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Reflection

Pairing: Astarion x Afab!Reader (no gender specific pronouns used, only anatomy)

Summary: Astarion can't see his own reflection as he fucks you, but he can still see yours.

Warnings: 18+. Katoptronophilia. Body worship. Fingering. Hair pulling. Sprinkled some dry humping in there. PiV. Creampie. Astarion has an oral fixation. Overstimulation. Aftercare.

Word count: 3,3k.

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(Screenshot ↷ by @cheekylittlepupp, I cropped it a bit)

Astarion has accepted the fact that he'll never truly know his own appearance. Denied the privilege to see himself through his own eyes, he must rely solely on others' description to gather an image of himself.

Something which makes him feel particularly vain is hearing your own portrayal of him. You make him feel so beautiful, basically flawless.

You would tell him that he has hypnotizing ruby eyes, you would tell him about the way his white strands curl around his pointy ears or about the sensual curve of his upper lip — and he'll love it all.

In your bedroom, there is a mirror right next to your shared bed, against the wall. He likes to watch you through it when you get ready for the day or, which he prefers most, when you get ready for the night. Your pre-bed routine is sacrosanct and he somewhat finds it relaxing, too. He has learned the smallest of your habits in depth.

On the other hand, during your most intimate moments, he likes to turn his head to admire the shapes of your body, or, when he takes you from behind and holds his hand in the locks of your hair, making you sink your head into the soft mattress, he notices how your cheek slumps against it; how you drool, how your face contorts in pleasure...

On all the times it has happened, it has always been the breaking point for him. That view is all he needs to come undone. Perhaps that's why he doesn't do it too often.

So it usually ends at a quick glance, nothing more.

Usually.

He had different plans in mind tonight, it seems.

It's one of those nights where having sex was inevitable. It occurs when you feel that simply being close is not enough anymore; when you feel the compelling desire to mold into a shared existence and become one.

It's not that difficult to do something that makes the other shiver with the familiar thrill of arousal. By now you are used to it: you immerse yourselves in intimacy, in each other, ending up in a realm with no name, that is simply all yours. In moments of passion, you lose all sense of surroundings: be it on the bed, on a table, against a wall — on the floor, even. Nothing matters anymore, just the two of you.

“Come here,” he whispers against your lips, finally detaching from them after yet another intense kiss. He grabs your hips and pushes you onto his lap, his back resting against the headboard of the bed.

You follow the motion as your lips come to latch on his throat, where you plant wet kisses. Your arms reach around his back to wrap around him, bodies nestled perfectly like a lock and a key.

As you do so, you feel him doing something you absolutely adore: he lets himself go.

It's always a wonderful feeling: his muscles softening under your touch as he lets himself be touched, loved, explored; you touch him as if you are rediscovering him every single time. Moments like these remind you of how much he trusts you.

His head tilts to the side and he groans, arms snaking around your form and coming to a stop once they reach your rear, of which he grabs an handful.

He gives it a few gentle slaps, something he does to encourage you to come closer.

You oblige, scooting closer with your hips, making your sexes brush against one another above the fabric of your clothes.

His sex bumps into yours as he buckles his hips up gently one, two, three times. Enough for you to feel his cock slowly getting harder and harder under your spell.

The gentle movements earn a languid whine out of you, and you pull back from his neck only to meet his gaze.

Astarion leans in, parting his lips as his front teeth gently catch your cheek in an affectionate nibble, ensuring his canines don't intrude in it.

He adores those soft spots of yours. Perfect for his teeth to sink into.

You grin, giggling softly as you press yourself down against his hardening member; he feels the damp heat coming from your sex, even through your pants. Not surprising after your intense make out session that had been going on for at least thirty minutes.

A slow drag of your hips along his length is enough to make his nose scrunch up as he suppresses a hiss. You big tease.

His cock twitches for you.

But he's not going to let you know just how needy he is yet.

He moves his hands to your hips, bringing his lips to your ear and mumbling a gentle command: “Lie down, darling.”

You hum in understanding, but pull back from him reluctantly. The friction between your sexes had just started to feel nice.

You adjust on the mattress and as he scoots closer to you, your hands immediately reach for him again.

As he's at your side, his hands go for the hem of your trousers. His thumbs slip past the fabric so he can get ahold of your panties too, and slowly, he starts to pull them down.

Your breath is uneven already.

“Part your legs for me, yes?” he whispers, smiling wryly at you. He's awfully aware of how much these alluring commands can turn you on.

“Gods, Astarion...” you whine, biting the inside of your cheek.

He knows what that's about.

“Oh, come on. Don't be coy. You can't possibly be any wetter than what I've made you on other occasions.”

You roll your eyes, watching him as he slips those clothes past your ankles and finally, your feet.

Tossing them aside, his gaze returns to you and he gives you a knowing smile.

“Let me see it.”

You spread your thighs slowly, making space for him in between them — a space he immediately occupies. He looks down at your exposed sex, raises his eyebrow and hums.

“Could've been a lot worse.”

He takes such pride in knowing he can make you wet with so little. He'll brag about it. Tease you as if you can't make him hard as brick without even touching him.

“Oh, please. Don't start.” you reply, scowling.

“You know you love it.”

You're grateful he didn't notice the clench down there.

It is true, after all, that deep down you love it when you're left bare and exposed for him in all your glory — and sticky wetness.

Before you can muster up something to say, you feel a pair of cold fingers brush over your clit.

You gasp softly, as Astarion starts to trace delicate circular motions, swelling up that particularly sensitive spot. The pace is slow, but he puts a noticeable amount of pressure on it — enough to make your legs twitch slightly every time he touches it from a specific angle.

“How does it feel?” he purrs, persistently keeping his eyes on yours. “Feels good?”

All you can manage is a nod. Now, come on, you could've certainly saw his response coming,

“Use your voice, dear.”

You swallow, then mumble “It feels good.”

With his free hand he caresses your inner thigh, before slowly trailing it towards the hem of your shirt and pulling it up, up, up, until your breasts are left exposed.

The view is certainly pleasing to him — you could swear that you saw his ears perk up a little.

He sighs deeply, leaning down to plaster kisses all over your breasts. His lips find your nipple and he nibbles gently, sucking on it a bit. When he pulls back from it, a string of saliva still connects him with its hardened surface. You writhe in pleasure, wrapping both arms loosely around his head.

He rests the side of his face on your soft tit, his sensitive ear right where your heart sings a rhythmic armony. He listens carefully as it beats against his ear, closing his eyes. That's life flowing inside you. Your body hot and and lively and vigurous with passion is something he'll never tire to admire, feel or taste.

He can hear the noise the blood coursing through your veins makes, your heart pounding faster and harder as the pleasures builds.

In the meantime, his fingers trace your swollen clit for one last time before his fingers slide down to trace your folds expertly. When they reach the entrance to your sex, he traces a few circles around it.

“So wet,” he comments, sliding a pair of fingers inside.

They follow an agonizingly slow in-and-out rhythm. You squirm, moving your hips in the direction of his hand — it's not enough.

He feels his pants going quite tight as he works his fingers inside you, caressing your sweet spot in deep strokes.

“More,” you whine, squeezing his waist with your thighs.

He doesn't answer, but he does move his thumb to circle your clit gently.

He has to bite back a groan when your walls hug his fingers tightly and a pool of warm wetness drenches them.

You writhe underneath him and his cock responds to that unexpected motion with a twitch.

He pushes his hips down the mattress and ruts against it, since his cock is too far away from any part of your body that he could possibly hump.

He turns his head from one side to the other and as he newly nestles against your chest, adjusting comfortably.

Then he sees it.

Your reflection.

In the mirror, your arms wrapped around his head look like they're floating.

Back arched, lips parted, thighs squirming, eyes shut rightly...

You look sublime.

It's not the first time he's greeted by such view, but even so he can't refrain himself from commenting on it. You're stunning when you have any part of him inside you and you need to know that.

“Look,” he mumbles, but you don't hear him.

Lifting his head from your chest, he smoothly raises his free hand to grab your chin, turning your head toward the mirror. The abrupt motion interrupts your pleasure momentarily; his cheek presses against yours as you both face the mirror.

“Look at that,” he repeats, his fingers curling into your sweet spot deeply enough to earn a high pitched moan out of you.

Knuckles deep, his fingers now fuck you at a rather frantic pace.

“Gods, you're beautiful...” he mumbles, his eyes fixed on that image before him.

You don't even have time to process what he's saying that he's basically already grinding his hips against your inner thigh. He skillfully maintains a coordinated rhythm with his fingers even while he's pleasuring himself.

But this dance doesn't last long.

He has to be inside you.

You're about to approach the edge of an orgasm when he pulls away from you.

“Up,” he gestures with an hand, patting your thigh impatiently with the other. As you do so, taking your time, he's already unbuttoning his pants. Only when he lowers his underwear enough to let his cock spring free he does exhale a quiet sigh of relief. He pumps it a bit, glancing up at you as he does.

He's not surprised to catch you staring, lips parted to form an ‘o’ shape.

“Up, honey. On your hands and knees. And face that mirror.”

Oh.

“...The mirror?” you echo, raising your brows and searching his gaze again.

“Did I stutter?” he retorts, raising his brows in a familiar fashion, playfully mocking you. “Go ahead.”

You take a few moments to process that order but you eventually oblige, placing yourself on all fours in front of said mirror.

Astarion scoots behind you, hands coming up to the small of your back to press on it, making you arch. He hears your sigh as his hardened cock presses against your ass. His lips curve in a knowing smile when one of his hands cups your rear and squeezes gently. He drags his cock along it again, grunting.

You whine, looking back at him from behind your shoulder. “Stop teasing.”

“Patient is the key,” he murmurs, leaning onto you and planting a tiny kiss on your shoulder before his chin comes to rest on it. He observes your reflection with feline attention.

“Look up.” he orders, and so you do. You meet your own eyes, feeling a certain embarrassment; you've always found it kind of creepy how, whenever you cross a reflective surface and you're in his company, he's simply not there.

“Do I have to?”

“I'm not going to let that go unseen,” his hips press into you and he uses an hand to help himself part your damp folds with the tip of his cock. “you look so pretty when I fuck you senseless.”

You grunt as your lips part in delight, eyes fluttering closed. He fills you with his whole length, slowly, and you're already at his mercy as he begins thrusting at a lazy rhythm. Astarion's lips press on your ear and he hushes you when you whine, “I've not even started yet,” he mumbles, reaching an hand up to grasp your hair so to hold your head up. Yet again, you're forced to meet your own reflection.

“That's the problem.” you answer, earning a chuckle out of him.

“Trust me, darling, if I had let my instincts win I would have been ravaging you by now. But waiting makes the experience better, doesn't it?”

Every word whispered brings sweet shivers down your spine. His lips move down the nape of your neck as he makes sure you feel every single inch of him as he pushes in and out. The pace picks up gradually and his eyes never leave the immacolate vision ahead of you.

You look in absolute bliss, lip twitching up whenever he speeds up a bit. It's impressive how you seem to forget about the rest of the world in a flash whenever he takes you.

Astarion starts to get impatient with himself. His cock is straining and all he wants is to get straight to the point and fuck you into oblivion until you're a sobbing, stuttering, trembling mess. But he insists on fighting against that urge; he always plays this ‘edging’ game with himself. It makes it all the better, somehow.

“You there?” he asks after a few seconds, given the fact that you've gotten silent and dropped the whining. He lifts off your back and straightens his own. His hand leaves your hair, trusting you to keep you head up on your own.

“Hm,” you hum in response. It seems you've gotten quite fond of the slow, gentle rhythm.

He has to fix that.

Can't have you falling asleep now, can he?

His hands find the soft curve of your hips and he gives them a strong squeeze that only lasts for a second, like a warning. It seems to stir you up a bit.

He angles his hips in a way that ensures that each movement he makes meets your deepest spot. He switches to a rapid pace so suddenly that it almost makes you lose your balance and slip your hands past the edge of the bed.

Fortunately, Astarion is there for you.

He grabs you by the hair not so gently, pulling you up. Your back arches naturally as a yelp escapes you.

He grins, letting out quick puffs of breath with every thrust. One of his hands finds your throat and his fingers curl around it, while the other rests on your ass for good measure. He tilts his head back, loosing himself in the warmth of your wet walls.

But he quickly raises his head back up towards the mirror. Your breasts, partially covered by the shirt you didn't bother to take off, bounce with every thrust. And as if that sight isn't enough to make his dick twitch inside you, he catches a glimpse of you rubbing your clit as he's fucking you.

This view somehow encourages him to give you more. So much more.

Until you can't handle it.

He uses the hand around your throat to pull you against his chest: an hoarse moan rumbles in your chest and fills the room as the movement chokes you a bit, but you don't mind.

