from the overstimulation he was giving you,

"M...Ma..." He had made you cum so many times you lost count. You could barely form a word.

"Can't understand you when you're so fucked out and full of me," He said with a smirk, "Oh? You're lactating even more...I wonder if this means I succeeded." He hummed lowly. You moaned loudly as he went to fill you again,

"Mig....s'much....mhm..."

Miguel lifted you up as he gave you one last load. He turned you around, holding your waist up so nothing would spill out of your pussy. He licked your breasts, enjoying the lewd expression on your face. You learned your lesson alright. You were never going to disobey him again. You were his good girl. Miguel smiled as he rubbed your belly,

"You're going to be a mami, amor. I'll have to reward you later,"

"Mhm,"

You just laid against the bed, slowly falling asleep from exhaustion. You were happy and contempt with your life with Miguel. Even if it meant losing your freedom to him. Miguel could have never been happier, especially after finally breeding you. And he wasn't going to stop after just one. You were stuck with him forever.

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shaisuki · 3 months

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atsumu's desperate.

he wasn't always like this except when he needs you — so bad.

there's no call of your nickname or the endearment he uses to call you, the moment he comes home. flinging his gym bag, footsteps hard, scowling and sweaty. he kisses you rough. tongue clashing and teeth gnashing. grips on your ass so tight that you can't seat properly tomorrow from your bruised ass.

humping against you like a dog. a bitch in a heat and atsumu is nothing from this. whiny. submissive. pathetic. grinding his hardened cock straining in his pants to your bare thigh. moaning and groaning while he sucks your face from how hard he was kissing you.

“'tsumu — mmwah — hah” you pant to his lips as you barely managed to push him away before pulling you in for a another kiss. “let me eat you out please — wanna taste you so bad” he says in between kiss. his palm ghosting to your round stomach. squeezing it before his fingers is already rubbing the thin barrier of your panties covering your slit. “fine, fine. 'tsumu.”

and as a loving girlfriend, you obliged to your boyfriend's request. “fuck yes! 'tsumu! — c—cumming again!” you whined. grinding your hips harder than intended and atsumu hums in delight. groaning at your taste and the vibrations of his voice sending waves all over your body. your toes curling and your thighs shaking from the anticipation of your incoming orgasm.

his hold on your hips getting tighter to press your weight in his face. looking down below and you can only see the tuft of his blond hair splayed in the pillows. obscene noises coming from his mouth gets inherently louder the more you grind your hips in his face. slurping and sucking your sweet, fat cunt. his mouth drenched in your juices. he's relentless. he couldn't make up his mind wether to suck or lick your fat, pussy lips. mind's foggy to think but he continued. only had one goal to reach is to make you cum in his tongue.

let his tongue be graced by the saccharine taste of your pussy. the blonde just can't get enough of it. inserting his tongue in your hole and he wiggles around it and fuck, it was so fucking hot when he hears you moan his name. “tsumu~!” your slick dropping and his tongue acting like a spile for his taste buds to catch your juices.

damn, it feels good for his tongue with your hole. he should have done it sooner. you're leaking and it wasn't too long before you cum in his face. atsumu only groans. holding your thick, creamy thighs firmer to let you sink deeper in his face. he greedily laps up your juices. sticky with the sweetness he so damn loves.

“enough, tsumu. 'm sensitive. too much...” you moan out to him. your body trembling from the overstimulation it had taken from atsumu eating you out. “lemme take care of you, now. 'kay.” you rasped out. his bulge in his pants must be so painful. it took a little while before atsumu finally agreed with you.

“when did you become so needy, tsumu?” your boyfriend buries his face to your breasts. the tip of his ears pink and his pants tickling your skin. your hand wrapped around his cock. leaking and in desperate need of attention. “poor baby.” you cooed. jerking his cock faster and atsumu moans. his face flush and he takes his attention to your breasts. popping your nipple in his mouth like a newborn he is when sucks on your tit while he squeezes your other breast.

it doesn't take a few pumps of his cock before his spilling all over to your hand. his hips thrusting upward to prolong that mind numbing bliss. “wanna fuck this pussy, please.” atsumu begs. palming his hand to your pussy like he hadn't feasted on it ago.

“only if you can cum again, 'tsumu.”

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c-nstantine · 29 days

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okay but newlywed jason and reader fucking raw for the first time on their wedding night 🥰 (please and thank you🫶🏼)

-🌷

Warnings: 18+, also this isn't like good smut but it is super smutty

word count: 0.9k

Jason was impatient. Being impatient at his wedding was probably the worst thing imaginable. All he wanted was to be close to his wife in her gorgeous white dress that only accentuated her every curve. So, he waited and waited until it was time for him and her to finally leave. They were supposed to spend one night in Gotham before taking off on their honeymoon. Jason barely allowed her to reach the threshold of the hotel door before pouncing on her.

His mouth was on hers as his hands searched for the best way to get her out of the dress. He should've been planning this. He thought the dress was money well spent but it would look so much better on the floor.

"Jason, the dress," She gasped as she heard buttons ripp from behind her. Jason snorted and began to kiss down her neck as he continued to rip the fabric. That's what they get for putting a million tiny buttons, he thought.

"Sweetheart, you were only gonna wear it once anyway," He reminded her. She shook her head at her new husband's antics and was glad she went with a simple hairstyle.

"I have been waiting to tear this off of you all day," He groaned as he tore through the last of the fabric and helped her step out of the last of the dress. He could feel his dick strain against his pants as he took in the sight of her body in white lace lingerie. He couldn't undress himself quickly enough.

"Did you wear this just for me?" He asked once he was stripped down to his boxers. She took his hand and led him to the bed of the hotel with a shy nod. She went to kneel but Jason stopped her.

"I vowed as your husband to always take care of you first," He spoke genuinely and gestured for her to get on the bed. Once she was on her back he crawled in between her legs and licked a broad stripe to her white lace panties. He pulled them down and was tempted to sniff them before diving into the feast in front of him. No, he'd save the sniffing for later.

Hooking his arms around her thighs, he dove into her pussy. He was sure to spell his name with his tongue because every part of her was his. He pumped two fingers in and out of her as his tongue danced along her clit. Her hips pressed further into his face as he continued his work. He would look up through his thick lashes to see the most beautiful sight in the world. Her moans were a little too close to an orgasm for his comfort so he stopped his pumping and removed his fingers from her. He made a show of sucking her pussy juice off each of his fingers.

"Jay, I need you," She whined as he slid off the bed to check his bag for condoms.

"Just a sec," He was moving as quickly as he could. He wanted this as much as she did. Their first night together as husband and wife. It had to be perfect.

"We don't need those," She called out. Jason froze in his actions. Before the wedding, the two of them had been so careful to avoid any slip-ups. Who was he to deny a request of his wife?

"Oh, you want me to fill your pussy with cum? Make you mine in every way possible?" He walked over to the bed and hovered over her. He nipped at the top of her still-confined breasts before undoing the hook in the front. He sucked one breast while kneading the other with his calloused hand.

"Please," She begged for him to fuck her how he had been dreaming about. He rubbed her clit with his cock before sinking into her pussy. Their hips met and she let out a small hiss from his size. No matter how many times she had taken his dick before there was always an adjustment to his heavy cock.

"It's okay, you can take it, " Jason kissed the top of her hairline before slowly sliding in and out of her pussy. Jason had flushed red from the amount of self-control it took for him not to explode in the moment. It was the first time they had ever fucked raw and he could feel the warmth of her pussy in ways he had only dreamed about.

He noticed that her face was less tense and her expression had turned to bliss. He placed his hands on her hips and began to stroke faster. Her hands dug into his shoulders and crescent nail marks were embedded in his flesh. His arms were strong from years of training and working out but now they were great for holding her in place so she couldn't squirm from his cock.

"That's it, baby," He grunted as her legs opened wider to give him better access. Her mouth fell open once he hit the perfect spot. Jason smirked and continued to drill into her. Her breaths became sharper as Jason whispered words of encouragement to her. He reminded her over and over how perfect she was and her pussy was made just for him.

"Cum on my cock, baby," He was doing his best to keep his orgasm at bay so that she could reach hers. With a few more strokes, she fell apart on his cock. Her breaths were uneven as she reached her orgasm. Jason let out a deep breath as he came into her. He continued his thrusts ever so slightly just to watch the cum cream around his cock. Yeah, this was his favorite part of marriage.

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quizzicalwriter · 7 months

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cola is one of the most well written fics i’ve ever read😭 i love the way you write ellie please please write more older ellie!! u are so talented <333

Haunted

Pairing: Older Ellie Williams x Fem!Reader

Summary: Follow-up of “Cola.” Ellie likes you, maybe a bit too much.

Warnings: SMUT. MDNI. Perv!Ellie, Older Ellie, kissing, touching, oral, car sex. Some darker thoughts on Ellie’s part.

A/N: Thank you for the request! And for the kind words! Part three here!

