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rafeysdoll · 1 month

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rafe picking you up from a night out with your friends after you’ve had a bit too much to drink

ohhhh this is so so rafe coded hehe thank u for requesting i hope u like it <3 there is dad calling!! there is a also slight size difference mentioned here i think? i made reader more tipsy than drunk since it does get a bit heated towards the end lol but rafe still calls it “drunk”

you whimper, rafe walking you outside the bar after you said your goodbyes, practically tripping over your pink platforms. “rafey, slow down!” you cry, the taste of the fruity beverage that got you tipsy still lingering in your mouth.

“want you to carry me,” you hiccup, looking up at him with a faux pout. “my feet hurt.”

“w-well maybe they wouldn’t hurt if.. if you didn’t wear like 10 inch heels,” he exaggerates, still opening his arms for you despite his words. “mm, yeahh but these look so cute!” you giggle, quickly wrapping your arms around his neck and ignoring his ‘annoyance’

“want you to carry me bridal style, daddy. cause.. cause im gonna be your bride one day, right?” you mumble, batting your eyelashes. “gonna give me a baby and.. and a ring and we’ll live.. happily ever after,” you continue softly, heart on your sleeve — so casually talking about your dream.

“course i will doll, in due time.” he promises, slowly lifting you up with no struggle, his handling making your core heat up— one arm underneath your knees and the other on your back. “daddy,” you mewl, heavy shoes dangling. “‘m horny,” you sigh, no shame at how you crave him.

he shakes his head with a small laugh, “you horny baby? what did it for you huh? thinking about the future? being a wife and getting knocked up?”

you whine, nodding. “mhm, you know that’s what i want. wanna be your house wife.. want to have your babies,” you agree, lips formed into a frown. “wanna be full, want you to fuck me.”

“yea, well dad can’t do that right now.. gotta be patient. you’re drunk,” he states in his common, ‘know it all’ tone. “mhm.. mhm.. but i don’t careee, just.. just wanna have sex!” you cry a little louder, rafe’s big hand quickly covering your mouth, glittery lip gloss definitely smeared now.

“shhh, shh. not even in the truck yet and you wanna be talking dirty real loud like that— people.. people can.. hear you, y’know? be quiet.”

a muffled version of “i’m sorry,” leaves your lips, eyes filling with tears.

when he reaches the truck and sits you down, putting your seat belt on before starting to drive back to tannyhill you almost immediately start your whining all over again. “pay attention to me! ‘m right here you know!” you bite, stomping your foot against the car floor, clawing at his bicep.

“hey.. hey, watch it. know you’re drunk but cool it alright? i’m driving, you gotta sober up.” he warns, squeezing your thigh firmly.

you sniffle, grabbing his hand and leading it closer to your heat. “just.. rub a little please? and ‘m tipsy, not drunk!” you protest, laying your head on his arm. “i..i missed you, all the girls were getting upset cause i wouldn’t shut up about you.”

he smirks, that doing it for him and his ego— already feeling himself loosen up as he sneaks his hand in your skirt, rubbing lightly. almost like a reward for depending on him. “that right? can’t stop thinking about rafey even when you’re at girls night?” he mocks. “can’t stop thinking about dick?”

you nod, quickly relaxing against his fingers. “yeah, that’s what i thought. you gonna stay quiet? gonna listen now?”

“mhm.. mhm. course,” you hum, the rest of the car ride spent with rafe driving with one hand as you grind against his other.

thanks to the lovely @oceandriveab and @rafecameroninterlude for proofreading <3

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moechies · 2 months

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suguru fingering his pretty princess to sleep 💤

“sugu.. sugu..”

“‘m here princess.” he whispers coyly against your ear. his soft fingers creep under the band of your shorts, a finger used to lift your panties from your body for easier access.

“gonna let me touch you here?”

“mhm..”

you’re drowsy, eyes half lidded, allowing your body to do all the thinking, and not you’re mind. if not for the begging man, desperate to satisfy his sweet woman, you would’ve been long asleep.

you writhe under his touch, arching yourself slightly for a little more friction,

“none of that princess. lay f’me, let me take care of my baby, yeah?”

“s-sugu. wan’ more.”

“i know you do, be good and you’ll get more. promise.”

his fingers hover over your sticky mess, arousal radiating heat from your cunt. you lower yourself with a huff, a gentle whisper of ‘good girl,’ that tickles against the hairs of your ear.

his finger’s thick, it fills you like no other could; not another man’s cock, not a toy, and not your own fingers.. all were no comparison to the man’s digits. he strokes each part of your pussy so diligently, as if he’s got each and every part of you memorized;

your soft moans and whines fill the room, the man kissing down your face and onto your neck, sucking gentle bruises into your soft skin.

“s-suguru, gonna— gonna cum sugu. wanna.. please, wan—“

“shh, i know,”

he presses a kiss onto your quivering lips, hushing your whines as his finger curls into the gummy surface of your cunt,

“m cummin..!”

“there you go, let go for me. know you wanna so bad.”

oh, you do.

he lets out a soft chuckle at your desperation, never slowing his movements as he helps you ride out your orgasm.

“such a good girl.”

“mm.” he gives your nose a small peck, your last view being his signature coy grin when your eyes begin to flutter shut,

“goodnight princess. sleep tight.”

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ckhaine · 12 days

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⛧ THREE. mature content

pairings. ex-boyfriend!jk soft dom!jk sub!reader genres. smut [m]

playing: love in the sky by the weeknd. “But I’m sure I’ll make you cum, do it three times in a row.”

warnings. vulgar language, jk’s a wee bit mean, overstimulation, squirting, cum eating, belly bulge;), he still refers to himself as her boyfriend (...yay!)

( ckhaine ) ok nother post. i’m tired (faded) so high chance of it sucking ass ... do me a favour and ignore spelling/grammar mistakes if you spot one!

“Jungkook, i’s too much!” You hiccup, your fingers digging into his strong biceps, while his own two work in between your poor, weary thighs. “Take it, baby, c’mon, I know y’can.” Jungkook cajoles, voice rough yet soothing and reassuring as he stares down at your little cunt, all wet and coated with your previous release.

You shake your head rapidly, wanting to push him away due to the overstimulation but also awakening a craving for another orgasm. The little, soft moans and pleas you let out butter him up, slowing the pace and rhythm his digits had once steadied with. “Mm, too much, hm? Can’t take what your boyfriend gives ya?” His voice’s rather mocking, mean and, still, hoarse.

He tilts his head up, pressing his damp forehead against your own, connecting his pouty lips with yours. You moan, thrash yourself but he’s much stronger, bigger and easily manages to hold you down.

“Why you runnin’ for?” Jungkook asks, being the little shit he is and feigning innocent confusion.

Running from your pleasure is the clear opposite of what you’re doing, you and Jungkook both know that. Your body jolts, a gasp of his name slipping past your pump lips as you spurt all over his hand, onto the sheets. Staring up at him with those pretty, teary eyes, he chuckles lowly and kisses your forehead.

