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honey-on-your-tongue · 1 year

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age gap and daddy kink with jake?! maybe human scientist and jake becomes obsessed with how small she is and he has her call him daddy all the time, even in front of others 🤭🫣

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The reason Jake had initially been drawn to you was because of how much you reminded him of Earth. Sure, he had many unpleasant memories about the place, but he also had some pretty amazing ones. And you, with your young, soft human body, less than half his size, almost fifteen years younger, your pretty little ribbons in your hair, the little skirts you wore—it drove him insane.

Part of him was just allured to you. He couldn't stay away.

He made his every intention very clear, with his every visit to the lab, his flirtatious touches on your back, your face, your thighs. He liked to flirt with you, like to make you blush, liked to toss in a dirty joke every now and then just so he could see you get all flustered over it.

It was pretty obvious you were into him as well. No surprise there, he'd pulled every trick in the book in hopes to catch your attention. And it had payed off.

Not a month after you two meet, Jake decides to visit you at the lab one night. He's surprised to find you all alone in your bedroom, curled up on the bed as you read, wearing a thin tank top and a pair of tiny shorts for pajamas.

He smirks at himself as he playfully knocks on the doorframe. You glance up, smiling softly when you see him.

“Jake,” you say, surprised. He can hear your heart begin to race, it makes him grin a cocky, sleek grin. “I wasn't expecting you.”

“I can tell,” he chuckles, his eyes studying your body, your thighs bare beneath your shorts, your nipples poking against your top. He doesn't even bother to hide it; he makes a show out of looking you up and down, his cock twitching when you blush and squirm under his gaze.

You stand from your bed, arranging your hair, licking your lips nervously before asking, “Do you need anything?”

Jake shakes his head, stepping into your room, towering way over you, his eyes still staring at you. “Just wanted to see ya, kid.”

Your blush deepens, obviously flattered and flustered. “Oh?”

Jake closes the bedroom door and walks past you, moving to sit on the bed, and he just studies your bedroom. Everything smells of you, everything is just so you...it makes something inside of him grow warm and also...a tad predatory, feral with the need to make you his.

“I been thinkin' 'bout you lately,” he admits, meeting your curious gaze. “Kinda hard to get a pretty thing like you outta my mind.”

You laugh, bashful, eyes darting to the floor, as you question, “What do you mean?”

Jake smiles, reaching for you, his huge hands grabbing you by the waist and pulling you to him. You swallow, eyes growing wide, your breath hitching.

“Jake?” you question, pretty doe eyes fluttering down to his lips for a split second before you meet his gaze again.

His smirk grows. “C'mon, kid,” he chuckles. “Y'know I want ya. I've made it real fuckin' obvious, hm?” He leans closer to you, his breath fanning across your face. “The only question is if you'll have me.”

You raise an eyebrow, coy. “You're not wondering whether or not I want you?”

Jake laughs softly. “I know you want me, darlin'. I can smell it. I've been smelling it for weeks now.”

You look surprised for a split second before your expression turns embarrassed, and you smile at him gently. “Touché.”

Jake's eyes are having a hard time staying on your face. Your lips are just so close, so ready for him to kiss...

“Well?” he asks. “Are you going to stop me?”

You lick your lips, glancing away from him nervously. One of his enormous fingers taps you under your chin to make you glance up at him. “Hm?” he insists.

You shake your head. Breathlessly, you say, “I'm not gonna stop you.”

Jake smirks as he effortlessly picks you up and places you on his lap, his humongous thigh rubbing against your pussy through your shorts.

You gasp softly, placing your little hands on his shoulders. Jake's hands splay over your hips, rocking you front and back against the hard muscle of his thigh. Your nails dig into his shoulders, eyes widened as you watch him.

Jake licks your jaw and then kisses down your neck. He loves how tiny you are compared to him, how he's a whole lot fucking taller, a whole lot fucking stronger, a whole lot fucking bigger.

You feel like a rag doll in his grip, something he could just toss around and use, something so fragile and delicate in his rough, calloused hands.

Something he shouldn't have. Something too young and innocent and sweet for him. And yet, there's nothing stopping him from ruining you. So, he plans to do just that.

Ruin you. Make you his. His, his, his.

The mere idea has his cock hardening under his loincloth. It pokes against your thigh, and the feel of it—so large, so fucking enormous—makes you gasp.

Jake chuckles at your surprise, rubbing his massive hands on your thighs to soothe you. “It's okay. Relax, kid,” he says. “Nothing has to happen, alright?”