His hand leaves your neck and find the hem of your shirt, lifting it up to expose your breasts further. His other arm snakes around your stomach and your head tilts back, resting against his shoulder.

Astarion doesn't miss the opportunity to plant kisses all over your neck, nibbling here and there and leaving a few scratches with his sharp fangs. He doesn't make too much of an effort to find the point in which your pulse pounds, pressing his parted lips on it and sucking.

When he makes sure he has left an hickey, lips find your earlobe and he bring it in between his lips, suckling it gently. “Such elegance in your every movement,” he sighs, voice low and alluring. “impressive.”

You whimper in response, and as he tilts his to the side, he catches your hand trembling in the reflection.

Your brain fogs up and you reach that moment in your ecstasy in which you go limp, letting yourself go completely. Your stomach slowly twists in a knot as your orgasm approaches.

“Let me do it for you,” he whispers, gently pushing your hand away, replacing it with his own. His fingers circle your clit in quick movements that match the pace of his thrusts, which, however, gets messier and sloppier as he approaches the sweet edge as well.

He groans as his free hand gropes you all over, squeezing and pulling on the softest spots of your body he knows by heart by now. You manage to open your eyes and see clearly for a couple of seconds and, well, you're surprised to notice that the view ahead of you does turn you on some more.

There's just... Something in the way you know that it's Astarion reducing you to such a mess and and most of all, it's to be witnessing it in real time what earns a clench of your walls around his member.

The way your sex responds to that vision can't go unnoticed when Astarion is balls deep inside it.

He smirks, biting the shell of your ear as he rams inside you, chasing both yours and his orgasm. Your moans sound breathless as your clit swells with arousal under the tips of his fingers, aching for a release. You raise an hand up to grasp his hair, desperate for something to hold onto. You tilt your head so that you can meet his lips for a messy kiss, which Astarion reciprocates.

However, he breaks away with a growl when you start panting into his mouth. He watches the climax happen on your face, then your body: you tremble, losing control over your hips that chase those fingers on your clit and his cock. Both your shaking hands find his hips and you grip them tightly, dipping your nails in his flesh.

Your clit swells and your walls clench deliciously around his member, squeezing him in.

He stares, eyes wide and basically glowing.

His pace doesn't falter, not even for a second, although he pulls his hand back from your clit in order to focus on his cock straining inside you.

He whimpers desperately, getting impatient to come, which results in sloppier thrusts. His name leaves your lips in a sobby moan; you lose balance, letting yourself sink into the mattress.

He sounds so good. You grip the sheets tightly and he leans down, lips against the nape of your neck.

“Just a little more, a little bit more... I know you can handle it,” he mumbles breathlessly, feeling his cock twitch and balls tightening.

He looks up to meet the blessed view of you, squirming and spent as you cry into the mattress, muttering phrases of ecstasy he doesn't quite catch; he finds it adorable how you kind of... Lose your ability to speak properly when you're drunk on his cock.

His hips falter and he groans, sinking his fingers into your flesh and pushing you down against him. He feels his knees abandon him for a second or two as he spills his semen inside your aching cunt. The thought of pulling out didn't even cross him, not when you clench around him so tantalizingly.

He grunts, mumbling your name a few times as the last thrusts guide him over the wave of his ecstasy.

Next, he collapses on top of you.

You lower your ass under his weight, grunting. It takes a few moments, but he eventually lazily pulls out of you, unable to contain a small, content grin at the sight of his cum spilling out of your puffy sex.

He lays on his back beside you, making the mattress bounce gently with his weight as he settles. You turn your head to him, propping yourself up on your elbows.

He's following your every movement with his eyes.

“Are you alright?” he asks quietly, hand raising to caress your face.

You snuggle against the cool palm of his hand, giving up on trying to keep your eyes open. You give a slight nod, then ask: “Are you?”

“Do I not look like it?” he replies, smiling lovingly, fangs peeking at the corners of his mouth.

A comfortable silence falls between you two, but you're the one to break it:

“I might be into this whole mirror thing, y'know.”

He grins, narrowing his gaze. “Oh, love. I always knew you were a bit of an exhibitionist.”

“...It was your idea, I shall remind you.”

“And you went along with it.”

“I did.”

You yawn, leaning in to rest your head against his unmoving chest. He wraps you up into his arms and you do the same, lifting your head up to print small kisses all over his face.

You both lay there for a while, not bothering to get cleaned up right away: it has been like this ever since you've grown more comfortable around each other. You take it easy, savoring the aftermath of passion and the softness that comes with it, between giggles and stolen kisses.

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sinswithpleasure · 6 months

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Bucket List Interlude — Five.Six [Queen & Princess]

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Proud to release my second (technically first, but our actual second released first) collab with @co-reborn set in the Bucket List universe.

Enjoy this (mostly unedited) little gift before NNN.

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[Im Squirtle has sent a message:]

Oi, Pervert.

Let's try something new later on.

I know you’ll like it too

Head to the audi after your class ends

Come over quick :)

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You keep your books in the locker once you’re done for the day. With these types of Nayeon texts, you know you're definitely not studying for the next few hours.

You shuffle past the crowd of students heading to their next class as you make your way to the auditorium. There shouldn’t be anyone using it at this hour, so why would she ask you…?

With the door to the auditorium right in front of you, you reach for the handle. The door swings open smoothly, and as expected, it is empty, lights off. You step in and place your bag onto one of the chairs, before grabbing your phone from your pocket.

[To: Im Squirtle]

I'm here, where ar |

In the middle of typing your message, the lights switch on. First, the room is dimly lit, but it begins to brighten slowly. You look around, and that's when you spot Nayeon at the bottom, on the stage. You scan her outfit—open blouse paired with a bright pink crop top, hearts and lines and other designs printed on the cloth, coupled with jeans, deliberately left open and rolled around her waist. Cute pigtails, by far your favourite style on her, steel rimmed glasses perched atop her nose, and a loose tie hanging around her neck.

She looks like a star. Maybe in another world…

"Yah, Pervert!" Nayeon waves enthusiastically, the brightest grin across her ethereal features. Even at the bottom of the auditorium, you're blown away by her beauty. Not that it's a surprise any more, but her beauty is definitely one of a kind.

"Say hi to our junior!"

Behind her, another girl steps out. You wonder how you haven't noticed her hiding behind Nayeon.

"Eh, Shin Yuna?"

Shin Yuna—the next Queen of Seoul U, currently nicknamed "Princess". You've seen her around a lot—it's quite hard not to notice the other beauty of Seoul U. Nayeon is easily #1, but Yuna's a damned close second, and she'll ascend the ranking once Nayeon graduates, you're sure of it.

"Hi, Oppa."

"Come down! Come say hi!"

You oblige, and take quick steps down. At the bottom, you awkwardly nod towards the younger girl, causing Nayeon to giggle. She steps closer to her "successor" and lightly grabs her shoulders.

Peeking from the side, she asks, “What do you think of her?”

You gulp. You can’t deny Yuna’s beauty. “Yeah… she’s pretty.”

Nayeon then steps behind Yuna before running her hands over her chest. The younger girl visibly tenses up, even more so when Nayeon begins to pop open the buttons on her blouse.

“I, for one, think she’s beautiful.”

The white top is pulled open, Yuna's bare breasts now exposed for your viewing pleasure. Nayeon lightly kneads the soft flesh of Yuna’s breasts, eliciting light gasps from her. Her hands continue to move down Yuna’s body down to her hips, halting at her tight abs to run circles atop the defined muscles.

"She's got such a perfect body, doesn't she?"

Nayeon gives Yuna a soft kiss on the cheek, before she licks a long stripe from the younger's shoulder up to her left ear. Reaching her skirt, Nayeon undoes the clasp and zipper at the back, a small push all it needs for the cloth to fall down her long legs, leaving the girl in white panties. You stare at the big damp spot right at the crotch of her underwear, and you gulp as your cock twitches beneath your pants.

"Go on, tell Oppa what we're doing today."

Nayeon's hands roam Yuna's body again. Her fingers ghost over the younger's smooth milky skin again, paying special attention to her nipples.

"Ngh…"

"Come on, Yuna-ya~"

Nayeon's fingers softly knead the soft flesh of Yuna's nubile body, her fingers expertly drawing the primal lust out of Yuna. You can't help but watch as Nayeon literally plays with the new toy in her hands, Yuna having all but submitted willingly to her senior.

"Oppa…"

Yuna's call dripped pure sex. You couldn't help the rush of primal lust at her moan, and as Nayeon slides her fingers underneath the waistband of Yuna's panties, you wish you were the one in Nayeon's place instead.

"Mmh, Daddy, she's so wet, oh my God."

Yuna's loud moan paired with the buck of her hips is all you need to know that Nayeon has penetrated her with her long fingers.

"Yuna-ya, go on, tell Oppa what you're here for."

"Oppa… mmgh—I…"

"I…?" Nayeon prompts.

"I'm—ohGod—I'm here to, fuck, I'm here to…"

Yuna shudders, her words temporarily halted by the waves of pleasure that wrecks her body with Nayeon's fingers deep in her.

"Oppa, I'm here to have sex, Oppa, I'm here to have sex with you and Nayeon-unnie, please… please take care of me, please…"

"That's right Daddy, Yuna's here to join us today."

Nayeon withdraws her fingers from Yuna, who moans at the loss of contact. Her fingers are drenched—not one inch of her middle and ring fingers, as well as the surrounding skin, is dry. Strands of slick cling to Nayeon's skin as she plays around with it, and she giggles.

"Ehe, Yuna-ya, you're so wet…"

She holds her fingers in front of the younger bunny's lips. Yuna takes it in without any hesitation, tasting her own pussy off her unnie's fingers.

"Good girl." Nayeon strokes the younger girl's hair. She melts under her unnie's touch and praise, and the smile across her face widens when Nayeon kisses her cheek.

"Sit back and relax Daddy, I'm going to show you how our good girl cums under my touch."

Nayeon smirks at you when you curse under your breath. You're so fucking hard—a tent has formed under the zipper of your jeans, and you've had to undo your pants so you could be more comfortable. Yuna's eyes are locked on to your bulge, and she stares with dripping lust.

"Daddy, Yuna wants to see that cock. Show her what you'll be fucking her with?"

Phrased like that, there's no way you'd say no. You undo the button and zipper, then reach beneath the waistband of your briefs to fish out your hard shaft, exposing yourself to the younger bunny. Yuna's gasp is all it takes to stoke your ego—you look up to see Yuna's eyes fixated on your hard cock, but what seals the ego boost is Nayeon's hand back to rubbing Yuna's clit, and you watch in slow-motion as Yuna's pussy drips, wetting the floor with her lust.

"Isn't it big, Yuna? That's the cock that fucks my pussy. Daddy always fills me up so well…"

"Hngh—!"

Yuna chokes back a moan as Nayeon penetrates her again. This time, her knees buckle when Nayeon's skilled fingers glide between her drenched walls, and you watch as Nayeon curls her fingers within Yuna as she thrusts in and out of the younger girl's pussy.

"Doesn't it feel good, Yuna? You're doing so well for me, so well for us. Look at your Oppa, look at how hard he's jerking his cock for you."

You're unable to resist the urge—the sight of Nayeon masturbating Yuna might be one of the hottest sights of your entire sex life so far in college. Yuna can't tear her eyes off your cock, and similarly, you can't tear your eyes off Nayeon's fingers plunging deeply into Yuna's cunt as well, her other hand firmly kneading the younger girl's right breast, fingers tweaking her nipple. The wet sounds of Nayeon fingerfucking Yuna echoes around the empty auditorium, and so do her moans. Yuna's lustful, sultry moans go straight down to your cock, and you take a bit of time to spread the beads of precum at your tip all over your cock.

"Oh, Yuna-ya, come on, moan louder. Let Oppa hear how much you want him.”

Yuna moans softly, her words muffled. Nayeon tuts disapprovingly.

“No, no, louder. Oppa wants to hear you. Let everyone hear you.”

"—ppa, Oppa, Oppa, Oppa~!"

Yuna’s broken moans go straight to your cock, and you have to pinch the head to resist the urge to cum. Her high-pitched whines for you have you nearly blowing your load, and you’re not about to cum before she does—you want to watch her come undone right in front of your very eyes. The wet sounds of Nayeon’s fingers thrusting deep into Yuna’s cunt get louder, and stray droplets of Yuna’s slick fly off Nayeon’s knuckles. The younger girl in question is breathless, her eyes squeezed shut as the pleasure wracks her body. Nayeon’s hot breath brushes against her ear, whispering pure filth to push her closer and closer.

“That’s right, you’re doing so well Yuna, Oppa’s so happy watching you. Look, look at how hard he’s jerking, look at how hard and wet his cock is…”

“Oppa~!”

“Imagine how good you’d feel with Oppa’s cock fucking this tight cunt of yours.”