Jungkook, kindly, removes his fingers from your pussy to give you a little break. He leans down, pressing kisses on your inner thighs, whispering sweet nothings about how good you’re doing, how much he’s missed you.

You whimper, squeezing your thighs together, nose scrunching at the stickiness. “Shhh clean y’up soon, baby. We ain’t inna rush.” He chortles, ridding himself of his thin, gray sweats, tossing them God knows where on the floor. Then he tugs his CK boxers down under his throbbing balls, a leak of his pre-cum present on the white material. “Tsk, see what you do t’me?”

“Mhm…” you sweetly hum out. “Need you in me, ‘m so wet,” you say, voice so soft Jungkook could be convinced you’re just telling him a sweet lullaby. “I know, could feel it.” He smiles.

Pressing the fat, swollen tip against your leaky entrance, happy to be met with zero resistance. Sinking in his inches slowly, Jungkook rocks his hips back and forth, watching your perky tits bounce at the moment.

“Best lil’ pussy.” He moans. His large hands fly to your hips, keeping you nice and steady. “Good girl, take it, baby. Feel me here, hm?” He asks. Taking your small hand to press down on your tummy, emitting the most pornographic moan that makes his dick twitch.

A few little strokes and spasms around his cock make him cum, shooting the thick, heavy load into you, reaching your third orgasm of the night. Your ex-boyfriend chuckles, a cocky smile playing on his lips.

“How many times did you come?”

“Three. Three times.”

#ckhaine 𓃭 #jeon jungkook #jungkook x reader #jungkook fic #jungkook fanfic #jungkook imagine #jungkook smut

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novulen · 3 months

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ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ : the jjk men n the ‘gifts’ they’d give u for valentines 💌!

ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛꜱ/ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ : 18+ (mdni), smut, oral (male receiving), cum!!, throat fucking, somewhat rough sex, toys, overstimulating, slight BDSM (Geto), (doll, baby, good girl) used to address reader, overall filthy☺️

ꜰᴇᴀᴛᴜʀɪɴɢ : Toji, Nanami, Gojo, n Geto

𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐓. ೋ

On the day of valentines, Toji gifts you roses, and perhaps whatever you’ve been talking about–believe it or not, he does listen when you ramble on and on about the little mini skirts you want, but for a sole purpose.

“Take it all–mhm, give me a lil’ show too, yeah?” Toji mumbles, watching as you take most, if not all, of his girthy cock down your little throat. A big hand of his slides down to your ass, admiring the little patterns and the light pink color of your mini skirt, especially eyeing the way the material covers little to nothing, revealing the thong kept underneath. “Fuck,” he groans, taking a handfull of your ass in his hands, feeling himself get impossibly harder simply by how soft all of you feels.

“T-Tojhi..” you murmur, mouth too full of cock to speak, and your pathetic little sounds come out muffled. Yet, amused, Toji grins. “No need for speaking, doll, jus’ keep sucking,”

And you do. but, when he cums down your throat, with such a huge load of hot seed in your mouth, you can’t help but cry out as your mouth’s filled with warmth.

“‘S too m–,” you sob, pleading for a chance of relieving your lungs from breathlessness though Toji is ruthless, still thrusting up into your mouth even as your manicured nails dig into the flesh of his muscular thighs.

“Mm-hm, but y’r gonna swallow it all, aren’t ya?” he hums, a noise of deep satisfaction booming from his own throat as you nod obediently, not wasting a second in swallowing all of his cum, as impossible as you deemed it from the moment he came.

And after such a satisfactory session, Toji can’t help but pull you close to him, skin to skin in the moment. “I should buy you more mini skirts, eh, what’d ya say?”

𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 𝐊. ೋ

Wholeheartedly will go all out. Gets you things you’d talked about ages ago–so much so that you yourself sometimes forget you’d spoken of such–dresses, purses, skirts, lingerie.

“Kento,” you mewl, unable to bear through the incessant shocks of ecstasy rocking through your body with each of his thrusts. You reach out for him, hands finding purchase on his broad shoulders, and hold on for dear life.

The beautiful set of red lingerie he’d bought for you is almost no more, ripped to shreds the moment you’d walked out the bathroom. It’s as if something that isn’t your husband has taken you, given the way he’s somewhat mercilessly fucking into your cunt, groaning deliciously vulgar words in your ear.

“So–hah–so fucking beautiful,” Nanami grunts, planting his forehead, sticky with perspiration, to yours lovingly. You moan as the feeling of him takes over your whole body, his scent, his breath hot against your skin, and his deep groans all prove to be too much–too much at the same time, at the very least.

He’s soon spilling himself inside you, moaning praises and everlasting statements of love into your ear, and you’re not far behind him. “Oh–god,” you whimper, womb filling to the hilt with your husband’s cum, and you can't think of a better way to end such a day.

𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒. ೋ

Like Nanami, although he’s much more of the reckless type when buying gifts. Sometimes even gets you things you don’t want, but you find it cute nonetheless. Although, you were surprised to see a little pink vibrator at the bottom of the bag he’d given you.

The more he presses down on your clit, the more the pleasure seems to burn. And Satoru might chuckle from your reaction, but his body’s tensing, his hands are losing their patience, and his cock is hardening in his pants.

“‘Toru, t-take it away, I can’t–,” you attempt to plead, closing your legs around the hand that’s keeping the toy flush to your pussy, but he refuses, shaking his head with a sly grin. Satoru only hushes you, and for trying to clamp down on his arm, he ups the power of the vibrator.

“C’mon, baby. ‘S just a lil’ stimulation, yeah? I’ll put my cock in ya soon.” he breaths, breath hot against your pulse point as he leans in to place kisses. Your back arches up from the sheets, sensitive nipples rubbing against the black fabric of his compression shirt, the added stimulation causing your third orgasm of the day to crash over you.

“See? Good girl.” he praises, finally gracing you the relief you’ve been begging of him, removing the toy from your clit, slick and other fluids dribbling from you. “Now you get to have me.”

But, even when he says those words as if it's some blessing, you, on the other hand, can’t find it in you to give him another. Knowing Satoru, and his inhuman sex drive, you’ll perhaps be here until night.

𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎 𝐒. ೋ

Knows what you want but will try to ask you (at least somewhat sneakily) days beforehand. Always gets you the perfect amount of things–though this time, he’s given you more than you bargained for.

“Hm–you wanna touch me?” Suguru grins, greedy eyes raking over your body, soft and malleable in his hold. You’re on your fours, head pushed into the pillows, and as if that’s not enough, Suguru thought to tie your hands behind your back.

It’s almost malicious the way he chuckles–he can’t admit seeing this desperate side of his bratty girlfriend has brought out something in him.

“Please.” you mumble against the mountain of pillows he's pushed your face into, saliva dribbling down your cheeks onto the satin sheets. But, your pleas fall on deaf ears, given that Suguru’s in his own world.

Each of his pounding thrusts sends you jolting forwards, the only thing keeping you down being the strong hands planted firmly to your hips. He leans down, exhales fanning by your ear, as his hands simultaneously slide up to take a handful of your hair, pulling your head back just enough for you to wince in stinging pain.