You meet your eyes with his, your gaze dark and sultry. “You're not gonna put it inside?” you question, sounding disappointed.

Jake raises an eyebrow. “I don't think it'll fit in you, hon,” he tells you, fingers squeezing your thighs.

“But I want it inside,” you complain, making pretty puppy eyes at him. “Please?”

You're 22, Jake can't help himself. It's the fact that you're so young, that you can be so naive, that you're giving him the chance to corrupt you...He smirks. “'f you call me daddy, I might consider it, sweet.”

You blush softly, heart racing, but obey nonetheless. “Please, Daddy,” you say, and Jake's eyes flutter shut at the way the word leaves your pretty mouth.

“Goddamn,” he groans, bouncing his thigh against your pussy, making you gasp quietly. “Yeah, 'm definitely going to put it inside.”

He wouldn't be able to live with himself if he ignored the chance to fuck you and have you call him daddy.

He lifts you from his lap and places you on the bed. He undresses you, revealing your tits as he pulls your top off, then exposing your pretty pussy as he tugs your shorts away. He's delighted to find you're wearing a pair of pretty pink lace panties, tiny and soft, and his cock twitches at the sight.

“You got lube 'round here, darlin'?” he asks you as he curls his hands around your thighs, pushing them open before he leans his face into your pussy, inhaling your sweet scent.

You arch your back, gasping softly, and say, “In the—in the third drawer.”

Jake kisses your lower stomach, smirking, before he gets off the bed, moving to your desk. He opens the drawer and finds not only a bottle of lube, but also a pretty rabbit vibrator.

He can feel his body aching with lust. He chuckles, grabbing both the bottle and the toy, before turning to you.

You're on the bed, legs planted against the mattress, thighs spread, as you watch him. When you see what he has in his hand, your eyes widen.

“I-I forgot I left that in there,” you admit, your gaze locked on the vibrator.

Jake's grin grows cocky, spreading over his gorgeous face, making you drip even more. He climbs on the bed, positioning himself between your legs as he says, “Have you ever used this while thinkin' of me, angel?”

You swallow, a blush spreading across your face and neck, as you nod slowly. “Yes,” you reply.

Jake slaps your thigh sharply, making you gasp. “Yes, what?”

You correct, “Yes, Daddy.”

“Much better,” he allows, studying the vibrator for a moment before turning it on. As the toy rumbles quietly in your room, you clench your thighs together, doe eyes locked on his famished gaze. He pushes your legs open and places the toy against your pussy, the vibrations purring against you through your thin panties.

You groan, biting your lower lip, and Jake watches your pretty face. He hooks a finger around the edge of your panties and pulls them off, leaving your soaked pussy bare.

He then slides the toy between your folds, making you shudder, before he slides it in, the shaft slipping into you with ease, the little ear pressing against your clit.

“Wanna make you come 'fore I stick my cock in you, girl,” he hums, thrusting the toy in and out, the vibrations muffled by your soaked pussy.

You mewl, hands digging into the bed sheets below, eyes rolling into the back of your head. “Why?” you complain. “Jus' fuck me.”

Jake chuckles, simply fucking you with the toy, knowing he has to get you all nice and open if he plans on filling you up. “Trust me, hm? Trust daddy, baby.”

You nod. “I-I trust you,” you promise. “But I want your cock, Daddy. I just need you.”

“Shh,” Jake coos, kissing your calf. “I'll make it worth your while, kid.”

You nod again, allowing him to fuck you with the toy. Your pussy clenches tight around the object, your slick dripping down your thighs to the bed.

The vibrations are quick to make you weak, easily causing your pleasure to grow at a merciless rate. It has you gasping and moaning, the toy making the ecstasy coil low in your stomach.

Jake's predatory eyes are locked on your cunt, on how the toy slips inside you with ease, how your slick drips out slowly, the scent thick.

You glance down. When you see the look in Jake's eyes, a shudder slides up your body, making you moan.

He smirks at himself, placing soft, wet kisses across your thighs, licking your skin. He revels in the way you jerk at his touch, in the way you roll your hips against the toy.

“Daddy,” you breathe, eyes fluttering shut. “Daddy!”

You start to tremble, the pleasure making your body quiver. Your pussy is so wet, the toy causes it to squelch as Jake fucks you with the vibrator. He drags his canines over the skin of your thigh, making you mewl.

“Fuck!” you cry, gasping. “Daddy! Please!” you beg.

“I know, girl,” Jake says, gently biting your inner thigh, making you squeal. “I know. Come for me, angel. Come for daddy.”