“Yes, yes, YES!”

“Mm, go on, think about how big the stretch is, think about how good it’d feel when he empties his balls deep in your cunt.”

“Oh my God, Unnie, Nayeon-unnie, I’m—I’m gonna cum, I’m—!”

Everything seems to move in slow motion—Yuna’s loud cry of pleasure, her back arching, her body shuddering, her knees buckling. You gasp as a huge gush of squirt splashes all over the stage, and your eyes widen in shock as Yuna's gushes keeps on going. She doesn't orgasm in bursts like Nayeon does—with every buck of her hips, the stream only seems to get stronger as she cums in one continuous gush. Yuna thoroughly showers the stage with her cum, almost as if she is urinating. It overflows down over the fake plant boxes below, and that's when the stream tapers off, and Yuna collapses backwards against her Nayeon-unnie, sweaty, exhausted, but blissed out.

"You came so much, baby… such a good girl~."

Nayeon raises her fingers to her eyes, and she admires the glossy sheen of Yuna's slick and squirt covering her fingers and her palm. Her eyes glint in satisfaction, and she licks the stray droplets of cum that run down her arm, all while she stares deep into your eyes. Her next action is to wave her fingers in front of Yuna's lips.

"Have a taste, baby."

Yuna obliges, her lips wrapping around Nayeon's digits.

"Good girl."

The praise draws something out of Yuna, something more submissive, more eager. You watch as her eyes soften, and she becomes more pliant, more obedient. She sucks on her Nayeon-unnie's fingers, her hand holding her unnie's at the wrist to steady it as she licks it clean of her cum, all while Nayeon praises her with every swipe of her tongue. Yuna seems to beam under the praise, and you watch breathlessly as you take note of this new information.

"Did I do good, Nayeon-unnie?"

"I think you did a very good job, baby. How about you, Oppa?"

You rise to your feet and smirk.

"I think you've been a very good girl, Yuna."

The younger girl beams tiredly, the blush evident across her face. She squeezes her legs together unknowingly, a fact that doesn't escape Nayeon's and your notice.

"Do you want a break, baby?"

"Yes, please, unnie."

"Mm…

“Take your break, Yuna. Sit right here so you can get a good view of how Daddy fucks me.”

Your cock is desperately aching for action at this point, and you hastily respond to Nayeon’s words. You take off your pants before hopping onto stage and moving towards her. She kisses you harshly and pulls you closer into her. Both your hands work instinctively on undressing each other. You push the blouse off her shoulders while she works on the button on her jeans. You break the kiss momentarily to remove your shirt and her crop top, before immediately diving back into her mouth. You feel up each other’s body, your hands choosing to fondle her tits while she focuses on your abs. Heat builds up between both of you, and the kiss intensifies until she cannot take it anymore.

When Nayeon pulls away from you, you begin to plant a trail of kisses down her neck, shoulders and chest until you reach her waist. With the button undone already, you simply pull it down her legs. Nayeon is just left standing on stage in her ruined panties. A touch on her inner thighs is enough to make her shiver. You then pull down her panties and expose her dripping pussy for you and Yuna to see. The confident Nayeon from moments ago fades away, replaced by a quivering mess in need of you. You move behind her and push her closer towards the younger girl, fingers rubbing across her nether lips a few times before they dive into her pussy. She leans on your chest as her legs lose their strength. Her walls tighten around you and you feel more of her juices staining your fingers. You withdraw your fingers and hold them in front of Nayeon, and she licks it up without hesitation. Yuna looks in awe as the Nayeon she’s familiar with is stripped away, replaced with a Nayeon utterly overwhelmed with lust.

When she’s done cleaning your fingers, she looks over her shoulder to face you, whispering, “Fuck me hard, Daddy. Let’s give our good girl a show.”

You oblige, hurriedly bringing your shaft by her entrance. Slick immediately stains your tip as you make first contact with her pussy, and Nayeon’s body reacts to you immediately. She sinks herself backwards on your shaft and takes in the first few inches of your cock. With her snug flesh already clenching around you, you can’t help but to thrust your hips to insert the rest of your length into her.

The instant you’re hilt deep, three moans ring across the auditorium—yours, Nayeon’s and Yuna’s. Having watched the two girls indulge in sin earlier, it’s about time for you to have your own fun. Familiar with Nayeon’s body, you begin to pound and use her without hesitance. She’s quickly reduced to a mumbling and cursing mess, unable to form coherent words other than “Fuck!” and “Daddy!”.

You briefly look over Nayeon’s shoulder to see the younger girl’s reaction. Yuna’s eyes quiver, yet they remain laser-focused on your cock and Nayeon’s pussy. She’s biting down on her finger, saliva beginning to pool and seep out the corner of her mouth. Her other hand gently works between her legs, seeking out the pleasure she was bestowed by her unnie earlier.

You’re glad she’s enjoying the show, but what about the main actress?

Leaning over to her shoulder, you sigh, “You naughty slut. You want to be watched getting fucked so bad that you brought someone, mm?"

“Yes, Daddy, yes, I did—mmgh!”

Nayeon's admission amidst loud moans of pleasure has you fucking her harder.

"Fuck, yes, fuck, Daddy, you—hngh~!—feel so good inside me!"

While Nayeon takes your cock, you're more than aware of the younger girl paying her full attention to the erotic scene in front of her. An idea pops into your head, and you pause for a split second, to Nayeon’s disappointment, and wrap a hand underneath her thighs. Lifting it up, you give Yuna a clearer view of your cock spearing Nayeon’s pussy.

“Unnie, y-you’re so wet.” Yuna's voice is raspy with lust, and you field a glance at the Princess. She has her bottom lip between her teeth, a hand dangerously close to the dripping slit between her legs. You know it's only a matter of time before she breaks.

“Your cute little protege has her eyes glued on you, on your body, on your perfect pussy taking my cock. You like that, hmm?”

A deep moan is all that comes out of her mouth. She’s incapable of thinking, unable to process your words, fully concentrated on you and your cock and how good you’re making her feel. The thought of being watched whilst getting fucked hard all the times you teasingly whispered the possibilities of someone stumbling upon the dirty side of her have always been a turn on. Now, she has made her fantasy become reality—her featured guest sits by the side, having had her own fun, Yuna watches her, stares at her getting pounded hard, and Nayeon gets off from it, more than ever.

However, Nayeon isn’t the only one enjoying this precarious situation. You’re sure many would kill to be in your position—not only are you a part of Nayeon's closest circle, you're regularly fucking her as and when she wants it. You're even more aware of this now—Nayeon has introduced Yuna to the mix for today, and with her widely reputed to be Nayeon's "successor, she's not unpopular herself. Yet, here you are, with both of them naked, fucking one of them while the other watches. You love it when Nayeon is reduced into this crumbling mess, far from her prim and proper self. This side of her is yours to admire and enjoy, and enjoy it you definitely will.

You have the perfect view—Nayeon’s body rocks back and forth as you relentlessly pound her, cheeks flushed while she drowns in ecstasy, and from the corner of your eyes, you catch Yuna with her legs spread wide open, fingers driving in and out of herself. You’re immensely turned on, your balls aching and about to explode at any moment, but not yet, your job’s still not done.

Yuna has her eyes glued to your bodies the whole time, mouth gaped open in awe at how rough you’re being with Nayeon and how well she’s taking it. Heart beating in anticipation, she can’t help but to wonder how good it will be when it’s her turn to be fucked like that. Nayeon did promise her it’ll be mind blowing and she’s now getting a live preview. She subconsciously starts to thumb her clit as well for more pleasure, her gasps growing in volume. “Fuck unnie…”

You lean over and whisper into Nayeon’s ear. “Open your eyes, baby girl. Look at your precious junior.” She barely registers your words and struggles to do so with the immense rush of pleasure in her head. Through half lidded eyes, she sees what you see—Shin Yuna deeply engrossed in the show you’re putting out, her face red, fingers and thighs thoroughly stained with her slick.

“Look at her. She’s so wet and it’s all thanks to you.”

“M-Me?”

“Yes, you. Such a pretty slut taking cock so nicely. Maybe you should have invited more people to join. Maybe you should've called the entire school to gather here to watch you take this fucking cock like the slut you are.”

The thought of the auditorium filled to the brim with the school population, thousands of eyes watching her true self has Nayeon moaning louder. Maybe that’s what she wants all along. Such wild thoughts continue to fill her head, more ideas of how to push her fantasy further.

“Cum for me, Nayeon-ah. Let Yuna see how beautiful you can be when you cum.”

Nayeon doesn't last longer than your sentence. With a scream, her legs buckle under the pressure and you hold her up by her hips as you keep thrusting into her orgasming pussy. Bursts of squirt shoot out and make a mess of your bodies and the stage. You persist with your fucking and maintain your thrusts into the tight, sensitive pussy, eliciting moan after moan from Nayeon. The auditorium echoes with her cries—any passerby could easily hear them, check it out and catch the three of you in this illicit act, but that’s the least of your concerns at the moment.

A few more pumps into Nayeon later, you tumble out of control and your orgasm hits you. You cum inside her, mindlessly thrusting and burying your load deeper into her pussy until you’re properly drained. Shot after shot of thick cum fills Nayeon's tight pussy, and you pull her close and tight, softly cursing at the pleasure you enjoy right into her ear.

When everything subsides, you hear Nayeon's soft "Thank you, Daddy", and you give her a soft peck on the cheek before pulling out of her. Thick white drops of semen drip out of Nayeon's pussy onto the floor, and Yuna gasps at the sight. Both of you turn to look at the younger girl, and you're both so turned on at the sight that greets your eyes: the Princess of Seoul U is a mess. Yuna is pent-up—she clearly hadn't orgasmed, probably saving herself for the inevitable fucking she knew she'd get. Her eyes burn with lust, chest heaving with every deep breath she takes, nipples taut with arousal. The blush on her face hasn't left, and a puddle of her juices pools between her legs. When she pulls out her fingers from within her, slick drips from her digits onto the stage.

"Oppa, Unnie… that was so hot…"

Both you and Nayeon admire the sight in front of you for a second more. You're still fully hard, already wanting to fuck Yuna for the first time. However, Nayeon has different plans.

"Come here, Yuna-ya~"

The younger girl almost lunges for her senior, the desperate look in her eyes akin to that of a feral puppy compared to the bunny she commonly is likened to. She crashes her lips against her senior's, and you swear your cock gets harder watching both women make out with each other. Yuna can't resist kneading Nayeon's breasts, and Nayeon has a palmful of Yuna's plump ass, her fingers kneading the soft flesh. The lustful moans from both girls echo around the empty auditorium, and you can't help but stroke your slick cock in anticipation of what happens next.

"Mm, Yuna, baby, you kiss so well."

The younger girl only blushes at the praise. She looks down at Nayeon's body shyly, a bright smile across her features.

"I have a little something for you to taste, baby girl~." Nayeon runs two fingers over her pussy, her voice shaking as the pleasure of her own touch creeps into her system. When she retrieves her digits, they're coated in a thick sheen of your semen, and with a push of Yuna's shoulders, the younger girl kneels almost immediately. She looks up, eyes wide in desire, lust, anticipation, and Nayeon gently lowers her cum-soaked fingers to Yuna's mouth. The younger bunny immediately takes them into her mouth, her tongue thoroughly cleaning her unnie's fingers of the mixture of her juices and yours. When the taste hits her, you watch as her eyes roll back and she moans, almost as if your cum was a delicacy.

"If you want more of Oppa's cum, baby, come eat it out of unnie's pussy."

You're more than happy to put aside your desire to fuck Yuna—the sight of her eating your cum out of Nayeon's cunt is a worthy substitute. The blonde girl looks up at her unnie as her lips get closer and closer to Nayeon's cunt, and Nayeon smiles down at her junior, stroking her hair ever so gently. When Yuna's tongue first touches Nayeon's pussy, the older girl lets out a sultry moan, her hands gripping Yuna's head and pushing her crotch against the younger girl's face. The younger bunny sticks her tongue out and begins to lick along her unnie's slit, and she herself moans when your excess cum drips all over her tongue. It is at that moment where she wraps her lips around her unnie's pussy, and Nayeon throws her head back, enjoying the pleasure of her junior eating her out. Yuna fervently eats your cum out of Nayeon's cunt—when she pulls herself back to catch her breath, your semen and Nayeon's juices stain her lips and chin.

"Oppa's cum tastes so nice, unnie." Yuna's tongue glides across her lips to collect the mixed fluids across her face, and you bite your bottom lip when she gives you a lustful stare, her eyes lingering especially on your hard cock. She even leans over to lick the precum off your tip, and you curse when she gives you a few strokes along the length with every swipe of her tongue.