“Isn’t this what you wanted, baby? Don’t tell me you’re backing down now.” he mumbles into your skin, tongue darting out to lick a line up to your ears. Once he figures that he’s shut you up, he hums in approval.

“Good. Lay there and take all of me.”

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buckleysbitch · 3 months

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thank you @alternativess for the inspo 🎀𓂃 ࣪˖

reqs are open!!

summary: bimbo!reader x abby. abby starts play fighting with you and discovers you enjoy being restrained.

warnings: nsfw under the cut, use of consensual physical restraint in a sexual situation, my first abby fic!!

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“a-abs! stop-stop-stop!” the incessant tickling from your girlfriends sturdy, strong arms was taunting you. trying your best to fight back, you slap her arm sheepishly.

“oh, that’s how you wanna do this, huh?” she smirks playfully, throwing her braid off her shoulder and lunging into you, beginning to play wrestle.

you couldn’t lie, the wet spot in your frilly pink panties was growing increasingly hard to ignore, especially if her muscles kept flexing so tauntingly close to your doe-ish eyes….

regardless! you do your best to fight back just to please her, because you two both know you don’t stand a chance, and she thinks it’s adorable. when you playfully go to bite her bicep, her fighting instincts kick in….

and her beefy, swollen arm has you in an unyielding headlock.

fuck.

the pornographic whimper that erupted from you caused abby to loosen her grip, taking your jaw in her calloused fingers and guiding you up towards her sweat glistened face.

“got something you wanna tell me?”

you begin to shake your head no, but abby interrupts-

“if i take off those panties am i gonna find my girl wet?”

my girl.

well, if you weren’t wet already, she was definitely going to find you soaked now.

with one quick movement, she has you laid down on your back, your underwear in one hand, and another sliding into your folds. your mind goes completely blank, well, more than it already was, only craving abby’s vicious touch.

“oh…sweet girl….tell me. was it that headlock? don’t. lie.”

the desperate moans that are bubbling from your plump pink lips would be fucking embarrassing if you weren’t already so drunk on her touch, your hips hopelessly rutting into her resistant fingers.

“words, angel.”

“y-ye-y….yes!! yes abs!!”

the menacing chuckle she exhaled was enough to make you buckle, but you knew better. had to keep your eyes on abby.

“does my girl get off on being hurt? bein’ restrained?”

“m-mm-mhm!”

“remember our safe word?” she goes soft for a moment, and you nod in agreement. as soon as she gets confirmation, this girl just starts manhandling the fuck out of you. fingerprint shaped marks decorate your hips and ribs as she positions you in the headlock once again, her bicep throbbing against your ear.

“gonna make you cum, yeah baby? no tricks this time, swear. jus’cum fr’me angel….” she cooes, as her previously mocking fingers finally…finally….fill you up completely.

“abs!! a-abs!!!”

“does my girl love my muscles? hgnh- loves how my arms are bigger than her stupid slutty brain?”

“y-yes….ys’ abs! always!”

the pace she’s drilling into you at is relentless, slick drooling down her knuckles and your pillowy thighs. your cushiony walls are throbbing around her thick fingers, only persuading her to go harder, to tighten the death grip on your neck, little veins popping out.

“g-gna’-“ you moan nearly pathetically, abby immediately understanding before you even opened your mouth, because of course she does. this girl knows your body better than anyone, the patterned pulses of your pretty pussy swallowing up her fingers signaling your orgasm.

“go ahead, sweetheart. cum fr’ me.”

your vision nearly goes black as the grip around your neck tightens, and her fingers curl up into you. everything is fuzzy for a few moments, but abby’s comforting touch soothes your senses, effortlessly picking you up and tenderly placing you in her lap.

“come on, baby. gonna draw a bath for you, yeah?”

god, you love abby anderson.

#abby anderson au #abby anderson headcanons #abby anderson x reader #abby x fem!reader #abby anderson smut #abby the last of us #abby tlou #abby anderson #abby anderson fanfic #abby anderson fanfiction #taking reqs #taking requests #requests open #reqs open

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lxnarphase · 4 months

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Screaming, crying, violently shaking the bars on my enclosure for thigh grinding. Please.

i had to let this marinate for a little, this is actually so good i love the idea of just plopping yourself on their lap, straddling their thigh when you want their attention when they're doing something. and you gave me free reign on who to write so i am in heaven with these thoughts. i thought about adding 'who would pretend to not notice' and 'who would make you do it until you squirt' but i think i already got carried away with this little thirst ❤︎

WHO ENCOURAGES IT: g. suguru, n. kento, h. kinji, f. toji

the second you sit on him, his attention snaps to you, inquisitively raising an eyebrow. but once you tell him to focus on what he was doing, he bites his lip as he feels you grinding yourself on his thigh.

suguru's abandoned his show, leaning back on the couch and putting his hands on your waist, guiding you back and forth against his leg. "oh, pretty babyyyy, go on, grind on me. does it feel good?" he's a little upset you aren't facing him, but whenever you turn your head over your shoulder, he coos at you so sweetly. he even brings his hand down to your front, playing with your puffy clit through your soaked underwear. "look at you, your gonna get my leg all wet...tsk, you're gonna lick it up for me after, right?" kento turns a pretty shade of pink, chucking as he shakes his head. he texted you only 2 minutes ago, responding to you pouting and asking when he'd be done with work, he didn't think you'd show up this soon. "have i been neglecting you, honey? mm, i'm sorry, love. you can keep going," he encourages, his hand on your lower back as he looks up at you from his leather desk chair. oh, he could never get tired of his view. if he could, he'd have you sit on his thigh every time he worked in his office, but...he knew that wouldn't work out, he'd never be able to get work done with you sitting all pretty on him like this. "i'll take a break from work, okay? mhm, just for you. now keep going, honey, i want you to feel good." kinji stops everything immediately. "well, hi to you too, cupcake," he whistles, his hands instantly starting to rub up and down your sides. "needy cunt wanted some attention? aww, she needs her kinjiiii, ain't that right, doll?" his hand trails down and smacks your ass before grabbing a handful. his eyes are lidded but filled with excitement. oh, he looooved when you took control of your pleasure and used him to feel good. knowing that you needed him so badly that just grinding on his thigh could make you cum made his ego shoot through the roof. "c'mon, wanna have you soak my thigh before i touch you, baby, lemme see how messy you can get." toji is pleasantly surprised when you come to him with that pretty little pout, cooing his name in just his black sweater. his thin pajama pants can't be that good to grind on, the fabric isn't nearly rough enough, but he can feel how hot and wet you're getting, how sticky your panties are getting. seeing how you're getting frustrated, toji just lifts you up and plops you on his dick. "hey, pretty mama, you strugglin'? mhm, yeah, i knowww. my pants aren't enough for that pussy t' cum, are they?" he helps you move your hips back and forth, lazily smirking up at you. "yeah, that feel better? grindin' on my cock instead? y'so pretty, mama, so so pretty."