You whimper, back arching as the pleasure rattles your every nerve. It grows within you, stretching out all over your body, and then your orgasm crashes over you, making you mewl. You gasp, writhing, as Jake drags your pleasure out, helping you ride out your high on the toy.

You're so sensitive, and Jake just keeps the toy inside you, still turned on, which makes you cry. “No! 's too much, Daddy. Please.”

Jake chuckles softly as he pulls the toy out of you. He turns it off and then licks it, tasting your arousal.

His cock is impossibly hard, balls aching with the need to spill their load inside your pretty, tiny pussy.

He removes his loincloth which is sticky with the precum that drips from the tip of his cock. Your eyes are quick to fall to his naked body, eyes widening at his width, and his length.

You're a little nervous about it fitting, a little nervous about it hurting, but the sight of it, the knowledge of how much bigger Jake is than you makes you excited, your body already growing aroused again.

Jake grabs the bottle of lube in his hand and spills a generous amount on his cock, smearing it all over his shaft. Then he spills some on your pussy, working it around your entrance with his thick fingers.

Your eyes are wide, chest heaving and falling with each heavy breath.

Jake runs the huge head of his cock between your folds before prodding at your entrance. He holds your gaze, saying, “'f you want me t'stop, you tell me right away, kid.”

You nod. “Okay,” you reply, breathless.

And then Jake's sinking into you, his cock forcing you open. Pain rings through your body as he stretches you out. You gasp, mewling softly, little tears forming in the corner of your eyes. And then, the head of his cock pushes inside you, making you jerk, and the pain dissipates.

Jake's ears are flattened against his head, your tiny pussy so fucking tight and warm around him. “You good, sweetheart?” he asks, studying your face.

You nod gently, body rolling in search of more friction. “Deeper,” you beg.

Jake chuckles softly before he carefully sinks the rest of his cock into you. At first, you think he really won't fit. But then, slowly, your pussy stretches more, taking him—all of him. Next thing you know, Jake's hips meet yours, his heavy balls pressing against your folds.

You whimper, eyes rolling into the back of your head. He's so big, so fucking enormous. He dwarfs you, his body so much larger, his strength outweighing yours by a long shot.

Jake grabs you by the thighs and lifts you until your ass is resting on his lap. Then, he starts thrusting into you, which makes you cry out, tears of pleasure spilling from your pretty eyes.

“Fuck,” he groans, fingers digging into your soft skin. “Oh, you're so good, angel. Look at this pretty pussy, taking me like it was made for me. Goddamn.”

“Daddy,” you cry. “Fuck! 's so good!”

Jake watches you, your breasts bouncing with every thrust, your eyes shut tight, pretty tears staining down your face. You're so tiny, so small, your pussy barely able to fit him. He loves it.

“You're my good girl, aren't you?” he says, licking his lips. “My pretty girl.”

“Yes!” you gasp, trembling, his cock bruising your insides, your womb almost purring from how stuffed you are. “Yes, Daddy!”

The nickname makes Jake grunt, cock twitching inside of you. It's something about the way you say it, about how beautiful you are, about how your doe eyes don't give away a single drop of this dirty side of yours.

“So fuckin' gorgeous,” he says. The sound of skin on skin loud in your room. His balls slap against your puffy folds, making you squeal. His cock drags against your g-spot with ease, and you squirm under him. “So fuckin' perfect f'r me, kid.”

“'m yours!” you gasp, toes curling. “Daddy, 'm yours!”

Jake chuckles. “Yeah, I know you are, kid. I know you're mine,” he replies, one of his enormous hands splaying over your lower stomach, pressing down. You gasp as you feel even fuller, Jake's cock ready to sink right into your womb.

You tighten around Jake and he groans, digging his fingers into your delicate thighs, surely bruising the flesh. Under the palm of his massive hand, he can feel his cock bulging in your womb, rocking back and forth with every thrust. There's something about how dirty it all is, how you're letting him fuck you when he's almost double your fucking size, that drives him feral.

He bares his teeth, hissing in ecstasy, sharp canines showing. You peek your eyes open to look at him, and it's the way he's so fucking predatory at times, how he looks insanely feral, almost out of control that has you close to the edge.

“Daddy!” you mewl, trembling. “Fuck! Fuck!” Stars are glowing behind your eyelids, your ears are ringing, and every rough thrust of Jake's knocks the air from your lungs.

“Goddamn, 'm so deep in you,” Jake groans, your gummy walls clamping down on him. “So deep in this pretty pussy. Fuck.”