Word Count: 2.6k

It was perverse, Ellie knew that, but as she held your bundled-up panties in her left hand as her right swirled her fingers around her clit she couldn’t bring herself to care. After the incident where you’d accidentally flashed her you’d put up white curtains in your bedroom, white curtains that were noticeably sheer. Ellie was sure you didn’t know that they were, either way, she thanked God whenever you’d strip down in the middle of your bedroom.

An involuntary groan pulled itself from her throat as you dropped your towel, wet hair splayed to your body, lips moving as though you were humming or speaking about something. All Ellie could focus on was the look of your breasts through the curtains, and how your hands moved over them as you looked around your room for something. She plunged her middle and ring finger into her cunt, palm bumping into her clit with each push of her fingers. The lewd sound of her wetness echoed through the room whenever she’d jerk her fingers up into her cunt, paired with the grunts of your name as she let her head fall back against the bed frame.

She brought your panties to her face, breathing in your earthy scent, almost as though she could taste you on her tongue. Her eyes all but rolled back at the scent, fingers clutching against the white fabric as her hips jerked up into her hand. If you’d been paying attention you might’ve been able to see her through her bedroom window, she wasn’t exactly being secretive about what she was doing - yet you continued getting dressed, blind to what she was doing a mere distance away.

With a strangled cry of your name, she came around her fingers, cunt spasming down against the digits as she clutched onto your underwear. She’d hardly had a moment to catch her breath before she heard her front door open, followed by a loud call of her name. She cursed under her breath, ripping her hand from her boxers as she scrambled to her feet, quickly shoving your underwear back into her bedside table as she stumbled over her feet pulling on her jeans.

“Ellie?” Her wife called again, her voice agitated and growing closer. Ellie turned to their floor-length mirror, straightening herself out before turning to the door, just as her wife walked in.

“You’re home,” Ellie stated, motioning to the bag her wife held in her left hand. “Thought you’d be out longer.”

“Don’t act too excited.” She responded, rolling her eyes as she tossed her bag down to the floor. “Missed you is all.”

Ellie feigned a smile, taking in a breath before moving to her wife, placing a kiss on her temple.

“Missed you too.”

Two weeks, that’s how long it’s been since you’d last seen Ellie. Spring break was long over, yet it somehow seemed fresh in your mind. The way her hands held your hips, her fingers circling your clit, her lips against your body. The thoughts swallowed you whole, causing you to completely doze off, rereading the same passage of your schoolbook over and over as you thought about that night.

It wasn’t until everyone started moving from their seats to leave for the day that you realized you’d wasted a whole hour daydreaming about Ellie. It was stupid, she was your parent's neighbor and it’d been a fling, she made that much apparent by how she refused to meet your gaze the following days, not bothering to return your wave when you’d pulled out of your parent's driveway on your way back to campus.

You’d thought of her at night, fingers pumping into your cunt, desperately trying to mimic the rhythm she’d used as she’d pounded you into her mattress. It never worked, never felt as good as she did and that only added to your frustration. It’d have been one thing if she was hot and ignored you, but she was hot and impossibly good in bed - it was rude.

After you’d made it back to your dorm you were pleasantly surprised to find it empty - not that you didn’t like your roommate, she was sweet, but it was nice to have the room to yourself from time to time. With you having nothing better to do you decided to get on your phone, hopping onto Facebook to see what all your family had been up to, seeing as none of them knew how to use anything other than that godforsaken app.

Worst decision possible.

As soon as the feed loaded, you were greeted with the sight of your parents and everyone who’d been in attendance at the neighborhood block party, including Ellie. That same damn outfit she’d worn when she’d ordered you to strip in her kitchen. It was almost as though you could feel her, how the back of her hand trailed along your inner thighs. You’d wasted nearly five minutes staring at the photo before you locked your phone, letting it fall to the floor as you stared at the ceiling with an almost childish frown.

You were going to get drunk.

Luckily for you the nearest gas station was less than a five-minute walk from your dormitory, you’d gone there on more than one occasion with your friends - usually to mix liquor into your Slurpees, but what else were you going to do in a quiet town?

The gas station was empty when you entered, save for an intoxicated employee who blasted horrible music from his phone - intoxicated on what? You couldn’t say, but whatever it was, he seemed to be soaring. You laughed silently to yourself as you weaved through the isles, picking up a bag of chips before making your way over to their limited selection of alcohol. You weren’t one to drink on the best of days, but today felt like a day worthy of a hangover.

You picked out something cheap that promised to taste like fruit, you had no idea if the claim on the bottle was true or not, but in truth, you didn’t care. It wasn’t until you had everything bagged and were outside the store that you realized the cashier didn’t even bother to card you, you’d had your ID on you, but he didn’t ask.

“Fuckin’ weird.” You murmured to yourself, moving down the sidewalk and onto the curb, propping yourself up on the concrete as you rifled through your bag.

“You know how late it is?” A voice asked, making you instinctually scream, your body freezing up in terror until your mind registered the voice.

Ellie.

You looked up, catching her gaze fixated on you, a hint of a smile pulling at the corner of her lips. Surely from having scared the absolute Christ out of you. You nodded, lips parting as you grabbed your phone from your back pocket, clicking the screen on only to realize it was much later than you’d originally thought. You looked back up to her then, clearly confused.

“Why are you out? Especially out here, I mean it’s like a twenty-minute drive. That and there’s a 7/11 way closer than this one near our neighborhood.”

Ellie didn’t seem phased by your questioning, simply moving to sit beside you on the curb with a soft sigh, resting her forearms on her knees. “They have better Slurpees.”

You snorted, twisting the cap off of your drink. The words seemed like bullshit, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care about the real reason why Ellie found herself where you were. You tossed the bottle back, eyes immediately screwing shut as the acrid taste coated your tongue - whatever it was, it was not fruit.

“You could’ve told me you didn’t want to see me again.” You replied through a groan, passing her the bottle without so much as a second thought. She took it, inspecting the label before taking a sip herself, having virtually the same reaction you’d had.

“I’m married.” She responded, eyes flickering over to you for a moment before looking back to the bottle, taking a second sip a moment later. “I can’t do this with you.”

The words hurt more than you thought they would, making you look down to the wet asphalt as you choked back a hurt laugh. You took the bottle from her then, chugging a decent amount before your body all but rejected the next sip. Maybe it was the liquor, or maybe it was the hurt feelings swelling within your chest, whatever it was it dampened any want to hold back.

“Should’ve thought of that before you fucked me.”

Ellie looked over to you then, grabbing the bottle from your hands to place it on the ground before her. Her gaze felt suffocating at times, almost as though you couldn’t look away even if you wanted to. She brushed her thumb along your jaw, a languid smile on her lips as she trailed her thumb across your bottom lip.

“You don’t want me.” She whispered, as though she were trying to convince herself of the words rather than you. “I won’t be good for you, I’m twice your age.”

Her warning wasn’t registering in your mind, hidden pleas for you not to fall for her - it was too late for that. You leaned forward, pressing your lips to hers in a kiss harsh enough that you were sure you’d cut your bottom lip on your teeth. Your hands snaked behind her head, threading through her hair as you deepened the kiss. She let you, lips parting as her tongue met yours. You could taste the cheap liquor on her tongue combined with your lip balm.

You only pulled away when your lungs ached for air, eyes fluttering open as you caught your breath. Ellie stared at you, a mixture of arousal and bewilderment clear in her eyes.

“Let me think for myself.”

Ellie nodded with a short-lived laugh, pushing herself up by her knees before extending a hand down to you, which you quickly took. Her grasp on your hand was tight, borderline possessive. It reminded you of the way her hand had held both of yours by your wrists, the way her fingerprints had left bruises behind on your skin.

Normally you’d have been weirded out at the prospect of going into a nearby deserted parking lot with someone you hardly knew, but you trusted Ellie for some reason you didn’t quite understand. She unlocked her car with her free hand, movements illuminated by the overhead streetlights. Instead of moving to the front of the car, she moved to the back, popping open the back door before turning to you.

“Need me to help you in?” She asked, tone cocky as she slid into the backseat. You shook your head, following in after her. The car wasn’t cramped, if anything it was pretty damn nice. Had to be a 70s make, something she took pride in with the way everything glowed and smelled divine.

You’d hardly had a moment to take in the appearance of the car before she jerked you toward her by your hips, causing you to fall back against the car door, hands shooting down beneath you to hold your upper half upright.

“Ellie?” You laughed out in disbelief. “The fuck?”

Your skirt had moved up at the motion, exposing your lace underwear to her eyes, she couldn’t help the groan that passed her lips. She moved back against the seat, enough room for her to lean forward, bringing her level with your cunt. She didn’t bother to respond, wrapping her arms around your upper thighs, hands squeezing at the flesh there as she kissed your cunt through your underwear, earning her a whine from your lips.

“Thought about you all week.” She murmured, moving back an inch to remove your underwear, pocketing them just as she’d done before. “Thought about how good you’d taste.”