WHO CUMS IN THEIR PANTS: g. satoru, k. choso

it's hard not to get turned on from seeing you hovering over him, eyes lidded and filled with need, using their thigh to get yourself off. you just look so fucking gorgeous they can't help but move you off their thigh to their lap.

satoru lets you grind on his thigh for a little bit, kissing all over your neck as he fucking giggles into your skin. when he gets that pretty whine of his name after mouthing your pressure point, he pulls you onto his lap, grinding up into you. "baby, baby, baby, you're so cute, s'fuckin' cute! f-fuck, shit, 'm gonna cum, h-haah, you'd gonna make me cum in my fuckin' jeans, c'mon." he lets out the filthiest moan, laughing deliriously as he cums in his jeans. he barely gives himself a second to breathe before he moves you onto your back on the couch, sliding your panties to the side and pulling out his cock that's still hard and covered in his cum. "tsk-tsk-tsk, little dumplinggg, you made me waste it, 's a baddd girl...now i gotta fuck you 'til it leaks out, m'kay? my cock feels so much better than my thigh, angel, let 'toru into this lil' cunt." choso looks up at you with wide eyes, and you barely get to grind on his thigh before he whines, slowly pulling you towards his lap where his hard dick is pressing against his shorts. "b-babe," he whimpers, finally feeling you grinding against him directly. "y-you, i-i, mmn, i can feel your pussy, y-you're grindin' right on the tip, keep going, p-please?" he's activitly fucking up into you, uncaring that his gym shorts are getting soaked with his precum, eyes rolling back in his head as he keens your name. "pleasepleaseplease, 'm gonna cum, lemme cum, i wanna cum against you like this, please!"

#gojo smut #suguru smut #toji smut #nanami smut #choso smut #hakari smut #gojo satoru smut #geto suguru smut #toji fushiguro smut #kamo choso smut #hakari kinji smut #nanami kento smut #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #𖤐 ── lxnarworks.#sorry this got so long i am very very excited when it comes to these kind of asks !!

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spiderlyla · 9 months

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asking for a short smut of Miguel just being horny and just wanting to finger reader😤🙏🏼 he’s not even actually doing it though he’s just rubbing his fingers between her folds repeatedly playing with her cum while rubbing on her thigh ykyk

cw: fingering, horny miguel, 18+ minors dni, afab reader.

"Ah, M-Mig.." Your whimpers elicite a deep chuckle out of him, you could feel the rumble in his chest against your ear. One of his palms is up your shirt, squeezing the soft skin of your chest, while the other hand is buried between your legs. "Sh, just wanna touch you, mi amor. Let me touch you."

His fingers lazily ran up and down between your folds, a motion he'd been at since he pulled you into his lap a few minutes earlier. He wasn't really touching you properly, occasionally letting his fingers slip and and nudge your swollen clit, or 'accidently' shoving the tip of his middle finger into your wet hole.

You bury your face into his neck in an attempt to muffle your pathetic moans, but he moves his hand from your chest and instead places it on your jaw, forcing you to look his way. His crimson eyes are glimmering with lust, as he pulls you in for a kiss.

He lets his finger dip back into your hole, the squelching noise of your slick makes you moan into his mouth. Cum coats his fingers when he pulls back his digits and he stares at his hand, rubbing his index and middle to his thumb. He admires the sight, and it's almost arousing, to watch him play with your cum while he squeezed on your tits.

"Mm, so wet for me, nena." He puts his fingers to his mouth and sucks the liquids clean off, and when you kiss him again, you taste yourself on his tounge. His hands dig back into the heat between your legs, and you spread them wide open, ass pushed against his clothed cock. He entraps one of your thighs between his legs and grinds against it, hoping to relief the tension that had been growing ever since he set foot inside your shared apartment.

His digits tease your entrance again but he never slips one of them in, you clench around nothing and almost tear up at his teasing. "M-Mig, please." He tenderly leaves you a hickey underneath your ear, and pushs his middle finger inside your messy, gaping hole. You clench around the girth of it, and invoulinatrily, Miguel's hips snap against yours, his hardened dick becoming too hard to ignore.

"Mhm? This is what you wanted, honey?" You whine and hold onto the white fabric of his shirt. He knew full well one wasn't enough. You've gotten so used to being filled up that one finger wasn't cutting it anymore. " 'nother one, Miguel, one's not enough, baby." You hear his chest rumble again, and he taps his index against your wet folds, slowly coaxing it in with the one he'd been thrusting inside of you.

A broken moan escapes your pretty lips, and your eyes roll back as he keeps pumping his digits into you, the lewd noises of squelching turning the two of you on even more. "Feels good, yeah?" His pace is agonisingly slow and although this feels way better than before, you knew what you wanted was more than just a few fingers. "M–More, please." Your little begs and the way you rubbed your bare ass against him made Miguel wonder if he could truly keep teasing, because this was torturing him more than you.

His breath fans against your neck and he leaves a hot trail of kisses on your skin, as he picks up the speed. You feel the knot in your stomach almost burst and unfurl, but abruptly, Miguel pulls his fingers out of you and laps at them. Tears prickle your eyes as you watch him place you underneath him, one hand beside your ear while the other pushed the sweatpants down.

"Lo siento, preciosa." He leans down beside your ear, catching your earlobe between his teeth.

"Had to prep you up first, didn't I?"

note: thank you sm for your idea anon. this was so fun to write.

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moremaybank · 14 days

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best-friend!!jj where he has just rearranged your guts and he’s all chill while you’re there hanging on like your life depends on it and I love the idea that he’s like “oh yeah the group wants us to meet them on the boat” and you’re like “???? You just fucked everything out of me please give me a moment” and he’s all smug and cocky about it

you're still shivering post-orgasm just minutes after the final time jj had made you cum. your core aches from the loss of him inside you, throbbing wildly and spasming as you come down. your cheat heaves, and it takes entirely too much energy to keep your eyes open. "you with me, babygirl?" jj's lips move against your temple after he dots a few kisses there. "mm— mhm. yea," you reply. it's clear to him that you're on another planet, but you took everything he gave so well. you'd surely live to be his personal toy another day. he kisses your cheek this time, "good, 'cause the group wants to go out on the marsh. they're on their way." your eyes shoot open despite the lack of lucidity. "what?!" he nods, littering love all over your jaw, neck and clavicle using his kiss-swollen lips. "relax, angel. you still got five minutes." you nudge him off you, "j, i'm like, pretty sure that you fucked all my organs out of place, so you better call 'em 'n cancel." and then he's moving down your torso, spitting onto your puffy core despite the fact that his cum was still dripping out of you. his hot breath fans over your core when he speaks, and you can't help but flinch from your sensitivity when he licks at your swollen cunt. "take my phone 'n do it yourself, baby. 'm gonna spend my time nursin' you back to health."

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rninies · 1 month

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✮ captivated hearts

౨ৎ aventurine x reader. fluff, gn!reader, mentions of alcohol — wc: 342

notes. AVENTURINE MY BELOVED BABY

aventurine is a lightweight drinker.

maybe you should have kept that in mind when you asked him to go out drinking with you. “are you drunk?” you asked aventurine as soon as you opened the front door (after struggling to keep him up with one hand and getting your keys from your back pocket).