You cry out, sobbing from the bliss. “Please! Need y'to make me come!” you beg, your entire body quaking from the unbearable pleasure. It coils low in your stomach, stretching out, feeling like liquid fire that sears your womb in the best way.

“I know, kid. Imma make you come, alright?” he promises. “You're gonna come all over my cock, 'nd then I'm gonna fill y'up.”

You mewl at his words, pussy growing tighter, and Jake quirks an eyebrow. “You like that idea? You want daddy t'fill you up with his cum? Hm?”

“Yes!” you exclaim, tears blurring your vision as you try to meet Jake's gaze. “Daddy! Make me come! Please! 'm so close.”

Jake keeps his thrusts steady, placing his thumb over your clit and giving the little nub some much-deserved attention. You squeal at the sensation, the fire within you spreading all across your skin until you feel like you're going to lose consciousness. And just when you think you can't take anymore, when you feel like you're going to die, you come, squirting all over Jake. Your orgasm wrecks you, leaves you only half-awake, stars dancing behind your eyelids, black crowding at the edges of your vision.

Jake gasps softly as you come, his eyes trained on your slick that drips down his hips from your orgasm. You're so tight around him, so small and warm—

His orgasm crashes over him, making him shudder and grunt, “God fucking damn.” His load spills into you, thick ropes of cum that spurt right into your womb, his balls releasing all of his seed into your eager cunt.

You gasp at the sensation, but are too weak to do anything but lie there and take it.

As you two come down from your highs, Jake pulls out of you gently, watching his cum torrent out of you, dribbling to the bed sheets below.

Jake kisses your body softly, gently, and asks, “You okay, baby?”

You nod, breathing heavily, still too fucked out to talk.

Jake tends to you the rest of the night, massaging your muscles, kissing your skin, cleaning you up.

And ever since then, he can't stay away from you. He just about spends more time in the lab than he does in the forest. He loves taking you with him to the village. He'll hold your tiny hand in his huge one and lead you through the wonders of Pandora.

And what's more, he doesn't respond to any other nickname from you if it's not daddy. At the beginning, he settled for you calling him daddy only in the bedroom. But then, one day, it slipped out of you while you were visiting the village. Ever since, Jake insists on you calling him daddy for anything and everything.

He likes it. Likes how it emphasizes the fact that you're his. That he's the only one who gets to hold you, kiss you, fuck you, love you.

He loves that everyone can tell you're his.

Daddy's little girl.

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Not me frrrr getting carried away affff and writing like 3k words on this 🤭🤭🤭🤭

I just want to call Jake daddy, is that too much to ask?????!!!!! 😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩

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ella568 · 10 months

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kaleidoscope1967eyes · 26 days

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Quick question ahhhh what's your favorite Luke picture

Ooooh, good question!! Hmm, let me go through my files...

Well, I don't think I have a specific favorite (he's just so beautiful!!), but I have an obsession with pictures where he's looking downward and you can really see his eyelashes:

#my inbox is open #friendship time #HIM #what are your plans good sir...#luke skywalker

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drawingbakeryy · 5 months

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GRRAREXDCF UR FUTURE DONNIE1!!! i need him 2 be my dad

he has adopted you

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halfmoondaze · 2 years

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Ask Game

🍄favorite song? 🌪what brings you joy in life? 🌈what would you do if you knew you could not fail? 🐚pancakes or waffles? ☄️foreign language you'd like to learn? ☁️favorite album? 🌧what do you like to do on a rainy day? 🌺sweet or salty? ✨a movie you like to re-watch? 🍃biggest turn on? 🍂biggest turn off? 🪐night in or night out? 🌞dream job? ⚡️favorite ice cream flavor? 🔥last song you listened to? 🌼go-to comfort food? 🌊dream vacation? ⭐️current favorite tv show? 🌙favorite book? 🌕favorite make-up products? 🎧3 songs that pop up on your Spotify shuffle ✨a song you like to daydream to 🦢what made you start your blog? 🧚‍♀️what calms you down? 🧞‍♂️what’s something you’re excited for? 👒do you have a skincare routine?

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se-agapo-skywalker · 1 month

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Thots on Luke holding hands? Just in general or during spicy time?

I’m imagining him eating you out and you reach down to grab his hand and he just. Groans against you in response, like “Oohh yesss please”. He can’t help it, he’s a sucker for that stuff.