You whimpered, the noise nearly pathetic as she pressed open-mouthed kisses to your inner thighs. She seemed territorial over you, her motions desperate and rough, as though she’d been deprived of you for years. You had no objections, instead scooting down farther to bring yourself closer to her, clenching around nothing at the feeling of her breath against your soaked cunt.

“Such a pretty cunt.” She whispered before licking a stripe up your folds, grunting at the saccharine taste. Your head fell back, all but smacking against the car door as you moaned out her name, hands instinctively flying to her hair. She loved it, loved feeling you lose yourself because of her actions.

She swirled her tongue around your clit, chuckling inwardly at the way your hips would twitch whenever a sensation became too much for you to bear, only spurring her on further. She swiped her tongue side to side, wanting nothing more than to see you come undone just from her tongue alone.

Your hands tangled themselves in her auburn hair, hips rutting in tandem with her tongue as it laved at your cunt, every moan that left your lips making her ache. The fact that Ellie was eating you out in a desolate parking lot was not lost on you, the worry of being caught occasionally made you look away from her and out the car windows, ensuring nobody was around. Yet all you could care about was the way Ellie sucked at your clit, practically drinking your juices as her arms hooked around your thighs, green eyes trained on you.

Her gaze was near paralyzing, something hidden within it that made your heart still. Instead of frightening you, it aroused you. Whenever she noticed your eyes moving anywhere but hers she’d tighten her grasp on your thighs, nails digging into the soft skin.

“Focus on me.” She ordered, wiping her thumb along her bottom lip before dipping it into her mouth, sucking your juices off of the digit. “Just me.”

You nodded, unable to say anything as she moved back between your legs, sucking your clit into her mouth before letting off with a lewd pop. She brought one of her hands down, spreading your folds to lick up your cunt, causing your hips to jerk down against her face, earning you an amused chuckle from her as she continued her movements.

“Fuck, Els-“ You whined, feeling yourself clench around her tongue as she brought you closer to your orgasm. She hummed in response, fingers digging into your upper thighs as she swirled her tongue around your clit, drinking you up as much as she could. Your head fell back, wanton moans pouring from you as your grasp on her hair tightened.

“Cum on my tongue, baby.”

That was all you needed, cumming with a strangled cry as your hips jerked in her hold, riding out your orgasm against her perfectly skilled tongue. You could hear her sucking along your folds, the pleasure overriding itself into near-blinding overstimulation in less than a second. You whined, pushing at her hands that rested on your lower stomach. She pulled away after a moment, lips and chin glistening in your juices.

She sat back against the backseat, wiping at her face with the bottom of her shirt. You were completely fucked out, your skirt pushed up to your stomach, underwear missing - again. You looked utterly spent, the sight causing Ellie to let out a chuckle as she pulled down your skirt, giving you some semblance of modesty back.

“How’d you find me?” You asked, moving to rest up on your elbows. “I didn’t even tell you what college I go to.”

Ellie shrugged, smile never faltering as she rested her arm against the headrest of the backseat. “You’re easy to find.” Was all she said, watching with amused eyes as you moved to sit up, cheeks still flushed a beautiful crimson color, one she wanted to see every day for the rest of her damn life if she could help it.

“That’s creepy.” You laughed out half-heartedly, smoothing back your hair. “You watching me, Ellie?”

“Maybe.”

A/N: I may make this into a series, I love older and somewhat unhinged Ellie way too much. Anyways, thank you all for the interactions with my work! I greatly appreciate it. Any requests you may have feel free to leave in my inbox! As always, you can find my work over on my AO3 as well under the user, “Unscriptural.” Thank you again!

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buckyalpine · 8 months

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Beefy Bucky loves your milk

Chubby Beefy Bucky x f reader

I'm in a slightly very feral mood today. Run now if you have common sense.

Bucky loves milk.

Your milk to be exact.

He also doesn't like to share.

I need him feral and unhinged when it comes to drinking from you. He's so desperate to taste your sweetness and it doesn't matter where.

He loves going on missions where it's just to two of you because as soon as you board the Jet, he's set the plane to auto pilot and he pulling down your tac suit.

Imagine this needy puppy tugging and pawing at you with his baby blue eyes and pink pouty lips, whining when your bra is too hard to take off. He doesn't think twice, ripping it down the center and taking a nipple into his mouth with a content sigh. He keeps you straddles on his wide lap and meaty thighs while you card your fingers through his soft brown hair.

He loves when you lay on your side so he can hitch his thick thigh over your waist, practically clinging onto you like a koala while nursing. He looks so soft and sweet and subby, his chubby cheek moving with his gentle suckles.

He’s so feral after a workout. It’s his favourite place to blow off steam, pumping weights and hitting up the punching bag. He can practically smell your sweet scent when you’re near by. He doesn’t hesitate, sitting up from his place on the bench and grabbing you, man handling you to face him on his lap again. He rips down the front of your sports bra, letting your breasts spill out.

“James!” You squeak, feeling the cool air from the gym hit your nipples. It doesn’t like long becuase he latches on immediately with a satisfied groan. When he’s especially worked up, he tugs his sweats down enough just to free his cock, jerking himself while he laps up your sweetness. He doesn’t care if some drips down his lips onto his chin and neck.

When he’s both needy and horny, he has your softness in his mouth, whining while taking your hand and shoving it down his pants to show you where he needs you badly. He ruts and humps against your hand while you palm his leaky erection. If he wasn’t nursing from you, there would be no way to control the way he moans when you start to stroke him, not stopping until you got all of his milk all for yourself-

Anyway, I know I need Jesus, I’m sorry, pls go about your day.

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jamespotterismydaddy · 9 months

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the Birth of Venus

daemon x reader smut

A/N: reader is mentioned to be Valyrain but I don't think I really describe features. This is based off a request here. hope you like it!!

word count: 1,106 words

TW: smut, allusions to possible incest, breeding kink, pussy slapping, pushing down on the tummy hehe

Is this the third or fourth time he’s been exiled? Daemon can’t seem to keep up. His own sweet niece was the cause of it this time. He couldn’t, or rather wouldn’t, keep his hands off of her. He heads to Lys this time. He enjoys Lys, mainly taking pleasure from the appearance of Lyseni whores. That’s what draws him to you. You sit in the pleasure house, surrounded by the other girls who all try to look desirable. The madam has you posing as the Birth of Venus. She gave you the honour of portraying the love goddess herself, encircled by the nymphs. His eyes fill with lust at the sight of you. Who better to play as Venus than a girl who looks so inherently… Valyrian.

“I want her.” He says to your madam as he looks directly at you, his gaze piercing.

“My Lord, I am afraid I am reserved.” You say with a little smirk on your face. You were told to speak these words every time you were asked for until a bid for your virginity is accepted.

“No she’s not.” The madam says quickly. “But she is a virgin… a very expensive one, my prince.” You bristle at the title. A prince?

“No price is too great for such a pretty little nymphet.” He says, dropping a bag of gold coins into her hand.

“I am no nymph. I am Venus.” You say, putting yourself on a pedestal for him.

He looks amused. “I’m sure you are.” He says and holds up a hand for you to take, leading you off your watery throne.

“You are a prince?” You ask innocently.

“The Rogue Prince.” You nearly gasp.

“You’re Daemon Targaryen.”

“Who else would I be?” He holds open a door for you, letting you enter first.

“Some rich Lyseni lord who has enough money to call himself ‘prince’.” You say a bit snippily.

“I can prove it to you, show you my dragon, Caraxes.” He says as he walks up behind you, brushing your hair off your shoulder.

“Is that what you call your cock?” You ask playfully. He laughs.

“You’re quick… for a harlot.” He presses a light kiss to your neck.

“I’m no harlot yet. Not while I am still a maiden.” You whisper.

“I can fix that.” He doesn’t take the time to untie your chemise, he instead tears it down the middle and lets the shreds slip off of you, causing you to gasp. He is clearly pleased by your lack of smallclothes. You can tell by the way his fingers trace around your breasts. “Such a pretty girl. You’re no common Lyseni whore. There’s Valyrian blood in you. I can feel it.” He turns you and brushes a strand of hair behind your ear. You gaze up at him. “Tell me of your parents.”

You shrug. “My mother washes clothes.”

“And your father?”

You shrug again.

“Hmm…” He hums. The prince clearly thinks that you’re dragonseed. He just is trying to figure out who’s you are, deciding that you are perhaps a little too old to be his.

“Is it a matter of importance, my prince?” You ask, your tone a little too disrespectful for the fact that you are speaking to royalty.

“Should you be speaking to a man who has you, naked in a bedchamber, like that?” He speaks, always with that air of amusement. He enjoys your temper. It’s the same Targaryen temper that he has.

“I have been reserving it for you, your grace.”