“mmm. drunk on my feelings for you.” aventurine replied, a silly smile on his face as he pokes your cheek.

“…yep, you’re drunk,” you concluded, helping aventurine to sit on the bed. “i’ll go get you-” aventurine pulls you down on his lap, hugging you tightly. “what are you doing?”

“don’t leave,” aventurine pouts, resting his head on your shoulder, his eyes closed. “wanna cuddle.”

you laughed. “i’m not leaving, aven. i’m just going to grab a glass of water for your drunk ass.”

“whaaat? i’m not drunk, you’re drunk,” aventurine replies, hiding his face into the crook of your neck. “‘m not drunk.”

“really? you're slurring your words, your cheeks are red, and you’re talking nonsense. this isn’t drunk aventurine i’m talking to right now?” you asked, turning your body to cup aventurine's cheeks. “i’m pretty sure i’m talking to drunk aventurine.”

“nooo, this is just me loving you!” aventurine defends, opening his eyes a little. “...hi pretty.”

you blinked, cheeks turning slightly red at the sudden compliment. “hello, cutie. how may i help you today?”

“gimme kiss?” aventurine requested, puckering his lips. “come on, pretty please?”

you sighed, giving in to aventurine. you gave him a small peck on his lips. “there, happy? now can i get you that glass of water i promised?”

aventurine gave you a satisfied smile, nodding his head. “mm, sure,” his arms slowly loosened from your waist, allowing you to stand up. you gently helped aventurine to lay down on the bed, giving him a quick kiss on his forehead. “hurry back, please.”

you chuckled. “mhm, i’ll be right back.”

(well, by the time you came back to give him a drink, he was already fast asleep, cuddling a pillow).

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moechies · 2 months

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Do you fink geto wud like to be calld uncle🥺🎀

omg yes . cos, he is that one gross uncle that can’t get enough of gojo’s pretty step daughter :3

can you imagine being introduced early on to your uncle geto, and he just takes a liking of your cute demeanor. the way you always have a smile spread across your face, your teasing touches, and your intriguing personality ‘nd body >:3 oh he can’t stand it. he leaves your side every time with a face painted of a pink blush, and a painfully strained cock. once he’s finally to get into your naive little head, you best believe he won’t let you go.

he’ll coo so sweetly, telling you that it’s okay ‘nd comforting you when you cry. aw

｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡

“‘s okay dearest, uncle geto is here okay? n’more crying.”

his touches linger suspiciously close to your breast, a notice to the single finger that begins dragging down the side of your waist. you huff, pulling him closer towards your own, finding a sense of comfort in his sweet touches.

“love y-you uncle geto. d-don’t want you to go, ‘kay? p-promise . ”

“mhm, would never leave you sweet girl. uncle’s gonna take good care of you, mm? make you forget allll the bad things, hm?”

you whine, eyes following his digits that slide themselves between the band of your underwear. they fidget with the frilly lace that decorate the delicate, a shiver that tickles down your spine when his lingering touches seem to become a little bit more overwhelming.

“hm. little girl seems to like this?”

“u-uncle geto. w-wan’ you to touch me. please .”

“yeah? such well-mannered little girl. where do you want me to touch you then?”

you tug on his arm, directing him towards your needy cunt. but he doesn’t budge, only soft strokes to your skin with a teasing smile that spreads across his face.

you wail, “p-please, please touch me here..!” another short tug to his arm.

“i can’t help you if you don’t tell me where you want it, sweet girl. c’mon, use your words. don’t you want uncle geto t’make you feel good?”

“h-here.! m-my cunnie.! wan’ you to play with my cunnie ‘nd make me feel good uncle g-geto, please.!”

“mm, that’s all you needed t’say. ♡”

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uluvjay · 3 months

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Lando waking you up on this fine valentines mornings

Smut under the cut!, I apologize for any errors this was rushed

❣️💌💋

You could feel the kisses on the back of your neck before your sleepy mind was able to register the hand between your thighs that had slowly began to creep inside your panties.

“Mm, Lan..what’re you-“

“Shh, just lie back and relax baby.” He shushed as he pulled your body flush against his as he pushed the soft cotton of your panties to the side.

You whimpered as his fingers came in contact with your clit, he moved in slow tedious motions, never going faster even as you begged him. You could feel the burn at the bottom of your spine emerging as your cunt began to clench around nothing.

“Please Lan, m’ getting close.” You cried but the boy did the exact opposite of what you were begging for.

Ripping his wet fingers from your cunt Lando shushed your protesting whines as he pushed his pants down freeing his hardened member.

Your protests came to a stop the second you felt the weight of him on your back, you could feel the bit of wetness left on your back from his thick tip.

You both shared a moan as he ran the head of his cock through your folds, hooking one of your legs over his Lando pushed in with ease thanks to your wetness.

“Oh fuck.” You cried as he filled you until all you could feel was him, his hips flush against your ass while the tip of his cock nudged that spot deep inside you.

“So tight baby, always so good for me.” He moaned out behind you as he picked up his thrusts, his hips slapping against the skin of your plump ass as one of his hands circled your waist.

Your head fell back to rest in the nook of his neck as your body took in his unwavering thrusts, his cock never failing to hit your sweet spot with ease.

“So good lan, so fuckin good.” You cried as you gripped onto the arm he held around your waist.

“Yeah? You enjoy being fucked first thing in the morning huh?” He chuckled knowing this was how you preferred to be woken up.

“Mhm.” You whined.

Lando smirked as he felt your cunt tightening around him hugging his cock so deep he wasn’t sure how much longer he’d be able to last for you.

Removing his arm from your waist he reached down and resumed his movements on your clit, his fingers moving as fast as his hips did, drawing a loud cry from deep within your throat.

“Lan I’m getting close, please don’t stop.” You cried out hands gripping the sheets as you felt the fire growing strong in your lower belly.

“Go ahead baby, come for me.” He encouraged as his lips made contact with your shoulder over his shirt you wore.

“Fuck!” You cried as the feeling took over your body, your legs shaking as your chest heaved.

Lando wasn’t far behind as the feeling of your orgasm pushed him to reach his, with a few more strong strokes he stilled inside of you.

You whimpered at the feeling of his warmth filling your walls, Lando’s hips rutted a few more times before he pulled himself from the warmth of your core.

Turning around you smiled up at him, his eyes bright as he dipped down to press his lips against yours. It was sweet and full of passion, his hands tangling in your hair as he pulled you impossibly closer to him.

“Happy valentines love.” He spoke softly as he finally pulled his lips from yours.

“Happy Valenti-Lando! Your car launch!” You gasped as you turned to look at the clock on the bedside table of the hotel room.

“It’s not for a few more hours relax” he laughed as he pulled you closer and snuggled into the warmth of the bed.

“We can relax for a bit longer before we have to start getting ready and then I can give you your gift.” He smirked.