YES YES SOMEONE SENT AN ASK FOR IT!!! ANON I LOVE YOU

Smutty headcanons below the cut:

Oh, Force, YES--if Luke were to have a sort of 'signature move' during sex, without a doubt it would be holding hands. Sure, it's vanilla and innocent, but stars the gentleness of the gesture is enough to bring you to tears. Perhaps he'll softly pin an arm over your head by holding your hand in his, or he'll reach up to lace your fingers together when you're straddling his hips. The soft smile he'll beam up at you after is a treasure worth more than every star in the galaxy combined.

As much as Luke likes being the one to express how much he cherishes and treasures you, he likes being the one to experience it even more--but he'll never say it outright. He is an absolute sucker for sappy romance. Interestingly, the closer you two get, the more reticent he is to share his own needs and desires. He loves pleasing you first and foremost, but you can tell he needs--and deserves more than anything--to be on the receiving end of some good loving.

When he's eating you out (which, so long as you're interested, he always insists on doing), a foolproof way to get him in gear is by reaching down to take his hand in yours. Flesh hand or cybernetic, they're both large and worn, yet only ever touch you with so much gentleness--gentleness they deserve to experience. Softly running your fingers over the skin (or synthskin), you trace every small scar and mole, map out every callous, committing his hands to memory like you may never touch them again.

It doesn't distract Luke from his work; if anything, it motivates him even more, adds to his own pleasure as he continues to please you. If anything, he might giggle, or tear up a bit, at most breaking away to whisper how much he adores you. Perhaps he'll press his cheek against your palm and close his eyes, softly letting out a contented sigh against you. He's home.

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sunshinelikerain · 28 days

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#finally a night at home #could use some entertainment #my inbox is open #me #selfies #septum #girls with piercings #girls with curls #girls with curves #gwlg #bi babe #chubby babe #body positive

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boobo13cambridge · 1 month

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Kylian Mbappé imagine where it’s your first time together as a couple. He just knows you’re the one and almost feels like he’s not good enough for you.

Kylian was very nervous as he sat across from you. It was your first time going out as a couple in public, and the number of paparazzi outside the restaurant wasn’t helping at all. He knew he was acting a bit weird, but he couldn’t get past the old insecurity that he wasn’t good enough for you.

Now, you might be wondering, dear readers, why does the daddiest of all football players feel insecure? Why does the man who won a World Cup at 18 years feel like he’s not good enough? Two words: Serena Blair. (Yeah, I know. I had the same thought. Totally sounds like a pornstar name.)

Now, I don’t want to get into too much about that stanky bitch. Let’s just say that nothing our golden boy did was ever enough. If he bought her a Dior bag, she wanted a Birkin. If he bought her a Cartier bracelet, she wanted a Graff necklace. And so it went, until Tata Fayza intervened and knocked some sense into her boy.

“Kyky, are you okay? You look a bit tense,” the gentle cadence of your voice managed to calm his racing heart. He gave you a shy smile, “Yes, mon amour. I’m fine. I just wanted to apologize to you about the paparazzi.”

"You don't need to apologize for that, babe. It's not like you called them on purpose to be up all in our faces," you replied, trying to calm your jittery boyfriend. Kylian and you met when you slammed into him while playing hide and seek with the children at the Premiers de Cordees association and spilled your vanilla cold brew all over his face and white t-shirt. It was all very dramatic, very much cliché, and of course, it was love at first sight. Sometimes you thought Kylian was a masochist with a very obvious humiliation kink.

The rest was history; you were constantly texting and snapping each other, going on dates incognito so you could stay in your little bubble a little longer. He was the most attentive boyfriend, always making sure that you were comfortable and had everything you needed, despite his busy schedule. He made you feel like a princess, and every day you fell just a little bit harder for this man with the dimpled smile.

Today was a big milestone in your relationship, as you were finally going public with it. For most people, four months probably was too early, but for Kylian Mbappé, who always knew what he wanted, it was nothing. So here you both sat at this fancy restaurant in the middle of Madrid, and your boyfriend was acting as if he was about to be guillotined for starving the French people.

Seeing him so unsure was a rare sight, but you knew why he was so on edge. He told you about his ex one night after he almost had a mental breakdown gifting you the complete set of the MinaLima Edition Harry Potter books. You were in tears because you loved it and he thought you hated it.

"Kylian, what's wrong? You've been acting really off the whole night." Concern laced your voice as you reached for your boyfriend's hand, rubbing circles on the back in an attempt to soothe his anxiety.