"It does, doesn't it?" Nayeon strokes her junior's head, and when Yuna looks up at the both of you again, Nayeon gives her next instructions. "You'll get to taste it again later, baby. Oppa's been waiting so long for that pussy, your tight virgin pussy, and I don't think you should make him wait much longer~."

When Yuna rises from the floor, her eyes meet yours in a blazing gaze of lust. She bites down on her lip, her eyes travelling to your hard, twitching cock and back up, the desperation behind her eyes only further adding to your desire for her. You watch in burning anticipation as the lithe girl in front of you turns around. Your eyes follow her hourglass figure, from the soft curves of her neck to the sharp juts of her shoulders, down her thin waist. You drool at the sight of her hips swaying as she takes steps towards the podium, at the sight of her long legs, and best of all, at her supple ass as she bends over when she reaches her destination. Your eyes immediately lock onto her pussy, drenched and dripping, her thighs glistening with arousal, the floor beneath her wet as well. The killing blow Yuna delivers is through her next few actions—she turns back to you, her puppy eyes pleading with you to finally fuck her, and she spreads her pussy open with her right middle and ring fingers. Fresh slick drips and runs down her skin, along her hand.

"Oppa, I'm ready for my fucking."

Yuna doesn't expect how quick you can be.

In two steps, you cover the distance between you and her. You grab your cock and aim it right for Yuna's spread hole, and the younger girl squeals in surprise when your pussy breaches the opening of her cunt. Before she can even speak, your hands grip her hips tight, and you send one hard thrust right into her cunt as you pull her right onto your cock, your pelvis slapping right against her ass.

"OpPAAAA~!"

Yuna cries out when your thick cock stretches her virgin pussy out with your one stroke. You waste no moment—you're already pulling out until your tip is left in her before thrusting back in. As you begin to fuck the younger girl, you forcefully grab her by her face to watch her reaction, and you begin to pound her harder when you see her eyes roll back in pleasure, unintelligible moans echoing around the auditorium with each stroke.

Yuna's pussy is tight, so damn tight, tighter than Nayeon's. Her walls quiver around your cock, the first she's ever taken, and they squeeze you so perfectly you swear you're in heaven. A rush of slick runs along your cock—did she just have a mini-orgasm or something, you wonder—and her body shakes as she attempts to take deep breaths. You knock the air out of her with every thrust you send into her, each stroke ending with you hilted deep in her, just like how you'd fucked Nayeon earlier. Yuna takes it all—she wants it, needs it just as much as you do.

"Oppa, Oppa, Oppa!!!!" Yuna can't stop repeating the word like a mantra—she can't seem to remember anything else.

Next to both you and Yuna, Nayeon has her fingers in her pussy again, fucking herself at the sight of you railing Yuna. Your semen drips from her fingers as she plunges then into her cunt over and over, her free hand kneading her own breasts for pleasure. She moans just as unrestrainedly as Yuna does, and Nayeon swears you almost seem to rail Yuna harder knowing she's watching. As your cock appears and disappears into Yuna's tight body, Nayeon fixes her eyes on how Yuna looks—like a proper slut. Her junior's eyes are rolled back, jaw slack, tongue sticking out of her mouth. The ahegao fixed upon Yuna's face draws Nayeon towards her, and the older girl steps up to pull her close. You shift Yuna back to create space for Nayeon, and you watch as the older girl pulls Yuna into a torrid kiss. The hot sounds of both women kissing mixed with their moans leads you to groan as well, and you fuck Yuna harder to satiate your lust. Nayeon holds Yuna's head close to her chest with one hand, and you watch as the older girl reaches between her legs to masturbate again.

"Unnie, uhn—!" Yuna's eyes are glazed over from pleasure, her speech broken up by moans and loud claps of your flesh against hers. The girl can't seem to hold steady—she almost falls over a few times as her hips buck on every brush of your cock against her G-spot. "Oppa fucks me so well, Oppa's fucking my pussy so good!"

"That's right, he is, because you're such a good girl. Good, pretty girls like you deserve poundings like that." Nayeon bites her lip at the pleasure she brings herself. "In fact, a good girl like you should suck on Unnie's tits."

Almost instantly, Yuna has her lips on one of Nayeon's breasts. She is completely pliant to any instruction—the praise is all she craves. Nayeon moans out loud as her junior helps to pleasure her, and you hear another set of wet thrusts join with the sounds of your sex with Yuna as Nayeon resumes fucking herself.

"That's right, Yuna, keep sucking Unnie's tits like that, fuck, fuck!"

You can't believe how blessed you are. Just like that, you're balls deep in the Princess of Seoul U and thoroughly pounding her freshly deflowered cunt, fucking it hard and using it like you've used Nayeon's so many times before. Both girls are similarly wet and messy—your shaft glides against Yuna's walls just like how it would in Nayeon's, and Nayeon's thighs always glisten with slick during sex, just like Yuna's are right now as well. The entire situation right now is obscenely hot—many dream to fuck both Nayeon and Yuna, and here you are living it, with both women desiring your cock so much they're having sex with you together. Yuna's been fucked almost entirely silly, and Nayeon's enjoying it as she fucks herself with Yuna's help.

Nayeon is the first to crack—Yuna's tongue, teeth, and hands are her undoing. The younger girl pinches and tugs at the older girl's nipples, occasionally playing with them between her fingers while her tongue flicks the sensitive nubs, and Nayeon's moans only get louder, whinier, her fingers plunging and thrusting harder, deeper—

"Daddy, I'm going to cum!"

Nayeon barely makes it to the end of her sentence before squirt explodes out of her. You watch in pure lust as the older bunny throws her head back, her guttural moans, the hiss of her squirt gushing from her cunt, and the loud splatters of her cum forming puddles on the floor echoing around the empty auditorium. Jet after jet of girl cum drenches the floor, and you feel Yuna tighten around you when she watches Nayeon orgasm. The younger girl begins to whine seeing her senior's body buck and writhe as she orgasms, her legs unstable, breasts jiggling with every shift of her body.

"Oppa, Unnie, Yuna's gonna—"

Yuna's sentence ends in a scream as her hips buck, and squirt sprays out of her freshly-fucked pussy. Your cock is forcefully ejected from her cunt, and you have to hold the younger girl up as her legs buckle, the pleasure of her orgasm washing over her entire body. Both Nayeon's and Yuna's cum mix on the floor beneath them, the huge puddle of squirt evidence of how much pleasure they drew from this session. You enjoy the sight of both girls orgasming together in each other's embrace, but that doesn't last for long—you have yet to get your release yourself, and Yuna's pussy was the only hole you hadn't filled with your cum. With one hard thrust after lining yourself up, you draw another scream from Yuna as you plunge your hard shaft into her still-orgasming pussy, and you pound her right through it, chasing your own high and prolonging hers.

"Yuna, baby, I'm going to fill you."

"Yes, Oppa, yes~!"

When you begin to thrust hard into Yuna, Nayeon pulls her into a sloppy kiss. Both girls' bodies rock with your thrusts as they engage in a hot, sloppy makeout—tongues swirl, moans escape their kiss, and hands roam across bodies to further pleasure each other. Even as Nayeon's orgasm subsides, Yuna doesn't relent in rubbing her Unnie's clit and playing with her breasts, drawing more pleasure from her body. You feast on the sight in front of you, enjoying the show that your two partners are putting up for you, and you work towards your own sweet release with every thrust. The friction that Yuna's tight, heavenly walls provide pushes you closer and closer, until…

"Fuck, Yuna, fuck!"

Your cock twitches and pulsates before the first burst of semen is fired deep into Yuna's cunt. Yuna moans at the feeling of you firing shot after shot of semen into her at the tail end of her orgasm, and you squeeze your eyes shut as white-hot pleasure washes over you with each rush of cum that you leave in the younger girl. You never stop thrusting throughout your orgasm, every upstroke fucking your cum deeper and deeper into her.

When you pull out of Yuna, a thick stream of cum leaks from her pussy, down her thighs. Some of it drips to the floor, mixing with the puddle of cum beneath you and her, and you stagger back, your cock softening after the intense sex session you've just had. However, the glint in Nayeon's eye tells you that it isn't over—you're not done for the day yet.

"Yuna, baby, now that we both have your Oppa's cum in our pussies…" Nayeon begins, pulling Yuna against her, their sweaty bodies flushed together. "...we should thank Oppa, mm?"

You're just as confused as Yuna is, but you're also willing to play along. Nayeon leads Yuna to a dry spot on stage, and she directs you to step back. Nayeon leans to whisper a few words into Yuna's ear, and you know you're in for a world of trouble when Yuna's face turns red, and she bites her lip in arousal, her eyes locked onto you, lust burning once more. When both girls begin to lower themselves to the floor, Nayeon leaves you with her new instructions.

"Enjoy the show, Daddy~"

When each girl crosses a leg over the other's, and both of them shift closer to each other, it clicks. Your cock begins to stir once more as you watch Nayeon and Yuna meet each other in the middle, moaning out loud as they grind their pussies together.

"Oppa, look at us, Oppa!"

Yuna's desperate call for your attention has your cock twitching as it hardens to its full length. The younger girl has a wanton look of lust all over her features, and Nayeon's expressions mirror Yuna's as well. You watch as both women's pussies get messier—they "share" your creampies in them through sex, their skin coated in a mixture of their slick and your semen. Yuna is the more eager one—she actively grinds down on Nayeon's pussy as if this would be the last time she'd be having sex, and Nayeon reciprocates with the same effort, pleasuring herself and her junior well as they put on a show for you. You can't resist stroking your cock anymore with the live sex show right in front of you.

"Fuck, Daddy, it feels so good, I feel so good~!" Nayeon's loud moans for you have you jerking harder. "Look at us sharing your cum, look at us having sex!"

With how sensitive both women are—Nayeon having orgasmed a short while earlier, and Yuna only finishing recently, it doesn't take too long before they're both close, desperately grinding against each other as they chase their highs together.

"Unnie, unnie, I'm going to cum soon, unnie!"

"Me too, Yuna-ya, let's cum for Daddy, let's cum for him to watch!"

You feast your eyes on how the Queen and Princess bring each other to orgasm—Yuna and Nayeon both grind down on each other hard, and Yuna is the first to scream before a huge gush of squirt sprays from her pussy, showering both herself and Nayeon in her cum. Nayeon takes a short while longer—she rubs her clit with her hands before her hips buck, and her own spray of squirt jets out to cover Yuna. Both girls drench each other's bodies with their cum, and you watch while pinching the tip of your shaft, unwilling to cum just yet. A short jet of white spurts from your cock as you watch, your semen dripping to the floor as you enjoy the deliciously wanton sight in front of you. You're almost delirious with pleasure, partially physical, partially from the almost unreal situation you're in. You enjoy the sight of both Nayeon and Yuna making messes of each other as well as the stage, their cum pooling into a massive puddle beneath them.

When both girls finally come down from their highs, they move themselves towards you.

"Oppa, it's time for you to cum too."

Nayeon wastes no time in taking your shaft into her mouth, her hand reaching to jerk you off. Yuna's lips and tongue reach for your balls, and you rest a hand on both of their heads as they please you together as a team. Both women share your cock as if it were a delicacy—when Nayeon would release you from her warm, slick mouth, Yuna would take over with a gentle suction and her tongue gliding under your cock, leaving you twitching. It doesn't take long for the familiar feeling to bubble back up.

"Fuck, Nayeon, Yuna, I'm close."

Both girls immediately focus their efforts right at your tip. Their tongues glide up and down on your cock before they make out with each other at the head of your cock, pushing you closer and closer.

"Cum over our faces, Daddy. You've earned it for fucking us so well."

With a loud groan, a thick burst of cum erupts from your cock, and Yuna immediately aims your cock right at herself. You watch in ecstasy as your hot load paints Yuna's pretty features, a smile wide on her face as your hot white semen lands on her face and breasts. Immediately, Nayeon pulls your cock over to her, and it's her turn to receive bursts of your cum all over her pretty face and body. You swear you're cumming forever—burst after burst of semen showers over Nayeon and Yuna, and when you inevitably come down from your high, you're greeted with the hottest sight of the night—the Queen and Princess of Seoul U, covered in a mixture of semen and squirt, servicing you and cleaning your cock with their mouths after rounds of hot sex where you'd filled their pussies full of your hot cum.

There's nowhere else you'd rather be at this very moment.