He chuckles. “Little seductress.” He grabs you by the chin, gently as first before swiftly tilting your head up and to the side. “Get on the bed.” You scurry over, quickly lying on the bed. His eyes are dark as he looks over you. He pulls his trousers down slightly so he can pump his cock as he watches you. It makes you nervous, how domineering he is, how… large certain parts of him are. “Don’t be scared. I’m going to make a woman out of you.”

“I can’t imagine, with all that confidence, that some of it isn’t misplaced.” You tease because you can see how he likes it.

“Spread your legs.” Is all that he says in response. You do as he bids and are surprised when a harsh slap comes down between your thighs.

“Ah!” You wince and curl in on yourself.

“I didn’t say to close them.” He says sternly so you spread your legs again and take the following two smacks without complaint. Your eyes are watering at this point. “Not so bratty now, are you?” He gives you one of those wolfish smirks and you pout.

“Are you toying with me or fucking me? It must be hard to get it up at your age.” Now, you’ve given him something to prove. Just after you get the words out, he sheaths himself inside of you, right to the hilt.

“I was going to be gentle with you, Venus, but now I don’t think you deserve it.”

“I didn’t think that dragons were meant to be gentle.” He can see a similar fire burning in your eyes, a twinflame to himself. He brings his lips down to yours for a hungry kiss before he begins to pound into you. It hurts from his size but that only makes it better. You want him, desperately.

“Do I… please you, my prince?” You put on an innocent face for him.

“I think your tight cunt would please any man, zaldrītsos.” He says as he fucks into you ruthlessly.

“zaldrītsos?” You ask him.

“It means you’re my little dragon, my zaldrītsos.” He nibbles at your neck and you whimper, his thrusts continue quickly and deeply. “I’m going to put a baby in you. You’ll carry my heir, Venus.” He places his hand on your tummy. “Right in here.” He presses down and the action pushes you over the edge as you tightly squeeze around him, your peak washing over you in full force. “Fuck.” He murmurs. “So tight.” The way you contract around his cock has him spilling his seed deep inside of you.

He pulls himself out but quickly replaces his cock with his fingers so none of his cum spills out. “Can’t have you wasting my seed now.”

“I’ll have a baby now, my prince?” You look at him from beneath your lashes. You’ve never yearned for someone so. It is like your blood calls for his.

“If I breed you regularly, you will.” He runs his thumb over your lips. “Then… then I think that I just might make you my wife.”

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freshlypicked4 · 3 months

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Breast Pump Bag | Freshly Picked

Looking for the ultimate convenience in expressing milk on the go? Look no further than the Breast Pump Bag by Freshly Picked! This innovative bag is designed to hold your breast pump, accessories, and even a laptop or tablet, making it a must-have for busy moms. With stylish designs and practical features like insulated pockets, it's the perfect companion for nursing moms everywhere. Say hello to hassle-free pumping with Freshly Picked!

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mayaflowerxs · 1 year

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BABY MAKING

Synopsis: What was meant to be a quick shopping trip to Target ends in you and your husband trying for a second baby.

Warning: Fluff / Humorish / Smut. Swear word usage, Est. Couple, Father!Jaehyun, pregnancy kink, daddy kink, and more!

A/N: Here’s a little something while I finish the requests sorry it’s taking a while, anyways enjoy! :)

Pairing: Jaehyun x fem reader

Your parents had insisted on looking over your daughter which you didn’t hesitate to agree. You had to admit, you love your daughter a blessing really but it’s gotten a point in your life where you just need that fresh breath of air. Even if it means your time be spent running errands. Much like you, your husband was on the same page. Endless nights from both work and parenting takes a toll on a person. The eye bags on both yours and his face have gotten visibly deeper along with the noticeable fatigue. And as you drop off your daughter with one last kiss to her adorable little head, the two of you were off.

Target. The store where there’s practically everything one could possibly need. You enter wearing baggy sweats and lose t-shirt. Hair in a messy bun as you start looking over your grocery list, for the lack of time the list has gotten rather long. Jaehyun by your side as he took the responsibility in maneuvering the cart. “Eggs, Milk, Diapers, Paper Towels…” as the two of you go aisle by aisle you felt yourself at ease for the time being. For a while it seemed like it was only you two. Just how it was only a year ago. It still feels odd to think you’re a mother now. Staring down at your hand and seeing the pearly white Diamond glimmering on your ring finger, shifting your eyes and seeing Jaehyun’s as well. Feeling his elbow nudge you, you look up at him. A soft smile on his face as he tilts his head at you. “You okay? You kinda spaced out on me.” Chuckling lightly you nod, “I’m good. You got the formula?” “Right here. Oh look they have my socks I wear.” Letting him walk off to inspect the aisle of socks, you check off the formula on your list. Waiting for your husband to choose a pair of socks took quite a while, too long you might say. And just before you’re about ready to hurry him up you hear the cry of a baby behind you.

Turning and seeing a mother had been strolling by, picking up her son as she consoles him. You can’t help but smile at the scene, until you stopped. With wide eyes, you turn to face your husband. “Jae gimme your hoodie.” Not turning to face you he responds, “Baby didn’t I say to bring a sweater? I told you it was gonna be cold.” He snorts wincing when you leave a rather hard smack on his bicep. Looking back, his eyes widen when he sees you clenching your chest. “Are you…?” “Yes Jae, I’m lactating!” The sound of a baby’s cry has left a wet patch on your through your shirt.

Yay on motherhood.

Quick to take his hoodie off, he covers you from any passerby’s. “Can’t believe this is happening.” Hearing Jaehyun chuckle, you send him a glare as you are left uncomfortably soaked. “Lets just get the rest of the groceries and get out of here.” You tell him annoyedly, and without another word he grabs his socks and quickly puts it in the cart.

With every passing second spent in Target was just another second your poor breasts were being filled with milk. And as the thought came in, the realization settled. “God I forgot the breast pump is broken.” You say, “It’s alright we can go grab another it’ll be the last thing before checking out.” Nodding the two of you make your way out. About to enter the aisle you’re forcibly knocked into another person walking out in a hurry. Clutching your chest in pain by the sudden pressure. “Excuse you!” Jaehyun shouts when he sees the woman simply walk by without even acknowledging your presence. Rolling his eyes at her, his irritated expression changes immediately of one of worry. “You okay baby?” Out of words to say from the pain you simply nod and wave him off. Instead you merely point at the breast pump. “Right.” Grabbing it and putting it in the cart, he wraps an arm around your waist and helps you move. By the time the two of you made it outside, you didn’t wait for Jaehyun and instead grabbed the box with the pump and ran straight to the passengers seat.

A grin on his face as he watched you, wearing slides and holding your chest as you struggled to open the door, looking up at him and seeing he had the keys held up for you to see. “Open it!” He hears you yell in which he snorts and does so. By the time he’s done filling the trunk with the grocery bags, he gets in and sees you almost filling a bottle full of breast milk. “Did not think it’d get swollen so quickly.” You moan in pain as you try to massage the tender breast. Sending you a sympathetic smile he leans in and kisses you. “Love you.” He mumbles on your lips. “Yeah yeah-“ You say trying to not put much attention to the obvious heat your face was getting from his words. Years later and still he had you a blushing mess. Hearing him laugh, he leans further and presses a kiss on your boob. Buckling in, he turns on the ignition and looks over at you. “Want Starbucks? Heard it’s okay to have a bit of caffeine while breast feeding…I can even get you a cake pop.” Looking at him, you contemplate it for a bit before nodding. Smiling, he rests a hand on your thigh and gives it a soft squeeze before backing out of the parking lot.

By the time you’re in the drive thru and waiting in the long line of cars, Jaehyun can’t help but revert his eyes over at you. The pumping is rather loud and after a while it’s gotten annoying with his hoodie constantly in the way so you pushed it up and now have your entire chest out in the open. Thank god for the tinted windows you managed to convince him to get. Swallowing as he bounces his leg quicker than ever. “Geez what’s gotten you so fidgety?” You joke at him, completely oblivious to the effect you have on him. Missing the hard gulp he takes, he doesn’t have time to respond to you before he’s having to drive forward and roll his window down. The man about to read him his bill, gets his words caught in his throat when he noticed you. Jaehyun whips his head around and grabs his hoodie and tugs it down. A whine escapes you as it caused the bottle to tip and have some of the milk spill.

“Jae-“ Face palming when you see the poor boy’s face red and hot you look down. Resting a hand on the arm rest covering your view of him. “Sorry about that.” Jaehyun can merely say before handing him his card. Clearing his throat awkwardly, the cashier mutters out a low, ‘it’s okay’ before swiping the card.

“You could have at least warned me.” You tell him the second the window is up and getting out of the drive thru. “I’m sorry I wasn’t thinking how could I?” “What, are you saying my breasts are too distracting?” You ask him as you take a bite out of your cake pop. He goes to respond but is cut off when you groan in pain again. “God I don’t understand how my girls can work so fast. I’m already full again!” Hearing the sound of the pump again, Jaehyun takes a quick glance over and seeing your breasts were out in the open again. Feeling the familiar tightness in his pants he shifts in his seat uncomfortably before clearing his throat. “Babe I know it’s something out of your control but-“ he barely manages to get out as his hand grips on the steering wheel, his other on your thigh riding higher up your leg.