"I-I-I'm just really anxious, bébé." he said, his voice strained as he licked his dry lips. Your heart broke seeing your boyfriend like this. I swear to God when I see that bitch it's on sight.

"Why are you anxious, mon coeur?" you inquired softly, your gaze filled with concern as you reached out to touch Kylian's hand.

His eyes flickered with uncertainty, his voice tinged with insecurity as he responded, "I feel like I'm not good enough for you, and you're going to realize that one day and leave me."

"Kylian! Are you out of your mind?" you exclaimed, your tone a mixture of surprise and reassurance. "That's never going to happen. I love you so much, baby. How could you ever think that?"

A heavy sigh escaped Kylian's lips as he continued, his words weighted with the burden of his fame, "Look at my life! I can't even go to a restaurant without being followed by cameras. Every move I make needs to be planned in advance. I can't be spontaneous with you because everything is a security risk."

Your heart ached at his admission, understanding the weight he carried on his shoulders. "You wanna know something, Kyky?" you said softly, your voice filled with sincerity. "Even if you lived in a dingy apartment with fleas and rats, and the only thing we could afford for a date was soggy fries and mayo, I would still be with you because you're the most amazing man I've ever met. I've never felt like this for anyone and-"

"Not even Jungkook?" Kylian interjected, a playful glint in his eye despite his lingering worries.

You chuckled softly, shaking your head. "Ok, woah. Calm down, let's not exaggerate," you teased, trying to lighten the mood.

"Bébé!" Kylian exclaimed, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"I'm messing with you, Ky," you grinned back at him. "But the point is, I love you for you and all the little things that you do for me. And nothing in this world is going to change that. So please, relax mon coeur and let's enjoy the night?"

"I love you too, mon amour," Kylian murmured, his voice filled with gratitude. "Thanks for being there for me, and I'm sorry for-"

"If you don't stop apologizing, I'm going to flash my tits to the paps," you quipped, a mischievous glint in your eye.

"Bébé, what the fuck?" Kylian sputtered, his big, dark brown eyes widening in a mix of shock and amusement.

"Exactly," you replied with a grin. "Now give me a kiss."

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A/N: Okay, so maybe I got a tad carried away with this fic, not gonna lie 😅 But hey, I hope you enjoyed it, my lovely anon, because I had an absolute blast writing it.

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marblescorner · 2 years

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Okay what if human!Wukong but dancer!AU ?

(specifically breakdance bc it fits his energy + i took references from breakdancer named Monkey King so yeah)

+Bonus points for theatre kid Macaque

#marbleart #humanization #lego monkie kid #monkie kid monkey king #sun wukong #dancer au #i really dont know what to do next #this au wa created in a moment of passion #and most likely wont be developed #bc i have no clue how to make characters interact #if this sparks anything in you and you have ideas #im all ears #my inbox is open

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bebx · 2 years

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It says rest in mischief under the broken heart symbol under the loki helmet tattoo btw lol XD

This makes it even better omg

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honey-on-your-tongue · 1 year

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Sorry but have you done a dad bsf! Jake Sully (smut) yet? There's some here on tumblr but most of them are kinda just drabbles...(short ass)

I kinda want your writing on this 🙇

Hi bby!! I've done one other request on dad bsf Jake!! You can find it here!! And I LOVEEEE this concept it just makes me purr omggggg

Also the fact that you want my writing on this>>> you got me swinging my feet angel 🤭🤭🤭

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Dilf!Jake x 20y/o fem!reader

Jake knows that this is wrong. So very, very wrong. But, goddamn, he cannot help himself.

You're so beautiful, so fucking amazing in too many ways...how could he ever resist you?

Not even the fact that you're his best friend's daughter can keep him away.

Jake volunteers to train you every day. But it's never actual training. You're already perfect at it all. You don't need training whatsoever.

Now, his cock, that's something he could teach you to use.

He's been testing your boundaries slowly, with care. One day, his hands on your arms, caressing them. The next, he touched your waist. Then he'd grazed your breasts, and the day after that, he'd licked your nipples. You hadn't stopped him once. Just last week, he finally got to touch your cunt, soft and wet, all ready for him.

Today, he plans on taking it a step further—if you let him.

He kneels you on the ground, smirking at you as your eyes become level with his crotch. You glance up at him, big doe eyes eager and curious.

“I wanna see it,” you tell him, licking your lips.

Jake nods. “Go on,” he says, and you raise your hands to his loincloth, gently undoing it before discarding it on the ground, forgotten. Your eyes fall on his cock, so very long and thick, precum dripping from the tip.