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cowboyfromh3ll · 6 months

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you said to do headcannons right?

can you do sex headcannons for the members of the gang? Only ones you're comfortable with obv. Personally, I don't care much for Micah (I want to set him on fire) so feel free to leave him out if you don't feel like writing for him

But the usual Dutch, John, Javier, Arthur, Charles, and anybody else you feel like are just perfect. I love your writing, so I'm excited to see your take on these

Sex HC Ft. Van Der Linde Gang

(Dutch Van Der Linde, John Marston, Javier Escuella, Arthur Morgan, Charles Smith, Lenny Summers, Kieran Duffy, Micah Bell, Sean Macguire, Sadie Adler)

I should write for the girls more

Warnings: Smut, duh

Dutch Van Der Linde

He probably loves roleplaying

Pretending he's the outlaw and you're the officer punishing him

But most times he loves being in control of you, thinks it's so attractive when you submit completely to him and become his pliable little servant

Likes it when you wear expensive jewelry and gifts he buys you with nothing else on

Definitely wants you to call him Sir

Says the most poetic and flowery things to you during

Probably enjoys receiving but LOVES giving head. Views it as another way to take control

Quickies with him are non existent. To him, sex and intimacy are an art, and he will take his time with every little detail and aspect of it

Enjoys playful brattiness, definitely a brat tamer

I can see him being into BDSM. Ball gags, leather crops, leashes, blindfolds, etc

John Marston

Super messy, super rough, super desperate

Pussy eating pro. I'm talking mind blowing, back arching, toe curling, sheet gripping head. ALWAYS asks if he can go down on you

Acts like every time you two have sex will be the last

On the contrary though, I feel like he'd be into edging

Also doesn't mind letting you be dominant, he has such submissive energy

Mayhaps a mommy kink, because I can also see him calling you mommy

Would let you tie him up, totally at your mercy

He loses any semblance of shame, will beg, cry, whimper, you name it

Could consent to just about anything, if you tell him to bark he'll bark

Gets carried away when during sex sometimes, just gets absolutely drunk from pleasure

Javier Escuella

Incredibly romantic and passionate

He can fuck, but he can also make love

So much sexual stamina, and makes every time you have sex absolutely unforgettable

Loves to make sure you are as comfortable as possible and feel as though you have enough privacy. Even if it means paying for a hotel, he'll do anything to ensure your comfort

But if you wanna have risky public sex he's more than willing to as well lmao

Holds you and whispers how much he loves you while he thrusts slowly

But if y'all are fucking he'll say the filthiest shit he can conjur up in his mind while thrusting as hard and fast as he can

Slaps and grips anything he can hold onto

Overwhelms all of your senses and stimulates you in multiple ways at once

Loves cumming inside you but if not inside then on your torso or face

Arthur Morgan

Loves putting his whole weight on you when y'all fuck

Just simply pinning you down with the size of him drives him crazy

Is such a gentleman even during sex. Always stops and asks how you are and if you like how he's doing

Insists you don't have to go down on him but secretly loves it when you do

His favorite positions are ones where you're totally helpless like mating presses or locking your arms behind you

Whenever he fucks you from behind he wraps his massive arm around your neck. Idly squeezes down on your neck

Enjoys sex totally naked, makes it feel more intimate exposing yourselves fully to each other

But he loves it if you wear cute outfits for him just so he can take it off you

But he absolutely loves quickies. Complains they're too risky but every time you suggest one he's unbuckling his belt before you can finish your sentence

Definitely does the knee thing

Charles Smith

He is a pure giver. You will always cum at least 3 times or else he won't feel like he did a thorough job.

Will ignore his own aching cock as long as he can see you squirm in ecstasy

Your pleasure is his pleasure

Doesn't care if he doesn't get to cum tbh

Definitely aware of his size and uses it to his advantage if you're into that

Cages you in his arms, holds you down, puts you in choke holds, etc

I feel like he'd be pretty vanilla and you'd be the one to bring kinks to the table if anything. Will honestly do most anything you want if it brings you pleasure

Soft but firm touches, like every touch is done with intent and thought

Type to make out with you for hours without any actual stimulation and be content. Will see you off with the bluest balls.

Lenny Summers

He's still pretty young so I believe his experience would be limited

You two are probably eachother's first everythings, atleast you're his

Probably cums real fast but makes up for it with enthusiam

Will try out so many things with you, the two of you will both bring ideas to the table

Tries to start things off slow but his excitement gets the best of him

SO MUCH communication and talking during (feedback, jokes, etc...)

Very forward with his needs

Asks for hand/blow jobs a lot to blow off some steam

Very fast learner, and probably very risky

I feel like he'd ask to finger you a lot in risky situations

There's been instances where he just forgets foreplay altogether and just wants to go at it

Kieran Duffy

Submissive as hell

Definitely whimpers

Let's you take the lead 99% of the time

Will cum within five minutes max, and it really takes it out of him

Super sensitive literally everything. Touch him anywhere and he's blushing and squirming

Loves it if you wrap your thighs around his head

That being said, enjoys face sitting

Feels reassured when you tell him what to do and help him in the process

Hands roam all over you, it's like he can't fathom that you're a real being that's actually doing this with him

Eyes roll back and his face goes red when he cums. He's super embarassed about it

Micah Bell

SO rough. Drags you into position and commands you to do certain things

Likes slapping, hair pulling, spitting, I feel like he'd even be into piss. All of the above would go both ways for him.

Hate sex with him goes crazy ong. And after arguments? Just fucking all your anger away

Into degrading for sure

Sex is definitely the best emotional release for the both of you without actually hurting eachother

He's into marks. That entails scratches, bites, bruises

Make him bleed, literally beat the shit out of him during sex and he'll let it slide

Sex is a constant battle for dominance

Probably makes you do embarassing things for him like bark

Also puts you in obscene and embarassing positions just for his own pleasure

If anyone ever heard y'all have sex they'd think it sounds more like an argument and a fist fight than love making

Sean Macguire

The goofiest man during sex, not even intentionally either. He'll say the stupidest thing you've ever heard with his whole chest and you'll have to ask if he's serious

"You ready for the Macguire special?"

Loud ass moans, cannot contain them. If you're into public sex you better either prepare to be caught or mentally prepare yourself for the influx of scoldings/questions that'll come later

LOVES playful brattiness or when you want to take control. He's all for it

Has fantasies of being woken up with head

Will do the same for you in return if that's what it takes to enact his fantasies

Also into roleplay but way cornier shit like you're a nurse and he's a patient. Indulges in costumes as well

Drunk sex is the best because it's combining two of his favorite things

Sadie Adler

Also definitely does the knee thing...

Genuinely one of the sweetest and more passionate lovers, and it will translate during sex

Super gentle and passionate

Lot's of "I love you"s exchanged

Never any space between you, your limbs constantly intertwined as you kiss and move against eachother

Either of you can take the role as dom, it doesn't matter to her

Smiles the whole time out of pure adoration for you

Can be super sultry and kinky when the time calls for it though

Not opposed to being a little rougher but I can't see her going too far with that

Thinks you're far too delicate and special to be treated in such a way

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sunraies · 1 year

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If your taking requests could you write buzzcut Rafe cameron x reader

Rafe being wiped for reader + reader being his passenger princess

No one is allowed to drive or sit in the front except her. If his going to a party with his friends they need to sit in the back because the front seat is her's

And if he is ever looking for a new car she needs to go with him so she can pick the one she likes couse it's "there" car and his girl needs to love it otherwise it's returned before you can blink

-🍷🍷

I absolutely love this idea! I hope I haven't completely butchered it x

Passenger Princess

Rafe Cameron x Reader

Warnings - Fluff, small moment of pain.

As requested above

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Ever since your first date, Rafe didn't let anyone in the front seat. He would happily feel like chauffeur if it meant that the front passager seat was always yours.

"In the back, man," Rafe told Topper as he opened the passenger door.

"Wh. What?" Topper frowned, looking into the car and finding Kelce already sat in the back, who shook his head.

"Get in the back." Rafe looked at him like he was stupid.

"You can't be serious. It's just us three"

"It's my girl's seat"

"She's not even here," Topper protested and looked to Kelce for help.

"I tried, my dude. Just go with the crazy, " Kelce shrugged.

"She will be later, and I don't want you musty ass on it." Rafe was deathly serious as Topper stared at him, like he'd grown two heads. "Get in the back or find another way,"

Rafe had offered them a lift to the main land as he was going to pick you up from a night out.

"Jesus, girl got you pussy whipped" Topper grumbled as he climbed into the back.

"How's that whiplash from Sarah feeling?" Rafe immediately shot back with a smirk as he glanced back in the rear view mirror.

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The front seat of his car was truly yours. The glove box held your favourite hand cream and lip gloss, along with a few snacks. Which you happily munched on after Rafe picked you and Sarah up from the club.

You had been on the main land, celebrating a friends birthday. You had texted him that you were done way before the night was planned to be over. The crowded club, the music, and the lights all too much without him there. Even when Rafe arrived with Topper and Kelce, you just wanted to go home and what his girl wanted, she got.

"You good, baby?" He asked, glancing over at you as you had made yourself comfortable.

You nodded as you sat curled up his jacket while his hand rested in your thigh, his thumb gently stroking your exposed skin.

As Sarah slept in the back, you gently ran your nails on the up the back of his neck, lovely that his buzzcut gave you better access to his scalp. Your nails made him hum and smile.

"Thank you for getting us, handsome," you said softly and kissed his cheek as you leaned over the centre console.

"Of course, I would come get you, baby." He took your hand and kissed your knuckles as he watched the road.

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"Rafe, why are we at a car showroom?" You asked, as you sipped on an ice latte he brought you on the way.

He just smiled at you as he pulled into the parking lot. Every expensive make of car you could think of was there, all brand new and ready for Rafe to buy.

"Honestly, baby. Why are we here?" You asked, getting out of the car as he held the door open for you.

You felt very undressed in your crop top and shorts, while Rafe looked perfectly in place with his checkered shirt, chinos, and designer shades over his eyes.

"We are getting a new car, baby girl." He smirked and wrapped an arm over your shoulders as he walked you towards the showroom doors.

"Good afternoon, Mr Cameron. It's a pleasure to see you again. How may I help you?" A middle-aged man, in a perfectly ironed suit and tie, greeted Rafe.

"Help my girl with whatever she wants." Rafe politely shook his hand before resting his hand on your lower back.

The salesman was a little taken aback but quickly recovered and nodded before happily showing you to any car you liked the look of.

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You loved Rafe's new car. It had all sorts of amazing controls that you happily played with every time you were in the car.

You loved the led lights on the floor and the way the speakers sounded. The heated seats and air vents were set just right for your comfort. It was so perfect that for the first week, you asked Rafe to go for a drive almost every day.

On a very hot day, you found a fault with it, but you didn't want to tell Rafe. You desperately tried not to wince every time you moved.

"What's wrong, baby?" Rafe asked, noticing how tense you were. You hadn't moved to play with the studio or grab your drink for a little while.

"Nothing." You smiled at him and played with his hand that had been in its normal place on your thigh.

Rafe looked you up and down before humming. Once it was safe to pull over, he did, turning off the engine and facing you.

"Something is wrong. What is it?" His tone was gentle but demanding.

You sighed, looking down at his hands. "You know. You know, I absolutely love this car, right?"

He nodded and gave you an encouraging look to continue, "But? I feel like there's a but there"

"But." You sighed. "The leather seats aren't the most comfortable with shorts on"

Most comfortable was an understatement, with the leather having been in the sun and you in shorts. It felt like the back of your thighs were on fire.

Rafe frowned before getting out and coming around to your door "Get up, baby"

You shook your head, scared you would leave a layer of skin behind.

"Babygirl, I can't fix the problem if you don't get up," He said softly.

Moving off the seat was just as painful as you imagined. You winced in pain as you took Rafe's hand before looking to see the damage. Surprisingly, the seat was clear of skin, but damn, did you thighs burn.

"Jesus, baby," Rafe squatted down and gently touched your sore skin.

When you whimpered, he placed a gentle kiss on both before standing up. "Stay there"

He quickly opened the boot and grabbed the hoodie he always kept in the car for you. He placed it on the seat, making sure every bit of leather was covered before letting you back in the car.

Your plans for that afternoon changed there and then. Rafe drove right back to the showroom and demanded fabric seats in any pattern and colour of your choosing.

#rafe cameron #outer banks rafe #rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron x reader #outerbanks #rafe cameron fluff #rafe cameron fanfiction #rafe x reader #outerbanks fic #rafe cameron fic #rafe request

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attractedtopeoples · 4 months

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HI POOKIR hope you are okay so I was thinking

Johnnie x f reader like UH overstim with edge on readers side ? And like reader maybe has a very pink style (coquette/hello kitty typa) and if you could do smth like after aftercare he does a stream and like reader kinda left some lipstick on his neck or hickeys IDK of you don’t wanna that’s okay! Have a good day

A/N: HIII LOVE, thank you I am doing better, and happy new year! I hope this is okay, especially sorry if i didn't mention the fashion as much- i'm not very good at incorporating those smaller details. despite that i absolutely loved this prompt, and i had sat there fangirling over the thought of this scenario for a hot minute but here we go, and as always constructive criticism is welcome.