“Oh my god are you seriously turned on right now?” You say surprisingly. “Can you blame me? You know I’m a titties man.” Slapping his chest, he smirks and glances over at you briefly. “Gosh when aren’t you horny?” “Hey I didn’t see you complaining the night our daughter was conceived.” Mouth slightly parted you squint your eyes at him. “My period was close to kicking in, my hormones were running high.” “Yeah,” he scoffs. “Hormones alright let’s blame it on that.” He finishes while trailing higher until they rest on top of your clothed cunt. Gasping, you grip his wrist. “Still sensitive as always, shall I blame that on the hormones as well?”

Smirking when he sees you spread your legs he begins to rub circles. A small moan falls off your lips, “Of course I’m sensitive, I did just shit out a baby a few months ago.” “Birthed babe, you birthed our daughter.”

“Yeah well when you’re in a state of pure agony you no longer give a shit if you were constipated or giving birth either way, you’re being ripped apart regardless.”

Lifting your hand, he takes it up to his lips and presses a kiss. “And I’m so proud of you for that. I don’t say it enough but you really are so strong and admirable, I could never and it’s why I love you so much.” Sending him a soft smile, you pick up your drink and take a sip of it. For a while it was silent the car ride home, and it isn’t until you’re only a block away does he speak up.

“I’m still horny by the way.”

The groceries go ignored the second Jaehyun parks in the drive way. Carrying you inside the empty house his focus is on you. Sliding his tongue in your mouth as you run your hands through his hair. Setting you on to the closest furniture, the couch. He begins to take off his shirt. Tossing it aside as he leans back in to attach his lips with yours. Large hands roaming up your stomach, lifting your shirt to trace the beautiful stretch marks he’s fallen in love with. A memory of when you were pregnant with his daughter. Finding his way to your breasts where you let out a loud moan the second he punches your nipples. Trailing gentle kisses on them and feeling himself get harder when he notices a small streak of your milk fall down your chest. The tightness in his jeans is painful, and his grunts are heard throughout the house the second your hand is placed on top of his bulge.

“Please baby.” “What is it my love?” He curls a finger underneath your chin and tilts his head. “Mhm?” “Let me make you feel good.” Pupils dark and dilated, he finds no reason to object. Standing up and unbuckling his belt, he hissed when the cool air hits his hard cock. Soft hands fisting him as you kitten lick him. Too slow for his taste, and so he grabs your chin and gets you to open. Grabbing his dick and propping it in your mouth. “Good girl.” He groans when he feels your tongue salivate him. Taking him deeper and quickening your pace. Bobbing your head as you gag every now and then. Music to his hears, enamored with your beautiful eyes that look up at him for approval. “Taking me so well, keep sucking pretty girl.” Fisting your hair in his hold his breathing becomes uneven the sloppier you suck him. Pulling away and a long stripe of your saliva connecting you to him. He’s red and veiny and it only makes you want to keep sucking him more. Until he’s completely empty. Jaehyun was right, hormones wasn’t the reason why you yearned for him so much. You being on your period wasn’t why you got pregnant. You got pregnant because you want him, everyday. A man so appealing like him is impossible to not be attracted.

The man standing before you yearns for you just as much. Seeing you on your knees taking his big cock is enough to fuck you with his babies any time of the day. With how sex craved the two of you are, he’s surprised it took you guys this long to finally get pregnant. The slurps and gargles are heard bouncing off the walls, grunts and groans coming from your husband add on to it. His abs are clenched when he feels the familiar feeling beginning to form. Throwing his head back, he starts fucking your throat. With need and desperation he’s trying to find his climax. “Shit!” He can’t help but swear when you suck in your cheeks. The tightness around his dick, your warm mouth and talented tongue is enough to throw him over the edge. He feels himself explode in your mouth, shooting it all down your throat. Shivers coursing throughout his skin when he feels you hum on his dick. Watching you swallow every single drop. A small twinkle in your eyes as a bit of his cum falls from the crevice of your mouth. Leaning in to kiss you, he tastes the saltiness of himself. “Not done with you yet.” He murmurs on top of your lips.

He was right. For the time your parents had your daughter, Jaehyun took it as an opportunity to get back some husband and wife bonding time. He missed your touch, and even though the cuddling and make outs are just as good he still craved you. Seeing you pumping milk did things to him and even though it pained him to see you in labor tired and in pain it only made him want to love you a thousand times more. Your round belly and the after glow of postpartum birth, he feels like a dog thinking this way but he can’t help but want to fuck another baby in you. So soon but he wants to, needs to.

The two of you always spoke of how many kids you’d want and even though Jaehyun was the one who wanted a big family in comparison to you, the two of you agreed you at least wanted the kids to be close in age. Which is why he has no problem getting you nice and spread on the kitchen counter. Not caring you were in the middle of putting away the milk you had just pumped, and instead focuses on making you come over and over again with his tongue. Get you nice and soak so you’re ready to take him for countless rounds it takes to get you nice and stuffed. “Jae!” You hiccup, he doesn’t remove his mouth. He doesn’t even flinch, instead he buries his face further into your pussy. Eating you like a starved man and grunting each time your nails tugged a little too hard on his hair. “Baby it’s too much!” You throw your head back on the table. Completely naked for him just the way he likes it, hickies left all over your skin trailing them down to your sensitive pussy where your legs are trying their hardest not to close. Your husband’s large hands keeping them spread as he spits on your clit before diving right back in.

Your breath hitches as you shake in his hold. Another orgasm is ripped out of you, tears falling down your face. Jaehyun can feel you throbbing on his tongue, your sweet juices hitting his tastebuds. Finally, he pulls away. A shimmer around his mouth as he pulls you closer to the edge of the table. Leaning in to press a firm kiss on your lips, muffling the loud moan of yours when he forced himself inside you. No matter how much scissoring and tongue fucking he’s done you simply refuse to get used to his size. Your husband’s too big and it’s what drives you into subspace. He knows that, which is why he fucks you for hours if he really wanted to. Until he sees your pretty tears and face lost in pure bliss does he let up. Your husband has insane stamina, he can go for so long without ever climaxing. That’s unless you blow him, then he turns putty for you.

“So big!” You gasp out, eyes shut but Jaehyun doesn’t like that. No, you can’t lose yourself right now. He needs your eyes on him, to see how beautifully connected you two are. How well you take him, tapping your cheek he presses a soft kiss on your cheekbone. “Open those pretty eyes for me mama.” Mewling, he doesn’t give you time to disobey him. Lightly slapping the side of your face to get you to look at him and when you do he can’t help but grin. You looked ethereal in your current position, seeing you shining in sweat, chest covered in his love marks and lips swollen he can practically go feral for you. So he does. Gripping your legs and hovering them over your hips he begins to ram into you. The claps much louder along with your moans. Breath hitching each time he hits your gspot, your hands quick to grab onto his forearm digging your nails into his skin. Giving him space to nuzzle his face in the crook of your neck. His favorite place to stuff his face in second to stuffing it in your sopping pussy.

You feel his hot tongue running up your neck, shivering at the sensation especially when your husband doesn’t show signs in slowing down. Your walls gripping him tightly the harder he pounds into you. It felt good, so good your eyes began to tear up. Squelches were heard as your stomach kept clenching. When he pulls away, his hair is in the way. His eyes slightly covered, looking down he lets out a loud grunt upon seeing the prominent bump near your lower abdomen. “Where you feel me?” He huskily asks. “So deep!” Grabbing your hand, he leads it down to your stomach and has it lying on top of the print of his tip. “Feel me here baby?” “Yes!” Throwing your head back when he stops his movement to focus on thrusting further. “How about now?”

You couldn’t answer, you felt full and pure bliss. And as much as you’d like to indulge in the pleasure, your husband has a need for you to remind him how good he makes you feel. “Answer me.” “God I feel you in my stomach Jae!” It’s all he wanted to hear to get back to fucking you. Plunging in and out, quick motions before he pulls out and turns you around. Despite the insane amount lust he has, he takes the time to grab a pillow and rest it under your hip. Gentle to pull your hair away from your face and use it as leverage when he goes back to ramming inside you.

“I’m so close!” He’s gone silent, and you know once he is it means he too is close. And as the two of you are hitting your climax, you’ll soon come to find out this won’t be the last of it today.

Your parents are meant to drop your daughter off soon, in an hour precisely when the clock strikes 9 but Jaehyun wasn’t worried. He’s taken the initiative to have sex with you on all the surface inside the house. He can’t quite explain where this sudden horniness came from, maybe the breast pumping truly was a turn on for him and he just now acted upon it. It only took about half up to an hour before Jaehyun attached himself back on you. Wrapping his arms, pressing heated kisses to the nape of your neck, rubbing his groin up against your ass before he bends you over whatever surface nearest to you. By the time night came, your and his hair looked completely disheveled along with bruised lips. Necks covered in dark colors and both reeking of sex.