“I said no gifts this year!”

“I don’t care, got you one anyways.” He sassed as he placed one last kiss to your head before closing his eyes.

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toruslvt · 4 days

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⋆ PRAISING KINK

ft. Baizhu, Xiao, Thoma, Wanderer.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 cw. f!reader, worshipping ( baizhu ). ( scara ) is in denial / affectionate, and a dirty talker.

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if Baizhu is not constantly littering you with kisses, then he’s certainly praising you.

there’s not a single second that he doesn’t spend mumbling praise against your heated skin. a kiss, then another, then another, trailing down the underside of your breasts, down your ribs and abdomen, lower and lower until he needs to breathe, opting instead to nuzzle on your skin with soft words, “there is not an inch of you that I don’t find absolutely perfect” he murmurs, another kiss below your belly button, “you’re stunning” kiss, “incredible” kiss.

“the most delicious meal I’ve ever had” he also groans, tentatively sliding his tongue across your clit and slit, collecting your juices on the muscle, “so responsive too” seconds, hours, minutes all merge in one as Baizhu languidly eats you out, taking his time in savoring your dripping pussy, pushing you towards the edge with those skilled fingers of his.

a mess of constant reassurance and praising is what always comes out of Xiao’s mouth the second his cock is pushing into you, holding his breath while the tip stretches you, “are you alright?... you... you feel so good” he almost whines, letting our shaky exhalations with each passing second.

“m-mhm” you murmur back, holding onto your lover tightly with your limbs around his trembling body, “move...”

a hum escapes Xiao’s lips before he’s moving, gently rolling his hips against your cunt and smearing your slick all over his pelvis, “fuuck— so perfect” each word is accentuated by a sharp thrust, jolting your body up and down the mattress alongside am ocasional creak of the bed.

“do you feel good?” he asks next, cupping your chin between his fingers, waiting for your soft nodding, a gentle ‘yes’ or anything that encourages him to keep going, to angle his hips in the perfect direction so you’re both panting, mindlessly fucked silly with soft ‘i love yous’ mumbled on each other’s mouths.

to Thoma, ensuring your comfort and pleasure was a top priority whenever you had sex, gently gripping your thigh and perching it on his hip, then leaning down to gently rub your nose with his, “comfortable?” not really... considering how he was sheathed to the base, with no signals of moving without first making sure you were feeling good.

you nod gently, caressing the tips of his blonde hair while staring deep into his eyes, rewarded by a wide smile, “that’s my girl, tell me if you want me to stop, alright?” and with that, he’s gripping your other thigh, dangling off his shoulder as he presses into you, raising until just the tip remains inside to then push down again, “mm, yeah, taking me so well...” Thoma murmurs, breathing coming out unsteady with each thrust, with each smack of his hips against yours.

“you’re feeling good, aren’t you?” he smiles down on you, not needing a response before he’s peppering your face with kisses, “of course you are, those pretty, tear filled eyes of yours never lie”

“what did you— oh, fu-fuck!... u-ugh do?” is what Wanderer asks with his fingers digging on your hips so tightly that it might leave a mark later.

yet he doesn’t let you speak, too gone, too lost in the pleasure your dripping pussy provides while bouncing on his cock, mostly guided up and down by your boyfriend, “you feel... too damn good!” it’s mostly a complaint, one that doesn’t really sound like one with the way his breathing hitched and eyes almost rolled back, “fuck... your pussy is going to kill me”

a bit of an exaggeration you believe, but considering the way his jaw hung slack, staring into the spot where your bodies connected, you believe him.

“the prettiest pussy to ever exist... so tight, so fucking warm” he groans, letting his head lean back against the bed headboard, eyes shut and letting you ride him to your heart’s content, a bit too overwhelmed by your gorgeous body to keep on babbling.

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lymtw · 1 month

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Toji calling you over to his place because there's gonna be a storm and he wants you to weather it with him. If it gets too bad, you can't travel to each other, so you might as well shelter together before you lose the option to do so.

He didn't greet you in a fluffy manner, but when does he? Usually, when you greet him with a hug, it'll start out normal and then his hand goes down south towards your ass, where he'll squeeze until you break the embrace.

You expected him to be handsy and up in your space because he really can't last five minutes without touching you, but it was as if he was being powered by the storm. You were pushed to the edge of the couch by him, his body wedged between your legs as he ambushed your lips with his own. His hands firmly grounded your hips to the couch cushions as if he were silently telling you not to move. Most of the lights in his apartment were off, just a lamp illuminating the scene of you and him on the couch and occasional lightning strikes that would cast light on your face. It was pouring outside, the sound of heavy rain and thunder filling your ears.

"What would you have done alone?" He plays with the hem of your hoodie, picturing the body beneath it.

"Nothing, Toji. Absolutely nothing. And you?" You tilt your head, allowing him to kiss your neck. One of your hands settles on the back of his neck, the other makes a mess out of his hair.

"Mm..." he groans at the feeling of you scratching his scalp. "I would've beat my dick to the thought of you and those pretty pictures you send me all the time. 'M glad you're here so I can fuck you instead."

You giggle, digging your heels into the cushions as he keeps smothering you with kisses. His crushing weight is completely welcomed by you as you attempt to bring him even closer.

"This my sweater?" His hands use their privilege on your body, going under the sweater to run up and down your waist. The warmth elicits goosebumps from you, and you can't help but writhe in his hold.

"You said I could hold onto it until you remembered to take it back, and I sure as hell am holding onto it."

His gaze pins you down, lips curling at your playful sass. He knows the obsessive thoughts that go behind sharing his clothes with you. You take his sweaters and he tells you to "hold onto them until he remembers to take them back" but that's just his code for 'think of me when you get off to the scent of my cologne'. He only takes the sweater back once your perfume overpowers his cologne, and it's then his turn to fantasize about you.

"That's good, doll. It smells like you, now." He presses his face against your chest, inhaling your scent deeply. "Mhm, that's my girl."

You giggle, brushing down strands of his hair with your fingers. You swear you felt something poke you down there while Toji face was pressed into you.

He pushes the bottom of your sweater up, over your midriff, until he sees the bottom of your bra. He kisses up your stomach, sucking a couple marks above your belly button and on your ribs before reaching your bra.

"Fuck, I love that you go shirtless sometimes when you wear my hoodies."

You laugh. "Yeah, my boobs are constant victims to your manhandling."

You play with his hair as he continues to explore your skin, littering more marks on it as he works his way up to removing your bra.

"They call me, baby. Who am I not to answer?" He pushes up the cups of your bra, watching intently as your breasts are exposed. "So soft and pretty, could keep my mouth on them all day if you'd let me."

He squishes the underside of your right boob, mesmerized by its malleability. His lips latch onto your nipple, sucking on the soft skin while his hand paws at the other one. You sigh, wishing you could press your thighs together.

"Fuck," he groans. "So soft, princess. I wanna ruin you."

You look down at him, your fingers still tangled in his hair. "Who's gonna stop you, baby? Me?" You take in his lustful gaze before finishing. "Absolutely not."