Johnnie Guilbert

Tags/Warnings: mdni, minors do not interact, don't like don't read, smutty, explicit, f!reader, there is one creepy ass guy at the start, overstimulation, aftercare & slight fluff, marking kink from reader if you squint, tease reader/snarky reader, yh i think that's all, tell me if you think there should be more, NOT BETA-READ.

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The both of you had been at the grocery store, getting a few things for the apartment and stuff you needed for future videos. However, at one point Johnnie had left to grab some cookies he'd seen earlier, and some random guy had come up behind you, attempting to corner you into the shelf, one hand on your pressed on your lower back under the crop top you'd worn.

The sudden contact was obviously not appreciated, and you pushed him back as you stepped away quickly, avoiding his hand when he reached out again.

"Sorry Sweetheart, just admiring the view," the random guy said, as if it provided any valid explanation. You could feel his eyes tracing over you, and felt rather disgusted as his eyes stayed trained on your mini-skirt for a few seconds longer than you were comfortable with.

"Who's this?" a voice spoke behind you, and you had never been more thankful than when you turned around to find Johnnie standing there glaring at the creep. The guy rolled his eyes at Johnnie, but took a step back regardless, glancing at you once more before walking away, leaving a confused Johnnie with chocolate chip cookies in hand.

"Just a nobody, it's okay" you'd assured him, although it clearly didn't do a great job, his eyes still taking in every detail, trying to find any evidence of pain or discomfort.

"Are you sure?" he'd asked, wrapping a protective arm around your shoulders as he looks back down the aisle with a slight frown.

"Been better, I just wanna go home." you'd admitted with a sigh as you leaned into his embrace.

That lead to where you are now, one hand clutching the pillow behind you and the other tangled in Johnnie's hair as his tongue pushes you towards another climax, your third tonight to be specific, and Johnnie did not seem like he wanted to stop. His hands had taken their place on your inner thighs, keeping your legs from closing around his legs as he overstimulates you.

Your back arched off the bed as you were pushed over the edge once more, and your hand was tugging Johnnie's hair, a futile attempt at pushing him away. However, to your surprise, he pulled away from you with a pleased grin on his face. Sadly, It didn't last very long, as one of his hands moved up your thigh as he began rubbing slow circles around your clit, applying a painful yet pleasurable pressure as you threw your head back once more.

His other hand trailed upwards- towards your hips, and he sat back on his knees, admiring you splayed out in front of him as he continued to toy with your overstimulated body, gently sliding two fingers inside you as you let out a broken moan, throat already sore from the previous rounds.

"Feeling better now darling?" He asks teasingly, curling his fingers inside you as your nails dig into the back of his neck, eyes squeezed shut as you try not to lose your mind from the feelings overwhelming you as his fingers thrust into you at a steady pace.

There were hickeys covering the both of you, but especially yourself, and you couldn't say you were all that upset. There was a trail of them from your jawline, down your collarbone, and scattered down the rest of your body. On your thighs the hickeys and love-bites were joined by slight bruises on your inner thighs form Johnnie's fingers.

On him it was mainly his neck and jawline, alongside a few scattered over his chest before he laid you down, opting to mark you up instead. Although as he leans down, placing his other arm by the side of your head, you had a nice few of them.

Looking into his eyes your shaky arms wrapped around his neck to pull him closer into a kiss, tasting yourself on his lips as he reciprocated eagerly. The hands around his neck tightened as you felt the coil in your stomach tighten, and as he began to speed up you knew you wouldn't last much longer.

You pulled him in for another kiss as you felt yourself fall over the edge again, crashing your lips together in a desperate attempt of muffling the noises you knew would have woken one of your roommates. As the aftershocks wore off Johnnie slowly pulled his fingers out, wiping them on the bedsheets as he brings you closer, hugging you softly as he traces shapes into your skin.

After a while of you two lying there wrapped up in each other, he sighed and pulled back from you and off the bed to grab something from the bathroom. A few moments later he walked back into your room, a washcloth in his hand and you allowed yourself to relax back into the bed as he sat down next to you.

He rubbed soothing circles into your thighs as he cleaned you up, taking care to be extra gentle with you as he carefully wiped down your thighs with the warm towel. You watched him with a soft smile as your eyes drooped slightly. Eventually you felt your eyes close, and in your drowsy state you could feel Johnnie lie down next to you, an arm wrapped around your waist as you fall asleep together.

Blinking your eyes open you could hear the clicking of a keyboard somewhere in the room, and when you pat around for Johnnie you can only feel an empty space next to you in the bed. Rubbing your eyes as you adjust to the lighting you can finally see Johnnie at his desk on the other side of the room, both his camera and mic set up in front of him as he streams, most likely playing some form of game.

With a small sigh you sit up and hold back a groan at the pain in your lower back from last night. The movement caught Johnnie's attention, and you could see him mouth sorry out of the camera frame, although with the way he tilted his neck you could also see the collection of hickeys you'd left scattered on him- and by the way his camera was facing it was rather clear he was trying not to show them.

That fact didn't matter now however, as he'd just completely displayed each and every one to the viewers of his stream, and as you watched the realization flood his features you had to hold back a laugh. He slowly sat back into frame, and you watched his eyes flick over the comment section, and after a few seconds he just let out a resigned sigh.

With a raised eyebrow you kept watching as he pressed a few buttons, and then he started to speak again.

"Alright guys, I think that's a pretty good ending note, I'll see you next time," and with a final click of a button he slumped back into the chair and turned to face you tiredly. Meanwhile you were still trying not to laugh at him, one hand over your mouth as a pointless attempt at hiding your laughter.

"Shut up," he grumbled, but it didn't help much as you flopped back down onto the bed and continued to laugh, smiling when he came over and joined you on the bed, wrapping his arms around you as he tucked his head into the crook of your neck.

#mdni #18+ mdni #anon <3 #johnnie guilbert smut #johnnie guilbert #johnnie guilbert fanfic #fandom: jake and johnnie #i don’t know if there is a fandom name for these two #oh well #i was listening to sad conan gray songs whilst writing this #i dont know why #dividers by cafekitsune #divider by animatedglittergraphics n more

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roronoacherries · 1 year

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nsfw with zoro having really really really wet dreams with y/n please!!

𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 | roronoa zoro

1.497 words

content: nsfw, fem. reader, teasing, edging, brief f. dom ;), degrading names, bratty reader; oh, to ride a sleeping zoro...

note: thank you for the request! i don’t know if this is what you had in mind, but i hope you enjoy reading it as much as i did writing it. sweet dreams ;)

you drove him crazy, walking around the ship, oblivious to the things your skimpy skirts and size-too-small cropped tees did to him.

he could hardly lie comfortably on the deck anymore, the angle providing him with too perfect a view of your body to ignore.

he hated it. he wasn’t a pervert — he was far from that. he knew he shouldn’t stare, shouldn’t steal a look under your skirt when you walked past him, but try as he might to keep his eyes shut and enjoy his nap, he could never quite ignore the distraction.

his only solution was to find a different place to take his naps, unable to bear resting on the deck anymore, instead finding solace in the crow’s nest or some empty room — but even then, you found a way to disturb his rest.

those short skirts, tight shirts, and the gleam of your skin under the sunlight taunted zoro even in his sleep.

the first time you appeared in his dreams — your small frame buried under his, teary, pleading eyes staring up at him as you begged for him — zoro kept his distance, unable to stand the way you consumed his senses, and avoided your eyes for weeks.

still, the thought of you never left his mind; your sweet voice, your delicate smile, soft skin, the warmth you effortlessly radiated… and the image of you whimpering below him, all remained seared in his mind.

his dreams of you became incessant and the swordsman could not say that he saw no pleasure in the thought of you, disheveled as he fucked your sweet little cunt from behind or you sat on his face in nothing but one of those little skirts; the thought of you on your knees with his dick between your breasts, letting him cover your face in his cum; the thought of touching and kissing every inch of your skin…

it was a pleasure that could be worth every ounce of the wave of shame that fell over him when he came to his senses, but he respected you too much to allow himself to indulge in it. you deserved more than to be treated like the object of someone’s desire — and despite his attraction, despite everything he felt for you, you deserved better than to be with someone like him.

thus, zoro stayed away, admiring you from a distance and only permitting himself the pleasure of your company when you came to him.

and though you hid it well, you were as infatuated — perhaps more so — with roronoa zoro as he was with you. you longed to be beside him, to be in his arms and feel the blanket of his warmth against your skin. certain that he didn’t feel the same, you were content with simply reciprocating the care he gave to you. the swordsman was always protecting you, keeping you safe and away from trouble (as away from trouble as a pirate can be, that is). the least you could do was care for him the same way; you treated his wounds, ensured that he never pushed himself too hard when he trained, reminded him to eat, and tried to keep him company when it seemed like he needed it.

while you longed for more — so much more — it was enough for you, to tend to him and be close to him, however briefly; as it was enough for zoro, to be near you and protect you.

“zoro…?” you called for the swordsman, poking your head in the bedroom to let him know it was time for dinner. shutting the door quietly behind you as you stepped into the room, you could still hear the faint sound of laughter coming from the dining hall.

“y/n,” zoro murmured from where he laid, his voice breathy. his eyes stayed closed and the rise and fall of his chest told you the swordsman was still fast asleep. is he sleeptalking?

“fuck,” he whispered, wincing in his sleep. a smile tugged at your lips as you admired the man before you, his parted lips and flushed cheeks, wondering what he might be dreaming of. although, as your eyes moved down his body, tracing his arm to where a hand lay sleepily kneading a prominent bulge, there was no need to wonder. “look so pretty on my lap…”

“is that right?” you teased, the words leaving your lips before you knew they did. your first instinct had been to panic, to leave before zoro came to his senses and saw you there, but the realization that he was dreaming of you — that the faint blush, shaky breaths, and his restless state were all because of you — gave you a foreign sense of confidence.

“...such a pretty whore, riding my cock.”

your breath hitched at the sound of those words, suddenly feeling breathless and hot. “fuck, roronoa.”

you moved your hand to where his rested, not allowing yourself to hesitate as you pressed gently against his boner. zoro hissed in response, your name falling from his lips again.

your eyes glanced back to the door, the ruckus in the dining hall as loud as ever. no one would come to the rooms for a while, you were certain of it. careful not to wake him yet, you straddled the swordsman, holding the bunk above you for support. you were still for a moment as zoro’s hand moved to grip your thigh, a soft groan escaping him, though he didn’t wake. you moved your hands to either side of the bunk before slowly swaying your hips, grinding against zoro’s, moaning softly at the sight of him under you, his brows furrowed as you edged him closer to release. “shit, princess, don’t stop,” zoro groaned, his hips bucking into you.

“fuck-” you whined, unable to contain the loud moan his movements provoked and zoro’s eyes fluttered open at the sound. “y/n - fuck - what are y-” zoro held his breath, stifling a moan.

“princess, huh?” you teased, slowing the movement of your hips slightly as you wallowed in the pleasure.

under you, zoro was a stuttering mess — a state you never dreamed you’d see him in — disoriented from having just woken and being so painfully close to his climax. it didn’t help that you were in full control — something he could never have dreamt up before — and the pace you’d set impeded his nearing release.

“fuck, y/n. move faster.”

“call me princess again,” you smiled down at the swordsman with innocent, pleading eyes, keeping your pace steady.

zoro only glared at you, mouth agape in disbelief (and from his breathless state). “fucking brat-”

you halted your movements, giving the swordsman a pout, and holding back a smile as he winced. “fuck, princess, don’t be a tease.”

you smiled, content, before resuming your movements, though not without pushing zoro’s buttons a little further. “or what?”

zoro didn’t bother giving you a reply, instead his hands moved above your hips suddenly, stilling you before tugging his pants down only enough to release his length from its constraints. he didn’t give you time to admire (or process) his size before pushing your panties to the side and thrusting into you without remorse. despite your best efforts, you couldn’t suppress the moans that escaped your lips and your beautiful sounds only further encouraged zoro’s relentless pace, his hands gripped you tightly, holding you in place, his low grunts meeting your ears as he chased his high.

“fuck, fuck, zoro- come inside me, please,” you pleaded, eyes shut in overwhelming pleasure, burying your head in his chest.

“look at me, princess,” zoro whispered, a smirk on his lips as he lifted your chin, not wanting to miss any nuance in your expression as he stuffed you full. looking into your teary, half-lidded eyes and seeing you sweaty, blushing, and whining for him — he could hardly believe he wasn’t still dreaming. “good girl.”

your walls tightened around him as you felt your own climax approaching, gasping as you felt zoro’s cum leak inside of you, leaving you a whimpering mess, falling apart in his arms.

breathless, you collapsed onto his chest. the warmth of his body enough to lull you to sleep if you let it. you smiled weakly, “how was that, swordsman? did i live up to your dreams?”

“keep teasing and i’ll make sure you can’t walk straight for a week,” zoro said plainly, though wrapping his arm around you.