Couch, bed, kitchen counter, wall, door it was endless and he was sure he had gotten you pregnant by now. You guys went at it like a bunch of bunnies no way he didn’t knock you up. And as he lied on the bed watching you get ready to shower, the thought of you wet and naked had him getting hard again. Not even uttering a single word before he follows you in. “Excuse me?” Not responding, he closes the door and begins to take off his shirt. Revealing his toned chest to be covered in scratch marks, fainted lipstick and hickies. “One more won’t hurt right?” He raises a brow and smiles mischievously. “Are you trying to impregnate me with twins or something?” Shrugging, he picks you up and settles you on the counter. Pressing his lips on top of yours, he helps take off your oversized tee. “Would it be so bad?”

Giggling, you open your legs to let him fit right between them. Seeing his eyes darken as he leans in to start fondling with your breasts. Gasping when you feel yourself starting to lactate. “Jae!” Holding you still he continues to suck. Your tits were sensitive, you couldn’t hold still but this never faltered the man in front of you. Instead he grew determined and as he tastes your sweet milk he knew, there was absolutely no way he could wait who knows how many days before he can have you to himself again. Play with you as much as his heart desires. So, with reluctance he pulls away. Watching a few drops fall on your stomach. Leaning in to lick it up, you feel yourself begin to get excessively wet again. Playing with his soft hair, your intrusive thoughts wanting you to simply push his head a bit further to where you most need him.

“Be right back, need to make a call. Get in while I do that.” He says hurriedly. Curling a finger around your chin, he pulls you in for another wet sloppy kiss before walking out the bathroom. With a huff, you do as told and get into the shower. And while the bathroom steamed up, waiting impatiently for your husband to return and fuck you. Jaehyun quickly picked up his phone and dialed the familiar phone number. One ring, two rings and on the third they picked up.

“Afternoon Mrs. Y/l/n, so sorry to bother but something came up and I don’t think we’ll be home tonight. You wouldn’t mind if she stayed with you for the night right?”

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slvttyplum · 3 months

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✮ whatever you want | satoru gojo

inspired by: “whatever she wants.” by bryson tiller.

satoru made you feel like a spoiled princess, and not only did you love it, but he loved it, seeing you happy made him giddy, so he made sure a smile was always on your face.

“fuck, fuck, satoru, yes!” his hips pushing into your thighs as his hand wraps around your neck, the tip of his dick grazing your sweet spot.

“mhm, show me how much you want that bag.” pushing your thighs to your chest and slamming into you, his eyes focused on you and those sexy expressions.

the way your mouth was ajar while whimpering and moaning was turning him on so much that he couldn’t stop fucking you even if you wanted to.

your walls were clamping on his dick in a rhythm; it was driving him insane. his hand unclamping from your neck and down to your breast, giving it a light squeeze, your body jolting, and another moan falling out of your mouth.

“mm there we go. you like that, huh?” your eyes were squeezing shut from the pleasure; it felt like you were getting pumped full; you could even feel it in your chest.

your mind emerged in the pleasure, so no active thoughts besides getting filled were to be found.

satoru’s hand slides back up to your chest, then to your jaw, cupping your jaw hard and slamming into you even harder, leaning down and moving his hips fluidly.

every time his hips moved upwards, his tip would directly push into your sweet spot, making tingles erupt throughout your body, your chest tighten.

“look at me, or i’ll stop.” his face is so close, you can feel his soft, warm breath. you didn’t hesitate for even a second, the way he was fucking into you now was giving you life.

your eyes flickering open and satoru smiling, leaning down a bit more, and placing a kiss on your lips.

his lips are soft and wet.

the way he was fucking into you so hard, your pussy was fucking him back, practically about to squeeze the cum out of him.

“whose is it?” he stopped the grinding and began fucking you again, fucking you so hard that your body was jolting up, and you were starting to feel nothing besides his dick entering you.

“yours.” you moaned out. your arms sprawled above your head, and your tits were bouncing up and down, drawing satoru in.

he leans down, latches his mouth onto your nipple, and begins sucking. the pressure balling in your lower stomach was too much; it felt like you were going to pee.

lowering his hand, he presses down on your lower stomach and smirks at you. the way his eyes glistened from the tears building up from his pleasure sent butterflies swarming in your stomach.

“squirt for me, and you’ll get anything you want, hm?” and with the pleasure unloading on you and the thought of his credit card in your hand, your body untensed, and there it was.

he pulls out halfway when he sees it and hovers his hand over your pussy letting your fluid go all over his hand.

looking up at you, he smiles.

“you really wanted that bag, huh?”

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fannyspammy · 1 year

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Third Row Back

Minho x Reader

Summary: Minho & y/n get freaky during a celebration (+ a little Newt x y/n tease)

Warnings: PWP, public sex, fingering, unprotected sex, daddy kink (cuz y’all know Minho would have one), exhibitionism/voyeurism

A/N: writing for minho made me miss my fav sassy glader so here is smt spicy with him. also y/n is a freak. that is it.

[not my gif]

It was dark apart from the warm glow of the bonfire, and even that illuminated only so much. By the third row of logs, you’d barely be visible— those sitting in the front row would get all the light. Which was perfect for what Minho had planned for y/n.

Y/n sat comfortably between his legs in that convenient third row, his arms wrapped tightly around her. His fingers played with the hem of her short skirt, one she’d made herself for occasions such as this.

Minho whispered against her neck, “I love this skirt on you. You should wear it more.”

Y/n laughed. “You want me to wear this around the Glade while you’re off running around the maze all day?”

“Okay, maybe not.” He planted a kiss on her neck. “You cold, babe?” Minho asked in her ear.

Before even hearing y/n’s response he reached into a bag he’d placed behind him, pulling out a large blanket. The blanket could easily fit three under it, so it wrapped around them no problem, a good portion of it dragging onto the ground.

The first round of Gally’s brew came around, and soon all the other Gladers were drunk. Soon everyone was inebriated, & wrestling matches began in the firelight. Minho saw his opportunity.

He placed wet, open kisses on y/n’s neck, and she threw her head back to give more access. Sucking on her sweet spot, he took both breasts into his hands and massaged them gently, playing with her nipples every so often.

Y/n bit her lip to stifle her moans. “Minho, everyone is around.”

“Don’t worry babe, it’s so dark you can barely see us back here, everyone is drunk & focused on what’s happening around the fire, & you’re fully covered by the blanket.” He bit down on her skin and sucked hard.

“You thought this through, didn’t you?”

“Of course,” he smirked against the bruise that was forming where he sucked her.

Minho slid his hands down her abdomen to her core. With one hand he parted her folds to give more access to her clit, and with the other he began to stroke slowly, softly touching the sensitive bundle of nerves.

Y/n’s breath hitched at the sensation, the feel of his touch amidst the party almost overwhelming her senses.

The boy slowly dragged his finger lower, dipping slightly into her entrance. Y/n felt his cock harden against her lower back as he felt how wet she already was for him.

“Turn to me,” he commanded.

Y/n obeyed, turning her head to meet his. He enveloped her in a passionate kiss, tongues wrestling for dominance. His fingers continued their work on her clit, rubbing firmly, and y/n moaned into the kiss, doing her best to keep her volume at a minimum.

There was a lot of noise around them, with all the shouts & hollers & conversations going on, so she wouldn’t have to be fully silent.

As Minho quickened the pace y/n instinctively opened her legs, hooking them behind his calves. As his access widened, Minho brought his other hand to her soaking entrance, sliding two fingers in with little resistance. Y/n arched her back as he curled his fingers inside her, hitting her g-spot.

“Mm, Minho,” she whispered, calling his name as loudly as she could without drawing attention.

Pumping in and out of her, y/n rolled her hips lightly against his hands, creating as much friction as she could with little movement.

Y/n laid her head back against his shoulder, panting through the pleasure. She watched the boys dancing by the fire, and the groups having conversations. The thought of any of them catching the graphic scene playing in the shadows at any moment excited her, and she rolled her hips harder.

Panting through light moans, she cried his name again. “Mm, Minho.. oh- yes, yes baby, yes.”

“You’re so fucking hot babe.” Minho added a third finger and rubbed her clit harder. From there it only took about five minutes before y/n came undone. She continued her faint moans as he pleasured her through her high, the blanket beginning to slide down her shoulders.

When she finished she pulled the blanket back up with a satisfied sigh. Minho brought his fingers to his lips and sucked the juice off of them, murmuring about how he loved her taste.

Then, the crowd stood up and gathered tighter around the fire, entranced by an intense wrestling match between the latest greenie & one of the other boys. Y/n saw an opportunity.

She quickly turned herself around so she was straddling Minho, keeping the blanket covering as much as she could. As she undid the button of his pants the boy raised his eyebrows. “What are you doing babe?”