You sacrificed yourself to Toji. Your words got to him in a way you didn't think they would, but because of them, he was thrusting in and out of you mercilessly. He enjoyed watching your breasts bounce with every snap of his hips into yours.

"Fuck... fuck, mama," he almost whimpers. "You did this to yourself," he pants. "Was gonna fuck you... all nice and slow this time," he chuckles, breathlessly. "But, you won't ever let me be romantic, so fuck that." His nails dig into your hips when you start arching you back off the mattress.

"Oh my- Toji, Toji, fuck!" You claw at the couch cushion, your fingers shaking as you quickly lose grip.

You see another lightning strike behind Toji, through the window. You have two amazing views combined into one, tonight.

Toji wraps your legs around his waist to keep that strict rhythm in his thrusts. He leans forward, his forearms beside your head like a cage. "Why're you crying? Pretty girl's gonna cum? 'S that what's happening?"

You nod, gasping at his precision inside you. He's abusing his ability to find your sweet spot, torturing you with every roll of his hips. You hold back a sob, your heels digging into his lower back. Toji catches your tears with his lips, savoring the slight saltiness on his tongue. "Who else is gonna fuck you to tears like this?," he mutters into your jaw. "Huh? Who else?" He huffs against your cheek.

You let out a high pitched cry, your abdomen quivering against Toji's. "O-Only... you, T-Toji. Just, you...!"

"Uh-huh. Good girl." His nose drags down your cheek, leading his lips to your neck. "Absolutely no one else," he says before attaching his lips to your delicate skin. He knows you bruise easily so he uses this to his advantage.

"A-Ah... o-ow, Toji," your nails claw at his shoulder blades. You shudder at the sharp pain in your neck and collarbone.

"Hold still, just a couple more." His hips continue rolling into you, slower as he focuses on leaving hickeys on you skin.

"F-Fuck..." you inhale sharply when you feel his teeth on your shoulder.

"Mine," he mumbles beneath your ear. "These..." he presses on the bite mark and the litter of fresh marks on your skin, making you wince, "prove that you are mine."

He straightens his posture but keeps his gaze lowered to meet your dazed expression. Your brows are pinched, and though your eyes are lidded, he can make out tiny hearts in the slivers of your eyes that remain.

"Toji?" you moan.

"Yeah?" He groans, feeling your cunt clench around him.

"Can I," you shudder at the intensity of his green eyes focusing on you, "wanna cum."

He laughs. "How did that go from being a question to being a statement? Try again, doll face."

Your thighs quiver around his hips as he picks up the pace of his thrusts again. "U-Uh... Um..." your eyes roll back for a second. "Fuck, can I cum? Please?" It came out sounding desperate. There was a slight whine in your voice.

"Keep going."

"Toji, please? Please, make me cum. Please."

Your begging was working him towards his own peak, which is why he pushed for more from you.

"How badly do you want it, because to me it doesn't really sound like you want to cum. Convince me, mama."

You felt like tearing out your hair. You were going insane with this solid rhythm of his, holding you inches away from am earth shattering orgasm. Just a little more and you'll be tossed into a pleasurable void.

"Toji, please. Pretty please. Please, I need you to make me cum."

His hips pick up the pace the more you beg, his rapid breathing now audible to you.

"Please... daddy?" You plead, meekly.

That was it. That was enough to get whatever you wanted from Toji. His eyes widened, and for a split second, his soul was in your grasp. You willingly gave it back with twinkling eyes, and in return he made you cum so hard that you thought your spine would snap from how hard you arched off his bed. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, kissing it up as you cried his name out until it didn't sound like a real word anymore.

You felt Toji tremble against you, his hips pulling back before rocking back into you, languidly. All you could hear were little shaky breaths near your ear before feeling his warmth spew inside you. You could hear his strangled groans becoming soft moans as he slowed down.

"F-Fuck, fuck, Toji," you shuddered, tensing up at the sensitivity you felt in your cunt even when he slowed down. He groans, leaving a kiss behind on your shoulder before leaning back to look at you. His dazed expression mirrored your own. He leaned forward one more time to kiss you. It was lazy and sloppy, saliva coating your lips more and more each time they brushed his.

Toji released you, sliding his cock out to see the result of such an amazing fuck. He whistles, impressed by the sight of his cum dripping out of your pussy and onto the couch.

"God, really, Toji?" You can't suppress the smile forming on your lips.

"What? You look stunning, darling. Can feel my dick getting hard again." His hand finds your knee, stroking it gently with his thumb.

"Wait, give me two minutes. Still sensitive." You smile sheepishly.

"Take your time. You're stuck with me 'til the storm passes, anyway."

You smile. "Shouldn't be too long."

"That's cute. You're trynna be gone by tomorrow?" He hisses with fake sympathy, like he's about to break bad news to you. "Tough luck, doll. Forecast says the storm should last the next four days."

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stevenose · 2 months

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fatalist palmistry (18+)

couldn’t sleep so here’s a rare bottom steve blurb🫶🏻

contains: reader with a vagina and breasts; no gendered language used for reader; needy!steve; denial; praise and degradation (steve receiving); sweethearts in love 🫶🏻

Steve’s hands are desperately searching for purchase on the sofa beneath him with no luck. He whines deeply, tries to keep his ass planted firmly on the cushion below. Because he knows if he fucks up into you once, you’ll stop.

It’s so incredibly hard not to.

“Stevie,” you whine. Riding him slow. Taking him half an inch by half an inch. “You’re… you’re so big. Stretchin’ me out so much….”

His cheeks turn rosy. He has tears in his hazel eyes, equally from adoration and frustration. “You can t-take it,” he pants. “Doing so good.”

You sigh, seated on him fully. “You’re in my stomach, baby.”

“Oh my God.” It hardly comes out of him. He’s so wrecked. Eyes trained on your stomach as if he has x-ray vision. Wants to see it so bad.

“So deep,” you continue, grinding down on him, your clit catching on his pubes. Your nails dig into his freckled shoulders. “Such a good boy.”

Steve whimpers. Digs his fingers into the sofa a little more, nails threatening to break. His cock kicks and throbs inside of you.

You lift up again, still so slow but less than before. He watches your eyes, hooded and glassy as his cock leaves you. Then he watches them roll back when you sink down, getting stretched out on him. He’s mouth agape, eyes wide, pupils blown. He groans, voice cracking.

“Please,” he begs. “I need to touch - need to touch you. Please, angel.”

Up. Down. Stretched out. “Y-you promise y’won’t fuck me?”

Steve shakes his head but he’s not entirely sure he can stick to that promise.

“Because I’m going to fuck you,” you breathe. Up. Down. Slow, drawn-out. “‘m gonna fuck this fat cock l-like it deserves, Steve. Gonna f-feel every… fucking… inch… ‘til you’re cumming.”

He makes a noise of disbelief. He’s so close to breaking, to grabbing your hips and pounding into you until his balls are drained. So sick of waiting and so in love with it, too. His hands twitch beside him. “Uh-huh,” he says hoarsely.