“is that a threat or a challenge?”

rather than respond, he swiftly turned you over so that he was hovering over you. with your small frame buried under his; your still teary, pleading eyes staring up at him… you uttered a quiet request that made the swordsman’s heart feel tight in his chest. “zoro… kiss me.”

he didn’t hesitate to lean forward, stopping briefly to take you in before kissing you softly.

against your lips, eyes closed in utter bliss, he confessed, “better than any fucking dream.”

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kissesfrombangtanatnight · 1 month

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Thick Thighs: Jey Uso

AN I do not own the image in this imagine.

You're not sure when you picked up this new kink of yours, but it was kind of embarrassing. But you couldn't help it. Everything your husband did was so attractive. From the grill wearing, the daddy shorts, the crop tops, and the exposed thighs were driving you insane and he didn't even know it. You watched as he was in the garage working out for his and the Bloodline's upcoming paper view this weekend. He had on his infamous hoochie daddy shorts and his thighs were exposed as he did some bench presses. You watch with hunger as his thighs flex each time, he brings the weight bar down. His thighs were so thick and tanned that you wanted to ride them badly. You wouldn't admit that to him though, too scared he might find your kink embarrassing. Sure he was into some kinky shit like daddy kink, choking kink, bondage, spitting, you name it, surely he wouldn't find this new kink any different right? Then again he seemed to be in a good mood so maybe he'd be down for it. Hell, your man was nasty as shit.

"You like what you see?" He asks throwing you out of your thoughts. He sits up from the bench wiping sweat from his forehead as he takes a drink of his water. You say nothing as you walk up to your man and straddle his lap. He wraps his beautifully tatted arms around your waist, groping your butt and massaging it gently. One thing about this man, he was going to touch you any chance he got.

"Hey daddy."

"Hey mama. What's up with you?" He asks looking to you with a smile. You know damn well this man ain't have his grill in too? Lord, he was about to kill you!

"Baby, I was thinking about trying something new. It might seem weird, but I think in the end it'll bring you and I both pleasure." You say biting your lip nervously. He raised a brow curiously while wrapping his arms around you tighter.

"What's what?"

"Welllll...I was wanting to try......" You somehow couldn't get the words out. Why was this so hard? You look away ashamed. He grabs your chin to look in square in the eye.

"Tell me."

"I want to try..t-thigh riding." You whisper.

"What was that?"

"Thigh riding."

"I can't hear you."

"Thigh riding Jey." When you don't hear anything, you look up to see your husband smirking at you as your face heats up a little. You hide your face on his chest. "Don't laugh."

"I ain't say nun baby, and I'm definitely not kink shaming, but where'd this come from?"

"I don't know it's just....you have really nice thighs and they're so thick and nice." You whimper as you look down at his beautiful thighs that you were sitting on. You begin massaging his thighs, inching closer and closer to his manhood. You were so damn needy right now and he wasn't making it any better. You desperately wanted your man. You feel him jerk under you at your sudden motion. You look up at your husband through hooded eyes as he stares you down intensely. He reaches his hands under the oversized shirt you were wearing just now noticing you weren't wearing any panties. Your pussy sitting directly on his naked thigh. He inwardly groans, feeling his dick slowly stiffening at the thought.

"Oh yeah?" He asks eyes darkening with lust. He was honestly ready to skip all the foreplay and just get straight to fucking, but he knew you wanted to try this new kink out. "Wanna get yourself off on my thighs baby?" He asks as you begin to slowly rock your naked pussy against his thigh, already dripping wet.

"Mmmm." You moan lying your hands on his chest.

"Words baby, words." He warns.

"Yes Jey mmm." You feel him flex his thighs under you causing you to throw your head back.

"Nah, you want it, you gon have to ride it, like it's my dick. Come on." He says wrapping one hand around your throat and the other on your hip guiding your hips as you begin to ride his thigh. The feel of his smooth skin rubbing against your folds were driving you mad. "Damn." He groans looking down at how soaked you were making his thigh. He grabs your chin and kisses your lips longingly. He flexes his thigh again causing as gasp to leave your lips, giving him access to your mouth. He slips his tongue into your mouth and you begin sucking on his tongue sloppily. His dick was twitching mercilessly and he couldn't wait to be inside you when this was over. He moves his hand from your hip to palm his aching bulge, hoping to ease the pain from being restrained. "Uhhhh fuck bae." He groans feeling overcome with need.

"I need you inside me right the fuck now Jey." You beg as you watch him hurriedly pull down his shorts, dick springing free, slapping gently against his stomach. Your mouth watered at the sight of his beautiful caramel dick, precum leaking from his tip.

"Come here baby, take what you need." He urges as you straddle his waist and sink down his dick a groan leaving both of your mouths simultaneously.

"Fuck me baby, please!" You beg shamelessly as you begin to bounce up and down on his dick. You kept clenching around his dick as he drove himself into you fast and hard, balls slapping against your ass as you bounce on him. Throwing your head back, you take in the feel of his dick hitting your spot relentlessly.

"Fuck, that shit feels so fucking good daddy!" You moan out wrapping your hands in his now damp hair.

"Look at how your pussy grippin this dick baby. Grip game on a hundred, shit!"

"S-Shit ugh, Jey you're so fuh-fucking deep!" You feel him begin to throb inside of you as you rode him faster. "Mmm you gonna cum for me daddy?"

"Hell yeah baby, I'm bout to bust. Shit!"

"Come on baby, give it to me." You encourage as you lift your up to where only his tip is inside you, before sinking back down as you squeeze around him, knowing that drives him crazy.

"Fuck baby, I'm cumin, I'm cumin." Burying his head in the crook of your neck, you feel the all too familiar feeling of his warm fluid filling you up. Heavily breathing your rest your head against his shoulder. "Hey, look at me." You lift your head to look at your husband who was a smirking mess. "Next time, don't be embarrassed to tell me, you never know what I'm in to."

#wwe smut #the bloodline #jey uso x black reader #jey uso smut #jey uso x reader #jey uso imagine #jey uso fanfiction #wwe bloodline #jey uso #jey uso fic #main event jey uso

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crypticf1sh · 6 months

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I told myself I wasn’t gonna post about minecraft smps on tumblr but I can’t help myself, I’m thinking the initial craze around dsmp has died down enough that I can post about it without being judged to harshly lol.

Minecraft smps are one of my top interests so I’d love to post more art about them! (my top favorites are Smplive, dsmp, and newest addition: qmsp)

Here’s my techno design (and some other stuff), not super original by any means, I just wanted to draw a big pig.

Also because some people get confused: like 99% of the time I am drawing/talking about dsmp it’s about the characters not the streamers/actors!

I don’t think I can post dsmp without taking about it a bit. initially I wrote like a whole ass essay on my opinions on the unfortunate circumstances of the dsmp but i threw that away because no one wants to read all that lol here’s my attempt at a tldr for said essay for your viewing (dis)pleasure!

Dsmp was a mess, not just because of the audience but also because of the way certain creators went about interacting with said audience. A majority of the audience was younger kids, and for a lot of them I’m assuming dsmp was kind of a gateway into fandom (and twitch) culture. Because of this there was some weird behaviours and shit that cropped up and unfortunately certain creators chose to encourage these behaviours instead of shutting it down, which really shouldn’t have been happening, especially considering once again, the majority of this audience was younger kids who don’t really know any better. And to top all of this off the dsmp was being streamed live on twitch, where viewers were able to use chat and donation messages to talk directly to these creators, this unfortunately lead to lots of unhealthy relationships forming from these kids thinking the creators were their friends in a way.

So we kind of ended up with the awful combination of a load of kids, stuck in quarantine, watching and directly interacting with these creators, and being encouraged to behave in questionable ways by some of these creators.

In no way at all do I think dsmp is the worst fandom to exist (or even close to it really) I just think there was a lot of unfortunate circumstance and situations that (because of a large audience) ended up being amplified to an even larger audience.

Now I am going to physically walk away from my keyboard because I could genuinely talk for hours about minecraft smps and I need to stfu lmao, if you happened to actually read all this shit here’s a special message for you: hiiii!!!! :3

Also also if you read all this and are interested in talking about it, fukcing comment!! I would unironically love to talk about minecraft smps to anyone at all lmao

#dsmp fanart #dsmp #dream smp #c!tommy #c!techno #c!ranboo #tommyinnit #technoblade #ranboo #tommy fanart #technoblade fanart #ranboo fanart #allium duo

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tiredcreatur3 · 1 year

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third part to the toji being your boyfriend’s father, enjoy.

“t-to.. to-toji.” you whimpered out, so so out of it as you rested your back against the wall, nothing on but a cropped tank top and your shorts that were now hanging by your ankle while the older male ate you out.

you were doing laundry in the laundry room downstairs while megumi was at work and toji just, well, decided to tag along.

he lifted you up on the drying machine with no problem after you pulled your shorts down and oh, nothing could’ve prepared you for this much pleasure.

you still felt shitty for doing this to megumi, for cheating on him with his fucking father of all people and it was definitely always in the back of your mind. you knew you were just as much of a scumbag as toji was now.

he just looked up at you, not stopping as his nose nudged at your clit nicely, having the man suckling on you so so well, your legs resting on his shoulders as you fell apart on his tongue.

you couldn’t even speak, cunt throbbing whenever the male pulled away just for a second before leaning right back in. your pussy was all warm and wet, getting taken care of so so well, turning into a gooey slimy mess whenever the older male got close to it.

you let out soft whines once the male pulled away and stood up, towering above you as he licked his lips and smiled. he had to admit that the view he had no was quite adorable, your legs all spread out, cunt wet and sore, all pink and buzzing for just the slightest touch or lick, your eyes all soft and glossy, wanting so much more, being so so corrupted by him that megumi didn’t even cross your mind.

“what is it? doesn’t feel good when someone teases you like that huh?” he rasped out, noticing how you pawed at his cock pathetically, desperately tugging at the waistband of his sweatpants as you shook your head.

“i-i’m sorry, ‘m s-sorry.. won’t tease a-again.” you whimpered out, trembling with excitement once the male gave in, pulling your hips closer without a problem and slowly sliding his pants down, never wearing underwear around the house so you were met with his cock instantly, the cockhead resting against your soft folds, the older male sighing quietly.

toji’s head fell back slightly as he closed his eyes, slowly rubbing the underside of his cock through your soft wet folds, quiet rumbly hums leaving him as his eyes closed, big palms resting on your thighs, squeezing them every now and then.

you stayed silent, watching in awe for a while before carefully angling your hips with a small whine, the tip of toji’s cock nudging at your little needy hole begging to be filled up.

the older looked down at you, his expression always being hard for you to read, he was a man of actions rather than words as you could already tell from knowing him for some time.

he knew what you wanted. it was simple really, you were nothing but a spoiled little brat to him and he loved seeing you in despair, looking at him with those soft sad eyes of yours whenever something didn’t go your way. and of course also a cock hungry cum dump. but you were way too dumb to realize that he assumed.

after a bit of you whining for his dick, he eventually gave in, putting it in nice and slow just to see your cute little reaction, always so surprised how your pussy swallowed up his cock so easily.

he began to thrust his hips quite fast though, catching you off guard as you gasped softly, tightening around his cock with a little whimper while letting the male push your thighs back.

“i-it feels so good.. f-feels so good.” you babbled dumbly, basically folded in half as the male fucked you, using you just like that because oh, even though you annoyed the fuck out of him most of the time, you could be such a sweet little girl while he fucked your brains out.

toji stared down at you, groaning lowly as his hips rolled into you at a nice steady pace, having you trembling and your pussy making all those squelchy little sounds, your slick coating his cock nicely and wetting his pubic hair.

“i-i’m gonna cum, t-to..” you let out, feeling the orgasm bubbling in your lower tummy, taking a look down which was definitely not a good decision because you were coming seconds later.

“good girl.” he hummed out, slowing down the pace of his hips but not stopping, giving you a little kiss into your hair as you let the older use your pussy all he wanted, shaking, all spent and fucked out.

you almost didn’t hear the front door close shut downstairs, gasping softly as toji covered your mouth with his hand, hiding half of your face behind it as he shushed you, fucking you nice and hard again, not being able to let out a single sound because of the hand and because of how much this turned you on, as wicked as it sounded.

your poor little pussy getting treated like you were nothing but an actual whore but oh, you’ve never felt this much pleasure in your entire fucking life.

“does it feel good? hm?” he let out, looking at you, cooing as he found you so so pathetic but he’d be lying if he said this didn’t turn him on.

you nodded your head, not even a single sound leaving you but it was getting so hard to not cum again and the male knew, feeling how you clamped down on his dick and soon came all over it, slumping against the wall even more when toji cane inside you nice and deep, keeping his cock inside for a second or two before pulling out slowly, humming softly.