“It’s your turn,” she said simply, freeing his hard cock from his underwear. “They’re all distracted right now. But if they catch us… then they can watch.” She smirked seductively, lowering herself onto his length.

Minho groaned in pleasure as he bottomed out, and y/n wasted no time. She rode him steadily, moaning louder this time, matching the volume of the crowd. Quickening her pace, Minho grabbed her ass to support her, helping her deepen her thrusts.

“Ooh, yes baby, just like that. You ride daddy’s dick so well,” he whispered into her ear, sticking his tongue in afterwards and exploring.

“Ooh M-Minho.. oh, yes.. I love how you feel inside me,” she increased her speed again, squeezing her walls against his length. “Oh, daddy, you feel so good! Mm, I love taking your big, fat cock in my tight pussy.”

Minho began to thrust his hips into her harder, keeping one hand on her lower back and the other on the log to steady himself. He panted his words.

“Yeah? You like that? You like taking daddy’s cock like a good girl?”

The blanket was at their waists now, barely covering where their bodies became one.

“Yes! Oh, yes, daddy, yes! Yes! Yes!”

Y/n came for the second time, and Minho followed shortly after. They rode each other through their highs, calling each other’s names as they did, not even caring who heard them.

She slowly pulled herself off of Minho, a mixture of their juices spilling out of her as she turned around to sit with her back against his chest again.

They scanned the scene. The wrestling match was still going, seemingly at its own climax, and the Gladers cheered as the greenie gained dominance.

So no one saw, y/n thought to herself. She hated to admit it, but a part of her wished someone had.

Then, the fire roared stronger for just a second, and in the flash of light, a couple dozen feet away, in the third row of sitting logs, y/n saw him.

Newt sat alone, eyes closed with head thrown back, vigorously pumping his hard length, his lips parted as he moaned and panted in solitude. She couldn’t him, but she could read her name on his lips.

Y/n.

As he levelled his head his eyes opened & met hers.

She smirked at him knowingly, and then turned to kiss Minho, making sure Newt could see how her tongue slipped into his mouth. Dropping the blanket, y/n palmed Minho through his pants. Y/n continued kissing him with one eye open, only pulling away when she saw Newt finish.

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the-froschamethyst4 · 2 months

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Tentacles Pt:2

𖤐Pairing: Octopus! König x Witch! Reader

𖤐Pronouns: She/Her

𖤐Pt1: tentacles

𖤐Warnings: smut, language, P in V, tentacle play, kinky, bondage, eating out, pinching, biting, boob grabbing, ass grabbing, nipple play, slight choking, teasing, mouth work, obsession, in heat, non-verbal König, masturbation, public sex,

𖤐Summary: Familiar König is in heat, here is all the times he has fucked his witch

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It's been a few months now, König and Y/n would fuck...and I mean FUCK!

König has Y/n bent over her counter, she had closed her shop early because of König going into heat. König has been in heat for a week now.

Y/n grips the counter her nail digging into the dark oak wood counter. König threw his head back as skin was slapping against each other. Y/n's soft moans filled her shop.

Y/n also hasn't talked to Soap since the day he came to the door to apologized to her.

König's nails dug into her waist. His tentacles moving from her waist, her shoulders and around her neck. She tries to moan but his grip around her neck tightened.

She was trying to breath but his grip tightens even more. Her right hand grabs at his tentacles and she sounded like she was choking now. Then both of her hands reach for his tentacles trying to pry his tentacles off her neck.

"K-K-König!" She yells. His eyes watched as her face was going a bit red and he releases her neck, she leans forward and starts to cough. He stops his sloppy thrusts.

"I-I'm fine," she chokes out. She puts her hand on his lower stomach to make him stop. He pulls out of her and comes around the front to check on her, he didn't mean to hurt her.

Click, click, c-click

"I'm fine, King, I promise, I'm fine, you were just a little excited," she puts her hand under his chin.

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Days and days König would find a way to fuck Y/n to overcome his sexual needs. Y/n was bouncing on him, his hands on her ass squeezing her and smacking her any chance he gets. She moans when feeling the slight sting on her ass.

"K-König!" She moans, tossing her head back, his hands moved to her waist to guide her and his tentacles all over her squeezing her, suctioning to her. Two were perfectly around her breasts squeezing and the tip of them flicking her nipples earning a soft moan from her.

One around her thigh, squeezing them. Then another one resting on her ass.

She tosses her head back and moaned before coming on him, he groans bucking his hips up and coming inside on her. She moved off him to watch the cum drip from her lower half onto his dick.

He picks her up making her rest on the bed, his tentacles still on her and his hands squeezing her perfect body. He lifts the shirt over his face and kissed her stomach, chest, neck and then lips.

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König was on his back pumping himself in his hand. Y/n was out at the market leaving him behind to watch over the shop and house, but he grew bored and grew very horny out of nowhere.

He lays on his back on Y/n's bed, pumping himself quickly thinking about Y/n, thinking about her body, her pussy lips how they go around him when he fucks her.

He groans when he thinks about Y/n's mouth wrapped around his dick, giving him head.

"King?" He stops for a moment but started up his pace again when he was caught touching himself.

Y/n drops her little tote bag and walked towards him stripping from her dress and crawling on the bed, kissing his tip but then crawling on top of him, swatting his hand away from his dick and slowly sitting on him.

Bouncing on him and he moans when feeling her. His tentacles reached out for her. She takes one wrapping it around her hand and gently touching him, she takes another one and licks it and then licking another one.

He groans and then feels himself about to cum inside of her. Y/n moans when feeling his cum shoot inside of her.

"Aww, König," she coos.

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Y/n leaned over the counter giving a potion to a lady, Y/n's dress was short and exposed her cute little panties. König was behind her in his salt water tank as his little flapjack octopus-self.

He was attached to the tank glass wall tentacles out on display as he wanted her right now and she was teasing him.

"Your octopus is weird," the lady says as Y/n looks over her shoulder smiling at König.

"He is pretty weird," she says, facing the woman again before she left, Y/n heard some splashing behind her, she knew König was behind her, she then was pushed against her counter, her skirt up on her hips and her panties were pulled down to her ankles and she felt him slip inside of her.

"Ah!" She moans as he was thrusting into her, his tentacles went under her chest squeezing her breasts and flicking and pinching her nipples.

"Fuck...k-keep going," she moans out.

König then drop to his knees and licks between her folds, his tentacles held her thighs as her door opens.

She hides her moans and greets the woman that came in, she comes to the counter.

"Y/n it's been a while, how is everything?"

"G-Good...what can I do you for?" Y/n asks. Biting her bottom lip and feeling König shove one of his tentacles inside, making her moan but she cut it off.

"AHH~ Yes, I can make that," she says with an awkward smile.

"Y/n are you okay? Are you feeling okay?"

"I'm f-feeling just peachy," she smiles.

"Where's König? Is he under your shirt again?" Everyone knows about König's favorite spot being under Y/n's shirt.

"No, he's a-around here somewhere-AHH~" Y/n ended up coming on König's tentacle.

"Y/n?"

"I'm okay, I'm okay," she smiles.

The lady leaves and König pops up from under the counter and his tentacles touch her and caressing her.

"You naughty, octopus."

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Y/n held König in her hands as they walked along the beach, this was König's first time back at the beach when Y/n had found him.

He looks at the water and moves off of Y/n's hand and runs to the water, Y/n walks to the edge squinting down letting the water lap at her ankles.

König would go limp and let the water carry him back to Y/n. She smiles at him picking him up from the water and then placing him back into the water.

König turned into his human-self sitting in the water, she smiles and walks into the water with him, sitting on his lap letting the water soak her dress.

She kisses him and his hand cups her face deepening the kiss. His hands pushed her dress up and then pulled her panties to the side and guides her to sit on him.

This time it was fast and rough like usual it was soft and slow. He was gentle trying to take his time with Y/n, hearing her moans and appreciate them.

"You're so gentle," she says as she starts to slowly grind on him.

"I-I want you t-to feel g-good!" König stutters. König doesn't speak, he clicks as his communication and Y/n has learned it to understand him better. Of course it shocked Y/n when hearing him talk for the first time.

"You already do that," she says, cupping his face and kissing him.

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König sat on his favorite place, Y/n's tit. Y/n was giving out some potions to customers and helping customers pick out the right potions for them.

And König was sitting under Y/n's shirt playing with her nipple. She smacked him a couple times to stop, so she could focus and not draw attention to the little lump under her shirt.

König clicks a few times before Y/n digs in her shirt pulling him out, making him let go of her tit. She groans and holds him in her hand.

He tries to quickly move back under Y/n's shirt but she quickly grabs him again and placed him back in his tank behind the counter. She could hear him click and she turns seeing him pout.

"You big baby," she says, turning back around to face her store.

König swims under a little rock cave. Pouting and clicking as he watched Y/n. He loved watching Y/n work but he wants to be close to her.