You sit down on him, balls pressed against your ass. “Who’s this cock belong to?”

Steve exhales sharply, gritting his teeth. Your words making him close to busting. “You.”

“Yeah, baby. Good - good boy. So you have to… have to let me love it like it needs, ‘kay?”

He nods, pouting. “Whatever you want just - shit, please, gotta touch you.”

You smile at him, taking his big hands from beside his thighs and placing them on your tits. Not quite where he was aiming for, but perhaps much better.

“Be good.”

Your hips move again, a little faster. Steve groans and throws his head back, kneading your breasts. You lean forward and catch him off guard when you place open mouthed kisses to his neck. He whines again, hips unfortunately bucking, but he’d hardly say that’s his fault. You’re setting him up for failure here.

“I’m sorry,” he moans. Gasps and makes a little noise of pleasure when you suck on a spot just below his ear.

“Maybe I should go slower.” You’re grinning deviously, not that he can see. His eyes are screwed shut tightly while your hips slow.

“No,” he gasps. Sounds so fucked out, begging, “I’ll do anything, please fuck me.”

“You’re insatiable, y’know.” You take pity on him, like usual, hips moving faster. He cries out. “Always thinkin’ with this cock instead of your head.”

“Oh, shit.”

“Yeah. Such a slut, Steve.”

He moans shakily, palming your tits, eyes rolled back in his head. “Mm- mhm.”

“Pretty slut,” you coo. You’re fucking him properly now because you really can’t tease him when he looks this good. As fun as it is. “So - so fucking hot, St-Steve. You’re so hot, so hand - handsome.”

His mouth falls open in a wide O. You grin and lean forward to lick into his mouth, tongue sliding against his. His cock pulses so hard inside of you that you’re sure he’s cumming, but he isn’t. Wants to, though.

“You like it messy,” you giggle, bouncing on him, watching him unravel. “Perv.”

Steve’s head is swimming. The back and forth - the praise, the degradation - it makes him dizzy. Add your pussy to the mix and he’s properly insane. “Mhm.”

“‘Mhm’?” you mock, panting against his lips. Foreheads touching. “There you go again, Steve. All - all that blood rushin’ to your cock. Makin’ that - mmmph, that pretty head stupid.”

He nods. His chest heaves.

“You’re smart though, Stevie,” you breathe. “Notice things. So brave. Just gotta - gotta get your cock out of the equation.”

Only now does he notice that he’s fucking up into you, matching your thrusts, though you don’t seem to care. You moan breathlessly, eyes boring into his.

“I love you,” you whisper.

“Oh, Jesus,” he starts. Gets all talkative right before he cums. You don’t know how he does it. “Love you so goddamn much. Gonna be perfect for you, give y’everything you want.” His hands slide down to your hips. “Want you to cum, please honey. Wanna f-feel it, wanna cum in it.”

“Christ,” you gasp, letting him take over. Your knees shake, exhaustion creeping in. Teasing him is so fun and so tiring. “Gonna milk your cock.”

“Mhm.” He’s pounding you. Balls slapping against your ass. Perverted, wet noises filling the room. “Gonna be a good boy ‘nd fuck a load inside of you.”

“So good!” you moan loudly, brows creasing while you look at him. Your fingers tangle in his brunette locks, highlights beaming in the soft light. “Good boy, Steve, let me have it.”

He kisses you, almost all teeth and tongue, so eager and desperate. He pants and groans and holds you close and tight and then you’re crying into his neck and clenching on his cock. He’s already such a stretch to take, pussy iron-clad, but you somehow get tighter.

“Cum,” you breathe, and he does.

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HIIII, I've been thinking in reader wanting to ride megumi's face but she is so shy to ask but somehow megumi finds out what she wanna do😋😼

somehow? he knows. he's a smart guy ;) 18+ ! watching porn, masturbation mention, oral, afab reader x 21+ megumi

You can't articulate it. Every time he goes down on you... you want more? Sure, he encourages you to move your hips. He grabs your body as he kneels between your legs on the bed and drags you closer, sucking and making out with your pussy.

But after watching a certain pornographic educational video... you're starting to desire what you saw. A girl- a very pretty girl- climbed up on her partner's lap, then he pulled her higher, over his chest, then higher- over his face!?

Won't she suffocate him like that? How can he--

But when you hear the audio of the man moaning, you know he can breathe just fine- and if he can't? He sure as hell doesn't care.

And since watching that video, sliding your fingers down between your wet folds, you can't get the idea out of your head. In every intimate instance with your sweet boyfriend you want to bring it up, but you just can't.

He notices your hips bucking with such need- it seems to be growing every time you do this together; every time he pleasures you. But he pins you down and holds you still, sucking and licking you so thoroughly.

Had he considered pulling you up to perch on his chin? Sure. But will he do it... without being asked? Perhaps not.

You'd love it, surely? Or would you be too embarrassed and tell him to stop? That could potentially ruin the mood, so he keeps quiet for now, pressing himself further into you and humming contently.

"Ngh- Megumi?"

"Mm?"

"C-can we try... a different position?"

Uh.

"What position, princess?"

Could you be any less specific?

Do you want him to push you back, tilt your body up with your ass in the air and he's kneeling over you, sinking his tongue in from above?

Or... on your knees? With his face smushed into you from behind? He's sure he could manage that.

Maybe you want to sit on the edge of the bed, with your legs spread?

You stare right into his eyes for a moment, until he pops his lips from you and sits on his haunches.

"Baby, what is it?"

I can't read your mind, dammit.

You wish he could.

Your eyes flit over his gorgeous features, you bite your lip and grip at the sheets. He sees your shyness, your inability to express your needs... and he guesses. It's a hunch. But in all honesty, he thinks, what girl wouldn't want this?

He lies down on the bed and watches your eyes go wide with shock.

"Come on, sweetie," he pats his chest, gesturing for you to sit up there.

He moves you up by tugging your thighs, now you're sitting over him with a certain look in your eyes that confirms all of his thoughts.

"Sit on my face."

He tells you to do it, and you swear you're going to lose all of your self control. You perch up there like it's your damn throne and he makes you so comfortable you start to run your fingers into his black hair and admire that pretty face of his.

And he can't help it now, licking you and pressing his tongue up and into you, swirling around the bud of your clit and through your folds. It's addicting, the way you start to move, and the view he has- good god- your stomach and tits have never looked more sexy. He holds your waist and encourages you to move. You have no idea what you're doing, but fuck it feels so good and you can't stop.

"Mmmhmm- that's it princess-"

He feels you getting closer. He knows the look on your face now- how your eyebrows arch with concentration and your back gets a little stiff. He can feel every muscle in your cute body... he knows the dips and rises like the back of his hand.

"Cum on me, hm?"

He's asking you to. And you can't keep him waiting.

"M- mhm- Megumi-- y-you're too good at this-!"

He knows.

"Haha, you're so cute-"

He watches you steady yourself and eventually slow down, as your hips still over his face.

"Next time... just ask me, okay?"

Guessing is fun. But taking orders? That's hot.

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