You look back into his eyes, obviously delighted, and you lean your head towards him. You give him a soft, kitten lick which makes him twitch, and then you lick up the base, making him shudder.

You wrap a hand around him, softly jerking him, your eyes entranced by the size of him, by the vein that runs up the side, by the dark blue hue of the tip. You open your lips, looking up at him through your lashes as you take him into your mouth.

Jake groans softly, one of his hands falling to your head to hold your hair off your face. Your tongue drags against his underside, your cheeks sucking him all the way into your throat. You gag softly, gently, before pulling away.

Jake cannot look away. Fuck, this is so wrong, but he can't help it. Can't help how hard you make him, how he has to jerk off to the thought of you every night, how you're slowly consuming his mind.

“Fuck, what would your dad say, kid? Hm? If he saw you with your dirty mouth stuffed with my cock?” he asks, the knowledge of how wrong this is, of how you're the forbidden fruit he just has to take a bite out of, making him hornier, hungrier for you.

You moan softly, the idea just as enticing to you as it is for him. You can feel yourself growing wet between the thighs, your cunt clenching around nothing.

You use one of your hands to softly caress his swollen balls, reveling in the little sounds that leave his mouth—heavy breaths and, occasionally, a soft moan and grunt.

The way your mouth feels around him, the way your big doe eyes stare up at him, how fucking hot you look on your knees with his cock down your throat—fuck, it's a dream come true for him. Literally.

“My little slut,” Jake says, tugging your hair slightly, making you gasp against him. “Who would've thought that a pretty girl like you could be so fuckin' disgustin', hm? Fucking your dad's best friend like the whore you are.”

You mewl softly, eyes fluttering shut as one of your hands falls to your cunt, sneaking under your loincloth and playing with your clit.

When Jake sees this, an idea sparks in his head. Originally, he'd just planned on you giving him a blowjob and then he'd wanted to eat you out, but he can't control himself anymore.

“Fuck, kid,” he gasps. “Does your pussy need my attention?”

You open your eyes, meeting his thick gaze, and you nod, mouth still full with his cock.

Jake smirks. “Should I put my cock in you, baby? Hm?”

Something lights up in your pretty gaze, something both scared and eager. You pull your head back, releasing his cock from your mouth to gasp, “Eywa, save me.”

Jake pulls your hair, demanding, “Should I or should I not, girl?”

You nod. “Please, do,” you tell him, laying yourself on your back.

Jake's cock twitches, fire igniting his skin as he kneels on the ground before you. “We'll do it a different way, hm?” he says, sitting on the floor and leaning his back against a tree. He pats his thigh, his predatory eyes almost daring you to disobey. “Climb on my lap, honey.”

Your heart flutters, butterflies dancing all over your body as you eagerly rise and do as he asks. You place your hands on his shoulders, holding yourself upright as you sit on him, your hips meeting his.

Jake kisses your neck, your shoulder, as his hands find your waist and then crawl lower, undoing your loincloth, leaving you bare when he tosses the item aside. And then one of his hands wanders between your legs, touching your cunt. You're soaked, wet enough for him to just fuck you already. And why waste any more time?

He grabs himself by the base, running the head of his cock between your folds. You shudder, eyes closing, and Jake tsks, saying, “Look, baby. I want you to watch as I fill you.”

You obey him, glancing down between your bodies, eyes trained on his cock as he lifts your hips up before bringing them down, allowing his cock to sink into you, all the way till the bulbous head meets your cervix.

You gasp softly, quietly, body jerking in his grasp. And Jake groans, his huge hands splaying over your hips. He guides your movements, up and down, allowing his cock to slip in and out of you with ease from how wet you are.

You moan quietly, rocking your hips to the rhythm Jake sets. His cock presses against a spongy spot that makes you inhale sharply, and your nails dig into his shoulders.

Jake is gentle in the way he helps you speed your movements, slowly lifting your hips and bringing them back down faster, with more force. Then, you're doing it yourself, bouncing on his cock as his hands move to your ass, squeezing the soft flesh there, his fingers wandering to where your pussy takes his cock. He traces your entrance, making you shudder, and he smirks.

“What if I put my finger in too, baby?” he asks, licking your jaw. “What if I forced that pretty pussy to stretch even more f'r me, hm?”

You whimper, cunt clenching around his cock, your hips stuttering slightly at the idea. “'s too much,” you tell him. “I don't think I can take it.”

Jake chuckles. “Some other time, then?”