Her shop door opened and a man came in. It wasn't odd for a man to come in here but Y/n's shop was mainly for women. She greets the man like every other customer, giving him a soft smile as she stalks the shelves.

"Hey, I'm looking for," he pulls out a list. "Newt's eye, cherry blossom petals, dill, lavender, and I also need eel brain."

"Okay, yep just give me a few minutes," Y/n says, König keeps an eye on the man. The man was walking around picking up a raven skull and tucking it into his pocket.

König swims out of his cave and sticks to the tanks glass wall watching him closely again. He picks up a glass jar of an embryo of a baby bird, stuffing it back into his pocket.

König starts climbing up the glass wall and drops to the floor turning into his human body. He stalks towards the guy, his body towered over him, the man slowly turns when feeling this darkness consume him.

König picks the man up by his collar and turns him upside down shaking him making him drop everything he stole from Y/n. She turns seeing König shaking him.

"König!" He drops him and the man runs out the store. Y/n sees all the things that belonged in her store. "Oh...thank you, König," she says.

He clicks before turning into the small octopus form and climbing back into his tank. Y/n walks to his tank dipping her hand into his tank. Catching his attention, he swims to her hand sticking to her hand and she pulls her hand out.

"Thank you," she kisses his head and he made himself comfortable back under her shirt.

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Y/n lays on her stomach on her bed, her ankles crossed as she was reading glasses on her face and her hair in a messy bun, and where was König?

Making himself comfortable on her butt, her oversized t-shirt was on her lower back and her panties were a bit showy. König's tentacles were bouncing Y/n's butt.

His suction cups sticking to her butt and unsticking from her butt causing a slight bounce/jiggle. Y/n didn't care as long as he was entertained and wasn't causing any problems.

König turned into his human form and he used his knees to open her legs up, he flips her on her back and pulled her panties down. Y/n was still reading her spell book, as König lifted his mask and his tentacles stuck to her thighs, waist and one swirling around her pussy lips and then slowly pushing inside of her.

She let's out a soft moan, her hips buck up. König lifts his mask and nibbles at her clit. She moans and drops her book to her chest, she watches him and watches how gentle he was with her.

Her head went back into her pillow and her thighs wanted to close but König was keeping them open.

"K-König," she moans.

"A-Am I doing it r-right?" He asks.

"Just p-perfect," she moans.

He keeps going and Y/n felt her tummy start to knot up, she moans and ended up coming on his tongue he licks it up and then licks her clean.

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german professor!koing x student!reader

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i like to think konig being that hot middle age professor who dresses like a hot history professor. also yall this is my first time actually writing smut, so like...don't come for me on how bad it is, i'm trying to get better lmao.

cw: straight up porn lmao, female reader, p in v sex, slight breeding and corruption

you are in the middle of the lecture room, chewing the tip of your pen as you watched your german professor looking down at his notes before continuing with the presentation. you would be lying to yourself if you didn't find him attractive. he was clumsy, cheesy, laid back, and more importantly hot.

as he wrapped up class, he looked out into the room of students, making sure no one had any questions before dismissing the class a bit early, on this nice friday afternoon. his eyes stopped on yours for a second before you shoot him a pretty smile.

you made sure to pack slowly, as the lecture room emptied out, leaving you alone with him. as you come closer to the desk, you can see him give you a kind smile.

"ah y/n, your last paper was good. your german is getting better." he said warmly.

"thank you professor konig. it helps to have an amazing professor." you gave him a sly smile as you looked at him.

"vielen dank für ihre freundlichen worte. i try my best." he felt his face flush slightly.

unknowing to you, he has also had his eyes on you. he found you attractive and a sweetheart. he knows he shouldn't fantasize about a kind student in his class, but he can't help but fisting himself after work to the imagination of your fucked out face, covered in his cum.

the silence was thick, and so was the tension. before you can even process what happens, konig lips on yours. your bag falls as you grip his arms as you kiss him back. his hands pull at the hem of your shirt as he pulls it up, right above your breast. he picks you up placing you on the desk. your legs wrap around his waist bringing him closer to you, as both of your tongues fight for dominance.

"i've had my eyes on you since the first day of class." he mumbles against your lips. hearing this instantly turned you on, you can feel your panties getting wet.

"me too." you softly said as his lips trail down to your neck, collarbone, and stopping right before your bra. his fingers pull down your bra, as he held the soft flesh in his hand before attaching his mouth on to your hard nipples. you throw your head back at the sensation of his wet tongue on your breast.

you can feel his bulge grinding into your inner thigh. you leaned up, your fingers tugging at his waistband. before you can reach the zipper of his pants he pushes you back gently, your back hitting the desk.

"geduld, liebling." he groans in your ear. you hear your blood soaring in your ears, getting more turned on by him speaking german. before you can say anything, he pulls down your bottoms, looking at the wet spot on your panties. "your so wet, sweetheart." he chuckles before connecting his hot mouth to your clothed cunt.

"oh fuck..." you moaned, your eyes looking at the empty lecture room upside down. you can feel your panties getting wetter due to the mixture of your sweet juices and his wet tongue.

he gently moves your panties to the side, finally connecting his mouth to your bare cunt. you moan loudly, at the sensation. he continues to explore your folds as he slowly teases his fingers at your entrance. he moans as he laps up all of your juices, making sure he savors it all.

as you whimper and moan under him, your thighs are squeezing his head, but he doesn't mind. he slowly teases his fingers, inching their way into your soft and velvety walls. now you were squirming under him, as his fingers pump in and out of your and his mouth sucked on your sensitive bud.

"o-oh fuck..." my fingers tugged at his hair. "i'm about to c-cum..." your breathing became more ragged, as your chest was heavy. "w-wait p-pleas-" you can't finish your sentence as konig sped up his fingers, driving you to the edge.

"f-fuck" you dragged out your moan, as your body trembled. konig hums, sending shivers up your body, helping you ride out your orgasm. your breathing is heavy as you looked up at him, watching him lick your slick off his fingers while holding eye contact with you your face flush as you watched him.

"mmm...you taste good, meine liebe." he said in a husky voice, as he licked his lips. "i think you are wet enough." he mumbles as he frees his cock. you can't help but be amazed at the sheer size of it. he hooks his arms around your thighs bringing you closer to the edge of the desk. he aligns the tip to your entrances, leaning close enough to you that both of your noses met.

"be a good girl and take it." he smirked before crashing his lips onto yours and slamming his hips into yours. you moan against his lips, feeling your cunt stretching, feeling him bottom out inside you.

he gives you a second to adjust to his size, before slightly beginning to grind his hips against yours. you can feel your soft and velvety walls clench, making him groan in the process. your arms wrapped around his neck, as your nails dug into his shoulder blades.

"i-i feel so...full..." you whined as he picked up his pace, slamming his hips into yours at a steady pace. "ja? nun gut, ich werde dich bald ausstopfen, liebling." he whispered in your ear, making you shiver.

the room was completely silent, aside from the sound of skin smacking, the heavy breathing, and the sound of your slick. it was filthy, a professor corrupting his student, but this wasn't about grades or lectures. this was about how much you wanted him and how much he wanted you.

"scheiße, bist du dicht." he groans, as his hips picked up his pace, as you moan breathlessly under him.

his cock relentlessly hitting your cervix, as you slowly became a babbling mess under him. you can feel the ecstasy building up inside you again, as your hands gripped his.

"pl-please professor..." his pace was also getting sloppier. "i'm go-nna cum..." i moaned, as I could hear him groan as well, knowing he was going to cum as well.

"ich auch liebe." his hand moved from your thighs to your waist, now relentlessly slamming into you harder as he chased his high. you were sure your inner things would be bruised by how hard he was slamming into you, but that didn't matter right now.

"shit..." you barely croaked out gripping his hand as your body started trembling, as you cum on his cock. his pace was not staggering, feeling your walls clenched higher than before as you came.

"gutes mädchen." he groans, as he feels his climax coming. he was already corrupting you, so what better way to end it than by stuffing your puffy cunt with his cum. his hand gripped your waist even harder, leaving bruises, as he slams his cock in one last time before releasing his hot and sticky seed in you.

he slams his lips on yours, as he continues to fill you up, and you can't do anything about it because his hips are locked into yours. he gently slides his soft cock out of your hole, and you can feel his cum leak out. you whimpered due to being sensitive, before pulling away from his lips.

"just so you know y/n, this isn't going to reflect how i grade your assignments." he smirks.

"don't worry professor konig, if anything this just gives me the motivation to do better."

"good." he places a tiny peck on your lips, before pulling your panties over your abused cunt that was filled with his seed, before helping you get dressed. he fixes himself before giving his hand to help you stand up from the desk. your knees weak and your cunt was sore.

"we should do this again, professor. wouldn't want to lose motivation to do well in this class." i teased him.

he chuckles before getting you a pat on your ass. he couldn't help his cock getting hard again by watching you stumbling out of the class.

this was definitely not the last time.

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