“get dressed and finish the laundry.” he let out, pulling his pants on and leaving the small laundry room, leaving you all fucked out, womb filled with his cum as you needed a minute to pick yourself up.

#toji fushiguro smut #toji smut #toji x y/n #toji x you #jjk toji #toji fushiguro

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roadhogsbigbelly · 3 months

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i do think "4chan isn't so bad" comes from people only seeing tumblr post's about being into "femboys" and not like. the mountain of slurs that were cropped out for your viewing pleasure.

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nanaminsmoon · 8 months

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onyankopon x blackfem!reader🫶🏾 (mdni.) + wc:1216

'who can do hair?' had been the caption on the ig story that led to ony’s head buried in the space between your legs. with your thighs on either side of his half-done hair, ony had you spread out on the couch as his tongue sent waves of pleasure throughout your body. you in this very position had been the only thing on his mind since the second you opened the door, wafting the smell of vanilla and cocoa butter in his face, as his eyes busied themselves scanning your form. the only coverage of your body had been short ass shorts, and a cropped camisole—both serving no purpose because your nipples would be visible through the thin fabric, and your cheeks would be greeting him with every sway of your hips as you led him to your living room. having your back turned to him gave ony the perfect opportunity to openly look you up and down, a sly smirk spreading on his face when he’d see your painted toes and golden anklet that matched the necklace at the center of your chest.

it was as if, as soon as he saw the jewellery, ony knew that his lips would be meeting the skin next to it, in delicate and languid kisses. like he had already foreseen the image of his trimmed fingernails forming dips in the fat of your thighs, as he pushed them against your chest—the sound of your skin meeting beating his eardrums. ony didn’t know what the final straw had been; maybe it was the smile you had flashed him as you laughed at one of his jokes, maybe it was his direct view of your chest as you stood in front of him, or maybe it had been the glazed look in your eyes when you realised you couldn’t hide his effect on you anymore.

ony had been trailing his fingertips along the backs of your calves, mahogany orbs zeroed in on your face to measure your reaction. all attempts at putting on a cloak of composure failed to cover you from the neck down because, being sat so close you could feel his breath hitting your skin, ony could see everything. he’d take note of the way your chest rose and fell faster, he’d catch onto the way your hand fumbled with the rattail comb in your grip, as you parted his hair, and there was absolutely no way of hiding your goosebumps when his hand would flatten on you, to wrap around the back of your thigh.

“you good?”, a harsh swallow would travel down your throat as you smiled feebly at him. but ony would just shrug.

“i'm chillin’”, he’d shake his head, “just gettin’ comfy”, he'd say, and you’d nod at him before resuming your task on his head.

in the end, his hands ascending to replace the fabric covering your ass would be the thing to grant ony your attention again. it’d also be the thing to force your hand to substitute the comb for his shoulder as you leaned down to meet your lips. somehow that’d land you in ony’s lap, moving on him, before he got fed up and moved you to the couch. everything from then on was a blurry montage of events; one second you’d be lifting your hips from the leather to help him wiggle your shorts down, then your legs would be forced open by his head obstructing their connection. aimless fingers would then be moving over his twists, as the actions of ony’s mouth produced obscene noises that overrode the sound of the tv show you’d put on. it was no wonder you came on his face so quickly, sighing and cussing to yourself as unfettered moans escaped your lips. and ony would make quick work of cleaning you with his mouth, obviously in a rush to appease the hard length underneath his tech.

one of ony’s hands would hold your legs open, and the other would gather your arousal on his tip before pushing into you very slowly. eager fingertips would be underneath your top, digging into your waist as ony’s tip reached deeper inside you with every thrust. one half of the duo that had been challenging his self-control since you opened the door would momentarily be bare, before it’d be hidden in between ony’s lips. and the other half would have a large hand enclosed around it, as ony’s dick had your back detaching from the couch.

“you're so fucking tight”, his lips spoke around your nipple, ”better not be giving any other niggas this treatment when you do their hair”, he'd say, rutting into you.

“j-just you, i s-swear”, you'd promise, and pride would make ony quickly pull out of you, only to empty your lungs of air when he slammed back into you again. sensations would be hitting you from all angles; the feeling of him driving into you achingly well, his lips decorating your ankle and shin, and the repeated contact of your ass cheeks and his hip bones.

the actual reason why ony was there had been long forgotten by the both of you, so there’d be no hesitation from either party when you’d reach a hand to his head to pull him into you, and messily kiss his lips. ony’s tongue would glide past your lower lip, moaning at the sweet taste of your lipgloss, before it’d enter your mouth and move against yours. the kiss would have both of you moaning into each other’s mouths, with your toes even curling in their place around his waist. but ultimately it’d be ony's hand sneaking down to your clit that would pull your orgasm over you. your walls flexing around him, coercing ony's own release out of him.

“you want my nut in you, ma?”, he'd ask, and you'd nod while whining out an incomprehensible 'yes' into his ears. your lips moving to kiss at his earlobe would be the thing to pause ony’s hips inside of you. and he’d fill you until he felt empty and all he could do was barely hold his body weight up so he wouldn’t crush you as he caught his breath. he’d retreat from the crook of your neck, and pepper honeyed kisses on your palm when your hand would rise to neaten the hairs you’d messed up,

“you know you still gotta pay me, right?”, you'd ask playfully, and ony would laugh at you before kissing your forehead.

“the dick ain't give me a discount?”, he'd ask, and you'd shake your head, ”how ‘bout if we fuck one more time?”, he’d look up to your eyes through his thick eyelashes, as his lips kissed your burning skin and his dick slowly started moving in and out of you again. still sensitive, your lips would start making noise without your permission, and ony would smile at your endearing behaviour,

“fuck—make it two and i'll give you the whole thing for free”,

“bet.”

#nanaminsmooninc #aot x black reader #aot x black y/n #onyankopon x black reader #ony x black y/n #aot onyankopon #ony x black reader

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sanjoongie · 3 months

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𝔻𝕒𝕪 𝕆𝕟𝕖: 𝔻𝕖𝕖𝕡𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘

🥀Pairing: Techie! Wooyoung x Techie! Reader (f)

🥀Genre: Smut, pretty much porn with slight plot

🥀Rating: 18+, Minors Do not Interact

🥀Au: crazy form au, ateez lore au, dystopian au

🥀Trope: co-conspirators to lovers 🤭

🥀Summary: when yunho leaves wooyoung to work on assembling the ship himself, you're left to relieve the stress wooyoung has built up

🥀Kinks: deep throating, boob play, dirty talk, swallowing cum, wooyoung refers to reader as brat

🥀Word Count: 1,205

🥀Betas: @flurrys-creativity

🥀Mini Masterlist 🥀Day Two: Cheating/Creampie

“Ugh!” Wooyoung made a loud noise of frustration, loudly collapsing on the chair behind him, completely starfishing.

You were currently occupied on the couch behind Wooyoung, upside down, playing a handheld game. “Yunho said--”

Wooyoung snapped up, sending a well-calculated glare your way. “Do NOT start with ‘Yunho said’,” Wooyoung mocked your tone of voice, “He’s the one that left me to do this myself.”

Without halting your playing of the game, you scoffed at Wooyoung, jerking your body as you attempted to jump your character. “Yunho didn’t leave you, he did his half and it’s up to you to do the rest. He went for a much needed break.”

“Break my ass,” Wooyoung grumbled.

His eyes skimmed over your body, shirt half open to reveal your ample breasts and your stomach peeking from the crop top and the short shorts. With each jerk of your body, your boobs would bounce and--Wooyoung groaned again but it wasn’t because he was failing at putting together the blueprint to his ship.

“Well, I already did my part too, it’s all on you Woo.”

Your part in the plan had been stealing the encrypted files that Yunho and Wooyoung would have to then assemble to bring their ship back. Yunho had worked diligently, putting together his half of the responsibilities, and when he was done, he had tossed the handheld game to you, to amuse yourself while Wooyoung mumbled and grumbled while he did his part.

“I could use a break too,” Wooyoung said before he could stop himself.

You paused your game, meeting his gaze all the while still upside down. He was biting his lip and he was looking at you in that way. You knew what that gaze meant. You rolled your eyes. “Really? Now?”

Wooyoung took a step closer to you, hands lost in his long sleeves. “I could relieve some stress and then I could work harder.” Wooyoung looked both lost in his lust and hopeful at the same time.

“No one told me this would be a part of my job when I signed up,” You grumbled.

You moved to get up but Wooyoung stopped you. “I want you like that,” Wooyoung insisted.

You laid your game aside and watched as Wooyoung shuffled the last few paces it took for his pelvis to be around the height of your face. His hand cupped your face, thumb running along your lips until you parted them and he pushed his thumb into your begrudgingly willing mouth. He whimpered, watching his thumb move in and out of your lips.

Without further ado, he was unzipping his jeans and pushing them down his thighs. You watched as he played with himself, getting harder and harder, preparing his body for the pleasure that would release all his bent-up frustrations. Wooyoung let out pretty noises as he turned himself on but he wasn’t looking at your face anymore, he was looking directly at your…

You sighed, rolling your eyes again. You yanked down your shirt and bra, freeing your breasts from their confines. “Go on then. Get your jollies.”

With one hand still playing with himself, Wooyoung used his other hand to gently massage your breast. Your skin began to tingle, as you watched Wooyoung with your upside down view. He remained like this for a bit, alternating between your breasts until he was ready to fuck your mouth.

It was odd, taking a cock while your head was upside down. You didn’t get the satisfaction of the weight on your tongue but Wooyoung sure seemed to be enjoying himself.

“Oh fuck,” Wooyoung muttered, thrusting all the way in.

At this angle, his cock had a direct line down your throat. He pulled out immediately and then said, “Gonna let me fuck your throat-pussy, Brat?”

You swallowed at the nickname. You weren’t being a brat, Wooyoung was being lazy. You had done what needed to be--You got distracted from your inward thoughts when Wooyoung tapped the head of his cock against your lips. “Hmmm? Open up for me again, I’ll show you what you get when you lie there like a temptation when I’m trying to work.”

You frowned but opened your mouth anyways, curious as to how this was going to play out. Wooyoung fucked your mouth, fucked your throat really, reaching all the way back to the point where you couldn't breath. The first time took you by surprise, throat desperately working along his length and that made Wooyoung groan. Just as you were going to tap at his thigh, he pulled back but was soon thrusting right back in.

You whimpered as he held himself down your throat for too long. Wooyoung would always pull back, letting you cough and clear your throat but soon he was pushing right back in. The loud, wet noises your throat was making as Wooyoung fucked your mouth was crude at best. Regardless, there was a pool of wetness between your legs, as Wooyoung double-fisted your breasts now, tugging and playing with your nipples. Especially because Wooyoung never shut up.

“That’s right, take my cock, you damn brat,” Wooyoung grumbled, peppering his dirty talk with loud moans. “Throat-pussy so good for me, I feel you swallowing around me. Fuck.”

Your face was a mess, drool escaping the corners of your mouth, and tears streaming up your face from the coughing and borderline choking. How you managed to keep control of your gag reflex was news to you but it all seemed to be working in the orchestra that was Wooyoung fucking your throat.

Wooyoung held his big shirt away from the mess that was his cock and your face. He watched as his cock continued to move between your lips, loving the direct line down your throat. “Ah, shit,” Wooyoung hissed, feeling his balls getting tighter and tighter against his body, “I’m gonna cum. Be a good girl and take it all, hmm? Let me spill all my cum down that tight throat of yours. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, I--”

You squealed as Wooyoung held your head close to his body, fully seated inside of you. You could literally feel his cock twitching as he came and came and came and--When Wooyoung pulled out of your throat--and mouth--spit and cum spilled from your mouth. It had a direct line down your throat but you could only swallow and keep up for so long.

Through blurry eyes, you could see the lovely line of Wooyoung’s neck and jawline, his head completely cast backwards as he had climaxed. His satisfied groan was music to your ears. At least you could get back to your game…

“Fuck!” Wooyoung shouted with much gusto, “That was exactly what I needed.”

“So happy to be of service,” You muttered sarcastically.

You sat up, pushing your boobs back into your bra and adjusted your shirt when Wooyoung grabbed your face, squishing your face together. His eyes were still dark with lust and the action made you squeeze your thighs together. “Continue being a brat and see what happens when I’m done assembling this damn ship.”

“Okay, Wooyoung, don’t threaten me with a good time or anything,” You scoffed.

Wooyoung grinned. “That’s my girl.”

🥀Mini Masterlist 🥀 Day Two: Cheating/Creampie

#joongfryefff24 #kvanity #kwritersworldnet #pirateeznet #cultofdionysusnet #ateez smut #jung wooyoung smut #atz smut #wooyoung smut #jung wooyoung x reader #topaz's work #ღatz

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