And this makes you moan because it means he intends for this to happen again. And fuck, you'd have to be out of your fucking mind to not want this again.

Jake kisses your jaw, licking down to your pulse and dragging his sharp canines over your sensitive skin. Goosebumps rise all over your body and you throw your head back, allowing him to lick all over.

“Fuck,” you gasp, legs trembling. “Jake,” you mewl, “oh, please.”

“Please what?” he questions biting your collarbone. “What d'you need from me, darlin'?”

Your eyes meet his, glazed over with lust, as you open your mouth and stick your pretty tongue out. “Spit in my mouth. Please.”

Jake groans as his fingers dig into your ass, making you jolt, and then he spits right onto your expectant tongue. Sometimes, he's amazed at how dirty you are, at how a pretty face like yours hides the naughty whore you really are.

You swallow Jake's spit, shuddering as you do so, and then glance between your bodies. Your eyes are wide, amazed as you watch his cock slip in and out of you, unable to believe he fits in you, unable to understand how he hasn't torn you in half.

Jake studies your face, adoring how awed you look, loving how your eyes are hazy with lust, lidded from the pleasure. “Such a good fuckin' girl,” he groans. “Goddamn, you're such a dirty little thing. My little slut with her holes ready for me to fuck, huh?”

You simply nod, eyes struggling to remain open as he fucks you, as the pleasure overcomes your brain. You swear you're seeing stars, your brain slowly melting away, leaving behind not a single thought in your mind.

Except for one.

“Fill me up,” you beg, body quivering above Jake. “Fill me with your cum, please!”

“Jesus fuckin' Christ,” Jake grunts, cock twitching. “Oh, you're gonna smell like me f'r days, kid.”

You nod. “I know, I know. Please,” you reply, already looking forward to others smelling Jake all over you, in you. You don't even care what your parents will think, what they'll say. You can brush it off. You just need his cum inside your cunt.

And Jake's gonna come inside you; of course he is. He just wants to hear you beg. “How bad d'you want it, baby?”

“Need it!” you mewl, your pussy so wet, it starts squelching with every move you make. Your ass slaps against Jake's thighs, the sound loud and sharp. “Need it s'bad! Please!”

“Why?” Jake demands, his breaths heavy as he feels his pleasure scratching under his skin, needing to be released.

“Because I wan' t'keep it in me! Want to feel it in me all day!” you whimper, pleading, body quivering.

Jake inhales a sharp breath through his teeth, the idea doing things to him, but he's not done with you yet. “And why should I give it to you?”

You don't even have to think about the answer. “Because I'm yours!” you cry, nails dragging over the skin of his shoulders. “I'm your slut, your whore! Please, mark me as yours! Fuck, please!”

Jake chuckles. “Can't argue with that,” he says, feeling your pussy clench around him, hearing your heart racing in your chest. And speaking of your chest—

He leans his face to your bouncing breasts, parting the beads of your top with his nose so his mouth can suck on one of your nipples until it's hard, and then he bites it, making you squeal. He licks the plush skin of your breast, biting the top of your tit, ensuring to leave a mark before he moves to your other breast.

You're shaking, your pleasure blinding, deafening, and you can't hold it back anymore. “Jake!” you mewl, cunt tight around him, making it difficult for you to bounce on his cock as you clamp down on his long, girthy cock. “Please,” you beg, eyes rolling into the back of your head. “Oh, please!”

“Yeah, 's alright, kid,” he says, groaning at how tight you are around him. “Come on my cock, baby. Be my good girl and come f'r me, yeah?”

You nod, trembling as you feel the pleasure build within you, taking over your entire body, making you gasp and cry out. Jake presses his mouth against yours to silence you as your orgasm bursts through you. He swallows all your moans and mewls, feeling your slick drip out of you and smear all over his hips, his thighs. You soak him as you come, gasping and shivering, your mouth swollen from Jake's kiss.

He bites your lower lip as his own orgasm overcomes him, the feeling overwhelming, and he spills into you, emptying his load into you in thick ropes of white that make you groan.

As you both come down from your highs, Jake kisses your neck, your jaw, his breathing heavy.

You've barely recovered enough to open your eyes when he says, “Y'already know what lesson's next, right?”

You shake your head, gasping for breath, and ask, “What is it?”

Jake smirks at the fucked-out look on your face. “Letting me put my fingers in your pussy while you take my cock, girl. Tomorrow, same time, alright?”

And you should say no. You should absolutely say no because this is so wrong.

But you don't deny him—you can't.

You nod and agree, “Tomorrow, same time.”

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